The Great Chu Immortal Dynasty Xishu Road, Jingzhou Thorn Mansion.

In the meeting hall, although the discussion has not yet begun, the hall is already crowded with a room full of officials of all sizes, all with solemn faces and worried faces.

"Have you heard? The Song army has broken through Yizhou!"

"Such a big event, how can I not know, I am afraid that the Song army is already on the way to Jingzhou at this moment. ”

"I heard that Lord Yizhou Assassin Shi Lu defended the city to the death, and would rather die than give in, but as a result, the state capital city was broken, and all the officials in the city were slaughtered. ”

"The lower officials heard that the Song Army gave special treatment to the generals and lieutenants of Yizhou, what is going on?"

"I don't know very well, this Song Dynasty leader has a rather strange style, which is really confusing. ”

"The Song army is so strong, driving straight in, and burning the flames of war into the territory of our dynasty, who is this person who leads the troops?"

"This person is the new Song Dynasty Lihou Li Weak. ”

"What is the origin of this Lihou? In just over a month, he has defeated more than 200,000 Immortal Dynasty troops of our dynasty in a row, which is really terrifying!"

"Twenty ...... More than 200,000 Immortal Dynasty troops? Such a battle result is too terrifying, isn't it?"

"Leaving the Hou army, if it hits Jingzhou, with my Jingzhou soldiers, it may be able to resist?"

"Brother Chen is too whimsical, and if he wants to rely on the local army to resist the army of the Immortal Dynasty, he is simply hitting a stone with an egg. ”

"In that case, we must plan a way out as soon as possible. ”

"Yes, according to this ruthless method of leaving the marquis, if we resist stubbornly in Jingzhou, I am afraid that our lives will not be guaranteed. ”

"Then how is it okay to live? I don't know what to do with Lord Assassin?"

"This official only asks us in Jingzhou not to end up in the same fate as the officials in Yizhou. ”

"I hope ......"

“......”

Just as everyone was talking, Yao Hong, the assassin of Jingzhou, strode into the meeting hall, followed by a man with a thick beard.

"At the moment when the enemy is making a lot of noise in the council hall, what kind of system is it?" Yao Hong entered the hall, his words deep and dissatisfied.

"Lord Thorn Shi, please calm your anger. An old man with a slightly white beard stood up and said in a solemn voice, "Xiaguan and the others are also worried about the danger that Jingzhou will face, the current situation is urgent, and I hope that Lord Shi will make a decision as soon as possible." ”

"Decision?" Yao Hong sneered when he heard this, staring at his subordinates, "What kind of decision do you want?"

"The subordinates are brave and ask Lord Assassin Shi to lead everyone and surrender in Kaesong. A middle-aged official, gritting his teeth, stepped forward, and proposed with awe.

"Surrender?" Yao Hong's face became colder, and he asked three times in a row, "Qian Huaizhong, are you worthy of the black yarn on the top when you say such a surrender?" Are you worthy of the king's trust, and are you worthy of the name you have taken?"

"Don't misunderstand, Lord Assassin, the reason why we came to the hall to ask for instructions is to respect important people, and we will never dare to have half a point of disobedience. The middle-aged official named Qian Huaizhong hurriedly explained, "The lower officials sincerely hope that Lord Assassin Shi can be considerate of the hearts of the people and avoid Jingzhou from taking the road of Yizhou." ”

"Away

Hou was fierce and cruel, slaughtering officials in Yizhou City, such a cruel act, could it be the work of a good general?" Yao Hong sighed, "Do you think that if you surrender Kaicheng, you can be saved?"

