The King of Rencheng quietly looked at the emperor.
The young emperor had no expression on his face, and under his helmet there was a tough and heroic face. He suddenly felt a little horrified: the expression on this face was really too complicated: Luo Jia, Empress Dowager Feng, Emperor Hongwen...
The shadows of everyone were superimposed on it. Especially the eyes, eyebrows, and the expression of decisive decisions... He strongly felt that this young man could not afford to offend him. He would better obey him completely.
All opinions and judgments were all within his expectations.
Only three generations of emperors have an outstanding talent.
Seeing the ministers kneeling all over the ground, he remained silent: "I know you have worked hard, but the military situation is like fire. Even if you fight to the last one, you have to defend the front line. What do you think?"
There are many people who are excited about military affairs, but few are truly willing to sacrifice their lives for it.
Besides, many Xianbei nobles have been staying in Pingcheng and rarely competed. Moreover, the combat methods of the Southern Dynasties were different from those of the northern desert. When they were trapped in wet weather, the role of horses could not be played so much. It was hard to do so.
Words and metaphors.
Who would be willing to do so even though he knew that the army was attacking far away and died in vain?
But the emperor kept urging: "Everyone, why are you kneeling down?"
The Xianbei minister in charge could not help but: "Your Majesty, we strongly request to go to Luoyang..."
"Don't you agree with treating Luoyang as Xindu? Why do you have to go now? I think it's better to forget it, it's important to be in a hurry..."
His emperor brother also spoke out: "Brother, we really can't stand it anymore. Please allow us to go to Luoyang."
The Rencheng King shouted: "What are you going to Luoyang for? Leave military information alone?"
An old minister burst into tears: "Your Majesty, I am already in my seventies. When I was young, I also served the country and fought against the west. Now I am so old, my body is no longer as good as those young people. The old minister
With a bold suggestion, let Wang Su, Jia Xiu and others fight on the front line, let us stay in Luoyang to raise food and grass for them..."
The King of Rencheng was angry: "What's wrong with you? Or are you Xianbei people? Why did you become so greedy and afraid of death?"