There are court halls in the Northern Mang and Southern Dynasties. Although there is a capital city in Beiting, the Empress stays in the king's tent for two seasons in a year. The place where the king's tent is located is the center. It is a moving city made up of countless tents of different sizes. . And the most honorable old lady in the world lived in a tent, enjoying the golden color exclusively, so she was like a huge golden spider crawling on the grassland, competing for glory with the sun. When this golden king's tent appeared in Gusai Prefecture, the temples of the Southern Dynasty were suddenly eclipsed. All the honorable officials gathered around the king's tent, quietly waiting for the summoning of the empress. , Hong Jingyan, the co-lord of the Rouran Iron Cavalry, the festival-holder of the two states of Gusai and Longyao, and the great general Liu Gui and Yang Yuanzan of the Southern Dynasties, these great figures who called the wind and rain in the Southern Dynasties can all be relatively adjacent to the Golden Tent. Today, the empress of Beimang is anxious for the officials from the north and the south, and routinely draws dust to discuss matters. Everyone sits on an embroidered pier and goes around in a circle. There is no distinction between high and low seats. However, the white-haired but hale and hearty old woman still sat north and looked south like the emperor of the Central Plains, with the Chess and Sword Yuefu Taiping Order on the left, and Tuoba Bodhisattva, the army god of the Northern Mang, on the right. If people line up next to each other in order, the civil and martial arts are confused, and there is no such clear distinction between civil and military confrontation as in the Liyang Chaotang.
As Dong Zhuo became the Great King of the South Courtyard, his position became closer to Empress Murong, but he was still separated from such a prominent noble and powerful official as Murong Baoding, the governor of Juzizhou. With his thick fingers, he counted how many seats he was short of His Majesty the Emperor. Anyway, in the Southern Dynasties, he was already the biggest official. However, there are still many old men named Yelu or Murong who have the surnames of the two royal families in the Northern Court. The latrine doesn’t shit, even if the old ones are dizzy and can’t straighten their backs, they still insist on participating in this gray discussion. Dong Zhuo looked at a smiling old man. If he remembers correctly, the old man was called Yelu Hongcai, he did a few feats when he was young, but there has been no movement in these years. The old guy is laughing silly at Dong Zhuo. , As a result, Dong Zhuo's face stiffened from laughing, but the smile on the other side was still so lively, Dong Zhuo was defeated, rubbed his cheeks, and stretched out his thumb to the old man, with a cruel expression on his face. Yelu Hongcai kept smiling and picked his nose, the old man did not hide his pride at all. Dong Zhuo couldn't help but rolled his eyes, this guy is the tumbler who was under the care of the three dynasties of Beimang? When the Holy Zong Yelu Manjushri was dying, the old man was ordered to be present with six people, and the seat was at the bottom. When Shenzong died, among the five people present, Yelu Hongcai was the third. When the first emperor died, he was present with General Yelu Shulie, Central Plains adherent Xu Huainan, Tuoba Bodhisattva, and Murong Baoding, ranking second.
next? Dong Zhuo subconsciously turned his head to look at Her Majesty the Empress.
In the large circle surrounded by the crowd, there was a cloth map covering the two major territories of Liyang Gyeonggi and Guangling Road. When Dong Zhuo was fighting with the old man Yelu Hongcai, the Empress had already discussed with several generals to take over. In the future trend of the battle, everyone is optimistic about Xichu's short-term explosive power, but still does not think that Xichu can succeed, and it is absolutely impossible to successfully restore the country. The empress mainly asked the generals how short this "short term" is, a few months or half a year ? Or can they stay in stalemate until next autumn? Then, under various possibilities, he asked the civil servants how much the Liyang court's treasury would be reduced by. During the discussion of the overall situation, several young people from Western Chu also came to the ears of the Empress Beimang, among which Xie Xizhen was the most, as many as four times, Kou Jianghuai followed closely, three times, so that the empress was hooked I became interested, but in the end, it just ended with the sentence "I was born in the wrong place at the right time, it's a pity". The generals in Beimang in the tent agreed that the Eastern Front presided over by Cao Changqing and the battle with Guangling King Zhao Yi will still win, but the key to the future depends on the coach of the Liyang Zhao family to clean up the mess, Lu Shengxiang who has suffered from constraints , or Lu Baijie, Minister of the Ministry of War, who was ordered in the face of danger, or even Gu Jiantang, the confidant of Beimang, who was further north, the big trouble. From Taiping Ling's point of view, the Liyang court looked down on Western Chu too much, and the Ministry of War did not have Gu Jiantang in command. Compared with the speed of the Liyang court twenty years ago, it was a world of difference. But Taiping Ling was also worried, saying that the more Liyang was beaten by Xi Chu, the more concentrated and intense the military power in Gu Jiantang's hands would be in the future. In the long run, it could be regarded as mixed.
Dong Zhuo didn't get involved in this discussion with few objections. When Fatty Dong saw His Majesty raised her hand, not only the worst group of civil servants with third ranks, but also a large group of domineering people who had eyes higher than the top. It can be said that almost everyone was refreshed, and Dong Zhuo also restrained his expression, only to see four young female officers carrying out another map and laying it on top of the original map. When the extremely detailed painted map appeared in everyone's field of vision, Dong Zhuo saw that even Yelu Hongcai, a toothless tiger, narrowed his eyes, leaned forward slightly, and carefully stared at the map that was three feet long and three feet wide. . Probably because of his weak eyesight, the old man stood up slowly and walked a few steps forward. He was the only one who could bring an attendant into the account to participate in the discussion. At that time, the attendant behind Yelu Hongcai tried to help him, but was caught The old man waved his hand and refused.
