North.
Golden King Wan Yanlie was paying homage at a temple.
The previous war with the people of the South's Pine had indeed fattened the Jin, who plundered a great deal of wealth and population.
Even the Golden King could afford the luxury of making a pilgrimage to the temple to repay vows and incidentally commission a Golden Body for Buddha.
"Great Master Dade, do you think... can I truly aspire to the throne?"
Although Wan Yanlie looked down upon the Song dynasty, he was still quite astounded by the vastness of its territories.
It was a vast domain that one could not traverse from dawn till dusk, even on horseback.
Besides, it had a large population and was very affluent.
Not only that, but the military equipment was also extremely sophisticated, though the soldiers' fighting spirit was not high...
In comparison, Jin had far too few people and land.
"Amitabha Buddha."
