Zhou Pei smiled, then his face became solemn, he looked around, and then spoke in a low voice to Cheng Zhouhai: "My father asked me in a subtle way, if the situation in the capital is critical, whether the Zhenhai New Army led by General Han Shizhong can be withdrawn to Lin'an in time.

, to switch defenses with the Forbidden Army... My father knew that the people below were unstable and could not trust the Forbidden Army, and even wanted to... remove General Yu Zihuayu of the Forbidden Army."

"Withdrawing the Zhenhai Navy, he was ill and sought medical treatment. As for General Yu..." Cheng Zhouhai frowned: "General Yu... has been promoted from the Wu Lie Camp, but he is His Majesty's confidant."

Zhou Pei hesitated for a moment, and remembered what his father said yesterday, with a sarcastic smile on his face: "...Yes, Wulie Camp was stationed in Jiangning back then, and Yu Zihua and his father knew each other in the old days, so he was able to command the Forbidden Army, but in

At this time...Mr. Cheng, my father knew very well who those people who played with him back then were. He just had no one to help him. He bullied and bullied people and drank wine. My father trusted him more than anyone else.

They are about to go to war, but my father can’t trust them more than anyone else..."

"However, General Yu has indeed changed his past mistakes over the years and is extremely strict with himself."

"Father doesn't believe this, so I can only... try my best to dissuade you." Zhou Pei rubbed his forehead, "Don't ask the Zhenjun Navy to be moved, and don't leave General Yu lightly. Alas, I hope my father can be stable. He has also been in trouble recently.

Lord Qin often summoned Qin Hui to the palace for questioning. Lord Qin was old enough to seek the country, and it seemed that he had a dissuading effect on his father's thoughts. His father wanted to summon the navy back to Beijing, and Lord Qin also tried to persuade him... In the past few days, Lord Qin also tried to persuade him.

, I want to pay a personal visit to Mr. Qin and have a frank talk with him..."

The two looked at the city tower for a while, then left again. The carriage drove away from the city wall and drove through the dark streets. When they arrived near the Lin'an Mansion Prison, Zhou Pei, who was rubbing his forehead, remembered something: "Yesterday, the iron arrester

It seems that some people have been arrested over there, let's go to the prison and have a look."

Cheng Zhouhai nodded in agreement.

The group of people arrived at the prison, and the deputy next to them had already reported what Tie Tianying was doing. When they approached the execution room, the smell of blood could be heard. Tie Tianying probably washed his face and hands a little, and then came out with clothes on his face.

There was a lot of blood on it. He held a stack of interrogation notes in his hand, and led Zhou Pei and Cheng Zhouhai to look inside the execution room. The middle-aged scholar tied to the wooden shelf was no longer human.

"Are you subduing yourself?" Cheng Zhouhai asked with a frown.

"No." Tie Tianying shook his head, "This person's connection with the Jurchen side has been confirmed. The letters, the person who corrected him, and the imperial guards who came in to deliver the news for him have all been confirmed. Of course, he only thinks that he is a member of the powerful clan.

He just ordered and lobbied for the interests of some big families in the south, but he was involved in the spread of news confirmed to be related to the Jurchens several times before... Now it seems that the Jurchens are starting to have new ideas."

"Are they the ones you reported earlier?" Cheng Zhouhai asked.

Tie Tianying nodded, and then looked at Zhou Pei together with Cheng Zhouhai: "I will report this matter, Your Highness wants to..." Tie Tianying pointed to the execution room and the relatively clean small room on the other side, and made a brief inquiry.

Zhou Pei looked at the bloody man in the cell with his fingernails pulled out, and turned towards the small room.

Tie Tianying and Cheng Zhouhai followed over and spread out the map on the table in the small room: "Some people have been talking about this matter on a small scale a few days ago. It sounds quite deviant at first, but if you chew it carefully, it is still a fact.

This idea, its general direction is this..."

Tie Tianying paused, placed his palm on the Xiangyang position on the map, and then swept towards the west area marked on the map: "If the war in the capital is urgent and there is no way to retreat... I will cede it to Marshal Zong Han of the Jurchen West Route Army.

Xiangfan and all areas west of Xiangfan and north of the Yangtze River."

After he said this, Zhou Pei pressed his arm on the table, and his entire face became gloomy.

Cheng Zhouhai spoke in a low voice from the side: "There is talk in private. This is a request secretly made to the city by the Jurchen general Wanyan Xiyin who is currently near Zhenjiang. In early January, the Black Flag side intends to discuss with Si Zhongxian, the guard of Jiange.

Regarding the matter of borrowing the road, Jiange is the main road out of Sichuan. This matter is obviously Ning Yi's intimidation and pressure on the Jurchens. The Jurchens' decision is also obviously a counterattack against the Black Flag Army."

He pointed to the area on the map: "From Xiangfan to Jiange, it is a thousand miles away, and it also controls Sichuan and Shu. Once this area is ceded, the Jurchen West Route Army's record will be enough, and there will be no reason to go south to attack the east route.

