PFC Chapter 145 The teacher returns to the court
Chapter 145 The teacher returns to the court
Xie Beiyu died and Ulan City was broken.
The Northern Rong army of 100,000 was now less than 20,000.
When the battle report at the border reached the court of Beirong, the Beirong Emperor He Yuan was so sad and angry that he vomited blood on the spot.
He covered his chest with one hand and pointed at the civil and military officials in the court with the other. His voice was trembling, but still full of majesty.
"Recruit soldiers, recruit soldiers immediately..."
"Issue an order. All men between thirteen and seventy, from the Northern Rong, must enlist immediately and rush to the front lines to defend the country and resist foreign enemies."
"Those who disobey orders will be killed!"
Before this, the Beirong recruitment requirements were that the men had to be between 18 and 60 years old and capable of fighting.
As soon as the notice came out, a timid old man, upon hearing that he had to go to the battlefield at such an old age, was so frightened that he couldn't breathe and died on the spot.
However, there were also many young men who rushed to the battlefield that night with high morale and valor.
However, the morale of the Zhenbei Army was high, and with the support of gunpowder weapons and a steady supply of food and grass from the rear, they were unstoppable.
Xie Qinchuan and his son led the Zhenbei Army all the way north, and in just two months, they captured twenty-two cities in Beirong.
Since then, Dayue has captured 25 cities in Beirong and occupied half of Beirong's territory.
Now, the Emperor of Beirong was completely panicked, and hurriedly sent envoys to Western Jin and Southern Shu to persuade the two countries to join Beirong in fighting against Dayue.
The emperors of Western Jin and Southern Shu said that if they had dared to make a few moves in the past, now Dayue seemed to be assisted by God, invincible and unstoppable.
I heard that the magic weapon developed by Dayue could blow thousands of soldiers to pieces in an instant, and the thousand-pound city gates were like nothing in front of them. It was shocking and terrifying.
They are so busy trying to keep their tails between their legs that they don't even want to join in the fun.
It was also Beirong's own fault. Instead of having peaceful diplomatic relations and living a good life with the four major countries, they had to invade and occupy the territories of other countries. Now they have brought disaster upon themselves.
"We can't help, we can't do anything, and we can't afford to offend!"
With just one sentence, the Emperor of Beirong fainted on the dragon throne.
When the news reached Li Chenghe's ears, Li Chenghe also breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s not that they are afraid, but Dayue has experienced war for too long, twenty-eight years, a full twenty-eight years. The people of Dayue have struggled in war and poverty for twenty-eight years.
He didn't want to fight anymore. After this war was over, he wanted to establish a peaceful and prosperous era so that all the people could live and work in peace and have enough food and clothing.
……
Zhenbeihou Mansion.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were already very excited at this time.
"Xiangxiang, if this continues, Heng'er and the others will be back soon."
She originally thought that this war would take at least three to five years, but Xiangxiang is already twenty-one years old. By the time Heng'er returns from the battlefield, she will have become an old maid.
Looking at the future daughter-in-law in front of her, Bai felt both distressed and relieved. She was so sensible that it made her feel distressed, but seeing that she had no complaints and supported Heng'er wholeheartedly, she felt very relieved. Heng'er was so lucky to have such a wife!
Lin Xiangxiang was of course extremely happy. Although she and Xie Beiheng would record videos of the supplies delivered every half a month or a month, after all, the person was not in front of her, and she could not touch or hug him.
They hadn't seen each other for half a year, and she missed him so much that she wanted to go to the front line with the people who were escorting the food supplies many times.
But she didn't know martial arts and was in poor health. She was afraid that if she went there, it would affect his fighting and also be a burden to the escort team. After a lot of ideological struggle, she finally endured it.
Lin Xiangxiang secretly calculated in her heart that according to this trend, the Zhenbei Army would be able to attack the Beirong capital, Moyan City, in less than two months.
Haha, two months, just wait another two months...
Wait, did she overlook something? It wasn't just two months!!
In ancient times, there were no airplanes or high-speed trains. It would take at least two months for the army to return to the capital from Mocheng!!!
Oh my god, I was so happy just now, but after doing the calculation, I became extremely depressed.
Bai didn't notice Lin Xiangxiang's fluctuating moods.
