The situation in Yan State is now: the northern border is unprecedentedly stable, the Quanrong's vitality is severely damaged, the tortoise is hiding deep into the grassland, the Tan Guide rebels were completely wiped out, and the smoke and clouds are gone. The two wars left the north with no worries. There is no doubt that this was Jingtai's achievements;
The Western army attacked and penetrated the plateau, but was cheated by the Uighurs for a while, and the entire army fell into a passive position. But it was just passive. The Yan people's army was still there, and their combat power should not be underestimated. Even if the Uighurs formed an alliance with the nearby vassal lords, it would not be easy to swallow this Yan army, not to mention that the vassal lords and the army were incompatible. To be honest, sending troops to the plateau was only a mistake by Jingtai;
However, it was a complete mistake to assemble heavy troops from the southern border and go south to invade Nanli! The expeditionary army was completely destroyed on the edge of the southern desert, and the defense of Dayan's southern border inevitably became empty. When the Hongyao Portal was destroyed by the Nanhuo, Shengfan drove straight into the south, and the southern border was almost unable to resist...
On the seventh day after Hongyao fell, in front of Jingtai, four ministers stood up with their heads, two ministers, the chief minister of Wuyi Guard Zhuge Xiaoyu and the Secretary of the CPC Wen Jin were promoted to Lord Wen.
Wen Jinqian has been very busy these days. He cooperated with Zhuge Xiaoyu, constantly collecting various news about the birth of the zodiac on one end, investigating their number, and burying himself in the library on the other end, looking through old classics, and finding records of the past. Not long after, he was surprised to come to a conclusion: judging from the scale of the birth of the zodiac she has learned now, this catastrophe from the Southern Wilderness is more terrifying than every same disaster in the past.
Judging from the quantity and destruction, the catastrophe three hundred years ago was just a pediatric department.
When the Ministry of Revenue estimated the losses caused by Shengfan and the Ministry of War reported the defense and combat in the south one by one, Wen Jinqian also reported his recent discovery to the emperor, but Wen Jinqian did not notice it. He kept shaking his head while talking... He himself thought this was too incredible. Three hundred years ago, the earth was rushing, and the fierce natural disaster made the monsters in the deep southern wilderness panic. This time, the world was stable, and there were no disasters or phenomena at all. Why did so many Shengfans break into the world?
It would be fine if Jingtai had heard of it. He was not interested in pursuing the reason. How to deal with this catastrophe was the top priority. He immediately asked, "What are the current situation?"
The Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War did not speak, but Wen Jinqian said bluntly that this was his duty: "The one who is in trouble now is the southern border, but the one that is really worried is the Central Land and the Eastern Frontier."
Yan's southern border was attacked by Shengfan. Although the local garrison struggled to resist, it is not difficult to foresee that it will be a matter of time before the southern border is penetrated. At that time, the core of the foundation of the Great Yan is located in the rich Central Land and the Eastern Frontier. It will be exposed to the huge threat of Shengfan.
Jingtai did not respond and turned his eyes to the Minister of War, who immediately answered. Yan's western expeditions and southern expeditions were basically drawn from the west and north places and gathered troops. The influence on the middle and east was not too great, especially the Zhonglu was the place where Jingcheng was located, and the garrison was stronger. According to the Minister of War, their strength was enough to deal with the disaster, so there was no need to worry too much.
Zhuge Xiaoyu, the shopkeeper of Wuyiwei, shook his head and said coldly: "The life in the southern territory of Dayan is not as many as the life in Nanli. In addition, it is also exploring that there are still monsters in the southern desert now coming out one after another. How many are hidden in the mountains... I don't know."
The Shangshu was shocked when he heard this and said in a lost voice: "How could there be so many?"
The Shengfan who entered the southern border of Yan State was just a vanguard. If the current situation continues, the Shengfan who is still in the mountains and in the South will sooner or later flow into the Da Yan. It is hard to say whether the Central Land and Dongjiang, which seem to be relatively stable, will still be safe at that time.
Hearing the exclamation of the Minister of War, Jingtai said to him coldly: "Jin Qian just said that this catastrophe is far better than before, and the scale of the birth is amazingly large. Why, don't you listen carefully?"
Lord Shangshu did not dare to respond. Wen Jinqian started a new topic in time, which was a smooth situation. The main force of Yan's army that attacked the grasslands had returned to the country. The northern border was sufficient. For the sake of the present, this force should be dispatched as soon as possible. The southern border was unsuccessful and did not need to be paid attention to. As long as the Central and Eastern Defense is strengthened, the Shengfan will not make further breakthroughs, and the foundation of Yan's country will not be shaken. After holding on for a while, when the Shengfan's restlessness subsides, they will naturally retreat.
