"Wait for the times to change?" Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Xu Da coldly, and Xu Da quickly said: "A centipede dies and becomes a stiff corpse."

"The Yuan court was on the decline, but Zhao Min still had hundreds of thousands of troops under her command."

"Now, Zhang Wuji's territory has been divided into two. He has committed a major taboo in military strategy. In the next step, Zhang Wuji will try every possible means to connect the territories in his hands. If he wants to do this, he must start a battle with Zhao Min."

"And this battle will most likely begin after you retreat to Jiangnan. Otherwise, Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min will be cautious and dare not fight each other to the death."

"When Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min start fighting, it won't be too late for us to send troops north."

"Now, the entire Jiangnan region is still in our hands. The soldiers, horses, and food will be replenished as quickly as possible. It has been a long time since the army went north to fight, and it is time to rest well."

What Xu Da said was exactly what Zhu Yuanzhang was thinking.

Otherwise, he would not have asked generals such as Zhu Wenzhen and Lan Yu to retreat to Dahukou in advance.

It’s just that there are some things and ideas that cannot come out of his mouth as an emperor, otherwise the emperor’s majesty will be greatly reduced.

After hearing the answer he wanted from Xu Da, Zhu Yuanzhang turned his gaze to the many generals present.

He said in a deep voice: "You, do you think so too?"

The generals present said in unison: "We hope Your Majesty will temporarily retreat to the south of the Yangtze River and fight again another day."