Chapter 1368: Temujin was unwilling

Liaobei, Siping City.

60,000 low-spirited Mongol cavalry were stationed here, surrounding the city.

The main hall of the prefectural government.

Temujin, with a gloomy face, sat on top of it, silently drank mare's milk wine, and listened to the generals about the losses of the various legions.

Listening to the tens of thousands of deaths, Temujin was silent on the surface, but in fact his heart was bleeding.

In the battle of Liaoshui, he was tragic, with 40,000 dead and wounded in 100,000 troops, and only 60,000 remnants fled to Siping City.

Recalling that he was high-spirited and led 130,000 Mongolian iron horsemen to the south, how arrogant he was, declaring that he wanted to sweep away the Wei State in one go.

Now, after only a few months, half of the troops were lost, and they fled to Siping City in disgrace, and most of the Manchuria that had just been conquered was taken by the Wei army.

After killing so many Mongol warriors and getting nothing in the end, Temujin, the Genghis Khan of Great Mongolia, can be described as discredited.

"I didn't expect this potter to be so difficult to deal with, it was really a big surprise to me, miscalculated, miscalculated......"

After pouring a glass of bitter wine, Temu was stunned in his heart, and he seemed to see that his dream of dominating the world was getting farther and farther away from him.

At the bottom of the stairs.

Zhuge Liang, Sima Yi and Pang Tong, the three strategists, looked at each other, and their eyes were also gloomy.

These three strategists who had been loyal to Liu Bei together were now gathered here to be loyal to Genghis Khan, but at this moment, they all felt that this male lord who they had placed high hopes on seemed to be not far from following in Liu Bei's footsteps.

"Newspaper—Southern Emergency—"

A panicked and hurried shout interrupted everyone's gloomy thoughts, and Temujin's wine glass hung in the air, and a chill couldn't help but rise behind him.

Zhuge Liang and the others also held their breath, their hearts beat faster, and they had a premonition that there was some bad news.

The scout rushed into the hall, bowed down in front of the steps, and said in a trembling voice: "Qi Qi Great Khan, I have made the latest urgent report from the Korean Peninsula, the Japanese army and the Wei army are engaged in a decisive battle on land and land in the Pusan area, the Japanese army is defeated by the Wei army on land and sea, and the whole army is annihilated, and the Japanese emperor Sun Ce is also killed by the pottery merchant, and the pottery merchant is leading the army to destroy the sun to the north in the starry night, killing Siping City. ”

Rumble!

A thunderbolt blasted into the hall, causing Temujin's body to shake violently, and he almost couldn't hold the wine glass in his hand.

The Mongolian ministers in the hall were all shocked and shocked, and were deeply shocked by the news.

"Sun Ce was ...... so quickly And the country was destroyed? Even Temujin's voice began to tremble.

He originally hoped that Sun Ce would be able to hold back the potters, and even if he couldn't hold the three counties of the peninsula, he would at least be able to successfully return to Wadao.

It would be best if the potter could raise his army and go to the floating sea to conquer Wajima, so that he would not only get a precious respite, but perhaps also take advantage of the potter's expedition to the country to regain the lost territory again, or even ......

It's a pity that his wishful thinking was ruthlessly shattered by Sun Ce's rapid destruction.

After an uproar, the lobby fell into a deathly silence.

Panic, like a plague, spread rapidly among all people.

Temujin was the first to calm down his emotions, took a deep breath, and shouted to the ministers: "I didn't expect Sun Ce to be so useless, and he was destroyed by the pottery thief so quickly, it seems that the heavy task of resisting the pottery thief can only be picked by Ben Khan himself, you all tell me, what should Ben Khan do now?" ”

The ministers were silent.

Temujin became angry and shouted: "You Han people, don't you usually boast of being resourceful, how come at such a critical time, all of them are dumb, Zhuge Liang, you say!" ”

Temujin took aim at Zhuge Liang.

Zhuge Liang had no choice but to swallow his saliva, and sighed: "Great Khan, the minister thinks that the pottery thief soldiers are strong and powerful, and the power is flourishing, with the current spiritual strength of our army, it is really difficult to compete with it, the only way to do this is to withdraw from Manchukuo as soon as possible, and the army will retreat into Mobei, recuperate and recuperate, and go south again, which is the best policy." ”

Temujin frowned, and when he heard that he was going to spit out the bones in his mouth, he was naturally a hundred unhappy in his heart.

"Sima Yi, you say." Temujin shouted again.

"Ahem." Sima Yi coughed dryly, and said: "The minister thinks that what Kong Ming said is indeed reasonable, we are indeed not the opponent of the pottery thief now, and it is the best choice to return to the Mobei Mongolian mainland, my Mongolian mainland is far away in Mobei, thousands of miles away from the Wei country, and the pottery thief will not dare to work on the expedition, only in this way can we preserve our strength and have the opportunity to make a comeback in the future." ”

"Pang Tong, what do you say?" Temujin's gaze turned to Pang Tong again, and his expression became more and more gloomy.

Pang Tong hesitated for a moment, and had to bite the bullet and said: "Manchu is the Great Khan from the bloody battle of Wanyan Agu, so it is a pity to give it up, it is indeed a pity, but we have a saying in the Central Plains, called to stay in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood, as long as we can preserve our strength, the day he will make a comeback, let alone Manchuria, the entire Central Plains is not a Great Khan." ”

The three advisers all persuaded him to abandon Manchukuo and withdraw to Mongolia itself, and Temujin could not help but fall into silence.

After pondering for a long time and weighing for a long time, Temujin was slow to make up his mind, so he could only order the scouts to continue to inquire about the news of the Wei army.

Time passed day by day, and I didn't realize that more than ten days were far away.

In these ten days, the pottery merchant led the victorious army back to Pyongyang, continued to rush north to Xiangping, met the 200,000 troops stationed there, combined more than 400,000 cavalry troops, drove all the way north, and even took the cities of northern Liaobei such as Goguryi, and the troops approached Siping City.

As the Wei army approached, the scouts' urgent reports continued to fly to Siping like snowflakes and send them to Temujin's desk.

Temujin was slow to make a decision, but Zhuge Liang's advisers became more and more unable to hold their breath, and could only persuade Temujin to withdraw to Mongolia three or five times.

On the same day, another urgent report arrived, and the Wei army's advance was less than fifty miles away from Siping City.

"Great Khan, the Wei army is already fifty miles away, it is still too late to abandon the city and retreat north at this moment, after all, we are all cavalry, and the Wei State will definitely not be able to catch up, if the Tao thief soldiers will retreat under the city, it will be too late at that time."

Zhuge Liang couldn't care about any calm demeanor, and almost persuaded with a crying voice, so he almost knelt on the ground and pleaded.

Pang Tong, Sima Yi, and even generals such as Jebe also persuaded one after another.

Temujin held the urgent report in his hand, hesitated for a long time, weighed it for a long time, and in the end, all his unwillingness could only make way for the cruel truth.

Sighing helplessly, Temujin stood up and said with a bitter face: "Okay, the decree of the Khan ......"

Before he finished speaking, a soldier suddenly hurried in and said, "Your Majesty Great Khan, there is a person outside the minister who wants to see the Great Khan, saying that he can help the Great Khan resist the attack of the pottery thief." ”