These monsters cannibalize people and kill people, but they cannot destroy fertile land and will not take away gold and silver wealth. They just wait for them to withdraw. At that time, whether it is the southern border or the southern li, they will still be from the Great Yan.
Wen Jinqian's words are still not nice: "Only relying on the northern army, we may not be able to stop Shengfan and save Zhong and Dong."
The Minister of War said: "In order to ensure everything, should we remove the troops on the plateau?"
Judging from the form of the Yan army in the west, the army's retreat would definitely be chased and beaten by the Uighurs, and losses would inevitably be inevitable. However, the family and country are in trouble, and there is nothing more important than protecting the foundation and hinterland of the Yan family.
Regarding the proposal of the Minister of War, several others in the imperial study nodded and reviewed it, but Emperor Jingtai did not comment and lowered his head and began to think about it...
After a while, Jingtai looked up again, but what he said had nothing to do with the current situation: "My original plan was to wait until Nanli was pacified, and then send that army to the plateau and let Mutong reinforce Zhou Jing. The two armies joined forces to break Renka steadily, and then march straight into the Uighurs. As for the troops withdrawn from the north, they would stay in the country as reserves, and they could go to war at any time if they had any problems."
Speaking of this, Jingtai asked Wen Jinqian: "Jinqian, I ask you, what is the situation of the Uighurs' military strength on the plateau, compared with his national strength, and our military strength?"
The question of Long Live is not very clear, but Wen Jinqian could understand it completely and answered carefully: "The Uighurs' troops entering the plateau are even worse than the army sent by His Majesty to Tubo, but they took the lead, which made us passive."
"As for national strength, I understand very well. The Uighurs attacked the plateau and occupied nearly 50% of the troops in the desert. Our Western expeditionary troops were the main force from the headquarters of the Western Xinjiang. Among the overall military forces of our country, more than 20% of the total military power."
Jingtai smiled and looked a little proud: "My big Yan has more than 20% of it. It's almost 50% of it from Uighurs."
Wen Jinqian nodded, and Jingtai exhaled a long sigh. His tone was erratic and slightly greedy: "On the plateau, there are almost half of the Uighurs' soldiers... If it can be defeated, most of the Uighurs will collapse. Our army will drive straight into the sky. Break through the sky and march into the desert... It is not that we can definitely capture the Khan alive, but after this battle, the Uighurs' vitality will be severely damaged. In this way, the Southern Rules were destroyed, the Tubo was in chaos, the Quanrong was not a problem, and the Uighurs were also severely damaged. The overall situation in Zhongtu was initially determined... What remains are the details, and I and everyone work harder. My Great Yan will definitely dominate the world and reappear the grand scene of the great unification of the Middle Earth world. Isn't it great to leave my name with you all in history?"
Continuously chatting, Jingtai said the original good plan and changed the subject. He shook his head and sighed, "What a pity! After thinking for a long time, he could not expect the monsters in the Southern Wilderness to come out to disrupt the situation... The soldiers sent to Nanli were wiped out, and the monsters were in chaos in our southern border. Sooner or later, they would kill Central Land and Eastern Xinjiang. In the future, there would be a long-lasting, bloody and brutal battle. After the monsters retreated, Da Yan would be very injured!"
What the emperor said was the truth. People will die when fighting, and money will cost. Based on the number of current generations, it is not difficult to infer the scale of future fierce battles.
It is true that the Great Yan is rich and the world is the best, but it is inevitable that it will be damaged by taking on such a big battle.
Jingtai said a lot. The little insect was well-behaved and held a cup of medicinal tea in time to offer it to the emperor to moisten his throat. Jingtai nodded to the little eunuch with a smile to show his gratitude. When he treated his own people, he was not the crazy emperor, but clearly a thoughtful and kind elder.
After drinking a sip of water, Jingtai looked back at the Minister of War: "In the country, the horses outside the army should immediately withdraw and participate in the defense. This statement is correct, but if Zhou Jing comes back, he will wait for the plateau to be handed over to the Uighurs. Our fierce battle with Shengfan... Let's calculate it first for two years. Shengfan retreated for two years, Yan State was full of holes; but the Uighurs enjoyed the victory in Tubo, slowly turning victory into benefits and growing... One rises and the other rises, can we still beat the Uighurs at that time?"
