Prince of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 156: Small town geek

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Seeing that the merchant did not want to say about believing in Wang Jun and Jin Jun, the shop owner insisted on persuading, and the crowd shouted from the tables on all sides: "Yes, right! The shop owner is right, this owner, Tell everyone about it!"

A rough man stood up and said: "This boss, please, we are so anxious! I heard that my great Song Xin Wang led his army to defeat the Jin Jun, and the cities occupied by the Jin Jun have been taken by the Xin Wang Jun. Many armies of the Jin army were captured by them, and the generals of the Jin Ren ruled everything to death. All the Jin armies surrendered to the Xin Wang army! God, after hearing those news, I feel the light is coming back! But I don’t know the specific situation."

A villager also pleaded: "Those who took refuge in the godsend of the Golden Soldiers daily propaganda that the king's army has been defeated, the Song Dynasty has died, and the Jin army has gone south. We can't eat any more! The king has so many soldiers and horses, so many brave generals. Still can't beat the golden soldiers? Do we have to be ruled by the golden forever?"

"This boss, please, please give us an explanation! You are so knowledgeable and have traveled so many places. We are all the buns who have never been in town. Now all kinds of sayings are flying all over the sky, we I don’t know which one is right at all. I don’t know if it’s true if I believe in Wang Jun’s extermination of gold, and what the stray dog said is not true, right?"

At first, the businessman listened to everyone with a smile, but after listening, the smile gradually disappeared from his face. He looked serious. He said: "Everyone, I am just a businessman. I don't understand the important affairs of the military, but one thing I have seen with my own eyes is that Wang Jun is still fighting the Jin Jun! And, believe Wang Jun has recovered a lot of lost ground!"

"Oh!" Contrary to what was just now, this time the sigh was full of excitement and joy, and all the people on the tables suddenly came over.

The shop owner personally poured wine for the businessman: "The boss, take a sip of wine to moisturize your throat, and then tell us the good news over there, tell us in detail! Just say boldly, there are no golden people here. It's okay! Xinwang's old man's army defeated Jinbing? Where did our people fight?"

The businessman said in a decisive tone: "I have seen it with my own eyes, and there is no mistake! What I have seen with my own eyes, the King of Letters fought against the King of Kings, and the King of Kings failed to win. He just couldn't defeat King of Kings!"

Everyone asked in a rush, and a big man said: "The boss, have you seen our army? We are not many people?"

"Much! As many as the trees in the dense forest on the mountain, countless!"

"Does the Golden Man have more soldiers and horses or ours?"

"Naturally, we Song people have more soldiers! Do you still have to ask?"

"King Kang and King Xin are okay? Hearing from the Jinren, King Kang is captured."

"The golden man is talking nonsense! I heard other well-informed businessmen say that when the Jin army went south to attack, King Kang was so frightened that he fled away. He ran so fast, and the gods helped him cross the river with mud horses! Now, His Royal Highness Xin Wang is even more immortal, and he takes good command of the army, and beats the cubs of the Golden Army!"

"When will the king of faith send troops to save us? We are ruled by the Jinjun cubs, and we are living very hard!"

At this time, the businessman vaguely said: "It's coming, it's coming, our people will come back soon. If it's not in these two days, it will be two days later, it will not be far away."

But the people who are immersed in excitement and hope don't care about it. Simple villagers, as long as they know that their own army is victorious and there are still countless unyielding soldiers fighting the golden army, that is enough.

No matter how small the hope is, as long as they are given hope, they can endure all the sufferings in the world tenaciously. This is the people of the Great Song Dynasty, this is the Chinese Han people.

More and more people were asking questions, and the questions were getting faster and faster. The businessman answered one by one. In the eyes of the villagers, this knowledgeable trader knew everything and was as authoritative as an official.

