"In order to ensure fairness, the father decided to draw lots!"

King Li Fuxin of Qi hesitated for a moment, then suppressed his smile and said, "Fourth brother, King Zhao, is the Hei Shui Protector."

"However, the saint also compensated him and assigned the four prefectures of Bohai Kingdom to Zhao Kingdom. The territory is extremely wide and even wider than the three countries combined!"

The King of Han and the King of Wu also looked happy for them.

I don’t know how much happiness or gloating.

"Vladivostok is actually not bad!"

Zhang Weiqing nodded and boasted with difficulty: "There are many fish and cattle and sheep everywhere, and the mouths are all over the place. There are still 200,000 to 300,000 people. Except for more ice and snow, there are actually no shortcomings."

Several people were unable to refute.

That’s right, except for the six or seven months of winter every year, there are indeed no shortcomings. No matter how picky you are, it’s not easy to live.

In the eyes of several people, this is actually almost the same as the Tubo Wei Kingdom and Zhongshan Kingdom.

Thinking of this, the few people couldn't help but be glad that although Goryeo was not very good, it was at least a prosperous country in Haidong, with a population of one million.

Now that things have come to this point, Zhang Weiqing has nothing to say, so he talks with the princes and asks about his well-being.

The team of the Three Kings stayed in Liaoyang for nearly ten days and replenished a large amount of supplies before leaving slowly.

The people and merchants in Liaoyang Prefecture have tasted the benefits of the vassal kings for the first time:

Wouldn't it be said that Goryeo's several countries will have to trade in Liaodong Prefecture in the future?

This means a lot of wealth!

For a moment, the merchants with vision in Liaodong Prefecture prepared their luggage, prepared some specialties in Liaodong and scarce things in the Goryeo area, such as iron tools, agricultural tools, etc., following the footsteps of the Three Kings.

The benefits obtained from Liaodong Prefecture are difficult to measure.

For example, last year, after Zhang Weiqing conquered Shangjing, the vast grasslands south of the Liaohe River had already covered the scope of Liaodong Prefecture.

With such a large pasture, there was no time to transfer the tribe and herdsmen, and they could only be forced to accept rule.

Therefore, a large number of cattle, sheep, horses, etc. continued to flow to Liaodong, then turned to Youzhou, and then entered the Central Plains.

The interest rate spread is difficult to measure.

Li Fuxin and others didn't know that a large number of followers had come continuously.

...

In the ruined Shangjing City, the new Khan Yelu only led the Khitan nobles to station again.

Although he was short, he was still a barrier to Shangjing City and was destroyed by Zhang Weiqing.

If it weren't for the lack of food and grass, I'm afraid this land would have been occupied by it.

However, the Khitan nobles were still vigilant.

There is one to two. This time, there is food shortage, how can you not prepare for the next time?

The land of going to Beijing is not stable.

Therefore, today's issue is to move the capital.

"Shangjing is too close to Liaodong. The Tang people are good at navy. If they go upstream from the Liao River, how can they be short of food?"

Some nobles were polite and said: "Shangjing was burned down and could not wait for a long time, so they could only migrate again."

"Then, where will you migrate?" Yelu Xiu Ge's eyes were red, his hair was covered in blood, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura.

For a moment, such a coercion made people speechless.

Just now, thousands of people from the Wugu tribe were killed and tens of thousands of cattle and sheep were seized. Yelu Xiuge's prestige lost due to repeated defeats is returning little by little.

"Then, you can't just stay like this!"

The nobles said helplessly: "There were Tang people in front, the Wugu tribe and the enemy tribe behind, and the situation in the capital was in a difficult situation."

Yelu Xiuge said bluntly: "Why is it difficult to go to Beijing? We still have tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, are we afraid of the Tang people?"

"They don't have that many cavalry, so they can't occupy it."

Everyone was silent about Yelu Xiuge's confidence in the cavalry.

The heavily armored cavalry under Jinzhou City can be said to be a killer, so how can they still rely on?

Khitan Khan Yelu Yewuze sighed and said, "Last year, Shangjing was destroyed, and the cavalry and infantry were combined, with no flaws, so that the cavalry could not speak of and could not bite it."

"Last year, there was a city wall to rely on, but this year it was burned down, and there were only a few tents. What can this do?"

Like his brother, he has a high Chineseization, but he has no high ambition and high emotional intelligence, but instead exudes a decadent atmosphere.

Yelu is just an ordinary person, or an ordinary monarch.

He has a wide forehead, braided hair, and a wide face.

What surprised the most was that he had only one eye and the other one with an eye mask.

This is because when he had an affair with the palace maid who slept with King Yelu Jing, he was not only whipped hundreds of times, but also castrated and became a useless person.

Even in normal times, such a useless person is despised, but now, in the Khitan, which is about to break out in civil strife, the cowardly monarch is most suitable for balancing the relationship between various factions.

There is no way, he is the most suitable one.

However, he, who had no descendants, was the youngest son of Yelu Xian.

"I can't stay in Shangjing anymore!"

On the side, Yelu Xianshi, who had coughed twice, showed the truth helplessly: "I found that there was a wharf built by the Tang people next to the Liao River. Moreover, not only the Shangjing City, but also a large amount of grassland was burned."

"This means that the Tang people are trying to burn the wasteland. This year, perhaps next year, the Tang people will come, and then, the place will be lost."

"We Khitans are facing a life-and-death decision again!"

The old minister Yelu Wuzhi raised his head and his eyes were slightly wet. He looked around and everyone bowed his head, no one dared to look at each other.

"After all, it's up to you. The Khitan must preserve its vitality and rebuild its mighty power!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was ashamed and looked serious.

"Then, you can only go north!"

At this time, the Khan Yelu, who had been silent, said loudly: "Shangjing is too close to Liaodong, and the king's tent is extremely bad. Without the support of Liaodong's money and food, it is not enough to support tens of thousands of troops."

"Fight, defeat the Wugu tribe, occupy Hulun Lake and Beier Lake. The land here is fertile and has a vast area. It is very far from the Tang people. The grassland is suitable for us to cultivate and maintain our health!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked.

"But once you go north, your ancestral land (Koye Mountain) will not be protected!"

The Khitan nobles had some strong plots of worshiping ancestors, and they were able to work together to conquer many tribes and dominate the grasslands by relying on their blood ties.

"When you go north, your ancestral land may be taken back, but once you wander here, not only will cattle and sheep be plundered in the future, but even the people, cattle and sheep, and even wives and children will be taken away."

"Although this is not appropriate to be said, I have to say it. Khitan is no longer a match for the Tang people."

Yelu said without using his strength, and everyone present was moved.

"Go to the north--"

Yelu Xiuge's eyes were slightly red, and he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Capture the Wugu tribe and the enemy tribe, at least 50,000 more cavalrymen, replenish their vitality, and they will still be the overlord of the grassland."

"Arable land and rice are not suitable for us."
Chapter completed!