In the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, June 29, early in the morning.

The turmoil in Xiangyang City has also subsided, and the red flags belonging to the Ming army on the city wall have been pulled down and replaced with the blue flag belonging to Zhang Xianzhong.

In the middle hall of King Xiang's mansion, Zhang Xianzhong was wearing a dark blue narrow sleeve sticker, and sat lazily on the throne.

In the middle of the hall, a group of soldiers wearing armor and robes stood with their swords.

Sun Kewang, Li Dingguo, Liu Wenxiu, and Ai Nengqi stood on the left.

Xu Yixian and Pan Duao are standing on the right.

In the center of the main hall, an old man in a red robe with a white beard was kneeling on the ground at this time, but even so, there was no fear on his face.

"Donkey Ball, the bad guy is also a dignified prince, how can he be humiliated like this, let him go for us."

Zhang Xianzhong sat on the throne, looked at the old man kneeling on the ground, and said with a smile.

"His Royal Highness King Xiang is frightened, the people under our hands don't know how to be polite, they are all coarse, please forgive me."

The old man who was kneeling on the ground was none other than Zhu Yiming, the king of Xiang, who was now nearly seventy years old.

Zhu Yiming slowly stood up from the ground, and the robe on his body was quite neat.

When the turmoil last night was in turmoil, the guards in the palace came to protect him as soon as possible, and he was able to get dressed.

It's just that he still couldn't escape, and he wanted to get out of the northern city, but the rogues had already been ambushed, and their team was intercepted by the rogues who were ambushed around the neighborhood just halfway through.

The guards guarding Zhu Yiming died and all fled, and Zhu Yiming was naturally arrested.

Zhu Yiming straightened his clothes and looked at Zhang Xianzhong, who was sitting at the top, but his expression did not fluctuate much, and he said indifferently.

"Since ancient times, the king has been defeated, and General Zhang will definitely not let go of me, the vassal king, when he captures Xiangyang this time, why should he pretend to act like this?"

Zhu Yiming has seen too many things, and he has lived for a long time.

In the past few years, after a long period of turmoil, I have seen the ups and downs of the country.

It is precisely because of this that Zhu Yiming knows very well that it is impossible for Zhang Xianzhong to leave him alive.

After Luoyang was captured, the Wanmin army almost wiped out the Fuwang lineage, and most of Luoyang was almost burned by it.

And Li Yan is still rich in the people.

Zhang Xianzhong is known for his brutality among the people, whether it is to the enemy or to his own people, Zhang Xianzhong is extremely ruthless.

How could such a person let go of a vassal king like him.

Zhu Yiming knew very well that he was already certain to die.

King Fu's death was shameful to many people, because before he died, he begged Li Yan to be able to go around one, without the slightest backbone of the Zhu family.

Zhu Yiming was reluctant to leave the same reputation as King Fu in the history books.

Cowards and misbreeds, not their Zhu family's sons!

Zhu Yiming's eyes were resolute, his face was cold, and he only wanted to die quickly.

Seeing Zhu Yiming's request, Zhang Xianzhong also couldn't help but restrain the smile on his face.

Zhang Xianzhong originally wanted to humiliate the nearly seventy-year-old vassal king, in order to eliminate the evil anger that had accumulated in his heart.

But when I saw that Zhu Yiming not only did not beg for mercy, but still maintained his bearing, I don't know why, and I didn't have the heart to be humiliated.

"Fetch the wine."

Zhang Xianzhong slowly stood up and commanded left and right.

The attendants on the left and right received the order, and soon brought wine jugs and wine glasses for Zhang Xianzhong.

"You are a man, different from that cowardly Fu King, we appreciate you."

Zhang Xianzhong walked up to Zhu Yiming, then took a glass of wine from the tray held by the attendant, and said to Zhu Yiming.

"But we can't spare your life."

"You vassal kings are all rice worms of the imperial court, and every year the imperial court spends so much grain, rice, gold and silver to feed you, but we people can't even eat enough, and you have enjoyed happiness for so long.

It's time to pay it back."

Zhu Yiming looked at Zhang Xianzhong, his expression was still the same.

Zhang Xianzhong picked up another glass of wine and handed it to Zhu Yiming.

Zhu Yiming hesitated for a while, but in the end he still took the wine glass handed by Zhang Xianzhong.

"Don't blame me, Yang Sichang forced us too ruthlessly, we want to cut off Yang Sichang's head, but Yang Sichang is still in Sichuan, there are too many soldiers under his command, and we really don't have the ability to win against him."

"But if the prince dies, Yang Sichang will definitely not be able to live, let's kill the prince because we want to borrow the prince's head to kill Yang Sichang, the prince drinks this glass of wine, let's go on the road."

Zhang Xianzhong drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, faced Zhu Yiming, and said slowly.