"Lord Assassin Shi, the lower officials thought that when they first entered the Chu Dynasty, they either attacked the city and plundered the land, or marched rapidly, and encountered the stubborn resistance of Yizhou, so they slaughtered the officials of Yizhou in order to make an example. An old official of Longzhong held a different opinion, "Now it has served as a warning, and there is really no need to continue the same practice for Jingzhou, which will only provoke the anger of the masses." For the sake of the present, surrendering and leaving the marquis is our best choice. ”

What Du Lao said is extremely true. ”

"What's more, with my soldiers in Jingzhou, it is really difficult to resist the army of the Immortal Dynasty who left the Hou. ”

"Yes, holding the city to the death limit will only increase casualties. ”

"Stay in the green mountains, don't worry about no firewood. ”

"First ask yourself to surrender, and then slowly figure it out. ”

"Don't be naïve, if you leave the army of Hou Tiger and Wolf, will you give up and give up? Yao Hong pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone returns to their duties and prepares to fortify the city to resist the enemy." ”

After that, Yao Hong didn't want to stay longer, so he took the thick beard and returned directly to the inner hall.

In the inner hall.

"Ah Mu, you said that if I take the capital of Jingzhou Prefecture and the twenty-eight cities in the three nearby counties, about three million local troops, and jointly fight against the 100,000 Immortal Dynasty army that left Hou, what is the chance of victory?" Yao Hong took a sip of tea and asked with relief.

"There are no odds of winning. The thick-bearded man replied in a deep voice, "My lord, in fact, you know in your heart that if you want to use the local army to resist the army of the Immortal Dynasty, it is not a matter of quantity at all. What's more, the army of Lihou is still the elite division of the army of the Immortal Dynasty.

"Indeed, it is the official's wishful thinking. This departure from the marquis is too strong, and he actually defeated more than 200,000 immortal army in two battles in a row, and he marched into the territory of our dynasty directly, which is really unexpected. Yao Hong touched his chin and said with his eyebrows, "However, if you rely on three million local troops to defend the state capital, can you insist on waiting for reinforcements? The follow-up army of the Fourteenth Prince or the King of Jiujiang is estimated to arrive in more than half a month." ”

"It's tough. The thick bearded man said cautiously, "According to the current situation of the enemy and us, I am afraid that when Lihou wants to break the city, he can break the city whenever he wants." ”

"Is there no way at all?" Yao Hong was still unwilling, "This official has been in politics for 20 years, is it possible that he has to succumb to the strong army of the other party today?"

However, if Jingzhou refuses to surrender, according to the ruthlessness and decisiveness that Lihou has shown so far, there is no doubt that the fate of Yizhou's officials will be a lesson for Jingzhou. The bearded man asserted.

"There is a little doubt, this official is puzzled, what is the purpose of such a tactic like Lihou?" Yao Hong was a little puzzled.

"Whatever the purpose, it should soon be revealed. The thick-bearded man had expectations in his eyes, "If this battle between Chu and Song Dynasty is not dead, he will definitely be able to become the most dazzling and dazzling star of the Song Dynasty. ”

Yao Hong nodded slightly and didn't say anything more

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In the distant sky, dozens of vultures flew in, which were the Lihou army that rushed into the Western Shu Road of the Chu Dynasty.

Leaving the Hou army in the city, the Jingzhou Prefecture and its nearby cities were already panicked and frightened. At the north gate of the Jingzhou Prefecture, there are millions of Chen soldiers, ready for battle.

Yang Pu led an army of 10,000 immortals, led him as the vanguard, and arrived at the north gate of the state capital first.

When the two sides met, there was no courtesy, no fancy, and they fought directly.

Yang Pu's department was like a mobile killing machine, crushing back and forth on the battlefield of the North Gate, and one after another local sergeants fell one after another, stained with blood and yellow sand.

On the city wall, Yao Hong, the assassin of Jingzhou, and many of his officials were watching the battle in the city tower, seeing that their soldiers were like paper paste, completely vulnerable, with heavy casualties, their faces changed drastically, and cold sweat broke out. Perhaps, in the land of Jingzhou, it has not experienced the Great War of the Immortal Dynasty for too long, and many officials have begun to forget the bloody edge of the Immortal Dynasty army.

After two incense sticks, the rear of the Hou army arrived one after another, at this time Yang Pu's department has been in the North Gate battlefield, crushed more than 100,000 local troops, it feels like a rolling stone fell into the ant nest, back and forth, crushing the lives of the ants.

