Destroy Jin and conquer Song, and carry the Northern Expedition through to the end

Chapter 479: The Duke of the General's Thoughts Are Different
Hesheli Zhining was very angry.

They had clearly caught the Khitans by the tail and could put down the Khitan rebellion soon, but Wanyan Yong and his gang chose to collude and prepare to cause trouble at this moment.

What do they think of national affairs? A joke?
At this moment, Hesheli Zhining really had the urge to lead his troops and kill Wanyan Yong and his men on the spot.

But it didn't work.

At this time, the northern army stationed in Linhuang Prefecture had a total of more than 10,000 elite soldiers, of which at least 3,000 were from Wanyan Yong's faction, and were directly commanded by Wanyan Mouyan.

Among the remaining people, there were only about 3,000 die-hard fans of Hesheli Liangbi, and the remaining 4,000 were basically people who did not want to help either side and did not want to get involved in the dispute over the throne. They just wanted to quell the Khitan rebels.

This was not because Hesheli Liangbi was incompetent, but because taking Wanyan Yong out of Liaoyang Prefecture was the result of compromise on all sides. Even if he was the Shangshu Zuocheng and the chief of the Hesheli tribe, he could not have gone any further.

As for depriving Wanyan Mouyan of his military power and imprisoning Wanyan Yong, don't even think about it.

If we want to get to this point, we cannot solve it without a large-scale civil war.

The outcome of a civil war will be decided, and the winner will be badly damaged. By then, the Khitans will become more powerful and directly restore their country in Liao territory. That will be a lot of fun!

But if you want to use Wanyan Mouyan's troops, how can you not give him the corresponding political and military status?
If he is given status, it will be difficult for Wanyan Yong to suppress him.

This is a dead end.

The situation was similar for Wanyan Yong.

Therefore, Hesheli Zhining could only question Wuyan Chala in the most brutal way.

But Wuyan Chala was not an ordinary person. Seeing Hesheli Zhining's attitude, he was too lazy to retort. He turned around and confronted the other party with his golden mace.

Although you share the same surname of Hesheli, do you really think you are the prime minister of the dynasty and the chief of the Hesheli tribe?

Hesheli Zhining suddenly became furious and also stepped forward with his sword.

Wanyan Fushou didn't show it on his face, but he was thinking in his heart, "What a great guy!"

Has the situation at the front camp reached such a critical point? Shouldn't we draw our swords now?!

"Zhining! Stop!"

Just when the atmosphere was about to explode, a white-faced, long-bearded man in his fifties walked out of Wanyan Yong's tent and came between Hesheli Zhining and Wuyan Chala.

The person was none other than Hesheli Zhining's immediate superior, the Northern Commander-in-Chief Bai Yanjing.

"Cha La, put down your weapon too. As a general, how can you be so disrespectful as to constantly shout at your comrades to fight and kill?!"

Wanyan Yong also walked out of the tent, first scolding Wuyan Chala, then looking at Hesheli Zhining with a smile: "Zhining, it is normal for there to be some misunderstandings in the army, but if there is anything serious, it can be brought up for discussion at the military meeting, how can it be brought up for use with weapons?"

Hesheli Zhining looked at him coldly and was about to retort, but Bai Yanjing pulled him back and said to Wanyan Yong with a smile, "Duke Cao is right. Military affairs are complicated. Zhining and I will return to the army first. Goodbye."

Having said that, Bai Yanjing took Hesheli Zhining and left quickly.

After walking a few dozen steps, Hesheli Zhining, regardless of the guards beside him, questioned Bai Yanjing on the spot: "General Bai, why are you stopping me?"

Bai Yanjing sighed and pulled Hesheli Zhining back to his own tent.

This Jurchen commander, who was born in the Buluohuo tribe and whose original name was Yaoshe, had been completely sinicized at this time. His clothing and appearance were no different from those of the Han people. It would be better to say that Bai Yanjing was a Han scholar rather than a Jurchen warrior from outside the Great Wall. Even his tent was filled with various books, and his only weapons were a large bow and a set of armor.

