Shao Song

　　 "Three reasons." Jin Wushu replied boldly. "A spring day is here, and the temperature won't be warmer anytime, then the tributaries of the Huaihe River will melt, and there may be a spring flood...it will be difficult to cross the Huaihe River at that time."

　　 Ali and Zun Lubu, as well as a group of female real men and women awakened and nodded.

　　 "Two rules," Jin Wushu continued to speak freely. "You have all heard the Zhao's children's decree. It is meaningless to defend the land and resist the gold, and not to allow peace. The only thing that needs attention is the decree to recruit the rebels and militias for national use... I’m not saying that I’m afraid that the bandits and militiamen in the Lianghuai will come to Shouzhou to support them after hearing the message, but it’s always time-consuming and labor-intensive. It’s better to stop the matter as soon as possible."

　　 Lubu and others frowned slightly, as if thinking of the rebels in Hebei who had pressed the gourd and picked up the scoop, and the bandits who had simply acted as the main force in the fight against gold in Jingdong, but they couldn't refute it.

　　 "Three, General Ali doesn't understand the cunning of their Zhao family." Jin Wushu continued to speak in the main seat. "For example, the Emperor Zhao Song on the other side, this time he has been aroused by me and lost control. It is true, but it is not necessarily true to stick to it..."

　　 "What do you mean?" Ali asked with a frown.

　　 "General Ali thought about it?" Jin Wushu replied boldly. "Is it possible that the little official on the opposite side was really afraid of me, so firm and fierce on the surface, he was spitting at me, calling for the defense of the war, and entrusting the emperor's heir to the prime minister, but in fact it was saved The thought of coaxing everyone, and then taking the opportunity to escape?! What if the Song Dynasty emperor had already crossed the Yangtze River before crossing the Yangtze River when the ship’s materials were ready, as you said.”

　　 Ali instinctively wanted to refute, but when he thought about what the two saints did in the old city of Tokyo, he was speechless.

　　 "That's it." Seeing that Jin Wushu refuted Ali, feeling comfortable, he simply said. "I have already arranged everything perfectly, and I will start to build a pontoon bridge to cross the river in the future! Do you have any more words about this matter?"

　　 Ali and Yan Lubu looked at each other and thought about each other. In addition, the previous objections had been erased in the plastering debate, and there was nothing to say, so they nodded each other.

　　 And the two generals and the coach are already in agreement, the people below naturally have nothing to say.

　　 But...

　　 "If you don't transition beyond the river, there is something you need to beware of." When the scene was over, the first Jian Lubu to stand up suddenly spoke at random.

　　 "This matter doesn't matter, General Jian Lubu thinks that he should do it!" Jin Wushu was startled slightly, but he also reacted, but he didn't care about it.

　　 Lubu even nodded, took the lead to leave the account, and then the military discussion was completely dissipated.

However, just as Shi Wenbin, who had just controlled his emotions, followed at the end and was about to leave, Jin Wushu suddenly shouted at this person: "Shi Chanjun does not have to go to the back camp tonight. Just find a place to sleep in front of my account... This is the grace I give you!"

　　 Wenbin was at a loss, but there was no room for refusal, so he could only bow his head again and again and verbally thank the four princes for the grace, but Jin Wushu didn't give much explanation and turned to enjoyment behind.

Besides, Shi Wenbin stayed in the Chinese army’s big tent, had no bedding, and had nowhere to freshen up. He did not dare to sleep on the fur on the main seat of the fourth prince, and he dared not use the wine in the seat to warm up, so he could only shrink. When I was suffering in the corner... when I was exhausted, there were more horseshoes running outside the tent, the sound of Zhenjia's white blades kept, and there were singing and dancing in the back tent, and the voice of women's pleading faintly. Finally, I calmed down. At this moment, I joined the army and remembered the will that I had read at night, the family who stayed in Yishui, and thought of the fear and anger in the past few days, and thought that there was no other way out, so I cried secretly in the middle of the night. Barely fall asleep.

　　 "Is it Zhengfu?" In the Bagongshan imperial tent, which was much wider because it was changed to wood, Zhao Jiu turned over and sat up in the middle of the night, but asked casually by a familiar figure beside the lamplight in the direction of the tent door.

　　 "Officials!" Yang Yizhong, who was sitting on a chair in the tent, slumped and hurriedly got up to answer. "How did the official family wake up, but what's the matter?"

"No, I'm just worried about the battle... The Jinren made it clear that he wanted to drop Caicheng and try to cross the river. According to Han Shizhong's previous arrangements and statements, this should have been a good thing, but I still find it hard to endure!" Zhao Jiu was frank. "You have to know, where did I personally have been on the battlefield, and have seen serious warfare?"

