Cui Li, on the other hand, was holding the power in the court. Many officials reported to Wanyan Shouxu, but Cui Li went beyond his duties and directly dealt with it in public. Wanyan Shouxu was so carefree that he turned a blind eye to such a serious matter.
The country belongs to your Wanyan family, and you don’t care. Why do I care?
Wanyan Shouxu was such a mediocre, upright and selfless official that there were basically no more officials. Naturally, the remaining officials would not offend Cui Li, so they just pretended not to see Cui Li's lawless behavior.
"Report, eight hundred miles urgent, eight hundred miles urgent."
Cui Lizheng was handling government affairs with great satisfaction, but was interrupted by a hurried voice.
Cui Li was dissatisfied and said with a straight face: "Why are you so panicked? How rude is it!"
The official who came in to report the news was named Zhao Jiaer. He was startled and knelt down directly to Cui Li to apologize.
Seeing that he was quite sensible, Cui Li's face became a little better and he asked, "What happened?"
Zhao Jiaer said: "Returning to the envoy, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty ordered the Northern Expedition and raised an army of 600,000 to fight to the death with me, Dajin. Now I am afraid that the Northern Expedition army is already on the way."
With a "boom", as soon as Zhao Jiaer said these words, the court exploded. All the officials looked frightened. Some of the timid ones even held up their skirts and wanted to leave, but when they reached the entrance of the hall,
It stopped, and the embarrassment returned;
Wanyan Shouxu was not much better than them. The wine glass in his hand fell directly to the ground, and the wine spilled all over the floor.
Wanyan Shouxu hurriedly walked up to the official who reported the news and asked: "What do you mean, the Song Dynasty wants to expedition to the north?"
Zhao Jiaer took out the document, raised it high above his head, and said: "Yes, Master Lang, their emperor has issued a message for the Northern Expedition. Here is the content of the message. I would like to ask Master Lang to read it."
Wanyan Shouxu took the document and looked at it. He was so frightened that he immediately fell down on the ground. His eyes were lifeless and he murmured: "Six hundred thousand, six hundred thousand, what can I do? What can I do?"
After listening to Wanyan Shouxu's words, all the officials looked at Cui Li, as if they were saying: "Now that you are the most powerful official, what do you want to do? If you want to die and you are the most powerful official, you die first."
Cui Li realized for the first time that having a high official position was not necessarily a good thing. Just like now, he couldn't pretend to be stupid and get through.
However, Cui Li didn't just blow it off. He had some determination. He said to Wanyan Shouxu: "Master Lang, don't worry. The Emperor of Song Dynasty said he would send 600,000 troops. How is this possible?
Even if it were to die, the Song State would not be able to provide so many soldiers and horses, and the 600,000-strong army would still need at least three to four million civilians to transport food, grass, and baggage. Even if the Song State had a large number of people, it would never be able to do so, so I surrendered.
It is concluded that the Emperor of Song is bluffing, and their troops will not exceed one hundred thousand at most."
Wanyan Shouxu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Six hundred thousand sounds scary, but one hundred thousand is much better.
So Wanyan Shouxu regained a little energy, and then on Cui Li's suggestion, he began to issue orders, asking all states and governments to prepare and strictly guard the city. At the same time, he issued orders to mobilize troops and assemble troops.
However, strength is strength. Even if you hide it deliberately, you can't hide it. What's more, the Song Army has no intention of hiding it at all. So as the Northern Expedition army crossed the Huaihe River, the overwhelming Song Army was revealed. The Kingdom of Jin finally knew that the Song Army
The strength is so terrifying, the 600,000 soldiers and horses are definitely not bluffing.
At this time, everyone in the Jin Kingdom, from the imperial court officials to the traders and foot soldiers, were in a panic. Everyone knew one thing. If the Song Kingdom came with one hundred and eighty thousand, there would still be a fight.
600,000 yuan is coming, how can we fight?
Moreover, the Song Dynasty really knows how to choose the right time. They came just after Monk Wanyan Chen was executed. Isn't this taking advantage of others' danger?
It was only at this time that Wanyan Shouxu understood the importance of Monk Wanyan Chen. He got angry more than once and regretted executing Monk Wanyan Chen. If Monk Wanyan Chen was still alive, at least there would still be hope.
As the Song army crossed the river, bad news one after another flew towards Kaifeng like snowflakes.
"Report, Xi County has fallen."
"Report, Queshan has fallen."
"Report, Mian County has fallen."
"Report, the fall of Yingzhou.",,,
Facing the fall of more and more cities, even though Wanyan Shouxu repeatedly issued troop deployment orders, he could not keep up with the Song army's attack speed. Many Jin soldiers rushing to rescue had not yet arrived, and the cities in need of rescue were captured by the Song army.
"Idiots, we are all idiots, you are all idiots."
Wanyan Shouxu couldn't control his emotions anymore, he yelled fiercely, but little did he know that his behavior made the courtiers even more flustered.
Cui Li stepped forward and said: "Master Lang, please calm down. I have ordered Wanyan Zhongde to lead 50,000 troops to resist Meng Gong. Wanyan Zhongde comes from a family of generals and is brave and good at fighting. With him, he will surely defeat Meng Gong."
, to turn the tide.”
When Wanyan Shouxu heard that Wanyan Zhongde only had 50,000 troops, he said: "Why are there only 50,000 men? Meng Gong's army has 150,000 men. And even if he resisted Meng Gong, there are still two other groups."
Song Jun, what should they do?"
Cui Li looked calm and calm, and said: "Master Lang, don't worry, Zhao Fan's army has already ordered Yan Chenglin to lead 30,000 troops to resist, and Yu Jie's army has also ordered Guo Xiabao to lead 20,000 troops to resist.
, with the two of them here, Song Jun would definitely do nothing for a while.
After procrastinating for a while, the morale of the Song Army is exhausted. By then, as long as we defeat any of their armies, we can scare off the other two armies. By then, the Song Army's Northern Expedition will be aborted. We will not only be able to defend the country, but also
We can take the opportunity to counterattack the Song Dynasty and plunder their wealth and land."
Although Cui Li was talking eloquently, he was actually very panicked.
Cui Li is now the Privy Council Envoy of the Kingdom of Jin and the Right Prime Minister. He can be said to be the master of the military and political power. Others do not know the foundation of the Kingdom of Jin, but he knows it.
Just now Wanyan Zhongde, Wanyan Chenglin, and Guo Xiabao brought a total of 100,000 troops. This can be said to be almost all the power that the Jin Kingdom can mobilize. If they lose, the Jin Kingdom will be completely finished.
Why can the mighty Jin Kingdom only mobilize 100,000 troops?
This is actually not surprising at all. There were not many people in the Jin Kingdom. The Mongolian army attacked the Jin Kingdom before, and that time it almost killed the Jin Kingdom. If it were not for the possession of the war god by monk Wanyan Chen, the Jin Kingdom would have already
It has been destroyed, but now it can bring out 100,000 people, but it is still a patchwork, and many of them are just bad flutes.
With Cui Li's character, he should have run away long ago in such a situation. The reason why he didn't run away now is simply because he still had some hope that another "Monk Wanyan Chen" would appear.
Seeing that Cui Li's words were clear and logical, Wanyan Shouxu couldn't help but feel relieved. After that, he rarely went to the Ancestral Temple to pay homage to his ancestors, hoping to receive their blessings.