"General, it's not good!" As soon as he came in, Liu Zongmin immediately said with a serious expression, "The scout caught the messenger of the Mughal court and asked about the important situation!"

When Li Zicheng heard this, he immediately became serious, stared at him and asked quickly: "What is the important situation?"

Niu Jinxing and Song Xiance were also a little surprised when they heard this and both looked at Liu Zongmin together.

"The messenger was too seriously injured and was already dead. But before he died..." Liu Zongmin reported here and raised his voice, "The Persian emperor in the west agreed to send troops to 100,000 to the Mughal court! It is estimated that within half a month, he will probably send troops here."

"Didn't they say that they are enemies?" Niu Jinxing said in surprise when he heard this.

When Liu Zongmin heard the sound, he turned to look at him and said, "The Mughal court has ceded many places in the west to the Persian emperor."

After hearing this, Song Xiance said with a serious expression: "That Persia is also a big country. If he sends troops, his troops will definitely not be short!"

When Li Zicheng heard this, he felt a headache. When the situation was about to improve, he would have an accident. Could it be that he would never be the emperor in his life?

He shook his head slightly, threw this thought behind his head, and then he asked, "Do you have any good ideas?"

"There are two strategies for the general to choose from!" When Song Xiance heard this, he clasped his fists and said to Li Zicheng.

When Li Zicheng heard this, he was immediately delighted and said quickly: "My military advisor, come quickly if you have a plan!"

Niu Jinxing and Liu Zongmin also looked at him, with a little expectation, wanting to hear what he said.

They found that Song Xiancai's strategy was basically OK as long as it was not against the imperial army, or to be precise, against Duke Xingguo.

Song Xianke said: "The first strategy is to gather a large army, attack Delhi as soon as possible, and destroy the Mughal court. The Persian army will naturally retreat without internal support!"

Li Zicheng thought about it and felt it was still a bit difficult. Although the main force of the Mughal court was indeed defeated, no matter what, if the Mughal court hides in their capital, it will definitely not be successful in a short time if it wants to conquer.

Thinking of this, he asked, "What about the second strategy?"

"The second strategy..." Song Xiance continued to say, "Then it's better to use our strengths to play to our decisive battles with them first, and swim without attacking them. It's best if they can attack their food routes, otherwise they will retreat eastward, lengthen their supply lines, and then find an opportunity to attack their food routes until they drag them down."

Li Zicheng thought for a moment and immediately said, "It's better to be more sure of the second move!"

This second strategy is actually his old profession, fighting in a scattered manner, creating opportunities to fight again. When the troops were weak, they used this move to kill many powerful generals in the court. It also made him stronger and stronger. Seeing that he was sweeping the world, a Duke Xingguo suddenly appeared...

As he thought about it, he thought of Duke Xingguo again, which made Li Zicheng feel a little disgusted. He quickly shook his head and wanted to throw this evil star out of his mind.

At this moment, Song Xiance continued to say: "The second strategy is still inappropriate."

"Hmm?" Li Zicheng immediately frowned and asked with a frown.

Liu Zongmin wanted to praise him just now, but suddenly she was turned around by Song Xiance. She was a little bit bored and quickly shut up and continued to listen.

Song Xiance looked at Li Zicheng and said, "I have been paying attention to it on weekdays. I heard rumors that the court had sent troops, but it was Sun Gouguan who led him to capture Dongwu. I am afraid that the court will not give up and will chase after Mughal again. Therefore, if we retreat eastward, we are afraid of hitting the gun of the court!"

When he heard this, whether it was Li Zicheng, Liu Zongmin and others, their faces became ugly.

They were really afraid of the court and had already escaped here. Could it be that they would not let them go?

Seeing them like this, Song Xiance did not want to attack them, so he quickly added: "Of course, this is just a guess from his subordinates. However, he is afraid that if we really retreat to the Dongwu border in order to lure the Persian army, the court might attack us!"

"Then don't retreat so far!" Liu Zongmin shouted immediately when he heard this, "This Mughal is so big, can you still need to retreat so far?"

Hearing this, Song Xiance turned to look at him and said seriously: "The Mughal court has been competing with Persia for Kandahar in the west, but in the end, Persia won. From this we can judge that the Persian army should be stronger than the Mughal army. Therefore, I am afraid that the Persian army will take steady steps and deal with us like the Sun Dog Officer. In this way, we can only retreat eastward, and only by retreating far enough can we discover the fighter plane!"

Speaking of this, he turned to look back at Li Zicheng and added: "Of course, this is to be defeated before the battle. It is just a worst-case scenario. This may not really happen!"

