"What?! Peace talk?!" Liu Zifang stood up suddenly, hitting the temporarily erected table in front of him with a tumult, and almost fell apart.
The surrounding Liu Zhishun and other generals also opened their eyes wide and looked at Zhao Kuangyin standing in front of them in disbelief.
Zhao Kuangyin did not move, and slowly nodded.
"Why?!" Liu Zifang roared like a thunderbolt. He clenched his fists and seemed to want to rush at any time.
The Jurchen Prancing Horse Central Plains Fan for more than ten years, the blood on his hand is more than tens of millions. Almost anyone standing here has an indispensable national hatred with the Jurchen.
They hated, angered, went mad, and fought hard. They used to pave the way for the emperor's official to sit firmly in front of them, but when they used their blood and tears to help the emperor's official to sit firmly on the dragon. After taking the chair, the emperor official immediately used Qin Hui as the country, blindly seeking peace from the Jurchens.
Their blood has been cooled by this, but their hatred has not been forgotten.
The tragic deaths of those relatives, confidants, and comrades-in-arms who died in the hands of the Jurchens are still vividly visible even now.
Therefore, when the emperor's official struggled up and ordered the Jurchen who came forward to fight, they immediately leaped back on their horses and saddled them, and used their blood to fight the Jurchens.
Finally set up this chain plan, and finally risked a life of nine deaths to bring the Jurchen into this ambush. Since they successfully introduced the Jurchen into this Jedi, they have long forgotten to worry about the comparison of forces and worries. When the times are so different, what fills their hearts is only revenge and only hate.
At this moment, they have almost forgotten that what stood in front of them was the current Ziguan family. In their eyes, only the hideous features of the Jurchen were left, and only those relatives and friends who died in the hands of the Jurchen were left behind. The blood is still bright red for many years.
Get it back!
Thousands of injustices, blood and tears!
Get it back!
Must get it back!
At this time, how can you think of arguing with the Jurchens? !
Could it be that people like me are miserable? !
Could it be that the imposing and reincarnation of this period of time in front of me has almost convinced myself and others like the emperor, who is regarded as a god, has not really changed? !
Could it be that in his bones, he is still the old cowardly and cowardly official of the emperor who seeks peace? !
"What about no peace talks? There are hundreds of thousands of Jurchens down the mountain. Even if you line up to kill you, can you finish the killing?" Wang Gui, who had been silent for a while, said suddenly.
"Shit..." Liu Zifang looked back suddenly, and grabbed Wang Gui's skirt: "I have a life!"
Blue veins protruded on Wang Gui's face, beating like an earthworm, but he didn't fight back. He just said coldly: "How many Jurchens can be killed by one life? Five? Ten? How many of us, how many of them are there? "
Liu Zifang said coldly: "Fighting one is one, killing two and earning one, Lao Tzu is not like your courageous gangster. He always thinks about revenge, but he shrinks when things happen!"
Wang Gui had calmed down, grinning as if he was laughing, but it was uglier than crying: "Of course it's refreshing to lose his life, but what about after finishing it?"
"Fight..." Liu Zifang doubled his eyebrows, he was about to have a seizure, but he stopped suddenly, opened his mouth wide, and panted heavily.
After all, he is a warrior who has experienced many battles. Although he was a little dizzy under the huge psychological gap of seeing a big enemy and returning to the mountain again, he was reminded by Wang Gui. Was suddenly awake.
It is true that in the current situation, it seems that oneself has taken advantage of it, but in reality it is just an illusion created by the emperor's exquisite arrangement.
There is a bit of reality and a bit of imaginary in it, as long as you think about it carefully, you can't understand it.
At this time, taking advantage of the Jurchen Army's exhaustion, the big guys desperately rushed to death, and naturally they can make the Jurchen people suffer a big loss. However, once the Jurchen Sergeant returns to God and sees through the reality of his own side, he will fight back with anger, but It is definitely not something you can resist.
