Douluo: At the beginning, I mistakenly regard Bibi Dong as my sister

Chapter 296

Star Empire.

"Did my son Dai Mubai reply to the letter?"

Early in the morning, Emperor Xingluo was walking in the Xuanzheng Hall.

The accompanying eunuch is named Wei Hong, who has been with the emperor for 30 years and is a confidant of his confidants.

Wei Hongdao: "His Royal Highness asked the spies to tell His Majesty verbally that the alliance between Tiandou and Wuhundian is probably a certainty."

"The lord of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect seems to be retreating and pondering countermeasures, but it is very likely that he is avoiding the current situation."

Emperor Xingluo felt a sense of boredom: "We are isolated, the strategy of Wuhundian is really vicious."

"This Xueqinghe is now determined to become the king of subjugation."

"However, there is good news." Wei Hong said in relief: "The special envoys sent by His Majesty have contacted the Haotian School, and they have gathered the affiliated sects back then, and their strength has recovered."

"And willing to form an alliance with our Star Luo."

"Hmph, you only know how to resist after being beaten up, and you are also short-sighted!" Emperor Xingluo sneered.

"If it wasn't for the great enemy, I wouldn't bother with them!"

Soon.

The ministers came to the Xuanzheng Hall one after another.

Start your morning routine.

A minister said: "The coast was hit by a typhoon again, affecting two provinces. Please send people to help the disaster."

"When a typhoon occurs, the court still needs to send officials. What does the local governor do for food?"

Emperor Xingluo showed dissatisfaction: "Nowadays when foreign enemies are at hand, all the important tasks of the imperial court put military affairs first."

"Pass down my decree, order the governors of the two provinces to distribute food and relief on the spot, so as not to make the disaster worse."

The Prime Minister took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty, in the Keli province where the disaster occurred, all the farmland is planted with cotton and hemp, and fishing and hunting are the livelihood during the slack season."

"The tax collected is mainly cotton and linen, and the food is only auxiliary. The local governor can't help the disaster at all."

Hearing this, Emperor Xing Luo felt dizzy.

"Minister of the Exchequer, how much money is left in the treasury?"

The elderly finance minister stepped forward: "Return to Your Majesty, the money from the treasury has been used to expand the army this year, and the dukes are still owed 800 million gold soul coins."

Emperor Xingluo looked gloomy.

In order to resist Wuhundian.

The Star Luo Empire had made preparations early on. Last year alone, it spent 800 million gold soul coins to supervise the construction of warships.

One-fifth of the astrologer's tax.

The international situation has become more tense this year.

After the tax came up, it was spent early.

There is no money for disaster relief.

"The fishermen have no food, let them continue fishing!" Emperor Xing Luo waved his hand impatiently.

It's not a big deal to kill a few civilians.

If the military expansion and preparations for war are delayed, it will be a serious matter.

"Next item!"

This remark made some ministers hesitate to speak.

But His Majesty the Emperor has always acted arbitrarily.

Forcibly persuading him is tantamount to losing his official position.

The ministers had no choice but to give up.

The Minister of Military Affairs stepped forward and announced the new deployment arrangements.

"Although the Four Great Kingdoms are under the jurisdiction of the Heaven Dou Empire, they are actually controlled by the Spirit Hall."

"If our Star Luo Empire defends against the four major kingdoms at the same time, our military strength will be a bit stretched."

"It's better to defend the enemy within the gate of the country, and let the northwest frontier retreat two hundred miles to guard the Tianhun Mountain Range."

"Your Majesty, this matter must never happen! To the north of the Heavenly Soul, there are more than three million people of my Xingluo people."

Minister of State Zhao Wenzhuo stood up and strongly opposed it.

Zhao Wenzhuo was born as a civilian and has been an official for 60 years.

He has been the magistrate of several mountainous areas for a long time.

Later, the mentor became the palace minister, and Zhao Wenzhuo was also promoted, all the way to the minister of state affairs.

He looks quite energetic, but he is actually 86 years old, and he is the oldest auxiliary minister in the Xingluo dynasty.

