Mythical Qin: I, Gao Yao, will never be a eunuch!

"Report - General, Young Master Lu wants to see you!" A dusty messenger carrying a flag on his back rushed into the tent and knelt on one knee to report to Wang Ben and Wang Li. At this time, Wang Ben and his son Wang Li were sitting in front of a huge map, frowning and discussing whether they could use Hanzhong as a strategic point to re-arrange the plan in order to reverse the current unfavorable situation.

Hearing the messenger's report, Wang Ben couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, let the young master in." His tone revealed deep helplessness. Wang Ben is now over 60 years old, and the vicissitudes of life have carved ravines on his face. His once sharp eyes like a hawk now seem a little dim.

Especially after the tragic battle in Xianyang, this veteran felt exhausted physically and mentally. He recalled how majestic he was when he led the Qin army to fight north and south, sweeping across the six kingdoms. However, time flies, and the current situation is no longer the same as it used to be.

The Qin Empire has collapsed, and its former glory is gone. The fierce battle that lasted for more than ten days not only exhausted Wang Ben's physical strength, but also almost wore out all his will. At this moment, the only thing that supported him to continue was his loyalty to the country and his sense of responsibility as a soldier. But Wang Ben knew very well that his physical condition was getting worse and worse, and he was on the verge of collapse. Once this breath of energy was exhausted, I am afraid that it would be the end of his life.

Wang Li, who was standing nearby, saw that his father Wang Ben's face had turned even paler. His heart tightened, and he quickly asked with concern, "Father, are you okay..." His words were full of worry. Wang Ben shook his head slightly, and waved his hands to show that he was fine, but his shaking hands betrayed his true condition.

At this moment, Wang Ben's mind was as clear as a mirror. He knew very well that at this critical moment, he must not slack off or retreat. Because if he was careless and fell at this moment, the consequences would be disastrous - the morale of the army would plummet, the soldiers' morale would collapse in an instant, and even more seriously, it might lead to large-scale surrender to the enemy.

You know, relying on Wang Li alone, it is impossible to suppress those royal relatives who are ready to make a move. At this critical moment, Fusu finally repented at the last moment of his life, and resolutely entrusted the last hope of saving the Qin Dynasty to Wang Ben.

So, Wang Ben held back his energy, endured the fatigue and pain in his body, and always stayed at his post, determined not to let himself fall down so easily.

Not long after, everyone saw the young master Jiang Lu striding into the tent as fast as the wind. As soon as his figure appeared, the tent, which was originally a little noisy, instantly became quiet.

"Young Master!" "Young Master!" Although the current situation was extremely critical, Wang Ben and Wang Li still remembered the etiquette that they should follow as ministers of the Qin Dynasty. They stood up from their seats without hesitation and bowed to Young Master General Lu with solemn and respectful expressions. Their movements were in unison, showing the demeanor of experienced soldiers and their respect for their superiors.

At this time, Young Master General Lu had a solemn expression, his eyes were firm and deep. After looking around, he finally set his sights on Wang Ben, and said slowly, "Old General, there is no need to be so polite. After careful observation and deep thinking over this period of time, I have a clear understanding of the current predicament of our army. The current situation is grim and not optimistic. Therefore, I have a suggestion here, and I hope that the old general can accept it with an open mind."

This Prince General Lü was the sixth son of Qin Shi Huang. He was neither old nor young. He always kept a low profile and never showed off. Therefore, even a powerful and experienced veteran like Wang Ben had a vague impression of him. When Qin Shi Huang was in power, the affairs that Prince General Lü was responsible for were mostly limited to matters related to etiquette. Compared with military and national affairs, such work was really insignificant.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ben immediately responded with a cupped hand: "Sir, please feel free to speak! As long as this plan can help turn the tide of the war and save our army from danger, I will do my best to cooperate and implement it!"

"Young Master Gao is also the descendant of the late emperor. In fact, it is not a bad idea for him to flee to the southern border..." As soon as Jiang Luyi finished speaking, Wang Ben suddenly raised his head, looked at him directly with a sharp gaze, and said loudly without hesitation: "Young Master, there is no need to say more. I will never agree to surrender!" After that, Wang Ben frowned tightly, and a hint of anger appeared on his face.

This was not the first royal family member to come to him and make such a proposal. In recent days, similar words have been heard from time to time, making him feel angry and helpless.

"General, you have misunderstood. I am not advocating unconditional surrender. It is just that the current situation is extremely unfavorable to us, and surrender is only a stopgap measure. Judging from the current situation of our army, I believe that General knows the difficulties better than anyone else. How long can we hold out? Half a year is probably the limit. Even so, we still need to be vigilant against various other thorny problems that may arise."

At this point, General Lü Yi paused for a moment, observing the changes in Wang Ben's expression. Seeing that Wang Ben did not interrupt or refute, he continued, "Before I came to see the old general, I specifically asked the soldiers who had returned from the battle. According to them, the strength of the Southern Border Army is not inferior to ours, and is even better in some aspects. Not to mention the quality of the soldiers and tactical strategies, the weapons and equipment alone are far more advanced than ours. In addition, it is said that there is a mysterious weapon in the Southern Border Army that is shaped like a thunderbolt, and its power is staggering. Facing such a powerful army, old general, what do you think is the chance of our army winning?"

Listening to General Lu talking about his views and ideas, Wang Ben couldn't help but fall into deep thought. He stared at the eloquent General Lu in front of him. He had never thought that this young master General Lu could have such eloquence.

Wang Ben was naturally aware of what General Lu knew. After all, as a veteran with a lot of experience, he had a deep and thorough understanding of the situation. It was precisely because he knew the complexity and difficulty of the situation that he felt torn at the moment, not knowing how to respond to General Lu's words.