In mid-October, when Wokuotai troops came to Kaifeng, 240,000 troops surrounded the city to attack.
Zhao Tai led hundreds of guards to Shanzhou, where the Wuwei Army's military envoys were stationed.
This time Zhao Tai not only came by himself, but also brought many civil servants. The arrival of such a group of people immediately attracted the people in the city to stop and watch.
At this time, everyone was riding away, and the official who came to greet them explained: "Marshal Zhao, my marshal was drunk last night and cannot greet him in person. Please forgive me."
Zhao Tai waved his hand and asked, "Why, is my brother feeling depressed recently?"
Zhong Zhongbai, the Wuxian staff member responsible for welcoming them, sighed, "It's not because of the recent situation."
Zhao Tai smiled when he heard this, "Then let me enlighten you, Commander-in-Chief."
In Jiedushi's residence, Wu Xian, who had just sobered up, washed himself and drank another bowl of strong tea.
The Mongolian army went south and besieged Kaifeng. Wu Xian was actually quite desperate about the current situation.
In his opinion, the Jin Kingdom would probably not be able to defend Kaifeng this time, and once the Jin Kingdom was destroyed, the eggs would not be intact, and his armed guards would not be able to avoid the fate of perishing together with the Jin Kingdom.
Although Wu Xian fought several victorious battles with Zhao Tai, it would be difficult to change his fate as long as the general trend remains unchanged.
Under the pressure of the Mongolian army moving south, Wu Xian felt confused about his future and the way out.
He once pretended to surrender to Mongolia and killed the Mongolian marshal Shi Tianni. He had a grudge against the Shi family, so he could not surrender to Mongolia.
So after the fall of the Jin Kingdom, Mongolia came to attack in a large scale, and his only ending was to die on the battlefield, or follow Zhao Tai and defect to the Southern Song Dynasty.
However, Wu Xian knew the poor nature of the Southern Song Dynasty. It was difficult for people like him to seek refuge in the Southern Song Dynasty and be reused in the Southern Song Dynasty. The best outcome would be to lose military power and territory and waste the rest of their lives.
Therefore, Wuxian's mood is relatively low. In recent days, he often drinks the shochu brewed by Zhao Tai.
"Commander, Marshal Zhao is almost outside the mansion." His subordinates ran in to report.
Wu Xian put down the tea bowl, managed to cheer up, and led several subordinates to greet him at the door.
"Hahaha~" Wu Xian forced a smile and stepped forward to hold Zhao Tai, "Brother, we are facing a formidable enemy, why did you come to my place?"
Zhao Tai held Wuxian's hand tightly and looked him up and down. Seeing that he was a little embarrassed, he said, "Brother, he looks a little haggard!"
"Haha~" Wu Xian pulled out his hand, with a bit of embarrassment on his face, "I've been feeling quite irritable lately, so I drank a few more drinks. Brother, why did you come here today because of Kaifeng?"
Zhao Tai shook his head, "I'm here to enlighten my brother."
Wu Xian raised his eyebrows, sighed, and asked sideways: "Sit down inside and talk. Brother, you have many ideas. Regarding the current situation, I really need to enlighten you."
When the next group of people entered the mansion, the guests and hosts were seated. Wu Xian went straight to the topic without any greetings or politeness, "Brother, you must have come to enlighten me. You must know that I am worried. Now that more than 200,000 Mongolian troops are besieging Kaifeng, I know that you are You are resourceful, but the Mongols came well prepared, and Kaifeng is located on a plain. I thought that even you, my brother, would have difficulty in creating a miracle. Now Kaifeng will fall and the Jin Kingdom will perish. I want to ask you today, after the death of Jin, Where are you and my brother?"
The Kingdom of Jin should have perished after the Battle of Sanfeng Mountain.
Although Zhao Tai turned the tide time and time again, Wu Xian thought it was impossible for Zhao Tai to create miracles time and time again.
The Mongols are not fools. This time they gathered an army of 250,000 to besiege Kaifeng. With Zhao Tai's strength, even if he was resourceful, it would be difficult to save Kaifeng again in the face of the absolute strength of the Mongols.
