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Chapter 42 The Destruction of Xixia

 Hearing this, Li Xiaofan showed a satisfied look, and laughed and said: "Hahaha... The holy monk Gao Yi, then I will wait for your good news."

He suppressed his smile and promised seriously: "I can guarantee that after Shaolin lay disciples join the army in Xiangyang, their treatment will be the same as that of the regular army of the Song Dynasty. They will not be used as cannon fodder."

With the existence of the hypnotic statue, he will naturally not treat Shaolin disciples as cannon fodder. These are rare sources of soldiers.

"Amitabha, thank you very much, Mr. Li. The young monk will go down and have a good discussion with the monks first." The wine-fighting monk lowered his eyes slightly and clasped his hands together.

"But, military advisor, please take them to the backyard to settle down first, and then come see me." Li Xiaofan nodded and ordered.

Huang Yaoshi nodded slightly, stretched out his hand and said, "Masters, please follow me." Seeing the monks getting up, he turned around and led them out of the hall.

After passing through the pavilions, everyone soon came to a three-story pavilion.

He led the monks into the building, raised his hands and said, "Masters, if you need anything, you can ask the guards outside the building. Huang will not disturb you."

After speaking, he turned around and left, turning his back to the monks with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and walking briskly towards the lobby.

After a while.

The Doujiu Divine Monk sensed the surroundings and found that no one was watching, so he waved his hand to relieve the mute acupuncture points for the monks.

"Uncle Master, why did you agree to such a rude request?" The head of the Bodhidharma Hall asked with a frown.

The other leaders also had doubts in their eyes, only Abbot Kucheng closed his eyes and remained silent.

"Amitabha, if I hesitated for just a moment, the opponent would kill us, and the Shaolin inheritance would be destroyed." The wine-fighting monk clasped his hands together and replied indifferently.

"This... but if you agree to the other party's request, my many years of Shaolin heritage will be exhausted. Can't I dismiss the monks and hide with the inheritance?"

Kucheng opened his eyes and looked at the person who asked the question calmly: "Do you think our Shaolin can evade the intelligence system of the Beggar Clan?"

The beggar gang has developed horribly and abnormally in recent years, and its intelligence capabilities have made many people in the world fearful.

"Okay, since you can't avoid this disaster, then face it calmly, so that you can still leave a good impression in the other person's heart.

You hurry up and send a message to the lay disciples, asking them to come to Xiangyang. Kucheng personally goes back to Shaolin and brings the monks with him."

The Dionysian Monk waved his hand to interrupt everyone's discussion and issued the order with a serious expression.

"Amitabha."

The monks said the Buddha's name with serious expressions.

……

Front yard lobby.

Huang Yaoshi walked to the bottom and sat down, and smiled: "My lord, do you need the intelligence system to keep an eye on Shaolin? Try to empty their wealth as much as possible."

Shaolin lay disciples are a very good source of troops, of course the more the better.

Li Xiaofan nodded slightly and warned: "Just do what you want. Since Shaolin is so knowledgeable, you can't go too far."

After thinking for a while, he continued: "You ask the Beggar Gang to send food and fodder for the 30,000-strong army to the Kingdom of Jin every month. Remember, it must be in the name of the Jianghu Gang and not to attract the attention of the Mongols."

The 30,000-strong army is just right, no more and no less. If it is too much, it will easily arouse others' suspicion. If it is too little, Jin Aizong will be too contemptuous.

Only when he sees that there are benefits to be gained from cooperating with him will he continue to make compromises with himself.

"My lord plans to secretly support the Kingdom of Jin?" Huang Yaoshi's eyes flashed with surprise, and he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Although the Kingdom of Jin is now sunset, its heritage still exists, coupled with its own secret support.

It would not be that easy for Mongolia to destroy the Jin Kingdom, and they would pay a heavier price.

We only need to watch the battle quietly and give Mongolia a fatal blow at the critical moment, so that it will not be able to attack the Song Dynasty in a short period of time.

It was time to destroy the Song Dynasty and help the lord ascend to the throne. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel excited.

"Yes, the Jin Kingdom has been crippled by Mongolia and has no possibility of rising.

Now that we have strengthened the Jin Kingdom and allowed it to consume Mongolia's vitality, it is the most beneficial choice for us." Li Xiaofan nodded and said calmly.

Huang Yaoshi cupped his hands and said with a smile: "My lord is far-sighted and my subordinates admire him. When the Jin Kingdom and Mongolia are about to fight, that will be the time when my lord becomes a great treasure."

"Hahaha... Then I'll lend you some good words." Li Xiaofan couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

Tap tap tap——

Qiao Zhe walked in with a letter in hand and a serious look on his face. He raised his hands in the head and said solemnly: "Master, urgent information from Xixia."

Li Xiaofan suppressed his smile, sat upright, and a ray of true energy came out, rolled up the letter, opened it, and started reading.

Dong Dong Dong——

After reading the contents of the letter, I squinted my eyes, and a burning murderous intention flashed through my heart.

He waved the letter to Huang Yaoshi, tapped the table and began to think.

Barbarians are barbarians after all, and their methods are as cruel as ever.

After the leader of the Xixia Kingdom surrendered, he was tortured to death. The people in Xingqing City were also massacred, and the prosperous Xixia capital was burned to the ground.

He pursed his lips to suppress the murderous intention in his heart and thought about the current situation.

Now that Xixia has perished, Genghis Khan has also died in Liupan Mountain.

Mongolia will continue to argue for a period of time over the issue of successors.

During this period, Torre will be temporarily in charge of the national affairs. A year later, the Mongolian army will go south, besiege Qingyang, and launch a campaign against the Jin Kingdom.

In August of the following year, the Mongolian Congress will hold the Lilekuli Conference, at which time Ogedai will ascend the throne, and then Mongolia will launch a full-scale general attack on the Jin Kingdom.

Huang Yaoshi put down the letter in his hand and said with an ugly face: "The methods of the Mongolian barbarians are really too cruel. This massacre has happened several times.

When we have the opportunity, we must retaliate against them severely and avenge the dead Han people."

As he spoke, he clenched his right fist violently, his heart boiling with murderous intent, and ruthless plans flashed through his mind.

Li Xiaofan nodded slowly and said in a cold tone: "If you don't tell me this, I will make Mongolia pay the price, but now is not the time, we need to wait for the opportunity."

"Lord, when do you think Mongolia will launch a full-scale attack on the Kingdom of Jin?" Huang Yaoshi took a deep breath, suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, and asked solemnly.

I admire my lord's ability to observe luck. The situation in the world is exactly the same as what he speculated many years ago.

As long as you know the next situation, you can make a careful calculation. It is best to defeat Mongolia in a wave, and then you can overthrow the Song Dynasty and help the lord ascend to the great treasure.

"In one year, the Mongolian army will go south and launch an attack on Qingyang, and in the next year they will launch a full-scale attack on the Jin Kingdom.
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