We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

The next morning.

He Conglong led the right-wing army, which had rested for a day, and set out again from Mudi City, following Li Che's footsteps south.

Mudi City was left to **zhi, and the White Robe Army helped guard it.

In the battle at the city gate, all of He Conglong's personal guards were killed, without a single one surviving.

How could the commander-in-chief be without guards? Originally, **zhi wanted to give half of his personal guards to He Conglong, but he refused.

Since he had no personal guards by his side, He Conglong asked the 600 warriors of the Sauron tribe to temporarily serve as his personal guards.

The individual quality of these 600 men is not much inferior to that of His Highness's personal guards.

He Conglong did not fully learn Li Che's other skills, but he had almost learned the tolerance aspect.

Although the Solon tribe is a barbarian, they are extremely loyal and brave and worthy of his trust.

Including the slaves captured from the Mohe army and the troops supported by **, they barely gathered 30,000 people and marched quickly towards Liujing.

At this time, less than a month had passed since the Fengtian Army began its Eastern Expedition, and most of Goryeo's northern territory had been lost.

The news of Goryeo's impending demise spread like wildfire, and the people of Goryeo were in panic in countless remote villages.

The two countries have been at war for a long time, and each time there has been devastating suffering.

In fact, several emperors of the previous dynasties, even the tyrant Emperor Yang, were quite kind to the people of Goryeo.

It certainly cannot be said that no one was harmed, but there was no large-scale massacre either.

On the contrary, Goryeo's own generals used even more cruel methods to harm the people.

Stealing food from the people was a minor matter, and rape and looting were commonplace.

This caused the people of Goryeo to be paranoid and abandon their homes and properties and flee into the mountains.

Some people did the opposite, bringing their families to the city controlled by the Fengtian Army and surrendering to them.

Regardless of whether these people are really smart or lucky, joining Fengguo at this time is definitely the best opportunity.

Li Che had already issued an order that the people of Goryeo should not be violated and that appropriate assistance should be provided to the best of one's ability.

After all, he was not very interested in the land of Goryeo, and his real target had always been the labor force on this land.

As a result, the Fengtian Army in various places began to frantically absorb people from Goryeo, and the population of Fengtian State ushered in its biggest period of growth.

. . . . . .

The capital of Goryeo, Ryugyong.

Prince Feng personally led his army to the city. Wen Zaiyin went to the Feng army camp as an envoy, but in the end he only brought back a cold answer:

Surrender, or fight to the death!

Wen Zaiyin returned to the capital with a heavy heart and helplessness, and could only hope that the King of Goryeo would cheer up and organize the military and civilians to resist.

Even if we have to fight to the last man, it is better than giving up the ancestral heritage.

However, the moment he stepped into the palace, the scene he saw made him feel like he was falling into an icy cave.

The palace was in chaos at this moment, with countless palace maids and eunuchs running around, and the armored guards were not on duty, but were moving things in large and small boxes.

Wen Zaiyin frowned, suppressed his anger, and went towards Li Yiyu's bedroom.

The door to the bedroom was open, and he saw Li Weiyu in casual clothes, directing several eunuchs to pack gold, silver and jewelry.

"His Majesty!"

Wen Zaiyin's voice echoed in the empty palace with a hint of trembling.

Li Yiyou raised his head and saw Wen Zaiyin, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.

Then he forced himself to remain calm: "Wen Qing is back? I...I am sorting some important items."

"Important items?" Wen Zaiyin gave a wry smile and pointed outside the palace. "Your Majesty, the Fengtian Army is at the gates of the city. Is what you are packing now more important than the country?"

The Goryeo King's face changed, and he hesitated, "I...I just want to hide for a while and come back after the Fengtian Army retreats."

"Get out of the way?" Wen Zaiyin raged. "Your Majesty, you are the ruler of a country. How can you flee from the battlefield? How will the people view you? How will the history books record you?"

"Besides, the south has been occupied by the enemy army. Where else can you go except this royal capital?"

"You have no place to retreat, no place to avoid, Your Majesty!"

The King of Goryeo was speechless under his questioning. He sat down dejectedly in his seat and muttered:

"What can I do? The Fengtian Army is too powerful, and our army is no match for them. Rather than sacrifice them in vain, it is better to preserve our strength and make a comeback."

Wen Zaiyin took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, walked up to Li Weiyou, and said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, even if a king of a fallen nation survives, how can he face his ancestors? Rather than bear the infamy of others, it is better to die on the battlefield and leave behind a glorious reputation!"

He paused and continued, "I know you are afraid, but as a ruler, I must shoulder certain responsibilities."

"Your Majesty, I beg you to stay and defend the capital with me and fight the enemy together with the soldiers!"

Li Weiyu was silent for a long time, with a struggle in his eyes.

Wen Zaiyin's words hit his heart like a heavy hammer, making him feel ashamed but helpless.

"Wenqing, you've returned from your mission, but I haven't asked you yet. What did Prince Feng say?"

Wen Zaiyin shook his head in disappointment. "What are you expecting? Prince Feng is a great hero of our time. He has long coveted our Goryeo. How could he easily withdraw his troops?"

"He only gives you two choices: either lead all your subjects out of the city and surrender in humiliation; or tomorrow morning, the Fengtian Army will launch a general attack."

"Your Majesty, please think carefully. If you surrender, the people and officials can still be saved. But you, the former King of Goryeo, will never remain in Liujing. The King of Feng is not a merciful person."

The bedroom fell into a brief silence.

Li Weiyu sat in his seat, his ten fingers tightly gripping the handles of the chair, his knuckles turning slightly white.

Finally, he sighed, slowly stood up, a look of determination flashed in his eyes:

"My dear minister, you are absolutely right. As the King of Goryeo, how can I flee from the battlefield? Send the order down, gather all the soldiers, and prepare to defend the capital to the death!"

Wen Zai Yin was delighted and bowed quickly, saying, "I will do my best!"

However, at this moment, a deafening cannon shot was heard from outside the city.

The sound of the cannon was like a bolt from the blue. Li Weiyu's face turned pale in an instant and he staggered back a few steps.

Then came the second sound, the third sound...

The courage that Li Weiyu had just mustered was shattered by three shots.

He pointed outside the palace and said in a trembling voice: "Fengtian Army...Fengtian Army is attacking the city..."