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Chapter 878: Repression

The night is so long.

The flames of war are raging, how long will it last?

Even in the dark night, displaced people in various parts of Dashang are still running around, eager for a place to stay.

The battlefield always brings only disaster.

Night.

King Donglin wrote to ask for troops from the imperial court, and also requested orders for the Buyi Marquis.

The eldest prince can no longer lead troops!

Strategies and leading troops are completely different things. The eldest prince may be a person who knows how to tolerate and is good at maneuvering, but to lead troops in war, what is needed is a general who has the talent to lead troops, not a prince who is good at maneuvering.

Dashang cannot continue like this.

Otherwise, the lesson of Baidi City will happen again.

In the room, the oil lamp flickered, and Donglin Wang stated in detail his judgment on the situation and some suggestions in pen and ink.

In a large-scale war, generally speaking, it is taboo to change commanders on the spot. However, things have come to a point where changes must be made.

In the memorial, King Donglin did not place all the blame for the fall of Baidi City on the eldest prince, and did not even say much about the fall of Baidi City.

How to deal with the eldest prince is a matter for the court. As King Wu of Dashang, his duty is to find a way to help Dashang win this battle.

If the eldest prince continues to suppress the talents of the Buyihou, it will be a huge loss for Dashang.

The memorial was written with sincere words and stated the interests. King Donglin, who had been fighting for half his life, believed in his ability to see people. The Buyi Marquis had excellent military leadership skills. In the current situation, he must use them.

"Someone is coming!"

After the memorial was written, King Donglin spoke.

"King Wu."

A personal guard walked into the room quickly and saluted respectfully.

"Send these memorials back to the capital and give them to Your Majesty."

King Donglin handed over the memorial and ordered.

"yes!"

The bodyguard accepted the order and left with the memorial.

In the room, King Donglin stood up, walked to the window, and looked in the direction of Baidi City in the north with a look of concentration on his face.

Now, he was worried not only about the capital city, but also about King Zhongwu and His Highness Eleven who were still dealing with the Mobei East Road army in the north.

After Baidi City was broken, the Mobei Iron Cavalry could freely enter and exit the hinterland of Dashang and the northern border. If a large army were assembled at this time to encircle and suppress King Zhongwu and His Highness Eleven, they would not even have time to provide support.

I don’t know how King Zhongwu and His Highness Eleven will respond.

However, both King Zhongwu and His Highness Eleven are experienced in many battles, and they should have ways to deal with it.

Northern Territory.

In Shaoguan City, the Zhenbei Army was waiting in strict formation. At night, the soldiers on patrol did not dare to be careless.

After the news came that Baidi City had been destroyed, King Zhongwu and the Eleventh Prince immediately retreated to Shaoguan City, repaired the fortifications, and defended with all their strength, no longer facing a head-on confrontation with the Mobei East Road army.

Both King Zhongwu and the Eleventh Prince have a clear judgment on the situation at hand. Now that Baidi City has been broken, once the Mobei Iron Cavalry leaves Baidi City, if they have no natural danger to defend, it will be equivalent to destroying hundreds of thousands of people.

Exposed to the cavalry of the Mobei army.

Therefore, the best way now is to strengthen the defenses of Shaoguan City and hold on to it.

Handsome tent.

King Zhongwu and the eleventh prince Mu Qing looked at the map in front of him and studied the possibility of retreat.

"no."

After studying for a long time, King Zhongwu shook his head and said in a solemn voice, "Our troops are not as fast as the Mobei cavalry. If we retreat out of the city, we are likely to be stopped by them. By then, the cavalry from Baidi City will definitely come out and attack us from both sides.

, we will definitely lose."

"I understand King Zhongwu's concerns, but if we stick to it all the time, it will not be a long-term solution."

Mu Qing looked at the map and said solemnly, "Our food and grass can only last for one month at most. After one month, if the food and grass cannot be delivered, or we cannot retreat back to the hinterland of Dashang, we will also be waiting to die."

"Food and grass are indeed a big problem."

King Zhongwu said with heavy eyes, "No matter whether it is food, grass or reinforcements, we can't leave Baidi City now. We must go around. This way, there are many variables. The Mobei Iron Cavalry has enough time to make a sneak attack."

"It's all that trash Mu Yuan!"

