Li Xiu's strategy of retreating first and advancing later did not have a complete chance of winning, because when Lu Zheng asked Li Xiu to use this strategy, he did not consider that Song Wensong would divide the troops.

Song Wensong had only more than 20,000 troops in total, and the troops were consumed. In addition, after the siege was lost, there were only more than 10,000 people under his command. Such a small number of troops were divided, which was like a pie falling from the sky for Li Xiu.

Song Wensong's army was showing off its might in the south, and Li Xiu immediately sent troops to attack Shengjing directly. He did not even use Shengjing's internal aid. The army captured the city in half a day. The five thousand men left behind Song Wensong died in battle and captured 3,000 alive. These three thousand people were directly killed by Li Xiu on the spot. What a guy, he killed 3,000 people and hung the heads of the three thousand people outside Shengjing City. Such a scene was simply a tragedy on earth.

When Song Wensong heard the news during the march, he was so angry that he burst out a mouthful of old blood, and he couldn't bear it! This was absolutely impossible! But in this world, he doesn't believe in temper, but only his strength. After Song Wensong lost five thousand troops, the power in his hand could no longer be able to do whatever he wanted in Liaodong.

It is no exaggeration to say that this time his adventure of sending troops to Liaodong failed and he failed!

"Why? Why is this? Why did God give birth to me, Song Wensong, and then have Lu Zheng? Could it be that the one with the surname Lu was born to defeat me?" Song Wensong sighed to the sky. He pulled out his sword directly, raised it and wiped it on his neck. Fortunately, he saw the opportunity quickly and rushed forward to catch him, otherwise...

Far away, in an independent military tent, Di Qinghai watched Song Wensong's "performance", and his heart was already cold at this moment.

He was extremely disappointed with Song Wensong. Imagine which hero would act like Song Wensong? He was never afraid of failure in this world, but he made low-level mistakes repeatedly and fell in one place repeatedly, which was unforgivable.

Song Wensong’s mistake is too low-level. Such mistakes are regretful. The key is that one mistake will make him doomed. No matter how powerful Di Qinghai is, he cannot be resurrected!

What should I do now? The good situation of the Northwest Army was lost, and the future was confused. Di Qinghai could not find a way for Song Wensong for a while!

Taking Shengjingcheng, Song Wensong thought he had won Liaodong. Now he thinks how naive and ridiculous it is. This guy didn’t even sit on the butt in Shengjingcheng. Where did he get the confidence that he took Liaodong?

With a long sigh, Di Qinghai slowly put down his tent, and at the same time, Song Wensong had already run outside his tent. Song Wensong knelt outside, howled and cried, saying:

"Mr. Di, I, Song Wensong, are just a thing that is worse than pigs and dogs. I, Song Wensong, are a bastard who is not right or wrong, and loyal and treacherous. Mr. Di, you must forgive me no matter what. As long as the teacher is willing to forgive me, I, Song Wensong, promise to follow my advice from now on, and never be stubborn again. I swear here today that if Song Wensong violates his oath, he will be hit by five thunders!"

Di Qinghai sighed through the curtain and said, "Prince, there are always people in this world who cannot do anything. I, Di Qinghai, are not a god, but also an ordinary person. How can I be resurrected?

It is no exaggeration to say that now you are in a state of great success. Liaodong no longer has your foothold. Liaodong has lost, where can you go?"

Song Wensong said: "We retreated from Lianshan and continued to guard the northwest. The northwest terrain has a bottom for us and the territory is vast. We lie on firewood and taste gall, and deal with Lu Zheng for a long time. At most, we can spend our whole life, and we will never let Lu Zheng unify the northwest one day!"

Di Qinghai sneered and said, "Prince, what do you think the northwest looks like at this time? If what I expected was not bad, the news that Shengjing was recaptured by Li Xiu had already been passed on the road at this time.

When Lu Zheng from the Two Rivers received the news, the first thing he did would do would be to urgently orders from Brother Northwest to make Liu Song attack at all costs! The northwest was empty, and this was no secret. Liu Song was strong under his command, and Yincheng could not stop it. After the Yincheng was lost, Liangzhou would also be lost. Even if the old prince had three heads and six arms, he had no soldiers in his hand!

It is hard to cook without rice. The loss of Liangzhou has become a foregone conclusion. There is no suspense about this matter!"

When Song Wensong heard Di Qinghai's analysis, he knelt on the ground and cried on the ground, howling and cried. He cried, "It's all because of me. I harmed my father and I harmed the soldiers of the northwest! The father gave me the northwest to me, which was really wrong!

I, Song Wensong, are ashamed of the elders and fellow villagers in the northwest, and are ashamed of my ancestors and ancestors of the Song family!”

Song Wensong's performance made many soldiers around him cry. Everyone's soldiers knelt down with him, and someone said in tears: "Prince, stop talking! I have never blamed me for being there!"

