In the early morning of the next day, the cold wind was blowing in the mountains, and the dead leaves on the mountain were swept up by the wind and flew wildly all over the sky.

Zhu Ci got up, his mood was extremely bad, his face was as pale as paper, and he took some sugar and walked into the mountains and forests.

Seeing that Zhu Ci was preoccupied, Buck Flower quietly followed him and also entered the mountain village.

Zhu Cijiao came to the mountain where the two poisonous bees were buried last time, and placed them in front of the mound with two earthen bowls filled with sugar.

The cold winter is coming, the flowers and plants on the mountain have withered, and the wild bees have no flowers, so Zhu Cijiao put some white sugar here, hoping to replenish some food for the still alive bee colony to survive this harsh winter.

If it weren't for the purpose of protecting his father and the emperor, he would have summoned tens of thousands of poisonous bees to protect him to death, and Zhu Cijiao would not have felt so guilty.

Zhu Cijiao sat on the small mountain fort, and the scene of the bee sting battle involving tens of thousands of poisonous bees in Guilin yesterday appeared in front of him, and the death of tens of thousands of poisonous bees made his heart ache, and the situation of his father made him even more worried.

How can my father escape the catastrophe in front of him? Zhu Cijiao scratched his scalp in pain.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you? Feeling bad? Seeing this, Buckwheat immediately ran to Zhu Ciyao's side.

"My father is in great trouble, but I am trapped in this mountain and can't help at all." Zhu Cijiao nodded and said.

"Your father is the emperor, and he has officers and soldiers under him, how can a catastrophe come?" Buckwheat asked, puzzled.

Kong Youde went from transferring troops to besiege Guilin to increasing 20,000 troops from Guangdong, and was determined to kill the Southern Ming Court in one go.

Zhu Youlang adopted the five elements of the prince, borrowed arrows, hidden bullets, and bee stinging tactics, although he severely damaged the enemy, but after all, the disparity between the enemy and our strength was too great, and Kong Youde still had 20,000 troops besieging Guilin.

Zhu Cijiao knew that Guilin had been besieged for five days, and there was already a shortage of living materials, ammunition and arrows, and the enemy army launched a round of siege, and the city of Guilin would be broken.

Zhu Youlang is the only surviving spark of the Ming Dynasty, no matter what, the enemy army cannot be extinguished, Zhu Cijiao must save his father by all means.

The enemy army was hit hard by a bee sting, and a two-day rest was bound to launch a large-scale siege, and now a day has passed, that is, there is only one day left for Zhu Youlang.

"If you can't win, just run!" After listening to Zhu Cijiao's analysis, Buckwheat actually came up with such a sentence.

"I think so too, but I have only won the battle now, it's not that my father can run if he says he can run, and the civil and military officials of the imperial court will definitely not agree."

Zhu Cijiao has always been worried about this, if he is not smart, Zhu Youlang will become a loner. This is also Zhu Cijiao's most brain-burning problem.

"Or, when the master comes back, you want to go to Guilin and discuss it with your father." Buckwheat can still say something in the point at a critical moment.

"Let's go back." Zhu Cijiao prepared to discuss with Zhu Youlang in his dream at night.

……

The system can give power to dreams, Zhu Cijiao and Zhu Youlang meet in a dream, it is a common thing, falling asleep is a dream, and Zhu Youlang is waiting for him in a dream.

Zhu Ci has been separated from the people for four years, and Zhu Youlang in his dream has become much older after four years of escape, and he has added a few gray hairs to his sideburns, and he is only in his twenties.

"Father, the enemy army will attack the city again, and the city defense of Guilin can't be prevented once, you have to plan early?" Zhu Ciyi reminded Zhu Youlang worriedly.

"What else can I do? You can't give Guilin away, right? What did the Manchu civil and military society think of me? Although Zhu Youlang believed Zhu Ciyu's words, he seemed very helpless.

"The Art of War Law says that there are 36 strategies, and walking is the best plan. Father, now only in this way can we keep the fire of the Ming Dynasty! "Zhu Ciyi must find a way to convince Zhu Youlang.

"Son, now that the enemy army has not attacked the city, I will flee, and I will lose the hearts of the army and the people." Zhu Youlang looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Father, do you think this will work? Before the enemy army attacked the city, give the Qu Shi Shang Fang Sword, let him act on your behalf, and you will retreat tomorrow with a few men and horses on the grounds of long-term planning? Zhu Cijiao said to his father in a consultative tone. Well, that's a good idea! Not only can the officers and soldiers defending Guilin hold back the enemy army, but I can also consolidate the rear! That's it. Zhu Youlang nodded.

