"Master Jia is dead, but he can live! Master Jia is dead, and he can live ......"

The shouts wafting over the battlefield of Lin'an had changed by the afternoon. It is no longer "Taishi martyrdom", but the cry of the Ming army to persuade him to surrender. The hundreds of thousands of Song troops in Lin'an had been defeated at this time, and most of Lin'an City had also fallen into the hands of the Ming army, leaving only the gentleman's battalion commanded by Liao Yingzhong to retreat in the Lin'an Imperial City, and the 30,000 or 40,000 remnants of Li Tingzhi who had collected them retreated to Yuhangmen. The situation in Lin'an seems to be irreparable!

Hearing the shouts around him, there was already a cry in Miyagi. With more than 30,000 people in the Junzi Camp who retreated into the palace city, there were also the families of Jia Nidao, Liao Yingzhong, Weng Yinglong, Li Tingzhi and others, as well as the families of many Taizhou and Suizhou scholars and officials in Lin'an City, as well as many Jia Nidao staff and Jia family's servants and concubines who stayed in the Ministry of Rites Welcome Courtyard. Together, there are no less than fifty or sixty thousand people, squeezing a palace city with a small area into a sardine can.

Now, this palace city has been surrounded by the Ming army, and the people inside have become turtles in the urn. There seemed to be nothing else to do except cry and cry.

In the Daqing Hall of the main hall of the palace, Liao Yingzhongzheng and several heads of the gentleman's camp, including Qingyang Mengyan, Chen Yizhong, Hu Sanxing, Su Liuyi, and Jia Yidao's brother Jia Yide, sat on the ground and cried bitterly.

At this point, it's really desperate. Although the palace of Lin'an was strong, a lot of grain, grass and arrows were stored in it, and there were artillery cannons on the city wall - in Jia Yidao's plan, the palace city was the last stronghold of resistance, so it was quite prepared. But there are tens of thousands of people who have no choice but to stay here. None of them still have even the slightest bit of fighting spirit.

And, even if they still have morale. It can't stop the bombardment of mortars! The military changes and advances that emerged during the Battle of Lin'an had completely subverted these scholars' concept of defending the city. Even Li Tingzhi, who has always known soldiers. It's a mess, let alone them?

Now, it's just waiting for death, no, it's just waiting for Chen Dexing to come and fall. Whether it is a head killing or exile, it all depends on the meaning of Emperor Chen Banxian.

"It's better to negotiate with the Ming army."

I don't know who it was, and suddenly stopped crying. Make recommendations. Everyone took a look, and it turned out to be Chen Yizhong, one of the six gentlemen of Xianchun.

"Negotiations?" Su Liuyi glared at Chen Yizhong, "What else is there to talk about now?" It's nothing more than death! ”

"No, no!" Chen Yizhong said, "What did the Taishi say in his last words?" If there is no living, how can we hope for the future? Today, the gentleman's camp in Miyagi is the hope of reviving the holy way. If we die here, how can we have a future? ”

Jia Yidao's staff, Liao Yingzhong's friend. Hu Sanxing, who was famous for his survey of the "Zizhi Tongjian" in later generations, just sighed when he heard this: "If you don't fall, you won't fall, if you drop today, you will be a second minister." It's better to go back. ”

To return, naturally, is to retreat.

"How do you surrender?" Chen Yizhong shook his head again and again, "As far as I know." Chen Ming did not have the heart of the Song Dynasty, Song Cun. We are Song Chen, even if we are in exile thousands of miles overseas. should also live and die together, how can there be a reason to return to seclusion and goodness? ”

"Song Cun?" Su Liuyi sneered, "Which Song is it?" Who is the Lord of Song? ”

"Naturally, it is the bloodline of Taishang, and it inherits Emperor Taizu."

Taishang is Zhao Yun, the one who was respected as the Emperor of Liberty in later generations. There is only one person in his bloodline, and that is Chen Dexing's imperial concubine Zhao Lin'er. In the secret negotiations with Jia Yidao, Chen Dexing had already put forward the conditions for Zhao Lin'er to inherit the throne of the Great Song Dynasty.

Now that Chen Yizhong mentions this matter again, he naturally wants to find a step to surrender.

"Yes, yes, the princesses of the Han Kingdom and the Zhou Kingdom inherit the blood of the Taizu and can be the king!" Jia Yidao's elder brother Jia Yide echoed continuously. He's dying of repentance now. When Taizhou couldn't stay any longer, he should go to Fujian to vote for Chen Huaiqing, and it was a big deal to go to sea to rely on his son-in-law Chen Defang. Why was he confused for a while, and took a family into Lin'an City?

"A female streamer......" Su Liuyi shook his head again and again. Zhao Lin'er is not only a woman, but also Chen Dexing's imperial concubine, and she also had a son with Chen Dexing, and letting Zhao Lin'er be the queen of the Great Song Dynasty is not equivalent to making Chen Dexing the king of the Great Song Dynasty?

"Qunyu, hurry up and say something!" Jia Rude is really a little anxious, the Jia family is now in this damn palace city! If the Ming army fires the cannon later, it will be full of loyalty.

It's not enough for this Jia family to produce a loyal minister? Still want to catch a door?

Liao Yingzhong let out a long sigh and staggered to his feet, "Okay, the old man and that Chen Shengren finally have some friendship...... Let's go see him and see if I can find a way to survive for the big guy. ”

Hearing this, everyone in the hall breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. There should be a way to live, Liao Yingzhong has a friendship with Chen Dexing and Chen Huaiqing, and Chen Dexing does not seem to be a particularly cruel king.

……

"Puff ......"

"Oh no, the bachelor has thrown himself into the lake!"

