The short video shows the ancient times, and the emperors cried with envy!

Chapter 402 You want to be fighters in the Northern Expedition, or slaves of the Jin people! Yue Stein! Zonderian!
[He mobilized the army to completely cleanse the surrendering factions and Jin people in the Song Dynasty, including Jin envoys]

[Within three months, the weak surrendering faction was purged, and the remaining middle and lower classes of Qin Hui were purged. Known as the Night of the Long Knife, one tael of silver was confiscated from the family property, which greatly enriched the national treasury]

"Tyrant! So cruel and cruel!" A gray-haired veteran pointed at the sky and cursed tremblingly.

The civil servants next to him were also stunned: "We are a country of etiquette. We would not kill the envoys when the two countries are at war. How can we kill the envoys of the Jin Kingdom?"

Zhao Gou and all the officials of the Manchu Dynasty did not expect that Zhao Tele would clean up so thoroughly and quickly. All the Jin people who were inclined to the Jin Dynasty and those who were stranded in the Song Dynasty would be searched and cleaned!

Even one tael of silver needs to be inspected? !

Zhao Gou once suspected that his ears had heard it wrong. One tael of silver could also greatly enrich the national treasury?

Just kidding!
Even the military generals were dumbfounded. Although they also hated the group of surrenderers, they were initially happy to see them being purged, but now, everyone was dumbfounded.

Also, it’s not like it’s been cleaned to this extent, right?

The scholars among the people were even more indignant and cursed Zhao Teller in restaurants and teahouses as a tyrant!
"A martial artist is a martial artist, he only acts recklessly!"

"To actually kill the envoy, isn't this what a country of etiquette should do!"

"The Night of the Long Knives? This should be remembered throughout the ages!"

Yue Fei at the border frowned, "Zhao Tele is an iron-blooded emperor. If the Song Dynasty is really spread, is it a good thing or..."

Before Yue Fei could finish his words, he was distracted by the sound coming from the sky.

[Zhao Tele issued edicts one after another to promote the militarism of the Song Dynasty]

[1. The Song Dynasty is the Song Dynasty of the Song Dynasty people. One Song Dynasty, one Zhengquan, and one emperor]

[2. The Kingdom of Jin is compressing the living space of the Song Dynasty, and it is urgent to solve the problem]

[3. The Song nation is the greatest in the world. Based on racial characteristics and group performance capabilities, I believe that the greatest nation in the world is our Song nation]

[Four, do you know how many coins the Jin people want from us? 20 taels of silver and 20 average coins, these broken coins cannot be loaded in thousands of large trucks! And these broken coins are enough to arm Song troops]

The voice coming from the sky was fast, but sonorous and powerful.

The government and the public, who had been criticizing Zhao Teller for being too cruel just now, were all looking at the sky in confusion.

Everyone listened attentively, for fear of missing any word, and every time they heard a word, everyone's hearts surged!
Yue Jiajun's eyes are red and bloodshot, and he earns two hundred thousand taels of silver every year!
Since the Northern Song Dynasty, they had to pay broken coins to the Khitan, and now they have to hand over broken coins to the Jin Kingdom. With these silver coins accumulated, how many armies of the Song Dynasty can be armed!

Enough for them to arm a million-strong army and take back their land!

[... Six, a piece of cooking cake actually costs 500,000 jiaozi. Under the rule of the Jin Kingdom, the miserable Han compatriots in the north have to spend 500,000 jiaozi to buy a piece of cooking cake. If no action is taken, the future of the Song Dynasty will also be ruined. It will be like this]

Hey!
The people of Lin'an stared wide-eyed. Five hundred thousand dollars for a piece of cooking cake?
They all looked at the money in their pockets. If they were in the north, they wouldn't be able to afford even a piece of cooking cake!
Do you want to fight the Jin people? To be honest, although they also want to regain their lost territory, these things are still a certain distance away from them.

Even if they hope to regain lost territory, few people will take action to do so.

Until now, everyone has only one thought in mind.

Must fight!
If they don't fight, they will have to spend 500,000 yuan to eat a piece of cooking cake!

I must starve to death!

Zhao Gou looked suspicious, "Now in the north, is it really true that five hundred thousand yuan is paid for a piece of cake?"

The courtiers below were speechless. This was obviously an exaggeration of the sky! Why do you still believe it?

Criticisms come to mind. Hearing the voice coming from the sky, many people were aroused, especially the generals.

[Zhao Teile then summoned Yue Fei, Han Shizhong and others into the palace, and held a candle-lit night talk with them. During this period, Yue Fei's words, deeds, and views on the current situation left a deep impression on Zhao Tele]

[Yue Fei, Han Shizhong and Zhang Jun stayed in the palace for seven consecutive days, sitting together with Zhao Teller on the same case, and became inseparable. The four became close friends]

Yue Fei was dumbfounded. After seven days of chatting with His Majesty, and sitting together at the same table, he became a close friend?

He knew every word taken apart, but when put together, Yue Fei looked confused and dull.

After thinking about the scene for a moment, he shook his head violently, "Tianmu is really good at making things up."

This is simply not possible.

Han Shizhong and Zhang Jun were also confused.

However, soon they no longer paid attention to Tianmu's outrageous statement, because in the sky, the Kingdom of Jin moved south!

[Jin Wushu has led 300,000 cavalry to the east and west counties south, intending to give Zhao Tele a lesson for killing Qin Hui and the Jin envoy]

[The iron pagoda of the Kingdom of Jin is galloping southward against the rising sun. At this time, the Imperial College of the Southern Song Dynasty had just held a leaving party last night, and the traveling scholars also planned to study in Qiantang...]

Everyone was nervous, and the war was about to break out. In the past, most of them failed to gain much benefit from the war with the Jin Kingdom.

Yue Fei stood up with a sullen face and clenched his fists.

In the tense atmosphere of the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhao Teller in the sky issued orders orderly.

When Zhao Tele stood in front of the advancing army and spoke passionately, the Song Dynasty in all time and space burst into excitement!

[Today we stand on the land of the Han people, in Lin'an, the land watered by our ancestors with their blood and dignity]

[Behind me is the statue of Zhuge Wuhou. He is a hero recognized by the world and the glory of the whole world. Standing in front of me is a nation, a nation groaning in humiliation! 】

[After the humiliation of Jingkang, our national pride is gone. Those victors are riding on our necks and domineering, trampling on our dignity at will, the dignity of the most noble nation on the Chinese mainland]

[Tell me, will you choose to be a Northern Expedition fighter like Zhuge Wuhou, or a slave! 】

"Wow!"

The common people in the court, in the military camp, on the border, and even among the people were in an uproar!
They stood up suddenly, their hearts surging and their expressions excited.

Yue Fei swallowed, veins popped out on the back of his fisted hands, and he stared at the sky.

The land watered with blood and dignity, the shame of Jingkang, the national pride, the trampled dignity...

Every word made a huge hole in Yue Fei's heart!
"Of course I want to be a fighter in the Northern Expedition." Yue Fei did not hesitate.

Otherwise, he would not be standing here today and fighting the golden man in a bloody battle!
At this moment, shouts full of blood and anger were heard in the coach's camp.

"Fighter of the Northern Expedition! Fighter of the Northern Expedition! Fighter! Kill all the golden men!"

(End of this chapter)