The Struggle of the Reborn Prince

Han Li couldn't take the reins of the horse, stepped into the stirrup with one foot and grabbed the saddle bridge with both hands. In the past, he could turn over the horse with just a slight stretch, but today he seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't get on the horse even after several efforts.

The soldier stepped forward to help him get on the horse, "No need, it seems I'm useless!" He sighed and waved his hand, patted the horse's neck and handed the reins to his personal soldiers. The white horse that had accompanied him for many years beat him up.

The sound of the noise was very puzzled by the owner's mood at this moment.

"Master, no, you will be fine if you rest for two days!" Wanyan Xiyin understood Han Li's mood very well. In the past, a rider who used to be a horse and never left his hand was now on the road.

How helpless it is to not be able to get a horse or move a knife.

"God of the Valley, don't be persuaded. Since more than ten years ago, I have galloped on the battlefield with my father, conquered various Jurchen tribes, destroyed Liao and attacked Song, and killed countless people. I have long been open to life and death, and I am very satisfied to be able to survive until now!

"Since the attack on Beihui and lost the hostages and a large number of property he captured, Han Li Buqi's body collapsed suddenly. After the deposed emperor of the Song Dynasty was robbed from him again, his body, which had improved slightly, took a sharp turn for the worse.

A strong man became a useless man.

"Master, the bandits of the Song Dynasty will not retreat when they fight to the death. Our offensive is blocked and we cannot take down the Tiebi Pass. The weather is hot now and there is no food and grass. You are ill again. Let's withdraw our troops first!" Wanyan Xiyin advised.

"Cough cough..." Han Libu coughed violently for a while, "We were humiliated by the Song people again and again. Not only were the hostages robbed, but the property also suffered a great loss. Just go back like this, how can we have the face to meet the emperor?

Although the Xijing Army who went south did not take the banner of Zhao Er, his various actions were enough to show that he was the second prince of the Song Dynasty. Now we trap him in Wuma Mountain. If we don’t take the opportunity to eliminate him, I’m afraid we will be able to do so in the future.

No chance!" Han Li Bu shook his head.

"What the Grand Marshal said is extremely true. Zhao Er is as cunning as a fox. He is elusive in his use of troops and is indecisive. I am worried that he has a backup plan. Should we stay behind and send troops to reinforce?" Wanyan Xiyin said.

"Why would he not leave a backhand if he dared to lead the army to leave Xijing south? What I am worried about is that he sent troops to Zhongyuan. As long as our Yanjing army moves, he will send troops from Fengshengzhou to Juyongguan to seize Yanjing. At that time, it will be cut off.

Our road to the north traps us in the Central Plains and cannot move!" Han Libu said.

"Oh, this Zhao Er is really a strong enemy of our Jurchen. Now the Central Plains is in chaos, and Zhang Bangchang is too unsatisfied. Not only can he fail to retain the throne, he is also killed by the Song Dynasty's remaining ministers to prepare for a new king. Now Zhao Er is likely to take the opportunity to seize the throne and become a new king.

The Lord of a Country!" said Wanyan Xiyin.

"Well, God of Ceres, your worries are exactly what I worry about, so we must slaughter Zhao Er!" Han Li Bu said.

"Nianhan did not listen to the advice of the general at that time, and strongly advocated the abolition of the two emperors of the Song Dynasty and the establishment of another surname as emperor. If one of the Zhao clans was chosen as emperor, then Zhao Er would not have the opportunity to become the king of a country and would not be left behind.

Such a great trouble. Zhao Er is a vengeful person. We went south several times to capture the people, deposed their fathers and brothers, and demanded their sisters. This kind of hatred cannot be eliminated. If he proclaimed himself emperor, he would devote his whole country to our Jurchens.

Enemy!" Wanyan Xiyin said worriedly. The Jurchen stabbed the hornet's nest this time, angering a tiger. The trouble is so big.

"It's too late to say that. I just hope that Nianhan can remember this lesson and bring the deposed emperor Zhao Huan back to the country. Once Zhao Er ascends the throne, we can also make him the emperor again. That is, the second lord of the Song Dynasty,

Their brothers fight each other and will definitely use the power of my Dajin, so that we can regain control of the Central Plains!" Han Li said.

"Master, please rest for a while. I will tell Nian Han!" Wanyan Xiyin saw that Han Li Bu's face was pale and his lips were purple, and he was panting, and he hurriedly persuaded.

"No, carry me up the mountain. I want to watch the Great Jin warriors capture the iron-blocked pass and kill Zhao Er!" Han Li Bu shook his head. He might have realized that he had not had much time and insisted on going forward to watch the battle...

After many days of hard fighting, the Jin army had advanced to the front of the iron-blocked pass and launched a war in this long valley. The Jin army had found that there was a lack of water on Wuma Mountain and had to rely on the supply of streams in the mountains and valleys, as long as it was cut off.

With water source, the entire mountain village will fall into a water shortage and surrender without fighting, so the current battle revolves around the water drainage channel of Wuma Mountain Village.

This mountain road, which is only three feet wide, is the lifeline of Wuma Mountain and has also become a must-fight place for the Jin army. Zhao Bangjie followed the prince's instructions and built a simple village wall along the mountain road to the stream, and built fortifications.

This low village wall turned into a meat grinder that devoured countless Jurchen lives. It was insurmountable whether it was a strong attack or a sneak attack, so that the stream was mixed with a lasting smell of blood.

