[Southern Song Dynasty] Splendid mountains and rivers

Wu Jie is a smart person, otherwise he would not have come up with such a way of attacking him by surprise.

Zhao Yuan just mentioned this a little bit, and he understood the key point.

"My lord!" A princess said hastily, "You can't leave us alone!"

The noble lady from Bianliang who used to be domineering and domineering, her social status has been reduced to the lowest in this wilderness.The concubines, concubines, and even the maids here have rarely begged others since they were young, especially these "thieves supporting the army" who are looked down upon by others.But now, they have become life-saving driftwood, and they are the only ones.

Wu Jie raised his hand and roared, "Who knows Jurchen?"

Song and Jin have been at war for a long time, but most of the army and battalion can understand Jurchen's words.

So the people who responded also roared in unison: "Some meeting!!!"

The word "some" is equivalent to "I" in later generations.It took Zhao Yuan a long time to get used to it.

She looked at Wu Jie quietly for a moment, and then said: "I will too."

Perhaps it was because of staying up too long last night, Zhao Yuan's voice was a bit hoarse, plus she was covered in mud and water, and she was so embarrassed that no one of the surrounding Bianliang noble ladies compared her to the original peerless and elegant girl. Fu Di Ji contacted.

Wu Jie nodded, and divided his soldiers into two groups.Escorting the emperor, concubine, and maids all the way back from the path, stripping off Jin Bing's clothes, cutting off Jin Bing's beard and sticking it on, pretending to be a defeated remnant soldier, and returning to the Jin camp with a dejected look on his face.

Zhao Yuan didn't follow immediately, she was busy releasing the maids in the space one by one.

Fortunately, the entire space was cast in copper and iron, and the maids just thought they had a nightmare, or went to the fairy's mansion to play once.When other people asked about it, they were only vague about the past, never mentioning what happened in the past two days.

Most importantly, no one would associate this wonderful "immortal mansion" with the disheveled girl in the corner.This is why Zhao Yuan dared to bring them into the space and then brought them out immediately.

Zhao Yuan has a lot of ghost ideas, and Wu Jie is also a bold and talented person.

By the time the "remnant soldiers" staggered back to the golden camp, the sky had turned.

She didn't know what method Wu Jie had used to confuse him. In short, when she slipped quietly to the front of the Jinbing camp, she was immediately dragged aside with her mouth and nose covered.The faint scent of green grass came from behind her, mixed with the killing intent after bathing in blood, which made her calm down instantly.

"It's me." The voice of the person behind him was also faint and quite familiar.

Zhao Yuan struggled a little, broke free from the hand covering his mouth and nose, turned his head, and asked him seriously: "Didn't you withdraw?"

Zhong Yi laughed softly.

go?

How could the children of the Zhong family leave before the strong captives were broken and the rivers and mountains were not returned!

There was a faint smile in Zhong Yi's eyes: "His Royal Highness King Kang personally appointed General Zong, and now he has gathered all the troops on the south bank. Before I went north, three thousand imperial students were running around in the capital camp, and General Zong personally caught the knife. , King Kang was imprisoned, and Li Xianggong beheaded..."

His voice suddenly dropped a little, and there was a trace of scarlet in his eyes: "On the bank of the Yellow River, beside the big banner of 'Western Army crosses and beheaded', I beheaded him! That flag, also cut..."

Since then, the ban on the Western Army not crossing the Yellow River has been broken.

These silent and tough Guanshan men worked hard and rafted across the white waves of the Yellow River, giving Jin Bing a head-on blow.

"As you expected, it's not bad at all." Zhong Yi's eyes were full of amazement, "It didn't take long before I received a message from the military pigeon. The fourth prince Wushu only brought a team of soldiers and light cavalry, and he drove around day and night. Come here. It won't take three to five days, and you will meet him head-on."

Zhao Yuan listened quietly without saying a word.

"Listen." Zhong Yi slightly turned his body to the side, motioning her to look at the shattered Jinbing camp.

Inside the camp, it was "our own people" who were chopping each other.

Wu Jie led a small group of Song troops pretending to be "defeated remnants", and "fleeed" to the Golden Camp with their tails between their legs like a panicked dog, just in line with the corresponding outpost of the Western Army.At this time, the Jin soldiers had been divided into two groups. One group fought with the old general Zong Zezong thirty miles away, and the other group was cut in half by Wu Jie and then wiped out in half.The movement in Jinying now is that Wu Jie is "cleaning up the mess".

