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Chapter 438 The decisive battle in Guangxi (6) (1)

"No."

Zhao Dongting pondered for a few minutes, and finally shook his head, "If there is a failure there, it will be useless for us to rush to support now. There are more than 100,000 troops there. If the war has stopped, we run over to send sheep into the tiger's mouth. If Monto returns again, our army will be surrounded. Hey... Do you think Monto withdraws his troops, but is it intentionally trying to lure our army out of the city to provide assistance?"

Wen Tianxiang showed an unexpected look, "Maybe there is really such a possibility."

He did not think of this just now.

At this time, Qin Han said, "Emperor, no matter what Monto's intention is, we will be guarding Xiujiang Town now. If something really happens there, I think Yue Peng and Su Quandang will come back to report the news soon. Even if Monto wants to protect his strength, it doesn't matter if he runs away. He only has about 30,000 soldiers left, which will have no big impact on the entire battle situation."

Zhao Dongting nodded slightly, "Well. Just do that!"

Wen Tianxiang bowed his hand and left the hall again.

Qin Han asked Zhao Dongting, "It's just the emperor. If our army is really wiped out by the entire army, what should we do?"

Zhao Dongting said, "To be honest, I never thought about it. If this is the case, then our dynasty will be out of power. At that time, the entire army can only rush to Shuzhong, and even the foundation of Leizhou will have to be abandoned. Haha, Qin Han, what would you do if I lead my army to Shuzhong?"

Qin Han chose to keep silent again, as if he had not heard Zhao Dongting's words, but the light flashing in his eyes was enough to show that he was thinking about this.

Outside Xiujiang Town, the battle between the disciples of the Beggars' Sect and the two thousand cavalry of the Yuan army was soon over.

The masters of the Beggars' Sect are like dragons and tigers, and with Hong Wutian, the master of Zhenwu Realm, it is already difficult for the Yuan army cavalry to resist. After Zhang Hongwei led his more than 5,000 Tianxian Army under his command to arrive, he joined the battle group, which even caused the Yuan army cavalry to throw away his armor.

In the end, only more than a hundred people left of the two thousand yuan cavalry fled, and they were missing their whereabouts.

Zhang Hongwei led his army to guard the ragged disciples of the Beggar Gang back to Xiujiang Town.

Zhao Dongting had received a report from the scout, but did not want to neglect Hong Wutian, so he brought hundreds of personal guards, Xiao Yulin and others to the south of Xiujiang Town to greet him.

Seeing Hong Wutian walking in front and stride towards him, Zhao Dongting laughed loudly and said, "Senior Hong, I want to destroy me."

While speaking, he quickly walked forward to meet him.

Even with Hong Wutian's heart and nature, he felt quite flattered at this time.

The Southern Song Dynasty is different from the past. Zhao Dongting’s wise and divine martial arts reputation is no longer the little emperor with an unstable foundation.

But now, he is still so polite to Hong Wutian, and even respectful. If Hong Wutian is not moved, it would naturally be impossible.

He is the emperor, but he is just a beggar emperor. If he were just judging by strength, he would be far from comparable to Zhao Dongting now.

If Zhao Dongting is cold-hearted and disregards him, what can he do?

With a slight look on his face, Hong Wutian actually knelt down to the ground, "The grass man Hong Wutian has seen the emperor..."

But before he could kneel down, he was supported by Zhao Dongting, who was quick-witted and chuckled, "Senior, aren't you doing this to kill me?"

Zhao Dongting was always grateful to Hong Wutian for his kindness.
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