At the beginning of Niujia Village, my sister-in-law and I depended on each other.

"Uuuuuu——"

Just as Huang Lao Xie and Yi Deng were returning to the mountain with Wanyan Saibu captured on the left and right, Hong Qigong slapped the Jin army's royal flag in half with one palm, and the next moment, the sound of an attack horn instantly rang out through the darkness.

"kill!!!"

A large number of Xiangfan defenders poured out of the city gate and took advantage of the chaos to charge frantically. The already chaotic Jin army positions were shattered in an instant.

Shouts and sounds of fighting broke through the dark night sky. The Jin army, whose formation was already in disarray, fled desperately, and the battlefield instantly became a one-sided massacre.

"Wanyan Honglie! A disgrace to the Jin people! Look at what you have done!"

After returning to the top of the mountain, Wanyan Saibu knelt on the ground powerlessly after Huang Yaoshi pressed two acupoints on him. He gritted his teeth and glared at Wanyan Honglie.

"Why are you glaring at him? This is your Prince Zhao!" Miss Huang glared, picked up a bamboo whip, and hit Wanyan Saibu hard.

After she finished smoking, she said with a smile: "That's good, one is right and the other is wrong, you can accompany each other on the road to the underworld."

"You want to kill me?"

Wanyan Honglie's face changed.

"Amitabha!" Yideng sighed, clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, then turned around silently and flew down the mountain.

Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Niu Ben, and several surrounding Black Robe Guards holding bronze mirrors all looked at him indifferently.

Wanyan Honglie's heart trembled, and he realized that the situation was not good. He hurriedly supported the stretcher and shouted to Miss Huang: "I did everything you said! Why did you kill me?"

"I am the prince of Jin! If you kill me, Jin will never let it go! It will definitely declare war on Song! If you let me go, I will pay with my treasures for my life!"

As he shouted, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower limbs and fell off the stretcher without noticing.

"Why should I kill you?" Hong Qigong sneered and glanced sideways.

He took a gulp of wine from the wine gourd and chanted loudly: "The shame of Jingkang has not yet been avenged. When will the hatred of the ministers be eliminated? Drive a long chariot and break through the gap in the Helan Mountains. With great ambition, I will eat the meat of captives when I am hungry and drink the blood of the Xiongnu when I am thirsty!"

"Hahaha--"

"Now you know why I killed you?"

After reciting a line of Yue Wumu's "Man Jiang Hong", Hong Qigong laughed heartily, without even looking at the two people on the ground, he walked towards the direction of Yideng with a ruddy face.

Huang Yaoshi did not make any move. He did not want to look at such an ugly scene any longer. He gave his daughter a look that reminded her to be careful, took a step forward, and rushed in that direction.

After the three of them left, Wanyan Honglie swallowed his saliva, looked at Miss Huang with a strong desire to survive, and begged: "I have obeyed your orders, why don't you let me go? As long as you let me go, you can ask for as much gold and silver as you want."

Miss Huang curled her lips and snorted, "Good deeds are rewarded with good, and evil deeds are punished with evil. You know how many immoral things you have done. Besides, I have never promised to let you go."

Seeing that the victory was already decided, she was in no mood to linger any longer. She waved to the guards on both sides and said, "Take them away and lock them up properly! Remember to strip them naked and parade them through the streets before the execution tomorrow!"

Early in the morning, it was dawn

Mist was rising at the foot of the mountain. In the misty morning fog, broken spears, wreckage, corpses scattered across the field, rivers of blood could be seen. Torches that had been extinguished long ago were still soaked in dew and emitting wisps of smoke.

After a whole night of statistics, the defenders of the two cities of Xiangfan together killed 50,000 enemies, captured 80,000, and tens of thousands of remnants fled into the territory of the Jin Kingdom.

Hu Zaixing, Chen Jiner, Fentian and Miss Huang discussed the matter and ordered the troops to march north, pushing the actual control line of defense more than 30 miles to the north. After occupying seven county towns as a strategic counterattack, they did not continue to pursue the victory.

noon
When the news of the Jin army's defeat spread everywhere, the streets of Xiangyang city were bustling with people, as lively as New Year's Day.

There was no other reason, it was just an exciting moment of executing King Zhao of Jin, the deputy commander of the Jin army, and the generals of the Jin army who invaded the south.

Since the Jingkang period, except for Yue Fei's army bravely defeating the Jin people and recovering lost territory, most Song people were afraid of the Jin people like a tiger. Such a public parade and execution of a Jin prince was the first time in history.

"Here it comes! Here it comes! The prison van is coming! Everyone get ready, aim and smash it!"

"Hmm, is this the prince of Tartar? It's nothing, he's still tender and delicate despite his age."

"What are you talking about? If you don't want to smash it, get out of the way!"

……

On the bluestone street, when more than a dozen prison vans escorted by soldiers slowly drove over, rotten vegetable leaves flew over one after another.

Those who had more means and luxury took the fresh eggs in their hands and threw them on Wanyan Honglie's head one after another, which made the old lady next to him very distressed.

"Wanyan Honglie! You are a disgrace to the Jin people! You are a disgrace to the Jin people!"

In the prison car at the back, Wanyan Saibu tightly grasped two iron pillars with both hands, staring at Wanyan Honglie in the prison car in the front. At this moment, he looked crazy and kept cursing.

However, Wanyan Honglie ignored him. He just curled up and leaned against the edge of the cage, staring silently at the knife-wielding man next to the prison van with lifeless eyes.