"Wait for the fourth prince of the Kingdom of Jin to join us, and we will make him wear red and colorful clothes all over his body." Zhong Yi's smile was a bit sinister, perhaps because he remembered the robe Ze who died in battle.

Zhao Yuan opened his mouth, wanting to comfort him, but couldn't say a word.

Zhong Yi exhaled heavily.

"Did I scare you just now?" His expression suddenly became a little indifferent, "I am used to life and death on the battlefield, so I am naturally not as considerate as Young Master Jingzhong. Diji shouldn't show such a shocked expression."

Zhao Yuan shook his head: "I didn't think about anything, my lord is too worried."

Zhong Yi was taken aback.

"...Also, as I said, I am no longer Di Ji." She looked at Jin Ying, who was screaming loudly, in a daze.

Zhong Yi asked in a low voice: "If... if one day, our Song Dynasty can welcome back the two emperors and revive the mountains and rivers..."

"Then I will naturally sit high on the water pavilion in Bianliang, watching the young man in fresh clothes and angry horse, full of red sleeves." Zhao Yuan said, and couldn't help laughing out loud, "It's still early. Jin Liao is in Mobei, to take back the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun, to swallow Xixia's wolf ambitions, and three years later..." Three years later, the Kingdom of Jin will support the puppet Qi Liuyu in the Guanshan generation, and fight against Lin'an.

- I won't let this happen.

——I will be the butterfly that stirred up the Atlantic storm, and it must be that butterfly!

Zhao Yuan tilted his head and glanced at Zhong Yi: "We should go in."

Zhong Yi let out a "huh".

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The crowd tactics, occasionally still have an advantage.

Ever since Zhao Gou ruthlessly beheaded Li Bangyan on the south bank of the Yellow River, and the Western Army Xiangjun crossed the Yellow River mightily, and Zong Ze personally took command, everyone has put all their energy into hacking Tie Futu to death.If the normal methods cannot be used, they will be burned with fire, flooded with water, and trapped with quicksand.Especially the quicksand at the end, Zhong Yi played it superbly, until the broken golden soldier was damaged by seven or eight.

Facts have proved that there is still a scientific basis for near-ink Zhehei.

Under the influence of Zhao Yuan, a Storm Butterfly who has endlessly spooky ideas and never leaves his hands, the son of the Chong family, who could only fight in peace, finally came to his senses.Being upright and suave is what literati do. ​​On the battlefield, swords and guns don't have eyes, and whoever wins is the boss.

Therefore, when the two Song armies finally encircled the dilapidated Golden Camp, the first thing that came to the fore was: Wanyan Zongbi is coming, should we invite you into the urn or kill with one blow?

Please enter the urn, the urn is ready-made.

One hit kills, and the killer is ready-made.

Most of the Song soldiers who stayed in Jinying took a deep breath. They wanted to hang Wushu, the fourth prince of the Kingdom of Jin, the sworn enemy of the Song people, on the north bank of the Yellow River. Even Wu Jie and Zhong Yi raised their hands in favor.The long-established veteran Zong Ze only left one sentence: This son must be killed.

In the end, Zhong Yi asked Zhao Yuan more: "Does Di Ji think it is appropriate to kill him at this time?"

Zhao Yuan replied: "The sudden death of the two princes of the Kingdom of Jin will naturally damage the morale of the Jin people. But in this way, the throne of the Kingdom of Jin will definitely fall on the younger brother Wu Qimai, and there will be no more doubts .”

Zhong Yi was silent for a while.

Zhao Yuan was in a daze: "I'm just thinking, should Da Song go all out, or rest for the time being?"

"The most important thing Song Dynasty should do at this time is to welcome back the second emperor." Wu Jie, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said.

Zhao Yuan smiled wryly: "At least within half a year, it is pure fantasy to welcome back the two emperors."

"Then let's kill..." Wu Jie looked at the north, his eyes were dark and inexplicable.

"Can……"

Zhao Yuan was "yes" for a long time, but he didn't "know" why.

In her opinion, if Zong Bi were to make a trick, it would be enough for the nobles of the Kingdom of Jin to be busy for a while.