The army's futile return is even more pleasing to them. Once they control this area, Zong Han and Xi Yin will enter Chengdu with strong troops. Zong Han and Ning Yi will fight against each other in advance. Both sides will suffer.

It’s not impossible…”

"Ceding a land thousands of miles away? Is this even possible?" Zhou Pei's voice was dry.

"If we are in danger, then it's easy to say..." Cheng Zhouhai said, "And, from a general perspective, the Jurchens... at least Zong Han Xiyin's fear of the Black Flag Army is even greater

As for the Wu Dynasty, it would be best if they could swallow up the Wu Dynasty and then destroy the Black Flag, but if they settle for the second best, I sometimes feel that they would rather destroy the Black Flag this time..."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhou Pei quietly, and Zhou Pei's body shook a little. Some things did sound like fantasy at first, but if they could really come true, Zong Han would lead his army into the southwest, and Ning Yi would lead the army.

The Chinese army will definitely not retreat. If these two strongest armies in the world fight together, the situation will definitely not be as embarrassing as the Jiangnan battle of the Wu Dynasty...

Zhou Pei thought for a while, then finally shook his head and left: "This is what people say about cholera. Find them out and kill them all someday!"

Cheng Zhouhai showed a slight smile, and after leaving the prison, he said seriously: "No matter how beautiful these things are now, their purpose is just to demoralize our military. Wanyan Xiyin is worthy of the name of the God of the Valley, and his yin and yang strategy,

Not inferior to Ning Rentu in the southwest. However, although we can understand this matter, many people in the city may be tempted, as well as His Majesty... I hope His Majesty will be careful..."

Zhou Pei nodded and soon took a carriage.

A few days later, similar news began to spread in the city, and the Jurchen West Route Army made a request: cede the west of Xiangfan, and withdraw troops north of the Yangtze River.

Among them, it is said that the Jurchen East Route Army also made a request: the Wu Dynasty recognized Da Jin as his father and his vassal forever, and paid tribute every year. At the same time,

Kill Han Shizhong to appease the hearts of the Jin people!

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In Zhenjiang in February, the military camps were covered with frost and mud. When Jun Wu walked out of the camp, he could see the troops changing their defenses and mobilizing supplies. Occasionally, wounded soldiers would come in, carrying the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood.

The war is more about iron-bloodedness and killing. In the past half year, Junwu has almost adapted to this rhythm. In front of him are the attacks of many Jurchen generals who are famous all over the world. Behind him, they have also experienced

There were tragic casualties of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians.

To the east and south of Zhenjiang, the troops of Xi Yin, Yin Shuke, Arubao and other Jurchen generals have captured several small cities and are cautiously extending the battle line to the south. In a larger area, belonging to the Wu Dynasty

The troops are blocking the roads on the southern route layer by layer. There will be one or two frictions every few days.

Even the current Beiwei Army, the most elite Tushan Guard under Jurchen Zonghan led by Xiyin, could not stop its offensive in frontal combat. However, the Wu Dynasty troops gathered around it were wearing down its vigor layer by layer. Even if it could not

Stopping its advance in one or two battles will definitely block its retreat, making it unable to travel south for a long time.

Compared to the bloody battles of the frontline soldiers and the strategizing of the generals, the identity of the prince is more like a backbone and mascot here. He only needs to exist and firmly implement the belief of resistance to complete the mission. Jun Wu is not frustrated by this.

, no matter how tired he is every day, he works hard to dress himself up, grow some beard, and maintain a correct appearance to make himself look more mature and determined, and to boost the morale of the soldiers.

Occasionally, the various intrigues and complex emotions that came from Lin'an made him laugh and sigh. Occasionally, some of the actions of the anti-gold patriots who came from the outside world in front of the Jin people made him feel encouraged.

, these messages are mostly heroic and tragic, but if everyone in the world can do this, how could the Wu Dynasty lose the Central Plains?

On February 12, envoys from the Jin people came to the army in Zhenjiang, demanding that Prince Junwu and the entire Wu Dynasty court be persuaded to surrender. The conditions were to surrender the area west of Xiangfan and north of the Yangtze River, and to severely punish the generals who resisted the Jin Dynasty.

When many lions opened their mouths, Junwu took a look and threw it out.

"Xi Yin and others are now surrounded by my million-strong army. Let's go back and talk! Push him out and kill him."

The envoy was dragged out and shouted: "If the two armies are fighting, please do not kill us! If the two armies are fighting, please do not kill us! You can talk! You can talk, Your Highness." After that, he was dragged to the school field and beheaded with a knife.

Soon after, Wanyan Xiyin, who was stationed in the southeast of Zhenjiang, received the envoy's head in the military camp. He smiled slightly and said to the people around him: "This little prince has a strong heart, but he is a little different from everyone in the Wu Dynasty...

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