The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 192: We will destroy the Jin Kingdom!

Guo Jing nodded slightly and said modestly, "Uncle, you are joking. A few years ago, you personally led the charge in the battle of Yehuling and defeated the Jin army, which was several times larger than us. Since then, the Jin Kingdom has fled when they saw us. I am still waiting to join forces with uncle to destroy the Jin Kingdom. How could you be old?"

Mu Huali was a sturdy and strong middle-aged man with sharp eyes. He was wearing a Mongolian robe decorated with gold and silver patterns. He laughed loudly, "Haha, among the younger generation of Mongolian disciples, only Ogedei can compete with you. Although Jochi and his men were fierce on the grassland, they were not used to fighting in the Central Plains. That's why the Khan left you in the Central Plains to deal with the Jin Kingdom."

"Now it seems that the Khan's decision was indeed wise. Once Guanzhong is lost, Henan will have no strategic location to defend, and the Yellow River is nothing to be afraid of. You and I can send troops to threaten Kaifeng at any time."

Guo Jing knew Mu Huali's purpose, but he still played dumb. "The Khan told me to fight westwards. The Central Plains is yours. How can I do it for you?"

Mu Huali picked up the milk wine on the table and took a sip. "The Khan is fighting in the Western Regions and has no control over this side. We have the final say on how to fight. Now is different from before. Our two families should work together to deal with the Jin Kingdom. Otherwise, they will keep running south and our cavalry will not be able to charge in the south."

"If we really let them run to the south, we don't know how long this war will last. The sooner we destroy them, the better I can go back and fight west with the Khan. I have only been in this glamorous world of the Central Plains for a few years, and my thighs have grown fat. When I go back, Chi Lao Wen and the others will definitely laugh at me." What he meant was that he would not stay in the Central Plains for long.

Guo Jing's eyes flickered and his thoughts raced. If Mu Huali left, the Khan might send someone else, or he could take his place. By then, he would have laid a solid foundation and be qualified to rule the entire North.

Suddenly, he felt that the Jin people's southward migration might not be all bad.

Although they became difficult to deal with, Mu Huali's presence gave him a breakthrough in Henan. In any case, with the Khan's order, he could not cross the border on his own initiative, and his strength did not allow it.

Now, Mu Huali's troops seemed to be more than his, but they were all tied up in local areas to suppress the rebellion, and their elite troops were far inferior to his. They were not capable of dealing with the Jin Kingdom, and he happened to be able to meet his conditions.

It would be beneficial for the two companies to merge and complement each other and coexist, provided that he can tolerate his extending his hand into Henan and other places.

In a blink of an eye, Guo Jing made a decision. He raised the milk wine on the table and drank it all, saying loudly, "Uncle Mu Huali invited me, Guo Jing will accompany me. We will definitely destroy the Kingdom of Jin!"

The two most powerful men in the North looked at each other and then burst into laughter, with the sound echoing in the hall for a long time.

That day, Guo Jing stayed in the palace and saw how luxurious Mu Huali's palace was. Various items used by the emperor were brought in for practice, as well as rare items sent by merchants from all over the world, which opened his eyes.

In the evening, he met with many generals under Mu Huali, many of whom were Han Chinese. The banquet was very harmonious. Guo Jing was already familiar with this process and was not restrained at all.

When these generals saw Guo Jing, they also wanted to make friends with him. They were both Han Chinese and lived in a large Mongolian family. Guo Jing was the son-in-law of Genghis Khan and a powerful upstart in Mongolia. This was a great opportunity for them.

If it were before, Guo Jing might have wanted to steal someone else's girl, but now he no longer has that intention. He has many military commanders under his command, but what he lacks are capable officials.

Both the guests and the hosts had a great time and the dinner lasted until late at night.

When I returned to the room, two beautiful women were already waiting there.

Guo Jing walked over to the bed and sat down, looking them over, "Are you Han Chinese?"

"My Lord, I am from Yizhou."

"I am from Kaifeng."

Both places had experienced wars. Guo Jing did not have much desire for them at this moment, but he did not drive them out either. In troubled times, human lives were worthless, especially beauties like them. If they were not careful, their end would be extremely tragic.

Even if they are kicked out today, they will be sent to entertain others in the future.

"You stay here tonight, I'll sleep alone." After saying that, Guo Jing took off his coat and got on the bed.

The two beauties couldn't figure out his temper, so they could only obey him and sleep in the corner.

Early in the morning, Guo Jing had just gotten up when a servant came to the door to help him wash up. After practicing boxing for a while in the yard, Mu Huali sent someone to invite him again.

As soon as he sat down, Mu Huali threw him a report, "Guo Jing, this is the battle report from the south, take a look first."

