Nangong Ye's words made Tong Sansi fall silent, and also made the officials in the palace and Li Ye, who was sitting on the dragon chair, tremble inwardly.
Mr. Yongan is right.
How can far water quench near thirst?
Let’s not talk about whether King Zhongwu Yunyang could withdraw and lead his troops to the capital to rescue King Qin after receiving the summons.
But it is still unknown whether the imperial court can support it until His Majesty's decree reaches Marshal Yun.
Although the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty had never seen King Liu Mingzhi galloping invincibly on the battlefield alongside Wang Liumingzhi outside the pass, they knew clearly that the capital city that was garrisoned by 400,000 rebels had resisted for several days in the hands of more than 200,000 elite men under his command.
Tong Sansi sighed with complicated eyes: "I don't think well, your majesty forgives me."
Nangong Ye looked at Tong Sansi who returned to his original position with a sad expression, and shook his head helplessly.
He did not want to cut off the hopes of His Majesty and these colleagues by speaking out.
But in the current situation, it is too slim to place hope on Mr. Yun.
It’s better to think about how to save yourself!
Although the hope is equally slim.
"Your Majesty, I have 50,000 cavalry under my command, which can support the approximately 50,000 troops under the King's command.
If General Dongfang Ming from Ganlianghou arrived in time, he would have fifty thousand elite infantry.
The two veterans gathered their troops together, and their desperate resistance should be able to hold off the approximately 80,000 to 100,000 troops who stood side by side.
The 100,000 imperial troops and 350,000 who gathered in the city seemed to have the same strength as the remaining 140,000 or so troops under King Bingjian, and they were also defended by a fortified city.
However, the old minister had already watched on the city wall when the Six Guards of the New Army were setting up camp, carrying sharp weapons such as artillery down from simple carriages.
In other words, the capital is very likely to be bombarded by fierce artillery fire from King Bingjian.
The old minister was not sure how many days of artillery bombardment the solid city walls and sealed gates could withstand.
This means that the city wall occupied by the imperial army and the military guards has no advantage in the hands of the rebels under King Bingjian.
Coupled with the 10,000 soldiers guarding the imperial mausoleum in the suburbs, we can increase the number of available troops by 10,000.
Maybe you can catch them by surprise and catch them off guard.
However, this hope is not very promising.
Side by side with the king's troops, the scouts have always been constantly investigating the enemy's situation around them, and will never let go of any clues.
The veteran can think of the existence of 10,000 mausoleum-protecting troops. In all likelihood, King Bingjian also considered it and took precautions in this regard.
No matter in terms of military preparation or strength, our side does not have an advantage.
These are the only strategies the veteran can think of to deal with the enemy.
I wonder if your Majesty has anything else to tell me?"
Li Ye's hands tightly grasped the hem of his dragon robe to hide his inner uneasiness.
"Besides speaking out about rebellion, did my uncle say anything else?"
Nangong Ye was stunned for a moment, then shook his head silently, deliberately suppressing in his heart that the assassination of Liu Mingzhi was something His Majesty had instigated behind the scenes.
At this time, if the civil and military officials learn that the assassination of Fengyundu was really directed by His Majesty behind the scenes, Nangong Ye no longer dares to imagine what consequences will happen in the court.
However, Nangong Ye ultimately underestimated the minds of these old foxes.
The moment Li Ye asked Nangong Ye, many old foxes had already reacted to the shocking news that Liu Mingzhi was still alive.
King Bingjian has been in the court for many years and has assisted three generations of emperors. He has always been loyal to the court and obeyed his Majesty. He has never done any disobedient behavior.
He has held great power and troops for many years, and has been working hard to help the imperial court unify the world. There are no rumors of disloyalty flowing into the capital.
This is one of the few virtuous ministers who govern the world in all dynasties.
In order for the imperial court to unify the world, King Bingjian was so selfless that he personally led his troops on many expeditions to attack the Kingdom of Jin, which was run by the real and nameless wife of the Golden Queen Wan Yan, who had an inexplicable relationship with him.
The third Northern Expedition, side by side with Wang Wuyuan's seal of command.
His Majesty took over the power several times, and King Jingjian handed over all the power without any complaints.
The Hufu Commandery Seal who ordered the three armies even took the initiative to hand it over.
How could such a loyal minister suddenly send troops to Beijing and threaten to rebel?
Involuntarily, the minds of some old foxes once again turned to the assassination of Liu Dayao at Fengyundu on his way to Beijing.
