Song Lian was a man of great learning. Looking across the entire Jiangnan region, no one could match him in the Four Books and Five Classics.
But such a person was called an old bastard again and again by Zhang Wuji today.
In Song Lian's eyes, this was already intolerable.
He said angrily: "Zhang Wuji, I hope you can still be so tough even when you become a prisoner."
Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "The same goes for you. I hope that even when you become a prisoner, you can still maintain your pride."
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After Song Lian left, Zhou Zhiruo said angrily: "My enemy, why do you keep such a useless person?"
Zhang Wuji said: "Scholars have their uses."
"The Yuan court was tyrannical for nearly a hundred years. If the Yuan people continue to be arrogant, I am afraid that in 20 to 30 years at most, we Han people will not even know what Tang poetry and Song lyrics are."
"The scholar just now must have quite a bit of knowledge. Letting him live is also a way to be responsible for the things left by our ancestors."
Zhao Linger said: "Scholars cannot be used, but they cannot be used too often."
"Once you have stabilized the situation in the world, please don't act like the ancestors of my Zhao family."
"The consequence of emphasizing culture over military affairs is that the destruction of the country is the least serious one. If you are not careful, it may even lead to the extinction of the race."
Zhou Zhiruo glanced at Zhao Linger.
Out of habit, she wanted to tease Zhao Linger.
Making fun of the incompetence of their ancestors.
The Song Dynasty also has an unshirkable responsibility for the chaos in the world.
But just a moment ago, Zhou Zhiruo saw endless guilt in Zhao Linger's eyes.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhiruo could only shut her mouth obediently.
She thought to herself: "It's better to shut up at this moment. If you want to argue, you can't argue on this topic."
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On the other side, after Song Lian returned to Zhu Yuanzhang's central military tent, he said with a look of grievance: "Your Majesty, Zhang Wuji is just a young boy who got a piece of the world by chance, but a person like him will never achieve anything great."
Zhu Yuanzhang sneered and said, "Mr. Song, do you mean that Zhang Wuji is unwilling to surrender the city?"
Song Lian said: "Your Majesty, that young boy will not surrender the city. Now that we have settled the south of the Yangtze River, we have enough soldiers and horses, and food and money are inexhaustible."
"No more hesitation."
"The Han people all over the world are waiting for you to unify the world."
Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and said, "Mr. Song, you are such a gentle and refined person, how could you get so excited?"
"Did Zhang Wuji say a lot of unpleasant things just now?"
Song Lian also said without hiding anything: "Your Majesty, what Zhang Wuji said was indeed unpleasant."
"He said I was just an old turtle."
"They also said that Zhang Wuji was not afraid of being scared, and the worst that could happen would be a fight."
Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help laughing and said, "Mr. Song is quite honest. He really says what he thinks."
A trace of embarrassment appeared on Song Lian's face: "Your Majesty, I am loyal to you, so of course I will say whatever I want."
"What's more, I feel honored to work for His Majesty even if I get scolded by Zhang Wuji."
"There's nothing to be ashamed of."
After hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang was very pleased. No matter what, the people in Jiangnan were all on his side.
Now that things have come to this, just as Liu Bowen said, as long as I am willing to proceed steadily and cautiously, I will definitely be able to unify the world.
After Zhu Yuanzhang drank a glass of strong liquor, he slowly stood up.
All the generals in the central military tent were staring at him.
It seemed as if he was waiting for the order to attack the city, and his eyes were almost bleeding.
Zhu Yuanzhang said: "My fellow generals, now that things have come to this, I don't have any more nonsense to say to you."
"The world is vast, but the country is small."
"There can only be one emperor in this world."
"Whether it is Zhao Min or Zhang Wuji, they must die."
"If they don't die, the country will continue to be divided."
"If I, Zhu, don't get this world, your fate will not be good either."
"As a general, one's goal is to achieve great things and bring honor to his family."
"After annihilating Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min, I, Zhu, will reward them according to their merits, promote them to higher positions, make them dukes and appoint them as prime ministers, without any problem."
"I will reward you with money and beauties. Whether you bring honor to your family or bury your bones in a foreign land is up to you."
All the generals present were already eager to try, and most of them were right in front of them. No one would miss this opportunity even if it was anyone else.
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A moment later, Zhu Yuanzhang arrived at the front of the battle, guarded by hundreds of dead soldiers.
He changed into a shiny suit of armor.
Hundreds of cannons were already ready to fire.
Zhu Yuanzhang shouted loudly: "Soldiers, the time has come to make achievements. Take Dadu and bring honor to our ancestors."
Immediately afterwards, hundreds of thousands of soldiers shouted in unison: "Capture Dadu and bring honor to our ancestors."
At this moment, the already weak alliance between Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Wuji was completely torn apart.
No matter who you are, you cannot resist the temptation of the world.
At Zhu Yuanzhang's command, hundreds of cannons in front of the battlefield fired at the same time.
The rumbling sound of the cannons made the earth tremble.
All history books are written by the victors. If Zhu Yuanzhang had captured Dadu, he could have written this battle as a campaign to wipe out the remnants of the Yuan court.
As for what the war itself will look like, who really cares?
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As the sound of cannons rang out, many soldiers around Zhang Wuji suffered casualties in an instant.
Everyone here followed him thousands of miles to the capital.
Even though the casualty was just an ordinary soldier, Zhang Wuji still felt heartbroken.
While feeling distressed, Zhang Wuji also shouted loudly: "Don't just stand there, fire back."
At this moment, Zhang Wuji was actually somewhat grateful for Zhao Min's kindness.
Just as Zhao Min said, she left everything she couldn't take away to Zhang Wuji.
Cannons are no exception.
However, the reason why Zhao Min did this was naturally entirely out of her selfish motives.
She just wanted Zhang Wuji and Zhu Yuanzhang to fight to the death. Only in this way could she get some breathing space.
In front of the two armies, there was a loud sound of cannons, followed closely by Zhu Yuanzhang's troops, sweeping in with a momentum that covered the sky and the sun.
The shouts of killing resounded through the sky again.
The only difference is that their opponent is no longer Zhao Min.
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