Chapter 206: Life and Death of the Profitable Country

There are only two small tables placed on the top of the high platform, and the mouth temperature does not take and bends out to sit left and right. The rest of the dozens of generals who had a share of the high platform sat on the ground in two columns under the stage.

Of course, except for the two of them, I am afraid that not many people can really concentrate on appreciating the dancing postures of the more than ten graceful young women on the high platform.

The might of the Mongolian elite cavalry was so vividly displayed under this Xiangyang City, and the generals of the various servant armies all had complicated expressions and different expressions. Especially in the previous siege, the generals who were used as cannon fodder to consume the Song army's defending forces were even more worried.

If it's just to see through the city, you don't need to make such a big deal about it. Enjoying the singing and dancing, drinking a little wine, watching the Mongolian cavalry beat the Song army defenders in Xiangyang City and did not dare to show their heads, in addition to reflecting the incompetence of these people, how could it not be a deterrent?

As for letting the Mongol cavalry be the main force of the siege from the beginning, no one dared to think about it. Of course, no one dares to say even if they think about it. To say it is to question whether the mouth temperature is not spent, not to mention, the mouth temperature is not spent is still done in order to contain the Song army in the two war zones of Huaixi and Huaidong.

"The city is about to be broken, so I will toast Uncle Wang in advance first. After this battle, Uncle Wang will definitely be able to go to the next level. Please! ”

I didn't see the looks of the generals below, but even if they saw it, they wouldn't care. Seeing that the city was about to be broken, Qu Chu's heart was naturally very happy.

This time he went south, he could say that he didn't do anything, but with his status as a prince, plus he came to run errands for that person, so he would definitely add his credit to the battle report after the city was broken, which was naturally a benefit for him.

It is not a secret in Mongolia that Guiyu is the eldest son of Ogedei, but Ogedai has always been very fond of Ogedei. However, the third son of Wokotai, who was preparing to pass on the throne, died on the battlefield of the Great Song Dynasty in 1236 during the Battle of Duanping and Luo.

Although no one said it, everyone secretly suspected in their hearts that this was an accident arranged by the eldest prince Guiyou. Although Ogedai didn't say anything, his more indifferent attitude towards Guiyu from then on already showed his attitude.

In fact, the Great Song Dynasty and Mongolia changed from allies to enemies, to a large extent, also dragged down by the internal ******** of the Song and Mongolian dynasties. The best way to resolve internal contradictions can only be to invade and expand outward. Otherwise, once the large and energetic Mongol army stopped, then they would inevitably fight in the nest.

At that time, the Great Song Dynasty, because of the destruction of the Jin State, coupled with Zhao Yunchu's accession to the throne, was bent on washing away the shame of Jingkang, as well as the intrigue of the ministers of various factions in the court, the outbreak of the Battle of Duanping into Luo, and the subsequent half-century-long war between Song and Mongolia was actually not an accident.

Qu Chu, who is the fourth son of Ogedei, is definitely impossible to say that he does not covet the position of the Great Khan. In addition, his mother's family is also quite powerful in Mongolia, so even if there are still two competitors in front of him, there are still plenty of opportunities in the face of the fact that the most powerful competitor has disappeared.

Merit means army. As long as he has a large enough army in his hands and loyal to him, it is really hard to say who the throne is. In this regard, there is already a gap between Qu and the second brother Kuoduan, and there are already two elite 10,000-strong cavalry teams under Kuoduan. As for the eldest brother Guiyu, the gap is even greater, and Guiyou began to lead troops to fight in Europe alone a few years ago.

"Hehe, Qu Zhu, do you think this king really wants to knock down this Xiangyang City?"

After drinking the wine, he smiled and looked at the empty and dead Xiangyang City at the head of the city, and said slowly.

Hearing the words that the mouth was warm, Qu couldn't help but be stunned.

Nearly 500,000 troops were mobilized, nearly 200,000 casualties were suffered, millions of people were requisitioned, countless money and food were spent, and more than 200,000 troops were dispatched to cooperate in the Sichuan Theater and the Huaidong Theater, and now all the 60,000 elite Mongolian cavalry who were restrained in the Huaixi and Huaidong Theaters were transferred to participate in the siege, and used as the main force for the siege.

