"Although the Xian Road leading to Muyun State has not been dug, Ma Yi and his people have quietly come from the Anling Mountains and have been waiting for a long time."
"If Simujiu cannot escape from Chengdu, the worst he can do is to rush back to Muyun Prefecture after the incident. If Simujiu escapes from Chengdu, in order to leave, he can only choose the direction of Banan City."
Jia Zhou spoke seriously and explained to Fan Lu, who was confused.
"I have considered all factors in this layout."
"Didn't the military advisor say that if Muyunzhou's soldiers move, they will be discovered by Cangzhou?"
"It's different. Ten people are selected from each battalion. Even the spies in Muyun State cannot know."
"The military advisor has unparalleled wisdom..."
"Fan Lu, march to Banan City. Even if Sima Xiu wants to go to the Nanlin Mountains, there will be border troops to stop him. He has no way to escape."
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In the hidden forest, Sima Xiu, who had just woken up, coughed several times. Under the worry, Wen's frail body was already overwhelmed.
A soldier brought hot water. As soon as Sima Mao held it, his face suddenly turned pale.
"Is there a fire?"
"Military advisor, it's freezing cold. If we don't make a fire, I'm afraid I'll freeze to death. I've eaten all the dry food I brought, and I can't eat raw food I found in the mountains..."
Sima Xiu's eyes were filled with sadness.
"Let's set off immediately. It's not advisable to stay here for a long time."
"Commander, I can't walk anymore!"
Instead of going to Nanlin County, Sima Xiu led more than 5,000 Liang troops along the foot of the mountain, hiding back and forth, looking for the next opportunity.
But I never thought that with the arrival of winter, the depletion of dry food, and the wavering morale, the Liang army of more than 5,000 people was already on the verge of life and death.
"Where's Wei Qiu."
"Mr. Wei went to explore the way. Military advisor, if not, surrender." The voice of the general who spoke couldn't stop trembling. They, in fact, already understood that they were surrounded by the Shuzhou army and had no way of escaping.
Sima Mao was silent for a long time, then with trembling hands, he found a piece of withered grass and tried to tie up his loose hair.
"Is it possible that the military advisor disagrees! If we don't surrender, we will die of hunger and cold. Even if we survive, we will sooner or later be pierced by thousands of arrows from the Shu people!"
The Liangzhou general took a few steps forward and held Sima Xiu's outstretched hand tightly.
After being defeated one after another, the morale of the more than 5,000 people who followed them was completely shattered. There was no trust between the subjects.
Sima Mao said nothing, with a hint of sadness in his expression. He raised his head and looked at more and more soldiers in front of him, constantly moving towards him.
"ah!"
At this time, the Liangzhou general who was holding Sima Xiu's hands suddenly screamed, let go of his hands, and collapsed to the ground in pain.
At some point, his throat had been bitten to pieces and blood was oozing out.
A sand fox with its mouth full of blood was guarding Sima Xiu and kept whispering and roaring at the surrounding Liang soldiers.
"Nine." Sima Mao said calmly.
Shahu roared a few more words before jumping into Sima Xiu's arms.
"I, Commander Ma Xiu, have found a good disciple after all. When Wei Qiu comes back, you will tell him that even if he captures me for meritorious service, Xu Buyi will never let him go."
Holding Shahu in his arms, Sima Mao coughed and stood up. Turning around, he looked at the bonfire that had not been extinguished, and even the dead wood had been burned to char.
He sighed and walked forward.
"Where are the military advisors going?"
"I'll go meet that old friend."
"The military advisor is in Shuzhou, do we need a backup plan?" Many Liangzhou soldiers became overjoyed instantly.
Sima Xiu didn't answer.
Surrounded from all sides, the soldiers mutinied, and the only disciple no longer cared about kindness.
He suddenly discovered that what he had learned in this life was ultimately too shallow to assist the Ming Dynasty in creating a new dynasty in troubled times.
Tap tap, at this moment, there are sudden footsteps everywhere.
"Military advisor, the Shu people are coming to attack!" Countless Liangzhou soldiers shouted loudly.
Sima Xiu didn't look back, he held himself up, hugged Shahu, and walked forward with difficulty. Not long after, the sounds of fighting and screaming could be heard behind him.
"Teacher, do you have a back-up plan?" Wei Qiu shouted from behind.
"No more, just die."
"I, Wei Qiuzong, have not yet become one of the top five strategists in the world, and have not yet assisted King Liang to open up a new dynasty. How can I be so willing?"
Sima Mao laughed miserably and continued walking forward. He walked straight under a rock, probably because he was tired, so he hugged the sand fox, coughed a few times, and slowly sat down on the ground.
"Jiu, go into the forest."
The sand fox seemed to understand human nature and jumped out of its arms, but did not escape into the forest. Instead, it protected Sima Xiu.
In the Gobi Desert that year, a young boy from school returned with a book cage on his back and rescued a young fox thirsty for water in a place where the wind and sand were raging.
"You will be called Xiaojiu from now on. Just follow me and look at me. Although I come from a poor family, one day, my name, Sima Jingmou, will be resounding throughout the world!"
Jiu, looks like jade but not jade, a black stone. Just like his life.
hold head high--
The sand fox screamed and was penetrated by the feather arrow. He struggled a few times in the pool of blood and never moved again.
Sima Xiu remained silent and closed his eyes.
Fan Lu calmly put away his bow and arrows and made way. Jia Zhou also looked silent and slowly walked out from among the soldiers.
"Poison osprey."
"Lianghu."
The two looked at each other and suddenly smiled.
"I knew you would come over." Brother Sima straightened out his blood-stained robe, picked up a piece of dead grass, and tied up his loose hair.
"Before I die, I always want to see you."
"Brother Sima, there must be another plan." Jia Zhou walked forward on crutches. Fan Lu looked shocked and wanted to run over to stop him, but Jia Zhou calmly pushed him away.
"No, this time, your Poison Osprey is the superior one."
Jia Zhou sighed and sat on the ground next to Sima Xiu.
The two great planners, who are famous all over the world, finally sat together like old friends in the cold wind.
"When I entered Chengdu, I realized something was wrong. I was thinking that if someone led me to Shuzhou, it would be a dead end. But I had no way out at that time. After a series of mistakes, this time If it fails."
"Dong Wen is not the master of the Ming Dynasty. If things go wrong this time, or Brother Sima returns halfway, he will definitely not trust you again." Jia Zhou added.
"Brother Jia, you know my temperament. It is impossible for me to surrender to Shu. If Brother Jia is kind, let me drink a cup of hot tea and then be on my way. If I don't surrender to Shu, people like me will never die. future trouble."
Jia Zhou regretted Chang Yi.
"Although my lord is violent and perverse, no matter what, he is still the one I chose." Sima Xiu faced northwest, knelt down and bowed three times, and then slowly stood up with Jia Zhou's support.
"I just ask Brother Jia to build a small tomb for me, and I don't need to offer water or wine for the Qingming Festival. But one day... the world will be peaceful, Brother Jia, please let me know."
"Sima Jingmou thanks you."
Jia Zhou silently let go of his hand, while Sima Xiu paced, picked up the fox corpse, and walked forward slowly.
"Get ready, set up your bow!" Fan Lu ordered in a deep voice. Behind him, more than a hundred people's bows began to set up arrows, aiming at Sima Xiu's position.
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