Fang Yun stood in the throne room and quietly listened to General Li's explanation.
Jingguo's northwest, north and northeast were collectively known as the Three Sides. Not only were they the most elite soldiers in Jingguo, but they were also among the strongest in the entire human race.
The Three Sides were defeated. Only a few hundred thousand soldiers were left from the million-strong army and retreated to the Three Battle Fortresses to recuperate. Most of the soldiers in the Three Battle Fortresses were new recruits who did not participate in the battle.
The few hundred thousand soldiers were the last of Jingguo's elite soldiers. They were also the last spark of hope.
Since yesterday, the Barbarians had surrounded the Three Battle Fortresses and left them with an escape route to the south. This was an extremely vicious plan. Not only would the morale of the new recruits in the Three Battle Fortresses drop, but it could also turn the siege into a pursuit battle, which was even more deadly.
The most vicious part was that the Barbarians wanted to turn the Three Battle Fortresses into a bottomless pit and a meat grinder. They wanted to force Jingguo's army to come from afar to support them. Then, they would continue to kill Jingguo's forces. After that, they would be able to easily break through Ning An County and Yuyang Pass.
Currently, there were 20 million Barbarians gathered outside the Three Battle Fortresses. Among them, six of the ten most elite Barbarian tribes were here. There were 54 Great Barbarian Kings and countless Barbarian Kings. Even if Jingguo gave it its all, it would not be able to resist. It could only choose to escape or rely on the powerful Capital to fight to the death.
In other places, the Barbarian tribes burned, killed, and looted. They had already begun to march towards Ning An City.
After the Barbarians' main force broke through the Three Battle Fortresses, all of the Barbarian Army would gather outside Ning An City.
Jingguo's military strength was limited. Other than the Capital, Jingguo could only defend Ning An City and Yuyang Pass. This was because Jingguo had exhausted all of its military strength and could not defend both places.
To Jingguo, Ning An City was more important than Yuyang Pass.
Even ordinary scholars who did not understand the art of war could see that the battle outside Ning An City would determine the survival of Jingguo in the future.
The battle outside the Three Joint Battle Forts was the prelude to the Battle of Ning An.
If it was a normal war, the Grand Marshal Office and the monarch could decide everything, and the other civil officials could only interfere. But now that the war involved many aspects, the Left Minister's faction took the opportunity to stir up trouble, and at this time, there was no way to get rid of the Left Minister's faction.
Both the scholars and the common people of Jingguo were polarized. Some insisted on resisting the barbarians, believing that there was still hope for Jingguo, while others believed that Jingguo would definitely be defeated. They wanted to retreat, either to Wu Guo or to Gyeongo, and finally to ask the Notre-Dame for help.
Now, the battle in the imperial court had reached its climax. The pro-war faction and the fugitive faction had already shed all pretenses of cordiality.
Fang Yun frowned as he looked at the arguing officials. Ten officials were accusing each other. At the beginning, it was just two people arguing in pairs. Later on, those who had the energy to spare would occasionally accuse others. To outsiders, this was a very laughable scene, but it was the most common thing in the court.
"The capital city is the foundation of a country. It cannot be abandoned!"
"The foundation of a country is the people. As long as the people are alive, the country will not be destroyed!"
"If the capital city is lost, the people's hearts will not exist. If there is no heart, how can there be people? "
"Jingguo is not the only country in the world. As long as the Notre-Dame exists, the human race will exist. As long as the human race exists, the people's hearts will exist."
"In that case, if you ask Assistant Minister He to go to the Notre-Dame, there is no need for He Hanlin in Jingguo."
"That's not right. The School of War uses knowledge to defend the country, and we, the School of Miscellany, use knowledge to pacify the country. There are thousands of ways to pacify the country for the sake of the people, and you are not the only one who thinks so!"
The scholars of the School of Miscellany had always dabbled in a wide range of subjects. They absorbed the strengths of various schools and were eloquent. Even if they were at a disadvantage in the imperial court, they would never lose out in words.