The more worrying one is the one that Wang Gui said.
Yes it is!
With such a group of big masters on the mountain, fighting for one is one, fighting for two to earn one, isn't it a life!
If you don't have to think about it, then, if you are not in such a situation, even if Liu Zifang has only one man and one horse, he will go straight to the enemy camp and kill him happily.
But now he is not alone!
He and the group of brothers in front of him were the first and last barriers for the Song Dynasty to fight the Jurchen Cavalry southward.
They can fall, but the barrier of Da Song cannot fall!
Once the Jurchens see through the truth, once your group of people fall under the swords and spears of the Jurchens, don’t talk about revenge and shame at that time, and return me to the rivers and mountains. I’m afraid that Jurchen’s iron cavalry can do it. Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and thousands of people, will once again fall into the abyss of war.
He took a long breath and slowly let go of the hand holding Wang Gui's shirt.
When he raised his eyes, the surrounding generals also gritted their teeth and remained silent, their expressions as pale as Wang Gui just now.
It is really harder than death to ask these passionate men to let go of these passionate men, when their life feud is right in front of them, and when they are close at hand.
Everyone looked at each other, but they could only see each other's helplessness.
Zhao Kuangyin looked around at the crowd, got up, pressed his hand on the edge of the table, and said: "Generals, this time I owe you my life!"
The generals looked up with a stunned expression.
The corner of Zhao Kuangyin's mouth bends a little helplessly: "This time you can't let the generals take revenge, it's the court, it's me!"
"If it weren't for the imperial court for ten years to demand peace and leave the elite soldiers idle, it would not be the case that the Jurchens attacked south, and the imperial court had very few available troops. As long as the available troops were doubled this time, I With absolute certainty, keep all these Jurchens here!"
The generals shook their heads and were about to speak, but Zhao Kuangyin had chosen to wave his hands to stop them: "I owe you this great enmity. One day, I will take you to get it back. I will speak here today. , Generals, you have a good life to write down!"
The emperor's promise is more than a thousand dollars.
All the generals underneath made their own military salutes and shouted in low voices: "Yes!"
Zhao Kuangyin swept across the already very different auras on them, and nodded slightly.
He knew that these generals in front of him were all bloody men, real soldiers.
At the moment, although they have a clear priority, they have suppressed their bloody enemies due to the situation in front of them, but this incident is likely to cause them to regret in their lives, and even make it difficult to declare and kill their lofty ambitions.
Even after I came to this era, I had already reversed the practice of my unscrupulous descendants, corrected the current malpractices, actively prepared the military for war, and intended to shame, so that these generals had already seen a brand-new emperor and marshal.
However, at such moments that make them feel bad and helpless, they will inevitably still have complaints in their hearts about the mistakes committed by the timid and incompetent emperor official in the past.
So he simply spoke out openly and took the responsibility for this matter.
After all, no matter what, what I am using now is still the identity of my unscrupulous descendant.
Today's fruit is actually due to the evil reason that my unscrupulous descendant repelled the military commander and blindly sought peace.
If you do this posture before you lead your own army, you might think that your emperor official is afraid of the pressure of the Jurchen army, so you can lower your posture to please the army and trick them into working for the court. Fear will make them look down on themselves from the bottom of their hearts.
However, when he fought side by side with them to this moment, all the generals in front of him already understood what kind of person the Emperor Marshal standing in front of them was. At this moment, I was frankly responsible for the mistakes my unscrupulous descendants had committed in the past, but it was easy for these generals to feel that their emperor's official family was truly reborn. Since then, they have laughed at the past and have no more grudges in their hearts.
When soldiers are in danger, it is always the easiest time for people to be united and united.
Just like in front of me.
"Of course." Zhao Kuangyin's eyes pierced, and he scanned the generals who had renewed their fighting spirit in front of him, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth: "Even if it is for peace talks, I will let Jin Wushu know about this battle. Talks and talks are so uncomfortable!