Hundreds of thousands of horses gathered under Shuzhou City, but at this moment, no one made any noise.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the woman in white who came slowly from the lips of the flute.
Her face was covered with a layer of white gauze, which made people unable to see her face at all, but her lips were like red lips, Shengxue in white, and Na Jinger was such a straight exposed pair without any shoes and socks. With Shuang Saixue's slender feet, it was almost intuitive to feel that what he saw in front of him must be a peerless beauty.
Even with the long sword hanging on her waist, she still gave people a soft and slender feeling.
She was so bare and slender. From this battlefield filled with blood and corpses, she slowly walked over, but she was vaguely dazed, and she felt like she was stepping on the clouds and the sky. Among the white lotus flowers.
Even the most unrestrained Jurchen knight could not have any secular thoughts in front of this woman.
From the moment she appeared, this flesh and blood battlefield turned into a Buddhist temple, a solemn and pure land in an instant, and a feeling of peace and joy was vaguely born in everyone's heart.
The horses, which were not controlled by the knights at all, retreated to the sides like a tide before the white figure approached, neatly lined up in two teams, and after the figure passed, they merged into one, as if in With the most solemn etiquette, greeted the woman in white who didn't know where she came from.
Their movements were quick and regular, and Jinger did not show any traces of disorganization due to loss of control, as if there was an invisible big hand controlling all of this in the dark, full of details.
The sound of the flute was soft and gentle, and in this weird silence, it seemed more breathtaking than any lightning and thunder.
A distance of tens of feet, fleeting.
The flute quietly stopped.
The white-clothed woman stood in front of Jin Wushu, holding a flute and looking at Jin Wushu faintly.
The long wind blew, and the white-clothed woman danced like a fairy.
Behind him is still a silent army of Jurchen.
Jin Wushu returned to his senses, suppressed the shock in his heart, and asked, "Who are you?"
But the white-clothed woman was ignorant, staring slightly, sweeping the land and city walls that were already full of mottled flesh and blood under the city of Shuzhou, her eyes showed unbearable color, and she sighed slightly: "The origin of the battlefield, there are few People return. Both the Song people and the Jin people are the same skin, flesh and blood. How can the generals give up so many lives for the Song and Jin countries for no reason, creating boundless evil karma?!
Jin Wushu frowned slightly. Although the Jurchen people believed in their original god Abu Kainduli, after the extermination of the Liao Dynasty, they moved to Zhongjing, Buddhism and Taoism and other religions began to spread among the Jurchens. The woman said that Jin Wushu is not unclear.
It's just that Jin Wushu was born in the army and has been in the world for more than ten years. He has already seen the life and death of ghosts and gods very lightly. If it hadn't been for the incredible ability of the white-clothed woman in front of him, he would have regarded it as if he was deceiving. Order the surrounding sergeants to be killed with random swords.
Now he just hummed slightly: "Our Jurchen people have always been oppressed everywhere. If we don’t kill people today, someone will come to kill us sooner or later. Now we are not fighting for ourselves, but for future generations. Fighting for our Jurchen people to have a place to live and live, it is the Southern Barbarians, the warriors of the Jurchen tribe who are afraid of death, who puts death in their eyes."
He deliberately exhaled, and these words turned away from a distance. Some Jurchen sergeants around were shocked, and finally recovered from the original sound of the flute, revealing the look of awakening from a dream.
"Ho... Ho..."
Those Jurchen sergeants called to respond to Jin Wushu's words, but the Shuzhou garrison on the head of the city yelled a little, and for a while, the world was full of noises again.
The woman said faintly: "If we say that we live and multiply, there are thousands of miles of grasslands outside the Guan, the dense forests of Changbai Mountains, where you can't go hunting, and you are happy and natural. On the contrary, it is a hidden dragon and a tiger in the Song Dynasty. Blood must be returned for blood. If the Jurchen really faces the scourge of subjugation of the country and clan in the future, I am afraid that it will also be caused by the evil cause that the general planted today. The general may wish to study carefully, and do not lose the cause!"
She whispered among the thousands of troops, but she felt quiet and indifferent, and the noise around her gradually became a little weaker.
Jin Wushu frowned and asked, "This king came from a bush of knives and guns. He has never eaten this set. What is the girl's intention? Let's say it clearly."
The white-clothed woman cast her eyes on the city of Shuzhou not far away, but said softly: "Just send the army to the Jurchens for the common people's livelihood, then retreat, and open up the peace of Song and Jin for eternity. This is the merit!"
At this moment, the world suddenly became silent again.
Everyone who heard this looked at the woman with incredible expressions in their eyes.
Although the strange ability of this woman just now made them feel lingering, but she wanted to use one person to make the hundreds of thousands of Jurchen army abandon this Huanghuang expedition that had already traveled a hundred miles and a half-ninety? !
Is she crazy? !
Thousands of eyes were cast on the woman.
The white-clothed woman still had a faint expression, calm, just like what had just been said, it was a trivial matter.
Jin Wushu looked at the white-clothed woman and suddenly laughed unexpectedly: "What's wrong with the peace discussion?"
"Four Uncles..."
"Great handsome..."
Wan Yan Yong and Han Chang who were on the side were shocked when they heard the words, and they were about to talk, but they were stopped by Jin Wushu's wave.