After Li Zicheng fought for so many years, how could he not know the principles of war? Sometimes, wars tend to develop to the worst situation and cannot be lucky at all. If he had not always considered the war at the worst situation, he might have been wiped out by the court.

To put it bluntly, it is to escape when there is any movement and avoid possible dangers, but this is actually the secret to his survival.

Thinking of this, Li Zicheng's brows were twisted into the word "chuan".

"General!" At this time, Song Xiance said again, "Now there are strong enemies, and my subordinates think that they should contact the troops of the Eight Kings. Only when we unite, it will not be difficult to deal with the Persian army!"

"Oh?" Li Zicheng was a little surprised when he heard this, so he looked up at Song Xiance.

"The best way for us to deal with the Persian army is to not be able to make him stand firm!" Song Xianke said happily, "As long as they reveal their flaws, our cavalry can disrupt their advancement and deployment."

"For example, we attract Persian troops to lengthen the front line, and then the Eight Kings in the south attack their rear route from south to north!" Song Xiance's words were full of confidence, "It can even allow the Eight Kings to take advantage of the Persian army to directly enter Persia in the Mughals, and turn Persia into the earth. In this way, how can the Persian army fight with our army again?"

Speaking of this, he smiled and said, "At that time, even if the Persian army wants to withdraw, we have to ask the general whether to agree or not! The more Persian army comes, the greater the losses will be. Perhaps, the general can still take Persia down by then!"

Hearing this, Li Zicheng couldn't help but grin and wanted to laugh, but he immediately remembered something, and he couldn't laugh out loud.

Because he remembered that when he was in Yunnan, he vowed not to have internal conflicts. Now, why should we let the Eight Kings believe him again?

When Niu Jinxing saw his expression, he immediately guessed what he was thinking, and hurriedly said, "The Eight Kings are really, okay, why did you lead the army south by yourself!"

When he said this, he bit the word "good" very seriously. In fact, it was just pointing out that there was no real internal strife. It was because the Eight Kings were over-thinking and he chose to go south by himself.

Song Xiance also immediately followed and said, "The general wrote a letter, and I am willing to go there, so I will definitely convince the Eight Kings!"

When Li Zicheng heard this, he frowned and said, "It's okay to write a book, but you can't go, so I'd better send someone else to talk about it!"

Song Xiance was his military advisor. If he was killed or detained by Zhang Xianzhong, the consequences would be unbearable for him.

After hearing this, Song Xiance shook his head and said, "General, only when he is in charge of his subordinates is sincere. Moreover, his subordinates can guarantee that they can convince the Eight Kings. At least his military advisor must also know the principle of benefiting both sides!"

After hearing this, Li Zicheng did not answer immediately. After a while of silence, he sighed heavily and said, "It's still not strong enough!"

The words were filled with helplessness and seemed a little despair.

Seeing him like this, Song Xiance suddenly smiled relaxedly and said: "In the past, our Central Plains dynasty defeated the Huns, and the Turks were unable to stand, so they had to continue to move westward, but they established a huge empire in the west. Now that the general is coming to the west, the conditions are better than the Huns and Turks back then. One day in the future, the general will definitely reach the top!"

"Take it seriously?" Li Zicheng couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this and asked quickly, "Our conditions are better than the Huns and the Turks? What was the situation in the past?"

Niu Jinxing was a little confused when he heard it, but he didn't say anything.

Liu Zongmin was also overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Yes, these Mughals are vulnerable at all, I feel this way!"

Actually, Song Xiance has limited reading of history books. According to memory, more elements are to inspire Li Zicheng's fighting spirit. At this time, Li Zicheng really wanted him to speak well, but he could not say it. Therefore, he immediately beat him up and said to Liu Zongmin: "We have a powerful general like General Liu, so how can these Westerners be our opponents!"

When Liu Zongmin heard this, he immediately grinned and laughed.

Li Zicheng was also happy to hear it, but he wanted to listen more about the Huns, the Turks who were defeated by the Central Plains court, but could come to the West to become kings and dominance. However, Song Xiance did not give him this opportunity, but only reminded him: "General, time is tight, so I would like to ask the General for a letter. My subordinates can go to the Eight Kings as soon as possible and convince him to cooperate with us to win this war!"

This is a serious matter. After hearing this, Li Zicheng had to put down the others first, and immediately without saying a word, he compiled the book first. Naturally, he swears again, saying that Zhang Xianzhong was just suspicious, so why don’t he say no? The west side is so big, how could he not tolerate the two of them!

After reading it, Song Xiance felt that there was no problem, he hurried south with his letter.
Chapter completed!