Wars will consume national strength, and the battle between Dayan and Shengfan is a matter of losing money but not making money. Invasion wars, such as the current Uighurs fighting Tubo, are another matter. If the Uighurs win, even if many soldiers die and spend a lot of military expenses, they will definitely be able to make money back in the future. However, there is a key point in this: time.
It does not mean that if the Uighurs win battles in Tubo and occupy land, they will immediately become strong and prosperous. It also takes a process to slowly digest the fruits of victory and thus become their own wealth and strength.
Now, the Uighurs who had just captured Renka must be weaker than before he sent troops to the plateau; but in time, if he could transform his victory, the Uighurs in two years will definitely be stronger than before.
The emperor's statement is correct, and the Minister of War is speechless.
It was not that Shangshu was foolish and could not even imagine such a simple truth. It was because the army that fought against the West could not return, which was a dilemma. If you want to blame, you could only blame those who were killed in the sky.
The emperor had roughly expressed his intentions. With his temper, most important officials dared not persuade him anymore. Only Wen Jinqian insisted on his duties and said something if he had something to do, even if it was contrary to the holy intention: "If the Western Army does not return, the main force of the future generation will attack, the defense will be unstable."
"It's not that they don't want them to come, but that they're coming back a little later. When they destroy the main Uighurs, they will come back to save the country." Jingtai shook his head and laughed: "You also said that it's 'waiting for the future life'. The catastrophe is still in the 'future', and we still have time."
Wen Jinqian was stunned at first. With the situation on the plateau, the expeditionary army might be able to protect themselves, and it was a dream to defeat the Uighurs in a short period of time.
But after all, Wen Jinqian was a confidant minister. He quickly guessed Jingtai’s thoughts. After being stunned for a moment, his face suddenly changed.
Jingtai still had the same expression, but his tone quietly increased a little: "Don't I have a large army in the north? You can calculate it, it's too late."
The two Shangshu looked at each other with confusion in their eyes. Calculate it? What? What is it too late?
Wen Jinqian also showed a little confusion and bowed to Jingtai: "Your Majesty wants us to calculate... Let's calculate the army in Yan's northern part. If we first kill the plateau and help Zhou Jing and his troops defeat the Uighurs of Renka, and then rush back to help the country, will it be too late? Can we rush back before the main force of Shengfan arrives?"
Jingtai had no expression and responded: "Not bad!" After saying that, he suddenly laughed again and turned to look at the two ministers: "Isn't thankful to Lord Wen yet, he is pretending to be confused by himself. For your sake."
Wen Jinqian had guessed the emperor's thoughts, but he still couldn't understand the two ministers. He couldn't just mention points in front of the emperor, so he simply looked uncertain. On the surface, he was asking the emperor for verification, but in fact he was telling his colleagues what the emperor asked them to do.
The Minister of War was shocked and was about to say something, but Jingtai could see his thoughts and couldn't let him speak at all. He said coldly: "I asked you to count. I didn't ask you to persuade me. Those who don't taste or useless will be rotten in my stomach!"
The emperor's meaning was already understood. He wanted his army and Shengfan to compete for time.
Not stupid, just crazy.
Jingtai had already made the truth very clear before. Withdrawing troops and defending was a normal method, but when Yan fought against the Shengfan, the Uighurs were growing and growing. After this disaster, the advantage that Yan had previously occupied would be gone, and it was no longer the most powerful country in Middle Earth, and the dream of fighting for the world was completely shattered... This is something that Jingtai could not bear in any way.
Therefore, the emperor wanted to take dangerous moves, and catastrophe was inevitable. The damage to Yan State was inevitable, but before that, he had to attack the Uighurs hard, making it difficult for them to turn over within a few years!
If it can be successful, the expeditionary forces of the desert people on the plateau will be destroyed, and the Uighurs will be severely damaged. They will never recover after three or five years. When Da Yan survives the catastrophe, Da Yan will still be the most powerful country in Middle Earth.
But this risk is too great! Not only will the army advancing westwards not be withdrawn, but the northern army used to strengthen defense must be sent out. What if one or two armies fail to come back in time? Things on the battlefield change rapidly, how can we calculate the exact date in advance?
No one can guarantee that the two armies in the west and north will quickly defeat the Uighurs' expeditionary army and return to the position in time before the main force of Shengfan arrives at Yanzhong Land; but it is exactly the same, no one can confirm that these two armies will definitely not complete the task. It is an adventure, but there is indeed a chance...
