Kublai Khan had gone another night without sleep, but he still insisted on attending court the next day.
He had originally been considering changing his plans, but after what happened the previous night, he still insisted on sending Bayan's two-hundred-thousand-man army south, leaving only thirty thousand troops to guard the area around the capital.
Kublai Khan wanted to prove to Adams that he—Borjigin Kublai Khan—was a heaven-blessed genius just like his grandfather.
Even if the rebels outnumbered his forces six to one, he was still confident he could annihilate them.
He had never taken the northern rebel kings seriously. After witnessing the power of Jiangnan's unstable popular sentiment, he realized that the southerners were the true enemy. Their enormous population, resources, and knowledge would have terrifying consequences once their war potential was mobilized.
In fact, his thinking was correct. In another world, eighty-seven years after the fall of the Song, the Great Yuan Dynasty had perished... destroyed by the Great Ming Dynasty. This was also the first time in Chinese history that the south had conquered the north. Northern expeditions had never succeeded since ancient times, but Zhu Yuanzhang had accomplished what no one before him had.
But Kublai Khan also did not know that the destruction of the Song would be the last large-scale war he ever won. The subsequent invasions of Fusang, Annam, Champa, Burma, and Java would all fail...
Moreover, after the Battle of Yashan, the Mongol navy would never win another major naval battle...
Of course, the Kublai Khan of the present insisted on attacking Diaoyu City, and Adams could do nothing about it.
Then let him attack. This was now a war between the Song and Yuan Dynasties; it had nothing to do with the Blue White Society anymore.
They were both arrogantly convinced that