Chapter 110, riding into Liao alone

Up, down.

The Lord, the prince and noble. The next one, the people of Limin.

Mo Dump Chi and Zhao Xu rode horses and went straight to the hinterland of Liao.

The war has not swept away, but the people of Lebanon are already suffering. However, the dignitaries and nobles are still at ease, waiting for leisure.

One place and one scene, one place with different scenery, but the same scene.

The people of the world suffered, and the officials and nobles rejoiced.

Walking in the city, Mo Tingchi looked at Zhao Xu with a gloomy expression, and said: "The Liao country is like this, the Great Song Dynasty is like it, and the world is like it." But fortunately, the people of the Great Song Dynasty and the people of the Li people could still survive under the harshness of the officials and nobles, but the people of the Great Liao Li could not. ”

The voice was very low, and only Zhao Xu could hear it.

Zhao Xu didn't refute, he couldn't refute.

He followed Mo Dump Chi for three years, and he had a lot of insight into the affairs of the market, and he witnessed an ordinary hotel owner being coerced by an official, so he could only kneel on the ground and beg for mercy. He saw a peasant woman coerced by the nobles, and she could only beg for death, but she couldn't.

The arrogance of the officials, the arrogance of the aristocracy, and the cowardice of the Li people are all in his eyes.

Zhao Xu and Mo Dump Chi walked through the towns of Da Liao, only about the national conditions of Da Liao, and there were few discussions, and Mo Dump Chi occasionally expressed a few words of emotion, but there was no intention to continue to speak.

After walking for a month and a half, the New Year has passed, Mo Tingchi reined in his horse and returned, looked at Zhao Xu who was puzzled, and said with a smile: "I can't go anymore, it's hard to get out if I go again." ”

Zhao Xu nodded, not surprised.

Mo Dump Chi is strategizing and rarely takes risks, which is why he is willing to follow Mo Dump Chi to the border of the Great Liao Kingdom single-handedly.

The snow has stopped, but the wind is still cold, like a sword, like a sword, like electricity.

But the horses walked very slowly.

Out of the city, Mo Dump Chi looked at the endless grassland and said, "Where is this?"

Zhao Xu was stunned for a long time, was silent for a long time, raised his head and said firmly: "I am the land of the Great Song Dynasty, and the sixteen states of Yanyun." ”

Mo Tianchi laughed and sneered: "The sixteen states of Yanyun are still the sixteen states of Yanyun." But now it is not the land of the Great Song Dynasty, at least the people of the sixteen states of Yanyun have gradually forgotten that they belong to the Great Song Dynasty. ”

Zhao Xu couldn't deny it.

During this period of time, many people in the sixteen states of Yanyun talked about the defeat of Liao, and most of them showed shock and panic in their eyes. If this group of people regard the Great Song Dynasty as their hometown, how can they show panic?

Mo Qianchi glanced at him, waved his hand and patted him on the head, and said unceremoniously and coldly: "300,000 Liao swallowed mountains and rivers to destroy the Song Dynasty, but now it is only 30,000 remnants of Yelu Chongyuan who have returned to Liao." How can you resist the combined attack of Western Xia and the Great Song Dynasty, there is no doubt that the Liao State was divided, but if you want to really swallow the Liao State, you should think about how to govern Liao, instead of lamenting useless things. ”

Zhao Xu was respectful, and he couldn't see the respect of the Son of Heaven at all.

In front of Mo Dumping, he never regarded himself as the Son of Heaven, but only regarded himself as Zhao Minggong, the butler of Wenyi Longyuan.

In his eyes, the figure of Mo Dumping Chi is too great and too obscure, even if he has already sat on the position of the supreme son of heaven, he is looking up in his heart and does not despise it. Not to mention arrogance.

Mo Dump Chi waved the horsewhip, and the healthy horse galloped, walking on the vast grassland. Zhao Xu also rode his horse to follow, he knew very well that Mo Dump Chi had never been in the habit of waiting for others, only to keep up, if he was fundamental, he had no doubt that Ink Dump Chi would leave him.

The result is certain: absolutely.

"Yelu Hongji is so happy that he wants to swallow the Song Dynasty and destroy the Western Xia, and then dominate the world, although this person is ambitious, he underestimates Yelu Chongyuan. Yelu Chongyuan has long been dissatisfied with Yelu Hongji's arrogance and indulgence for a long time. Seeing that Da Liao was made miserable by Yelu Hongji, he had already rebelled, but he couldn't find a suitable opportunity. ”

Zhao Xu was not stupid, he heard the breath of conspiracy from Mo Dumping's words, "Therefore, Mr. launched a surprise attack on the night when he drove straight into Yanmen Pass. The purpose is to make the gap between Yelu Hongji and Yelu Chongyuan widen, so that Yelu Chongyuan has to urgently solve the invasion of Liao, so he chose to unite with the Western Xia gathered in the area of Dasanguan, and the two armies jointly attack the Song Dynasty and divide the world equally?"

Mo Tingchi glanced at Zhao Xu, who had a calm face, and sped up his horse's speed. Nodding his head, he said: "Yelu Chongyuan respectfully said to Yelu Hongji: Da Liao can combine the power of Western Xia to quickly cut the chaos and destroy the Song Dynasty! Yelu Hongji is very ambitious, but he is not very bold, after a dark night attack will inevitably increase his vigilance, and his heart is terrified, so he ceased fighting and retreated, waiting for the arrival of Western Xia. ”

Zhao Xu couldn't help clapping his hands, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes, and said: "But Yelu Hongji and Yelu Chongyuan don't know that Mr. has already reached an agreement with the Empress Dowager Li of the Western Xia, and the armies of the Western Xia and the Great Song Dynasty will attack back and forth and destroy Liao! But sir, I still have a doubt: Why does Mr. dare to assert that the Empress Dowager Li, who controls the imperial power of the Western Xia, will not go back on his word?"

