Zhao Jiaren had some misunderstanding of Lu Xiufu, he thought that Lu Xiufu would be shocked by the Song traitor public trial conference. For a person who dared to carry the little emperor to the sea, Lu Xiufu didn't think there was anything wrong with killing Song traitors, and Li Tingzhi in Yangzhou also killed Song traitors when he saw Song traitors who came to persuade him to surrender. Lu Xiufu's ugly face was just shocked by the shouts of thousands of people in unison.

Hearing that Zhao Jiaren wanted to hear about the situation in Yangzhou, Lu Xiufu opened his mouth and said: "Captain Zhao, the Mongolian army did not dare to storm Yangzhou, they only dared to besiege Yangzhou. What Yangzhou needs most now is food ......"

When Zhao Jiaren heard this, he pushed a map of Yangzhou in front of Lu Xiufu. Lu Xiufu looked down and froze, this was the most detailed map of Yangzhou he had ever seen. Surprised how Zhao Jiaren had such a delicate map, Lu Xiufu felt that he was thinking too much. It is not surprising that the imperial court has a map of Yangzhou.

Pointing to the map of Yangzhou, Lu Xiufu told Zhao Jiaren about the arrangement of the Yangzhou garrison and Mongolia. The Mongol marshal Ashu personally commanded the siege of the city, and the means adopted by the Mongol army to build fortifications. Zhao Jiaren has been to Yangzhou several times, and after listening to Li Tingzhi's introduction, he couldn't help frowning.

If the Mongol army could attack the city with explosives packs, it would be possible to break the city. They fought in the city like this, and they didn't want to fight hard. What is it asking for so slowly? Did he want to lure Zhao Jiaren's army to Yangzhou and then carry out a fierce attack?

As soon as this thought flashed, Zhao Jiaren denied it. The Mongolian army is just a Mongolian army, they have no satellites, no global drones, how can they know the whereabouts of Zhao Jiaren's army? This idea is over-imagining.

Realizing that he had a misunderstanding in his thinking, Zhao Jiaren simply stopped thinking. Psychologically, this kind of cranky thinking is due to the subconscious search for solutions in the face of unsolvable big problems. Before finding his mind, Zhao Jiaren decided to put this matter aside for the time being.

"How long does Mr. Lu think Yangzhou's grain can last?" Zhao Jiaren asked.

Lu Xiufu showed joy. He had seen Zhao Jiaren open a way to Xiangyang in the midst of a heavy siege, and the Mongol army's siege of Yangzhou was far less tight than that of Xiangyang. If Zhao Jiaren is willing to agree, this matter will definitely be done. He hurriedly said, "Captain." Yangzhou's grain will probably last until April this year. I am here to ask for help in Yangzhou. In addition, I also want to stay in the imperial court and serve the country. ”

Zhao Jiaren could fully understand Lu Xiufu's choice, and he smiled: "Very good." However, the current imperial court, recalling the pain of defeat in the past, has decided to change its past mistakes, and the system has changed greatly. I'm just worried that Mr. Lu won't be able to stand it. ”

Lu Xiufu did not take Zhao Jiaren's words as a deaf ear, just by seeing Zhao Jiaren's ability in the past two days, he knew that this was completely different from the previous imperial court. After Zhao Jiaren finished speaking, Lu Xiufu responded: "I am willing to listen to Mrs. Zhao's arrangement." ”

Let Lu Xiufu go down first, and Zhao Jiaren ordered the Privy Council to meet. Hearing the news of the aid to Yangzhou, all the generals frowned. Song Jie said: "If the Mongolian army gathers heavy troops in Yangzhou, it is useless for us to send fewer people, and there are not so many river boats. ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Jiaren figured out where his inexplicable emotions came from. He thought the same as Song Jie, and subconsciously thought that aid needed to be fought by boat into the Yangtze River. If you want to go to Yangzhou to help, you need to travel two or three hundred miles by water, and with the current density of the Mongol army's fleet, this will be an uneasy battle.

"What if you go south from Haizhou?" Zhao Jiaren asked, pointing to the map.

This order made all the generals keep their faces bitter and not speak. It is more than 500 miles from Haizhou to Yangzhou, and even if you can use the canal, it is extremely difficult. With this spiritual head, it is better to send troops to directly recapture Lin'an. At least land at the entrance of the canal on the side of Qingyuan Mansion, and advance a hundred and ten miles to Lin'an City.

However, Zhao Jiaren's words are not nonsense, if you want to break the defense of the Mongol army under the city of Yangzhou, you must have at least 10,000 troops. A ship capable of carrying 10,000 people is not small. Organizing such a large-scale naval army to fight on the Yangtze River is no less difficult than going south from Haizhou.

"I am willing to take my troops from Haizhou." Someone spoke.

All the generals were startled, and when they looked up, they saw that it was Li Yun. Li Yun is Li Hongjun's son, a twenty-three-year-old young battalion commander. Excellent performance in the battle of Conquering Toe and Champ. Now Zhao Jiaren's army is based on battalions. A battalion of six companies, plus an artillery company, the full strength of 1100. Zhao Jiaren commanded 60 battalions, plus other troops, with a total of 70,000 men. Among the sixty battalions, Li Yun is quite famous. In addition to his outstanding performance in the war, he even proposed to adjust the current phalanx.

Zhao Jiaren is naturally very welcome to young generals with such backbone. He smiled and said, "If you start from Haizhou, how many battalions do you need?" ”

Li Yun immediately replied: "I read the information given by Taiwei, and the Mongols did not trap Yangzhou. If the Yangzhou soldiers can also go out of the city to respond, five battalions are enough. ”

A group of battalion commanders who had fought in the war made some voices of disagreement, more than 5,000 people against tens of thousands of Mongolian troops, this Li Yun's courage was so strong that it entered the category of recklessness.