Zhao Qiong's command center is located in a valley in Tiebi Guanzhong. It is already the core area of ​​Wuma Mountain Village. There are heavy troops around. Zhao Qiong's inner guard brigade and special operations team are responsible for the guard work. It can be said that

It is foolproof, but it is only five or six miles away from the battlefield. The sound of gunfire can be heard from time to time. Now it has become Zhao Ji's "palace".

After the first two days of excitement, Zhao Ji quickly adapted to life here. He was worthy of being the highest leader of the country. He was calm and composed in the dangers of the country. He did not forget to win people's hearts and summoned the leaders of the big and small villages to open a

At the meeting, Ma Kuo was reinstated on the spot and was granted the title of the direct bachelor of Baowen Pavilion; Zhao Bangjie was the Zhaozhou Observer and the Associate Doctor, and the other leaders were also granted the title of officials.

The people in the village used to be farmer, and they never met the emperor after eight generations. Now they not only saw Long Yan, but also received rewards. Of course, everyone laughed and shouted long live the mountain, expressing their loyalty to the emperor to the death. Zhao Ji

Of course he was also very happy, comforted and encouraged with kind words. For a moment, the morale of the soldiers in the counterfeit village was greatly boosted. He wanted to go forward to inspect and comfort the soldiers, but Zhao Qi refused. It took so much effort to get him.

Come back, if there is another one with two shorts, wouldn’t it be worth it!

"Father, why do you sigh?" Zhao Qi entered his father's hall and saw him frowning, sighing and asked hurriedly. There was no dragon robe in the village, and there was no clothing that matched his identity. I could only find it.

He asked him to change his body's external clothes, and he looked like a landlord and old fortune.

"Erlang, has the treasury that the Jin thief robbed from the Da Nei regained it?" Zhao Ji asked as he looked at his son.

"Oh, I snatched some back, but the situation was urgent at the time, and less than 30% of the reclaimed!" Zhao Qi replied, thinking in his heart what his father was thinking. Did he want to ask for gold and silver from him just after he escaped? But some of them had already been given up.

He served as military pay, so he only said a little bit and tested his father's meaning.

"Can there be a large collection of books and antiques?" Zhao Ji asked with his eyes lit up when he heard Zhao Qi's answer.

"My son hasn't checked, I don't know what they have!" Zhao Xiao replied embarrassedly, but his heart was filled with rumor. After the Jin army broke through the city, his father didn't feel any pain at all.

What does it mean? When I heard that the royal collection was also transported away, I sighed. Now I ask about these things first. It seems that what is said is not false.

"Send someone to observe quickly, alas... forget it, the war is urgent now, so don't move!" Zhao Ji thought about looking for it, but hearing the sound of golden drums coming from outside the mountain, he still suppressed this thought.

"Don't worry, when my son defeated the Jin army, he will recover all the lost things in the palace!" Zhao Qi saw that his father had experienced great difficulties and made great progress. He knew the importance of this, but he was not the only one of these royal books.

My father’s beloved things also embody the essence of Chinese thousand-year-old culture. They are rare national treasures and should be returned to their hometowns.

"Okay, you must be careful to search and never miss it!" Zhao Ji said with relief when he saw his son caring.

"Father, I got something, but I don't know if it's true or not. Can you please ask my father to make an appraisal?" Zhao Qi suddenly felt moved in his heart. His father was not good at being a emperor, but he was good at eating, drinking and having fun. He was not only proficient in calligraphy and painting.

He has also studied music and has a deep study of antiques and stones. He has seen many good things, and his eyesight is no worse than that of current identification experts.

"Oh, come and see it!" Zhao Qi's words indeed aroused his interest. Zhao Ji was feeling idle and urged.

Not long after, Zhao Qi retrieved a package. It was the piece of imperial seal he picked up in the northwest. It turned out that it had been collected by Jianxi. Before going to war, Jianxi took it and insisted that he bring it with him.

Zhao Qi didn't know what he thought at that time, so he brought it here by chance, just to let everyone, who was the number one in the Song Dynasty identify the authenticity and falsehood, so that he could relieve his boredom, so as not to think about it again.

"I will be ordered by heaven and live forever!" Zhao Qi looked at his father carefully opening the box. At the first glance, he saw the jade seal in the box, and after turning it over, he read it tremblingly.

When you read these words, your face turns red and your forehead is shiny.

"Oh, my father is still knowledgeable and even knows the word Khitan!" Zhao Qi said very appropriately.

"Erlang, do you say the Khitan text is engraved on it?" Zhao Ji looked at Zhao Qi as if he saw an alien and asked back.

"Yes, when Emperor Yelu Yanxi of Liao was chased by Han Libu, he ran away with his head and almost caught. One of my generals picked up the words on the battlefield. No one knew the words on it, and it was left by the Khitans.

I think it was the official seal of a Khitan general, and some people said it was the national seal of the Liao Kingdom. No one could explain it clearly anyway. Seeing that the jade is good, my son kept it and didn't throw it away. Today I happened to play with my father!"

Tatsuya said casually.

Zhao Ji didn't know whether to cry or laugh at this moment, why did he raise such a "unlearning" son? But at this moment he didn't care about teaching him a lesson. Instead, he looked at the jade seal carefully. The more he looked at it, the more shocked he became.

, He looked up at his son who was still ignorant, and waves rose in his heart and hesitated secretly. Could it be that God is so willing, and the great task of saving the world fell on him... (To be continued...)