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Since escaping Baling and returning to Anqing, Situ Biao has been in a state of high tension, the land of Sanfu, said big or small, although there are still more than 100,000 troops in his hands, not too much, no less, but Situ Biao found that they could not bring themselves a sense of security at all, low morale, sloppy discipline, and the mood of defeat everywhere, can you still expect them to fight for themselves with such an army? On the surface, the Western Xinjiang Army seemed to give him a chance to breathe, but Situ Biao knew that the situation would be worse, and the nerves that had been tense suddenly relaxed after learning that the Western Xinjiang Army had turned its spearhead, and this relaxation seemed to be unable to cheer up anymore. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Anqing is his base camp, but now the situation in this situation has become less clear, although those landlords and gentry are still very resolute in supporting themselves on the surface, but Situ Biao knows that they are the last glimmer of hope after listening to their own agitation, at this time Situ Biao has long lost the world ** , After several battles, he ended up like this, sometimes I really think about it, it is better to take refuge in Li Wufeng earlier, maybe I can mix with a carefree prince to be a pawn, but now, I am bound to ride a tiger, and I can't help myself.

With a deep sigh, Situ Biao stared out the window blankly, the five lakes in early autumn were originally a harvest season, and in the past, he seemed to have already traveled around with good horses, but now he had to wait for the verdict of fate in the dark, big brother, can he succeed in the north? Situ Biao didn't know that on the surface, the strength of the eldest brother should be far beyond Li Wufeng's side, but Situ Biao already had an inexplicable fear of Li Wufeng, this guy seems to be omnipotent, and can always give you a fatal blow in the most unexpected place, making you fall down when you think victory is in sight, that kind of taste from ecstasy to despair is enough to make people unforgettable for a lifetime, and he feels especially deeply.

But what about this time? Can he succeed big brother? The only hope of the Situ family seems to be pinned on the eldest brother, who has already withdrawn from this competition, and now he is just here to survive, waiting for the two gladiators to decide the victory, and he can only go and beg for mercy from the victor. Thinking of this, Situ Biao's heart couldn't help but feel sour, once upon a time, he would sink like this with infinite scenery, reduced to only begging for forgiveness from others, but the reality is like this, what can he do?

The sky is a little dark, it seems to symbolize Situ Biao's mood at this time, the surroundings seem so quiet, it seems that no one dares to disturb the irritable His Royal Highness the King of Xiang, even Situ Biao doesn't know what he should do now, although the Sixth Army is still stationed in the north of Anqing with the assembled naval army, but Gusu has already lost his sincerity to Li Wufeng, I heard that even the third division of Jiangnan Reading Force stationed there has turned against the water, which also directly threatens the safety of Jinhua, Wenning Mansion continues to have various alarms, and the local industrial and commercial gentry seem to be ready to move, damn Ma Qi Khan, give Baling to them alive but give it away, These guys seem to have nothing to do with the people of Western Xinjiang except for aiming at themselves, and now they are sneaking around on the Wenning border, do they still want to let themselves give Wenning to them?

The more I think about it, the more I feel bored, Situ Biao unbuttoned the placket on his chest, wanting to breathe more smoothly, but the sad state of mind does not seem to be as simple as untying the placket to calm down, embattled, at this time Situ Biao realized the miserable situation of the old seven trapped in Quanzhou, and now it seems that his fate is even inferior to the other party, if the Western Xinjiang Army really breaks through from the direction of Jinhua, his painstaking arrangement in the north of Anqing will be completely an ornament, and he doesn't seem to be able to wait for the so-called turnaround to appear, all of which seems to indicate that his life will not last longIf he falls into the hands of the Western Xinjiang Army, what should Li Wufeng do with himself? Will he make an example of himself as the first target of the knife?

At this time, Situ Biao even envied his third brother for coming, since the Huanggang Incident, he announced that he would go into the wilderness, and he was safe and stable in Yanjing as an Anle Apartment, and the wealth he accumulated was enough for him to eat, drink and have fun for several lifetimes。

The chaotic and complicated thoughts entangled Situ Biao, who lived alone in the study, wandering all over the world, and he didn't know the time, until the knock on the door woke him up from his daze.

"What's the matter?" asked casually, and Situ Biao retracted his gaze from the map in a dejected manner.

