Tuoba Si did not dare to rest after leading his soldiers out of Pingyang. He ran all the way until his eldest son had time to rest.

At this time, the wounds on his face had solidified and formed scars. He was sitting on a haystack by the roadside, holding a large bowl in his hand, which contained a bowl of broth that the soldiers had just stewed.

"How many people have been gathered now?"

"Your Majesty, there are only ten thousand people."

The general who reported the report hurriedly said: "My subordinates will continue to go back and gather up. Most of the soldiers were injured during the retreat and were left behind. They will catch up soon."

Tuoba Si nodded when he heard this and motioned for him to go quickly.

As soon as he put the broth in the bowl into his mouth, Tuoba Si coughed violently.

This time was different from the past. Tuoba Si could clearly feel his heart in his chest trembling continuously as he coughed.

To hold on...

At this moment, Tuoba Si was like a gambler with only one chip left. He now wanted to use all his wealth for an opportunity.

"Send a letter to Xi Jin and Changsun Song in Hebei and ask them to bring their own soldiers to come to support!"

At this moment, Tuoba Si still held on to a glimmer of hope.

As long as he was given time to mobilize his army, the Northern Wei Dynasty was fully capable of fighting against the Song army again.

He could even use himself as bait to attract the Song army to move towards Hebei and go to his home court!

However, this plan was completely overturned by a piece of information within a few minutes.

Mu Guan and Qiu Dui were kneeling in shame in front of Tuoba Si, begging Tuoba Si for forgiveness.

Tuoba Si then realized that the two men's army had been blocked by Wang Zhongde, and their morale was also low at this time.

After receiving the news, Tuoba Si remained silent for a long time, and then he looked up at the sky after a while.

"Destiny really does not belong to Hu Zhong!"

After saying that, Tuoba Si actually fell down. If Mu Guan's eyes and hands hadn't been quick to support Tuoba Si, he would have fallen heavily to the ground.

When Tuoba Si woke up again, it was already midnight.

All the ministers of the Northern Wei Dynasty who had escaped knelt down beside Tuoba Si, and their grief spread throughout the camp.

Only Tuoba Si knew that these people were not grieving for themselves.

They are grieving for their respective status and wealth.

I am even more sad about my future.

I really still have him and the Northern Wei Dynasty in my heart, but I'm afraid there is no one at all.

Tuoba Si struggled to get up from the bed and called out in a hoarse voice: "Paper, pen...bring here."

After someone presented it, Tuoba Si drove away the surrounding ministers, leaving only Qiu Dui to stay with him.

Lying down on the bed, Tuoba Si coughed and wrote furiously.

Since Qiu Dui was the one who was allowed to stay, his eyes naturally fell on Tuoba Si's letter.

"Foli, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this disaster."

"But I can't watch you fall, let alone a king of your kind fall into the hands of the enemy and become a captive beast!"

"I told you before that I would kill Cui Hao as soon as I died. I was wrong."

"Cui Hao is my hope for Tuoba Xianbei's revival!"

"Most of the Xianbei nobles are rotten and unwilling to make changes, let alone what the country is. We are still the same as the Huns hundreds of years ago, just fighting on our own. Ordinary tribesmen are mostly ignorant, and there is almost nothing they can learn from it.

These few great talents in governing the country are incomparable to the Han people."

"Reuse the Han people, integrate with the Han people, and then become the king of the Han people. This is the best way to resist the Southerners."

"I will try my best to buy you as much time as possible when I return now. You immediately leave Pingcheng and run east, back to the ancestral land, use Yanshan and the Song army to fight, and wait for action."

"Although Liu Yu is a hero, he is already in his twilight years now. I am very sure that Liu Yu will not be able to survive for long."

"At that time, Foli will make a comeback. He will reuse the Han people and become the King of Han."

Ahem!

Tuoba Si knocked harder and harder, and a mouthful of blood came out of his throat onto the paper, creating bloody flowers.

But Tuoba Si still forced himself to write.

"After my death, Fo Li will recognize Cui Hao as his father-in-law. Just like the story between the Empress of the Shu Han Dynasty and Zhuge Wuhou, everything will be obeyed by him, and there must be no disobedience!"

After finishing writing, Tuoba Si carefully folded the paper and put it in the envelope.

He stood up and looked at Qiu Dui with a ferocious expression: "Have you seen everything?"

Qiu Dui knelt on the ground and nodded slightly.

"You take this letter and send it to Foli, and leave now!"

Qiu Dui hesitated.

"Then what should your Majesty do..."

What to do?

Tuoba Si already had a decision in his heart.

The people following him at this time were all the leaders from various hills in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Each of them had a lot of resources in their hands, but they were unwilling to use these resources to save the Northern Wei Dynasty.

What if they are gone...

Let these nobles who occupy a large amount of resources but are unwilling to pay die all die, which means that a large amount of wealth will be left without owners.

Pastures, war horses, cattle and sheep...

The loss of these wealth will cause the decayed center of the Northern Wei Dynasty to regain its vitality!

And his son Tuoba Tao is bound to become the owner of these wealth, turning the entire Xianbei into his one-manner.

This method has another name in Han Chinese books -

centralization.

Tuoba Si did not answer Qiu Dui, but just held his hand, put the letter in his hand, and forced him to hold it.

"I will die with all my sins, so that the light of the lamp can come to all directions."

"Foli, that's the bright light!"

Seeing that Tuoba Si had made up his mind, Qiu Dui no longer behaved like a little girl, but took out a knife and cut his face, letting the blood flow down, like tears of blood.

This is an ancient and heavy oath of Xianbei.

At the same time, it also expresses that we will rest until death!

"Let's go, Liu Yu will probably catch up soon. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave even if I want to."

Tuoba Si urged Qiu Dui, as if he had already heard the shouts of killing from the Song army behind him.

Qiu Dui didn't stay any longer, and headed to Pingcheng in the north with a group of soldiers.

Just an hour after Qiu Dui left, the Song army arrived as expected, without giving Tuoba Si any time to breathe.

And this time the Song army advanced from two sides.

From the north, Liu Yu personally led an army to encircle it.

In the south, Wang Zhongde and Shen Linzi led troops from Zhi County to surround them.

Tuoba Si, who was inside, had obviously fallen into death.

The eldest son of the Northern Wei army did not know how to act for a while, so they could only huddle in the city and lick their wounds like a wounded beast.

Tuoba Si appeared in the city at the right time to comfort the soldiers and give them final encouragement.

"We are not in a dead end yet! I have dispatched Xi Jin's army from Hebei to come to the rescue! As long as we can guard our eldest son for half a month, and when Xi Jin's army arrives, we can naturally turn defeat into victory! Annihilate the Song army!"

Under the personal encouragement of the emperor Tuoba Si, the morale of the Wei army finally improved, and some ministers regained their confidence.

But what they didn't know was that Tuoba Si had secretly sent a secret letter to Xi Jin.

The content of the letter is very simple——

Defend She County and don’t ask for reinforcements!
Chapter completed!