　　 Yang Yizhong was obviously hesitant to speak.

　　 "What do you mean?" Zhao Jiu could see clearly through the lights, but asked directly. "Is there anything you and I can't say?"

　　 "In fact, officials have been on the battlefield." Yang Yizhong reluctantly smiled. "Before the official fell into the well, we went from Hebei to Nanjing (Shangqiu). The road was blocked by thieves. The officials were fighting in front, covered in blood. The official thought I was injured, so he summoned me to ask questions, and then gave me a reward. ...... The minister was taken by the officials at that time, and then he came from Taiwei Zhang."

　　 Zhao Jiu couldn't help but laughed.

And Yang Yizhong also hurriedly explained: "However, fighting with the golden men is naturally different... the golden men are tyrannical and endurance. Fighting against them, unless the opponent retreats actively, you can only kill the enemy generals, or even kill them all. Victory. Not to mention that after Jingkang, the Jinren took all the armor of our army, and the strength seemed to be better than before."

　　 "I am worried about this!" Zhao Jiu shook his head and sighed. "Although I shouted fiercely the day before yesterday, in fact, at this moment, in this situation, the golden army is strong and our army is weak, but it is a reality that cannot be easily reversed. I have a guilty conscience."

　　 "If this battle can be defended, once the enemy retreats, the momentum will gradually reverse." Yang Yizhong hurriedly reassured.

　　 "Not to mention these," Zhao Jiu shook his head quickly. "I have self-knowledge. All I can do in this battle is to sit down and build up my morale under the dragon in the north of Palgong Mountain. The battle has to be played by Han Shizhong, Zhang Jun, and Wang De...but Zhengfu!"

　　 "The minister is here!"

　　 "The words the night before only took care of myself, but they caused you trouble."

　　 "The minister dare not be!"

　　 "But I speak the truth... listen to me." Zhao Jiu suddenly said again. "I know what you think afterwards. It's nothing more than feeling that I'm advancing with retreat, and when I say that kind of big talk, my original intention is to force the civil servants to approve that I will stick to the bottom line of Huai Shui... But, that It really is what I said from the bottom of my heart."

　　 "Officials!" Yang Yizhong was helpless to the extreme.

"Zhengfu, think about it... you should have seen it clearly with me in the past few months. I'm really afraid of death, so I don't dare to cut it off by myself!" Several servants next to him poked their heads at the back door, but they retracted again. But Zhao Jiu ignored it and continued to speak frankly. "And what kind of humiliation, such as heavy fainting, can it be acceptable to one person? So this wave is really defeated, I sincerely ask you to break it for me! This is not the king's request to the minister~www.wuxiaspot. com~ is my plea to you Yang Zhengfu in private! You don’t have to agree to be honest, just keep it in mind for the sake of the country’s hatred and the family’s hatred!"

　　 Yang Yizhong was silent.

　　 "From today, don't come to the imperial account to stay up late." At this point, Zhao Jiu tried his best to say again. "Because the war does not know when it will begin, and the power of the golden man is there. When it is a last resort, everyone has to go to the battlefield. You are a general talent, there is no need to be vacant... sharp."

　　 "No!" Under the light, Yang Yizhong reluctantly responded.

　　 was speechless all night, and it was early morning.

　　 Let’s also say that at Huaibei Jinying, Shi Wenbin, who had finally survived the night, probably felt that he had completed the ‘overnight’ task, so he hurried out and prepared to take care of the camp’s accommodation after his return. However, as soon as the fourth prince of the Jin Kingdom joined the army under the curtain, he was stunned in front of the tent door... It turned out that, overnight, dozens of people from the Song State on the east and west roads of the Jin army were accompanied by the Jin Army. That is, Shi Wenbin's back camp partners, who were usually jealous and ridiculed, have all been beheaded!

　　 At this time, there are dozens of first levels, different shapes, and they are hanging on both sides of the general platform in front of the Central Military Tent, faintly frozen.

Hearing the movement, several Chinese sergeants on duty with blood still on their bodies, all of the Jurchen, Xiren, and Khitan people, looked back and saw that they were tied here the day before and received a whip, but they escaped today. Shi Wenbin, who was robbed, pointed and talked for fun.

　　 And this time, Shi joined the army and fell to the ground, speechless, but did not cry.

　　Ps: No, it’s too busy these few days at the end of the year, so I have to adjust it quickly...this half-tired state of the new book issue is not good...I can't get up, no wonder I can't collect it.