The ground is still a little wet after a rain, but it is very refreshing to step on the soft ground, and the air after the rain is exceptionally fresh, so this weather is very suitable for a walk outside the house. At this time, Changchun Garden is full of flowers, but he has been wandering around outside the Yanbo Zhishuang Pavilion for a long time, but he is not in the mood to enjoy this beautiful scenery, and his heart is as restless as a deer beating constantly - since he was ordered to take Xiao Yao to meet him, he was urged by a little eunuch to rush to Changchun Garden, but he didn't expect that the saint did not summon him, but called Xiao Yao in. It's almost a pillar of incense, and I didn't see Xiao Yao come out, and he was so anxious that he carried forward, but he didn't have the courage to break into the pavilion like this, so he could only pacing around the grass outside the pavilion restlessly.

Carry forward the irritable mood, Xiao Yao's life is not easy, since the fight was announced into the Yanbo Zhishuang Pavilion, Xiao Yao has been kneeling on the ground for a long time, but he has never heard the sound of screaming, and he has not even heard any sound from Emperor Yuanzhuo, who is sitting on the top, although Xiao Yao did not dare to raise his head, but he could feel that the sharp eyes of the saint were always scanning himself, although Xiao Yao tried hard to control his mind, but the small sweat that kept rising on his forehead revealed the uneasiness in his heart, but Xiao Yao's body was quite stable, There is no disrespectful behavior in front of the king.

Uh-huh, Qi cultivation kung fu is quite passable! Yinzuo knows very well in his heart how much coercion his silence is, a person who has never been an official can kneel under such pressure, it is not simple, but Yinzuo is not satisfied with Xiao Yao to the point of wanting to be his Taishan Lord, not that Yinzuo dislikes Xiao Yao for not having an identity and status, to be honest, Yinzuo has never fancied things like his birth and name, and his own two concubines are really not good, but the old man has always picked more thorns in his son-in-law, and he said that he was good- Yi Xue Gege is Yinzuo's heart. How willing to marry casually.

"Flatten. Yinzuo was silent for a long time before saying lightly.

Xiao Yao bowed respectfully and said according to the admonition before the audience: "The grass people thank Lord Longen." With that, he stood up and bowed his head.

Yinzuo looked at Xiao Yao, smiled suddenly, and said, "Is that Xiao Yao?" ”

"Yes, the grass people are Xiao Yao, the son of Meishan, Guangdong. Faced with Yinzuo's knowingly questioned, Xiao Yao honestly submitted his resume.

"Oh. Yinzuo said nonchalantly: "Yang'er's excerpt is from your handwriting." ”

"Enlighten the saint, this is the original intention of Lord Belle. The grass people just polished it, and they didn't dare to take credit. Xiao Yao didn't expect Yinzuo to pick his words so clearly, his heart jumped suddenly, and he hurriedly replied.

"Oh? Hahaha......" Yinzuo suddenly burst out laughing, laughing so much that Xiao Yao's heart beat a drum, and he couldn't understand what he said wrong, making the saint laugh so loudly.

"Mr. Xiao's "National Power Policy", I look at it well. Hehe, aren't you afraid that the world will say that you are deviant? Yin Zuo suddenly suppressed his smile, looked at Xiao Yao with a calm face and said.

"Strong Country Policy" was written by Xiao Yao when he was in Meishan, and it was never published in the world. I just discussed it privately with a few friends, and if it is judged by the standards of the sage book, it is quite a bit of a strange theory of divine power, among which the so-called people are rich and the country is self-reliant, and erudite and knowledgeable. As soon as this article came out, all the literary friends scoffed, and Xiao Yao didn't want to talk about its merits with the times, so he gave up, laughed at it, and put it on the shelf. Never mentioned it again in front of the world, at this time, Leng Buding heard Yinzuo mention this policy, and his heart was shocked, but he quickly stabilized, raised his head, his eyes were full of wisdom, and he looked at Yinzuo with a smile and said: "Back to the saint, the grass people are selfless and fearless." ”

