Chapter 166: Luoyang Crisis

Moreover, Zhao Yong's family is not all in Nanjing, he has a son by his side to serve, and other family members are officials in other armies.

That is, even if he votes for Beijing, it is impossible for him to be rejected.

In this case, it is not necessarily impossible to consider it. Although there are wives and concubines in the family, many children and grandchildren will die. But it's better than the whole family has no way to live at all. Moreover, after he admitted that he was incompetent, he wanted to preserve his own glory and wealth, and the glory and wealth of his children and grandchildren, so he could not use the method of the battlefield.

The only way to do this is to use something outside the battlefield.

And what is the way outside the battlefield?

Isn't it just the thing in front of you?

Zhao Yong sighed and said, "Okay. I would like to see Lao Song. Let's talk about this one."

"Uncle Shi is wise." Song Sheng's envoy said.

Willingness to talk is actually half the battle.

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Song Sheng and Zhao Yong met outside Anyi City.

At this time, Zhao Yong had some style, and the two of them did not bring guards at all, and rode alone to the meeting.

It's hard to say what it's like for two people to meet.

It's been a long time since I've spoken.

In troubled times, everyone can't help themselves. Especially Song Sheng and Zhao Yong can see their shadows from each other's bodies.

And both sides are smart people. There is no need to say a lot.

After a long time, Zhao Yong said, "I surrendered to Shanxi, and the imperial court only let me keep my original position?"

Song Sheng said, "We are all old, and the new dynasty wants its own descendants. After all, we are all Taizu's people. It's not the people of Jinshang, it's not the people of Shoufu, and even I've heard that many people on the side of the Southern Army can't wait for us to fight to the death. And you yourself know how long you can defend this place in Shanxi."

"I'll give you a piece of news, the guards of the Yanmen Pass are now in frequent contact with the imperial court."

Zhao Yong smiled bitterly. Except for a few checkpoints in the northern part of Shanxi, almost all other places have been withdrawn. He knew that. It's just that this is also a very helpless thing.

That's all he has in his hands. There were battles on the left and right.

The situation in the world has reached this point step by step, and as long as these generals are not fools, they will find a way for themselves. It's just that Zhao Yong is still confident that he knows people and uses skills, and the people he arranges are all honest and almost timid people.

After all, guarding such a thing does not require restless people. Such a person will not come to the last moment, and he will not dare to come forward.

Otherwise, the person who lifted Shanxi to the north may not be him.

Zhao Yong saluted Song Sheng and said, "The last general will obey the general's order."

Song Sheng was overjoyed and said, "Okay. Then cross the river from Fengling and go south."

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Jin Shengyu broke Meng Jin and almost kicked open the door of Luoyang with one foot. It's almost under the city of Luoyang. Sheng Yong returned to Luoyang to preside over the overall situation, and the first thing he did was to counterattack Mengjin and recapture Mengjin City.

It was only possible to drive the northern army back to the north bank of the Yellow River.

Sheng Yong can sleep with peace of mind. It's just that the troops in Sheng Yong's hands are stretched. It annoys him a lot.

To be honest, just talk about the troops in Sheng Yong's hands and the troops in Jin Shengyu's hands. In fact, there is not much difference. But the problem is that the strategic initiative is in the hands of Kim Shengyu. Sheng Yong also had to be on guard, hoarding heavy troops on the north bank of the Yellow River, ready to go.

It is inevitable to scatter the arrangement.

In this way, it is inevitable that the forces that will face off against the opponent on the frontal battlefield will be insufficient.

And Jin Shengyu faced Sheng Yong's counteroffensive, and after synthesizing the opinions of the General Staff, he fought a defensive battle around Mengjin City. This made the troops in Sheng Yong's hands even more insufficient.

There is nothing fancy about such a war. Some are smashed hard with strength.

Just when Sheng Yong was trying to draw more troops from all sides to invest here and defeat Jin Shengyu as much as possible, there was a sudden violent wind. A moment later, the wind and rain howled.

Immediately, a soldier held up an umbrella for Sheng Yong.

Sheng Yong pushed it away irritably

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This heavy rain was a big problem for the attacking side.

Now that the situation has collapsed to this point step by step, even Sheng Yong is a little unbreathable.

It's just that blessings and misfortunes don't go alone.

Before Sheng Yong adjusted his mentality, another bad news, no, it should be two bad news together.

