The Jin army besieged the city, and the Song emperor’s daughter died

Chapter 51 Who is the No. [-] God of War in the Song Dynasty [Please read and vote]

Kaifeng City, in the courtyard of Akihito Palace.

Zhao Fujin was wearing a silk lining and his hair was like a waterfall. He was looking at the banana leaves all over the courtyard, a little lost in thought.

Chunxia took a shawl and gently put it on Zhao Fujin's shoulders: "Is the official worried?"

Only then did Zhao Fujin come back to his senses and looked up at the bright moon in the sky, which was as bright as jade: "I was wondering if Han Shizhong could win a beautiful battle and destroy the arrogance of the Jin Army's West Route Army."

Chun Xia said with relief: "General Han is unparalleled in bravery and is the number one god of war in the Song Dynasty. Officials, please relax."

"The First God of War?" Zhao Fujin turned around with a smile and sat down on the stone bench in the pavilion: "He doesn't seem worthy yet!"

Chunxia blinked her curious big eyes: "The chamberlains in the palace say so, don't the officials think so? I understand, the officials must think that Mr. Zhong is the number one God of War in the Song Dynasty, right?"

Ever since she was transferred to Akihito Palace to serve the officials, the little girl Chunxia suddenly became interested in the soldiers of the Song Dynasty. When the girl Huaichun couldn't sleep, she even thought about marrying a young man in the future. The general is also excellent.

A year ago, she, like most girls in the Song Dynasty, was filled with those elegant literati and poets who recited poems and painted paintings.

If the Jin army hadn't besieged the city, if the new king hadn't ascended the throne, she wouldn't have been interested in these vulgar warriors!
"I'm a seasoned teacher!"

"Then in the eyes of the officials, who is the number one god of war in our Song Dynasty?"

Zhao Fujin looked at Chun Xia who was standing next to him with his head tilted and his eyes full of curiosity, and sighed softly: "This person is born in the same year, same month and same day as me."

"What a coincidence?" Chun Xia opened her eyes wide, a little unbelievable. Anyone who can be born on the same year, same month and same day as the Guan family must be the chosen one. He must be the divine general specially arranged by God for the Guan family!
"Then why don't the officials let him lead the army?"

Zhao Fujin smiled and said: "I have also thought about it, but... the reason why a person can be himself instead of becoming someone else, I think it must be related to his past experience, so I don't think about someone as important as him. I don’t want to promote people out of the ordinary, so let him do it. When he can stand in front of me one day, it means that he is already him!"

Chunxia was confused by such philosophical and convoluted words, but she still couldn't help but be curious: "Guan family, what is the name of this person?"

Looking at the blushing Chun Xia, Zhao Fujin couldn't help laughing and said, "What? Are you in a hurry to get married again?"

It was okay if others didn't say it. But when others did, Chunxia realized that her chubby little face was indeed a little hot: "Oh, official, you are laughing at me again."

Zhao Fujin stopped teasing her, raised his eyes to look at the bright moon in the sky, and said sadly: "My surname is Yue, my first name is Fei, and my given name is Pengju. I don't know if he can grow faster!"

"Yue Fei, Yue Pengju?" Chun Xia silently recorded the name in his heart.

While he was talking, a black cloud suddenly appeared out of nowhere, blocking the cold moonlight, and the sky and earth instantly became pitch black.

On the south bank of the Yellow River, Yin Shuke, holding the silver gun, felt that his hands were numb.

As the "Little God of War" second only to Wanyan Loushi in the Jin Kingdom, Yin Shuke suddenly felt that the Song Army who was trying to kill him was not a weak chicken, but a brave tiger. Even if the army and horses were not good enough, the Song Dynasty's The horse army also fought back and forth with his light cavalry. Not only did they not fall behind, but with the cooperation of the Song army's crossbowmen, they were slightly better.

And the Song Army general Han Shizhong, who faced him for more than a hundred rounds, was also a fierce general he had never seen in his life.

