The Three Kingdoms began with island farming

Chapter 635 The future is long
Bo Diao felt cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Kanishka II's coughs echoed in the empty hall, and each cough was like a hammer hitting his heart.

"I'm afraid Hubishekhar III and Surya will not surrender just like that." Bo Diao said with a grim expression.

Bo Diao has long been resentful of these two thorns in his side.

Especially Hubishka III, with whom he was incompatible.

Taking the initiative to give in and talk about alliance at this time will undoubtedly boost their arrogance and serve as an excuse to negotiate conditions.

Kanishka II naturally saw through Potio's thoughts and sighed softly.

The current situation is really too bad.

Kanishka II knew both Pothiyya and Hubishka III very well.

Bo Diao has ambitious means, but he acts too radically and is not suitable for handling the current situation.

If the Kushan Empire were handed over to him, it might prosper for a while, but that would be just like a person's last gasp, like a tower built on sand, which would collapse at the slightest breeze.

As for Hubishekhar III, let alone him, he simply did not take him seriously.

If it weren't for the Han people, he would have wanted to take advantage of the stupid and naive character of Hubishekha III and take him down when the time was right.

After all, it's easy to deal with such a fool.

But he didn't expect that the situation would deteriorate so quickly and was completely out of his control.

The Han army in the south has already arrived, so how far can the Han army in the north be?
What Bo Diao said was nothing more than wanting to use force to quell the "internal strife" and then solve the problem of the Han people.

But can the Kushan Empire today really withstand such turmoil?

Now Kanishka II could not help but fall into confusion.

Having failed miserably, he no longer saw any hope for the Kushan Empire.

However, the situation was worse than he had imagined.

News came from the south again that many important cities were easily captured under the guidance of the southern Kushan warlords.

The terrifying power of the Han army and the persuasion of the southern powerful men made the Kushan defenders surrender.

Almost at the same time, news came from the north that the Han army had also sent troops and had arrived at the border, confronting the elite Kushan troops led by Hussein and Bim.

Secretly, Kanishka II received another message.

Several generals he placed under Hubishka III were demoted for various reasons.

After three consecutive pieces of bad news came, Kanishka II could no longer bear it. He spat out a mouthful of blood and lay on the bed, dying.

Realizing that he was dying, Kanishka II called for Potio.

The bedroom was filled with a strong smell of medicine, and the ambergris mixed with the smell of blood in the bronze incense burner lingered between the gauze curtains.

Bo Diao knelt in front of the bed, watching the old emperor's cloudy eyes moving in his sunken eye sockets. Suddenly, withered fingers grabbed his wrist with astonishing strength.

"Listen!" Kanishka II's voice seemed to be squeezed out from deep in his chest.

"The Kushan Empire is now in a precarious situation, with internal and external troubles erupting simultaneously. It can no longer withstand the turmoil."

"I was naive before. I thought I had everything under control. I wanted to temper your temper, but I ended up being fooled by the Han people!"

Having said this, Kanishka II's eyes were filled with regret and anger.

In the eyes of Kanishka II, the method used by Tian Ze and others was extremely disgraceful. It could almost be said that it was an undeclared war, deceiving them and completely immoral.

When it comes to scheming and tricks, they are indeed far inferior to the people in the Central Plains.

What the enemy sees as cunning and deceitful is what one sees as resourceful and resourceful.

Originally they wanted to use the Han people to train the army and reorganize it. But they never thought that in just a moment, the situation would come to this point and they had to fight a battle to defend the capital.

He was really unwilling to do so.

"The Han people are treacherous, and now they have strong soldiers and horses. We are no match for them in this regard."

"But we also have our advantages."

"Kushan is ours after all. Even if the Han army occupies these territories, they won't have enough manpower to manage them. Chaos will surely arise over time."

"We can use our home advantage to gradually rescue the people who are under control."

"The longer it takes, the better it will be for us."

"So, you have to endure it!"

Kanishka II dug his fingers deeply into Bodiao's wrist, and a fierce light suddenly flashed in his cloudy eyes: "Endure until the Han army's battle line is extended, and endure until chaos breaks out in their rear!"

"Those local tyrants are all wolves that can never be tamed. If they don't get what they want, they will become resentful and start internal strife over time."

Upon hearing this, Bo Diao looked unwilling.

His wisdom was no less than that of Kanishka II, but his pride did not allow him to make such a choice.

Kanishka II exerted his strength and pulled Potiao close to his face, spraying his turbid breath on his face: "Do you think I don't know what's in your heart? It's easy to be brave for a while, but it's the hardest to lead the Kushans to survive!"

"When our ancestors were bullied and driven away by the Xiongnu in the northern frontier, wasn't it because of their endurance that they were able to establish such a foundation here?"

"In terms of tactics and military strength, we are no match for the Han people. Only by dragging it out can we win!"

Bo Diao's nails dug deeply into his palms, and his fists under the brocade robe trembled slightly.

"Are you going to give up the South just like that?" His voice was filled with suppressed anger.

"Is the sacrifice of Kumar and the Guards Infantry Battalion just going to become a topic of conversation among the Han people?"

"In this case, where is the dignity of the empire?"

"Dignity?" Kanishka II suddenly laughed, and his laughter was mixed with blood foam.

"What qualifications do the weak have to talk about dignity?"

"Since you have already become the other party's prey, don't even think about maintaining your so-called dignity."

Kanishka II's laughter suddenly stopped, and the blood foam in his throat made him twitch violently.

Bo Diao hurriedly supported the old emperor's trembling shoulders. When he smelled the sweet and fishy scent coming from the other's mouth, the anger in his heart immediately dissipated.

Kanishka II looked at the scepter that symbolized royal power, and his nails dug into the back of Boyo's hand.

“True dignity lies not in going to death with your head held high, but in being stuck in the mud and still holding on to your soul.”

"You are the king of Kushan, you have your own responsibilities and missions to shoulder."

Upon hearing this, Bo Diao's body trembled slightly and he stared at the scepter beside him.

Suddenly, he grabbed it tightly.

"One day, I will make the Han people bow down to us!"

Burying all the humiliation and unwillingness in his heart, Bo Diao spoke calmly.

Kanishka II saw this scene and forced a smile.

Finally, this stubborn donkey was convinced. Although I don't know how long Bo Diao can hold on, as long as we get through this hurdle, we can make long-term plans in the future.

There is ample time!

(End of this chapter)