Chapter 949 A dead Taoist friend is not dead but a poor Taoist

Chapter 949: I would rather die than let my friend die

Shui Gaoyang then said reluctantly:

"It's not that I don't want to say it, but this method is really damaging to the harmony of the Dingbei Army. I just think that since Duanmu Xiong is unwilling to release the grain, then we should find a way to make him agree to release the grain. As long as we have this grain, we can get out of the northern border. After leaving the northern border and heading south, we can send people to collect grain along the way. The old prince is highly respected and led our Dingbei Army to fight for the country and guard the border for Dai Yue. The people and wealthy families along the way are grateful for the old prince and our kindness. They must obediently send grain to help us go to the capital to seek justice for the prince?"

After this statement was made, everyone thought about it carefully and felt that it made some sense.

Although some generals thought that this was not good, the old prince was strict in military discipline and never allowed the Dingbei Army soldiers to oppress the people. If the old prince woke up and knew about this, he would definitely punish them.

But, on second thought, this is the only way now. If we don't take the initiative to attack, once the capital starts to act, the Dingbei Army will be destroyed and the old prince will not be able to be avenged.

Well, it would be better to risk violating military discipline and give it a try.

"My nephew's idea is the only solution we can have now. But how can we get Duanmu Xiong to agree to release the grain? He doesn't agree with our attack on Beijing at all, so how could he give us the grain?"

Huang Dabiao said in a muffled voice.

Shui Gaoyang glanced at him, his eyes rolled, and he said again in an awkward tone:

"Uncle Huang, I think only you can do this."

"I?"

Huang Dabiao pointed at himself, full of self-doubt:

"I can't get along with that old guy. We always end up arguing after we talk for three sentences. How can I possibly persuade him to change his mind?"

Shui Gaoyang smiled:

"Uncle Huang, after all, you followed my father to build the country together. You are my father's capable lieutenant general. I remember that you have a good relationship with Lieutenant General Xu under General Duanmu. Why don't you ask Lieutenant General Xu for help first?"

"This……"

Although Huang Dabiao is a little fierce, he is not stupid.

He knew what Shui Gaoyang meant by help. Wasn't that asking General Xu to betray his master?

Although he had a deep friendship with Lieutenant General Xu, it was precisely because of this that he did not want his good brother to betray his master.

Shui Gaoyang naturally understood the worries of this big fool, and he smiled and comforted him:

"Don't worry, Uncle Huang. We are only doing this to avenge the prince. I believe General Duanmu will not blame General Xu. How about this, you stay and I will discuss the details with you and come up with a perfect plan that will definitely not embarrass you and General Xu."

Huang Dabiao frowned and said nothing reluctantly.

The other generals saw that Shui Gaoyang had already come up with an idea and that they didn't need to put in any effort, so they naturally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly found excuses to escape.

Before leaving, several generals looked at Huang Dabiao with sympathy.

If you want to get food from General Duanmu, who firmly disagrees with the attack on Beijing, I'm afraid he won't use fair means.

It is conceivable that this will definitely offend General Duanmu.

The prince is in a coma, General Shui has passed away, and now the highest-ranking official in the Dingbei Army camp is General Duanmu.

No one wants to offend General Duanmu. Anyway, it is better for me to die than for my friend to die. As long as I don’t do that, it will be fine.

The other generals fled from the Water Palace in a hurry, leaving only Huang Dabiao with a reluctant look on his face.