"Haha... Junior brother, do you dare to give it a try?"
Seeing Yue Fei transform back into Yue Fei, Wang Zhi also laughed happily.
Although Yue Fei was focused on training and doing things during this period, without slacking off at all, Wang Zhi could see that there had been no smile on his face for a long time, and he was no longer as depressed as he was before. The former Yue Peng, who staunchly joined the army and then galloped around the land of Hebei, was promoted.
He can understand himself, so why can't he understand him?
The shopping mall does not belong to him, the battlefield is his destination.
"Why don't you dare? The general invites you!"
"drive!"
Yue Fei rushed out as soon as he finished speaking.
"Oh...junior brother, you're being ridiculous!"
"Babai, chase!"
Wang Erlang slapped the horse's belly, and the big white horse neighed and chased after him.
Different from the first time when they came to Huaide Army, now they are welcomed all the way to Pingxia City and their eyes are full of goodwill. They all now know that the tall young man on the white horse is not an ominous person who brings disaster to them, but Those who bring them prosperity and happiness,
He smiled and greeted the foreigners. Before he reached the city gate, the young city guard ran over and took the reins of the horse, "Commander Wang, you are back. The whole city is eagerly looking forward to you." "
As he spoke, he looked behind the horse and saw that there was nothing but an ordinary-looking young man. He couldn't help but feel suspicious.
"What are you looking at? They are all behind you. Hurry up and order the roads in the city to be opened."
"Why!"
The young city guard trotted into the city with a happy face and gave orders.
Wang Zhi also smiled slightly when he saw the sudden busyness at the city gate.
Although the soldiers guarding the city gate are still soldiers of the Song Dynasty, after several years of stationing in the Song Dynasty city on the former border of Xixia, they have long been assimilated by the city. They are good when the city is good, and they are bad when the city is bad.
Except for the more than a thousand guards and some Song merchants, the rest of the city, including the surrounding areas, were all Xixia people. Now even the Song merchants were gone.
So can we still say that they are the Song Army...
It would be more appropriate to call them Pingxia Army.
Yue Fei followed Wang Zhi into the city surrounded by the people. The scene in front of him reminded him of the scene outside Bianjing two months ago, when it was still in the spring breeze. It was very similar to the scene before him.
Except for the different cities and different people, everything else is the same, the same support, the same heartfelt respect.
Although he is often unreliable, and his words and actions are often out of his depth, he is right. War will kill people, tear up people's families, and destroy all their hard work.
The original meaning of war is to protect, but if war can be avoided and maximum results achieved with minimal losses, then this is the true meaning of protection.
He can always teach himself a lot with his rather immature thoughts and actions. His small righteousness is not worth mentioning in front of his righteousness. If he can win the victory over Xixia without seeing a weapon, then his own ability …it’s okay to bury it.
"Junior brother, if Xixia comes to attack, how do you think this city should be defended?"
Wang Zhi's question interrupted his thoughts. He looked around at the prosperous city and the smiling faces filled with happiness. He raised his head and said, "General, I want to try to attack."
Wang Zhi turned his head to look at him while riding on his horse. Seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, he was silent for a moment and said, "The 10,000 garrison sent by my uncle will not be willing to go out of the city to fight."
"Don't we have three thousand guards?"
"Three thousand...is it enough..."
"If we fight on familiar ground and things can't be done, it's okay to retreat to Pingxia City."
Wang Zhi thought for a long time and finally nodded. He didn't want to start a war in Pingxia City unless he had no choice.
When the two horses arrived in front of the Xixia Chamber of Commerce, the shopkeeper Wang Xiang and a group of merchants went out to greet them.
Wang Erlang laughed and greeted everyone, and then went in together.
Two hours later, a young man came in to report, and everyone went out to greet them. When the endless caravan entered Pingxia City, the whole city was boiling.
Unlike most people in Fengxiang Mansion who just watch the excitement, after all, the goods from Xixia have little to do with them, and even if they buy them, they will not be much cheaper than usual.
But the goods from the Song Dynasty are different for the people of Pingxia City. What is piled on the carriages is their clothes, their food, and their daily necessities, and the price is only half of the previous price. One of them made them extremely unhappy.
That's why Zhong Hao said that Wang Erlang was an enemy, a naked enemy.
After all the businessmen received funding from Wang Erlang, they were even more afraid to face this smiling young man, their president.
At the celebration banquet in the evening, they did not dare to take the initiative to talk to Wang Zhi. Finally, a businessman plucked up the courage to stand up and bow to Wang Erlang: "Dear President, forgive me for my incompetence. I cannot stop the Emperor of Daxia from treating us." Coveted by the Chamber of Commerce.”
"But don't worry, I, the Tuyuhun tribe, will not allow the peace and stability of Pingxia City to be broken. If the Dangxiang tribe comes to attack, I will be the first to pick up a sword and go to the city..."
Before Shi Kua could finish his words, he was interrupted by Xi Fenghuai, "Shi Kua, what are you talking about? The Tuoba Li family cannot represent my entire Dangxiang clan. This time His Majesty insists on taking back Pingxia City. I The Xi Feng clan is strongly opposed to it, and none of my Xi Feng clan’s soldiers have gone out to fight.”