Zhao Wenzhuo, who was born as a commoner, naturally has more sympathy for people's livelihood issues.

"If we retreat to the Heavenly Soul Mountain Range, the 300 million people in the north will fall into the hands of the Wuhun Palace."

"The loss of land is a small matter, but the damage to the people is big. Your Majesty should think twice about losing the hearts of the people!"

popular sentiment?

Emperor Xingluo sneered.

The Star Luo Empire will soon be flattened by the Hall of Spirits!
What's the use of caring about people's hearts.

The army must guard the dangerous places in the mountains and rivers, so as to have the confidence to fight the Wuhundian for a long time!
"My Star Luo Empire faces the Hall of Spirits with the power of a single country."

"There has to be a trade-off."

"North of the Tianhun Mountain Range, it doesn't matter."

Emperor Xingluo's voice was very calm.

In the past, he would not have expressed his opinion so quickly.

After all, as the emperor.

Doing too many bad things will greatly affect the reputation of future generations.

Even if you really want to give up.

It will also be discussed by ministers for a few days.

Then a scapegoat was introduced to replace the crime.

But Emperor Xing Luo had a premonition.

There was not much time left for him.

Wuhundian may attack at any time.

He must prepare early.

"Your Majesty! That's 300 million people! It accounts for one-seventh of our Star Luo Empire!"

"If the people don't survive, the country will perish!"

Zhao Wenzhuo's tone was agitated, and he prostrated himself on the ground.

According to the Xingluo tradition, even when meeting the emperor, there is no need to kneel down.

Apparently, Zhao Wenzhuo was ready to go all out to see him at this moment.

Indeed, what Zhao Wenzhuo said is also worth thinking about.

The Star Luo Empire has a full budget, only 2000 million civilians.

Losing 300 million yuan can be regarded as a traumatic injury.

What's more, the northern frontier of the Star Luo Empire is not like the Tiandou Empire, which is all Gobi and desert.

To the north of Tianhun, there are fertile plains.

It is an important source of tax revenue for the Star Luo Empire.

Unfortunately, it is precisely because the place is too flat.

Not suitable for defense at all.

As soon as the soldiers of the Wuhun Palace arrived, it was almost as if they had entered an uninhabited land.

Breaking the plain across the intestines is something that can be done with ease.

Hearing this, Emperor Xing Luo also fell into a little entanglement.

If chosen, do not give up the northern lands.

Then the front line needs to be pushed to the central area of ​​Barak Kingdom, where there are mountains, and they can rely on favorable terrain to block the Spirit Hall.

But the difficulty is that the Star Luo Empire cannot attack the Barak Kingdom at will.

The Star Luo Empire cannot afford to be responsible for instigating war.

Already weak.

If it does not occupy the righteousness.

The fierce resistance in the country alone is a headache.

Emperor Xing Luo was not an indecisive person, although he was a little conflicted.

But this matter will not be delayed until the next court meeting.

After thinking about it, Star Luo Empire gritted its teeth.

"What Aiqing Wen Zhuo said is right. The people are the foundation. The people of my Star Luo must not be discarded."

"You can send a general to relocate all the people north of the Tianhun Mountain Range."

"Those who don't want to move can arrange to live in the nearest city."

The relocation of 300 million people is a big project.

However, the Star Luo Empire is vast and sparsely populated, and the resettlement work for 300 million people is not a problem at all.

"Your Majesty is wise!" Zhao Wenzhuo bowed and saluted.

He originally planned to let Emperor Xingluo stick to the north of Tianhun Mountain.

But obviously, it's impossible at this time.

Compared with the strength of Wuhundian, Xingluo's troops are too small.

The land north of Tianhun Mountain must be given up.

Being able to keep the people is considered a medium strategy.

"Who is willing to go?" Emperor Xing Luo raised his eyes and asked.

"My son is willing!" Davis, with blond hair, stood up.

As a prince, he didn't want to stay in the imperial city and wait to die.

Good boy, serve the country!
(End of this chapter)