Attaboy. This time, it's the real thing. Hehe, it's a bit of a freewheeling. Not bad, not bad! Yinzuo saw that Xiao Yao let go, and he also admired this person's style a little in his heart, pursed his lips and smiled: "What a selfless person is fearless, but if you want to convince me of this alone, I am afraid that it will not be possible, well, I ask you: Where will you put Yi Xuegege?" ”

Although Yinzuo's voice is not big, it exploded in Xiao Yao's mind like a muffled thunder, although the words are short, but there are many meanings in them, with Xiao Yao's wisdom, he can naturally understand the mystery - Xiao Yao is just a man now, and he is also a Han man, a strategist who takes refuge in the second elder brother's mansion, even if Yinzuo doesn't mind Xiao Yao's identity, as an emperor, Yinzuo is bound to be impossible to marry the princess of a country to a Bai Ding so casually, In fact, there are only two paths in front of Xiao Yao: one is to give up Yixue Gege and concentrate on assisting and promoting; The second is to leave Baylor Mansion and prepare for next year's Dabi to get a good reputation, so that he can justifiably ask the saint to marry Gege, of course, after marrying Gege, it is impossible for Xiao Yao to help carry forward with all his might, and Yinzuo will definitely not agree to this, which is related to the delicate balance of the problem.

On the one hand, it is the love of confidants, on the other hand, it is the grace of knowing which is more important, how can it be said clearly, Xiao Yao is witty, but how can he make a choice for a while, the whole person stands there like dementia, his face turns from red to blue, and from green to white, changing constantly, but he never says a word.

This choice is difficult, at least for Xiao Yao, this Yinzuo naturally understands in his heart that if Xiao Yao makes a choice immediately, Yinzuo will look down on this person, but Yinzuo also has to do it as a last resort - although Yinzuo is the emperor, he is first and foremost a father, and as a father anyway, he always has to think more about his children, of course, provided that it does not affect the safety of his own emperor.

"That's it, let's step back first, I give you time to think, just a month, wait for Yang'er's wedding day, give me an answer, otherwise, I have to help you choose, you kneel down!" Yin Zuo saw that the corners of Xiao Yao's mouth were bloodshot, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, so he commanded lightly. Xiao Yao didn't speak, just knelt on the ground, kowtowed a few times silently, and exited the room, his steps were a little staggering......

Multiple choice questions on the road of life are always difficult to do, whether it is love or life and death, no matter what choice Xiao Yao will make. On the second day of the fifth month of the eighth year of Yuanzhuo, the English army attacked Johor Bahru unfavorably, killing and wounding more than 240 officers and men, but did not gain an inch of progress and had to collect its troops and return to the camp, but in the early morning of the next day, a Dutch cruiser fleeing from Malacca brought extremely bad news: the Qing army had conquered the castle of Santiago and completed the blockade of the Strait of Malacca. Immediately afterwards, an English merchant ship that departed from Batavia and escaped the interception of the Qing fleet in the dark brought even more shocking news: the Qing fleet had arrived in the waters of Bintan Island and was launching a complete blockade of Shan Maxi.

The degree of rapid deterioration of the situation far exceeded the estimation of the English generals, and no one expected that a small force of the Qing army that appeared out of nowhere would so quickly take the castle of San Diego, which is known as the strongest castle in the Far East, and then think of the Qing fleet outside Bintan Island to carry out the blockade mission, a dark cloud shrouded the head of the English army, and at this time there were only two ways to go in front of the English army - it was obviously the next policy to go to sea to meet the Qing fleet with unknown enemy information. No one is willing to take such action as a last resort; It is obviously not advisable to sit back and wait, not to mention that the food supply has become a big problem, and before the Strait of Malacca is opened, the supply from the Indian direction will not be able to pass at all. It is difficult to say whether Batavia is still in the hands of the Dutch, and how can it be expected that it will be able to bring supplies to the English fleet, and the grain stocks of Maxi can only last for three months at most, which can only be done without caring whether the local people live or die. And so it goes. There was only one way left in front of the British army: to take Johor Bahru, and then storm the castle of San Diego, relying on artillery fire and numerical superiority, to eat the invading Qing army.

