"The Song army wants to flank Brother Temu, do you want to send reinforcements first, and take advantage of the fact that the Song army has not yet gathered, first break the Shuzhou Zhenguo army, and then attack the Baoyi army and the Heng Navy?" Brother Yelu Tiege offered advice. What he feared the most in his heart was the Heng Navy that had just won, this army came from the sea, and Yang Fan could go to sea at any time, which was really a headache.

"Attack quickly?" Yelu Dashi reached out and wiped the breath from the corner of his mouth, and smiled, "That's not necessary. He looked at the huge map spread on the ground in the middle of the tent, and walked to Shuzhou, which was a dozen deer skins embellished together, covering a vast area from Youyan in the north to the South China Sea in the south. When Yelu Dashi stood up, he was suddenly much taller than everyone else, as if he was standing on the vast territory of the Southern Dynasty.

He stepped on the side of Xiangyang with one foot, and the other foot between Shuzhou and Ezhou, which happened to be under his crotch. Yelu Dashi's eyes were fixed on Shuzhou and Jiangning. The eyes of the generals moved with the emperor's gaze, and they all cast their eyes on Shuzhou. At a glance, it is clear that one Song army is holding each other against Tiemuge's department, and two Song armies are moving towards the Liao army. This is also the old tactic of the Southern Dynasty to deal with the Liao army, although several Song armies are weak, but together, it may make the Khitans plant a big heel. The generals of the Liao Army all showed solemn expressions on their faces. Since this southern expedition, there have been repeated setbacks, and the arrogance of the Liao army has been dispelled a lot, and it has been replaced by hatred and attention.

"Since the Battle of Jiangyin, the Song people in the Jianghuai area have rebelled, and they can't be allowed to become a climate." Yelu Dashi said slowly, "Let Yelu Bijie continue to suppress these rebellious people, and after the army conquers all the prefectures, counties and villages that have rebelled, no men on the height wheels will be left, and women and young children will be sold into slavery." Those who have shaved their heads and signed the army to flee or rebel against the enemy of the Great Liao will be beheaded for public display, and their wives and sons will be sent to the Liaodong Army to warn those who are lucky. His tone was flat, but there was a chill in his heart. Wanyan Zongbi lowered his head, making it impossible to see his eyes flickering.

"Your Majesty," Yelu Tiege doubted, "then, Shuzhou?" ”

"It's just a rabble," Yelu Dashi sneered, "let Yelu Yanshan lead the army to attack Qingzhou." Then send envoys to contact Xiangyang, suggesting to them that there are still so many states and counties that do not regard Xiangyang as orthodox, and it is really difficult for us to form an alliance with the Song Dynasty. If Xiangyang can really control the situation in the Southern Dynasties, it is not impossible to use the Yellow River as the boundary, and even Zhao Ke can hand it over to Xiangyang. He spoke faster and faster, and Brother Yelu Tiege of the North Courtyard nodded again and again, repeating His Majesty's will in his heart. Originally, there were chamberlains in the Khitan court who specifically recorded the emperor's daily life, and also recorded the holy decree, but after Yelu Dashi ascended the throne, he thought that this system was subordinate to the Southern Dynasty and was too civilized, so it was canceled. Fortunately, most of the important ministers of the Manchu Dynasty are those henchmen who followed Yelu Dashi to start the incident, and now they are in the prime of life, and there is no problem in reciting the oracle. Therefore, the emperor's dictation was written down by the ministers, and then retold to the staff to write a recital in Khitan script for His Majesty to read.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Yelu Tiege bowed his head and raised his head, still looking at His Majesty. He has followed Yelu Dashi for many years, and he knows His Majesty's habits, and maybe he still has a will. Sure enough, after Yelu Dashi closed his eyes and muttered for a while, he said: "I ordered to comfort Kong Yanzhou, and ordered him to entangle the old department, and then organize a sailor to fight against the Heng Navy." Ordered Yelu Bijie to levy and sign an army, transfer grain and grass from the land to the front of the Shuzhou army, and make a long-term sustained strategy. Ordered our fine work to declare in the Southern Dynasty that the Shuzhou army was short of food and was eager to fight a decisive battle with the Southern Dynasty. If the Song army uses the strategy of encircling for a long time, our army will collapse without a fight. ”

"Yes!" Jerod Tiegoren. The purpose of Yelu Dashi is very clear, just like a hunter calling a hawk dog, and the generals are unconsciously dependent on it. Although they did not fully understand His Majesty's intentions, all the generals breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.