In the eyes of the people, the businessman got up with two sips of wine, and said more and more: "... Speaking of the battle between His Highness the King of Letters and the Jin Jun, they have all overwhelmed Yan Jammu, then I have seen it with my own eyes! Oops, that battle was really shocking, the world changed colors, mountains and rivers shook, the sun and the moon were dark, the world moved! The two fought for three days and three nights, that Wanyan Jama's mother's strength is infinite, and the magic is profound. But our believer is the king. His Royal Highness is stronger than ever. He used the magic of the immortal and changed three heads and six arms. In one move, he vomited blood for three liters. If it weren’t for the Jinjun generals, they came to the rescue as soon as they saw that the situation was not good. , Then Wanyan Jama will die on the spot!"

"Those more than ten powerful Jin generals were even more speechless. They came up as a shameless group fight with Xin Wang Qiansui, but they were immediately swept across the army with one move by the invincible believer. The golden generals screamed and fell down... "

The trader talked like a river, foaming in his mouth, and everyone was fascinated by it, and shouted, and suddenly there was a puff of laughter from nowhere, which immediately interrupted everyone's interest.

The villagers glared and said: "Who is laughing there!" The cavalry leader who was burning by the fireplace quickly said, "I'm sorry, it's me."

The villagers looked at this man, sitting guarded by a group of knights by the fire, wrapped in a fur coat, covered in a hat, and looked very suspicious. Everyone became suspicious.

On the table near the door, the sturdy men got up and walked over, and said with an unkind expression: "What are you doing, where do you come from? What are you doing in our town?"

The knights saw the other's bad tone, and immediately got up. But the knight leader waved his hand and motioned to them not to move. These knights immediately became like wood, just watching the excitement and not talking.

The knight leader said calmly: "We are crossing the road, and we are staying here for one night. Everyone, we don't offend the river. I don't care about your business, and you better not come to provoke me." He is neither overbearing nor overbearing. Vaguely reveals a feeling of awe-inspiring inviolability.

Several strong men looked at each other, and they all felt that this man and a group of knights were very difficult to deal with. The leading rough man said in a rough voice: "My friend, there is nothing wrong with the sun and the moon! If you are acquainted, take off the hood yourself, let us see your true face, and see if the Jin Guo Jurchen is dressed up. !"

"You dare to be so presumptuous, dare to let go of remarks that are not conducive to the Kingdom of Jin? There is a Han Chinese army stationed by the Jin Army in the town. As long as I shout out, you are not afraid of death?" The knight leader said.

Several strong men looked at each other and burst into laughter. Just listening to the continuous sound of chucking knives, half of the people in the room were drawing knives in their hands, and the knives dazzled people's eyes for a moment.

The rough man thrust the knife into the table: "Boy, you are in the right place! We are all the big Song people who haven't escaped from the town. I'm still the small school stationed in the Han army unit in this town!"

The trader immediately said as white as paper: "You are all members of the Jinbing Han army? Forgive me, my uncles... Forgive me! I drank too much just now, nonsense..."

"Bah! What nonsense!" A rough man dressed as a local villager smiled and said, "This boss, don't worry. Although we belong to the Jinbing Han army, our hearts are in Da Song! Those who are determined to follow Jin All the soldiers left, and all those who were left behind were those who yearned for my great Song Dynasty, and were forced to become the golden army. This boss, we respect you as a patriot, and we will never offend him. , What we killed were the single gold men and hardcore traitors!"

Speaking of traitors, he gloomily aimed at the knights sitting on the sidelines and said: "Friend, put the hood on the bright spot, take off the hood by yourself, the traitor is what Lao Tzu hates the most! If it weren't for them, we are great. How could Song this great country be lost like this! Say! Are you gold guys?"

Under the gaze of many malicious gazes, the cavalry leader did not panic. He said slowly: "All the heroes of the Jin Army and the Han soldiers, the Jin is your master, and the task entrusted to you by the master, dare you to complete this way. Is it? You are too incompetent!"

Everyone in the room looked at each other, shocked by the calmness that was no one beside him.