Zhang Xianzhong is clear about the internal affairs of the imperial court.

Within the imperial court, Zhang Xianzhong had his own news channels.

In the past, it was able to successfully complete the appeasement, and there were also efforts in this regard.

Zhang Xianzhong is very aware of the problems that Yang Sichang is encountering now.

The fall of Luoyang, the death of King Fu, and the turmoil in Henan brought great difficulties to Yang Sichang.

There was a lot of discussion in the court, all of them said that Yang Sichang had lost his relatives and had been fighting for a long time without success, and he should be imprisoned.

If it weren't for today's Son of Heaven, Chongzhen would have overruled public opinion and had been protecting Yang Sichang to the death.

I'm afraid that Yang Sichang has already entered the heavenly prison and was taken down by the court's Dafa.

Yang Sichang's current situation is extremely bad, as long as at this time, someone adds a fire to it, and Yang Sichang can completely fall into the land of no return.

If another vassal king dies at this time.

Even Chongzhen, as the Son of Heaven, is unlikely to keep Yang Sichang.

"Under the Nine Springs, don't resent us, if you want to blame, blame our Inspector Yang."

Zhang Xianzhong showed a cruel smile on his face, and casually threw the wine glass in his hand on the tray of the guards on the side, and then strode Meteor turned around and left, sitting back on the throne.

Zhu Yihuan's heart was cold, standing in the center of the hall, looking at everything familiar around him, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, he didn't say anything more.

Zhu Yiming, like Zhang Xianzhong, also drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

With Zhang Xianzhong's order, Sun Kewang came out of the crowd, ordered several soldiers to follow, and escorted Zhu Yiming, the king of Xiang, out of the palace.

"Hahahahaha."

Looking at Zhu Yiming, the king of Xiang, who was escorted away, Zhang Xianzhong at this time was full of spirit, and his heart was full of pride, and he couldn't help but smile at the sky.

When the news of him breaking Xiangyang City and killing Zhu Yiming, the king of Xiang, was transmitted to Jingshi, it was when Yang Sichang's head fell to the ground.

In the past year, Zhang Xianzhong has been chased and killed by Yang Sichang everywhere, and after several deaths and deaths, he was embarrassed and panicked like a lost dog.

Now that Yang Sichang's life is not long in coming, the overall situation has been decided, and Zhang Xianzhong's heart is naturally very happy.

"Congratulations to the King, congratulations to the King."

As a military advisor

Xu Yixian took a step forward at this time, and congratulated Zhang Xianzhong at the happiest.

"This time, our army attacked Xiangyang, occupied an important town, removed Yang Sichang, and harvested a large number of armor hoarded in Xiangyang City.

This time they captured Xiangyang, and their gains were not small.

Yang Sichang will inevitably be implicated because of the fall of Xiangyang and the death of King Xiang.

In addition, they also seized a large amount of military materials and equipment.

Xiangyang is an important place for Yang Sichang to hoard grain, grass, baggage, and ordnance, and in short, it is the logistics base of the entire Southern Ming Army.

The capture of Xiangyang was equivalent to cutting off the lifeblood of most of the Ming army in the south.

As the saying goes, before the soldiers and horses move, the grain and grass go first.

Xiangyang was the military warehouse of the Ming army, but now Xiangyang has been taken by them.

Everything that Yang Sichang hoarded in Xiangyang became their spoils.

"We don't understand what the military advisor said about these crepe words, and we can't play chess, we just want to ask the military advisor now, now that we have laid down Xiangyang, what should we do next?"

Zhang Xianzhong smiled and bowed his hand.

He was in a good mood at this time, there were tens of thousands of soldiers and armor in Xiangyang City, as well as hundreds of thousands of stones of grain and grass and hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, which were undoubtedly prepared by Yang Sichang to supply the Ming army.

But for now, all this is for him, and it will become his help.

Xu Yixian pondered for a moment and replied.

"The husband of Xiangyang is also the waist of the world."

"Xiangyang, an important place for soldiers and military towns since ancient times."

Xiangyang is located in the middle of China, with Ruluo in the north, Qinshu in the west, Huguang in the south, and Wuyue in the east.

The situation of Huguang, in the southeast of the country, is focused on Wuchang; In terms of Huguang, the emphasis is on Jingzhou; In the world's terms, the emphasis is on Xiangyang.

The eastward march can be condescending, go straight to Wuchang, and go down the river to enter the south of Zhili.

To the north, you can drive into Nanyang, enter the Central Plains, and the Nanyang Basin is a flat river, unimpeded.

And going south, you can go directly to the rich land of Jingchu, and the inevitable basin of Xiangyang City is the basin and the endless Jianghan Plain, and there is no danger to defend at all.

Historically, Cao Wei only controlled Xiangyang, and he had been suppressing Sun Wu and unable to act.

