Chapter 7 Liang Jingcheng
Liangjing is the ancient capital, and the previous generation of Zizhao was the capital. After the establishment of Yan in the north, the territory of the Zhao Kingdom was compressed to the south of the Tiange River, and the capital was also moved from Song Annan to this place. Of course, Liang Jing can't be said to be not prosperous, but after all, he is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and it is inevitable that he will be a little uncomfortable.
If you have to say it, Zhao's capital can't afford to hold a show. Because everyone who lives in Liangjing City is a person who can add three points without a title, he naturally disdains to be good with the lower riba people. It's good to build a wine shop, a teahouse or something; A little more elegant, the Poetry Pavilion will be good; If you put down all the shelves and are really vulgar, there will probably be a market for brothels. It's just the part that best reflects the vitality of a city, but it's really difficult to thrive.
Today, Li Zongxu is not a playful faint gentleman, I am afraid that because of this, the juggling of the drama is even more difficult in Liang Jing.
However, Liang Jing's current desolation is definitely not because of the above reasons. A street without pedestrians is not so much a lack of vitality as it is lifeless to the point of being frightening. The slight southerly breeze in the air was not so much a harbinger of spring flowers as it was the culprit that made the cobblestone road look even more dilapidated by the weeds.
On the twenty-eighth day of the first month of the fourteenth year of Wankang, the Yan army bypassed all the cities and arrived at the capital of Liangjing. Twenty-nine, break through the outer city. I'm afraid it's a bit inappropriate to use the word "attack", after all, in the outer city, the defenders are a little weaker, and they don't have much awareness of the arrival of the Yan army. After all, whether it was the ministers of the DPRK and the central government or the generals at all levels, they all thought that the Yan army would at least take the Hongzhou where Luotaohu was located, just like Yan did in Congzhou.
However, speaking of which, the difficulties of Congzhou have not yet been solved. The time for the planned counteroffensive had not yet arrived, and as a result, the second offensive came again. Because of this, due to the problem of troops, so far, the Zhao side has not made an effective response. It has nothing to do with it, in such a situation, as long as the Yan army does not covet the city and advances in depth, the speed of advancement is far faster than imagined.
The order urging the old general Gao Jinxia to counterattack was passed out as soon as possible, but due to insufficient preparation, the number of troops was reduced by a quarter, and it is estimated that the results of the battle will not be very optimistic. And more importantly, before there is a result, Liang Jing is afraid that he will fall.
But if everything is based on the defense of Liang Jing, there are other problems. In order to ensure the defense of Liangjing, it can only be transferred from the Congzhou side, and the pressure on General Gao's side is already very great, if the fire is added to the fire, in case the Congzhou defense line in the west is breached, it will not be an easy thing to deal with. What's more, I don't know if I can catch up yet.
Going deep alone, this is a taboo for soldiers, but it was used like this, and it brought such a huge trouble to Zhao, it can also be said to be a kind of courage.
After the Yan army surrounded the inner city, they were stationed outside the city to rest, which can be regarded as besieging Liang Jing. Such Liang Jing can be said to have lost the vast majority of communication capabilities. I don't hear or hear, my eyes are unknown, and it's likely that there are still some state capitals that haven't figured out the situation. Here we can only hope that the Hongzhou Department has done a good job of transmitting the message. Rather, this seems to be a bit more reliable than a carrier pigeon.
(Note: Some people think that the siege is to enclose the city in its entirety, but this idea is one-sided, and under normal circumstances it will be blocked at the city gate, and only in very special cases will it be evenly fenced.) οΌ
(Note 2: The carrier pigeon is not as reliable as it appears in the artwork, and its speed and safety are not guaranteed.) οΌ
"So, it's just that both sides can only dry up, right?" In the main hall, Li Zongxu asked Ma Chengjiang.
Ma Chengjiang nodded and shook his head again, "Although it's true to say this, the initiative is in the hands of the other party after all." The Yan army has no follow-up force, and we don't have enough troops now, so from this point of view, the two sides may be the same, but ......"
"It's just that it looks a little more severe here...... Li Zongxu smiled bitterly.
ββ¦β¦ Precisely. Ma Chengjiang lowered his head, not daring to raise his head and look directly at the Son of Heaven. After all, whether it was in the matter of recovering Congzhou or in the matter of Hongzhou being unharmed, he made a big mistake.
The Son of Heaven sighed, "I understand, the general does not have to be guilty, if there is no general dispatch, I am afraid that I will soon be the king of the dead country, if the general wins this time, he will be my benefactor, Zhao's hero." I will seal it up to you. As he spoke, he sighed again, "After all, that's the only thing I can do. β
After being silent for a while, Li Zongxu waved his hand, "Go down and pass the prime minister in." β
"The minister commanded. However, Rong Chen is courageous, Liang Jing's death may not be obvious, there is virtue in the saint, and the history will be fair. With that, Ma Chengjiang walked out in a hurry.
