He suddenly asked, "Pastor Chagan, did you sense anything?"

The old man with a gaunt face covered in strange patterns said, "I sense that God is protecting His people. This battle is a sacred war, and victory is assured!"

The Naiman tribe were followers of Nestorianism, a sect that branched off from Eastern Orthodoxy and also worshipped God.

In fact, the tradition had already spread to Chang'an during the Tang Dynasty, and some people in Chang'an even celebrated Christmas.

Yubulu laughed and said, "It seems that Yelü Dashi did not lie to us!"

"Yelü Dashi is a messenger sent by God. He will lead us to the light and will surely be crowned king!"

"And what about me?"

"You will be the strongest warrior under the throne!"

"Hahaha! Well said!"

Yubulu was absolutely confident of breaching the city. His brother-in-law, Yelü Dashi, had told him that the Song generals Liu Yanqing and his son were incompetent and at odds with Zhang Shen, leaving Blackwater City virtually defenseless.

Indeed, at this moment, in the commander's mansion in Blackwater City, there was singing and dancing. Liu Yanqing was already dead drunk, and Liu Guangshi was embracing a beautiful woman, laughing heartily. His subordinates below were all laughing so hard their faces were distorted.

If Zhao Huan knew that his border general was enjoying himself even more than he was, he would surely be furious, and all the generals in Blackwater City would probably lose their heads.

Unfortunately, Liu Yanqing, whom Qian Gai had strongly recommended to Zhong Shidao, messed things up at this crucial moment.

As for Qian Gai himself, having managed the Northwest for many years, he was suspected of becoming too powerful to control and was transferred to the Longyou Protectorate.

At this moment, a flying cavalryman rushed towards Blackwater City. When the knight arrived at the city gate, he shouted, "I am Morin, a guard of the Imperial City. Open the gate at once!"

The soldiers guarding the city quickly opened the gate, and Morin rushed in. Without waiting for the soldiers to ask him any questions, he charged into the city.

"Urgent military intelligence, no mistakes allowed!"

He headed straight for the commander's mansion, dismounted, and as the guards at the gate tried to stop him, he pulled out his token and said, "I am a member of the Emperor's personal guard. Do not obstruct me. Where is Commander Liu Yanqing?"

The guard was intimidated by his imposing presence and quickly replied, "General Liu is currently in his residence."

Mo Lin walked straight in, only to hear the sounds of string and wind instruments, which immediately enraged him.

He rushed in and, seeing the chaotic scene before him, immediately flew into a rage: "Commander Liu, the Mongol army of 100,000 is marching south, and you're still here indulging in pleasure!"

He roared, and Liu Yanqing immediately trembled, regaining his senses: "Who are you...?"

No sooner had he spoken than he saw Morin's attire and immediately recognized him, exclaiming, "So it's the Emperor's personal guards!"

"Commander Liu, the Mongol army of 100,000 is marching south and is now approaching Blackwater City, just ten miles away!"

Liu Yanqing then realized what had happened, and his drunkenness subsided. His expression changed drastically: "What did you say!"

Morin wished he could stab this stupid pig to death.

The enemy was already ten miles away, and he didn't even notice!

If it weren't for the current military crisis, Morin would have actually killed Liu Yanqing on the spot.

Liu Guangshi, who was standing to the side, also realized what was happening.

Liu Yanqing immediately regained his composure and asked, "What is your honorable surname?"

"Morin!"

“Brother Morin, you need not worry. Blackwater City is impregnable, with 100,000 troops inside. And now it’s freezing cold. Even if the Mongols had four legs, they couldn’t possibly take the city!”

"Then I urge Commander Liu to quickly reorganize the city's defenses in preparation for battle!"

Liu Yanqing dared not offend the Imperial Guards, and his tone was extremely polite: "Don't worry! Don't worry!"