Aspirations for Nation and Beauty Chapter 6: Creating the first

After escaping from Baling and returning to Anqing, Situ Biao has been in a state of high tension. The land of the three prefectures is not big or small. Although there are more than 100,000 troops in hand, it is not many , To say a lot, but Situ Biao found that they couldn't bring him a sense of security at all, low morale, lax discipline, and a sense of failure everywhere. Can you expect them to fight for themselves with such an army? ? On the surface, the Western Frontier Army seemed to have given him a chance to breathe, but Situ Biao knew that the situation would be even worse. His nerves, which had been tense, suddenly relaxed after learning that the Western Frontier Army had turned their backs. It seems that once you relax, you will never be able to cheer up again.

Although Anqing is his base camp, the situation has become less clear in this situation. Although the landlords and gentry are still very resolute in supporting him on the surface, Situ Biao knows that they are listening to him. After some agitation, the last ray of hope remained. At this time, Situ Biao had already lost the desire to fight for the world. After several fights, he ended up in this situation. It's like being a free and easy prince, but now, he has the potential to ride a tiger, and he can't help himself.

Sighing deeply, Situ Biao stared out the window blankly. The five lakes in early autumn were originally a harvest season. Normally, he seemed to have already traveled around with ease, but now he had to go out alone. People stand here waiting for the verdict of fate in the dark. Can the elder brother succeed in the north? Situ Biao didn't know, on the surface, the elder brother's strength should be far beyond Li Wufeng's side, but Situ Biao already had an inexplicable fear of Li Wufeng, this guy seemed to be omnipotent, and he could always help him in the most unexpected places. You have a fatal blow that makes you collapse just when you thought victory was in sight. That kind of taste from ecstasy to despair is enough to make people unforgettable for a lifetime, and I feel it especially deeply.

But this time? Brother, can he succeed? The only hope of the Situ family seems to be pinned on the elder brother. He has already withdrawn from this competition, and now he is just lingering here, waiting for the two gladiators to decide the winner, and he can only beg for mercy from the winner. Thinking of this, Situ Biao couldn't help feeling sour. Once upon a time, I, who was so glamorous, would sink like this, reduced to begging for forgiveness from others, but the reality is like this, so what can I do?

The sky was a bit dim, which seemed to symbolize Situ Biao's mood at this time, the surroundings seemed so quiet, it seemed that no one dared to disturb the irritable King Xiang. Even Situ Biao didn't know what he should do now, although the Sixth Army was still stationed in the north of Anqing with the assembled navy. But Gusu has already surrendered its sincerity to Li Wufeng. I heard that even the Jiangnan Independent Third Division stationed there has turned against the water and surrendered. Those industrial and commercial gentry seemed to be ready to move, the **** Maqihan people, who gave them Baling alive but gave it up. These guys seem to have nothing to do with the people of Xijiang except targeting themselves, and now they are sneaking around the border of Wen Ning, do they still want to give Wen Ning to them?

The more I think about it, the more depressed I feel. Situ Biao unbuttons the front of his chest, trying to let himself breathe more smoothly, but it seems that the suffering state of mind is not as simple as unbuttoning the front of the shirt to calm down. Situ is surrounded by enemies. Biaocai realized the tragic situation of the old seven living in Quanzhou. But now it seems that my fate is not even as good as that of the opponent. If the Xijiang Army really breaks through from the direction of Jinhua, my painstaking arrangements in the north of Anqing will be completely a decoration, and I don't seem to be able to wait for the so-called turning point. It seems that they all indicate that their life will not last long? If you fall into the hands of the Western Frontier Army. Li Wufeng should treat himself like this? Will he use himself as the first target to be attacked to make an example to others?

At this time, Situ Biao was even a little envious of his third brother, who announced his resignation after the Huanggang Incident, and became an Anle apartment in the imperial capital safely, and the wealth he accumulated was enough for him to eat, drink and play for several lifetimes. Now sitting and watching this group of people desperately working hard, how relaxed and at ease, how can such a worrying life like my own is almost going to make people crazy. Situ Biao doesn't know how long he can last this kind of life. I couldn't be more suitable, just a little bit of abnormal movement will make me nervous for a long time, maybe it won't be long before I will really collapse and become a lunatic.

Situ Biao, who lived alone in his study, was haunted by chaotic and complicated thoughts.

"What's the matter?" Lanshan asked casually with some interest, and Situ Biao looked away from the map dejectedly.

"Your Highness, Mr. Hu is back, and he said he brought you a guest." The voice of the servant outside seemed cautious, and His Highness was in a bad mood. Who knows if he would be offended again?

