After escaping from Baling and returning to Anqing, Situ Biao was in a state of high tension. The land of the Three Prefectures was neither big nor small. Although he still had more than 100,000 troops in his hands, it was too small to say too much. Quite a few, but Situ Biao found that they could not give him any sense of security at all, with low morale, loose discipline, and a feeling of failure everywhere. Can you still expect such an army to fight for him? On the surface, the Xijiang Army seemed to have given him a chance to breathe, but Situ Biao knew that this would make the situation even worse. His nerves that had been tense suddenly relaxed after learning that the Xijiang Army's spearhead had turned. Once you feel relaxed, you can't seem to pick yourself up again.
Although Anqing is his base camp, the situation has become less clear under this situation. Although the landlords and gentry still support him very firmly on the surface, Situ Biao knows that they have listened to his instigation. There was the last glimmer of hope left in the end. At this time, Situ Biao had already lost his desire to compete in the world. After several battles, he ended up in this situation. Sometimes he thought about it, it would be better to join Li Wufeng earlier and maybe he could still be a good person. Prince Xiaoyao took it upon himself to do so, but now that he was riding a tiger, he couldn't help himself.
Situating with a deep sigh, Situ Biao stared out the window blankly. The Five Lakes in early autumn was originally a harvest season. Normally, he seemed to have been traveling around with good cars and horses, but now he had to stay alone. While waiting for the judgment of fate, can the elder brother succeed in the north? Situ Biao didn't know that on the surface, his eldest brother's power should be far beyond that of Li Wufeng, but Situ Biao already had an inexplicable fear of Li Wufeng. This guy seemed to be omnipotent and could always do things in the most unexpected places. Your fatal blow made you fall down just when you thought victory was in sight. The taste from ecstasy to despair is enough to be unforgettable for a lifetime, and I feel it especially deeply.
But what about this time? Brother, can he succeed? The only hope of the Situ family seems to be pinned on the eldest brother. He has already withdrawn from this competition, and now he is just lingering here, waiting for the two gladiators to decide the winner, and he can only beg for mercy from the winner. Thinking of this, Situ Biao couldn't help but feel sour in his heart. Once upon a time, I, who was so glorious, would sink like this, and I could only beg for forgiveness from others. But the reality is like this, what can I do
The sky was a little dark, which seemed to symbolize Situ Biao's mood at this time. The surroundings seemed so quiet, and it seemed that no one dared to disturb the agitated His Highness Prince Xiang. Even Situ Biao didn't know what he should do now. Although the Sixth Army was still stationed in the north of Anqing with the assembled navy. But Gusu has surrendered its loyalty to Li Wufeng. It is said that even the Jiangnan Independent Third Division stationed there has defected. This also directly threatens the safety of Jinhua. Various alarms are constantly coming out of Wenning Mansion, and the local Those industrial and commercial gentry seemed to be ready to make a move. The damn Machihans gave Baling to them alive but then gave it away. Apart from targeting themselves, these guys seem to have nothing to do against the people from Western Xinjiang. Now they are sneaking around the border of Wen Ning. Do they still want to give up Wen Ning to them
The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became. Situ Biao unbuttoned his clothes in order to let himself breathe easier. However, Xi's miserable state of mind did not seem to be as simple as unbuttoning his clothes to calm down. He was surrounded by enemies on all sides. At this time, Situ Biao realized To the tragic situation where Lao Qi was trapped in Quanzhou. But now it seems that his fate is even worse than that of the opponent. If the Western Xinjiang Army really breaks through from the direction of Jinhua, his painstaking arrangements in the north of Anqing will become a complete display, and it seems that he will not be able to wait for the so-called turning point. All this Doesn't it all seem to indicate that his life will not last long? If he falls into the hands of the Western Xinjiang Army. How should Li Wufeng deal with himself? Will he make himself the first target to be operated on as a warning to others
At this time, Situ Biao was even a little envious of his third brother. He announced his resignation after the Huanggang Incident and settled into a peaceful apartment in the imperial capital. He had accumulated enough wealth to eat, drink and have fun for several lifetimes. Now he just sits and watches. This group of people worked hard and worked hard, so relaxed and at ease, unlike his own life of worry and restlessness, which was almost driving people crazy. Situ Biao didn't know how long he could persist in such a life, so frightened was the best way to describe himself. However, even the slightest movement will make me nervous for a long time. Maybe it won't be long before I really have a mental breakdown and become a lunatic.
Chaotic and complex thoughts entangled Situ Biao, who was living alone in the study, wandering around the world without knowing the time. It was not until a knock on the door awoke him from his daze.
"What's the matter?" he asked casually with some interest. Situ Biao looked away from the map dejectedly.
"Your Highness, Mr. Hu is back. He said he has brought a guest for you." The servant's voice outside sounded cautious. His Highness was in a bad mood. Who knows if he might have offended him again
"Tingzhi is back?" First he was happy, then he was surprised. Situ Biao asked again and again: "You also brought a guest? Who is he?"