"Prince, having the truth is life and death, fate, wealth and honor are in heaven. All this has long been destined by God. How can we blame the prince? Prince, for the sake of our plan, we have no way out. We will die at all. Let's just fight to the death. We will fight in Liaodong. We attack Shengjing again. Isn't Shengjing no longer the equipment to defend the city? Even if we have only ten people left in Shengjing, ten of us can kill the Lu family, the Gu family, and the Chen family.

Kill all these bastards, and let the world know that General, you must be determined to be enemies with Lu Zheng even if you die!"

When the generals heard these words, they all expressed their support. You should know that although Song Wensong had many weaknesses, one thing was the most valuable, that is, this kid was really not afraid of death when fighting, especially he dared to sacrifice his life to fight.

The generals are not afraid of death, and they are naturally very brave. The generals under Song Wensong are basically desperate. They will never be afraid if they fight to the death at critical moments!

Seeing that the generals were excited and trying their best, Di Qinghai sneered: "You are just brave enough for every man. If you fight all our strength, the prince will become the commander alone. Liaodong is his burial place!"

"You old man, the prince treats you like this, but you sarcastically say that you really think we dare not kill you?"

Song Wensong's face changed and he said briskly: "Nonsense, you bastard dare to be rude to Mr. Di. I'm looking for death! Do you believe it or not, I will rectify you immediately?"

Song Wensong bowed again and said, "Mr. Di, for the sake of this plan, you can only point out a clear way for us!"

Di Qinghai lifted the curtain and walked out slowly. He looked into the distance and said, "There is only one way now. We will go out to Shandong, take down Jeju, capture Emperor Xinde, and then use the emperor to order the princes to separatist rulers in Shandong. We still have a glimmer of hope!"

Song Wensong said: "Mr. Di, it is easy to take Shandong, but Shandong has been a remote place since ancient times and is not easy to defend. Can we defend Shandong?"

"Haha!" Di Qinghai laughed and said, "Whether you can defend Shandong or not depends on whether Lu Zheng will do his best to save Shandong! In fact, Lu Zheng has no strength anymore, and Liaodong is actually empty. We have failed this time, which will inevitably make them consolidate Liaodong again and increase their troops in Liaodong!

In the Central Plains, Lu Zheng always faces pressure from Jiangnan and the capital, and his life is actually very difficult! Another more important point is that after the prince takes Shandong, he can get a good deal of Huainan Road and re-transport with Jiangnan. In this way, a world can be built in Jiangnan and the east. It will be difficult for Lu Zheng to swallow us for a while!"

Di Qinghai talked freely. He was worthy of being a top strategist. In a short time, he came up with a way for Di Qinghai. Although this path is very narrow, it was the best solution for Lu Zheng at the moment.

Lu Zheng pondered for a long time and said, "It's time for this, we can only listen to Mr. Di's plan and obey my orders. The army immediately buried the pot and cooked the rice. After a full meal, we raised our horses and quickly left Liaodong and headed straight for Shandong. We will attack Jeju, Shandong in the fifth day. Can you know?"

"We all know that we all follow the prince's instructions, and only the prince's leader is following!" The soldiers in the crowd shouted to the sky, and this shout had a good morale.

Song Wensong felt a little comforted, and Di Qinghai's emotions gradually calmed down, and he had a little hope for Song Wensong. He came to Song Wensong and said:

"Prince, what the old prince left to you is an elite cavalry among the elite. The strength of this force is not in the offense or defense, but in the fact that after repeated failures, the army is still full of morale. This is the cavalry trained by the Turks!"

Song Wensong said: "Yes, this is the best gift my father left to me. Unfortunately, I didn't cherish it and didn't use this soldier well!

Mr. Di, don’t worry, this time my experience is unforgettable. I will listen to my words carefully. We must win in Shandong this time!

The biggest problem of my Song Wensong in my life is pride. I am defeated by Lu Zheng because of my own weakness. Lu Zheng is strong here. This guy can find the weakness of human nature at any time and then attack quickly. I, Song Wensong, is really much worse than him!

Therefore, the only thing I can rely on is Mr. Di. I regret not listening to Mr. Xu before, making mistakes repeatedly, and putting myself in a desperate situation. I will never again!"

Song Wensong and Di Qinghai were talking, and at this time the night gradually lowered, and Song Wensong led the army to disappear into the vast Gobi stall.

...

Lianghe River, Bianzhou, Henan, Lu Zheng couldn't fall asleep late at night. He was thinking about Liaodong over and over again. I don't know what the situation in Shengjing was? The key is that his wife and Ying'er had said to have left Shengjing long ago, but they never reached Lianghe River. Now where are they?

After the night passed, suddenly the voice of the doorman came from outside. Lu Zheng knew something was wrong and immediately sat up and said, "Hurry up, let his mother come in, what's going on?"

The doorman came in to report, with a happy expression on his face and said, "Prince, I just received an urgent report from 800 miles. General Li Xiu has captured Shengjing again, killed two thousand enemies and captured three thousand enemies. A great victory!"
Chapter completed!