Your Majesty is newly married and asked the Queen Mother to come to Beijing to take charge of the overall situation.
It happened that at this time, King Bingjian was assassinated on the way to Beijing.
Many old foxes who had already tacitly believed that Liu Mingzhi was assassinated by spies from the Jin and Tugo countries, with the intention of blaming the Dalong court for the civil strife in Dalong, could not help but tremble, and took a few complicated glances at Li Sitting on the Dragon Throne. Ye glanced a few times.
Could it be that the Fengyundu assassination was really...
Apart from this possibility, I really don’t know of any other possible explanation for why Liu Mingzhi, a vassal king with a different surname who was betting on the selflessness of the imperial court, suddenly rebelled.
This is obviously the king forcing the ministers to rebel.
What's more, I think about what kind of situation I will end up in in the future.
The thought that had been gone for many days came to mind again involuntarily.
Even King Bingjian, who dedicated himself to the imperial court and died, is not tolerated by His Majesty.
In the future we will be...
"Your Majesty, I have something I would like to advise you."
Li Ye's eyes followed the situation and looked at Yu Guang, a member of the Criminal Department who was transferred to the imperial court from the Hanlin Academy just a year ago.
"Yu Aiqing, I wonder if you have any clever plan to defeat the enemy?"
"Your Majesty, I think it would be a good idea to invite Liu Zhian, the father of King Bingjian, to the city wall to force King Bingjian to retreat.
Duke Yong'an just said that the current imperial court is no match for the king in terms of military strength and preparation.
Therefore, since he was unable to defeat the enemy, he could only use his resourcefulness to force King Bingjian to retreat voluntarily.
Or, his father and King Bingjian agreed on a buffer period and waited for King Zhongwu Yunyang to come to the capital and King Qin to rescue him."
A group of old foxes who were thinking about the real truth about Liu Mingzhi's assassination subconsciously turned their eyes to Ye Kaiyan, the Minister of Punishment, after hearing Yu Guang's words.
The meaning in the eyes is self-evident.
Ye Shangshu, what a good disciple you have taught.
Ye Kaiyan, the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice, could not help but sweat break out on his forehead. He looked at Du Chenghao, the Secretary of the Ministry of Personnel. Needless to say, Du Chenghao knew what the depressed look in his eyes meant.
This is the capable minister assigned to me by your official department. Do you want to trick me to death?
A group of old foxes were distraught and sweating on their foreheads. The young and backward officials looked at Yu Guang standing in the center and their eyes lit up.
yes.
As long as we seize the handle of King Pingjian and force him to retreat, wouldn't it be possible to break the siege of the capital?
"Your Majesty, your Majesty's words make sense. This plan is very clever. I agree with you."
"If you can't defeat the enemy, then use your wits to defeat him. This plan is very clever, and I also agree with it."
"I also second the proposal!"
"minister..."
For a time, among the officials of the six ministries and nine ministers, more than a dozen young and backward officials came forward to second Yu Guang's advice.
Suddenly, Ye Kaiyan, the Minister of Punishment, was not the only one sweating on his forehead.
The foreheads of many elders of the three dynasties were covered with fine beads of sweat.
Without hesitation, they turned around and glared at the officials under their respective jurisdictions, wishing they could strangle these juniors to death.
He's his mother, he's a bastard.
Are you pig-minded? What you can think of can’t be thought of by us?
The key thing is, can this be done?
He coerced his father into joining the king.
Do you want to witness the massacre of the city side by side with your own eyes?
If this strategy works, it's okay, but if it fails, it's fine.
I'm just afraid that King Bingjian will have to bloodbath the capital.
At that time, rebellion will be more than just rebellion.
Not only the Li clan, but probably all the dignitaries in the capital would be sacrificed to the butcher's knife of King Bingjian.
A group of old fox boys carefully recorded the juniors who came forward under their command in a small ledger in their mind, thinking about how to settle accounts with these guys after the crisis in the capital was resolved.
Li Ye also looked at the young officials standing behind Nangong Ye with dark eyes.
Looking at these officials who seemed to have come up with a clever plan, they looked slightly proud, and wished they could pick up the inkstone on the dragon table and point it at these officials, trying to figure out how to put an end to the trouble.
And the bastards who were thinking about how to add fuel to the fire were slapped to death on the Qinzheng Hall with an inkstone.
Are these bastards going to be stupid by studying in the Hanlin Academy?