She was also thinking to herself that Heng'er would be back soon, so she had to quickly set a new wedding date.
If it is delayed for another year, not to mention the two young people who can't wait, she has been looking forward to holding her grandson for a long time.
"Xiangxiang, how about setting the wedding date in October? If it's too early, I'm worried Heng'er won't be able to come back. If it's too late, the weather will be too cold."
After spending half a year together, she knew that Xiangxiang was very afraid of the cold.
Lin Xiangxiang was a little absent-minded and only heard "October" and "too cold".
"Okay, just listen to Madam."
When Mrs. Bai heard this, she was even more delighted. She would definitely be able to hold her grandson next year!
We have to get the people in the mansion ready quickly.
……
As the days passed, Lin Xiangxiang counted down with her fingers every day.
Xie Beiheng was also eager to go home.
Within two months, he led the Zhenbei Army to advance triumphantly and captured 25 cities of Beirong one after another with a crushing force.
At this time, the mighty Zhenbei army had arrived at the foot of Moyan City.
Inside the palace.
The Northern Rong Emperor, He Yuan, lay on the dragon couch, his face haggard, his lips pale, and he was extremely weak. But his once dull eyes now gleamed with resentment and unwillingness.
He is unwilling to accept it, he cannot accept it!
The king of a fallen country, he became the king of a fallen country of Beirong!
Suddenly, as if using up his last bit of strength, he lifted half of his body from the bed, his face purple, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, and he roared at the top of his lungs:
"No, I'm not, I'm not."
"I am a wise ruler, I am a great hero!"
But as soon as he finished shouting, he fell back onto the bed weakly, gasping for breath.
"It is Heaven that wants to destroy me. It is Heaven that wants to destroy my Beirong..."
Was he wrong to send troops to invade Dayue? The weather in Beirong was harsh, the land was barren, and resources were scarce. If he didn't seize Dayue's land, food, and resources, how could the people of Beirong survive?
Since ancient times, which great emperor did not rely on expanding territory to exchange for national prosperity?
Emperor Dayue is incompetent and foolish, he is the wise ruler, he is the wise ruler!
But...but if he had not sent troops to attack Dayue, the Beirong people would not have sonless families now, and every household would not have white flags hanging. Although their life is not rich, it is peaceful and tranquil.
It’s him, it’s him…
Would those dead soldiers blame him? Would those Beirong people who lost their loved ones hate him?
Is he wrong? Is he really wrong?
Listening to the shouts and cries of killing outside, the sound of weapons clashing became clearer and clearer, approaching like a death spell.
"Whether it's wrong or not, there's no chance to regret it now..."
Xie Beiheng led the Zhenbei Army to break through the gate of Moyan City. The soldiers were in high spirits and marched forward like a surging tide, all the way into the palace.
Xie Beiheng wielded a red tasseled spear, sometimes sweeping across thousands of troops, sometimes striking directly at the enemy. The blood on the tip of the spear never dried for a moment, flowing all the way from the city gate to the entrance of the emperor's palace.
When he entered the palace with a spear in hand and an imposing manner, ready to capture He Yuan.
But He Yuan was seen lying on the dragon bed with a dagger stuck in his chest, having committed suicide.
Xie Beiheng was slightly shocked, but he did not feel too much emotion. He Yuan had been in power for many years, and Beirong had been invading Dayue for many years. Such a tyrant deserved to die!
Then, with great momentum, he shouted loudly:
"The Northern Rong Emperor is dead. Those who surrender will not be killed."
The sound was like a huge bell, resounding throughout the entire palace.
Upon hearing this, the members of the Northern Rong royal family and the remaining Northern Rong troops laid down their weapons and surrendered.
The situation is hopeless, the country is doomed!
"The Northern Rong are willing to submit to Dayue."
With these words full of helplessness and submission, this fierce war finally came to an end.
half a month later.
Except for some soldiers who needed to be stationed in Beirong, Xie Qinchuan led the rest of the Zhenbei Army and prepared to return to the court.
At this moment, two fast horses were galloping on the official road like arrows.
The horses' hooves kicked up clouds of dust. The man in the lead had a stern and resolute face, but his deep eyes sparkled with eager anticipation.