Guo Jing did not say much. He opened it and saw the news that Song Dynasty had moved its capital and Jin people had occupied Lin'an.

This news did not surprise him. In fact, he was mentally prepared after he learned that the Jin army had crossed the Yangtze River. Jiangnan was a prosperous world, and the Jin army would definitely not fail.

If we can’t beat them, can we beat the Song Dynasty?

Guo Jing put down the battle report, his eyes flashing with a hint of fighting spirit, "Uncle, it seems that the Jin people are going to escape."

"The area around Kaifeng is flat and there is no strategic location to defend. If the Jin Kingdom takes over Jiangnan, they will definitely have to move. We don't have much time." Mu Huali nodded and continued, "Guo Jing, you just took over Guanzhong. How many troops can you mobilize now?"

Guo Jing had already prepared a plan, and replied, "I used 100,000 troops to attack Guanzhong, and nearly half of them were killed or wounded. I took Guandong and Chang'an, and got more than 100,000 Jin soldiers who surrendered. In total, I can mobilize 150,000 troops, but the Jin soldiers who surrendered cannot be reused, so it is difficult for them to exert their combat effectiveness."

In fact, Guo Jing had more than just troops at his disposal. If he withdrew all the soldiers from the Three Jins, even without counting the surrendered Jin soldiers, he would still have 100,000 soldiers available.

Mu Huali pondered for a moment and said, "150,000 is not a small number. If you don't want those Jin soldiers who surrendered, you can give them to me. I know you like to use Han people. I will exchange them with you. What do you think?"

"no problem."

He controlled Guanzhong and the Three Jins, with a population of millions. He could use both Han and Jin people. He was no longer bound by these things. With the integration of various ethnic groups in the north, it was impossible for him to use only Han people. This was inevitable.

Mu Huali smiled coldly, "I have many Jin surrendered generals under my command. If used well, they will be a good fighting force. It would be best if the Jin people fight against the Jin people and let them kill each other."

"Uncle, what you said makes sense. We can't let these Jin soldiers go unchecked. It's inevitable that they will die on the battlefield." The two men decided the fate of hundreds of thousands of Jin soldiers in a few words. Then, Mu Huali's words stunned Guo Jing, "I heard that you had a very powerful siege weapon when you attacked Guanzhong. Can you let me see it when you go to Kaifeng this time?"

Did the news spread so quickly?
This thing couldn't be hidden even if he wanted to. Guo Jing nodded generously, "No problem, I will let my uncle open his eyes when the time comes."

……

Southern Song Dynasty, Lin'an.

The former capital of the Song Dynasty had become a ghost town. When the news of the capital's relocation spread, a large number of people and capital fled, causing this prosperous city to quickly wither.
After the imperial court officially moved its capital, official ships appeared on the river bank every day. The royal family, officials, and literati from all walks of life left the city. Without people, even the most prosperous city lost its color.

After more than half a month of relocation, only tens of thousands of elderly, weak, sick and disabled people were left in Lin'an City, and those who could escape had all fled.

As a result, people from Jiangsu, Zhejiang and other places also moved south. However, even though everyone fled, many people still stayed in their hometowns. Some did not have time to flee, and some were reluctant to leave their homeland.

"call……"

The cold wind blew through the streets, the smell of blood filled the air, corpses and flames of war were everywhere in Lin'an City, the fire spread in the houses, burning up half the sky.

After the Jin army entered the city, they continued to kill. The Jin army commander never thought of restraining them. The Jin Kingdom was now in need of soldiers as fierce as wolves and tigers. If they could use the people of a city to train an elite force, what would be wrong with that?
Anyway, those who died were all Han people. They would die sooner or later. The Han people are so fertile that if we kill one batch of them, they will reproduce more.

At this time, the commander of the Jin army entered the imperial city of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Even though all the people in the imperial city had left, the remaining city was still magnificent, with flower ponds, waterside pavilions, palaces and towers. Yang Kang arrived at the palace surrounded by soldiers.

The hall is very empty and many things have been moved away, but one can still get a glimpse of its former glory.

Yang Kang walked in the hall in his dragon robe, looking at the beams and pillars carved with dragons and phoenixes, with a smug smile on his face. What about the Han people? Didn't they also flee in panic after being beaten by the Jin Kingdom?

You lost Kaifeng in the past, and now you have lost Lin'an. Sooner or later you will be destroyed by the Great Jin Kingdom.

Guo Jing, what does it matter if you are the king of the north? I, Yang Kang, ascended to the throne of a prince without any effort, so what does it matter if you are beaten to death by the Mongols?
Sooner or later, I, Yang Kang, will ascend the throne of emperor and lead the Jin Kingdom back to the north!
With a heart full of lofty ambitions, Yang Kang came to the place where the dragon throne was placed in front of the Danbi. At this time, a thoughtful waiter brought a chair. Yang Kang sat down leisurely, looking down at the hall below, his inner ambitions growing more and more.