After all, the current van is just a vanguard who arrives in the southern border. There will be some time before their main forces gather and rush to the middle of the Great Yan. Moreover, the eastern region of the Great Yan is already garrisoned. When the catastrophe sweeps, we can also work hard to support the last time;
After all, when the northern army enters the plateau and gathers friendly forces, the Yan people will have a clear advantage. As long as the tactics are used properly, they may not be able to achieve their achievements in one battle and defeat the Uighur army in one fell swoop.
If a powerful empire wants to continue its rise and to win as much as possible, it sometimes has to take risks. Jingtai has made up his mind, and the discussion in the imperial study room has quickly made a decision. The imperial edict and military orders are reported at the same time. The army stationed in the north immediately set off and rushed to the plateau to support Zhou Jing.
The military order is clearly written. Reinforcements are in a hurry and avoid all avoidable battles on the way. The Nanhuo before leaving the customs and the Medog territory after leaving the customs are ignored. They just want to march quickly, arrive at the Renka battlefield as soon as possible, and launch a battle as soon as possible to attack the Uighurs.
The army was about to grab time, and there was no time to pay attention to those small disasters. However, what Jingtai didn't know was that Nanhuo, who had previously hidden in the Western Xinjiang, didn't need to pay attention to it anymore. Almost when Zheng Zhuan led his men to conquer Hongyao, the porcelain doll made the decision without authorization, took Nanhuo and left Dayan, returned to the plateau, and temporarily lived in the territory of Motuo.
Jingtai came out of the imperial study room, and there was no sign of anything wrong with his expression on his face. Only he knew that his heart was beating violently: Think carefully, "The Northern Army reinforces, first defeat the Uighurs and then return to the country" was the most important decision he had made since he ascended the throne.
The emperor wants to bet this time, but he still can't tell the winner or loser, but this feeling of fighting time and luck with God is really the best!
The little bug followed Jingtai closely. As he walked, he suddenly staggered, tripped on his right foot, and fell to his dog's mud with a sound. Jingtai was startled by him and stopped to help him, but the little bug was quick to walk, and he jumped up again without waiting for Long Live.
Jingtai smiled and said, "You can fall down on the flat ground. What are you thinking about?"
The little bug slapped the soil on her clothes, her movements were very small and light, fearing that the dust would splash on Long Live. At the same time, she responded with a bitter face: "I didn't think about anything, I was scared by Long Live's courage."
Jingtai raised his eyebrows: "What, are you afraid that I will lose? Are you afraid that the army will not be able to come back in time?"
The little insect shook his head quickly: "Don't be afraid... I must be in time... It's just that this matter is too big. After hearing this, I was disorganized and my heart was full of ups and downs."
Jingtai laughed again: "Don't panic, I've figured it out... The key is not whether the two armies can come back in time, but that they have to win the battle of Renka!" Speaking of this, he asked Xiao Chongzi: "The domestic disaster is in danger, what will the army fighting abroad think?"
The question was simple, and the little bug didn't even think about it and immediately replied: "Everyone must fight hard, fight hard, and then beat the Uighurs to death and then come back to save the country."
"That's true. The domestic catastrophe is a great encouragement to the outsiders. When they win the Uighurs, it's best that they can come back in time. But it doesn't matter if they can't get there. Don't forget that we still have 60,000 Jinxiulangs in our hands. At worst, we can call out this team and they will escort you and me to Tubo to join the army."
Jinxiulang is an elite force in the Yan army. His reputation spread throughout the world as early as when the founding of the founding of the Yan Taizu.
"Can you understand?" Jingtai continued to smile: "There are two large armies on the plateau. As long as they defeat the Uighurs and then join my Jinxiulang, looking at the world, which country can compete with this army? At worst, we will abandon the Great Yan of Dongtu, stand on the plateau, and then fight back the world!"
"Occupying the plateau is enough to support us, and then attacking the desert, how can the Uighurs have the ability to resist?"
The little bug grew up and looked at the emperor blankly, not knowing what to say.
The emperor only needs an army, but no country? It is still a madman's idea, but it has to be said that Jingtai's idea is very good... Send troops to the plateau, and if he can rush back, he will save the Great Yan; if he dares not come back, at least there is his army on the plateau, and there is a Jinxiu Lang in the country, so the emperor will be free from danger. As he said: the key is that the coalition forces of the West and North routes can defeat the Uighur Expeditionary Force. In this way, even if the Great Yan falls into ruin, Jingtai still has the most fierce armed forces in the world, and no one can compete with it. (To be continued)