What Zhao Linger said did not make Zhang Wuji feel much at ease.
He said in a somewhat nervous tone: "Sister, what I am thinking about now is our child. He is our only child."
Zhao Linger's hands were still patting Zhang Wuji's body, but when she heard the word "child", her hands paused slightly.
But it was only a brief pause.
Zhao Linger said: "Everyone has his own destiny. Our child is born as a prince. Since he is a prince, he will inevitably encounter setbacks in his growth. It is his ability to survive. Only by surviving this hurdle will he be qualified to take over the Ming Dynasty."
"If he really has this disaster, I, I have nothing to say."
Zhang Wuji said: "That is our only child. Even if Jinyang cannot be defended, nothing can happen to our child."
Zhao Linger said: "Young Master, there are many unsatisfactory things in this world. I hope our child can be safe and sound more than anyone else, but if any accident really happens, I also hope that our child can die in the war. Otherwise, once he falls into Zhao Min's hands, he will become a bargaining chip to threaten you."
After hearing this, Zhang Wuji was shocked. He was about to sit up straight, but Zhao Linger said in an unprecedented stern tone: "Don't move, let your sister hold you for a while."
After taking a deep breath, Zhao Linger continued, "Sister doesn't care about anything else in this life for you."
"My child, you are more important than me, but not as important as you. I have traveled around the world since I was a teenager. I have seen too many lives lost. If the war continues like this, within twenty years, the Han people in the world may not even know what Tang poetry and Song lyrics are."
"The next time you meet Zhao Min, it will almost be a life-and-death battle."
"At a moment like this, I will not allow anyone to disturb your mind, not even our child. If Xiao Yuxiao really falls into Zhao Min's hands, I will never allow you to save him, and I will not allow you to make any exchange with Zhao Min."
"If something happens to Xiaoyu Xiaoruo, at worst, I can just give birth to another child for you."
Zhang Wuji was extremely shocked. Xiao Yuxiao was the apple of his eye. So far, Zhang Wuji only had this one son.
But Zhao Linger, Xiao Yuxiao's biological mother, could say such heartless words at such a moment.
This was the first time in such a long time that Zhang Wuji felt the urge to quarrel with Zhao Linger.
But just when Zhang Wuji wanted to sit up again, Zhao Linger's hand pressed on him again.
"Don't move, let me hold you for a while."
At this moment, Zhang Wuji felt a chill on his cheeks.
Zhang Wuji was shocked: "Sister, sister, you are crying!"
He wanted to sit up again, but this time, Zhao Linger hit him lightly: "I told you not to move. I've told you three times, why didn't you listen?"
"For you, I can sacrifice my own life and my child's life, but why won't you listen?"
Zhang Wuji was extremely horrified and panic-stricken. He could only quickly say, "Sister, sister, don't cry. I won't move. I won't move."
"Sister, I beg you, please don't cry."
Zhao Linger suppressed her tears and sobbed softly, "It's not that I want to cry, it's just that I really can't help it."
"I have dreamed of our children more than once."
"Some things may be fate. Xiao Yuxiao's fate depends on himself."
Zhang Wuji quickly said: "Sister, let's not go to Longcheng, let's ride back to Jinyang as fast as we can."
Zhao Linger said: "No, Zhao Min has always been decisive and efficient in doing things. Judging from the time, she must have arrived in Jinyang for many days. Who can guarantee that Jinyang is still in Yang Xiao's hands at this moment."
"Zhao Min will go all out when attacking Jinyang, and the troops in Longcheng will almost be wiped out by her."
"And Longcheng is Zhao Min's current foundation. Only by destroying Longcheng can Zhao Min be forced into a situation of isolation. Gong Yu has already made this clear to you."
"In this battle, you must defeat Zhao Min. As long as you defeat Zhao Min, no one north of the Yellow River will be your opponent. Only with the support of the vast territory north of the Yellow River can you defeat Zhu Yuanzhang who unified the south of the Yangtze River."
At this moment, Zhang Wuji really wanted to say something, but Zhao Linger didn't want to give him this chance.
Zhao Linger continued, "Young Master, you don't need to think about this matter anymore."
"Gong Yu's plan is perfect and the safest."
"First capture Longcheng, cut off Zhao Min's army's food supply and retreat routes, and then fight her to the death."
…
Husband and wife have always been in tune with each other. In fact, just before Zhang Wuji was awakened by the nightmare, Zhao Linger had already been awakened by the nightmare.
It was just Zhao Linger's reaction, not as big as Zhang Wuji's.
…
Outside the city of Jinyang, it was already past midnight. This was the time when almost all the generals liked to launch surprise attacks. One reason was that this was the time when people were most tired physiologically, and the other was that many things could be done easily under the cover of night.
At this moment, Zhao Min sighed heavily twice, as if only this could relieve the tension in her heart.
According to the prior agreement, Zhao Min should be at the north gate of Jinyang City, but she did not abide by the prior agreement.
Zhao Min first came to the south gate of Jinyang City. Surrounded by a group of generals, Zhao Min had been waiting in front of the battle for a long time. After looking at the moon in the sky, she said to herself: "It's almost time. Once the cannon sounds, the battle of life and death will begin."
Just as Zhao Min shifted her gaze from the moon in the sky to the Jinyang City in front of her, she heard the deafening sound of cannons and shouts of killing.
Similarly, countless kerosene, powered by catapults, attacked the city.
When kerosene falls on the top of the city and the thatched houses inside the city, a raging fire will break out in an instant.
Countless Ming army officers and soldiers frowned, and they all thought to themselves, "Here they come again. They fire a few cannons every night and set a few fires in Jinyang City every night. It's so annoying."
Although they thought so in their hearts, many Ming army officers and soldiers did not know that many of them might never hear the deafening sound of artillery again after tonight.
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