The Left Prime Minister's party was still able to stand tall in the imperial court.
The Emperor's party had tried all means to change the Left Prime Minister, but they discovered that no one could match the Left Prime Minister's arrangements. Those below the level of Grand Scholar could not become the Left Prime Minister, and the current Grand Scholars were either too old or too inexperienced. The Grand Scholars who could compete with the Left Prime Minister were either preparing to become Great Scholars or had already become Great Scholars. They could not threaten the Left Prime Minister's position at all.
Fang Yun thanked General Li and sat there quietly, thinking about how to save Jingguo and Zhang Poyue.
Suddenly, the Assistant Minister of Rites, Sai Zhixue, coughed lightly and said, "Everyone has been arguing for a few days and must be tired. Since Fang Xusheng has returned, we should listen to Fang Xusheng's opinion. "
The people who were arguing reluctantly shut up.
The Minister of Personnel, Gu Mingzhou, said, "Fang Xusheng has looked across the world, settled the Ten Colds, and suppressed the Jiao Saint. A small matter like Jingguo is no longer worthy of his attention. In the Old Man's opinion, Fang Xusheng should continue to cultivate and prepare for the battle of Two Worlds Mountain. As for the battle of Jingguo, there is no need to trouble you."
"Minister Gu is right. Fang Xusheng, you are already the Master of Blood Light and the Master of Yangtze River. If there are no accidents, you will also become the Master of Ten Colds. In the future, the emperors will have to pay their respects to you. After all, the two sides of Yangtze River only recognize the Master of Yangtze River, not the emperors of the six states. "
"You are now in a high position, so you have to be careful with your words and actions. Otherwise, there will always be slanderers who will say that you want to take over a state and proclaim yourself as the Master!"
"Fang Yun is the Dragon of Ten Thousand Worlds. How can he roam Jingguo?"
The Minister of the Left's party flattered him, leaving the Emperor's party speechless. They could only watch.
Since the Emperor's party and Fang Yun were strong allies, they could not refute Fang Yun. However, the Minister of the Left's party's officials were praising Fang Yun on the surface, but in reality, they were trying to sow discord.
Fang Yun coldly glanced at the Minister of the Left's party. The officials wanted to continue speaking, but they could not resist the majesty in Fang Yun's eyes. It was as if they were looking at the Master of a World, or the Master of a River. They could not help but shut their mouths.
"I am the Governor of two states, and I am still a subject of Jingguo. Why do you say that? As for plotting against Jingguo, plotting to come here and face the Demon Saint Lang Lu, or giving up on the Divine Path? If you continue to speak like this, Bensei will show you what it means to be the Master of Yangtze River! What it means to be the Master of Blood Light! "Fang Yun's tone was calm, but it was full of confidence.
The Minister of the Left's party looked at each other, but no one dared to refute him.
In the past, these officials had been able to pester him endlessly with words, but now, Fang Yun had even dared to destroy the Flood Dragon Saint Palace's legacy. If they continued to pester him on this matter, Fang Yun would really turn hostile.
The Minister of the Left could no longer suppress Fang Yun, who was also a Grand Scholar.
The atmosphere in the Throne Room suddenly changed. The arrogant Minister of the Left's party suddenly disappeared. Fang Yun seemed to have become the Master of this place, looking down on the world.
Jing Jun let out a sigh of relief, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
When the civil and military officials saw this, they gradually relaxed. They looked at Fang Yun, and finally understood that Fang Yun was no longer the same person as before. He was no longer the Fang Yun who had to use all means to cut off the Minister of the Left's wings. He was now a mighty ruler who could suppress the entire Minister of the Left's party with his own strength.
Jing Jun said, "If Minister Fang takes a fancy to this Dragon Throne, I will follow the example of the ancient sages and abdicate."
Fang Yun looked at Jing Jun with a smile, and said, "Why? Jingguo is in trouble, and you want to give up?"
Jing Jun frowned, and said, "I'm a little tired."
"Even if you are tired, you still have to sit down!"
"I will remember your words."
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