Mo Tingchi looked at Zhao Xu playfully and said, "Don't you really understand?"

Zhao Xu shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Mr. is unpredictable, Xu is just a mediocre person, how can he understand?"

Mo Dump Chi grabbed the reins, let the horse speed be slower, looked at the endless withered grass, squinted his eyes and sighed: "At the beginning, the rise of Western Xia and the decisive battle of the Great Song Dynasty, Song won and Western Xia lost, and finally negotiated peace, Western Xia declared himself a vassal to Song, but Song gave Western Xia currency. Of course, the reason for this is that the Song Dynasty was afraid that the Western Xia and Liao would jointly attack the Great Song Dynasty, and on the other hand, the Son of Heaven hoped to support the Western Xia, form an alliance between the Western Xia and the Song Dynasty, and join forces to resist the Liao, forming a three-legged trend. “

"Although the Western Xia and Song Dynasty are thriving, the military strength is still inferior to the Liao, so it is still a situation of both weak and resisting the strong. ”

Zhao Xu somewhat understood, and thought: "Therefore, if Western Xia helps Liao to destroy the Song Dynasty, Western Xia itself is also in danger, which is the reason for the cold of lips and teeth." If the Song and Western Xia are reasonable, then the destruction of Liao will become a double-strong pattern, so the Western Xia will inevitably choose the latter. ”

Mo Tianchi nodded, but he also shook his head, and said: "But even so, it does not exclude that Western Xia has two choices, so I want you to bring 600,000 forbidden troops to Yanmen Pass to defend against Liao, and even more so to resist Western Xia." ”

Zhao Xu's face was pale.

Mo Tianchi said indifferently: "Liao is only 300,000, Xixia is only 100,000, and the guards of Yanmen Pass are as high as 680,000. With 680,000 troops to resist only 400,000 troops, how can you dream of subduing the world, so when I asked you to send troops, I was ready to lose Yanmen Pass. ”

Zhao Xu looked at the Ink Dumping Pool in a daze, his head flashed, he understood the intention of the Ink Tilting Pool, and his face turned even paler.

Mo Dump Chi continued: "If Yanmen Pass fails, the Great Song Dynasty will enter a state of full preparation, so if the Great Song is defeated, the Great Song will die, and if the Great Song Dynasty dies, the Han people will die. ”

Zhao Xu smiled bitterly and said: "I understand what you mean, sir, Mr. hopes that the Great Song Dynasty will be prepared for a battle against the water, if it really fights against the water, even if the Western Xia and Liao invade the Great Song Dynasty, the Great Song Dynasty will have tens of millions of people and nearly one million soldiers, so why worry about not being able to defeat the 400,000 people in the Liao and Western Xia? ”

"Break and then stand, you should know how much the court is now valuing literature and ignoring military force, only in troubled times, the situation of emphasizing literature and light military force can be tampered with and corrected, even if a weak and incompetent country can rely on the city to keep a temporary peace, how can it be peaceful for a long time?" Mo Tingchi smiled disdainfully: "If the Great Song Dynasty does not want to forge ahead, what if the Song Dynasty dies? As long as the world is unified, in my opinion, who is the emperor is not too much." ”

Zhao Xu was speechless.

If you can steal peace for a while, how can you steal peace for a lifetime?

Now he finally understands Mo Tingchi's calculations, Mo Tingchi hopes that the Great Song Dynasty will dominate the world, if the Great Song Dynasty is really corrupt and incompetent, then he doesn't mind helping other wise monarchs to dominate the country.

This is really a terrible character who can turn the clouds and rain in a few hands.

Zhao Xu felt a chill in his heart, and he was also glad that at least in the end, Mo Dumping's choice was to stand on the position of the Great Song Dynasty.

Suddenly the earth shook.

Mo poured into the pond and stiffened, and stopped his horse.

Zhao Xu also stopped.

A group of nomadic knights rushed towards them ahead.

Fierce and fierce, invincible.

Mo Tianchi looked calm, and pointed to the group of people in front of him: "The person who is the leader is called Yan Aguda, the existence of the rebellion against the Liao State in the Great Liao, if you get his approval, the conquest of the Great Liao is just around the corner." ”

Zhao Xu looked at the fierce and shrewd man in front of him, his face was full of confidence, and said, "I have a bargaining chip that he can't refuse, but he doesn't." ”

Horses galloping.

Zhao Xu greeted him directly.

The two strong meet.

Zhao Xu looked at the brave and wise young man in front of him, and said: "My name is Zhao Xu, now the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, and I am here to conquer the Great Liao." ”

At this moment, Mo poured out laughter, unscrupulous.

After a long time, Mo Qianchi stopped smiling and sighed: "Since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, there has finally been a heroic and wise emperor, and I created it single-handedly, what do you think of him?"

I don't know when, a figure has quietly appeared behind Mo Tingchi.

A figure that was more sturdy and majestic than the nomadic knights on the dozen or so horses in front of him, this person stood behind Mo Tingchi, revealing a terrifying momentum all over his body.

On the high horse.

Mo Tingchi turned around calmly, looked at the figure in front of him, which had become more resolute and majestic due to the baptism of the grassland wind and sand, and sighed softly: "I gave you a year, what kind of answer can you give?"

The air froze instantly, and it was difficult to breathe freely.

Two pairs of eyes, calmly looking at each other.

One side is as sharp as electricity, and the other side is as vast as the sea.

Qiao Feng, ink pouring pool.

The two took a year away and finally met again. (To be continued.) )