Su Mengzhen stood on top of the main hall of the Divine Hall, his body was still as straight as an ancient pine arrogant cypress, but his eyes were so thick that he couldn't dissolve the tiredness.

Last night, his daughter Su Lanjin plucked dozens of gray hairs on his head, and he realized that he had really begun to age.

After preparing for more than 20 years, the Jingzhou raiders were defeated and almost nothing, and a large number of elite soldiers were lost, and the blow to him can be imagined.

Although there was a defeat in Hanzhong five years ago, one is that Su Mengzhen has been recuperating for many years, and he can suppress the impact of the defeat by relying on Jiwei, and the other is that Xue Yiren is the same generation as him, and it is not too embarrassing to lose to the other party.

And although this battle is from Zen Master Xuezhai, it will ultimately belong to the master of Long Aotian's faction.

From this point of view, Su Mengzhen lost this battle to the younger generations.

The two successive fiascos have already made his prestige ruined, and rumors have swarmed from all directions, saying that Su Mengzhen, the tiger of the temple, is just a waste of fame and will only bully soft persimmons.

He was a man of great self-esteem, and these words cut his heart like a knife.

Moreover, Su Mengzhen also clearly felt that the hearts of the people inside the temple were shaken.

"Everyone, ......" Su Mengzhen's eyes swept over the courtiers, and said slowly: "I summoned you here today to rescue Anxiang City. ”

"Now that the Shenxiao Three Rivers Alliance has surrounded and is peaceful, Guang'er also sent a letter asking for help. But this city has been rebuilt by our side, and it is stronger than before, and it cannot be easily conquered. ”

"Although our side suffered a setback last time, it is still very strong. If the enemy army is besieging the city on a large scale, it is enough to destroy the coalition army in one fell swoop. ”

Before the words fell, an old man in a golden costume hurriedly admonished: "Hall master, no!"

When Su Mengzhen looked at it, this person was Jiang Ren, the head of the Jiang family.

Jiang Ren assisted him in reforming the economy, and he had a lot of merit, but he didn't expect to be the first to stand up and oppose it today.

"Why?" Su Mengzhen's voice was a little cold.

Jiang Ren said: "As the old minister can see, once Randouzaka is defeated, the people in my shrine are in turmoil, if you rush to send troops, the army may collapse before fighting, and then be killed by the enemy from behind, the consequences are unimaginable!"

He took a breath: "What's more, the last defeat caused countless losses of materials, and the pension of the soldiers who did not fight is even more expensive, and this gate can no longer afford to send troops on a large scale again!"

Su Mengzhen frowned: "If a small number of elite troops attack, act with the camera, and criticize the hypocrisy, there is no need to recruit on a large scale." “

Jiang Ren said firmly: "With the wisdom of Xuezhai, how can you not notice it? If there is a slight mistake, it is impossible to say that the whole army will be annihilated." ”

Su Mengzhen said: "The old thief of Xuezhai has been stabbed to death by Feng'er. ”

Jiang Ren said loudly: "Please listen to the old minister's words! Not to mention that most of that person is just a stand-in, Long Aotian is also deeply rooted in his father's true inheritance, and his wisdom is not under Xuezhai!

Su Mengzhen showed a disappointed expression.

If it was usual, he would laugh and reprimand angrily, but today he felt that his heart was soft and he had no confidence at all.

In the last retreat battle, he fought fiercely against many people, including Jing Zhisheng and Zhao Zhonggao, and was shot by a hidden arrow, but he still held on to his palace in person to avoid greater losses.

This kind of flesh injury is not a cause for concern, but after Su Mengzhen came back, he often felt a headache, and even blackened his eyes.

This fiasco seemed to have hurt his Dao heart.

Su Mengzhen saw another person, as if he wanted to speak and stopped.

"Elder Fan, what do you have to say?"

Elder Fan was wearing a very clean black cotton robe, with a Chinese face, but the lines were not sharp, and he looked old and serious.

"The subordinates knew that the hall master was unwilling. But now in this sect, there are many people with ill intentions, the so-called outside must first be inside, and since they can't keep Anxiang City, they can only let Su Guang Gongzi withdraw ......"