At the same time, Jiangnan West Road, Nanchang Prefecture.

Emperor Zhao Kuo of the Song Dynasty entered Nanchang surrounded by hundreds of officials and held the first court meeting after the capital was moved. He sat on the dragon chair and looked at the officials below. For the first time, he felt that these officials were so hateful. He handed over all the government affairs to them, but they actually repaid him like this.

The Jin army marched south across the river and defeated them, forcing him to flee in a hurry, leaving the imperial palace, the Taoist palace, and his picturesque manors, and coming to this strange place.

There was a solemn and tragic atmosphere in the hall. Zhao Kuo looked around for a few seconds and nodded slightly. The officials nearby were holding court as usual. They were already familiar with the process and would not be rude just because they were in a strange place.

In the court, both the pro-war and pro-peace factions have stopped their movements. Now is a critical moment for the survival of the Song Dynasty. If they continue to fight among themselves, the Song Dynasty will be really finished.

So all the officials devoted themselves to discussing how to resist the Jin army, prevent them from crossing the south of the Yangtze River, and expand the results of the war.

After the court session, Zhao Kuo leaned on the railing of the pavilion, staring blankly at the north. Soon, a heavy rain came, soaking his wide Taoist robe. The eunuch was about to come up to change his clothes, but he sighed and said, "If I were still in Lin'an, how could the rain in the south of the Yangtze River wet my clothes?"

When the news reached the outer court, all officials fell silent, and then continued to discuss matters as if nothing had happened. Emperor Zhao's words were long useless. Apart from asking for money to build palaces and Taoist temples, not many people paid attention to what he said.

After discussing for several days, they made arrangements, appointing Meng Zongzhen as the commander-in-chief and the defense envoy of Huzhou to resist the Jin army and control the troops in Xiangyang, Fancheng and other places.

This man was the son of Meng Lin, a general under Yue Fei. He followed his father to fight against the Jin army when he was young and moved to Xiangyang and Zaoyang with the army. One of his sons was named Meng Gong, who was the last capable general of the Song Dynasty. He destroyed 100,000 Jin troops in Shu and finally joined forces with Mongolia to destroy the Jin Dynasty.

It has to be said that the Southern Song court was not without capable people, but under the situation of civil control, it was difficult for military men to stand out. They could only rise up when order collapsed and they were given tasks in times of crisis. Otherwise, even strong men like Di Qing and Yue Fei had to end up in disgrace.

After Meng Zongzhen took over as the commander-in-chief, he repelled the attack of the Jin army by defending the city. At this time, the Song Dynasty had already implemented the policy of fortifying the city and clearing the countryside. The Jin army could not get supplies in the wild, and dared not go south across the first-line cities such as Xiangyang.

However, Emperor Zhao had long left Nanchang. Instead, he took his trusted Taoist priest to the Tianshi Temple on Mount Longhu, where he practiced meditation in the Taoist palace. Out of sight, out of mind. After entering the Taoist temple, his heart completely calmed down and he became indifferent to the affairs of the outside world.

After all, it doesn't matter where you practice Taoism, as long as it doesn't disturb the peace of Emperor Zhao.

When the war in the south stabilized, the old ways of the small Southern Song court began to return. They calculated on giving money to build a palace for the emperor. After all, Emperor Zhao couldn't live in a Taoist palace, right?
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north.

Guo Jing stayed in Mu Huali's palace and had been discussing how to send troops to attack the Jin Kingdom. He also learned about the situation in Hebei, Shandong and other places. In these places, the remnants of the Jin Kingdom rebelled from time to time and were very unstable. In the areas near Henan, there were dukes appointed by the Jin Emperor who were resisting stubbornly.

Although the palace is the uncrowned king of the north, Mu Huali's rule is superficial. As long as the local forces provide troops and food, he will no longer interfere. This saves him trouble, but Guo Jing shook his head.

There was no way. This was too crude compared to the way he governed in Taiyuan. Mu Huali had no intention of taking root here and still used the grassland methods to rule. Although it was stable quickly, it also laid many hidden dangers.

But Guo Jing could understand his difficulties. The Yanyun area, together with Liaodong and Hebei, was such a large territory that even if he was in charge, it would take him ten years to sort it out. If Genghis Khan had left him a few thousand more cavalry, the rebellions in various places would not have been impossible to clear up.

Now, whether it is him or Mu Huali, the main forces at their disposal are actually infantry, and his cavalry is limited by war horses and soldiers, with only 20,000, while Mu Huali's is even less, only 10,000.

(End of this chapter)