"Your Highness, Mr. Hu is back, and he said that he also brought you a guest. The voice of the servant outside seemed cautious, His Highness was in a bad mood, who knows if it would anger him again?

"Tingzhi is back?" First happy, then surprised, Situ Biao repeated the rhetorical question: "Who else did you bring a guest?"

"Back to His Royal Highness, I haven't seen the little one, wearing a long robe, but looking at the momentum, it looks like an officer. The next person replied outside the door.

"Officer?" Situ Biao stood up and walked around the room twice, but his mind was thinking rapidly, Hu Tingzhi had been captured when Yueyang was lost, and now he brought someone to Anqing to see him, isn't it?

Touching his chin and pondering for a while, Situ Biao still couldn't make up his mind, he was almost certain that the guest who came with Hu Tingzhi was an official from Western Xinjiang, and the purpose of coming was obvious, it was nothing more than persuasion to surrender to Western Xinjiang, 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 no way out.

"Okay, you go and invite Tingzhi and the guests to come to the study to meet me. Situ Biao finally made up his mind.

"His Royal Highness the King of Xiang, don't come unharmed?" When the guests who walked into the study took off their cloaks with a smile under the guidance of Hu Tingzhi, Situ Biao's whole body was almost shocked, and his mouth was wide, and his expression was still so familiar.

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

"Hehe, when Liang accompanied His Royal Highness King Qin to greet His Royal Highness in the northwest, does His Highness still have any memories?" the man reminded with a smile.

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

"Liang Chongxin?!Is it really you!" Situ Biao was so shocked that he almost jumped up, this guy was so bold, he dared to come to his house alone, isn't he afraid, Situ Biao stared at the other party, his mood couldn't calm down for a long time, since the other party dared to come here, he was afraid that he had already expected that he would not dare to do anything to him, and it seemed too pretentious for him to put on a murderous appearance again.

Sitting down, Situ Biao turned his gaze from Liang Chongxin's face to Hu Tingzhi, who was once his No. 1 think tank, "Tingzhi, are you here with Liang Chongxin to persuade him to surrender?"

"Your Highness, Hu Tingzhi is not a person who has forgotten his roots, but the current situation is already like this, Tingzhi's visit this time is just the last time to do his duty, if His Highness doesn't want to listen, Tingzhi just keeps his mouth shut. Hu Tingzhi, who was a little sad, seemed to have tears flashing in his eyes, the lord he once served for had come to this point, people were wrong, everything was like yesterday, but it was so cruel.

Waving his hand, Situ Biao exhaled a little tired and said: "Tingzhi, I don't blame you, people go to high places, water flows to low places, my Situ Biao can't complain about others when he goes to the place where he is today, not to mention that as Tingzhi said, it is up to people to make things happen, and things are in the sky, since our Situ family can no longer become the masters of the empire, it is a matter of course to change the dynasty, and I have already been mentally prepared for this." I want to ask, if Situ Biao is determined to resist to the end, what will General Liang prepare?"

"Your Royal Highness, Liang Mou doesn't say anything about the current situation, in fact, you should also understand that the hope you have is nothing more than that His Royal Highness King Yan in the north can win the battle situation in the north, I don't want to say much about the outcome of the war situation 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 will give the entire Yunzhong, Qinghe and even Jinzhong Longquan to His Royal Highness King Yan, can His Royal Highness King Yan eat it?" Liang Chongxin's words were like a sharp knife deep into Situ Biao's heart.

"Liang doesn't say that His Royal Highness probably knows what is the financial source that His Royal Highness King Yan can maintain now, the Beiyuan Prefecture has been abandoned for a long time, and if you take it in your hands, you can conjure up gold coins and grain? The financial support of the Japanese and the Nanyang Alliance is only limited, now that our army has taken Jiangnan, the Kingdom of Milan has promised to block the sea lanes of the Japanese people, I don't believe that the soldiers of His Royal Highness King Yan can still hold on without grain and grass and no salary, without the Japanese people to help them transport grain and grass from the south, I think they can hold on for how long! What's more, His Royal Highness the King of Qin's methods of my family should also know that when the 300,000 iron horsemen on the Tengger grassland return to the east, I want to see what will happen to the Pur people and the Dotun people! As for the three prefectures of His Highness, let's not talk about Jinhua first, what if we don't take it now?"

(To be continued)