Chapter 285 Zhao Yingluo doesn’t give a chance "Reexamine? What do you mean..." Wanyan Zongfu looked at Wanyan Xiyin with slightly raised eyebrows. "Now the coalition forces of the Song Dynasty and the Xia Dynasty have just won a victory, and their morale is high. However, our Jin country is demoralized because of Wanyan Renyi's defeat. If we start a war with Daxia at this time, it will not be good for us." Wanyan Xiyin analyzed He said, "Besides, Daxia is located between the Central Plains and Northern Xinjiang, and its geographical location is very important. Why don't we take this opportunity to repair the relationship with Daxia and jointly fight against the Song Dynasty?" After hearing this, Wanyan Zongfu fell into deep thought. Wanyan Xiyin's words were indeed reasonable, but the anger in his heart could not be calmed down: "Although what you said is reasonable, is this the end of the feud between Wanyan Shehe and Zhao Yongji? " "Of course revenge must be avenged, but not now." Wanyan Xiyin persuaded, "It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Why don't we be patient and wait for the opportunity?" Under Wanyan Xiyin's persuasion, the anger in Wanyan Zongfu's heart gradually calmed down. He took a deep breath, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it down in one gulp: "Okay, as you said. Let Da Xia go for now, and wait for the opportunity to get revenge!" Inner Palace of Daxia Palace Li Qianshun sat on the dragon chair and listened to the officials reporting on the situation and future plans in various places, feeling extremely pleased in his heart. He knew that his decision had been supported by most people, and Daxia's future had become brighter because of these decisions. "His Majesty is wise and capable, and his decisions are thousands of miles away!" a minister said excitedly. "The successful resolution of the crisis with Daikin this time and the maintenance of friendly relations between the two countries are all due to your Majesty's wise decisions!" All the ministers echoed and praised, Li Qianshun smiled and waved his hand to signal them to be quiet: "This is all the credit of the Qing family, I am just pushing the boat along." The inner hall of the Imperial Palace in Kaifeng City during the Song Dynasty Zhao Yingluo is sitting on the throne, her eyes are deep, like the lake water in autumn, with a bit of coldness, but also hidden waves that are difficult to detect.
When she heard the report mentioning that Li Qianshun had returned Wan Yan to Jin Jun, her brows furrowed slightly, as if a breeze was passing over the calm lake. "Your Royal Highness, Li Qianshun's move obviously violated the agreement between our two countries." A minister said indignantly, his face full of anger. Zhao Yingluo did not respond immediately. Her eyes slowly swept over the ministers in the palace, as if assessing everyone's thoughts. She knew that this decision was not only related to her personal honor, but also might affect the future structure between the Song Dynasty and the Xia Dynasty, and even the Jin Kingdom. "Publish Gu's decree and hold Li Qianshun accountable." Zhao Yingluo's voice was firm and powerful, and her words revealed unquestionable determination. Half a month later, Li Qianshun was sitting at his desk, holding Zhao Yingluo's edict of guilt in his hand. He read it carefully. Every word seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pounds, weighing on his heart. "Your Majesty, how should we respond?" Seeing Li Qianshun's silence, the little eunuch couldn't help but ask softly. Li Qianshun took a deep breath, knowing that he had to give Zhao Yingluo a reasonable explanation. So he took up a pen and wrote a reply, pouring out his difficulties and worries one by one. Zhao Yingluo unfolded Li Qianshun's reply and her eyes quickly scanned the letter. In the letter, Li Qianshun explained in detail the reason why he had to hand over Wan Yan's fold to the Jin army - Daxia was a small and weak country, and if he offended the Jin Kingdom because of Wan Yan's fold, it might lead to the destruction of the country. His words were full of helplessness and pleading. After Zhao Yingluo finished reading the letter, the anger in her heart calmed down a little. She understood that Li Qianshun's situation was indeed difficult, but this could not completely offset his fault. "I sent a message to Li Qianshun that Gu understands his difficulties, but since the Song Dynasty and the Xia Dynasty are allies, they should work together in the same boat." Zhao Yingluo said in a deep voice, "Order him to mobilize all the troops and encircle Wanyan Zongfu in Xiazhou with Wang Zaixing. Merits come at the expense of sin.” After Li Qianshun received Zhao Yingluo's order, he felt both relieved and stressed. He understood that Zhao Yingluo gave him a chance to atone for his crimes, but at the same time, he also pushed Daxia to the forefront. "Your Majesty, what should we do?" an important minister asked worriedly. Li Qianshun stood up and walked to the map. His eyes stayed on the position of Xiazhou for a long time: "Pass the order and order our army to immediately organize our troops and horses to surround Xiazhou with Wang Zaixing." "But Your Majesty, can we really compete with Wanyan Zongfu?" Another minister said worriedly, "After all, the Jin Kingdom has a strong military. If we act rashly, we may be in trouble." Li Qianshun turned to look at the minister, his eyes flashing with determination: "I know the risk is very high, but this is our opportunity to wash away our shame and regain our national prestige. Furthermore, compared with the Kingdom of Jin, we can't offend even more. Da Song." Daxia's army quickly assembled, and after joining forces with Da Song's army, they formed a powerful coalition. The soldiers have high morale and high morale. They are eager to avenge their disgrace and make achievements in this battle. Wang Zaixing was wearing armor and holding a spear. His figure looked particularly heroic in the afterglow of the setting sun. He stood on a high place overlooking the entire military camp, and his heart was full of pride and ambition. "Soldiers!" Wang Zaixing shouted loudly, "This battle is related to the honor and disgrace of Great Xia and Great Song Dynasty! We must unite as one and fight the enemy bravely! Use our blood and lives to defend this land and our dignity!"
After hearing this, the soldiers became excited and excited. They waved their weapons and shouted slogans, which shook the sky. Wanyan Zongfu sat in the big tent and listened to the spies' report, his face becoming increasingly gloomy. He knew that Li Qianshun and the Song Dynasty allied forces were preparing to encircle him, which made him feel unprecedented pressure. "Wanyan turned into that trash! He actually gave Li Qianshun a chance to join forces with the Song Dynasty!" Wanyan Zongfu cursed through gritted teeth. The anger towards Wanyan Zhehe burned again in his heart. If Wanyan Zhehe had not completely wiped out his army, maybe they would still have a chance to fight back now. But the reality is cruel, and Wanyan Zongfu must face the current dilemma. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down: "Give me the order to strengthen the city defense and prepare to fight." As night falls, the coalition camp is brightly lit and full of people. Some of the soldiers were sharpening their knives, some were checking their equipment, some were discussing tactics... They were all making final preparations for the upcoming battle. Li Qianshun walked into the camp wearing a military uniform, and his arrival made the soldiers even more excited. They gathered around to salute and greet Li Qianshun, and Li Qianshun responded to them with a smile. "Your Majesty!" Wang Zaixing came forward, "Everything is ready. We can launch the attack just waiting for dawn tomorrow." Li Qianshun nodded: "Okay! This battle is of great importance, and we must succeed in one fell swoop! Go back and tell the soldiers that you must go all out and kill the enemy bravely in tomorrow's battle!"
