Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 236: Attack on Shangjing City

Looking around, there was no emotion in Wanyan Kang's cold eyes.

He was clearly aware of everything that had just happened, both in his consciousness and in reality. It was not that he was in a daze, but that his reason and emotions were pulled out of his body, hanging high in the air, and then he was controlled by some extreme and crazy emotions.

Slowly putting the sword in his hand back into the scabbard, Wanyan Kang just uttered seven words lightly: "Get on the horse, follow me to Shangjing!"

None of the tens of thousands of Jin soldiers objected, and everyone's face was filled with fanaticism.

Although the Jin Dynasty imitated the political system of the Song Dynasty for many years, it still had its own unchanging basic colors. It held great power and had a large number of troops at hand. If it did not go to the capital to seize the throne, was it waiting for the capital to send it a cup of poison?

Loyalty?

Only when you sit in that position will you have the right to say these two words. Once you are buried in the ground, the people who kill you will never carve these two words on your tombstone.

As soon as the Mongolian army was repelled, Wanyan Kang led thousands of elite cavalry and tens of thousands of infantry straight to Shangjing City.

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Two snowfalls had just fallen in Shangjing City, and the thick snow covered the entire city, making this capital of the Jin Dynasty look somewhat depressed and desolate.

Since the rise of Zhongdu, although Shangjing City is still the capital of the Jin Dynasty, it has become a bit desolate. After all, Shangjing is too remote and far away from the prosperous Central Plains. The harsh weather conditions can only make up for the imbalance in resources.

The issue of moving the capital was discussed again and again, but it was never decided because all the ministers and officials were wavering between advancing and defending.

At this time, the sixth emperor of the Jin Dynasty, Jin Zhangzong Wanyan Jing, lived in the central palace, roasting charcoal fires and playing with beautiful maids. He felt that although Shangjing was cold, it was safe enough.

If he had moved the capital to Zhongdu earlier, he would have been trapped by the Mongols by now. How could he still enjoy the freedom and happiness he has today?

It is obvious that the good days of this longest-reigning Jin emperor are coming to an end.

A eunuch came running in, his clothes stained with wind and snow, and was blown into the warm hall. Several thinly dressed dancers shivered, and their originally graceful dance postures were slightly distorted.

Realizing that their dancing moves were distorted, the dancers still had sweet smiles on their faces, but there was a hint of despair in their eyes.

Emperor Jin was in a bad mood recently and had tortured many palace maids to death. Even two concubines had "died of illness". Naturally, they all lived very cautiously, as the slightest mistake could lead to their death.

"What are you panicking about?" Wanyan Jing drank the glass of wine handed to him by the beauty. His old face, covered with age spots, still showed the calmness and domineering of an emperor.

Power is the best tonic for men. Although Wanyan Jing, who holds great power, is old, his desires in all aspects are still hot and burning.

Among the six emperors of the Jin Dynasty so far, he had the longest reign, simply because he invited the great shaman into the palace in his early years and shared the country with the great shaman. In this way, any brothers or juniors who wanted to raise an army to usurp the throne would all die inexplicably in the mansion, and their plan would be stillborn before they could raise their army.

After so many times, no one dared to challenge his authority anymore. The longer he sat on the throne, the more stable the chair became.

Now the Great Shaman's disciple has taken over his position in the palace. The Great Shaman has been secluded in a secret room for a long time. Wanyan Jing's power has reached its peak. He can enjoy himself as he pleases and make the entire Jin Kingdom serve him alone.

If there were no Mongols, days like this would never last long.

Even though the Mongols were powerful, Wanyan Jing did not think they had the ability to attack the city of Shangjing.

"Wanyan Kang... Wanyan Kang is here with his troops to support the king!" The eunuch lay on the ground and said cautiously.

"Serve the king? Serving what king? The Mongols don't have..." Wanyan Jing's pupils shrank, and the head that was originally lying in the arms of the beauty immediately straightened up. "How dare he, a bastard adopted by the sixth brother, covet the throne of my Great Jin?"

"Send someone to intercept him immediately... and kill him on the spot!" Wanyan Jing shouted.

"Your Majesty! Why don't you confer the title of king on him, grant him a huge fortune and beautiful women, and summon him to the palace to reward him?" A voice sounded from outside the palace, and another person entered the palace in the wind and snow.

This man was dressed like a shaman, in his prime, holding a long bone staff in his hand. It was probably made of a dragon bone dug out from the ground, and had a jade-like texture.

"Master, do you mean to bring this traitor into the palace and kill him?" Wanyan Jing asked.

Then he nodded: "That's right. Although this traitor is rebellious, he still has some troops at his disposal. It's not advisable to confront him directly."

The middle-aged shaman still shook his head: "The Mongols are powerful, and only this man is capable of dealing with them. Your Majesty, why don't you pretend to confer the title of Crown Prince on his father Wanyan Honglie and promise him the title of future emperor, and let him fight the Mongols to his death? If he dies on the battlefield, Your Majesty can confer the title of Crown Prince posthumously. If he survives and defeats the Mongols, his father Wanyan Honglie will also help, so Your Majesty doesn't need to dirty his hands."

Wanyan Jing pondered for a moment after hearing this, and then said, "Wouldn't this be too much trouble? What if something changes..."

"I still think it's better to just kill him!"

The middle-aged shaman frowned, feeling that Wanyan Jing was not as obedient as his master had said.

"Your Majesty, the Mongols are by your side, posing a threat at all times. If even the commander-in-chief has doubts, then who can guarantee that your Majesty's kingdom will last for thousands of years?" the middle-aged shaman advised.

Wanyan Jing sighed deeply: "They are all traitors who have no king or father. I have to be on guard against them all the time. When will I have a figure like Marshal Yue under my command?"

"It's still not enough education!"

"Forget it... Let's do as the master says!"

The eunuch took the imperial edict and rushed out of the palace in a flash. Then he led a team of knights into the wind and snow to stop Wanyan Kang's army.

If the army arrived outside the capital city and intimidated the emperor, no matter how you explain it, it would be hard to make sense.

On the other side, Wanyan Kang led his army to attack day and night, and in just four days they were able to reach the capital city from afar.

Thinking that there would be a tough battle to be fought soon, Wanyan Kang ordered his soldiers to set up camp on the spot, rest and then march straight to Shangjing.

The Mongols cleared too many obstacles for him to seize power.

Most of the available troops around Shangjing City were sent to the front line to fight against the Mongols, and a considerable number of them had actually been incorporated by Wanyan Kang.

Even if there were still defenders, they would not know why they came because of the unclear situation of the war. They tricked many checkpoints open along the way under the pretext of "protecting the king".

Of course, there are certainly many people who know the truth but pretend to be ignorant.

It doesn’t matter. Wanyan Kang is determined to obtain the throne of the Jin Dynasty.

Only by sitting in that position can he better control the situation and see the peak scenery of the world.

(End of this chapter)