Chapter 229: Escape

In Ningxia City,

Now the entire city is in a desolate state, with fewer pedestrians on the streets.

The Ming army surrounded but did not attack, which greatly eroded the morale of the defenders in the city.

Especially the scene outside the city was quietly spread in the army.

Although there was news from above that reinforcements would arrive in a few days, the delay in seeing reinforcements still made everyone feel panic.

In order to inspire morale, Hebai even gave the gold, silver and jewelry he had accumulated over the years and rewarded the soldiers with gold, silver and jewelry he had plundered during this period.

But even so, it can only be relieved for a while and it won't last long.

In the General's Office,

He walked anxiously, walking back and forth, with a gloomy expression.

It was agreed that reinforcements would arrive in just two days at most, but the delay in seeing reinforcements arrived had already made him feel uneasy.

At this moment, his son, Chengen, hurried in and sighed: "Father, there was an accident in Mongolia."

Xibai's face changed slightly, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

He staggered back two steps, reached out to hold the table, took a deep breath, and then asked, "What the hell is going on?"

Chengen wanted to speak but stopped: "Just just wrote to Fei Ge, the Mongolian tribe on the grassland was intercepted, and Altan Khan was unwilling to send troops to come."

"Bang!"

He punched the table and said angrily: "This group of people who are untrustworthy!"

"asshole!"

"They are the shame of the immortal world!"

He Bai cursed a few times, then sat down with a lonely expression.

He knew very well that the Mongolian cavalry had never come, and he might have encountered unprecedented resistance.

Otherwise, that Altan Khan would never give up the opportunity to attack the Ming Dynasty easily.

Moreover, Altan Khan has the final say in the Mongolian tribes.

If there is no sufficient benefit, the Mongolian tribes will not easily agree to send troops, and they do not want to sacrifice their tribe members in vain.

After all, it was still possible that he had a desperate situation. If his troops swept Ningxia, how could this be?

Xu Chengen hesitated and said, "Father, the Ming army is already digging the canal and diversion water. They should want to use water to attack. What should we do now?"

"Why don't you open the city to surrender?"

Ningxia City is indeed strong and equipped with a large number of firearms, but once the flood enters the city, the more than 100,000 troops will have no resistance.

Without reinforcements, they are just wild beasts trapped in cages and can be slaughtered.

Surrender at this moment, maybe some of the strength can be retained.

"surrender?"

Xibai looked up at his son. This was his most satisfied son and gave him high hopes.

It's a pity...

He laughed at himself and said, "I'm afraid the Ming army will not agree."

Perhaps, he should have listened to the advice at the beginning, and he would not have had the current situation.

But now that the war has gone on, even if he wants to give up surrender, the Ming army will not agree.

It's too late!

Jung Chengen bowed and said, "Father, why not try?"

"You can send a letter to the Ming army."

"I guess they don't want to fight to the end with us."

Huobai frowned and said nothing.

This is true for people. Sometimes, even though they know there is no hope, they still want to try their best, and they have a hint of luck in their hearts.

His confidence at the time came from Tantric Buddhism, the support of various Mongolian tribes, and the 300,000 soldiers under his command.

But the failures again and again also made him feel disheartened.

After a long time, Huo Bai sighed lightly and waved his hand and said, "You can do this."

"Tell the Ming army, what are the conditions? As long as it is not too much, I am willing to agree."

"Yes." Jun Chengen bowed and responded, turned around and left.

...

Outside the city, inside the central army's tent.

A letter was placed on the table.

Li Rusong withdrew his gaze and said with a smile: "This man is going to send a letter to him. It seems that he has received news of the defeat of the Mongolian cavalry."

Today, the Mongolian tribes are no longer the Mongolian tribes they used to be.

Altan Khan is old, his prestige is declining, and each department has its own ideas.

Altan Khan could command the only Tumot tribe, but he also wanted to preserve the strength of Tumot tribe.

Ma Gui said coldly: "We have so many soldiers killed, so how could he solve the problem with just a word of surrender."

On the other side, Lin Mang slowly wiped the Xiuchun Knife and said lightly: "You can surrender, let him open the city and send out his head."

Li Rusong smiled, but their opinions coincided with him.

"But..." Li Rusong hesitated for a moment and sighed: "I'm afraid that someone in the court will not think so."

The military and civilians always have different opinions.

It is estimated that many people hope to accept the surrender of Joseph.

Why?

Because it can bring greater benefits.

It is bound to be impossible to say that the chasing has no contact with some people in the court.

What's more, some old people have always followed the so-called policy of influence and followed Confucianism and Taoism.

"Clang!"

Lin Mang put away his knife, chuckled, and said slowly: "Then don't let them know."

"We have never seen this letter."

"What's more,..."

"Your Majesty has sent a decree to let me take the head of the worshipper back."

Li Rusong and Ma Gui looked at each other.

Since even Lin Mang said this, they naturally had no objection.

The capture of Ningxia City is more important than accepting surrender.

Even the two of them were waiting for Lin Mang's attitude.

This is the emperor's personal army, and this time he supervises the army, and has a special identity.

...

In the General's Office,

Looking at the letters sent, Huo Bai's face turned gloomy.

"Ha ha!"

Hu Bai suddenly burst into laughter and sneered:

"What a good thing I want to give my head!"

Huo Bai grabbed the letter, tore it apart, and said coldly: "Since that's the case, I will accompany you to the end!"

Cheng'en stood in the lower head, silent.

He didn't expect that Ming Jun's attitude would be so tough this time.

He Bai looked up at him and asked, "Why haven't the White Lotus Sect come yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone had already walked into the hall.

"Prince."

Bai Wanying smiled and bowed slightly.

He bowed and frowned slightly.
To be continued...