"On the contrary, your Tuyuhun tribe has summoned more than a thousand troops this time. How do you explain this?"
Shi Kua seemed very excited and refuted: "They are traitors. They have been removed from my name by Tuyuhun and no longer belong to me. After this matter, our clan will definitely clean up the family. You said that your Xifeng clan will not send troops, but the leader of your clan We made it clear in court that we support sending troops, how do you explain it?"
When Xifenghuai heard this, he also retorted with red eyes, and the two argued endlessly.
Some people were trying to stop the fight, some were keeping their heads down, and some were drinking.
Wang Zhi watched with cold eyes, taking in all their expressions, and had a deeper understanding of the situation in Xixia.
Although this country is a good combination of interests of various tribes, after more than a hundred years of development, the dominance of the Tuoba Li family has been deeply implanted in the hearts of every Xixia person.
Even if their wealth is taken away and their interests are taken, most of them dare not speak out.
For example, this time the Tuoba Li family wanted to regain Pingxia City. Although they were all reluctant, none of them dared to stand up and openly resist the emperor's order. The best they could do was not to send troops when called upon.
For example, in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, Xia Jingzong and Li Yuanhao no longer had the courage to raise a flag to rebel if they didn't like it at all.
Wang Erlang himself didn't count on these people. After all, they were all Xixia nobles. The war between the two countries cut off trade. The real people who were hurt were the people at the bottom. At most, they couldn't squander as much as before. He expected them to just follow him. It is obviously unrealistic to lift the Li family's table.
The more unfair Tuoba Li is to you, the more tolerant I will be to you. The fish has just bitten the hook, so don't be impatient.
"Two brothers, let's finally get together to have a drink today and talk about those disappointing things."
Wang Zhi waved his hand for the two of them to sit down, "Don't worry, my Langya Wang family still has some say in the northwest of the Song Dynasty. Not to mention too many, one hundred thousand soldiers can still be mobilized."
"Ten thousand soldiers have marched towards Pingxia City today. Just keep your hearts in mind."
"As long as our Xixia Chamber of Commerce is still here, our Pingxia City will not suffer any damage."
"This is our common home and the source of our prosperous life. How can we allow others to destroy it."
"Come, do it for our Chamber of Commerce, for our Pingxia City, for our wealth!"
Wang Erlang took the lead and raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. All the merchants were ashamed and drank it all too.
The atmosphere tonight was a bit dull, and everyone didn't have much time to watch the dance and drink, so they broke up and went back after a while.
"Second Young Master, are there really 100,000 troops coming to help?" Wang Xiang followed Wang Zhi back to the house with a lantern, and couldn't help but ask on the way.
"Yes, Uncle Xiang."
"I have never deceived you."
When Wang Xiang heard this, his heart suddenly sank into the soles of his feet, and he prepared for the worst.
…
The next day, as expected, more than ten thousand Song soldiers appeared under Pingxia City. At this time, the people in the city also learned that the Xixia Emperor was going to regain Pingxia City. Instead of being hostile to the Song army, they were greatly rewarded and regarded these as Pingxia City. The Song army, who was surrounded by jackals, tigers and leopards, was completely confused.
One by one, Song soldiers entered the city amid the crowds of civilians in Pingxia City. They all looked around uneasily. Only when they saw the figure of the tall young man on the tower did they feel relieved.
That was Zhong Tongpan's nephew, Lao Zhongjinglue's grandson, they had all met him before.
A young boy from the Fan clan hurriedly climbed up to the city tower, approached Wang Zhi and whispered: "President, the head of my family asked me to tell you that Daxia has mobilized 50,000 troops and has gathered in Weizhou, and they may attack at any time. Pingxia City.”
Wang Zhi nodded. He knew Weizhou. It was a border state of Xixia. It was close to Huaide's army. It didn't take half a day to ride from Weizhou to Pingxia City. The real thing was that the sword was hanging above his head.
Fifty thousand troops...
Wang Erlang looked solemn, turned around and walked down the tower, all the way to the government office.
The government guards did not stop him or notify him, so he walked all the way to the end, dragged out the mud-like guard from the pile of women, and threw him into the yard.
"You...are you here to rescue me?" Wei Guozhong, the general of Pingxia, raised his head and said tremblingly.
Wang Zhi looked at the mess. He had a rather big frame. He thought he was a fierce general, but he had no flesh left on his body. The circles under his eyes were so dark that he had to search carefully to see his eyes. He was also a pitiful man.
"No, give me the command talisman, Xixia is coming to attack the city."
Wang Erlang gave up his thoughts. He closed his eyes and said, "If you don't want to give me, just come. No matter if the city is destroyed, I can be considered worthy of Your Majesty and the Song Dynasty."
"Give it to me. I'll give you your freedom after retreating from the enemy this time."
"good!"
Wei Guozhong agreed simply. His toughness disappeared instantly. He took out a military badge from his arms and handed it to Wang Erlang.