The little school's face blushed and blue, and he pulled out his saber from the table with his backhand and said, "Golden thief, since we know that our golden army is against it, we can't keep you. Go to hell and see your golden dog master!"

After he said, he slashed fiercely, and the thick-backed saber drew a shining arc in the air, and slashed towards the man's head with a fierce aura.

Suddenly, the knife trembled, and the big knife stuck in midair. The two white and delicate fingers of the mysterious knight leader lightly put a clip on the blade, and suddenly, no matter how hard the small school in Jin Yingxin and Song, the knife can no longer advance or retreat!

Seeing this magical skill, everyone in the store gasped. Only the knights were not surprised at all, and their expressions showed their expected expressions. The little school was shocked, let go of his saber and jumped back, and asked with a trembling voice: "Who are you on earth?"

The mysterious man remained silent. Everyone became more and more fearful, and a soldier cried out: "Could it be that it is the warrior of the King of Ten Thousands of Enemies?" According to the legend, the nation of Jin selected the strongest warriors of all races and was awarded the title of "Enemy of Tens of Thousands". These Golden Kingdom's strongest warriors are known for their martial arts and cruelty and domineering, and everyone pales. If it is the golden man's "enemy of ten thousand" warriors, the chickens and dogs will not stay. If it is really the golden warrior of ten thousand enemies here, all the people in the inn who are committed to the Song Dynasty will not even have a living mouth left!

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, the knight leader raised his hand and removed the big hat, revealing a young and elegant face with a delicate outline, but his expression faintly revealed a strong and majestic air, Gu Panzhi In time, awe-inspiring.

At first glance, this young man was Han Chinese in appearance and features, and he was born with a majesty and awe-inspiring air. At first glance, he knew that he was not an ordinary person.

In this rural town, when have you seen such a powerful young man? The villagers and the soldiers of the Han soldiers in the Song Dynasty were stunned and wondered.

At this time, the knights also jumped over the table and jumped over to protect the young man's body, forming a lightning formation.

More than a dozen people drew their swords in their hands at the same time, and a fierce murderous aura was revealed, showing that they were well-trained and skilled.

The captain of the Han Army stepped back uncertainly, and said, "You are not golden, who are you!"

A knight took a step forward and whispered: "We are subordinates of the King's Army, and we have an important mission to go here! Since you are patriots, don't look for things, please help me wait for things!"

Since the Jin army invaded the south, the Song army that once ruled the Central Plains has disappeared on Hedong Road. In front of me, in the area occupied by the Golden Army, people who believe in the king's army appeared. The shock of this scene cannot be described too much!

The room was so quiet that no sound was heard, only the sound of the door leaf hitting the door panel in the wind outside.

After a while, a low cheer suddenly sounded: "It's the army of His Royal Highness King Xin! It is our people! Long live! Long live Great Song! Long live His Highness King Xin!"

The crowd rushed over all of a sudden, and they slammed up close, trying to see the officers and soldiers who believed in the king of Song Dynasty clearly.

An old farmer gently stroked the shoulder of a soldier, tears crisscrossing his face and said: "God, you are finally back! I thought I would never see Da Song's soldiers and horses in my life. Seeing you come back, I I'm stunned by death!"

The captain of the Han Chinese army asked tremblingly: "My lord, but is Wang Qiansui going to send troops from Jiangzhou to rescue us?"

Countless voices were asking at the same time: "My lord, my lord! When will the old man believe in Wang Qiansui send troops to rescue us?"

The young officer's clear gaze swept across the crowd like lightning, and said: "Our army will surely recover all the land and fight back to rescue you. There is no doubt about it. But before that, you have to keep your conscience. ."

The young man looked at everyone one by one, with that deep and majestic gaze. People felt as if they had been seen through their hearts by the young general.

