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Chapter 153

Liang Chongru naturally wanted to get rid of Chen Dexing.

However, this purpose is not easy to achieve. Chen Dexing is now the commander of a 10,000 army, and he is still a general who relies heavily on Jia Sidao, and he is not a small person who can kill him in just a few words.

Moreover, what is even more troublesome is that Chen Dexing has a biological father, and he passed the imperial examination after being lucky. He is now a living servant and a storyteller in Chongzheng Hall - that is a storyteller to the official! Such a civil servant is also something that Liang Chongru cannot afford to offend him. However, in the contest with Chen Dexing, there is also a side that is beneficial to him, and the initiative to hurt people is in his hands. Chen Dexing cannot take the initiative to attack Jia Sidao's disciples. This is a real slap in Jia Sidao's face. Chen Dexing has not been so domineering yet.

But Jia Sidao is not a fool. He must be done with insidious arrows, otherwise it would be bad for Jia Sidao to see... At present, Jia Sidao has not used many troops in Jinghu. Chen Dexing's 8,000 people are the backbone forces, so of course, Liang Chongru will not be allowed to do anything bad to him.

Fortunately, Chen Dexing was a loyal and loyal person who was determined to plan the country! He jumped out and wanted to take the lead. This really hit Liang Chongru's mind... Loyal and kind, if he was a civil servant, he would be the target of framed in the Song Dynasty!

As long as Chen Dexing is loyal and kind, Liang Chongru will feel at ease.

"My husband, the official still wants to go to Chongqing. Although it is difficult to ensure that both sides of the east and west can start at the same time, it is always good to make an agreement."

Liang Chongru stood up at this time and once again made his own suggestions to Jia Sidao.

Jia Sidao looked at Chen Dexing with his beard and asked in a low voice: "Qingzhi, what do you think?"

Chen Dexing glanced at Liang Chongru, then bowed and replied: "The official thought this is not bad. Maybe he can really make something to go in."

The Fuzhou floating bridge was not in his eyes. Niao Lin's 15,000 Mongolian army was no big deal... If it was unfolded on the plain, Chen Dexing might not be sure, but he was not at all worried about it on the river. In his opinion, Liang Chongru would only take the time to let the Eastern Army attack Fuzhou alone. Not to mention that Lv Wende would definitely send troops to cooperate, even the 20 three-layer oar boats and 8,000 soldiers of the Pili Navy were enough to deal with Niao Lin on the Yangtze River!

Jia Sidao nodded slightly and said softly: "Then do it like this, Wende, who will let Qing Zhier send troops?"

Lv Wende sat in the first seat of the right head. When he heard Jia Sidao's words, he quickly became respectful and crossed his hands and said, "The official thought that the son-in-law Fan Wenhu and his younger brother Lu Wenhuan can send troops together. Wenhuan is currently stationed in Wanzhou, with more than 30,000 troops, and Wenhu's navy has more than 10,000 troops. In addition, Qingzhi's 8,000 troops, there are almost 50,000 troops, which should be sufficient."

Hearing Lu Wende's deployment, an undetectable smile flashed across Liang Chongru's face. His father-in-law Lu Zhaoqi had long commented that Lu Wenhuan was greedy for life and fearing death, and Fan Wenhu was just a show. Both of them were useless!

Jia Sidao nodded silently and sent an order to Lu Wende: "The Eastern Army will have the Lv Jie envoy to be fully controlled, and I will wait for the good news in Jiangling!"

Then he went to Jiang Wanli and Liang Chongru and Taoism: "Gu Xin, Yi Fu, you will contact the Western Army... Envoy Lu Jie, when will he fight in Fuzhou again?"

Lu Wende calculated the days and replied: "The army advanced along the water and land. On the fifth day of the seventh month, we will be able to fight at Fuzhou Bridge!"

...

"Fuzhou is bound to win, after all, it is 50,000 people against 15,000. Even if Chongqing's soldiers do not come, they will have an advantage of 3 to 1! However, the battle in Fuzhou is just the beginning. Our Pili Navy must do a great cause in Sichuan! At least we must recover the entire Sichuan and leave the life of the Northern Khan!"

