Chapter 501
Chapter 501
"Your Highness? Which Your Highness?"
As soon as Wanyan Ling asked this question, she suddenly reacted and snatched the letter from the maid.
She hurriedly opened it.
Her fair little hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
In the letter, Shen Yuze's words and tone seemed very heavy to Wanyan Ling, even with a sense of accusation.
However, Wanyan Ling was not unhappy, but rather a little happy.
What she lacked most now was a direction.
And Shen Yuze's letter just provided the direction she needed.
After reading all the words, Wanyan Ling muttered to herself in an anxious tone.
"Shen Yuze, if your letter had come one day later, I would really have to go to Liaodong!"
Wanyan Ling's thoughts became clear in an instant, and she put away the letter immediately.
As she walked out of the palace courtyard, she told the maid beside her: "Go and tell all the generals to come to the Wenhua Hall to discuss matters!"
"Yes."
The maid's demeanor was not respectful because she felt it was unnecessary.
The main reason was that she was placed here by Shen Yuze, and was mainly responsible for intelligence communication and negotiation with Wanyan Ling.
This person was Hongluan, who had lived and died with Shen Yuze.
Originally in Qingyun Sword Sect, she taught disciples how to improve the killing power of swordsmanship, but then something happened in Liaojin.
Shen Yuze was not completely at ease with Wanyan Ling.
That's why he placed such a person beside her.
Hongluan was very reluctant, but thinking that it was Shen Yuze's intention, she had to stay no matter how reluctant she was.
Wanyan Ling also knew her identity.
Except for outsiders, most of the time they were like strangers to each other, and they were not monitored by Shen Yuze.
After a while, all the people summoned by Wanyan Ling arrived.
These warriors all thought that they were going to launch an offensive against Liaodong, but after hearing Wanyan Ling's words, they were almost all dumbfounded.
"Generals, the situation is pressing."
"I have considered for many days and still decided to continue to attack the Dayong Royal Court."
"In the battlefield of Nanliang, we will truly defeat Shen Yuchen's main force!"
This idea is correct.
But Wanyan Ling has already said that the situation is pressing, but it is not just the situation, there is also the factor of plague that needs to be considered!
There are also some military strategists in Liao and Jin.
They have carefully deduced that there is no possibility of winning a large-scale battle under the influence of plague.
Even if they can win, how much combat power will be lost?
Will the next battle be fought?
Wanyan Ling did not fail to consider this, but she did not want to be trapped like this anymore.
Today, we must be willing to sacrifice our flesh!
One general's success is the result of thousands of bones!
As long as we can take down Dayong, no matter how much it costs, it will be a very profitable business.
Wanyan Ling thought that he had no idea of sympathizing with the soldiers.
Previously, he was worried about too many casualties and was not confident about the outcome of the war, but the situation is different now.
To do anything, we need to adapt to local conditions!
"Khan! We can't march to the court of Dayong again!"
"The previous battles have proved that we need to use the lives of six soldiers to exchange for the life of one enemy!"
"If we continue to fight like this, in less than half a month, all the warriors of my Great Jin will die!"
The soldiers all knelt on the ground, they wanted to maintain the strategic idea of turning to attack Liaodong.
Wanyan Ling looked determined and his voice was cold.
"If you choose to attack Liaodong because you are worried about too much damage, I think it is understandable."
"But, it is understandable, it does not mean that I think you are right."
"Think carefully, if we attack Liaodong, what subtle impact will it have on the overall situation?"
"We will lose Shen Yuze's assistance, and will also completely attract the hatred of the Dayun Dynasty."
"So, it is simply unrealistic to rely on Liaodong to continue to mediate."
"Continue to attack the Dayong Royal Court, that is the best solution."
"As the saying goes, kindness cannot rule the army, and righteousness cannot rule the wealth."
"You are all veterans who are good at fighting. Don't you even understand this truth?"
The atmosphere fell into silence again. Wanyan Ling was right.
All the generals were not confident about attacking the Dayong Royal Court.
Wanyan Ling then said sternly: "No matter how many people die, we have to fight Shen Yuchen, instead of stabbing our allies in the back!"
"I still say that one general's success is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of people!"
"If you want to really control the situation, you must pay a price. It is worth it to exchange tens of thousands of lives for the birth of the Great Jin Dynasty!"
"Even if the Liao and Jin men are dead! We Liao and Jin women are still here!"
"Just like our ancestors, even if there are only 18 sets of helmets left,Armor, we must also make a name for ourselves in this vast land!"
"Today, we have more than eighteen sets of armor!"
The founder of the Liaojin Royal Court was indeed a figure who was no less than Dayun Taizu.
Relying only on eighteen sets of armor, he fought hard for the Liaojin tribe outside the Great Wall.
If it weren't for the rise of the Dayun Dynasty at that time, the Liaojin would have been on the verge of death.
The ancestors of the Liaojin would probably have gone south to swallow up half of the country.
Therefore, the number "eighteen" is mysterious in the eyes of all Liaojin people.
When Wanyan Ling mentioned it, all the generals showed fierceness on their faces.
One of the rough-looking men stepped forward and called their Khan Wanyan Ling by his name.
"Wanyan Ling! Among all the Khans of the Great Jin Dynasty, only you dare to mention eighteen sets of armor!"
"And you are a woman! This makes me ashamed! But I, Adianmu, obey you! ”
“Since you are determined to kill Zhou Yong, I, Adianmu, will follow you from now on!”
Each ethnic group has its own blood.
The Dayun people born in the Central Plains have it, and the Liaojin people who came out of the bitter cold land also have it.
Under this blood, no one is weaker than anyone else.
All the generals completely gave up the idea of going south.
They tied their armor tightly and said in unison: "Khan! We Liaojin men will lead the way! We will defeat Zhou Yong! "
Niyong is the name given by the Celestial Empire to foreign states.
Zhouyong is more equal and reasonable.
From this moment on, the Liaojin army had some idealism similar to Dayun.
The 160,000 troops were fully prepared within one day and rushed to the battlefield of Nanliang.
As soon as the army moved, both Dayun and Dayong got the news.
Shen Yuze, who was personally stationed in Beixu City, saw the battle report submitted by the Zhenfu Division, and his mouth corners slightly raised.
"Wanyan Ling still didn't let me down."
"In this case, as an ally, you have to support us."
"Otherwise it would be too insidious! "
Shen Yuze immediately gave the order.
All 30,000 defenders of Beixu City set out, with light cavalry and infantry as the main force, and rushed towards the tail of Tianshan Mountain on the same day.
At the same time, at the top of the endless Tianshan Mountain.
A graceful girl in white was also overlooking the scene.
Behind her were countless ferocious monsters.
"Everyone, let's go and get a share of the pie."
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