On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month in the ninth year of Jianyan, the night when Gao Qingyi persuaded King of Wei Jin Wushu to persist in fighting, Wushu continued his daily routine patrol along the river bank with Tai Shi Nu.

Ding Shu looked up at the sky. It was gloomy and the moon was nowhere to be seen. His mind flew to the city of Nanyang in the Jianyan period, when the counterweight trebuchet first showed its power and killed Wan Hu Chi Zhan Hui. (Volume 2, Chapter 51, Paradox)

How similar it was to now. Back then, a commander Chizhanhui died, and now a commander Wang Bolong died. The focus of the debate in the army was whether to retreat... However, back then it was nothing more than a failed attack, but now the failure is irreparable. The vast land of the Great Jin Kingdom,

How long can it last?

In the cold twelfth month, the breath on the Yellow River turned into fog, and beneath the air was the fatigue and numbness that every soldier could not hide. Many of them did not know that the war situation was developing in a direction that was unfavorable to the Jin army, but what could they do if they knew it? How could the lower-level soldiers survive in such an unprecedented war?

It is the greatest luck to come down, victory or defeat should not be a question for the untouchables to think about. They just want to enjoy every mouthful of hot soup they can enjoy now.

The King of Wei walked slowly along the river bank with low steps, his eyes extended to both sides of the river. Suddenly, he raised his hand to signal the guards to step back slightly, but grabbed the shoulders of the master slave and asked him to accompany him.

"You came to me, but I didn't punish you at all. You failed to avenge your boss. Do you feel any resentment?" Ding Shu turned around and asked, staring into Tai Shi Nu's eyes.

The Tai Shi Nu immediately lowered his head and knelt on the ground, "How could it be? If I stay with the evacuator, I will die without a burial place. The King of Wei is my lifesaver. I can't thank you enough, how can I hate Your Highness?" The Tai Shi Nu raised his head and looked at the Fourth Prince, "I know the King of Wei is my lifesaver.

Your Highness has your difficulties. After all, you grew up under Taizu, and there are some things you can't do about it.

Ding Shu helped Tai Shi Nu up and held his hand to continue the inspection. "But I regretted it. I should have gone there to enforce the military law myself. But I am not as decisive as Cao Cao, the King of Wei. With my indecisiveness, I am more like Yuan Shao. Isn't Wang Bolong a ready-made example? This is indecisive.

The capable general ruined my army. By the same token, what's the point of leaving such a crying man? Will he ruin the overall situation?

"In fact, Wang Bolong's death yesterday really gave me a splitting headache," said Qu Shu, with a self-deprecating smile on his pale face. "That feeling was more uncomfortable than soaking in the Yellow River, because I truly understood that the catastrophe of the Great Jin Kingdom was imminent. The foundation laid by Taizu might be ruined.

Maybe he would have been defeated by me. So I want to thank Gao Qingyi, he really solved my headache.

Zhu Shu walked slowly along the river bank, "Gao Qingyi is right. There are many reasons why Wang Bolong ruined a Wanhu. For example, our Wanyan clan did not trust the Bohai people, so Wang Bolong dared not listen to Gao Jingshan's orders, but the fundamental reason was... The fourth prince sighed,

"Our army is no longer invincible. Times have changed. The gap between the Song army and us is actually not that big. The Song army's 300,000 troops are not weaker than our 200,000 troops back then.

"But our army is no longer the invincible 20,000 households back then," the fourth prince said bitterly, "Not convincing my two brothers to fully support General Loushi was my biggest mistake in my life. I didn't get rid of Emperor Zhao at that time, so I didn't have a chance later. General Loushi must have been killed long ago.

He had expected that our army's fighting power would definitely decline day by day, so he was determined to fight the Battle of Yaoshan at the cost of his life. However, the current situation must be worse than he thought back then. A whole 10,000 households were gone in two hours, without even a wave.

The master slave was silent for a long time, and finally replied, "That's why you, King Wei, trained the new army. We, the Great Jin, are still prepared. It's just that Yue Fei's troops are indeed much better than the previous level of the Song army, but they are still besieged now. You and the Marshal have cheered up, and I believe you can fight the next battle well.

Zhu Shu smiled bitterly and shook his head. "You didn't mean it. Today, Gao Qingyi is like my old friend Han Chang. General Han taught me a lesson by the Yellow River and made me understand that if I were the one to handle the affairs of the Jin Dynasty, I would be the one to do it. Gao Qingyi made me understand that the survival of the Jin Dynasty depends on this battle. Yue Fei is not

The Jin Dynasty's hope for victory does not lie in this easy battle, but in cavalry battles on the plains.

The master's slave said cautiously: "Your Highness, do you mean... that Yuancheng is really hopeless?

"We will definitely need to rescue Yuancheng, and Yue Fei will continue the siege, but it is unlikely that Gao Jingshan can be rescued. We don't know how long we can hold Taiyuan, but we can only hope to consume more of the Song army's food and armaments.

The Taishi slave was shocked: "Can Taiyuan not be defended?"

"No matter whether we can defend it or not, the decisive battle will not be in Hedong. Hebei is the final scene." Ding Shu responded in a low voice.

"If we succeed, the Jin Dynasty will still exist; if we fail, the Jin Dynasty will cease to exist.

"So I want to ask you for a favor," Ding Shu turned his head and said to Tai Shi Nu seriously, "I have been enemies with Zhao Jiu of Cangzhou for life. After the siege of Jingkang, I never saw the King Kang who became the emperor again. I happened to know a while ago that I had fought with the official Zhao on Huaishang.

I have seen him before, and I have encountered him by chance while sailing at night, but I have never seen him clearly; let alone Nanyang, I only saw a dragon flag from a distance of ten miles; on Yaoshan Mountain, the dragon flag was like a mountain pressing down on my head, but I did not have the courage of General Loushi, and I still did not rush to Zhao Jiu; and in Houtao, I only took a glance

The Song army camp retreated... Wushu sighed, shook his head and said: "But this time I must see him with my own eyes. I know he and his dragon banner will definitely appear on the battlefield. If there is a chance, I will charge in person and kill him!" Wushu held Yue Fei tightly.

The sword given to him.

"But if there is really nothing you can do, you must do me a favor." Wushu looked at Taishi Nu, held his shoulders, and said calmly: "When the time comes, please chop off my head and send it to Zhao Jiu of Cangzhou. I must take a good look at him again...

“Even if you see it after you die.