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Chapter 568: An Unbelievable Decision

Yanjing was filled with sorrow, and Barutu's strength was far greater than Wuliqi. Around Yanjing, except for the 50,000 tribes led by Lin Ya of Huocheng, who remained silent, the remaining Mongolians had already joined Barutu and began to participate in the siege of Yanjing. Opposite Lin Ya, the Third Battalion of Meng Yao, Huo Zhenting, the Sixth Battalion of Su Dingfang, and the First Battalion of Su Dingfang, had always maintained strong pressure on him, so that he could only look at Yanjing without dared to draw one soldier and one soldier. What made Lin Ya even more unwilling was a letter from Yaerdan before leaving. Without her order, Lin Ya must not interfere in the dispute over Yanjing.

This made Lin Ya's current position a little embarrassed, as if he refused to attack the Northern Army in order to gain time for Barutu to remove Wu Lizhi. In fact, many Mongolian tribes think so. Wu Lizhi occupied Yanjing and used the emperor to command various tribes. There are many things in the history of the Central Plains, but unfortunately, the Mongolian tribes are not the princes and ministers of the Central Plains. They value strength. When Barutu's strong attack and Lin Ya remained silent, they chose to join the Barutu camp.

Wu Liqi is already surrounded by enemies and is in danger of peace.

Yanjing Imperial Palace, which has now become the last place in Yanjing that was not controlled by Wu Liqi. Han Zhong's Sanqianxiang Mountain Prefecture soldiers and a thousand guards of the palace guards guarded this block, but around them, Wu Liqi's troops were stationed, surrounding the block. Fortunately, Wu Liqi still cared about Wu Da's emperor identity and still provided them with certain supplies so that they could maintain it with all their might.

From the coup of Wuliqi to the departure of Yardan, Wuda's old illness had not yet gone, and his new illness was reborn, and he was bedridden. After Yao Qian, a doctor from the Northern Army, saved Aslan's life, he went to the palace again and tried hard to maintain Wuda's life. Even though Yao Qian was good at medical skills, Wuda's disease was still as serious as heavier as he did every day.

Yao Qian frowned, pulled the silver needles from Wuda one by one, inserted them back into the needle capsule, walked back to the table without saying a word, picked up the pen and prescribed a prescription, "Take it, take it and take another pair!" He handed the prescription to Shu Chi, the commander of the guard on the side.

"Sir, your majesty, is he getting better?" Hailing, who was crying, held Wuda's cold hand tightly and looked at Yao Qian with hope. Since he could save Aslan's life, Wuda could naturally be fine.

"Empress!" Yao Qian bowed slightly, "Your Majesty's disease, more here!" He pointed to the heart position, "Doctor, treating the disease cannot cure life, Your Majesty's knot is difficult to untie, and the disease cannot be cured. Please make the worst preparation!"

Hearing Yao Qian's judgment, Hailing's tears suddenly fell like a broken bead, "Sir, Your Majesty is still in his early forties and has always been strong. Why, why can't he be healed?"

"Empress, Your Majesty seems strong, but he is too tired. He has been strong on the outside and has been hit hard again. He finally ended up exhausting the oil. What I do now is just to prolong my life as much as possible." Yao Qian shook his head and carried the medicine box, "This is the last medicine I prescribed for Your Majesty. If there is no improvement, there is no need to prescribe any more."

"No!" Hailing screamed shrillly, "If you can't cure Your Majesty, I will chop your head!"

Yao Qian spread his hands and was about to speak, but Wuda on the sickbed woke up at this moment, "Hai Ling!" he shouted softly.

"Your Majesty!" Hailing leaned over and looked at Wuda, shouting in surprise: "Are you awake?"

"Don't make things difficult for Mr. Yao, my life should be like this! Mr. Yao is our enemy, and I am very grateful to be able to do my best to prolong my life for me!" Wuda rolled his eyes, looked at Yao Qian, and whispered.

Seeing the current downfall of a generation of heroes, Yao Qian was also a little sad, "Your Majesty doesn't need to thank me. I am willing to treat Your Majesty, so I have some intentions. Otherwise, I would not prescribe even if I put me on the ruler."

"Hehe!" Wuda grinned, "Sometimes the enemy is more reliable than friends. Let's do it, Mr. Yao, when you see Yun Zhao after you go back, tell him that I admire him very much. After this battle, the situation between me and me turned back and fell at a disadvantage, and may fail, but we meddles will never surrender, because our ancestors have dreamed for generations to have a happy land that will prevent the tribesmen from suffering. If this time fails, we will come again next time. As long as the man does not die, we will fight for our right to survive again and again!"

Yao Qian was slightly stunned. Looking at Wuda on the sickbed, he nodded, "I will definitely convey it, but I can also let Your Majesty go. Killing and war will never achieve their goal."

Looking at Yao Qian's back as he turned around, Wuda held Hailing's hand and smiled slightly, "Don't cry, people will die, I just left earlier. Go, call Azis, Jamuha, Han Zhong and the others in. By the way, if Aslan can hold on, he will come over as well, I have something to say!"

Hailing choked and agreed, she knew that Wuda was going to arrange the funeral.

