Became a feudal lord in the late Northern Song Dynasty

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The moonlight was cold, casting a clear glow on the plain. A black-armored army was advancing under the moonlight. In front of them, groups of cavalry had already entered the camp, trampling the panicked Song army wantonly.

There was an attack on Xizuo in the camp, and the general was killed in his dream. His head was cut off by Xizuo and thrown in front of everyone, which caused even greater commotion.

As one of the camp gates was opened, the well-prepared Han troops rushed in through the gap. When Li Liangfu rode his horse into the camp, the sky was already slightly white. The corpses were dragged aside and piled up, and the soldiers poured water beside them. Add fire oil and light it immediately.

A smell of burning smell hit his face. Li Liangfu frowned and cursed: "Let the captives set up camp by themselves. In fact, the old, weak, sick and disabled don't need to push anything. Keep those who want to stay, and let go of those who don't." If they leave, who has the energy to take care of these Song people?"

"Instruct the front army to continue southward and defeat Yao Pingzhong's troops before dusk tonight."

"I will obey your orders!"

Looking from the sky, with the two Song armies of Tan Zhen and Yao Pingzhong at the center, black torrents appeared in all directions and were marching towards them.

Originally, Tan Zhen vowed that he had surrounded the Han army, but now the situation is completely reversed.

To the north, Li Liang's auxiliary troops divided into two groups, cutting off the Song army's food routes, and then began to move south to attack Yao Pingzhong.

To the east, Han Shizhong devoted all his forces in Hebei and began to take advantage of the emptiness in Hedong to attack Taiyuan Prefecture. If nothing else happened, the total number of defenders in Taiyuan Prefecture was only a few thousand, and they were all old, weak, sick and disabled, and they were unable to hold on. .

To the south, the King of Han led the main force of the army to swallow up the two troops of Qian Gai and Xu Huiyan, and began to move north to encircle Tan Zhen.

"Send the order to all the ministries and we can wrap up."

Liu Ling read the military report with some boredom. He had been in the army for a long time, and Kang Gongbi beside him could not speak. Liu Ling had to set an example and avoid touching women as much as possible.

All of a sudden, many of the joys in life are gone.

After going back this time, apart from other things, I really need to take a good rest.

"Your Majesty, I have a letter from home."

Kang Gongbi originally went out to read out the new order, but then he walked in again with several letters in his hand.

"Take it and have a look."

"This letter is from the Princess of Han, this letter is from Her Royal Highness Princess Gu Liao, this letter is from Mrs. Cao, this letter is from Queen Mother Yelu, and this letter is from Her Royal Highness Princess Jin Guo, this letter It belongs to Madam Zhu, and this letter is from Emperor Ji of the Song Dynasty."

".Is it important?"

"I don't dare to open it and take a look. Maybe there is something important."

Liu Ling rubbed his brows and asked in confusion: "Why did you save so much at once and send it here?"

"I don't know. Maybe the letter was delivered to Yan'an Mansion and was detained there. Now the army is heading north. Maybe it bumped into the courier on the way."

"understood."

Liu Ling originally wanted to push them all away, but he was really bored at this time, and suddenly became interested again. He nodded and signaled that Kang Gongbi could leave, and opened the letter on his own.

First of all, it belongs to the late wife. She was the first to follow Liu Ling and was the first to give birth to Liu Ling’s eldest son. To be honest, Liu Ling still had some feelings for her, but he had been away fighting for many years, so the couple could still rely on the past bit by bit. They miss each other, but for his eldest son Liu Cheng, he only vaguely remembers the face of a baby.

Now, the eldest son Liu Cheng is about five years old. I don’t know how tall he is and whether he is healthy or not. In addition to the two children, one is the daughter born by the Cao family and the other is the son born by the Queen Mother Yelu. To a certain extent, they are not recognized by the ministers, so forget about the daughters. The Queen Mother Yelu has a special status. The son who is born can be raised honorably, but he is destined not to take over the throne.

To put it more realistically, Liu Ling's wolf-like civil servants and generals may recognize Liu Cheng's eldest son, but most people are dismissive of the attitude of Queen Mother Yelu's son.

Liu Ling read the letters one after another without any expression on his face. Zhu Shuzhen even wrote two excellent poems in the letter, but Liu Ling only glanced at it briefly and quickly put it aside.

After this war is over, he can go back and stay with them. By the way, it is also time to train his son.

The Han army began to hit the Song army unswervingly from several directions. Li Heda and Liang Zhe also learned of the arrival of their reinforcements in advance, and began to attack the outside before the Song army could react.

The number of dead and injured soldiers began to increase sharply, but at the cost, the Song army was unable to withstand the offensive at all. The Song people, who often had several times the strength advantage, were beaten by the Han army and cowered in the camp without dare to come out.

But the extremely negative response blocked the Han army.

The fortress system in the right area of ​​Shaanxi was already complete. No matter how stupid Tan Zhen was, he would not not use these fortresses. The sentinel finally sent him the news that the Han armies from all sides had begun to march, but it was too late. Tan Zhen only He could use cities and forts to delay time, and then sent people to rush back to Bianjing to inform him of the situation and request reinforcements.

In December, Han Shizhong led his troops to attack Taiyuan Prefecture. Hedong was shaken up and down. A Han army went south from Yandi and merged into Han Shizhong's army through Yanmen Pass. He once again replenished his troops, and then the whole army marched westward.

There is only one Song army left in the west.

The sound of drums was loud.

The seed master quickly climbed up to the high platform and watched the two "torrents" confronting each other on the battlefield in the distance. He rolled up his sleeves and beat the drum with all his strength. The strong wind blew past him, and his beard fluttered with it.

The coach personally beat the drum to help the battle, but it seemed extremely tragic in today's Song Army.

Groups of Han soldiers had torn apart the Song army formation and began to form an organic formation to surround the Song army camp. All that was left in the world were the bloody banners of the Song Dynasty floating above the camp, and the endless black wave that could be seen in all directions.

In the wave, countless Han soldiers shouted "wind" and began to charge forward desperately under the orders of the officers.

Thousands of arrows were thrown into the camp, and Song soldiers kept falling down wailing. Zhongshi's eyes were red, as if he didn't see that the door of his camp had been broken open, and groups of black-armored soldiers poured into the camp. He began to kill indiscriminately.

The drums kept beating, and the deputy general ran up to the high platform in three steps and shouted in his ear: "Commander, our army is completely defeated!"

"Commander, the horses are ready, and we still have the southern camp gate in our hands. Let's go quickly!"

The lieutenant is his son.

Zhongshizhong gave the deputy general a shove and said angrily: "You will be confused all your life, and you won't be able to get clarity in the end. Why bother?"

"But all the soldiers..."

"I won't stop them. The Han army is coming. Whoever wants to surrender can go." Zhong Shizhong finally let go of the drumstick and watched helplessly as the Han army began to attack the last camp gate. What he saw in his eyes was , but it is the figure who defeated the Xia people many times with a sword.

He looked at his son for the last time, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Your uncle is still in Han. You, please live well."

After saying that, Master Zhong stretched out his hand to grab the railing, and jumped off the high platform amidst his son's exclamations.

(End of this chapter)