Chapter 238: The Irreplaceable King

The courtiers of the Great Liao Kingdom began to wait for Wan Yan Shengcong to wake up from the daytime. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info until the stars outside the king's tent, the twilight was deep, and the candles were lit in the tent, and Wanyan Shengcong still did not wake up.

In the camp of the Liao army, there was an atmosphere of sadness.

All the Liao troops of the Manshu tribe are concerned about their former Great Khan, the current Emperor of the Great Liao Kingdom: Wanyan Shengcong. of comfort.

Wanyan Shengcong's physical condition alone affects the safety of the entire Great Liao Empire.

The campfire was burning quietly, and the eyes of the Liao soldiers were all looking in the same direction: the king's tent where Wanyan Shengcong was.

The Liao army of the Manshu tribe knelt on the ground silently, with their hands raised above their heads, their eyes closed, their lips squirming, and speaking in a language that other barbarians could not understand.

The Liao army of the Manshu tribe is praying! The Manshu Liao army is praying for the leader of their leader! The Liao army is carrying out an ancient prayer ritual to pray for Wanyan Shengcong.

The sight of more than 200,000 people praying for one person at the same time was spectacular. The people of the Menggu tribe and the rest of the barbarian tribes were amazed, and they were amazed at the importance of the Manshu chieftain in their hearts.

The two largest khans of the Menggu tribe: Temu Khan of Chahar Menggu and Zalan Khan of Mobei Menggu. Looking at the Manshu soldiers praying for Wanyan Shengcong everywhere, there was a feeling that filled their hearts: it was jealousy.

They were jealous of Wanyan Shengcong's unshakable and important position in the hearts of the Manshu soldiers.

Temu Khan and Zalan Khan were wondering at this time: if they encountered such a situation, would the warriors of Menggu pray for him like these Pu Zhong Manshu warriors in front of them?

The answer is no, both Temu Khan and Zaran Khan know very well that the warriors of the Menggu tribe will not do this.

The Meng ancients have been a plate of loose sand since they weakened, which is also the helplessness of Tiemu Khan and Zalan Khan. Both Temu Khan and Zaran Khan have the ambition to unify the Menggu tribe and revive the former majesty of the Menggu tribe.

It's a pity that they all failed, the looseness and disunity of the Meng ancients made it difficult to form a centripetal force to the outside world, which was the helplessness of the two of them.

What's even more ironic is that the alliance on the surface of the Meng Guren's speech was facilitated by Wanyan Shengcong. What an irony.

"If our Menggu can be as united as their Manshu tribe, it would be great for the whole clan to be united."

At this moment, Temu Khan had a deep respect for the Manshu tribe.

Previously, he was still suspecting that the Manshu tribe had a shallow foundation and scattered mouths, but they rose rapidly in a short period of time and defeated them. Now, Temu Khan seems to have gotten an answer from the actions of the Liao army.

"That's probably why he can control us, and we will never be able to control him." Zaran Khan said meaningfully. This is him in Zalan Khan's mouth, who else can there be besides Wanyan Shengcong?

The Menggu tribe was defeated by the Manshu tribe, and the defeated heart was convinced.

"If he dies, will our Menggu tribe have a chance to replace the Manshu tribe and become the overlord of the grassland again?" Temu Khan was still fascinated by the era when the Menggu tribe was the overlord of the steppe.

The era when the Menggu tribes were unified and became the overlord of the grassland was the golden age of the Menggu people. Many ambitious people are looking forward to the re-advent of that era.

"Let's take back this heart." Zaran Khan shook his head and smiled helplessly, "Impossible. Even if the Liao army did not achieve their goal by entering the customs this time, for Southern Zhao, the Liao State was weak, and for our Menggu tribe, the Liao Empire was still a behemoth and could not be shaken. The position of the hegemon of the Liao State outside the Sai State has been shaken by no tribe for a long time. ”

When the Meng people were in decline, the status of the grassland hegemon was still maintained for half a century. This is because of inertia, the weakening of one hegemon and the emergence of a new hegemon know that it will take some time to finally replace the old one.

The Meng ancients had this "hegemonic inertia", and the Manshu people would not be an exception because of this.

"It seems that I will never have the opportunity to see Meng Gu become the overlord of the grassland in my life." Temu Khan sighed. Temu Khan's tone was filled with chagrin.

"Now is not the time to think about it." Zalan Khan sneered, "Let's join these Manshu warriors in praying for Wanyan Shengcong. ”

"We are Meng ancients, not Manshu people, why do we also have to pray for Wanyan Shengcong?" Temu Khan was puzzled, not knowing what Zaran Khan meant by saying this.

"We're grasshoppers tied to a rope with a man of acquaintances." Zalan Khan was a little suspicious of Temu Khan's IQ, and he couldn't figure out such a simple question, "This time to break through the border and enter the pass, the full acquaintances are the main force, if the hearts of the people in Manshu are scattered, the entire army that breaks the border and enters the pass, the people's hearts will be scattered, and the people's hearts will be scattered, you and I still want to retreat from this Jingshi City?" ”

The barbarian troops who entered the customs this time to participate in the military operation against Zhao all came with Wanyan Shengcong. They all held the idea that the Liao army of the Manshu tribe ate meat, and they followed behind to eat soup. Once Wanyan Shengcong dies, the collapse of the barbarian army will also become inevitable.

The only one who can gather morale and people's hearts is Wanyan Shengcong.

Zalan Khan was silent, although he was very unwilling in his heart, but he still joined the Liao army to pray for Wanyan Shengcong......

In the king's tent, more than half of the candle the size of the baby's arm had been burned. The monarchs and ministers of the Liao State are still waiting by Wanyan Shengcong's side. Looking forward to Yan Shengcong waking up.

The candle shadow flickered, and the dim lights in the king's tent reflected the depressed figures of the courtiers of the Liao State.

Under the dim lights, it was Wanyan Shengcong who had a somewhat thin face.

Wan Yan Shengcong's temples were already spotted. Wan Yan Haiya has not seen Wan Yan Shengcong so closely for a long time. Wan Yan Haiya vaguely remembered that the last time he watched Yan Shengcong so closely and so carefully, he was still a coquettish child in Wan Yan Shengcong's arms.

At that time, when I finished watching Yan Shengcong, Yan Shengcong was still full of black hair. Time waits for no one, and now my father is old. Wanyan Haiya felt a little melancholy in his heart.

The time passed quietly as they slashed on horseback, unconscious.

Wanyan Shengcong's brows furrowed slightly, and then, Wanyan Shengcong's fingers also moved slightly.

Wanyan Shengcong has reacted!

In the king's tent, all the Liao courtiers were in high spirits!

Finally, Wanyan Shengcong woke up, and Wanyan Shengcong slowly opened his tired eyes, and there was still some confusion in his eyes.

"Your Majesty!"

"Father!"

The monarchs and ministers of the Liao State who were waiting by Wanyan Shengcong's side said in ecstasy.

Wanyan Shengcong's side was surrounded by a group of people who were pressed by black. What's more, after seeing Yan Shengcong wake up, he even cried with joy. (To be continued.) )