Zhu Youjian: Taizu has an order! kill!

"Mobile them?"

"This is not good."

"We don't have His Majesty's permission."

Wen Tiren immediately shook his head upon hearing this.

Zheng Zhilong and Xu Xinsu are not ordinary people.

The soldiers and horses in their hands are the foundation of the future Great Minghai.

If I leave it here, I’m afraid I won’t be able to explain it!

"It's okay, you have the Emperor's Sword anyway."

"If Your Majesty blames you, Mr. Wen will just stand in the way."

"Anyway, as long as Nanjing can be defended, His Majesty will never kill you."

However, Mo Shan waved his hand and didn't care at all about what Wen Tiren said.

It doesn't matter.

It’s not that I’m unlucky, why should I think about it so much.

"hiss..."

"Mo Shan, it's only been a few days since I dared to like you, so don't force me to curse!"

"You have the nerve to say such things!"

Listen to what bullshit this is!

Is this me the one who takes the blame?

Doesn't your conscience hurt if you play like this?

"You are Zuo Zhuguo, the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty!"

"Now he holds the Emperor's Sword, which represents the imperial power."

"Who are you going to carry this on if you don't carry it on your back?"

"I?"

Mo Shan rolled his eyes and was speechless.

It's just a matter of letting you take the blame.

As long as Nanjing is defended, Your Majesty will recognize the loss no matter how great it is!

"Didn't I give you the Emperor's Sword?"

"You carry it!"

"At this point, you want me to take the blame for you?"

"absurd!"

These words made Wen Tiren even more angry!

Oh shit.

The Sword of Heaven is not in your hand.

You are the one giving the orders now!

"Okay, okay, you yourself know that I can't bear this responsibility."

"If Your Majesty really wants to cause trouble, he will definitely come to you."

"Just say it's okay."

"It's your choice to get scolded or leave Nanjing."

Mo Shan was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy.

This old boy is very smart, he must have figured it out and pretended to be confused.

Just one sentence!

Is that okay?

"you!"

"That's all..."

"I was born with an unlucky fate."

"Okay, I agree."

"But let's make an agreement first. If His Majesty wants to chop off my head, you must stop him."

Wen Tiren's face turned slightly dark, and he clenched his fists and wanted to curse.

But in the end I held it in.

He shook his head in agreement.

If Nanjing is lost, he will not even have the chance to go back and be scolded.

He didn't want to lose his head more than being scolded.

"It sounds like His Majesty is really going to kill you."

"Since you have no objection, let them know as soon as possible."

"Send half of your troops into the city and the rest to garrison on the shore."

"If there is a chance, they still need to rush in and destroy King Chu's offensive."

Seeing that Wen Tiren finally stopped talking nonsense.

Mo Shan quickly stated his arrangement here.

With his back to the shore and the fire support of the fleet, King Chu would not attack rashly as long as there was nothing wrong with him.

With such an army watching outside, the King of Chu would definitely deploy manpower for defense.

It can be regarded as a disguised reduction in defensive pressure.

"Sure, I'll have someone make arrangements right away."

"But Mo Shan, please tell me everything."

"If the King of Chu gathers all his troops to attack, how certain are you?"

Wen Tiren nodded and had no objection to this arrangement.

He has already seen Mo Shan's ability in arranging troops.

Not to mention being comparable to the generals in the DPRK, at least he is better than those half-full buckets of water.

Just listen to him.

However, Wen Tiren is a little worried about the defensive pressure.

Although Nanjing City has not been attacked by bandits so far.

But a large part of the credit lies in the Mohist organization.

However, as time went by, the Mohist organization was exhausted.

The outside world can’t add in for the time being.

Visible to the naked eye, the difficulty of defense has been increasing in recent days.

Wen Tiren was really worried that something would go wrong during the decisive battle.

"I can't say that."

"If we just talk about the strength of both sides leaning back, I think it's 60%."

"But with the support of the people, I am 70% sure that we can hold on."

"Actually, as long as we delay the first few waves of offensive, we will basically win."

"So get ready."

"This is the first and decisive battle!"

Seventy percent is already not low.

After all, they are all militiamen, and there are too many uncontrollable factors.

Mo Shan could only do his best.

However, he believed that he would not be able to achieve anything just by relying on King Chu's approach.

Without the support of the people, he is nothing but a bullshit emperor.

At best, they are just gangsters who coerce the people.

"Seventy percent..."

"Okay, I understand."

Wen Tiren raised his hands after hearing this.

It was a bit higher than he expected.

That's good news.

I don’t know if His Majesty’s reinforcements have been sent.

He was really a little haggard after sleeping on the battlefield every day.

After this battle, he may have reached the age of retirement.

Wen Tiren has already thought about it.

As long as he can enter Lingyan Pavilion, he will abdicate instantly.

Then he stays behind closed doors and waits to enter the body.

In this way, as long as you don't rebel, the court will not collapse.

Then his position in Lingyan Pavilion is as stable as an old dog!

Of course, part of the reason was that he smelled the smell of gunpowder in the future court.

After the Mohists come out, they will definitely settle things with the Confucians.

Plus several others...

He really has no interest in continuing to get involved.

Being His Majesty's chess piece carries the risk of being sacrificed.

It would be a smart person to retreat immediately after getting this legendary achievement.

Mo Shan didn't know that Wen Tiren was already thinking about retirement.

He quickly explained the other arrangements before rushing towards the blacksmith workshop.

During this period, he deliberately reduced the use of various Mohist institutions.

The reason is not just to accumulate more trump cards.

Now is the time to take it out to open the eyes of the enemy!

Now that he has left the mountain, Mo Shan will never allow the reputation of the Mo family to be ruined by his own hands.

This city!

Even if everything from the Mo family is blocked, we must defend it!

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For a time, the atmosphere around Nanjing was extremely depressing.

Both sides are well prepared.

Quietly waiting for the day of the decisive battle to come.

And on the sea.

Zheng Zhilong, who received the news, immediately became energetic after reading Mo Shan's order!

He was almost bored to death floating on the sea every day!

It is said to be to prevent Japanese pirates, but the Japanese pirates are now fighting Mao Wenlong to death.

There was no time to attack Nanjing.

This caused their two fleets to watch the show here for a long time.

They are all a little sleepy!

"Finally it's our turn to earn military merit."

"Go and notify the entire army!"

"Quickly dock to support Nanjing."

"Although we are not one of the Four Elephant Legions, we are still the elite of the Ming Dynasty."

"This attack must let the King of Chu know clearly what it means to be untouchable by the power of the court!"

"How dare a mere little king kick our jobs."

"Nothing to say, we must interrogate him!"

Zheng Zhilong is now a die-hard supporter of the court.

He is not stupid, he knows very well that his title is bound to His Majesty.

If the King of Chu succeeds, he may not be finished in a matter of minutes given his background.

Therefore, King Chu must die!

Only in this way can we continue to cooperate happily with the court.

No one can stop him from fighting for a title for his son!

nobody!