After Yelu Dashi issued his will, many of the matters concerning the distribution of armies, the supply of grain and grass, and the division of powers and responsibilities were all handled by the North Court. Suddenly, the pro-soldiers outside reported that the King of Jin, Yelu, had come to visit. "This old dog!" A trace of disdain flashed in Yelu Tiege's mind, but Yelu was the commander of the water division after all, and he was the king of the clan. Yelu Tiege's brows furrowed, and he ordered his own soldiers to invite.

As soon as Yelu entered the tent, he arched his hand and smiled: "The Lord of the North Courtyard has won the trust of His Majesty, which is really gratifying." ”

"What kind of clan remnants, it's a man at all!" Yelu Tiege said in his heart, but said with a smile, "It is not as expensive as the prince of Jin, and he has been entrusted by His Majesty with the important task of being a sailor. When he said this, he couldn't help but feel a little contempt for himself, "Is this still a straight Khitan?" How did he beat around the bush like the people of the Southern Dynasty. However, the longer he stayed in the position of privy envoy of the Northern Court, Yelu Tiege unconsciously put on a mask, unwilling to easily offend other court officials, and he was no longer in the same state of mind as he was when he followed Yelu Dashi with his head.

"The word Qingui, the Lord of the North Courtyard will laugh at me if he mentions it again," Yelu said, "They are all green oxen and white horses, the descendants of the Yelu tribe, why do you want to see the outside like this?" He lowered his voice and said, "The Khitan people do not distinguish between each other, and the eight departments jointly discuss the election of the big leader, when will it be expensive to see the blood relatives again?" That's what Your Majesty meant, right? ”

Brother Yelu Tiege smiled slightly, seeing that he was interested, he didn't say anything more on it. The Jurchens were originally a fishing and hunting clan, and many soldiers were skilled in water and good at handling small boats, and what they needed to train was nothing more than manipulating the ships of the Southern Dynasty and adapting to the terrain of the southeast river bay and lake. In addition, Yelu also reminded Yelu Tiege that seeing that midsummer was approaching, the Southern Dynasty was humid and mosquitoes were growing, and after the war, corpses were everywhere, so it was necessary to prevent the epidemic in the army, which delayed the plan to destroy the Song Dynasty. Therefore, the northern court should clearly order the army not to eat raw food, but to cook it, and at the same time in the southern states and counties to make a medicinal soup to relieve the heat. It is also necessary to send people to supervise the epidemic in the military camps and prefectures and counties, and if there is any sign of it, the sick should be immediately isolated, and the neighborhoods and villages where the epidemic is epidemic should be set on fire.

Seeing that Yelu looked worried about the country, Yelu Tiege's perception of him also changed slightly, the muscles on his face relaxed slightly, and the original false coping turned into a hint of arrogance in appreciation. The prestige of Lord Beiyuan is second only to His Majesty. Lord Beiyuan is His Majesty's beloved son-in-law, and the eight tribes admire Lord Beiyuan very much. In addition to Your Majesty, the most admired by the contemptible people is the Lord of the North Courtyard, if the Lord is useful to the contemptible people, please don't see the outside ......"

Yelu's voice became lower and lower, obviously empty flattery, but it seemed to have ulterior meaning. A cold glint suddenly flashed in Yelu's eyes, and he stared at Yelujing like a sharp blade. Seeing that there was only a respectful expression on his face, Yelu Tiege nodded slightly and didn't say anything more.