Bai Yanjing pressed Hesheli Zhining into his seat and poured him a cup of hot tea before saying, "Why didn't I stop you? Could I have let you really kill Wuyan Chala? How could Duke Cao forgive you then?" "Duke Cao? Hehe, Duke Cao..." Hesheli Zhining sipped his tea and slammed the bowl down on the table. "General Bai, have you also defected to Wanyan Yong?!"

Bai Yanjing shook his head and replied, "Zhining, you are still so impatient. Let me ask you, what is the most important thing right now? Or, in other words, what is your purpose?"

Hesheli Zhining calmed down and said, "The most important thing is to defeat the Khitan rebels, and the goal is naturally to stabilize the Great Jin."

Bai Yanjing clapped his hands, "Come on! Zhining, since you are as determined as frost and snow, don't worry about anything else! As long as you can pacify the Khitan and Liaodong, what does the rest have to do with you?!"

As he spoke, Bai Yanjing lowered his voice and approached Zhining, saying, "Tell me, who will be the emperor, His Majesty or Duke Cao? Is it really necessary for you to worry about it?"

Hesheli Zhining was stunned for a moment, then looked at Bai Yanjing in astonishment.

"Look at the Left Prime Minister. How high is his position? He's the prime minister of the dynasty! Have you seen him do anything? As long as the Great Jin is stable, does he really care who is the emperor? As long as Duke Cao doesn't rebel now and is still following us to fight the Khitans, no matter how many troops he has or what he wants to do, what does it have to do with us?" Bai Yanjing's voice was low and rapid. "Do you really care about this?"

"But, but are we just going to watch like this?"

Faced with such doubts, Bai Yanjing stretched out a finger and shook it: "First, we have to see what Zuo Cheng does. Second, you and I are both generals. At this time, we have been ordered to suppress the Khitan rebellion. We should only focus on the war and nothing else!"

Hesheli Zhining thought about it, but was helpless. He could only sigh, drink the tea in one gulp, then bowed and left.

On the other side, Wanyan Fushou, Gao Zhongjian and Lu Wanjianu finally got what they wanted. Regardless of the fact that there were still people around them, they knelt down in front of the tent like pushing down a golden mountain and overturning a jade pillar, kowtowed deeply to Wanyan Yong, and called him "Ming Gong".

Wanyan Yong hurriedly helped these people up, feeling extremely happy.

Over the past few days, although Wanyan Yong has been constantly trying to win over military generals and local officials, and many people have shown a favorable impression of him, there are still only a few who stand out and support him, and they are all small fry.

It can be said that Wanyan Fushou was the first general to defect to him recently.

It should be noted that Wanyan Fushou not only represents himself, but also represents 20,000 households in Hesuguan Road. With these 20,000 households in hand, even if a civil war is to be fought, he will have some confidence.

After they sat down in the tent and exchanged a few pleasantries, Wanyan Yong finally got to the point: "Fushou, how did you come to surrender to me with hundreds of elite cavalry? Did someone tell you that?"

Wanyan Fushou stood up and bowed, "Duke Cao is as wise as a god. This is the plan given by Shi Ju, the Minister of Personnel, Shi Zimei."

After hearing the whole story, Wanyan Yong sighed to the sky, "Minister Shi is truly the wisest man in the world. If there is a future, he will surely be rewarded handsomely!"

Wanyan Fushou was about to nod, but immediately remembered the key words: "Minister Shi asked me to tell the Duke that no matter how big a thing the Duke wants to do, he must do it after defeating the Khitan bandits, otherwise Liaodong will be in danger!"

Wanyan Yong suddenly stood up, frowned, and asked, "Did Minister Shi really say that?"

Wanyan Fushou nodded heavily: "It is absolutely true, not a single word has been changed."

Wanyan Yong paced in the tent, then looked at his uncle Li Shi who was sitting beside him.

Li Shi looked at Wanyan Fushou, seeming to be thinking about something.

After a long while, Li Shi finally spoke up, "Wulu, wouldn't it be perfect for General Fushou to do what we discussed earlier?"

Wanyan Yong's eyes lit up, and then he looked at Wanyan Fushou, like a gourmet who had been hungry for three days looking at a fat lamb.

Wanyan Fushou shuddered all over.

Could it be that without any hard work or hunger, a great mission would suddenly be bestowed upon him?!

(End of this chapter)