"If you really want to break the city, this king has too many ways. Driving millions of Song people to attack the city, although the means were cruel, but it was used to deal with the treacherous Song people, it was not impossible. ”

Qu Chu involuntarily gasped.

Driving millions of people to attack the city, as long as hundreds of thousands of troops take advantage of the situation behind to cover up, I am afraid that it is really easy for the Song army to throw a mouse trap. Unless Meng Heng really dared to risk the world's condemnation and ordered the slaughter of those Song people's husbands. If you do that, I'm afraid Meng Hui will be finished. The spittle of the literati and the people of the Great Song Dynasty was afraid that he would be drowned.

"Uncle Wang is clever."

What did Wen Buhua do to drive those servant troops to storm Xiangyang City regardless of casualties, and he had already said it in the big tent before. In order to weaken and knock those generals who are not very stable.

Gao Ming in Qu's mouth is saying that the mouth temperature does not spend to drive away millions of people to attack the city, and the mouth temperature does not spend may still cherish the feathers, and disdain to use such a strategy, but Qu is not the slightest psychological barrier, and the Song people are not much different from cattle and sheep in his eyes. Of course, this is not the case among the Mongols, and more than ninety percent of the Mongolian nobles are also in this way.

"That Meng Heng is indeed a talent, this fang will inevitably become a big trouble for me in the future, and this battle is not over yet......" Speaking of this, his mouth was warm and suddenly changed and said: "That Jia seems to be able to go to Xiangyang City today, let's see how this son is...... Wish...... It's worth it. ”

The rest of the words, the mouth is not warm and the words are unknown, and I didn't even hear the song clearly.

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On August 12 of the second year of Jiaxi, Jia Rudao and his entourage, who were in a hurry, finally arrived in Xiangyang City.

There were no people all over the city to greet each other, and there were no countless officials to come to visit, some were just the overwhelming roar of horses' hooves and the whistling of feather arrows that seemed to never stop, and some were just Meng Ying, including Meng Hui's own brother Ning Wu Junlang and Meng Ying, and a few less than ten Jinghu Army generals including Zhang Jun, Ren Yi, and Liu Quan. There was no one else.

Zhao Yi and the others didn't even come to pick up Meng Heng, and their faces were not very good, but Jia Yidao didn't care too much about it. He didn't come to show off his might, although listening to the voice, the Mongols were obviously attacking urgently, but fortunately, Xiangyang City was still there, and that was enough.

As soon as the team of people and horses got off the boat, Meng Heng, who was dressed in military uniform, came galloping alone, and saw Jia Nidao who was surrounded by everyone, and Meng Heng jumped off the war horse and strode towards Jia Nidao.

"Meng Shuai, Shi Xian didn't come too late, right?"

Looking at Meng Heng, who was full of exhaustion and dust on his face, Jia Rudao bowed deeply and said loudly.

In terms of age, just in terms of official rank, Meng Hui really can't stand a big gift from Dr. Jia Ziguanglu. However, Jia Rudao's gift is sincere. Maybe Meng Heng also has factions and unsatisfactory selfishness, but in the same way, he can also be said to be one of the few people in this stormy empire who can really put righteousness before selfishness.

Meng Hui took two steps and grabbed Jia Rudao. Facing Jia Yidao, who looked at him sincerely with a smile and a smile, Meng Heng was both moved and helpless in his heart: "Shixian, why are you suffering?" ”

Meng Shuai's words were wrong. If a country lives and dies for profit, how can it avoid good and evil? For the public, although it seems to be a scholar, it is deeply favored by the emperor, and it is a deserter at this time, hehe, it seems that the Tao really can't do it. For personal gain, the general used to be a letter of hundreds of words for the Dao, leading the army to fight for his life, if the Dao turned around and returned to Lin'an at this time, the Dao was afraid that he would have no face to face Meng Shuai and the generals of the Jinghu Army in this life. Therefore, even if this Xiangyang City is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, it seems that the Tao must come. Not to mention, doesn't it seem like this is good? ”

Jia Yidao looked at Meng Hui Zhengse.

There was silence all around. However, looking at the sparkling light in the eyes of Meng Hui, Meng Ying, Zhang Jun, Ren Yi and other generals and the flushed faces with gunsmoke, Jia seemed to know that from this moment on, they truly accepted themselves as a stinky scholar.