In the wave of opposition, Liu Meng calmly spoke, "You don't need to escort grain to 500 miles to deliver grain. Let's not forget, we have rented so much land in Huaidong, and the nearest place is less than 100 miles from Yangzhou. So far, the lease agreement between us and the landlords has not expired. There should still be food in the local area now. ”

After Liu Meng finished speaking, he became the object of opposition, Song Jie had been in charge of Tuntian in the local area, and he was the first to jump out to object, "How can those landlords be willing to take out the grain." ”

"Humph!" Liu Meng couldn't help but sneer, "As long as we dare to send troops ourselves, although they will not take out all the food in bankruptcy, they will at least not completely refuse." If we don't move, we won't have any food when they are subdued by the Mongols. ”

No matter how those soldiers reacted, Zhao Jiaren's eyes lit up. What Liu Meng said is the normal state in troubled times, if Zhao Jiaren's army can defeat the Mongol army and protect the landlords, what other choice does the landlords have but to take refuge in Zhao Jiaren?

"So how should these five battalions be configured?" Ignoring the generals' speeches, Zhao Jiaren asked Li Yun a question.

In March of the first year of the Republic, two months after the Song court decided to aid Yangzhou, a group of Song troops arrived in Gaoyou County, less than 100 miles north of Yangzhou. Zhu Hongwu, the son of the eldest son of the big landlord here, was already waiting by the river, and he let out a long sigh when he saw a large group of Song troops carrying spears appear on both sides of the canal. Whether it is helplessness or relief, Zhu Hongwu himself does not know.

Zhao Jiaren and Zhao Taiwei sent a letter asking the Zhu family to hand over half of the 50,000 stone grain that Zhao Jiaren and Zhao Taiwei 'stored' here last year to Zhao Taiwei's army, and the two sides will be cleared from now on. Zhu Hongwu's father didn't know what to do.

The Lin'an court had surrendered, and the Fuzhou court established by Zhao Taiwei was thousands of miles away. Fifty thousand stone of grain is so tempting, if you really don't give it to Zhao Taiwei, what can Zhao Taiwei do?

After thinking about it, some people even suggested that they should simply invite the Mongols to fight against the army sent by Zhao Taiwei, and Zhu Hongwu's father scolded that member at that time. In the end, Old Man Zhu decided to meet this condition temporarily, after all, Taiwei Zhao only needed half of it.

Zhu Hongwu is a person who has read books and tried to take the Jinshi exam, and he is actually quite disgusted with his father's choice. The Great Song Dynasty suffered such a disaster, isn't it time for everyone to serve the imperial court? Colluding with the Mongols is a complete bastard idea, and even giving half of it is very unjust. But he is only the eldest son in the family, and it is not his turn to call the shots at this time.

Seeing that Song Jun had arrived as promised, Zhu Hongwu sighed and rushed forward to greet him. The young officers over there were very kind, and they ignored the villagers who were eyeing the villagers with weapons in Zhuangkou, and only checked the condition of the grain and began to carry it. The officer at the head even praised: "I didn't expect the grain given by the owner to be new grain." ”

There were indeed people in the family who wanted to give the old grain to Captain Zhao's army, and this time Zhu Hongwu did not hesitate to object. Old Man Zhu didn't want to cause more trouble, so he asked Zhu Hongwu to be responsible for moving the grain out. Zhu Hongwu has checked it very carefully. Hearing the young officer speak so kindly, Zhu Hongwu sighed: "Since there is no way to serve the country, at least you can't give food to everyone who serves the country." ”

As soon as these words came out, the young officer's eyes lit up, and he asked, "But I don't know what this brother is called." Oh, my name is Li Yun. ”

Hearing what the other party said, Zhu Hongwu also reported to his home, "My name is Zhu Hongwu." ”

Li Yun said with a smile: "It is very rare for Brother Zhu to have such thoughts about the country. When we win the battle, we will definitely inform Brother Zhu. ”

Seeing the sincerity of what the young Li Yun said, Zhu Hongwu nodded, "Then I'll wait for good news again." ”

The soldiers worked hard to carry the food, and when the food had been loaded onto the ship, they escorted the ship along the canal further south. Looking at their backs and looking at the spears like a forest, Zhu Hongwu prayed to heaven in his heart, expecting this army to be victorious.

At this time in Zhenjiang, Marshal Ashu, who set up the Shuai's Mansion here, was facing a southerner. It was the first time he passed through such a huge military camp, and the southerner's face was covered with sweat, and his body trembled slightly. Marshal Ah Shu asked, "What you said is true?" ”

Nanren hurriedly replied: "General, what I said is true. Zhujiazhuang sent 25,000 stone of grain to the Song army. ”

"There are about 40,000 stone of grain in Zhuangzi?" Ah Shu continued to ask.

"Yes! Originally, there were 65,000 stones. Nanren replied immediately.

Ah Shu stared at this person and continued: "I heard that you want to be the owner of Zhujiazhuang? ”

Although he didn't want to show anything, Ah Shu had been fighting for so many years, and the murderous aura on his body made this southerner's face sweaty, but he still persevered. With greed in his eyes, Nanren nodded vigorously, "General, I just want to be the owner of Zhujiazhuang." ”

"Humph!" Marshal Ah Shu snorted. Although he despised this southerner very much, the marshal was not a white lotus Xiaoxin, and he replied: "When we defeat the Song army and take Zhujiazhuang, we will let you be the owner of this village." ”

"General Xie!" Finally, when he waited for what he wanted to hear, the southerner immediately knelt down and thanked him.

Don't overdo it, holding back the thought of spitting, Marshal Ah Shu snorted again.