Song Dynasty's Ignorant Prince

There were only more than 1,000 Jinbing cavalry soldiers, and the rest were soldiers who surrendered from the Liao Kingdom, but these people beat the 50,000 elite soldiers of Xixia and fled in embarrassment. I don’t know how many people trampled on each other, and the military horses rushed in chaos. After this blow, I am afraid that Xixia will no longer have the ability to carry it on its back!

Zhao Ji sighed on the golden eagle, "Xixia bastards, they can't even bring too much trouble to the Jinbing, instead they send a lot of food and grass to the other party. It's really good to kill the enemy and not fund the enemy!~"

Bai Yuhuan has experienced the ravages of the Jin soldiers, but said a word for Xixia, "It's not that Xixia is too weak, but the Jin soldiers are too strong. They are not afraid of death when fighting, and that kind of aura can scare other soldiers. Fighting spirit. Xixia is like this, so is Liao Kingdom!

Hearing this, Zhao Ji had nothing to say, the actual situation was like this, if "August 20" didn't have a musket, I'm afraid Xixia wouldn't be much stronger. Once in history, Jin Bing went straight to Bianliang in one go, and plundered Song Huizong and the others to the north. Tens of thousands of concubines and concubines became slaves of Jin Bing. I don't know how many princesses in the palace were toyed with and died!

The deep-rooted hatred rose from Zhao Ji's heart again, and the icy light in his eyes brightened, and the hatred for Jin Bing, which had been slightly weakened, re-ignited. This savage nation must be completely wiped out.

Of course, what Zhao Ji said about extermination was not a genocide, and he didn't have such a ruthless heart. He just wanted to kill most of those who dared to resist, and forget about the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled. In fact, it is difficult to say who is right and who is wrong in the attack between these ethnic groups. They are all for the survival and reproduction of the ethnic group, but the brutal destruction of civilization is not correct no matter how you look at it.

In the future, in the ethnic regions of the Jurchen, we should implement education and let them assimilate slowly.

"Okay, there's nothing to see in the next battle. The defeat of Xixia is already determined. However, the Jin Bing dare not chase after them easily. After all, their roots are almost gone, and it will only be a stalemate in the future!" Zhao Ji made a judgment. , The development of things still depends on the situation of the war between the Song Dynasty and the Jin Kingdom.

Suddenly Yu Lingxian flew over and said loudly, "Xue Yingying's hometown is nearby, she wants to go and have a look, why don't we go there together?"

Zhao Ji had nothing to do anyway, so he nodded. The three of them have deep internal strength, and even if it is cold at high altitudes, there is no problem at all, and they go directly to the north.

After flying for dozens of miles, they saw a continuous mountain range. On a relatively high mountain peak, the snow sculptures hovered there, and then they flew down.

The golden eagles followed behind.

When they reached a platform, the snow and gold eagles fell to the ground, and Zhao Ji also jumped down with Bai Yuhuan, where they saw a cave.

Xue Siao walked ahead a little excitedly, and Zhao Ji and the others followed. This cave is relatively high, even if the golden eagle enters, it is not cramped, and it is even wider inside, and it is relatively dry inside.

On a large stone, there is a lot of hay, and there are many bones of beasts next to it. It seems that there is a snow sculpture's bedroom. When they came to the front, Zhao Ji and the others saw the bones on the ground vaguely, and they were a little disgusted.

Soon Zhao Ji lit a fire and wanted to cook here.

Xiao Jin was sent out to hunt, Yu Lingxian and Bai Yuhuan were asked to find some dry wood, and Zhao Ji himself tried to get a pot out. It's impossible to want an iron pot, but luckily there are many stones here, Zhao Ji took out a treasured knife, and after paying attention to the internal force, he dug a big hole in the middle of the stone, and reluctantly made a stone pot. It doesn't look good, but it works. .

This guy, Xuediao, may have just recovered from a serious injury. He lay lazily on his old nest and didn't move. He just tilted his neck to watch Zhao Ji's movements.

Zhao Ji gestured at the treasured knife, "Look at what to look at, and then look at slaughtering you to eat meat!

The snow sculpture immediately shivered, and one wing covered his eyes.

Zhao Ji laughed and started walking towards the inside with a torch. It still looks very deep inward, and it also goes down.

After walking for a while, Zhao Ji found the front narrowed, even if he wanted to pass, he had to turn sideways. But after passing the narrow place, it became wider again, and he saw a pond there, holding a torch, Zhao Ji found that there were many fish swimming there.

Haha, this place is good, there are fish and water, a place where you don't have to worry about eating and drinking!

But there is no way to go further. After walking around here, Zhao Ji was suddenly attracted by a flat wall, because there were writings on it.0

The more he looked at Zhao Ji, the more excited he became, and later he laughed out loud, because this was a sword technique left by a man named Wu Heantian, called controlling the sword with qi!

According to Wu Heantian, he has been practicing martial arts with his master. Later, when they fought from the Central Plains, they also came here to concentrate on their training, hoping that they could enter the Dao with martial arts. But in the end, his master died of old age. He later lived to be one hundred and thirty years old, and he couldn't see it. He didn't have a successor yet, so he could only write down his martial arts skills in order to wait for someone who was destined.

Using qi to control the sword is about the thick and tyrannical internal force, and Wu Heantian practiced called Boundless Divine Art. It's a pity that Wu Heantian only cultivated to the fourth level, and could no longer improve. And his master is not as good as Wu Heantian, but he has only cultivated to the third level...

Look at the bone shelf under the wall, this is Wu Heantian, and there is a sword next to him, which is covered with dust. Alas, no matter how unrivaled your martial arts are, you will inevitably become a handful of loess in the end! Moreover, Wu Hentian, with such a high level of kung fu, has been living in seclusion here all the time, which is really a pity!

After careful consideration of the immeasurable magical power, Zhao Ji felt very delicate, and the manipulating the sword with qi made Zhao Ji's heart itch even more. If there was such a method, wouldn't 3.2 really be similar to a fairy?

Now that he had received Wu Heantian's favor, Zhao Ji respected his corpse very much, clasped his fists and saluted, and then dug a hole with a treasured knife and buried his corpse, it could be considered safe in the ground.

Then Zhao Ji wrote down all the content, and then used a treasured knife to destroy the writing map on it.

Reaching out and grabbing the long sword on the ground, Zhao Ji felt his hand sink as soon as he started it. The sword was unusually heavy, weighing about 20 pounds. The scabbard is made of shark skin, and it is still intact after many years. Pulling out the sword body, Zhao Ji praised it, the long sword still shone with cold light, and there were layers of fish scales on the sword body. .