The young general said: "Even if you cannot rise up to resist, then you should not provide services and cooperation to the invaders of the Golden Army, and do not inform and betray your own nation and conscience. We can forgive the fear of death and cowardice, but we will never forgive betrayal and betrayal. Spies. When our army comes back, how do you face them? If you betray your nation and personality, you will be severely and cruelly punished by our great Song Xin Wang army. I hope that each of you will live on your own conscience. Go down."

The commander of the Han Chinese army said whisperingly: "This lord, we are also compelled. At that time, the lord generals rebelled to welcome the Jin army into the city. If we refuse to follow them to the enemy, we will only have a dead end, and we have nowhere to go. Although we are here, we have nowhere to go. In the Jin Army, we still have a heart for the Song Dynasty. Although the Jin people ordered us to station here, we have never harmed our own people. On the contrary, we secretly cleaned up some single Jin soldiers and the scum who took refuge in the Jin Army. My lord, please be aware that all the old folks in the town can testify for us."

The young man said: "I know. As long as you insist on guarding your conscience and we work together, our Great Song Army will defeat the enemy faster, drive out the golden dog, and return me to the river and mountains."

Everyone said, "Yes, yes, thank you for your point." The young man said, "Tell you, the king of faith led the army, has already raised troops to besiege the last heavy guard of the Golden Army, Jiangzhou, and tens of thousands of troops are fully deployed. I'll call here sooner or later!"

Hearing the words of the young man, there was a surprise voice in the room, and everyone beamed with joy. "This matter is of great importance, don't let the wind out, so that the golden man has to beware!" the young man said.

Everyone said in unison: "My lord, please rest assured, we must be tight-lipped!"

The young man nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's not too early. We will go up and rest soon when our partners arrive. Please do it yourself."

The Han captain said hurriedly: "My lord, you can rest assured. I'll watch the night watch for you. If there is a golden army coming over, we will wake you up immediately. Here we are a local snake, and the news is fairly well-informed. There will be nothing wrong with it. of."

"That would be a burden to everyone." Seeing Xin Wangjun and his party preparing to get upstairs, the crowd around the audience quickly gave him a way.

Just as they were about to go upstairs, suddenly a team of knights rushed forward, all of which were hats and black sand masks.

As soon as the dozen or so knights rushed into the inn, ignoring the amazed crowd, they gave fists to the young general who believed in the king's army. The young general smiled and nodded, and then stretched out his hand, and under the guidance of the young Xin Wangjun general, he entered the guest room on the second floor.

"His Royal Highness, what a coincidence! You came in person too." Who could have expected that this young man was the great Song Xin Wang Zhao Zhen who led the army, resisted the Golden Army, and defended the land of Hedong and Hebei!

The knights, all wearing hats and black veils, all took off the black hats. These people who showed their true colors were not Han, but they were all Khitan. All the Khitan people stood beside the person who had just spoken. I saw that Qidan leader Yu was exalted, and his eyebrows couldn't hide the sturdy color.

Although Zhao Zhen and Yelu Dashi have never met each other, through the descriptions and portraits of their subordinates, both of them understand each other's long portraits and features.

Zhao Zhen smiled and said, "Dashi Linya, the king of the heroes of the Liao Dynasty, looked up for a long time." At this moment, Zhao Zhen noticed that the Yelu Dashi, which was less than fifty, was now gray-haired, looking so haggard and tired, and his eyebrows were centered. Knife-like wrinkles, deep bags under the eyes and bloodshot eyes.

For Yelü Dashi, at the time of disaster when the Jin Army destroyed the Liao, as the supreme military leader of the family and the country that was subjugated, he was under so much pressure and heavy load, and spent many sleepless nights of anxiety and labor.

Zhao Zhen's men opened the window, and the strong wind poured into the closed room with a fresh and cool breath, refreshing.

One of Zhao Zhen's knights, holding an oil lamp, drew two circles of Arabic numerals across the window to show the eight-character horoscope. Then, he repeated this action twice.