"Tingzhi is back?" First happy, then surprised, Situ Biao asked repeatedly: "A guest has also been brought? Who is it?"

"Return to Your Highness, I haven't seen the young one before, she is wearing a long gown, but she looks like a military officer." The servant replied eagerly outside the door.

"Officer?" Situ Biao stood up and walked around the room twice, thinking quickly in his mind, Hu Tingzhi was already captured when Yueyang fell, but now he brought someone to meet him in Anqing, could it be... ? So did you see it or not?

After rubbing his chin for a while, Situ Biao still couldn't make up his mind. He was almost sure that the guests who came with Hu Tingzhi were officials from Xijiang. , Situ Biao was a little unwilling, but deep down he knew that this seemed to be the best way out for him at present, and he had nowhere to go. If he could..., no matter what, it would be a good deal to see the other party and feel the other party's bottom of.

"Alright, go and invite Ting Zhi and the guests to meet me in the study." Situ Biao finally made up his mind.

"Your Highness, King Xiang, are you safe?" When the guest walked into the study and took off his cloak with a smile under the guidance of Hu Tingzhi, Situ Biao almost shook his whole body. So familiar.

"Are you...?" Situ Biao thought about it but couldn't remember it. He must have seen it before, but it seemed a little blurry after a long time.

"Hehe, back then, Mr. Liang accompanied His Highness King Qin to meet His Highness in the northwest, does His Highness still have any memory?" The man on the other side reminded with a smile.

One sentence from Liang, coupled with the reminder of the other party's words, Situ Biao's memory was suddenly opened, Liang Chongxin! It was Liang Chongxin, the head of the First Army in Western Xinjiang, Liang Chongxin, Li Wufeng's number one assistant!

"Liang Chongxin?! It really is you!" Situ Biao was so shocked that he almost jumped up. This guy is so bold that he dared to come to his mansion alone. Isn't he afraid... Situ Biao stared at the other party, I couldn't calm down for a long time, since the other party dared to come to me, I was afraid that I had already predicted in my heart that I would not dare to do anything to him, and it seemed too pretentious for me to put on a murderous look.

Situated down, Situ Biao turned his gaze from Liang Chongxin to Hu Tingzhi, who was once his number one think tank, "Ting Zhi, are you and Liang Chongxin here to persuade you to surrender?"

"Your Highness, Hu Tingzhi is not a person who forgets his roots, but the current situation has become so. Tingzhi's visit this time is just the last time to do his duty. If His Highness doesn't want to listen, Tingzhi just keep silent." There seemed to be tears in Hu Tingzhi's eyes. The lord he once served has come to the point where he is today. People are right and things are wrong. Everything is like yesterday, but it is so cruel.

Waving his hands, Situ Biao let out a tired breath and said, "Ting Zhi, I don't blame you. People go to high places, and water flows to low places. I, Situ Biao, can't blame others for getting where I am today. As Ting Zhi said, it is up to man to make things happen, and God to make things happen. Since our Situ family can no longer be the master of the empire~IndoMTL.com~, the change of dynasty is a matter of course. I have already prepared for this point. General Liang is afraid of coming today. I also came here for the land of the three prefectures, and I would like to ask, if I, Situ Biao, are determined to resist to the end, how will General Liang prepare?"

"Your Highness, if you don't tell Liang about the current situation, you should understand that your hope is nothing more than that His Royal Highness King Yan in the north can win the war in the north. I don't want to say more about the outcome of the war in the north, but I just want to say one thing, even if His Royal Highness King Yan can defeat our Western Frontier Army in the north, or His Royal Highness King Qin simply sends the entire Yunzhong, Qinghe, and even Jinzhong Longquan to His Highness King Yan, will His Royal Highness Yan be able to eat it?" Liang Chongxin Those words pierced Situ Biao's heart deeply like a sharp knife.

"If Liang doesn't tell His Highness, I'm afraid that His Royal Highness King Yan is able to maintain the source of finance. I am afraid that financial support is also limited. Now our army has captured Jiangnan, and the Kingdom of Milan has agreed to block the Japanese sea lanes. I do not believe that the soldiers of His Royal Highness Yan can persist without food and salary. There is no Japanese to help them transport from the south. Food and grass, let me see how long they can last! Besides, His Highness Qin Wang’s methods should also be clear to His Highness, when the 300,000 cavalry on the Tengger Grassland return to the east, I would like to see whether it is the Puer people or the Duodun people. What will be their end! As for the three prefectures of Your Highness, let’s not talk about Jinhua, so what if we don’t take it now?” dead end