In the festival hall controlled by the Pili Navy, Chen Dexing spoke solemnly - at least to Lu Shihu, it sounded like a big talk. The Mongolian army in Sichuan is about 100,000 to 150,000! Only a few people in the Pili Navy? Can they recover the entire Sichuan? As for Mengge's life... it is not a joke to take the general's head among the 100,000 troops, let alone Mengge was still a great knight.

"Since ancient times, the invincible army has been fought! If our Pili Navy wants to become a strong force to support the Han people's country, tough battles are inevitable... Tell the brothers below that we are fighting tough battles when we enter Sichuan!"

Chen Dexing paused, slapped the table, and shouted: "No need to talk about it. After the training tomorrow morning, I will talk to my brothers in person!"

He took a breath and looked at Taoist Ren who followed him from Yangzhou: "Taoist, the army will be set off within three days, and the food and grass must be prepared. The civil servants must be at least 3,000 yuan. There must be an old boatman who is familiar with the water conditions of the Sichuan River. The dispatch fee will be 50,000 yuan of copper... All of these will be asked to go to the Sichuan Deputy Envoy's Office. In addition, let Yang Po'er set off with me. The other generals and families will stay in Jiangling for the time being."

Taoist Ren bowed silently and responded to his order. He was now in charge of gunpowder matters, but what he wanted to manage was not just gunpowder, but the logistics minister of the entire Pili Navy.

Seeing the Taoist priest retreat, Chen Dexing was stunned for a while, shook his head gently, and murmured himself in an almost inauspicious manner: "Princess Loli is good, but it is impossible to hand over military power for the princess. How can there be no hero like me in the world? Moreover, I have a witch, and I don't know if she can match the princess sisters..."

...

At this moment, in a large tent of golden tops in the outer Mongolian camp in Diaoyu City, Hezhou. Several important generals from several Mongolian army were all in a row, sitting cross-legged in the lower head, and each of them had a serious expression on their faces.

But in the upper head, Mengge Dahan was wearing military uniform and sitting on his sword. The majesty and murderous aura of such a king of a country was indeed incomparable to the Song Dynasty official in Lin'an.

In the silence, someone muttered first: "Khan, the reinforcements of the Southern Barbarians have reached Jiangling. I will soon go upstream. We will be able to stabilize the city..."

Mengge raised his hand suddenly and signaled the generals not to say anything else. He slowly said: "Although my great Mongolian soldiers cannot capture Diaoyu City, in the whole Sichuan, except for Diaoyu City, Luzhou City, Chongqing City and other few strong cities, aren't we allowed our great Mongolian cavalry to come and go?

Do you think I only care about one Diaoyu City? It’s just a castle. Just keep some people and horses to siege it. When the food is exhausted, you will naturally surrender. It’s not worth mentioning at all! In fact, I personally led the army here, just waiting for the army of the Southern Barbarians to come to the west!

Now the reinforcements of the Southern Barbarians are very close to my mind! If they don’t come to Sichuan and fight on the Yangtze River and Han River, Kublai Khan’s 100,000 troops will probably return without success. Now that they are coming to Sichuan, we are just in battle with it. Even if they cannot be completely wiped out, they will not be able to return east. As long as Kublai Khan takes over Jinghu, the Southern Barbarians will only perish or surrender!”

Mengge's tone was faint and seemed very calm. The pros and cons of the decisive battle with the Song army in Sichuan were clearly explained. All the generals were relieved after hearing this. It turned out that their khan was not confused yet, and the purpose of besieging the city was just to attack aid!

Are Mongolian warriors still afraid of going to war with the Southern Barbarians in the wild? Even if the terrain of Sichuan is not conducive to cavalry assault, wouldn’t the Mongolian army also capture most of Sichuan without any force?

Brother Meng suddenly stood up with a scimitar, his eyes flapped under his thick eyebrows and raised his beard and sneered: "Didn't the Southern Barbarians rely on the stones, sky thunder? Now I, the Great Mongolian, have the stones. Although the sky thunder has not been obtained yet, there are iron cannon fireballs. Fuzhou floating bridge is the place where the Southern Barbarian naval army is destroyed!"
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