ββ¦β¦ History? That...... But what about the genealogy of the victors. The Son of Heaven muttered.
"Maybe so. But doesn't Your Majesty think it's all insignificant? "I don't know when, Prime Minister Gui Lingyun has arrived in front of the Son of Heaven. Perhaps because the hall was too empty, he seemed to have heard the Son of Heaven talking to himself.
"What do you mean by that?"
"If this battle can be won, it should be left in the history of thousands of years, and the merits will be spread among the four seas of Kyushu, why is Your Majesty worried?"
"What if we lose?"
"There are hundreds of corpses and tens of thousands of ruined fortunes, but Your Majesty and the ministers are all in different places, so why do you say 'worry'?"
Li Zongxu smiled bitterly, "Isn't it just to avoid that kind of situation?" β
"So what can Your Majesty do now, even though he says so? Since you can't return to heaven, why don't you wait for the destiny to fall? Gui Lingyun pulled out a folding fan from his sleeve.
Gui Lingyun did not wear an official uniform, but wore a white suit that looked quite clean, the style was a bit like a filial piety suit, but there was a slight difference. Although this is a crime of disrespect, it is difficult for Li Zongxu at this time to raise the idea of sanctioning him.
"Fan the fan now, are you making the widow happy?"
"Of course not, I just ...... I've always wanted to do it once. In this place of the upper court, in front of me is the Son of Ninety-Five, and I talk and laugh in cloth, don't I feel very bad? As he spoke, Gui Lingyun smiled at Li Zongxu, like a child.
"You, do you think like this every time you go to court?" Although his brows were still furrowed, Li Zongxu still laughed.
"Not really." As he spoke, Gui Lingyun put away his smile. "Let's talk about something serious, how does the Holy Lord feel, sitting on this dragon chair now?"
"Huh? This kind of thing, shouldn't I be commenting, or are you trying to ask if this seat is resting on your ass? After a long absence, Li Zongxu made a joke. When was the last time you made a joke? Although it sometimes creates a relaxed atmosphere between the monarch and the minister, the actual act of "joking" is really unfamiliar. When I was a child, I was already taught that "you have no jokes".
"What will be the judgment of the generations to come? I've always thought so, people live a lifetime, if they are always worthy of their hearts, even if they are pointed out, they can stand up to the sky and laugh. So, I still want to hear what Your Majesty says about yourself. When he said this, the prime minister danced with his hands. Looking at his appearance, Li Zongxu felt that there was something wrong with Gui Lingyun's brain.
"The widow thinks ah, it's not bad, overall. Although there is no great merit in the self-evaluation, I have done a lot of wrong things, and in the end, I am about to lose the country. But I think I just didn't do anything wrong. Li Zongxu smiled bitterly, "Anyway, it sounds particularly irresponsible for me to say this." β
"Mm-hmm, that's okay." Gui Lingyun looked satisfied, "Let's play a game of chess, Lao Li." β
"You...... It's really getting bigger and smaller. I don't have a chessboard here, you go out and go with the eunuch. β
"Huh? Anyway, you won't blame it for today. After speaking, the prime minister sighed and put away the folding fan, "It's a matter here, and I hope Your Majesty will let me go home to care for the elderly." β
"It's nature."
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Rarely, both sides began to fall silent.
After a long time, Li Zongxu broke the air in the hall.
"Didn't you say you were going to play chess?"
"Ah, that's it, it's good to put it down together."
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"Well, then that's it, the minister will retire, and I hope Your Majesty will take care of yourself."
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"Your Highness, there will be something unclear at the end."
A few days ago, in a military tent somewhere in Yunnan, Gao Wenyuan was carefully handing out the words of the king of Yunnan.
"Wu Quan, what you want to say is probably the same as what I thought, it seems that we have been put together by Yan Miao."
"It should be, but I really didn't expect Miao to form an alliance with the Central Plains."
"There's nothing unexpected, the tension between Zhao and Miao is a matter of history, but we think it's ethnic hatred."
Gao Wenyuan and Li Zongxing have been fighting against the Miao people for a while, but the more they fight, the more they feel that something is wrong with the Miao army. If there is an army as large as the Miao State in advance, it is impossible to fight like this. After all, no matter what you say, the opponent's army has been pressed unscrupulously, and your own side will only adopt harassment tactics.
But then again, if there really weren't enough troops on the Miao side to deal with their advance, how could they dare to make such a big noise to attract the Zhao side to prepare for war, in other words, what did they rely on for their fearlessness.
"Probably because even if we reach the territory of the Miao Kingdom in the west of Jiufeng Mountain, we will withdraw our troops soon. There are all kinds of things that sometimes can't be changed by humans. β
"Your Highness is talking about eight years ago?"
Li Zongxing nodded.
Just then, a herald suddenly rushed inβ
"Liang Jing eight hundred miles urgent! The Yan army crossed the Tiange River from the south of Luotao Lake, and has rushed through Hongzhou a few days ago, and is rushing towards our capital Liangjing! β
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"What ?!!!"