During the Song-Mongolian War, the loss of Xiangyang directly led to the collapse of the Southern Song Dynasty, and finally perished rapidly.

These things are enough to show the importance of Xiangyang City.

Controlling Xiangyang is equivalent to controlling the initiative in the campaign.

Advance can be attacked, retreat can be defended.

Xu Yixian has read history books, and he knows these things very well.

"Xiangyang City is strong, there are dangers of mountains and rivers, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is a place of foundation."

"According to Xiangyang, you can look at the southern country, and if you set the southern country, you can take the world!"

The situation is just right now, everything is going well, and there is no way out if you stay a rogue.

"Now is the time."

Xu Yixian forcibly suppressed the agitation in his heart.

In the time that he has followed Zhang Xianzhong for so long, Xu Yixian has thought many times that he has pressed the wrong treasure and chosen the right path.

But now, after Zhang Xianzhong really captured Xiangyang, Xu Yixian changed all his previous views, he didn't follow the wrong person, and he didn't go the wrong way.

Zhang Xianzhong, with the capital of a hero, has the image of an emperor!

"What Xu Junshi said is reasonable......

Zhang Xianzhong's eyes moved slightly, and he was a little moved.

But only for a moment.

"It's just that now the total number of soldiers and horses under our command is only 5,000, and with these 5,000 soldiers in our hands, I'm afraid we won't be able to keep Xiangyang."

"Trapped in Xiangyang, once the Ming army rushes over from all over the place, and hundreds of thousands of troops surround Xiangyang, won't we become the eight kings in that water tank?"

Zhang Xianzhong shook his head and shouted.

"No, no, we feel like we'd better go and find the horse back, they'll be more reliable."

Xu Yixian's expression condensed slightly, and he hurriedly said.

"It is unavoidable for us to capture Xiangyang, if we give up, I am afraid that it will be difficult to obtain, such a God-given opportunity......

Xu Yixian's words were not finished, and he was already interrupted by Pan Duao, who stepped forward on the side.

"What the king said is reasonable, now that our army is insufficient, occupying Xiangyang is tantamount to sitting and waiting to die."

Xu Yixian's face changed slightly, he turned his head to look at Pan Duao, and was about to question, but Pan Duao's words turned again, but Xu Yixian did not say the follow-up words again.

"But Xu Junshi's words are also extremely reasonable."

"If we go east at this time, we will not be able to move most of the belongings in Xiangyang Mansion, so we will either burn them all and hide them, or leave them to the officers and soldiers again."

With so much gold and silver, so much grain and grass, they couldn't have brought it all.

After bringing it all, the Ming army can undoubtedly be easy

of catching up with them.

Their advantage in maneuvering will be lost.

"According to Xiangyang, you can look at the southern country, and if you set the southern country, you can take the world."

Pan Duao took a step forward, he was indeed inferior to Xu Yixian in terms of training the army and managing military affairs.

But for people's livelihood and political affairs, and for speculating on people's hearts, Xu Yixian is far inferior to him.

"Our problem now is that there are too few soldiers and horses to occupy Xiangyang and control the southern country."

Zhang Xianzhong nodded, he really wanted to stay in Xiangyang, Xu Yixian's words were indeed very attractive to him.

But relying on this bit of men and horses, it is really face-to-face, and it is not enough for the Ming army to plug the gaps.

Pan Duao took a step forward and asked.

"Have you ever heard of the People's Army in Henan?"

Zhang Xianzhong raised his eyebrows, there are people he installed in the court, and he naturally pays attention to the major events in the world.

The Wanmin Army turned the world upside down in Henan, and Li Yan even captured Luoyang and killed King Fu.

Although the Wanmin Army was defeated under Kaifeng City, the momentum of the Wanmin Army was not much weaker.

Not long ago, the Wanmin Army seemed to have captured Shangqiu in Guide Mansion, plundered away, and suddenly turned to Nanzhili, breaking several cities in a row.

"Of course I did."

"Then the king should also know why Li Yan was able to raise such a huge army in just a few months, right?"

Pan Duao took another step forward, lowered his voice a little, and said to Zhang Xianzhong.

"The military advisor is ......."

Zhang Xianzhong drew inferences from one another, Pan Duao just mentioned it lightly, and he already thought of the meaning of Pan Duao's words.

"The king is very sensitive, and that's exactly what I mean."

Pan Duao's expression was serious and he said in a deep voice.

"The Ming court plotted to suppress and levy more money and grain, so that the people had serious grievances and it was difficult for the people to survive."

"The king can now completely emulate what Li Yan did in Henan, open warehouses and release grain, provide relief to the victims, win the hearts of the people, and organize and train the army."

"Proclaim righteousness, forbidden

Soldiers kill and win people's hearts in order to achieve great things!"

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