"Generalissimo! This is our last chance to win!" Zheng Kai knelt on the ground, his voice was terrible.

But Zheng Jie was unmoved, and waved his hand at the guards.

"Pull him down."

"Big brother!" Zheng Kai, who was covered in muddy water, collapsed weakly to the ground and was carried out by two guards, looking very embarrassed.

Zheng Kai didn't return for a long time, and Pan Wu's heart slowly sank to the bottom.

The number of Zheng troops is getting smaller and smaller, and the morale is getting lower and lower.

What to do?

Pan Wu asked himself for the last time in his heart.

"Retreat!"

In a moment, Pan Wu roared and ran in the direction of Shenglong.

Unable to find a way to victory, he finally decided to retreat.

At this time, the two sides are deeply entangled, and retreat means a rout on the whole front, and how much the soldiers on the battlefield can survive depends on the strength of the other party's pursuit.

Fortunately, the Ming army, which had experienced a long and bitter battle, was also extremely tired and did not continue the pursuit.

The Zheng army quickly broke away from the battlefield and evacuated in the direction of Shenglong in disarray.

Pan Wu led people all the way to the outside of Thang Long City, and at this time, on the tower of the south gate of Thang Long, Zheng Jie was holding the female wall and looking at everything outside, his face was gloomy.

Defeated again?

Rubbish!

A bunch of rubbish!

The fleeing soldiers slowly converged at the north gate, knowing that the other three gates had been sealed, and only the north gate could be entered. After making sure that there were no pursuers behind, the general defending the city opened the gates and let them in.

Pan Wu came to the Generalissimo's Mansion for the first time and met Zheng Jie.

"What's the reason for this time?" Zheng Jie looked down at Pan Wu who was kneeling on the ground condescendingly, and said in a cold tone.

"Originally, after the arrival of 20,000 reinforcements, our side already had the advantage, but out of nowhere, more than 10,000 Ming troops appeared, disrupting all the rhythm. Some of them were armed with white-pole spears and fought very bravely, and our soldiers were no match at all."

"That's enough!" Zheng Jiemeng yelled and stood up.

Not an opponent!?

He has been hearing the cocoon in his ears for the past two days, and the Ming army is the god of heaven, all with three heads and six arms? The Great Open Firearm is sharp, you can't beat it in long-range combat, and you can't beat it in close combat?

Then simply hand over this dragon to others.

"How many soldiers did you bring back this time?"

"Twenty-five," Pan Wu said secretly.

"You!"

Zheng Jie's lungs were about to explode, and 80,000 people went back and forth, but there were still 25,000 left in two days?

"Go back and rest!"

In the end, Zheng Jie still did not punish Pan Wu, or did not intend to punish him immediately.

Indeed, whether they admit it or not, there are various indications that this Ming army is prepared, and it is difficult for them to match it unless they find a way to restrain it.

But what the hell can I do?

Zheng Jiekut sat for nearly half an hour, and stretched out his hand to call the guards.

"Go and call Zheng Guang."

"Yes."

The guards took the order and walked out.

Zheng Guang is a civil official, his ability is not outstanding enough, and he does not have a tough backstage. But there is a rather outstanding advantage:

Good eloquence.

The kind that can say that the dead are alive.

After a while, Zheng Guang came. ….

"Meet the Generalissimo."

"You go out of the city, go to the camp of the Ming army, and negotiate." Zheng Ji didn't talk nonsense, and said straight to the point.

"Negotiation?"

Zheng Guang was puzzled.

But then I reacted.

If you go to negotiate just after losing the war, what else can you do but sue for peace?

"Generalissimo, but do you want peace talks?"

"That's right, let's see what conditions they have, as long as it's not too much, just agree. Let them withdraw first." Zheng Jie's tone was a little

Said in a deep voice.

What if they don't agree?

Zheng Guang asked rhetorically in his heart.

People came from far and wide, and they all attacked the gate of the capital, only to remember that they would talk about peace and let them withdraw their troops.

Isn't it late?

"I will not fail in my mission."

"Go ahead. If the peace talks are successful, I will give you the credit!"

"Generalissimo Xie."

After Zheng Guang thanked him again, he slowly retreated.

Whether it is Xu Zhi'an or Zheng Zhilong, they both saw Ma Xianglin and Mu Tianbo for the first time. Naturally, the two of them were too.

"Xing'anbo is like a god in his soldiers, and he is really an example for my generation to learn!" Mu Tianbo said to Xu Zhi'an with a smile.

"Hey~ It's all His Majesty's teachings. The Jingying is an elite division, and I just obey orders, and I should not use soldiers like gods." Although Mu Tianbo is young, he is the prince of the dynasty, and Xu Zhi'an naturally does not dare to hold it up.

"Old Xu, don't be polite. After this great victory, the Zheng clan will definitely be powerless to resist anymore, and the army sent by His Majesty has also gathered, and it is time to discuss how to take the dragon." Zheng Zhilong interjected on the side.

"That's right, Your Majesty has an order, and the soldiers under my command and that of Brother Xianglin are all available for Xing'anbo to send. Until we take down the dragon!"

"Good! This matter should not be delayed, this battle has just ended, and the soldiers are tired. It is better to let them trim up for a day and attack Thang Long early tomorrow morning. Okay?"

"Good!"

Everyone agreed.

Then the units began to retreat three miles, count the casualties, and treat the wounded. Of course, eating and drinking is definitely indispensable.

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was busy in full swing, and Zheng Guang came.

He did not bring his entourage and came to the camp where the Ming army was stationed.

The soldiers reported it layer by layer, and finally presented the news to Xu Zhi'an.

"It's okay left and right, let's see what this Zheng official's plan is to come to see us at this time."

Xu Zhi'an said.

After a while, Zheng Guang was brought to Xu Zhi'an.

"Hou Li Zhengguang, on the orders of the generalissimo, came to negotiate peace."

"Peace?" Xu Zhi'an and the people in the tent glanced at each other and looked at Zheng Guang again. "The two armies have just fought to the death, how can you negotiate peace?"

"Fighting a war is just creating an opportunity to sit down and talk. Isn't that how friends come to be if they don't fight and don't know each other?"

"Oh? That's a new statement. But there are always conditions for peace, what are your conditions?"

"Please withdraw the Ming army from Annam."

"Why?"

"Because we will meet Daming's request."

"What do you want?"

"Da Ming can ask for anything, as long as he can withdraw his troops!"

"So sincere?"

"The Generalissimo's sincerity, to be exact. He could not bear the suffering of the people of the war, and was willing to agree to the demands put forward by the Ming Dynasty, on the premise that he must withdraw from Annam."

"There is no negotiation like you in the world, how can you tell the other party your bottom line from the beginning?"

"There is a bottom line, and you have to keep it. Isn't it?"

"You're very smart, since you're so sincere, I'll tell you what the conditions of Da Ming are?"

"General, please speak."

"Annan, re-incorporated into the Ming Dynasty. The Zheng family, handed over their rights, moved to the capital, and will be here in the future. Whether it's called Jiaozhi or Annan, it has to be part of the Ming Dynasty! Can you do that?"

Xu Zhi'an said with a smile on his face with a playful face.

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