As Yelu Hongcai got up solemnly, most of the nobles in Beimang did not dare to sit still, but left Xiudunzi with the old man.
That is a big picture of a reckless situation!
Originally, there were still a few people who hadn't stood up until Empress Murong stood up, and they got up with them. The old woman's face did not have the previous leisurely look at the situation, and she said in a deep voice: "I know that even now, there are still people I want to fight the Eastern Front first, thinking that as long as I eat the Eastern Front that has not yet been fully formed in Gu Jiantang's hands, I can drive south and occupy Tai'an City of the Liyang Dynasty in one fell swoop, I think this is a wise move once and for all."
As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere in the king's tent suddenly became solemn, and the faces of many generals and festival officials were a little ugly.
The old woman suddenly laughed at herself, "Some people think that the reason why I insist on fighting on the western front is to get angry with that dead guy Xu Xiao."
Dong Zhuo couldn't help laughing out loud, but was stared at more than a dozen times by the big men in the tent. The ordinary officials in Beimang were frightened. Fatty Dong raised his head and picked his nose like Yelu Hongcai.
The old woman continued to laugh and said: "You think so, so you think so. It doesn't matter. I just want to tell you one thing today. The decision to fight on the Western Front cannot be changed. Anyone who objects is fine. I will give you one last chance. Now get out of this tent..."
Soon, several old people from Wang Ting sneered at the same time, walked out of the king's tent together, and all these old people were once eagles on the grassland, each bearing the surname of Yelu, and they still hold considerable military power. , which resembles the patriarchal vassal of the Liyang Dynasty. The system of the Northern Mang Royal Court is loose, with each acting in its own way and accepting the constraints of the emperor only in name. Nor can it be settled after autumn. In the eyes of these old people, only the Eastern Front can be profitable. The Western Front? Beiliang's 300,000 soldiers and horses are all killed, so what? Beiliang, a place where birds don't shit, is not even as good as those places with fertile water and grass on their own grasslands. They are marching south. It is the Beimang child who knows the rugged roads of Xishu. He is a person who has never been out of the unified Central Plains. The emperor's land is an area where the Northern Mang cavalry must dismount to fight. This way, many people died, but the things they got were pitifully small. Who would like it? You old woman is willing to listen to the instigation of that bullshit peace order, we will not accompany you!
As these unruly "Yelü Princes" strode away one after another, three out of ten of the king's tents were gone. Fortunately, none of the festival-holders and generals in the Southern Dynasty left, and Tuoba Bodhisattva was always standing by the empress's side.
Yelu Hongcai didn't move at all, staring at the map, the old man didn't move, there were seven or eight big men in their fifties and sixties who were about to make a move, but they still stayed in the king's tent patiently.
Empress Murong's expression remained unchanged, she didn't look at those figures from behind, pinched a piece of charcoal with two fingers, looked at the map under her feet, stretched out one hand and pressed it down, and said with a smile: "Let's all sit down, let's It's time to sit in the country ahead of time. After all, except for a few young lads like our King of the South Courtyard, most of the people are not young anymore."
A group of people sat on the edge of the map, and the courtiers who were farther away from the old woman naturally sat on the Liyang map, and the southernmost one sat on Nanzhao.
After everyone was "seated", the empress joked, "I don't know how to use troops. I only know that our Beimang army of millions should not be able to line up on the border between the two states of Gusai and Longyao. The specific matters are still up to the Taiping Order." Let's talk about it."
Taiping Ling nodded, and walked to the map with charcoal, but did not go straight to the border of Liangmang, but squatted down near the east line, drew a half-arc with the top of the arc facing the interior of the grassland, and said calmly: " The restoration of the Western Chu State restrained the troops in the capital of Liyang, but Gu Jiantang's movements tended to move to the south and to hold back the troops. These two tendencies did not mean that Liyang would definitely stand by and watch. Let go of the past. We are different from the Liyang court who think about taking the best interests in everything. Everything should be based on the worst plan, that is, to take care of the bad situation where Jiantang sent troops to the north and the two lines echoed. Therefore, the old general Yelu Hongcai, as well as Helian Weiwu and Murong Baoding, the two season-holding adults, lead troops to pretend to suppress the situation. As long as Gu Jiantang has the courage to come out in full force, then we will show the corresponding courage, fight and retreat, and then retreat to our own On this arc drawn, until here, one step cannot be retreated!"
Helian nodded mightily, Murong Baoding remained silent.
The skinny Yelu Hongcai looked at the arc without refuting.
Taiping Ling paused, and said in a flat tone: "Next we also have two lines to fight, but not at the same time. The southern line will be handled by Dong Zhuo, the King of the Southern Court, and His Majesty will not interfere with each soldier. But before that, the North The line is our backyard in Beimang, and it will be cleaned up by the general Tuoba Bodhisattva. The targets are the tribes of the grasslands who have just walked out of the king's tent."
Yelu Hongcai's eyelids twitched, slowly raised his head, and asked hoarsely, "Your Majesty, wouldn't it be easy to kill them on the spot?"
Empress Bei Mang shook her head with a smile, and replied, "Too little."