"General Rong, do you want to persuade the young lady again?"

Rong Zhao shook his head: "I can never guess what the young master is thinking."

Instead, she looked at Situ Moyu: "Don't Vice-General Situ know?"

Situ Moyu shook his head: "You don't even know, and I don't even know."

So far, in their eyes, he, Situ Moyu, is just an embroidered pillow that is of no use.

The two of them walked outside side by side with mixed feelings, looking up at the full moon hanging on the treetops in the dark night in perfect harmony.

It's hard to guess a young lady's thoughts, and guessing is in vain.

…

Wengcheng.

When Liu Yuanqing received the news of the loss in Xiaxian County, he sat in his study and was silent for a long time before having his staff summoned.

"Sir, are you thinking about how to make a decision?"

the staff member asked after reading the letter.

Liu Yuanqing received a total of two letters, one was the letter from the King of Shanghai to surrender, and the other was the missing letter from Xiaxian County.

"The King of Shanghai is not a good man. He colluded with Fusang to kill my people in Daxia. If I surrender to him, wouldn't I become an executioner in the hands of him and the Fusang people?"

"In that case, what are you worried about?"

The staff asked somewhat confused.

"I'm worried that the food and grass in the city cannot support this young lady's reinforcements."

Liu Yuanqing said with a sad face.

"I heard that the leader of the army this time is the Prince of Shanghai. This son is so good at fighting at a young age. I don't know who is better than this young lady."

"This time, the young master came with only 50,000 people. Could it be that..."

A little less?

The staff also looked worried.

"Let's not talk about how many people this young lady has brought. Now we have to find a way to get support from this young lady."

Liu Yuanqing walked to the map and pointed to a certain place where the Wengcheng must pass: "Let people ambush here first to cut off the reinforcements from the King of Shanghai. Maybe we can survive a little longer."

"This strategy is acceptable. It's just that... we don't have many available people in the city. If we divide part of our troops to guard here, I'm afraid the city..."

"Let's arrange it this way first. It can delay it for a while."

This shortcoming is just a helpless move on his part.

The staff thought for a while and said: "How about... let's send a reply to the King of Shanghai first and pretend to surrender. We can delay it for as long as we can."

Liu Yuanqing shook his head: "It's useless, this plan doesn't work."

"Why?" The King of Shanghai was able to write a letter to persuade him to surrender, so it was natural that he valued his talents.

"Before the King of Shanghai started the war, the Prince of Shanghai wrote a letter to appeal for surrender. He didn't agree at first, but now he suddenly agrees. Do you think the Prince of Shanghai will believe it?"

Liu Yuanqing shook his head: "It's a pity. Although the prince of Shanghai is very resourceful, it's a pity that they colluded with Fusang. Otherwise... I would really be moved."

What a pity.

…

Prince Hu of Xia County, Situ Moheng, saw the latest military aircraft intelligence.

"I didn't expect this young lady to be so courageous. She wanted to fight against my 200,000-strong army with fifty thousand people."

Even though he said this, his brows were furrowed.

Being able to come to the Eastern Region in such a short period of time, I am afraid that this young lady has already set her sights on their Eastern Region.

Fortunately, he was still struggling before, so it turned out that it was already doomed.

Vaguely, he began to look forward to fighting this young lady.

Who gave her the confidence to bring 50,000 people and dare to come to the Eastern Region?

"Your Majesty, please don't take it lightly. I heard that the 50,000 men commanded by this young lady are all elite soldiers trained by her herself. Her tactics are also extremely strange, and she even... also possesses some extremely lethal weapons."

Mr. Peng reminded.

"The information will not be false. On the day of the battle against Yiyang, this young lady used this extremely lethal black lump to blast open the city gate."

"Such a powerful weapon was actually obtained by Daxia."

When the others heard this, they were shocked: "Is there really such a weapon in this world?"

They dare not imagine it.

Situ Moheng pondered: "The information will not be false. Mr. Peng is right. We need to study it carefully. If there is a chance to get the composition of this weapon, we may..."

"I heard that this instrument is only in the possession of this young lady. It will be extremely difficult for us to obtain it."

Such an important national weapon has been protected by Daxia for a long time.

How could outsiders learn it and then use it to attack them?

"No matter how difficult it is, we must find a way to get it. Shangjing is not a piece of iron. There is always a way to get the composition from the Ministry of Industry, or steal what we want from inside."

Situ Moheng intuitively told him that if he couldn't get such a treasure, he would probably lose completely.

Mr. Peng nodded: "Your Majesty is right. Regardless of whether this weapon is real or fake, we must make sure whether this young master has been brought to the Eastern Region. If so... maybe we can..."

He unfolded the map and pointed to one of the places: "If Wengcheng cannot be captured, this young lady will definitely lead the army to regain the lost territory. We can set up an ambush here and perhaps intercept it."

"Sir, you have considered the right thing. If she does not bring this weapon, there is no need to be afraid. You must give this young lady some suffering first."

Situ Moheng figured this out and immediately nodded with satisfaction.

There was a vague expectation in his eyes: "It's a pity that Liu Yuanqing is unwilling to submit to my father, otherwise... we will have another general."

"Liu Yuanqing is an upright man. I'm afraid the prince will not be able to subdue him."

Mr. Peng shook his head: "This man hates the Fusang people extremely. He suffered a disaster at home when he was young and died at the hands of the Fusang people. How could he be willing to submit to the prince?"

When the Fusang people were mentioned, the Prince of Shanghai looked unhappy.

Why doesn't he hate the Fusang people, but he is just the prince, not the king of Shanghai.

There are some things that you simply cannot have full control over.

"My father, I can't tell whether this move is right or wrong."

Mr. Peng was silent. He was also dissatisfied with the King of Shanghai, but if he didn't care for Situ Moheng, he wouldn't have stayed.

"The prince may have his own considerations."

He knew that Situ Moheng was just talking about his husband, Jun Gang, and as his son, he could not go against the King of Shanghai's decision.

What's more, as father and son of the royal family.

Even with the love between father and son, he cannot resist the temptation and suspicion of power.

Situ Moheng was silent and did not speak any more, but said: "I heard that my cousin also came to the Eastern Region this time. It's really strange. This female young master actually agreed to bring him here."

"This young lady has a broad mind and a long-term vision. She will be a powerful enemy of you, Crown Prince."

Mr. Peng kindly reminded me.

Situ Moheng's eyes darkened slightly. Every time Mr. Peng praised this young lady, the light in his eyes was different, and he became more curious about this young lady.
Chapter completed!