Xiaozhuang and Fulin sat side by side on the dragon chair, watching the group of officials arguing.
Xiaozhuang was expressionless, sitting upright, but seemed calm. Fulin was a little flustered, his eyes were scared, and he held Xiaozhuang's hand tightly.
Daishan and Ji'erhalang did not participate in the debate. They stood alone, with different looks.
The imperial court of Jianlu was still a mixture of Manchus and Hans, Fan Wenchen, Ning Wan and I died one after another, resulting in the following Hanchens without a leader, which made them even more eager to highlight their presence.
Especially if Jianlu was defeated, they would never end well, so they argued desperately, wanting the throne to build Guozuo.
The morale of the Jianluo was a little depressed. Facing the Ming Dynasty's repeated battles and defeats, coupled with the realistic money and soldiers, they hesitated. But in the face of Hanchen's powerful momentum, they also sneered and made a noise.
I don't know how long it took, Xiao Zhuang finally spoke, coldly said: "Enough!"
The group below suddenly stopped talking, and ordered to bow to the top.
Xiaozhuang looked at this group of people, and his eyes finally fell on Daishan and Ji'erhalang in front of them. These two are the ministers of Gu Ming, the **** who assists the government.
Daishan has the highest backup and the heaviest status. He turned around and said, "The queen mother, Mingren’s tactics are very obvious. There are 20,000 cavalry on the Liaodong Road and North Korea Road, with a total strength of more than 100,000. Judging from the current situation, they The action is very cautious, that is, gradually advancing. The three armies form horns, rely on each other, and come slowly. If you want to use the previous tactics, it will not work. We can't do it recklessly. We still need to think about it long-term."
After listening to Xiaozhuang, he looked at Ji'erhalang and said, "Prince Zheng?"
Daishan heard that Xiaozhuang didn't trust much, and returned with unchanged expression.
Ji'erhalang looked indifferent and was silent for a while, and said: "Queen dowager, Mingren obviously didn't want to repeat the battle of Thrall, and adopted the most conservative tactics. In this way, we can't easily win any way alone. Liaodong has nothing. The danger is safe, and the journey to Shenyang is smooth. My idea is to encircle Wei and save Zhao."
On behalf of Shan, Ji'erhalang is building a high position, and the two spoke, but the others did not dare to spray and listened silently.
Xiaozhuang thought, "Prince Zheng meant to bypass their army and go to Jinzhou?"
As soon as Xiaozhuang's voice came, Hanchen came out to oppose him, and his voice eagerly said: "The minister opposes! If you send troops to Jinzhou, Shenyang will be empty. What should you do if you come in lightly and attack Shenyang?"
"Never, Shenyang is an empty city!"
"Yeah, who on earth is surrounding Wei and saving Zhao?"
"Absolutely not, Shenyang cannot be without soldiers..."
A group of people opposed fiercely. If the cavalry of Jiankui stayed away from Shenyang, they would be extremely insecure!
"Okay, listen to Prince Zheng." Xiaozhuang looked at the noise below, and said again.
When the hall was quiet, Jierhalang said, "It hasn't slipped yet. They can't go north at all. We can send troops first, either in Zhenbei City or Dongjiang Town's Phoenix City. We take the initiative and get the initiative."
Dai Shan listened, his expression silent.
The Ming people could not fight in winter, and it was unexpected that, like a sudden deployment of troops, they could indeed deter the Ming Dynasty and contain their strategies and tactics.
It's just that they also have shortcomings. As a result, they can't attack the city strongly and can't withstand losses. Secondly, their food and grass cannot withstand the wastage.
They must now make a quick fight, stop the Ming Dynasty’s determination of the Northern Expedition, and achieve a strategic goal to end the battle quickly.
Xiaozhuang didn't speak either, she looked at Jierhalang quietly, thinking about these words.
The others didn't speak anymore. Ji'erhalang was a battlefield veteran. They had no talent left. There were not many people who could question his words.
For a moment, there was some silence in the hall.
They all knew that the Ming Dynasty was determined in this Northern Expedition and adopted the most cautious tactics. They had little hope of winning on the front and side.
All they can do now is to give it a go!
Victory, the national fortune remains the same! If you lose, your country will be broken and your family will die!
After a long period of silence, Fulin suddenly spoke and said, "Can't we really live together in peace?"
Xiao Zhuang glanced at him fiercely, and Fulin looked at her blankly.
Everyone in the hall looked at Fulin and Xiaozhuang, and their thoughts were floating.
It's not that they haven't thought about making peace, but Ning Wan I was killed, so that they had no thoughts. It is also clear that the Ming Dynasty will not accept'simple' negotiations unless they make huge concessions.
Some people have a lot of ideas. If they make concessions here, temporarily keep Guozuo, go to the country name or something, they can't accept it from time to time, it's nothing more than a fake name.
Xiaozhuang looked at the expressions of the people below, with a calm face, and said: "I have no chance of surrendering in Daqing, Prince Zheng, this matter is handled by you, and I will give you the arrow of'Let me here' and the Eight Banners!
Ji'erhalang knelt on the ground fiercely, and said in a deep voice: "According to the decree!"
Fulin pursed his mouth, his expression still a little hesitant.
Dai Shan and others stopped talking, but they didn't speak either.
The Ming Dynasty was so strong that they had no way to retreat, only one battle.
Ji'erhalang got the token, quickly organized the army, prepared food and grass, seemed to be cautious, and didn't want to leak the news, but Shenyang's internal and external networks were all in a halt, and many people had already packed up and prepared to run away.
There are not many people in the old tavern in Shenyang City on weekdays. A few prisoners are drinking and chatting outside, complaining about going to war. In the secret room of the backyard cellar, Meng Hezhou is seeing people.
"My lord, according to the news from the Prince He's Mansion, Jierhalang has received the decree of Xiaozhuang to command the Eight Banners army."
"Food and grass are also being raised everywhere, and some people are robbed, and the cost of various places is also greatly reduced."
"Shenyang City is going to be martial law depending on the situation. Checkpoints and patrols are being set up everywhere..."
"Many of us are actually exposed. What should we do now that we can't leave at all?"
"Our carrier pigeons can't fly out. Other places may also be checked. We have to be careful."
Meng Hezhou listened attentively, looked at the person recorded next to his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Your lord has already sent news last year. Let us be cautious. Unnecessary people can evacuate and hide. Now, there are a few things to do, First, burn all possible leaks and kill some people. Second, assassinate some people. I will give you a list of them later. You must plan carefully. Third, think of ways to destroy Shenyang, especially It's an army of captives, food and grass. We must do everything we can to delay time. When the spring begins, Dingguo's army will expedition to the north, and it is time for us to make an unworldly feat!"
The crowd nodded with excitement.
They have been lurking here for more than ten years in the long term, and five or six years in the short term, just waiting for this moment!
Meng Hezhou looked at their expressions, why not excited in his heart, and said: "Then I will assign tasks, you mobilize personnel, and do things in the chaos. Regardless of success or failure, we will retreat, lurking, and wait for the beginning of spring!"
"Yes!" everyone responded in a low voice.
At the head of Jinzhou city, Lu Xiangsheng was mobilizing troops to make a good impression. The fifty thousand troops were displayed south of the Daling River.
In Dongjiang Town, the Ming dynasty's army was also rapidly deployed, and a full 10,000 people were stationed in Phoenix, which is very close to Shenyang. In the Yalu River, Lushun each has 20,000, ready to go. (End of this chapter)