Jin Wushu retreated his horse, stepped aside, waved his hand, and the Jurchen army gave way to Shuzhou City Gate and said lightly: "If you can persuade the Song Dynasty emperor in Shuzhou City to come out and talk about the peace treaty in detail, The day when the peace talks came to fruition was the time when the king retired, and when the two countries of Song and Jin were in peace forever, it was also what the king wanted."
What the white-clothed woman said, although it seemed like a Buddhist theory of cause and effect, Jin Wushu understood that she actually said what he was most worried about.
In the past ten years or so, he has fought more than a hundred battles with the army of the Song State, and he has a better understanding of the soldiers and people of the Song State than any individual of the Jurchen tribe, and he is not as weak as they originally thought.
In the past, the Song Dynasty was only polished by the centuries of Shengping, and was emptied by the easy life. It was like a sleeping beast, seemingly capable of being bullied, and seemingly powerless. But if someone accidentally surprised this beast to wake up, I'm afraid that within a short period of time, it will suffer its own consequences.
Just when I went south to Pingsong and went all the way to break the bamboo, Yue Fei, Han Shizhong, Liu Qi, Wu Jie, Wu Lin and other fierce generals suddenly appeared one after another. Isn't it the best example? !
What I should do most right now is definitely not to push this beast that is gradually waking up to the corner, forcing it to give it a go.
This is also the real reason why I personally requested orders to lead the army on the expedition this time, with the intention of using war to make peace.
With the character of the emperor of the Song Dynasty, under the circumstances of this kind of military pressure, if this peace negotiation can be achieved, not only will the Dajin Kingdom take advantage of it, but also there is no worry that the Song Dynasty emperor will not do his best to maintain peace between the two countries. , Restrain your subordinates, there will be no more troubles.
Moreover, with the suspicious and jealous character of the Song Emperor, he is bound to hide everything, and he does not even wait for himself to restrain him in the peace agreement. The day when the tie is drawn, he will turn his spearhead and deal with those heavy soldiers. Time.
Real soldiers can only be experienced on the battlefield of blood and blood. As long as the peace talks, you will not worry about the rich years of Jiangnan and will not erode the souls of the soldiers who have been hardened by the blood and sweat of the Song Dynasty.
The best way for a beast that is waking up is to induce it to fall asleep again.
This white-clothed woman seems to have a different skill, and can control tens of thousands of horses with the sound of the flute. Although there are hundreds of thousands of Jurchen riders under Shuzhou City, no matter how powerful she is, she can hardly influence the overall situation, but after all At this moment, my own strength has been lost, and it will be useless to attack again today.
Also, the identity of the woman in white clothes is not clear. She mentioned this peace talk, and I don’t know if she is trying to slow down the enemy. Now letting her come forward and ask the Emperor of Song to come out for peace talks is a temptation, but she can also throw the responsibility for not wanting peace talks on. On the side of Song Jun.
If this woman in white clothes is not known to the Song Army, Song Army is afraid that he will not venture to enlist in the city. After all, at this critical moment, the city gate is the last barrier to guard the city. Right now, his own siege army is already there. Soldiers approach the city, stare at them, and when the city gate opens, there will be infinite variables.
And even if the white-clothed woman used her strange and unpredictable means to enter the city, and even invited the Song Dynasty emperor to come forward for peace talks, it was nothing.
After all, this is exactly what I wanted to do.
So no matter what the calculation is, there is no need for oneself to turn his face with this mysterious and inexplicable white-clothed woman at this time.
He smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked at the woman in white.
Wan Yanyong and Han Chang stepped aside and looked at each other, but they also had their own calculations in their hearts.
The white-clothed woman did not move, and said softly: "The general has a heart for peace talks and has immense merit. Why not take the troops back to the camp first, and wait for the young woman to ask the emperor of Song Dynasty to come to talk."
"what?!"
"Bold!"
Han Chang and Wan Yanyong yelled loudly at the same time.
Jin Wushu didn't change his expression, and said lightly: "This king respects you three points, but he is not afraid of you seven points. Right now, this king has shown enough sincerity. If the girl doesn't know how to advance or retreat..."
His face sank slightly, lowered his head, looked at the white-clothed woman, and said: "This king really wants to see how the girl alone can persuade the 600,000 army outside Shuzhou City."
With a sound of "Zheng", a group of cold sword aura, when his voice just fell, it lit up in front of them without warning, but Jin Wushu, Wanyan Yong and Han Chang were all for a while. Shrouded in.
The sword light seemed faint, but it seemed a bit brighter than the electric light in the sky.
In vain, the three of them felt as if they were not in the familiar battlefield under Shuzhou City.
A swell of solidified coldness that seemed to permeate the depths of their bone marrow.
Han Chang and Wanyan Yong both had their swords out of their sheaths, and Jin Wushu was fully clothed, struggling to resist this impenetrable, maddening sword energy.
There seemed to be endless violent cold wind and hail all around in an instant, beating and hitting everyone's mind and body.
This is an extremely weird feeling.
The woman's demure voice slowly came from the storm: "The little woman is powerless to fight against the 600,000 army of Jurchen, but she has absolute certainty that the general and the others can stay here, and the general does not believe it?!"
After a long while, Jin Wushu let out a muffled hum: "Retract!"