Yao Hong finally thought about it and ordered Mingjin to withdraw his troops, but unfortunately Yang Pu's department was like a crazy beast, chasing and killing all the way to the city, and the sand and soil along the way were dyed red.

As the white flag on the city was raised, the gate of the Jingzhou Prefecture opened open, and Yao Hong came out first, taking the officials of Jingzhou and Xiaozhou, and knelt down to greet the departure Hou and ask for surrender.

Yang Pu personally escorted Yao Hong alone to Wang Ruo's departure from the tent.

"Jingzhou Assassin Yao Hong, meet the Song Dynasty Lihou!" Yao Hong bowed, bowing neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Wang Ruoli had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, twisted his neck, did not raise his eyes, did not speak, and looked careless.

"Xiaguan Yao Hong, knock to see the departure marquis. Yao Hong bowed again.

"Since Lord Yao has surrendered, there is no distinction between the Song Dynasty and the Chu Dynasty. Wang Ruoli said lightly, "It's just that Ben Hou really doesn't understand, if Lord Yao wants to surrender, why bother to fight against Chen soldiers at the north gate, and make a temptation?"

"The lower officials are not self-sufficient, and please leave Lord Hou a lot, and a lot of Haihan. The corners of Yao Hong's eyes were a little ashamed.

Wang Ruoli slowly approached and came a few feet in front of Yao Hong, and the powerful aura escaping from his body was violent and bloody, making Yao Hong's heart skip a beat.

"Master Yao is an understanding person, and I believe that in the near future, he will not do anything stupid. Wang Ruoli gently patted Yao Hong's shoulder and said meaningfully.

"The lower officials don't dare. Yao Hong hurriedly bowed his head and responded.

Wang Ruoli nodded and didn't say anything more.

Wang Ruoli accepted the surrender of Yao Hong, the assassin of Jingzhou, gently took over the Jingzhou capital, and left Yang Pu to sit in the town, and continued to go south with an army of 90,000 immortals.

Red Maple Mountains.

In the afternoon, the autumn sun is still a little dazzling, but what is even more dazzling is the ripe red maple leaves that spread all over the mountains.

Between the endless mountains, patches of bright red maple leaves, under the rendering of autumn colors, make a lift

As far as the eye can see, it is impossible to distinguish whether it is a sea of red and eye-catching fire, or a red carpet that sweeps the sky, and can only know that the world in his eyes is full of extraordinarily eye-catching maple red.

Autumn is gone, this year's autumn is not a thing, but it is not a person, and in addition to being sentimental, there are countless lingering hatreds.

Wang Ruoli stood quietly under the red maple tree, looking at the red maple that was everywhere on the mountain, and the sparkling blue water under the mountain. At this moment, is the color of the red that surrounds you the color of the maple leaf, or the color of the mood, or the color of the coming blood?

A gust of autumn wind blew, blowing the red maple leaves all over the mountain, blowing Wang Ruoli's white hair like snow, and blowing the dormant emotional pool in his heart.

The wind carried by, the leaves fell, and a few red maples flew up, swaying and falling, floating in front of Wang Ruoli's eyes.

Wang Ruo was touched, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed a maple leaf with a slightly dark red, but blood-like color with two fingers.

Wang Ruoli looked at this maple leaf quietly, and the corners of his mouth suddenly chuckled.

"It's another year when the maple leaves are thick. Wang Ruoli's chuckle at the corner of his mouth gradually turned into a grinning maniacal smile, his face was full of bitterness, but he laughed without a sound, only a little choked, "Wang Ruoli of the Jingyang royal family said that the maple leaves of Jingxiangguo this year need to be dyed red with blood!"

As he spoke, Wang Ruoli shook his hand and shot out the maple leaves between his fingers, penetrating the branches of several maple trees in a row, and finally plunged deep into the soil.

"Father, Xiaomu, Jinglun, I'm back!"

(End of chapter)