Mu Qing punched the table and said angrily, "Seventy thousand people can't hold Baidi City for a day. Otherwise, why would we be in such a mess?"

"Your Highness Eleven, be careful what you say."

King Zhongwu sighed softly and said, "The matter has come to this, and it is useless to talk about it anymore. We can only find ways to solve the current predicament."

"We can't retreat, and we don't have enough food and grass, so we can only wait for reinforcements."

Mu Qing clenched his fists tightly and said, "But where are the reinforcements? The Tianyu Palace has raised troops again. King Triumph and King Rakshasa have been restrained. The Buddhist Kingdom in the southwest has also been eyeing our great merchant, and the King of Southwest has also

Unable to return reinforcements, the situation in the south is similar, there are no reinforcements."

The fall of Baidi City would have a huge impact on Dashang. Baidi City is the key to entering and exiting the northern border and the hinterland of Dashang. Mastering Baidi City is equivalent to taking the lead in this war.

To bypass Baidi City and the surrounding natural dangers, we must waste several times the manpower, material resources and time.

On the battlefield, fighter planes are changing rapidly and resources are extremely precious. How can we withstand such waste?

Mu Yuan is that trash!

Thinking of this, the anger in Mu Qing's heart became more and more uncontrollable. They worked hard to resist the Mobei East Road army in the north, but they did not expect that the most critical Baidi City would be lost to that trash Mu Yuan!

"Reinforcements."

King Zhongwu looked towards the south, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "You have no choice but to call back the troops of the Southwest King or the King of Guanshan."

The situation of the world's suppression of merchants was indeed very difficult for the great merchants, especially after the fall of Baidi City, they were completely at a disadvantage.

Big businesses need variables.

We also need heroes!

Troubled times are times when heroes emerge.

He believed that Dashang's fortune was not over yet and would not simply decline.

Shijiang City.

Stainless steel fans flew by, streams of light criss-crossing each other. At night, Li Ziye was still practicing martial arts, constantly refining his martial arts and polishing his moves.

"Whoosh!"

For some unknown reason, Li Ziye's heart suddenly jumped, and at the moment when he lost his mind, he slapped his bones back, grazing his arm, and blood dripped out.

There was a loud sound, and the fan bone inserted into the door frame of the room behind, trembling continuously.

Li Ziye looked at the blood dripping from his left arm, and there was an unconcealable throbbing in his heart.

What happened?

Why do you feel so uneasy?

Yanyu Tower.

deep.

In the underground spring, the power of cold poison roars and roars endlessly, and it can no longer be suppressed.

The antidote was wrong. Even though Li Qingzhi and Ge Danyang teamed up to inject all the medicinal power from the underground spring into Huafengdu's body, they still couldn't undo the cold poison of Qiyinjuemui.

Around Huafengdu, the ground springs began to freeze, and the body gradually became frozen from bottom to top.

At the last moment, Hua Feng suppressed the pain, but a smile appeared on his unusually delicate face.

"I'm sorry, landlord, Mr. Ge, I may have to take a step ahead. Although there will be shocks in this life, I will have no regrets!"

As he spoke, Hua Fengdu's body quickly froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his vitality gradually dissipated under the erosion of the cold poison.

"Finally, I hope the host of the building will apologize to the young master for me. The debt I owe in this life can only be repaid when the time comes!"

With a smile of regret, reluctance and helplessness, Hua Feng's whole body was frozen, and his life's journey was about to come to an end.

In front of the underground spring, Ge Danyang saw this scene, and a look of sadness flashed in his old eyes. No matter how strong his cultivation was, he was unable to save himself at this moment.

"No! The debt you owe in this life must be repaid in this life!"

Opposite the ground spring, Li Qingzhi recovered from his anger, stepped on his feet, jumped into the air, shouted angrily, and the sword intent around him was violent and soared into the sky.

The next moment.

Li Qingzhi held his right hand empty, and upstairs in the Yanyu Tower, the Zhuxian Sword vibrated, and the majestic and endless pressure of the sword filled the air.

Ge Danyang was shocked when he saw this.

Is this what Qingzhi wants to do, to put Hua Fengdu under the sword of Zhu Xian?

In this way, Hua Wazi will completely become a ghost in Yanyu Tower.
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