The Mongolian soldiers in each tent and the Han soldiers were all shirtless, but Liu Yuanzhen was wearing a long gown and looked elegant.
In the evening, he walked up to the top of the mountain and stood for a long time. When he saw the dust horses flying in the west and the flags swaying, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked down the mountain to greet them.
…
"Hush!"
Liu Yuanli reined in the reins, dismounted his horse and rode away.
The retinue behind him followed him and moved out of the way, revealing Liu Heima riding on horseback.
"My son welcomes his father. Fortunately, his father is safe and sound." Liu Yuanzhen stepped forward and said...
Liu Heima turned over and dismounted and said: "A little ambush can't hurt me. But Li Feiyu... is more handsome and outstanding than I expected. By the way, he is also sinister and vicious. No wonder he can kill Nu Lin. He is so young.
, is a character.”
Liu Yuanzhen was also arrogant, but he was generous. He did not feel jealous when he heard this. Instead, he smiled and said: "Since Wuxian, Monk Wanyan Chen, Meng Gong and others passed away one after another, my father has rarely encountered worthy opponents. Nowadays,
In troubled times, a hero has emerged again. Is it gratifying to celebrate?"
"That's right, I'm very happy."
Liu Heima straightened his beard that was blown away by the wind, shook his head and smiled, and strode towards the tent.
Liu Yuanzhen followed and asked, "Father failed to persuade him?"
"He was unmoved by such generous conditions." Liu Heima frowned and said in deep thought: "This kid doesn't abide by morality and dares to sneak attack on me...Looking at it, he doesn't look like a pedantic person, but he is like this. It's strange.
"
"If you refuse to surrender, it's not out of integrity...could it be because you want to negotiate better terms?"
"Hard to say."
"Otherwise, is it because he has pride in his heart?"
"Maybe."
Liu Heima stopped guessing Li Xia and asked, "Have you sent someone to contact Pu Wei?"
"My father was willing to take risks and create opportunities for his children, so he successfully made contact."
"What did he say?"
Liu Yuanzhen laughed and said: "He managed to bring back the people sent by the child."
"It's done? How did he say it?"
"He will go out of the city to meet you tomorrow night."
Liu Heima nodded lightly, not surprised.
"Like father, like son. Sure enough, as expected."
"My father is more skilled than Li Xia. If Chengdu can be recovered as soon as possible, my father can go to Chongqing before the Great Khan to persuade Pu Zezhi to surrender."
Liu Heima waved his hand and said: "Remember, a general must not be greedy for merit. Take Chengdu first..."
The next day, it was late at night.
Pu Wei led the Jiading army to build the city and quietly rode away, heading straight to Qinglong Lake east of Chengdu.
He crossed a pontoon bridge on the Dongfeng Canal alone, walked a short distance away, bypassed the woods, and saw an abandoned ancestral hall by the Qinglong Lake.
Pu Lei was a little worried, so he got off his horse and tied the horse slowly to a small tree.
He hesitated and tried to walk to the ancestral hall, but he couldn't lift his feet.
Some want to turn around and go back...
Three people walked out of the ancestral hall, two of them were Jia Hou and He Sanchun.
The middle-aged man at the head was an extraordinary man, but Pu Wei had never seen him before.
"Pu Xiaolang-kun is here, please come in."
"Who are you?"
"Liu Yuanzhen of Jinan, courtesy name Zhongju, was thirty-six years old. I asked Mr. Pu Xiaolang to write a preface."
Listening to this familiar scholar's tone, Pu Wei relaxed a lot and returned the greeting: "Pu Wei from Quzhou, named Yun Che, was twenty and five years old."
"Please plan." Liu Yuanzhen said with a smile, "I don't dare to light a fire at night. Fortunately, this ancestral hall is leaky and has the light of the stars and the moon to borrow, and it also has the interest of nature."
After hearing this, Pu Lei relaxed again and walked into the hall under the guidance of Liu Yuanzhen.
"I thought that all the Mongolian captives were butchers who drank hair and drank blood. I didn't expect that there would be such an elegant man as Brother Zhongju. It's a pity... It's a pity that Brother Zhongju has such grace."
Liu Yuanzhen smiled and suddenly said: "My father and son want to return to the Song Dynasty."
Pu Wei was stunned.
Liu Yuanzhen looked serious and continued: "The conditions are simple. As long as the Song Dynasty dares to accept the Liu family, I will persuade my father tonight."
Pu Lei's face turned bitter and he lowered his head.
He thought again of Li Xia's joke "Then let's surrender."
If Li Xia was joking, Liu Yuanzhen's words deeply hurt Pu Wei.
What the Song court was most afraid of were warlords like the Liu family. With local military equipment, how could they dare to accept the Liu family?
Liu Yuanzhen smiled, picked up a soft cushion and handed it to Pu Lei, and sat down on the dusty ground.
Do not sit under the curtain.
"Commander, please take a seat. I'll let you know first that everything is safe, your father."
