The capital city, which had continuous showers a few days ago, suddenly became hot.

This silent, abnormal sultry feeling is like summer is coming again. If you do something a little, you will sweat.

Emperor Song Gan summoned the Shangshu Right Pushe and the Secretary of the Central Secretariat Pingzhang and other important officials, including Han Xi and the Left Pushe Cheng Dehou, to urgently discuss military and national affairs.

He looked at the ministers and said, "What should we do now?"

Han Xi, the right servant of Shangshu, kept wiping his sweat: "First... we should gather troops and retreat to the upper reaches of the Huanghe River to prevent the barbarians from moving south along the Huanghe River. As long as... as long as we persist until the snow covers the mountain, at least before the flowers bloom next spring, the capital will be safe..."

Song Gan said angrily: "Isn't this what the treacherous prime minister Ning Jiang was doing? How can I do it now?"

Han Xi trembled: "There are also...there are also implementation of the Baojia method, recruiting militias and distributing weapons. Once the capital crisis occurs, the world will be responsible for the king..."

Song Gan stared at him tightly: "Isn't this what Ning Jiang is doing? Half a month ago, you said that this new law harms the country and the people, and will not make a hundred-year plan for our Great Zhou."

"Things, things are so far... I can only do this!" Han Xi continued to wipe his sweat. "In addition... in addition... in addition... in addition, it is to abolish the class law, focus on military merits, promote military generals... in addition... in addition... in order to prepare for the south hunting, be prepared for any danger... and temporarily give up the Southwest to suppress the rebellion..."

Song Gan slapped the table and stood up, picked up the pen and inkstone in his right hand, and was about to smash it at Han Xi. Han Xi was so scared that he knelt on the ground and cried: "The old minister is incompetent, the old minister is incompetent, please forgive your majesty. Apart from these... there is really no better way."

In front of the emperor, Cheng Dehou and others knelt down, lowered their bodies, and could not speak. Only now did they truly realize that the new law that was abolished by them these days was the best way to counter the barbarians. However, if they did it now, it would probably be too late.

The whole morning, Song Gan spent the whole morning in a daze.

Later, he could no longer remember what these important officials said, or even they themselves didn't know what they were doing.

He only saw these people swaying in front of him like headless flies. They were pale, sweating like rain, and buzzing like flies, but they lost the sound of the past. They kept offering suggestions, but after all, he found that the useful ones were what he was still wanted by the traitor who was now wanted by him in the sea capture document, but now he has abolished them.

At some point, he shouted out of the important officials and left the hall in a daze. Before he could get on the dragon chariot, he wandered in the palace with his head empty. The guards and eunuchs followed him with the dragon chariot, and did not dare to say a word.

He raised his head and the hall in front was magnificent. The dragon son "kiss" made of thirteen yellow glazed tiles faced each other at the two ends of the eaves, as if he wanted to swallow the entire ridge of the hall. The hot sun hung high above the hall, and the golden light made his eyes hurt.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty?" An old eunuch who had served him for many years called him softly in his ear.

He suddenly remembered something and turned to the dragon chariot. The old eunuch said beside the sedan chair, "Where is Your Majesty going?"

"Go to the Queen Mother."

The dragon chariot went to the deep palace. The old eunuch held the whisk and stepped on his legs and hurriedly followed the dragon chariot. Song Gan closed his eyes in the sedan chair and remembered the night with a thunderous sound.

The dragon chariot stopped, and the old eunuch called him by the sedan chair. He suddenly woke up and got off the dragon chariot, and found that he had arrived at the residence of the empress dowager. The weather was so hot that it was so hot that it made people confused. Everything along the way seemed to be dreaming. He stepped into the hall and saw his mother at first sight.

Empress Dowager Zhou is not very old. She is only about thirty years old at this moment. She is well maintained and still looks beautiful. She greeted her: "Master, how can you come to Ai's house at this time?"

Song Gan hesitated for a moment and suddenly asked, "My mother, what are the notes on the ground that night... are there any left?" When he asked this, he was weak. As the dignity of the young emperor and the face of the Great Zhou emperor seemed to have been stripped clean at this moment.

