Guo Jia reached out and pulled up the chessboard, saying angrily.
After losing six out of ten games, I feel so angry that I often end up failing in the last step.
"Hahaha, Fengxiao, you are wrong. You can't afford to lose. It's just Shitan Pure Fragrance Spring. You are so stingy..."
Tian Feng, who was on the opposite side, was not angry. He was ridiculing while putting the chess pieces into the box.
"The days are almost here. I guess Liu Cong will be unable to hold on anymore. I just don't know whether he wants to fight to the death or cede territory and seek peace?"
Guo Jia looked at his friend cleaning up the chessboard and said with a smile. The anger just now was long gone.
"I think Liu Cong is coming to ask for peace..."
Guo Jia and Tian Feng were laughing and talking, but there was silence in the Jizhou Mufu.
The master of the palace, Liu Cong, was sitting directly above and his face was ashen. He never expected that his uncle Cai Mao's 80,000-strong army was actually defeated, and 50% of the 50,000-man troops he sent were also destroyed by Pang Tong.
The men and horses who broke through the encirclement were trapped in Yakugou with their uncle.
Ten urgent letters for help arrived in the Jizhou Mufu every day, and even Liu Cong couldn't sit still.
I wanted to send more troops, but I found that many generals were just trying to push back.
It was either that the journey was too long or that there was insufficient food and grass. In addition, navy commander Huang Zu had defected to Liu Bei, and his advisers also left one after another.
"This white-eyed wolf, this palace master treats him well and even gave Xinye a place to stay..."
Liu Cong was so angry that he threw several vases, but it still didn't help.
"Can you guys tell me what to do?"
Liu Cong felt a headache and pressed his temples. Although he was talking about everyone, there were actually not many people there.
Counselors Pang Ji, Kuai Liang, generals Li Yan, Wang Wei...
I remember that when my father was alive, there were twenty or thirty civil servants and military officers, but now there are only six or seven people in the council chamber.
At the same time, the news that Liu Qi was awarded the title of Renyonghou had already spread.
General Cai Mao went out without a name, but was still defeated. The counselors and generals below were whispering.
"The strength of the Jizhou Mufu has been greatly damaged, and I'm afraid it won't be able to recover in a few years or even ten years."
"Yes, as the eldest son Liu Qi grows stronger, the Jizhou Mufu will be in danger..."
The following sentences made Liu Cong even more angry.
At this moment, Pang Ji suddenly stood up and said with his hands clasped.
"Master of the palace, I think it's better to negotiate peace with the eldest son as early as possible."
Hearing this, Liu Cong wanted to throw the vase again, but he still held it back.
"Why does Mr. Pang say that? We in Jizhou Mufu still have hundreds of thousands of soldiers, and Fancheng only has more than 50,000 soldiers."
"Master, Pang Tong surrounded and refused to kill because he probably wanted Jizhou to send more reinforcements. I thought that if I rushed in with 50,000 reinforcements, I would only be able to leave 20,000 people, and I would lose more than half."
"Moreover, this man is like a god with his troops, and his tactics of using human waves are simply to deliver food. Now that the rise of Fancheng has become unstoppable, it is better to seek peace as soon as possible."
After counselor Pang Ji finished speaking, Kuai Liang also stood up and said.
"I think Mr. Pang's words are reasonable. General Cai Mao still has 50,000 troops. If Fancheng is pushed into a hurry, these 50,000 troops may be in danger."
Listening to the counselor's words, Liu Cong felt a headache again. He didn't know that this guy was thinking about his brother's safety.
Of course, I am also worried about the safety of my uncle Cai Mao. Now the Jizhou Mufu is completely intimidated by Cai Mao.
If something unexpected happens to my uncle, I am afraid that my position as the master of the palace will also be in danger, but I am too unwilling to do so.
"General Li, General Wang, what do you two think?"
Hearing the palace master's question, Li Yan stood up and said: "Palace Master, I think it is better to seek peace first. Now the front is tight, the rear is even more lacking in food and grass, and the military morale is lost..."
"The final general agrees with General Li's statement..."
General Wang Wei also said the same thing. Compared with generals such as Huo Jun and Wei Yan, his abilities were far behind.
If you go up there, you will probably lose even half a round. It's better not to fight. Isn't it nice to live a leisurely life every day?
Liu Cong was originally a person with high ambitions but low vision. Since he succeeded to the position of palace master, he has lost his enterprising spirit.
Seeing everyone saying this, my heart was changing. At present, the most important thing is to save my uncle Cai Mao.
"But who is going to make peace with Liu Qi?"
After hearing the words of the master of the palace above, counselor Pang Ji felt shameless in his heart. What does peace mean? It means asking for peace.
You and the eldest son are brothers, so go and admit your mistakes and say a few nice words.
Marquis Renyong has just been granted a title by the emperor, and he has family ties connected by blood. He will still be a little embarrassed, and he will eventually retreat.
I thought about how wise and powerful the old palace master was, and how he managed to build such a huge family business by himself, but I didn't expect that the second young master had only succeeded to the position of palace master for more than a year, but he had caused such chaos in Jizhou.
It seemed that he had to plan a way out early. Although Pang Ji thought so in his heart, he could not say this with his mouth.
"Master of the palace, I think you can ask Uncle Liu Bei and Emperor Liu to mediate the matter of peace."
"What? Liu Bei is going to mediate?"
The palace master Liu Cong who was sitting on top stood up suddenly. This Liu Bei seemed to be quite honest and a relative, but this time he actually took advantage of the situation.
When the naval general Huang Zu heard that he was invited to drink, he worshiped his lord at that time.
What's more, counselor Liu Xian actually joined Xinye. He originally wanted to wait for his uncle Cai Mao to come back one day to go to Liu Bei for an explanation, but now he has to ask for an explanation from him first.
Liu Cong felt a hundred unwillingness in his heart. This was too frustrating.
"Mr. Pang, isn't there anyone more suitable than Liu Bei?"
Liu Cong asked, clenching his fists.
Pang Ji knew that Palace Master Liu Cong would ask this question, so he clasped his hands and said, "If Palace Master you go in person, it will naturally be much more suitable than Liu Bei..."
ah!
Liu Cong sat down on the big chair and couldn't help but loosen his fists.
It is impossible for Liu Qi to go to him by himself. He is now the head of the entire Jizhou Mufu. He holds great power and controls the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people. How can he go?
"I think Mr. Pang is extremely talented, so why not try to negotiate peace with Liu Qi first..."
When Pang Ji heard what the palace master said, he had no choice but to respond with his hands clasped.
"Reporting to the general, the Tiger Blade Army has surrounded the outside with water. The general tried to open a gap, but Huang Zhong's marksmanship was too powerful."
The forward Wei Yan said dejectedly, thinking that he was also a general who fought in the north and south, but he couldn't defeat an unknown soldier. It was so embarrassing.
After hearing the words of the forward Wei Yan, the general Cai Mao waved his hand feebly.
Although more than 20,000 reinforcements rushed in, his own army was trapped in the "Yak Ditch".
Surrounded by mountains on three sides, towering into the clouds, the surrounding mountains and rocks are rugged, making it impossible for 50,000 soldiers and horses to evacuate over the mountains.
Any armor without weapons would become a living target, not to mention that if these 50,000 men could not be brought back to Jizhou, he, the general, would become a mere commander.