After hearing this, Pu Lei finally sat down on the soft cushion, turned to look at Liu Yuanzhen, and opened his mouth but did not speak.
Liu Yuanzhen said: "I know a little bit about the situation at that time. After Yang Dayuan surrendered, he first persuaded Yunshan City to surrender, and Qingju City had also been captured by the Khan. In this way, the Song Army's Jialing River defense line was completely broken. Daliang City in Qujiang was attacked from both sides, and the food supply
The road is broken and it is impossible to hold on to it."
"I see……"
"Your Majesty has done his last for Zhao and Song Dynasties, and his integrity has not been compromised. He protected his wife and children, and the people in the city. In my eyes, he is a great husband who stands upright."
When Pu Lei heard this, his body trembled.
Liu Yuanzhen leaned back, his behavior became more and more free and easy, and sighed: "Don't be deceived by Zhao and Song's rules of monarchs and ministers. The Great Mongolia captured the Central Plains from Liao and Jin, thinking that Zhongxia Zhengshuo would soon unify it.
Rivers and mountains bring peace and happiness to the people.
At this juncture, if you stubbornly resist, who will you be worthy of? Your parents? Your parents have returned to Mongolia, and Zhao and Song will kill you sooner or later. In the future, if the country is unified, wouldn't you be ridiculous? Your Majesty does not stick to trivial matters, and cares about the family's small family and the righteousness above.
Therefore, as a great husband, you should really meet him and listen to his teachings."
Jia Hou, who was sitting aside, smiled slightly.
He carefully observed Pu Lei's expression and knew that it was done.
The sound of cicadas could be heard in the distance, and the night breeze blew away the heat of the day, which was quite pleasant.
Several people in the hall chatted for a few more words, and the topic turned to business matters.
…
"Why doesn't Li Xia surrender?"
"He still wants to defeat Liu... your father." At the end of his words, Pu Mao changed his title.
"Why?"
Pu Lei opened his mouth and no longer concealed it, saying: "He has ten thousand people to defend the city, and you six thousand people to attack the city. He has the right location and people, so he is confident."
"But Chengdu is deserted and there is not much food and grass." Liu Yuanzhen said: "We are cavalry, and it is convenient for us to transport food to the state, so we will be trapped to death."
"He said that he could bring food. Not only food, but also materials for defending the city."
"From the lower reaches of the Minjiang River? It's whimsical."
"It's not Minjiang." Pu Lei hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "It's...Lingguan Road."
"Lingguan Road?" Liu Yuanzhen was stunned for a while, then he couldn't help but laugh.
"What a great Li Feiyu!"
Pu Lei lowered his head, sighed slightly, and said: "Not only are there baggage, but there are also reinforcements...two groups."
"Two ways?"
"Yes, one way is from Mahu River to the west, from Jiangyuan to Lingguan Road; the other way is from Dali to the north..."
"Dali?"
"I don't know the details, but Li Zhizhou obviously has a plan." Pu Wei said: "He once said that if the confrontation lasts for a long time, he will win, but it will take time to rest and run Chengdu. The Song Army has already rushed reinforcements from Jinghu.
Chongqing may be able to defeat the Mongol lord. At the beginning, he will counterattack Hanzhong. He does not want to be dragged by you and wants to win quickly, so he planned to ambush your father yesterday."
Liu Yuanzhen was stunned again.
After a while, he shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Madman, this is a madman... Facing my father, he still wants to win quickly... My father and son delayed his counterattack against Hanzhong? Ha, counterattack against Hanzhong?"
Pu Lei closed his eyes and said, "Brother Zhongju, you know that when he talked to me about this, I actually... believed it."
"I understand that some people are always convincing."
"I'm not looking down on you, but in the battle in western Sichuan, there is indeed a front-line fighter opportunity." Pu Wei said: "But what I don't believe is in the battle in eastern Sichuan. Even my father surrendered. Sichuan and Shu really can't defend it, and the Song Dynasty can't defend it.
Come on... Feiyu is gambling, but I'm afraid he won't win."
Liu Yuanzhen deeply agreed and said: "I admire him. He fought well in the Battle of Western Sichuan. Unfortunately, he had too high expectations for the Song Dynasty."
"yes."
Pu Wei seemed to have found a reason to convince himself, and murmured: "I... am so disappointed in Song Ting."
Liu Yuanzhen and Jia Hou looked at each other and nodded slightly.
"How many people can Operations Control control?"
Pu Wei said: "The Jiading army was left by my uncle. It has been with Li Xia for less than a month, and it has obeyed my orders... The number of people we can control with confidence is eight hundred."
"When will Li Xia's baggage leave Lingguan Road?"
"It is estimated that there are still more than ten days."
Liu Yuanzhen nodded, pondered for a while, and whispered: "In that case, when the time comes, you and I will be like this..."
That night, a figure returned from the east bank of Dongfeng Canal and galloped back to Chengdu.
The soldiers who were repairing the city overnight did not notice that Pu Lei had left for a while...