Although the rigidity and conservatism of the English army were famous in later generations, the British army in this era was still an army with strong combat effectiveness, and once it learned that it had fallen into the carefully designed encirclement of the Qing army, the English army burst out with amazing combat effectiveness. A frenzied assault on Johor Bahru immediately increased the pressure on the 2nd Battalion of the Qing Cantonese Marine Battalion, which was defending Johor Bahru, to a terrible level.

On the third day of the fifth month of the eighth year of Yuanzhuo, from the third quarter of the hour, the English army, under the cover of five cruisers, gave up the attack on the Johor Bahru fort, and instead launched a non-stop assault on the Johor Bahru wharf. The second company of the defense suffered heavy casualties. The ammunition consumption is extremely high, and it is not yet the end of the day. Most of the officers and men of the second company had already been lost, and there were only more than 40 soldiers left who could still persist in the battle, including the lightly wounded, and the company commander Wu Haoming was also wounded, and a large piece of his scalp was cut off by the flying shrapnel, but he always insisted on fighting at the forefront and withstood the desperate charge of the British army as many as ten times.

"Company commander, company commander, where are you?" As soon as the artillery bombardment of the English fleet stopped, Xia Xiaoshan, a communications soldier, emerged from a large bomb crater, and suddenly found that the company commander who was originally by his side was missing.

Just when Xia Xiaoshan was so anxious that he was about to cry, not far from him, a large pile of dust bulged, and the gray-faced Wu Haoming arched out of the floating soil, panting heavily, regardless of the dust stuffed his mouth with his breathing, until his breath was a little flat, he spit out the saliva full of mud and sand, and scolded while spitting: "Damn British, this cannonball doesn't cost money, phew, phew!" ”

"Company commander, it's great that you're still alive. When Xia Xiaoshan saw that Wu Haoming was fine, he immediately jumped up with joy.

"Can't die, Xiaoshan, go and see how many brothers we still have. Wu Haoming fumbled and pulled out his own rifle from the floating soil, but suddenly found that the gun had already broken in two, angrily dropped the rifle casually, lying on the edge of the crater and watching the movement of the English army on the dock under the slope, and commanded without looking back.

Xia Xiaoshan's figure was not tall, but after these days of hard work, he looked a lot thinner, heard the order, rolled over, and jumped out of the trench flexibly, with the cat waist along with the shallow ditch that should have been a trench, but now only waist-deep shallow ditch scurried around, and said hello to the officers and soldiers who were still alive while running, counting them, but after a while, he turned back, stuck to Wu Haoming's side, and said in a low voice: "Company commander, even the two of us combined, there are only forty-two people, and the other brothers are all ......."

Wu Haoming scolded angrily, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart - this battle was fought in a short period of more than half a day, and there were only forty-two men left in a reinforced company with a full strength of 220 people.

"Company commander, look, the yellow-haired monster is up again!" Before Wu Haoming could vent the anger in his heart, the sharp-eyed Xia Xiaoshan immediately shouted.

Under the slope of more than 100 meters, a group of more than 300 English officers and soldiers in red uniforms once again formed a sortie formation, went up the slope, and pressed over the Qing army position again, but the difference from the past is that this time the number of British troops attacking is a lot more, not to mention, the team is also much more tidy, even the drummers have come up, rows of British soldiers lined up in a neat queue, stepping on the drum, leveling the spear, slowly stepping on the slope full of stumps and broken arms of the war dead, and ignoring the stumps and broken arms are the bones of their comrades. Just trampled and forced to the top of the slope.

"What the hell? Brothers, get closer, listen to Lao Tzu's command, him! Wu Haoming saw that the British army's behavior was very strange, and the previous few times rushed upwards in a swarm of the situation, immediately became suspicious, but did not think too much, this kind of slow march of the whole team of combat formation for the Qing army in the hands of the revolver is the best shooting target, the Qing soldiers who fought hard for the rest of their lives immediately poked their heads out of the craters and bunkers, nervously watched the British army's every move, ready to fire at any time, just when the British army advanced to a distance of more than 50 meters from the top of the slope, Suddenly the artillery in the English fleet roared, and another storm of cannonballs smashed into the position of the Qing army, and at the same time, the English infantry, which had been struggling, suddenly let out a shout and rushed towards the Qing position filled with gunsmoke......

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