Kaifeng was captured by the Mongols, the Jin Kingdom was destroyed, and no one could attract the firepower of the Mongols. The Mongolian army was able to free up their hands to deal with Wuxian and Zhao Tai.
Wu Xian had no countermeasures for this situation, so he wanted to ask Zhao Tai what he could do.
"If you ask where the road is, it lies at your feet, brother." Zhao Tai smiled.
Wu Xian frowned, "The road is at your feet?"
Zhao Tai did not joke with him, but glanced at everyone in the hall. Although they all knew each other, he still said seriously: "What I say next may be a bit treacherous. You can trust all the brothers on my brother's side!"
Wu Xian glanced at several of his confidants and said in a deep voice: "These are all our own people. If Guorui has anything to say, please tell me directly."
Zhao Tai asked: "Brother thinks that the Kingdom of Jin will perish, and I think so too. If the Emperor of Jin asks my brother to save Kaifeng now, will he go?"
Wu Xiandao: "If you go now, aren't you going to die?"
Zhao Tai smiled and said: "If you want me to die, I have to die! So, my brother is not a loyal minister of the Jin Kingdom."
Wu Xian was a little annoyed after hearing this, "Guorui, you are the same, why are you laughing at me?"
Zhao Tai stood up, stood with his hands behind his back, and raised his face, "I am not laughing at my brother. You and I are both Han men, how can we be ministers of the Hulu for a long time? Can't men from the Central Plains be heroes?"
After Zhao Tai finished speaking, he looked into Wuxian's eyes, and Wuxian said solemnly: "Is Guorui's path to join the Southern Song Dynasty after the death of Jin?"
Wuxian knew that Zhao Tai was from the Southern Song Dynasty, and he had been receiving funding from the Southern Song Dynasty, so he was already prepared.
Although taking refuge in the Southern Song Dynasty was not a choice he wanted to make, it was still a way out if he had no choice. At least he could save his life.
Zhao Tai shook his head, "The Southern Song Dynasty was weak and valued culture over military affairs. It was difficult to compete with the Mongols. A man was born between heaven and earth, how could he live in depression for a long time! Don't you want to build a great cause, brother?"
These words shocked and surprised Wu Xian. Wu Xian had always thought that Zhao Tai would work for the Southern Song Dynasty again, but he did not expect that he would have such ambitions.
This made Wu Xian unable to react for a while, "Build a great cause?"
Zhao Tai was full of passion, raised his arms and shouted: "That's right! Since the Jurchens betrayed their alliance and the national humiliation of Jingkang, the Central Plains have been in decline for hundreds of years. Now that the Jurchens' fate is coming to an end, and the Mongols are coming again, how can I, a man from China, tolerate foreign races?" If we continue to possess Chinese artifacts, will our descendants be slaves forever?"
After listening to Zhao Tai's words, everyone's weak national feelings were gradually aroused.
Zhao Tai continued his speech with great contagion, "Although the Southern Song Dynasty was the political power of my Han family, I saw that its monarchs and ministers were unable to undertake the great cause of expelling the Tartars and reorganizing the country. Nowadays, Mongolia invades the south, the Central Plains is devastated, and the people are slaughtered for it. This is because the barbarians are deceiving me and there is no one in the country! Although Tai is not talented, he has the ambition to regain the country. I wonder if my brother can help Tai?"
Facing Zhao Tai's fiery gaze, Wu Xian stood up from his seat unconsciously.
The north has been ruled by foreigners for many years. Although the Jin Kingdom has been Sinicized, there are still differences.
As a northern Han Chinese, Wuxian understands the humiliation and compromise involved.
So when he heard Zhao Tai's deafening shouts, his heart really boiled.
At this time, Wuxian was so excited by Zhao Tai's few words. Facing Zhao Tai's hot gaze, he was about to say something, but as a speculative warlord, his rationality quickly gained the upper hand.
"Then what~" Wu Xian said: "Guorui, you haven't said yet why the road is at your feet."
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