"The hall master is less than fifty now, and there is still time. Since it had been 20 years of preparation before sending troops to Jingzhou, it was better to recuperate for another ten years in order to move forward. ”

Su Mengzhen sneered: "Don't wait for ten years, the Shenxiao Three Rivers Alliance should hit our land." ”

Elder Fan said unhurriedly: "Then luring the enemy deep and then annihilating it is in line with the meaning of 'heavy gate' in Zhou Yi. Didn't the hall master use this method to get rid of Li Qing back then?"

Although these words refuted Su Mengzhen, he put a high hat on Su Mengzhen, which was really exquisite.

Lin Xiuzhen, Lin Tonggu, and many other important ministers of the Divine Hall also spoke one after another, all on the side of Jiang Ren and Elder Fan.

At the beginning, Su Mengzhen proposed to appoint Wu Feng as the heir, and he refuted the ministers silently, but now he felt that this group of people was like a pile of paste, sticking to his eyes, nostrils, and mouth, making him almost suffocate.

In terms of age, he can't say that he is old.

But seeing everyone centrifugal, Su Mengzhen really felt the sense of the twilight of the hero!

In fact, if the troops are sent to the rescue, not to mention the defeat of the coalition army, at least Anxiang City can be saved, so that the Shentang will still have power and influence in Xiangyang County.

When they captured half of Xiangyang County, most of the people below were given land, but they didn't get any benefits, and this defeat caused them to lose the land they had rewarded.

Annoyed, they were unwilling to follow Su Mengzhen to take risks, which was the key point.

Su Mengzhen sighed and looked at Su Can.

For such an important matter, Wu Feng was not there, and he didn't know where he went.

"Can'er, what do you think?"

In fact, the matter has come to this point, and Su Can's approval is mostly useless, but Su Mengzhen still hopes that Su Can can use his influence on the ministers to help him persuade them.

"Guang'er has already written to say that the last defeat had a lot to do with the rout of his team. He has made up his mind to die, and if reinforcements do not arrive, he will be shattered with the city soldiers, and he will never be destroyed. ”

Su Can was stunned, but sighed leisurely.

"Big brother is too dead-eyed. Father, send someone out and find a way to persuade him to come back. ”

Su Mengzhen's heart was like being soaked in ice water.

Now that Anxiang City has been besieged, how can Su Guang come back? If reinforcements are not sent, Su Guang will have no choice but to die in battle.

Su Can and Wu Feng just fought, and even his own brother was unwilling to give him a way to live.

Even Su Can, who is Su Mengzhen's adopted son, spoke out against it, which means that it is not feasible to rescue Anxiang City.

Su Mengzhen's tall body trembled imperceptibly, and a mouthful of blood gushed up from his throat, but he pressed it in his mouth.

As the head of a faction, of course, he can't vomit blood in front of his ministers.

But his face turned unusually pale.

Su Mengzhen struggled to squeeze out a few words: "Since this is the case, then there is no need to discuss it anymore - the meeting is dismissed." ”

Immediately after retreating into the inner sanctum, he collapsed in his chair.

The most terrible injuries are the injuries of the Great Dao, some from external forces, and some from inner demons.

Su Mengzhen's practice of the exercises pays attention to courage and diligence, and he is full of energy. Under the repeated setbacks, the Dao heart was damaged, and the Dao injury was secretly born.

"Can'er......" Su Mengzhen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said to himself: "It's really a good calculation, if I lose Anxiang City again, my prestige will continue to be damaged, and it will not be easy for this hall master to go down, so I can only pass the position to Feng'er quickly." ”

"But Feng'er's foundation is unstable, and I passed on the throne too early, which is not good for him, and at that time, you will have a chance to take advantage of it......"

He suddenly laughed wildly: "The house is full of clothes that are better than snow, and no one is a bosom friend - what a god hall, I only know today that the scattered hearts of the people in my god hall are one hundred and ten times better than the three rivers of Shenxiao!"

The sound of laughter echoed through the empty inner sanctum, and it was incessant.

And Su Mengzhen spurted out another mouthful of blood.