That is, Geng Bingwen's death and Zhao Yong's surrender to the enemy, and directly crossed the Yellow River from Fengling. Appears east of Tongguan. In other words, the Tongguan defenders are very likely to be finished.

If Sheng Yong didn't think about the most terrible situation, it would be impossible. Before you win, do you want to lose first?

It's just that when this day really came, Sheng Yong was still a little unbearable.

For a while, I didn't know how to react.

How can he react?

The right way of the soldier is actually that the strong defeat the weak, the more victories the less, and the rest are subsections. Regardless of whether others admit it or not, in fact, no matter where you look at it, Beijing is better than Nanjing.

It's just that before that, many people covered their ears and stole the bell, just didn't admit it.

This is even more illustrated by the devastated victory of the Northern Army over the Southern Army, especially when the generals of the Southern Army were generally stronger than the Northern Army.

Nanjing is far inferior to Beijing in terms of national strength.

Only then can they be pressed everywhere on the battlefield to fight the situation.

It's just that putting this afterthought is of no use at all.

Sheng Yong pondered for a moment and said, "Withdraw to Luoyang."

Except for holding Luoyang for Fu Youde to block the soldiers and horses from the west, he couldn't do anything.

Even the defenders in the direction of Tongguan, he had no way to take care of it.

He could only pin all his hopes on Fu Youde.

Fu Youde won a big victory, and the situation in the Central Plains can still be saved. Otherwise, Sheng Yong didn't think about anything. Dead people don't have to think about these nerve-wracking things.

Thinking of this, Sheng Yong was relieved, people are dying, what do you want to do so much?

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Soon, the news here also reached Fu Youde.

Fu Youde and Ye Shen's hundreds of thousands of people are in cautious contact, and there are battles every day, but both sides are not fighting resolutely, Fu Youde is retreating little by little, wanting to introduce Ye Shen into his preset battlefield.

And Ye Shen was also very aware of the situation in front of him, suppressed the desire of the soldiers under his command to attack, and slowly moved forward with a calm breath, which was simply impeccable.

It's just that Sheng Yong's letter came, and after Fu Youde read it, he put it away casually and said to the generals below, "You have good news for you, the Yellow River is rising. I estimate that tomorrow the pontoon bridge on the Yellow River will not be usable."

The news is true.

When rain begins to fall in the upper reaches of the Yellow River, the lower reaches of the Yellow River will naturally rise as well. And the water is rising quite fast. It means that the dry season of the Yellow River, which lasted for more than half a year, has passed.

The flood season has officially begun.

What Fu Youde wanted to cut off the connection between the two sides of the strait with the help of the Yellow River flood season has already been waited.

As for Geng Bingwen's death, Zhao Yong's surrender to the north, and the collapse of the Luoyang war, Sheng Yong could only hold Luoyang City, block the northern army on the west side for him, and prevent the two armies from merging.

Fu Youde didn't say a word.

Say what?

Speaking out will only affect the morale of the military.

And Fu Youde also knew that he actually had no choice.

Maybe he didn't have a choice in the first place. It's just that he doesn't have much chance of winning. After all, he has to think not only about the present, but also about the future. If it's a pyrrhic victory.

Lose all the armies in your hands here. The Northern Army also suffered considerable losses. But not more than three months, at most half a year. It would be possible for the Northern Army to launch a second offensive.

However, Fu Youde wanted to reorganize and train a new army, but he didn't know when.

In various aspects, Fu Youde must win and win beautifully. But Ye Shen is a turtle shell, and Fu Youde has used an unknown number of means

, all of them are unresponsive, as if they didn't see it.

Not at all.

If he wants to defeat Ye Shen, he can only fight hard. Paving the way with blood and gunpowder.

It's just that this price is unbearable for Nanjing.

At this moment, Fu Youde suddenly understood the feeling of Lian Po in the Battle of Changping.

In some battles, the outcome has already been decided before it begins. The rest is the leeway to operate on the battlefield.

Fu Youde's heart was full of thoughts, his face was not revealing at all, and he said sharply: "Gentlemen, now is the day of the decisive battle with the Northern Army, from today onwards, those who do not obey the military orders will be beheaded, and those who retreat will be beheaded."

Fu Youde gave an order, and the generals below agreed with a bang.

In the past few years, they have been holding their breath, and they are happy to have a showdown with the Northern Army, and at this moment they can be regarded as morale.