"Your Majesty!" Before the sickbed, Azis, Jamukha, and Han Zhong knelt down in a row. On the side of Wuda's sickbed, Aslan was carried over half leaning on the recliner, describing a haggard and half-dirt-like person.

"What's the fight outside now?" Wuda asked.

"Your Majesty, the attack of Barutu is becoming more and more fierce, and the people in the city are unstable. According to the ministers, the city will be broken within ten days!" Han Zhong replied with his head raised.

Wuda nodded, "As expected, is there any news about Yaldan?"

"Your Majesty, although the army besieged the city, we still got news about the princess through various channels!" Azisi replied: "The princess is now in Taizhou. Now our tribe garrison in Taizhou, Jiaozhou, Hezhou, Yanzhou and other places has been loyal to the princess. Some time ago, Princess Shang commanded Bo Lu to defeat the Northern Army in Yanzhou and killed Li Fugui, the general of the Northern Army."

"It's true that I am my sister, I'm the one who treated her!" Wuda sighed, "Han Zhong, come here!"

Han Zhong stood up straight, walked to Wuda's bed and knelt down again, looking at Wuda. "Among these people, you have the deepest scheming and full of wisdom. Tell me, what do Yaldan want to do?"

"Your Majesty, it's actually very simple for the princess to do this. If I had expected it right, the princess's army would definitely appear under Yanjing City when Balutu broke through the city, defeat Balutu in one fell swoop, and recapture Yanjing City!"

"Would Barutu not have imagined?"

"Thinking to get does not mean being able to stop it!" Han Zhong whispered: "Your Majesty, why can Wu Liqi last until now?"

"This is because Sima Ren formed an alliance with him. Without Sima Ren's 50,000 infantry guarding the city, Wu Liqi had already lost!" Jamuhe said on the side, with a look of disdain on his face. Sima Ren was like grass on the wall, swaying from side to side, and there was no one in his mind. None of the people in the hall looked down on him.

"Your Majesty, although Sima Ren is shameless, he is definitely not a fool. At the moment, he can't tell that Wu Li is at the end of his strength, but why don't he spare no effort to help him?"

"I'm sure Sima Ren must have secretly surrendered to His Highness Princess. What he is doing now is to help His Highness delay time so that His Highness can arrange it calmly. You must know that His Highness Princess must consider not only defeating Barutu, but also guarding against the Northern Expedition Army taking advantage of the situation!" Han Zhong said affirmatively.

Han Zhong's statement surprised everyone in the palace, and no one expected this.

"This is unlikely!" Jamuka's face was full of disbelief.

"Yes or no, you will be able to see it in a few days!" Han Zhong said, "Even though His Majesty is content to recuperate, whether it is Wu Liqi or Barutu, they will eventually become the ghosts under the princess' sword."

Wuda smiled, "I believe you, I have a good sister! But after this incident, our Mongolian tribe was greatly damaged, and each division suffered heavy losses. I am afraid that I will no longer be able to compete with the Northern Army and will be in vain from now on!"

"Not necessarily!" Han Zhong said: "Your Majesty, the Mongolians are originally powerful, but because each unit has its own troops and has its own thoughts, Yun Zhao took advantage of the gap and set up a trap, and put us in the trap. This time, although each unit suffered heavy casualties, there is also an advantage, that is, it can take this opportunity to integrate each other, break the barriers between tribes, and reorganize the army. From then on, there will be no big tent soldiers or tribal soldiers, only one army, that is, the Yuan army. Although the number of people is small, its combat effectiveness will increase, unified command and unified dispatch will be higher, and the efficiency will be higher. I think this is the original intention of His Royal Highness."

"Is this your guess, or did Yaerdan tell you?" Wuda looked at Han Zhong with a look of shock in his eyes. He had not had this idea before, but he was afraid of being a timid player and did not dare to do it. Yaerdan cut off his arm and gave great sacrifices to exchange for the integration of the Mongolian tribes. How courage does it take?

"Your Majesty, when the princess was chatting with me, she mentioned this point many times about the hidden worries of Dayuan. So I think that the princess will definitely take this opportunity to reshape a new Dayuan!" Han Zhong kowtowed: "I admire you, and I am so proud of you."

Wuda took a deep breath, "Aslan!"

Aslan opened his eyes that had been closed, "Zarchiwuti's tribe must be the leader of the princess and help the princess complete this great cause. Did you hear that Jamuka?"

"Yes, Daddy, I understand!"

"Azith, where are you?"

"Your Majesty, my Guoer and Guo Si team will definitely do their best to help the princess. If the patriarch Grolo doesn't want to, I will replace him!" Azis said decisively.

"Okay, very good!" Wuda closed his eyes, opened it suddenly for a while, but there was a strange brilliance in his eyes, "If it succeeds, my Dayuan General and Yun Zhao will have a fight. I will lose to Yun Zhao, but Yaerdan may not necessarily lose! You all remember that after I die, the throne of the Dayuan is passed on to Yaerdan, and it is for me the second emperor of the Dayuan!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the hall was as quiet as death. Although the Mongolian men and women were not as clear as Da Yue, men were superior to women and inferior. It was too incredible that Wuda actually wanted Yardan to become a queen of a generation. What's more, Wuda had two sons.
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