Zhu Cijiao gently dialed, Zhu Youlang could realize this point, Zhu Cijiao was also released, and there was no need to say anything else.

……

Zhu Youlang woke up, it was only ten o'clock in the evening, thinking of the words in the dream just now, he couldn't sleep anymore.

He got up and hurriedly ordered the eunuch Li Guotai: "Inform the minister, come to the court quickly." With that, Zhu Cijiao went directly to the court.

"Huh." Li Guotai bent down and retreated.

The thick night shrouded the ancient city of Guilin, and the tung oil lamps on the Yongli Dynasty Hall swayed under the blowing of the night breeze, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

Jiao Lian, the Duke of Xuanguo, Wen Anzhi, a scholar of Shangshu University of the Ministry of War, Jiang Qianchang, a reviewer of the Hanlin Academy, Zhang Yi, a commander of the military department, and ministers Pang Tianshou and Ma Jixiang and other civil and military officials entered the court one after another.

"Summoning Zhong Aiqing here tonight, there is only one thing, now that the enemy army is besieging the city, what is the best plan for Zhong Aiqing to share the worries of the court?"

Zhu Youlang has been the emperor for four years, he has not lived a day of stability, and he is facing life and death at any time, and he is really sad to be the emperor.

"Your Majesty, Guangxi is the only territory of the Southern Ming Dynasty, and if you retreat, there is no way back, you must resist with all your strength, and you will not give up an inch of land." Xuanguo Gong Jiao Lian said.

"Emperor Qiqi, I agree with Xuan Guogong's opinion, and suggest that Xunzhou Qingguo Gong be mobilized to send troops to reinforce and make every effort to defend Guilin." Zhang Yi, commander of the military department, said.

"Your Majesty, there are less than 5,000 soldiers in Xunzhou, and they also need to defend the city, and the reinforcements from Xunzhou troops, the remaining Qing soldiers will enter the city, which will cause the two cities to be lost, please think twice." Dali Temple Shaoqing Cai Zong said.

"Your Majesty, the enemy is strong and I am weak, and now that the army is in the city, it is a matter of time before Guilin falls, and it is time to take advantage of the weakness to enter the road." The proposal of the University Shi Wen'an.

"Emperor Qi, what Wen Anzhi said is that you should consider taking a step back as soon as possible, once Guilin is breached, the emperor's safety is very worried." Minister Ma Jixiang echoed.

Of course, Zhu Youlang knew that once Guilin fell, the only way to escape was to flee as soon as possible. If you don't retreat as soon as possible and be captured alive by the Qing army, there will be only one way out.

However, if the Southern Ming Dynasty was lost in the hearts of the people as soon as it retreated, it would be even more difficult to re-raise the banner of opposing the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Youlang must find a way to do both.

"I think so, the two military departments Shangshu Qu Shi Qi on behalf of me to exercise the right to defend the city of Guilin, I led Xuanguo Gong Jiao Lian, University scholar Wen Anzhi and others to move to Xunzhou first, consolidate the rear position, in case Guilin falls, there is also a place to retreat. What do you think? ”

"The emperor has considered it thoroughly, and this public opinion thinks it is feasible." Xuanguo Gong Jiao Lian took the lead in standing up in support.

"The emperor is wise, and the ministers are willing to defend Guilin with all their might." Qu Shiyun also agreed.

Other civil and military officials in the court also agreed with Zhu Youlang's proposal.

"Since all Aiqing have no different opinions, then I will declare that from now on, Lord Qu will exercise the duties of Guilin's guard on behalf of me, and in order to facilitate my actions, I will now give Shang Fang the sword." Zhu Youlang said, and gave Qu Shiyun the sword he was wearing.

Qu Shiyun stepped forward and knelt on the ground, and took the Shang Fang sword given by the emperor with both hands. The Gift of the Sword

"Thank you, Lord Longen, this minister is willing to protect Guilin's liver, and swear to live and die with Guilin." Qu Shiyun said and kowtowed to Zhu Youlang.

"Lord Qu, please calm down, Guilin I will hand it over to you, and I will leave for Xunzhou early tomorrow morning, let's disperse." Zhu Youlang waved his hand lightly towards the minister.