Han Shizhong also felt this way: "He is good at silver skills and a strong general!"

The two men pulled the reins and charged towards each other again.

In the darkness, the two spears collided, and sparks burst out from the clang. The two men's jaws were numb at the same time, but they still held the spear tightly and fought together.On the other side of the battlefield, the archers and crossbowmen of the Song Dynasty looked at the cavalry troops fighting in a melee. They did not dare to fire thousands of arrows at once. They could only carefully look for opportunities and occasionally shoot one or two arrows, while the spear infantry were With the cooperation of the crossbowmen, they gradually surrounded and compressed the space for the Jin Army's Qingqi to move.

The Jin Army's light cavalry, which had lost its mobility advantage, naturally could not watch the Song Army's infantry surrounding them, and tried to disperse the Song Army's infantry. Some of the Jin Army's cavalry were hot-headed or felt that they were being punished, and they also took the time to move towards the Song Army's infantry square formation. Of course, the result of the raid was not much better. Either he was shot into a hedgehog by the crossbowman, or he was poked with several bloody holes by the spear.

Wang Erxiao spat and cursed: "It's just a light cavalry, I really thought I was a heavy cavalry in iron armor and iron pagoda!"

Liu Sanping on the side came over and said, "Brother, have you seen the flag of the Jin Army general?"

Wang Erxiao was stunned: "What do you want to do?"

"Harm, General Han just said, whoever captures the gold general's flag will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins!"

Wang Erxiao wiped the blood on his face and looked in all directions. The battlefield was not big, but he never saw a Jin Army general's flag: "Could they be chasing too fast and not even bring the general's flag?"

"Then...in Jinying on the other side of the river?" Liu Sanping looked at the pontoon on the shore and curled his lips: "Do you dare to sneak over there?"

"Just the two of us?" Wang Erxiao felt that Liu Sanping was crazy about money!
"You coward, don't you dare? The Jin army has probably killed the whole camp, and there won't be many people left in the camp. If you don't go, I'll go!"

As Liu Sanping spoke, he sneaked towards the pontoon. Before he had gone far, Wang Erxiao caught up with him from behind: "Bah! Wealth can be found in danger. It's done. Let's go to Fanlou to have fun! Let's go!" "

Dark clouds covered the moon, and the battlefield was chaotic. No one noticed the two soldiers, using the rocks and water plants by the river to sneak up on the pontoon bridge and crawl towards the other side of the river.

When I was approaching the north bank, I saw two Jin soldiers guarding the pontoon bridge. They were looking at the battlefield on the south bank uneasily. They didn't even notice that the two Song soldiers had secretly prepared their bows and arrows.

There were two "swish" sounds, and arrows were inserted into the necks of the two Jin soldiers guarding the pontoon. They covered their necks, their faces were distorted, and they fell to the ground and died after struggling a few times.

Liu Sanping glanced at Wang Erxiao and said, "Hey, you have good archery skills!"

Wang Xiaoer spat at him: "Stop talking nonsense and cross the bridge!"

When they reached the vicinity of the Jin Army's camp, the two of them looked inside the camp. There were no more than 10 Jin soldiers at most. Due to the temporary camp, many places were not as meticulously surrounded as the long-term garrison, so the two of them burrowed out of a bush. He went in, leaning against the big tent and panting nervously.

"What should we do next? We can't shoot ten people to death at once, right?" Wang Erxiao asked quietly.

Liu Sanping looked sideways at the military tents in the camp and pointed to the largest one: "That must be General Jin Thief's big tent. I'll go to the other side to set fire. If you touch it, there must be a general's flag in the tent!"

Wang Xiaoer also turned his head and looked at it: "I'll set the fire, you go!"

Liu Sanping said disdainfully: "Are you afraid of death?"

Wang Xiaoer spat: "I'm afraid you're dead! If you set a fire, those golden soldiers will definitely come around. I've been in the infantry camp and I can fight better than you!"

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