"Back to Your Highness, I have never seen him before. He is wearing a long robe, but his aura looks like that of an officer." The servant replied calmly outside the door.
"Officer?" Situ Biao stood up and walked around the room twice, but he was thinking rapidly in his mind. Hu Tingzhi had been captured when Yueyang fell, and now he brought people to Anqing to see him. Could it be...? Then do you see it or not
After stroking his chin and thinking for a long time, Situ Biao was still undecided. He was almost certain that the guests who came with Hu Tingzhi were officials from Western Xinjiang. The purpose of coming was also obvious. It was nothing more than to persuade him to surrender to Western Xinjiang. Situ Biao A little reluctant, but deep down I know that this seems to be the best way out for me at the moment. I have no way out. If I can..., no matter what, it is worthwhile to meet the other person and feel the other person's bottom.
"Okay, you go and ask Tingzhi and the guests to come to the study to see me." Situ Biao finally made up his mind.
"His Royal Highness King Xiang, are you okay?" When the guest who walked into the study took off his cloak with a smile under the guidance of Hu Tingzhi, Situ Biao's whole body was almost shocked. His face was wide-mouthed, and his expression was still so familiar.
"Are you...?" Situ Biao thought about it but couldn't remember it. He must have seen it before, but it seemed a bit blurry over time.
"Haha, back then Liang accompanied His Highness King Qin to greet His Highness in the northwest. Does Your Highness still have memories?" the man reminded him with a smile.
With the words "Liang" and the reminder from the other party's words, Situ Biao's memory was suddenly opened, "Liang Chongxin!" It's Liang Chongxin, the commander of the First Army of Western Xinjiang, Li Wufeng's number one assistant!
"Liang Chongxin?! It's you!" Situ Biao was so shocked that he almost jumped up. This guy is so bold and dares to come to his house alone. Isn't he afraid...? Situ Biao stared at him, unable to calm down for a long time. , since the other party dares to come to me, I am afraid that he has already predicted in his heart that he does not dare to do anything to him, and it seems too pretentious for him to put on a murderous look.
Sitting down slumped, Situ Biao turned his gaze from Liang Chongxin's face to the face of Hu Tingzhi, who was once his number one think tank, "Tingzhi, are you and Liang Chongxin here to persuade him to surrender?"
"Your Highness, Hu Tingzhi is not a person who forgets his roots, but the current situation has become like this. Tingzhi's visit this time is just the last time to perform his duties. If Your Highness does not want to listen, Tingzhi just keep silent." Hu Tingzhi looked a little sad in his eyes. There seemed to be tears flashing, the master he once worked for has reached the current situation, people and things have changed, everything is just like yesterday, but so cruel.
Waving his hands, Situ Biao breathed out a little tiredly and said: "Tingzhi, I don't blame you. People go to higher places and water flows to lower places. I, Situ Biao, can't blame others for being where he is today, let alone Tingzhi. As I said, people plan things, and God makes things happen. Since our Situ family can no longer become the masters of the empire, it is natural to change the dynasty. I have already been mentally prepared for this. I am afraid that General Liang is here today because of these three prefectures. Come, I want to ask, if I, Situ Biao, are determined to resist to the end, what will General Liang do to prepare?"
"Your Highness, even if Liang doesn't say anything about the current situation, you should understand that the hope you have is nothing more than that His Highness the King of Yan in the north can win the battle in the north. I don't want to say more about the outcome of the battle in the north, but I just want to say To put it bluntly, even if His Highness the King of Yan can defeat our Western Xinjiang Army in the north, or His Highness the King of Qin simply gives the entire Yunzhong, Qinghe and even Jinzhong Longquan to His Highness the King of Yan, can His Highness the King of Yan be able to eat it?" Liang Chongxin's words were like this. The sharp knife was inserted deeply into Situ Biao's heart.
"Liang, if you don't tell His Highness, he probably also knows what financial source can sustain His Highness King Yan now. The Beiyuan mansions have been abandoned for a long time. Could it be that gold coins and food can be produced by holding them in your hands? The financial support of the Japanese and Nanyang Alliance is only My fear is limited. Now our army has captured Jiangnan, and the Kingdom of Milan has agreed to block the Japanese sea lanes. I don’t believe that the soldiers of His Highness King Yan can persist without food and salary. Without the Japanese to help them transport food and grass from the south, I Let’s see how long they can hold on! Besides, your Highness, His Highness the King of Qin, should also be aware of his methods. When the 300,000 cavalry from the Tengger Grassland return eastward, I would like to see what happens to the Pu people and the Duodun people. What on earth could it be! As for His Highness’s land in the Three Prefectures, let’s not talk about Jinhua for now, so what if we don’t take it now?”