Chapter 1120: Chapter 1120: Impossible to Sit and Wait for Death
Western Xia...
Xia Tingfeng clenched his fists, staring straight towards the northwest.
Among all the neighboring nations, large and small,
It is well known that the King of Western Xia is a man of sentint and loyalty.
Ever since an accident years ago in which he lost his daughter,
He has spent the past twenty years thodically searching every corner of every country in search of her.
A few years ago.
Having searched far and wide to no avail, the grief-stricken King of Western Xia finally found his daughter in the Great Chu Dynasty.
After years of separation, the father and daughter were at last reunited.
It’s said... that after bringing Haitang back, he declared her a Princess and gave her the finest palace to live in.
It’s said... that after acknowledging his daughter, he showered her with love, fearing she might suffer the slightest grievance.
It’s said that in seeking the most suitable Prince Consort for his daughter, he searched for years to no avail.
It’s said... that the King of Western Xia plans to hold a martial arts contest for his daughter among the nations...
He is full of guilt towards his daughter, wishing to make up for the two decades of lost fatherly love.
It is as if holding her in his palms for fear of breaking, or in his mouth for fear of lting.
Now, during a ti of flourishing growth and devoted governance, enjoying familial bliss,
How could he possibly think to launch an attack on the Great Chu Dynasty?
Let alone as the primary antagonist, even as an accomplice, it’s impossible.
Prince Jin!
As expected, it’s all that Prince Jin’s doing!
Who knows what the King of Western Xia, Hai Feng, and Crown Prince Hai Yue are going through now.
How could Prince Jin alone stir up such a storm?
It must have been planned for a long ti, it must be...
Xia Tingfeng dared not think further.
Throughout history, palace coups, victors beco kings, defeated are disgraced.
Brother Ye, may you... be well!
What I owe you, I fear I cannot repay in this lifeti.
Though they were from different countries, their life-risking friendship would never change.
If ever there were an opportunity, he would definitely not stand by; he would exert every effort to rescue her.
But...
Would Heaven grant him such an opportunity?
...
In the Fourteenth Year of Jiayuan, mid-May.
Prince Jin of Western Xia rebels, launches a coup, completely controlling the King of Western Xia, Crown Prince Hai Yue, and Princess Haitang.
In the Fourteenth Year of Jiayuan, late-May.
Prince Jin of Western Xia claims to have forced the King to abdicate, ascends the throne himself, and declares the era na to be Xijin.
On the day of ascension, Prince Jin issued his first decree.
Abolishing Crown Prince Hai Yue’s position, establishing his own illegitimate son Hai Chi as the Crown Prince.
Abolishing Princess Haitang’s title, he elevated his legitimate daughter Hai Feng to Grand Princess.
In one single day.
After years of plotting, Prince Jin finally seated himself on the emperor’s throne as he wished.
In one single day, all servants in the Western Xia Imperial Palace were cleared out.
Soldiers hunted down palace attendants everywhere, ghostly cries resounded, limbs scattered, blood flowed like rivers, comparable to human purgatory.
And similarly in one single day.
The entire Western Xia was overrun by treacherous ministers, honest n in danger, black and white inverted, heaven and earth shifted.
Aside from those brainwashed by Prince Jin who always followed him, joyous officers and generals abound.
The other ordinary people could only dare to be angry, dare to sigh but not to speak.
The King of Western Xia was a benevolent ruler, while Prince Jin was exceedingly cruel.
The King of Western Xia diligently loved his people as his children, often sharing joys and hardships with the common people.
But Prince Jin...
He only brainwashed a small fraction.
The eyes of the broad masses are sharp as snow; how could they not know what Prince Jin would do?
One need only observe now!
Ambitious, insatiable, heart of a wolf, lungs of a dog.
He disregarded years of brotherhood, seized power by dethroning and usurping.
He disregarded the people’s lives, forcibly recruiting soldiers, determined to start a war despite the disparity in national strength.
He ostensibly claid to seize wealth for the people, but all the riches were used to recruit more soldiers.
Fighting and killing, smoke and flas of war, when would it ever end?!
From now on, there probably would be no peaceful days.
Wars may satisfy the ambitious desires of those in power, may expand territories, may indeed improve the common people’s lives.
But at what bloody cost?
The Great Chu Dynasty is strong; how much would he have to sacrifice to seize bounty from the Great Chu’s mouth?
There’s even a possibility that despite enormous loss of life, nothing would be gained!
And the people would suffer from the ravages of war.
Why? Why suffer this?!
War has always been a risky gamble; no one dares place a bet lightly.
Yet Prince Jin disregards everything.
In his eyes, are the people’s lives as insignificant as ants, not worth ntioning?!
...
Western Xia officially deployed troops.
The Great Chu Dynasty certainly won’t sit idly by.
Yet the question of who to send arises.
The Great Chu Dynasty had enjoyed peace for decades, the soldiers in the barracks nearly driven mad from boredom.
So had spent half their lives in the barracks without ever engaging in real combat.
Possessing skills yet only able to practice with training camp’s iron figures, Plum Blossom Piles, straw n, etc.
When the itch for action beca unbearable, they would spar with comrades.
Occasionally they’d encounter bandits or rogues.
Those were drops in the bucket, never satisfying, re crumbs.
Despite this, they dared not relax the slightest bit.
Continuing to "train in the cold of winter and the heat of sumr," spending 365 days a year, with 360 in the military camp.
To relieve the tedium and boredom of training.
They often organized martial arts contests, archery competitions, often sparring with each other.
But everyone was proudly masculine, rugged fellows, none much different in skill.
This ti one ca first, next ti another, but none willing to concede defeat.
After much ti, the excitent wore off.
"Damn! Why did I practice martial arts all my life? Just to compete with these underlings?"
"You bastard are the underling! I am the first!"
"To hell with you, I beat you in all three events, and you dare claim first?!"
Everyone felt a bit restless, trading family insults within three sentences!
Although the smoke of war is no good thing!
But...
Seriously itching for action!! Too hard to bear, you know?!
Just like spent all life’s efforts painting a masterpiece, only no one to see it!
That’s not even the scariest part.
The scariest thing is knowing no one would see it yet still pouring efforts into painting.
The endless despair, with no recognition or appreciation, your efforts can never be used effectively, that’s terrifying.
Thus... it created the present situation.
Zhao Junyao watched as the military generals were on the verge of blows, his head really hurt.
’Who to send?!’
"Emperor, I am willing to lead the troops forward!" Yang He insisted strongly!
The last ti, not being able to go left him feeling down for days, not even energized for court.
This opportunity finally presented itself, of course, he wouldn’t let it pass.
Zhao Junyao opened his mouth, not knowing what to say!
He knew before that civil officials were skilled with words.
He didn’t realize the military generals could be so fearso, utterly surprising!
He didn’t dare speak to agree.
Fearful the group below might actually start fighting.
Thinking back, he suddenly missed the civil officials’ argunts.
At least they were rely arguing among themselves.
What about these military generals? Will they lift the roof of the Golden Luan Hall?!
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