Liu Song Hanque

Chapter 223 Sleep With Decay
After Tuoba Si rushed out of Pingyang with his soldiers, he didn't dare to rest, and ran all the way until the eldest son had time to rest.

At this time, the wound on his face had solidified and scarred, and he was sitting on a haystack by the side of the road, holding a large bowl in his hand, which contained a bowl of broth that the soldiers had just stewed.

"How many people have gathered now?"

"Your Majesty. There are only 1 people."

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

Tuoba Si nodded upon hearing this, motioning 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 the heart in his chest trembling constantly while coughing.

hold on...

At this moment, Tuoba Si is like a gambler with only one chip left, and now he wants to exchange all his wealth for a chance.

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

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

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

He can even use himself as bait to attract Song Jun to move towards Hebei, to his home field!

It's just that this plan was completely overthrown by a piece of information before it persisted for a few minutes.

At this moment, Mu Guan and Qiu Dui were kneeling in shame in front of Tuoba Si, begging for Tuoba Si's forgiveness.

Only then did Tuoba Si realize that the army of the two had been blocked by Wang Zhongde, and their morale was also low at this time.

Tuoba Si who got the news was silent for a long time, and looked up at the sky after a while.

"Sure enough, the destiny is not in the wild!"

After all, Tuoba Si fell directly on his back. If Mu Guan hadn't supported Tuoba Si quickly with his eyes and hands, he might have fallen heavily to the ground.

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

All the escaped ministers of the Northern Wei Dynasty 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 mourning for their status and wealth.

He is even more sad for his future.

He really still has him in his heart, as well as those from the Northern Wei Dynasty, I'm afraid he doesn't have any of them.

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

After someone presented it, Tuoba Si drove away the ministers around him, and only let Qiu Dui stay by his side.

Laying down on the bed, Tuoba Si coughed and wrote vigorously.

Because Qiudui was the one left behind with acquiescence, his eyes naturally fell on Tuoba Si's letter.

"Buddha, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this calamity."

"But I can't watch you fall, let alone watch you fall into the hands of the enemy as a king, and become a beast in captivity!"

"Before I told you to 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 corrupt and unwilling to make changes, let alone what a country is. We are still the same as the Huns hundreds of years ago, just fighting on our own. Most of the ordinary people are ignorant, and we can hardly dig out from it. A few great talents in governing the country are simply incomparable with the Han people."

"Reuse the Han people, integrate into 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 time now. You immediately leave Pingcheng and run eastward, and run back to the ancestral land. Use Yanshan to fight against the Song army, and wait for the moment."

"Although Liu Yu is a hero, he is now too late. I see it very accurately, and it is difficult for Liu Yu to live for a long time."

"At that time, the Buddha Fox will make a comeback again. Reuse the Han people and become the King of Han."

Cough!

Tuoba Si knocked harder and harder, and a mouthful of blood poured out from his throat onto the paper, rendering bloody flowers.

But Tuoba Si still insisted on writing.

"After I died, Foli recognized Cui Hao as his father. Just like the story of the empress of the Shu Han and Zhuge Wuhou, you must obey him in everything, and you must not be disobedient!"

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

He stood up and looked at Qiudui with a ferocious expression: "Did you see it all?"

Qiu Dui knelt on the ground and nodded slightly.

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

Qiu Dui hesitated.

"Then what should His Majesty do..."

what to do

Tuoba Si had already made up his mind.

At this time, those who followed him were all the leaders of various hilltops in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Each of them has a lot of resources in their hands, but they are not willing to use these resources to save the Northern Wei Dynasty.

What if they are gone...

Let all these nobles who occupy a large amount of resources but are unwilling to pay die, it means that a large amount of unowned wealth will be vacated.

Pastures, war horses, cattle and sheep...

The loss of these wealth will lead to the revitalization of the already decayed center of the Northern Wei Dynasty!
And his son Tuoba Tao is bound to become the owner of these wealth, making the entire Xianbei his one word.

This method has another name in Chinese books——

centralization.

Tuoba Si didn't answer Qiu Dui, just took 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 descend everywhere."

"Buddha, it's the bright light!"

Qiu Dui saw that Tuoba Si's heart was determined, and he no longer acted like a little girl, but took out a small knife and cut his face, letting the blood flow like blood tears.

This is the ancient and heavy oath of Xianbei.

At the same time, it also expresses that it will not rest until death!

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

Tuoba Si urged Qiudui, as if he had heard the shouts of the Song army behind him.

Qiudui didn't stay there either, and headed for Pingcheng in the north with a group of personal soldiers.

Just an hour after Qiudui left, the Song army arrived as expected, and did not give Tuoba Si any time to breathe.

And this time the Song Army advanced from both sides.

In the north, Liu Yu personally led an army to besiege.

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

Tuoba Si, who was in it, had obviously fallen to death.

The Northern Wei army among the eldest sons didn't know what to do for a while, so they could only curl up in the city like a wounded beast and lick their wounds.

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

"Now we are not at a dead end! I have dispatched Xi Jin's army from Hebei to rescue! As long as I can hold on to the eldest son for half a month, when Xi Jin's army arrives, we will naturally turn defeat into victory! Annihilate the Song army!"

Encouraged by the emperor Tuobasi himself, the morale of the Wei army finally improved, and some ministers regained their confidence.

What they didn't know was that Tuoba Si had already quietly sent a secret letter to Xi Jin.

The content of the letter is very simple -

Guard She County, don't come to help!
(End of this chapter)