He remembered that at that time, he seemed to see what the late emperor said to him again. The late emperor held the thick fold in front of him and said to him:-

——"These are the memorials that Ning Jiang wrote to me these days. Every idea and every idea he has written clearly. When you go to the south, take a look at them carefully. Think about it, I don't need you to learn half of his skills, but at least you must know what is truly applied to what you have learned."

Empress Dowager Zhou shook her head silently at him. As the last evidence, how could she let the notes remain? She seemed to see the blood of her husband in the stove, like gray butterflies, breaking and flying in the fire, as if mocking something, as if metaphorizing something. They are so mysterious, they are obviously lifeless memorizations, but at the moment they are burned, she seemed to smell the smell of death.

Looking at the mother who was shaking her head, Song Gan smiled bitterly, yes, how could he expect those things to be kept at this time? He turned around and walked out of the hall in a daze. Regardless of the mother's cry behind him, he looked up at the vicious sun in autumn, this world, this world, in his eyes, everything became abnormal...

In the last few days of September, a large number of barbarian soldiers were countless, from Xiaqiu and Helan Mountain to the south. At the same time, there were countless barbarian women and young people migrated from Yinchuan to the northern states that fell into the hands of the barbarians.

Immediately afterwards, the barbarians began to launch a general attack on the millions of Chinese troops approaching the northern states with a prairie fire. The Chinese side suffered a bigger defeat than a few months ago, with countless casualties.

While gathering troops and horses, the Chinese imperial court regained the Baojia Technique, but it was too late. The barbarian "Leopard King" Chashi and personally led the powerful generals of the enemy Lie, the witch Xiao Gu, and hundreds of thousands of barbarian generals to sweep north of the Huanghe River with an unstoppable force. Luzhou, Caizhou, Bingzhou, Luzhou and other generals were all in the hands of the barbarians. They were originally gathered in the upper reaches of the Huanghe River by the treacherous prime minister Ningjiang, but because the new emperor intended to recapture the four prefectures, the millions of Chinese troops were forced to disperse north. In the continuous escape, they almost died.

Later, barbarian generals Li Hu and Meng Yu led more than 100,000 troops to defeat Huozhou, Xingyangzhou, Chengzhou and Suizhou from the upper reaches of the Huanghe River. The new emperor ordered the world to serve the king, and the troops from each prefecture went north to rescue the capital. Li Hu soldiers suppressed Haojing, and Meng Yu took turns to defeat the Yingzhou soldiers who came to rescue the capital, 320,000 soldiers, Pingzhou soldiers, and 200,000 soldiers, Wu, Jing, Ru, Chang and other state forces. The Chinese officers and soldiers continued to gather and were defeated. In just half a month, the capital was in a devastating disaster that was suppressed by the barbarian soldiers.

The sea arrest document wanted to enslave Xiang Ningjiang was quietly removed from all states and prefectures. Xu Xiusheng, who was ordered to return home, was hurriedly invited back. Various militias who were urgently compiled and collected for the re-issuing of weapons, were sent to the battlefield without time to train, and were constantly defeated and massacred. The mountains and rivers changed, and China was panicked.

***

In Suizhou and Shechuan City, the barbarian general Meng Yu sat in the temporarily cleared government office, listening to the good news coming from all directions.

Although Meng Yu was tall and burly, like other barbarians, he looked quite quiet.

Among the barbarians, he does not belong to any tribe, but belongs to the Wuxiang Shencai Zongbei. Shencai Zongbei, Leopard King Chashe, and Falcon Yueliduo are the three giants under the tiger master. Among these three giants, Shencai Zongbei is undoubtedly the most insidious one and the one with the deepest understanding of China.

The continuous integration of various barbarian tribes, but they are always persevering, hiding their troops, and showing weakness to China as always was due to the Shen Ce Zongbei's plan. In this continuous forbearance, they finally waited for the loss of Chinese literary spirit.

It is precisely because of the master's understanding of China that Meng Yu in the past also had various envy of Chinese civilization. These people have the most fertile land, the most magnificent buildings, and the most civilized etiquette. The upper class of them does not need to lead troops to fight, do not need to live and die, and can enjoy the best wine, collect the most expensive jewelry, and have the most beautiful women.

