"Go back? The capital is right before our eyes!"
"Yes, my king! The Yinren Emperor just gave us so many gold, silver and women, their capital must be even richer!"
"You can't leave! If you leave, the fat meat that's right in your mouth will be gone!"
As Zuo Xian Wang looked at his excited subordinates, his ambition burned like wildfire. Concubine Xiao's seductive whisper echoed in his ears again:
"Your Majesty... that is the achievement of destroying a nation... endless wealth... supreme prestige..."
He stood up suddenly, his wolf-like eyes scanning the entire room, his voice firm and decisive:
"How can the eagle of Changshengtian return empty-handed!"
"I have decided to tear up that damned alliance. Taking advantage of the heavy snow, I will send troops overnight to attack Huanglong and destroy the capital of the Yin Dynasty!"
"good"
The tent was instantly filled with enthusiastic cheers.
The generals beat their chests excitedly, their eyes flashing with desire for wealth and killing.
"Your Majesty is wise!"
"Rush into the capital, steal money, food, and women!"
"Let the Emperor of Yin Dynasty give us the sheep-leading ceremony!"
At this moment, an old man dressed in a scholar's robe, who looked out of place, staggered out. This man was Zhang Shiqian, a Han strategist who had defected to the Tartars.
His face turned pale, and he fell to his knees with a thud, his voice desperate: "Your Majesty! No! Absolutely not!"
The noise died down for a moment, and all eyes, including the cold gaze of Zuo Xian Wang, were focused on him.
Zhang Shiqian kowtowed relentlessly, "Your Majesty! The alliance is based on trust and loyalty. Blatantly breaking it right after signing will surely lose the trust of the world, chilling the hearts of all quarters. It will also infuriate all the Yin people, uniting them in a common hatred!"
"Prince Yinxi of Jin is worried about having no excuse to mobilize troops. If our army gets bogged down in the capital, he can raise his arms and call for action, and the vassal states will surely respond."
"By then, our army will be attacked from all sides, our route back will be blocked, and to the east, there's the threat of Korea. I'm afraid... I'm in danger of being overthrown, Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty, please consider the overall situation and think twice before acting!"
His words were clear and to the point.
Zuo Xian Wang frowned slightly.
But immediately, a bearded Di leader kicked Zhang Wenqian on the shoulder, knocking him to the ground and cursing:
"Bullshit! All you Yin people know is conspiracy and intrigue! Credit? Can credit be eaten as food or ridden as a horse?"
Another general also sneered, "It's even better if the King of Jin comes. We can kill them all at once to save trouble later."
"Your Majesty, do not listen to this poor old man's attempts to deceive the army! The gold, silver, treasures, silks, and beauties in the capital are real."
"Yes! Charge in! They're all ours!"
"My king, give the order!"
The slight hesitation in Zuo Xian Wang's heart was completely dispelled by the enthusiasm of his subordinates and the imagined wealth of the capital.
He glanced at Zhang Shiqian, who was lying on the ground, with disgust and said coldly, "Drag him out! You're an eyesore!"
Two guards came forward and escorted Zhang Shiqian, whose face looked as pale as death, out of the golden tent.
With a clang, Zuo Xian Wang drew the sword from his waist, pointing the blade directly towards the capital. His voice was as cold as ice and snow, yet filled with fanaticism:
"Order to all armies! Abandon all unnecessary baggage and only take weapons and rations!"
"Tonight at midnight, march through the snow! Target is the capital of the Yin Dynasty! After the city is captured, do not put down your sword for three days!"
“Roar! Roar! Roar!”
The generals roared wildly, and the atmosphere in the tent reached its peak.
The cold military order spread throughout the camp as quickly as the north wind.
Countless Tatar soldiers emerged from their warm tents and sorted their weapons and armor in the blizzard, their faces filled with excitement about plundering and killing.
Iron hooves crushed the ice and snow, and huge armies, like a black tide surging in the dark night, silently but swiftly rushed towards the huge city that was prosperous and defenseless.
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