"In a moment, I will chop off your head with my own hands!" Yang Tiexin's eyes were filled with undisguised hatred. As he walked forward with the prison van, he stared at the naked Wanyan Honglie in the cage.

Taking a look at where the other person's hands were covering, he felt a surge of satisfaction in his heart.

"so what?"

Wanyan Honglie's eyes moved, and then he regained some of his composure. He whispered sarcastically, "Killing me with your own hands cannot cover up the fact that you, Yang Tiexin, are a waste!"

"Back then, your woman was robbed by me, Wanyan Honglie, and now she is robbed by Niu Dingtian again. You can only watch helplessly. You are an absolute waste!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Tiexin grabbed the back of the knife with a furious look and smashed it towards his knee.

"boom!"

"what!"

With a howl of pain, Wanyan Honglie curled up and fell on the bottom of the cage.

"I want a divorce!" Yang Tiexin pulled back the machete and growled softly into the cage. He couldn't remain calm when it came to this matter.

Wanyan Honglie was somewhat sobered by the pain, but death was inevitable. After recovering, he couldn't help but sneered:
"We should have divorced long ago. Don't forget that it was you, Yang Tiexin, who abandoned her, which gave me the opportunity to take advantage of her."

"Qiu Chuji has been staying in my palace for three years, but I have never seen you go to Mount Zhongnan to look for this old friend. You, Yang Tiexin, have never really cared about Xi Ruo. You are not worthy of her..."

"I kill you!!"

Before he could finish his words, Yang Tiexin's eyes instantly turned red, and with a roar, he suddenly stabbed the machete in his hand into the cage.

next moment

"Pfft...!"

"puff--"

The heavy blade pierced through his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of Wanyan Honglie's mouth and directly into his face.

"Good kill!"

"Good kill!"

The crowd was stunned for a moment, and then they reacted and started shouting excitedly.

"Everyone, work together! We can't let Jin Gou die easily! Everyone, take a stick and avenge Grandpa Yue!"

Just as the team leader Niu Ben was staring at Yang Tiexin, not knowing how to start, someone in the crowd shouted, and then the onlookers rushed forward as if they were injected with chicken blood, breaking through the soldiers' obstruction and picking up bamboo poles to poke at the cage.

"Pfft...!"

"Pfft...!"

……

In just a few dozen breaths, the people in more than a dozen prison vans were stabbed and stabbed by the crowd, leaving a bloody mess.

But they still did not give up. The people in front retreated, and more people came from behind. It was not until Niu Ben ordered them to be driven away forcibly that they gradually dispersed.

hiss--

Looking at the scene in the prison car, Niu Ben couldn't help but gasp. The Song people's hatred for the Jin people was truly engraved in their bones.

In the distance, on Zuixian Tower

Yang Kang, Guo Jing, Zhu Cong, Han Baoju, and a blind Ke Zhenwu stood by the window, looking at the miserable scene in the cage, stunned and silent.

"You can obviously kill them with one blow, why do you have to..." Guo Jing's eyes flashed with a trace of pity, and he said hesitantly.

"Hmph, he is the real murderer of your father! Jing'er, don't be so soft-hearted!" Ke Zhen'e snorted coldly and scolded Guo Jing.

"But, but..."

Guo Jing mustered up the courage to argue.

"Okay Jing'er, your master is right." Zhu Cong reached out and tugged at his apprentice's sleeve.

Patting Guo Jing on the shoulder, he said softly, "You are still young and don't know how cruel war is. When the Jin army marched south, only one in ten Han people survived wherever they passed. The Jingkang Shame is an eternal pain in the hearts of the Han people."

"Don't advise others to be good unless you have experienced their suffering. You have not suffered the hardship of the Jin people's invasion from the south. Remember not to say such things again in the future, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Guo Jing nodded and said nothing more.

Yang Kang stood staring at the prison van next to Yang Tiexin in the distance. The complex look in his eyes gradually faded away. He turned around and left Zuixianlou silently without saying hello.

half an hour later

Yang Kang returned to Jiugong Mountain. When he arrived at the door of a small courtyard, he hesitated for a long time, but finally stepped in.

"mother!"

Looking at the figure in the pavilion in the yard, he suppressed the urge to cry and called out softly.

Bao Xiruo was dressed in a plain white dress, her lush hair combed into a beautiful bun and fixed with a jade hairpin. Her face was plump and bright, without any sign of a woman in her thirties.

"Kang'er is here?"

After hearing the voice, she raised her head slightly, put down the secret manual in her hand, smiled and waved to Yang Kang, saying: "Come here quickly, mother made some cakes when she was free, you can send some to Jing'er and your aunt Guo later."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of mung bean cake from the blue and white porcelain plate on the table and handed it over.

Yang Kang walked forward, took it in his hand, but did not eat it. He hesitated for a moment, stared at his mother, and whispered: "Mom, Wanyan Honglie is dead."

Bao Xiruo paused for a moment while carrying the porcelain plate. Her jade-like face was stunned for a moment before she quickly returned to smiling.

"Yang Tiexin killed him."

Yang Kang stuffed the mung bean cake in his hand into his mouth, paid attention to his mother's expression, and suddenly said something.

"boom!"

The porcelain plate in Bao Xiruo's hand fell to the ground. She suddenly raised her head and stared at her son in a daze.

Yang Kang dared to swear that at that moment, he saw surprise, helplessness, shame, hesitation, and complexity in those eyes.

Before his mother could react, he gritted his teeth, took out a piece of paper from his arms and put it on the table. After hesitating for a moment, he said softly:

"Mom, please sign this." (End of this chapter)