Yelu Dongchuang was short and dark-skinned, but he had the ferocious aura of a wild wolf. He turned around and smiled at the young man beside him. "Tuoba Qiyun, you've made great contributions, but we can only stare at each other. Don't you feel aggrieved?"
The other young man was Tuoba Qiyun, the eldest son of Beimang's military god, Tuoba. He was the leader of the four great Chunjabo in the grassland. Compared to Xia Chunjabo, Zhong Tan, Qiu Chunjabo, Bo Er Hui, and Dong Jabo King Jing Chong, he had a stronger background. Originally, Zhong Tan was the most favored one. Not only had he experienced the first battle of Liang Mang, but he had also made great contributions in Youzhou's Crouching Bow City and He Luan City. As long as he could successfully recruit the Buddhist forces in Beimang's Lantuo Mountain, he would have a meteoric rise in the Southern Dynasty. In addition, his family had a strong foundation. His father, Zhong Shentong, was one of the fourteen great generals of Beimang. Zhong Tan was even expected to become the next general without the title of king, Dong Zhuo. In the future, it would not be an extravagant hope to have one or two kings in the Central Plains. Now that Zhong Tan was missing in the Western Regions and no one knew whether he was dead or alive, Chunjabo and Tuoba Qiyun had one less natural enemy.
Tuoba Qiyun said calmly, "With your status as my father's family, as long as we take down North Rejection City, we won't have to worry about not having enough military contributions even if we are napping the entire time on horseback."
Yelu Dongchuang frowned and said, "Judging from Chunjabo's tone, you think there are still variables in taking down North Rejection City?"
Tuoba Qiyun hesitated and turned to look at the tall and majestic city in the afterglow of the setting sun. "Forcing Beiliang's main force to dismount and fight may not be a good thing."
Yelu Dongchuang laughed. "You scholars have too much knowledge, but there's one disadvantage. You like to be afraid of this and that, but we have to fight a war."
Tuoba Qiyun dismissed it with a smile. "The famous scholars of the Central Plains like to play chess with their hands. There's a saying about Golden Horn Silver Edge Grass Belly. In the previous three-front war, Beiliang only won the Gourd City in Youzhou, which made Dong Zhuo's main force retreat to the north. This is is the proof."
Yelu Dongchuang twisted his wrist and gently waved the horsewhip. "Now that we've been defeated at Old Woman Mountain, even the fifty thousand elite cavalry of the Southern Dynasty border army that went to reinforce us were surrounded like dumplings. Are we going to repeat the same mistake?"
Tuoba Qiyun shook her head and said, "On the contrary, we should go down south to attack North Resisting City. This is actually the intention of the Taiping Decree. They want to exchange the Western Capital of the Southern Dynasty for North Resisting City. Those survivors of the Spring and Autumn Period who fled from the Central Plains to the grasslands have gradually gained a foothold after twenty years of growth. They have a vague tendency to become too powerful to be removed. In fact, His Majesty is not without concerns about this. In the entire four provinces of the Southern Dynasty, the power of the civil officials is deeply intertwined. Even the Long Guan Clan, who has always been extremely xenophobic, has to lower their status and marry them in order to secure their position. This is enough to show the great influence of the nobles of the Central Plains. In the long run, I'm afraid that the survivors of the Southern Dynasty will turn from knives to swords.
Even if they have a knife, they will still hurt themselves. "Yelu Dongchuang grinned, like a wild wolf baring its teeth. It was especially creepy and creepy." In this case, as long as Beiliang has the courage to mobilize the main force of Liangzhou in the Qingyuan region and rush to Liuzhou, we can let them invade the hinterland of the Southern Dynasty. After all, those who die are inextricably linked to the survivors of the Spring and Autumn Period. We can just take it as helping the grasslands to eliminate some hidden dangers. It's fine if they kill by mistake. In the end, the Western Capital's temple will be completely clean. It's equivalent to the cavalry of Beiliang helping His Majesty to be the executioner. The Taiping Decree is really ruthless. "
Tuoba Qiyun sighed with emotion in a low voice. "This kind of method, maybe he learned it from the people of the Central Plains."
Yelu Dongchuang curled his lips. "When we take over the Central Plains, I'll definitely make those scholars suffer and make them disgrace themselves!"
Chun Jubo did not answer. He only glanced at the majestic and silent silhouette of North Resisting City. It was like a mainstay standing before the flood of the grassland cavalry. It quietly gathered the vigorous fate of the Central Plains in the past eight hundred years.
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Within the siege of Beimang's Western Capital, an old woman with a hunched back walked under the walls. Her small and slow steps just happened to step on the boundary between the afterglow of the setting sun and the thick shadows.
Beside the old woman silently followed the Taiping Decree of the Chess and Sword Music School. He was an Imperial Tutor and an old man whose ambition did not lie in North Resisting City in the northwest but in Great Peace City in the Central Plains.
The old man suddenly said, "Why does His Majesty not allow Yelu Dongchuang to stay in Gusai to stop the cavalry of Liuzhou? Dong Jubo King Jingchong pulled back ten thousand cavalry from the border of Liyang and Liao. Before the defeat at Old Woman Mountain, it was enough to deal with Yu Luandao's Youzhou cavalry. But now, it is inevitable that it is beyond their power. Although the collapse of the Southern Dynasty does not affect the overall situation, it is still for His Majesty's sake. Even if the older generation of Hong Jia people have retired from the officialdom, there is no lack of smart people. Perhaps they will be wary because of this. "
The old woman who did not have anyone to support her staggered forward. She coldly said, "I heard Li Mixi say that Wang Du has been well-behaved for twenty years. Recently, I don't know if it is the final radiance of the setting sun or if it is for the sake of his descendants, but he has secretly contacted many important people. It is better to be safe than sorry. Little Wang Jingchong, let him sacrifice his life for the country. In any case, when the time comes, I will just bestow a dozen Xianbei coins and give old Wang Du a great title. Compared to the younger generation, the older generation of people like Wang Du who have survived until now are more like thieves. Back then, I had already paid close attention to their subtle influence on the officialdom of the Southern Dynasty. Unexpectedly, I was still unable to stop their infiltration. I was kind enough to take them in and give them a bowl of rice to keep them alive. In the end, they left me with such a mess! "
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