Fisherman's Song Dynasty

The dignified Jin Kingdom's left army of 7 horses was defeated at this moment.

Wanyan Zonghan was powerless, and even the elite of the elite like Tie Futu had been defeated, let alone tens of thousands of others. You must know that although the so-called Left Army of the Kingdom of Jin had a large number of soldiers, most of them were surrendered troops from various places. There are former Liao, Goryeo, Dangxiang, and even Song people who have not been surrendered for long.

Such a miscellaneous army has no intention of going all out, not to mention the fact that the Tiefu Tu, who is rooted in Zhengmiaohong, has been defeated. How can they not run away?

The 1 horses killed in Taiyuan City were led by Xin Chou, and the [-] people killed from the east were also Han Shizhong who was stationed in Fenzhou. Wanyan Zonghan had suspected that Xu Zizhen had an ambush, so he dared not Hesitant, for fear that a further delay would attract more people.

The sound of killing shook the sky, two groups of people chased the nearly [-] Jinren army and killed them, but they were completely powerless to fight back.

But Xu Zizhen stopped in his tracks, his expression gradually darkened, and he sat on the horseback and quietly looked at the dead brothers around him.

Yes, these are brothers, except for the brothers from Shenjiying and Shuangqiangzhai, and none of the soldiers from Taiyuan.

Oh Ye and Su San silently stood on both sides, Liu Feng followed Yan Zhao and others to surround him, Dong Hanshu was covered in blood, his eyes were red, his shoulder was also injured, but he didn't seem to feel anything, he pushed Dong Furong away Struggling to get off the horse, he fell to his knees suddenly, hissing loudly: "Ah!"

Xu Zizhen sighed secretly, and said to Ono: "Please go back to the city, brothers, don't drop a finger."

Oh Ye nodded heavily, and flew back to the city on his horse to call for someone. Xu Zizhen raised his eyes and saw Wanyan Zonghan who had disappeared, and let out a miserable smile: "See, this is the legendary army of the Kingdom of Jin. I, my eight hundred brothers, They can be driven like dogs, if half of the men in Song Dynasty...even if half of them are like our brothers, who in this world would dare to attack us?"

Everyone was silent. Everyone present understood Xu Zizhen's words, but they also understood that it was not that there were no men in the Song Dynasty, but that there were no men in the court. It is not enough to change the status quo with one's own strength and bravery.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Zizhen let out a long breath: "Go back."

Liu Fengsui couldn't help asking: "Brother, what if the Jin army comes back?"

Xu Zizhen shook his head: "I don't dare to come back if I don't drink. Even if I come back, I won't be able to win Taiyuan. I guarantee it with my head."

Everyone wondered where Xu Zizhen had the confidence to say such things. He said so when he first came to Taiyuan, and he still said so now. Of course, the result of today's battle is here. The price won this round.

The two teams of Xin Chou and Han Shizhong had already chased him for an unknown distance, and Xu Zizhen didn't bother to pay attention to them. Their purpose was to force him to withdraw more, and they didn't plan to take the opportunity to kill many of his troops.

As soon as I got back to the city, I saw the gate of the city was wide open. Zhao Huan and Zhang Xiaochun led a group of Taiyuan officials to usher in the city neatly. Everyone’s faces were full of excitement and admiration. Xu Zizhen really won, really Won for such a small price.

Xu Zizhen forced a smile, he didn't want to say anything now, he was really tired, not physically, but mentally, the brothers had sacrificed so much, and Bu Fen's life and death were unknown.

He secretly laughed at himself. He put in so much effort to do so many things, and caused so many deaths of his brothers. The track goes on...

Xu Zizhen didn't dare to think about it anymore. When he used all his passion and hard work to change something but couldn't get the result he wanted, he really didn't know if he would collapse in an instant.

There was another figure beside Zhao Huan, with a tall and handsome face, but it was Zhao Xi whom he hadn't seen for several days. She had a different look from the others, she couldn't see any excitement or surprise, only a hint of deep worry in her eyes.

Somehow, every time when Xu Zizhen was extremely depressed, as long as he saw Zhao Zhi, his body and mind would instantly relax, just like seeing a relative when he was alone and helpless.

He also understood the look in Zhao Last's eyes, he was worried about him, and with so many people present, obviously only Zhao Last could tell that Xu Zizhen had something on his mind, not physical exhaustion.

Xu Zizhen collected his thoughts. After all, Zhao Huan was still waiting at the door. He was about to get off his horse, but Zhao Huan stopped him with a wave of his hand, and said loudly: "You are all heroes protecting the city. Don't be shy about politeness today. Let's ride into the city." !” After speaking, he raised his body and bowed.

The prince actually saluted!Everyone was startled.

Xu Zizhen was also taken aback. He thought that Zhao Huan would hide in the house in fright and think about how to make peace with the Jinren, but today he unexpectedly showed a trace of blood that the old Zhao family hadn't seen for many years.

Zhang Xiaochun knelt down on one knee and said in a trembling voice, "Heroes, please accept my next obeisance!"

The crowd was even more uproarious, the majestic Taiyuan magistrate actually claimed to be his subordinate and knelt down, how big a scene must this be?

But the matter was not over yet, as the prince bowed to the magistrate and knelt down, the officials behind him and the soldiers at the top and bottom of the city gate also knelt down in unison, and the people of Taiyuan in the distance knelt down in a large group.

Xu Zizhen is not bad, Yan Zhao and others feel flattered, even the faces of the horse thieves showed excitement, not to mention the heroes of Dong Hanshu's Shuangqiangzhai, I'm afraid it's time to let them go back to Jin After fighting with the army, they were full of strength.

The crowd swaggered into the city on their horses. When they passed by Zhao Huan, Zhang Xiaochun and other officials, they all clenched their fists on their chests and gave a military salute with solemn expressions, even though none of them were soldiers in the Song Dynasty.

After passing the Wengcheng and entering the inner city, there is a dark mass of people in front of you, the people of Taiyuan, men and women, old and young, even elderly people who were carried here on couches in their dying years, women with big bellies who are about to give birth, and others. A toddler learning to speak.

Excitement was written on everyone's face, with tears in their eyes. The god of war Xu Zizhen led more than [-] people to fight against the [-] Jinren army, and finally drove the Jinren away. Every detail of this has been done. The word of mouth of the defenders hidden in the city reached the ears of the people of Taiyuan.

"Hero! Hero!"

I don't know who started it, the voice became louder and louder, and finally all the people in sight were shouting this title.

At this moment, Xu Zizhen suddenly felt that even if the old Zhao family was beaten into the Southern Song Dynasty in the end, and Xu Zizhen died in some corner, then this life would be worth it.

I'll fucking die in Song Dynasty!

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