But it is precisely because they envy these people's lives, Meng Yu looked down on them from the bottom of their hearts. After all, this world is a world where the strong prey on the weak. These people, under the blessings of their ancestors, enjoy the glory and wealth that they do not deserve at all, but in essence, they are just a group of boasting parasites.

The last time he led his troops south, Meng Yu had clearly seen the weakness of these people, so weak that they could be described as vulnerable. Although in the end, the defeat of Mu Bugu, a powerful general under Xie Zhanlu, surprised him a little, but in his opinion, he was just a little girl who was a powerful man, who knew how to beat him a few times.

After the last retreat, Meng Yu originally thought that the people in China had finally become smart. He had been observing the movements on the side of China, focusing on military generals, and raising all the people to all the soldiers. He voluntarily gave up most of the land north of the Huanghe River, gathered troops in the upper reaches of the Huanghe River, and strengthened fortifications in various fortresses. These practices were obviously to use the ice and snow that would be brought to block the main force of the barbarians and drag the subsequent decisive battle until next year.

Meng Yu had to admit that there were people on the Chinese side who could see the situation clearly. After all, the Great Zhou Dynasty had the best craftsmen. The last time he went south, Meng Yu and Xie Zhanlu were blocked by the Chinese general named Qiu De using powerful fortifications, until Qiu De finally gave up the defense and took the initiative to attack. One of the main reasons why Mu Bugu ended in a crushing defeat was that he was forced to fight a siege battle that the barbarian side was not very good at, and he suddenly lost more than half of his troops.

However, just when he thought that Huaxia could see the situation clearly, the opponent foolishly gave up the defense and pushed the army that had originally gathered in the upper reaches of the Huanghe River to the north, and then they were constantly defeated like a person being sent to death. These stupid enemies were still unable to see the situation clearly, or in other words, if they lost the so-called literary spirit, these people would not fight at all.

The wars over the past ten days can only be described as ridiculous and boring. After the entire grand strategy went wrong, Huaxia faced an almost disastrous situation on the one hand. Even Li Hu, who was called a murderer among the barbarians, was like an arrow that no one could do, and directly rushed to the capital of China. In order to rescue the capital and rescue their so-called emperor, the Chinese army could only keep coming, but was easily defeated and defeated by him.

From the perspective of the barbarians, the Chinese army's tactics are ridiculous to the extreme. Only the strong can rule the world. The Chinese emperor in the capital who cannot even protect himself has no need to protect him. However, in the eyes of these Chinese people, the person who is called the emperor is the supreme symbol of the entire Chinese, and is the Lord who must go to rescue no matter what. This forces those people to come and fight with him that those people are not good at, and then they are defeated in waves.

As such, there is no need to wait until next spring is coming, and this winter... they will be able to conquer the entire China, right?

Meng Yu's mouth showed a disdainful sneer. This was really a huge but stupid country. Under that huge and bloated appearance, all gathered were people who were as weak as ants. These people were not worthy of having such fertile land, not worthy of occupying such vast mountains and rivers, and even were not qualified to live in this world.

Even though his heart was full of disdain, Meng Yu still listened carefully to the battle reports from all sides. Five hundred cavalrymen from his own side encountered 20,000 enemy troops, and the enemy defeated without fighting. Sixty thousand enemies gathered from the south, and were defeated by us. He was surrounded by 130,000 troops in the west, and he did not dare to step forward, but was defeated by us... Such a battle report can almost be described as boring. In the thousands of miles of Yinchuan in the north, Meng Yu had never fought such an easy battle.

At this moment, he picked up a report and frowned slightly... The whereabouts of the fifty scouts sent to the south were unknown.

Did he meet an enemy? He was somewhat surprised. On the battlefield where even if the enemy saw his scouts, he might not have been defeated for a long time.

He snorted coldly and simply sent another cavalry of thousands to check in the direction the scouts were searching.

One day later, the whereabouts of the thousand cavalry were unknown. In the next few days, more scouts were lost after being sent. At the same time, small groups of barbarian soldiers who were sent to rob and grab various food and materials needed for winter were attacked one after another. Although the losses were not large, Meng Yu began to frown...
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