"Come on, come on, catch it!"

"Puff, puff, puff......"

Li Tingzhi is committing suicide at this time! Jumping into the West Lake to commit suicide, he was not afraid of the cold water or anything, he jumped down from the lonely mountain road (white causeway) with a sad and angry face, and then stood in the chest-deep water, with his eyes closed and didn't know what he was thinking.

Several Suizhou Li clansmen saw this scene and hurriedly jumped into the West Lake - the water of the West Lake is shallow, Li Tingzhi is tall and tall, and naturally he can't drown, but now the weather is still cold, and if he soaks for a long time, he will get sick!

"What a fish! Let the old man drown! Li Tingzhi was not happy that people would come to catch him, and while pushing people away, he stood in chest-deep water and waited to drown.

"Bachelor, you can't die! You're dead...... How can tens of thousands of our brothers live here! ”

Li Tingzhi's soldiers were either the Suizhou Lianjun (also called Chu Yong) brought by his hometown, or the Wurui Army that he recruited and trained in Yangzhou—now that the other teams were scattered, only the nearly 30,000 men of these two armies still followed him.

This Li Tingzhi is actually a warlord, these soldiers have followed him for many years, and the generals in the army are also his henchmen. At this point, everyone is still willing to follow and not give up, which shows that his skills in leading the troops are not bad.

"Taishi has been martyred, do you want Li Tingzhi to be a second minister?" Li Tingzhi had a straight face, and he was still standing in the West Lake and was about to drown.

"Bachelor, you can't die! If you die, we won't live anymore, let's 30,000 brothers jump the West Lake together! ”

The generals of the Li Jiajun gathered on the lonely mountain road, and they all looked as if they were going to jump into the West Lake -- if they really wanted to jump, the scene of 30,000 people standing in the lake waiting to drown would be quite tragic.

Li Tingzhi looked at everyone, the play was almost done, and if she continued to act, she might be sick.

"Alas......" he sighed, "Well, you have been with you for many years, and why can't you bear to die?" ”

Well, if they are all plugged into the West Lake, the water level is likely to rise, and maybe a few short ones will be drowned......

Hearing that Li Tingzhi was not dead, the soldiers hurriedly salvaged him out, wiping water and changing clothes, and after a period of hecticism, Li Tingzhi was cleaned, changed into official clothes, and found a stone bench to sit down. The staff and generals of the Li family's army also gathered.

"Bachelor, it's better to retreat to Tianmu Mountain." Li Tingzhi's aide Lu Xiufu made a suggestion at this time. "There are many villas in Tianmu Mountain, all of which are very strong, and many of the children of the two Zhejiang Gaomen have retreated there."

The two Zhejiang Yimen are all prepared with a black heart and many hands, and they will not put everything on the regimental training -- there are also plans to drill into the ravine to avoid the limelight. Moreover, this plan to drill the ravine was not used to defend against Chen Dexing, but to defend against the Mongols. So they are all years of preparation, Chen Dexing's father built a fortress in Yandang Mountain, Wenzhou, Jia Yidao's Tiantai Jia family also has many children who have hid in Tiantai Mountain, Shi Yan Yimen has many people who have hid in Siming Mountain, and Li Tingzhi's two sons have drilled Dabie Mountain. Tianmu Mountain, which is close to Lin'an, is the best choice for many wealthy families in Zhejiang and the Great Song Dynasty to avoid the limelight. So a lot of fortress-style mountain villas were built.

"Tianmu Mountain? It's not okay for 30,000 people to go to Tianmu Mountain, but Tianmu Mountain can't afford to raise it. Li Tingzhi just shook his head.

"Then let's go to Hongdu." Lu Xiufu suggested again. "Now that the Hongdu people are in full swing, the politics are refreshing, and it seems to be cheering up. And there are Liangjiang, Huaidong, Jinghu South Road, Guangnan East Road, Guangnan West Road, Fujian Road and other places, with hundreds of thousands of soldiers. ”

After Lin'an was conquered, Chen Dexing basically occupied the two Zhejiang counties, but the Great Song Dynasty still had a lot of territory, and the Liangjiang regiment training army of Jiang Wanli was still fighting with the Ming army's feudal soldiers on the two lines of Jiangxia Mountain and Gaoyou Lake.

"It's too far away, I can't go......" Li Tingzhi still shook his head. In fact, Tianmu Mountain can't be walked, let alone Hongdu? Chen Dexing's 100,000 soldiers were nearby, and many of them were cavalry, so it was strange that Li Tingzhi's army would leave the shore of the West Lake. However, the Ming army did not take advantage of the victory to attack now, but only sent cavalry to monitor the vicinity, making it clear that it was going to recruit its own army of 30,000.

Li Tingzhi naturally has this common sense.

"Bachelor, what are we going to do?" Lu Xiufu looked dazed.

"Wait!"

Li Tingzhi's answer was only one word.

What are you waiting for? Lu Xiufu said in his heart, he wouldn't be waiting for Chen Dexing to send someone to surrender, right? This Li Tingzhi really wants to be a second minister!

Seeing Lu Xiufu's suspicious gaze, Li Tingzhi just sighed, stroked his beard and said: "The prince once said before his death: There is no dead, how can the future be called, and there is no living, why do you want to ...... in the future Since we don't plan to die, we naturally have to come for the Great Song Dynasty and for Confucius and Mengsheng. ”

Lu Xiufu shook his head, "But where will the future of the Great Song Dynasty and the future of the Holy Dao be?" ”

"I don't know!" Li Tingzhi turned his head and looked at the tall and majestic Lin'an City, "It won't be in Lin'an." (To be continued......)