Li Yunze silently looked at Yue Fei in front of him.
Like most generals, he is not as tall as expected, but his figure is extremely strong.
Especially his hands, the little fresh meat was so thick that it could scare him into fainting.
He has been through many worlds and has seen countless heroes and beauties, but when he looked at Yue Fei in front of him, he felt a little lost.
Because this name has become a totem representing faith thousands of years later.
It represents the faith of many people who want to be heroes but do not have the great perseverance. Li Yunze was once one of them.
Now seeing the real Yue Fei, instead of the Yue Fei who had gradually disappeared from the book, I was so excited that I was speechless for a moment.
Yue Fei was a little stunned. Could this young general be dissatisfied with him?
Are you blaming yourself for being busy collecting military supplies after entering the camp, or is it because you didn't come to visit him?
In the slightly weird atmosphere, Li Yunze breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned over and dismounted, stepped in front of Yue Fei and helped him up, "There is no need to be polite in Pengju."
Yue Fei was stunned, "How did the general know that Yue..."
"I have been to Tangyin before and heard about you. Yue Fei and Yue Pengju are the invincible enemies of Tangyin."
Everyone around them didn't care at all about Tang Yin's invincible hand. Everyone looked at Li Yunze in confusion because he claimed to be the king.
Usually those who claim the title of king are thieves and chieftains. If someone like Li Yunze claims to be the king while in the Song army but has not been beheaded, then he is really the prince of the Song Dynasty.
Niu Gao, who looks like a reckless man but has a good brain, explained things in a timely manner.
"The imperial governor of the Song Dynasty, the military governor of Sui'an Qingyuan Army, the military governor of Fengning in Jingjiang, the military commander of Yongxing Army, the military governor of Anguo and Anwu, the pastor of Xinde and the pastor of Jizhou, the pastor of Guizhou and the pastor of Zhengzhou... His Royal Highness Prince Kang is here!"
There is no need to panic when faced with this series of titles, because if these positions are placed on ministers, they will undoubtedly be as powerful as Zhao Kuangyin in the past.
But if it were for the prince, then it would be a false position, dedicated to receiving salary from afar.
Li Yunze held Yue Fei's hand with obvious enthusiasm, "When I passed by Tangyin, I heard about Pengju's reputation but could not meet him, which is a pity. I heard that Pengju's family was struggling to make a living, so I specially ordered someone to leave a hundred strings in your home. money."
Hearing this, Yue Fei was moved.
His family still had dozens of acres of farmland during the period of his father Yue He, and he was considered a middle-class farmer in Tangyin.
If it weren't for these family assets, Yue Fei wouldn't have been able to learn martial arts from famous teachers.
As the saying goes, the poor in literature and rich in martial arts, the cost of practicing martial arts is far more than studying.
Yue He pays attention to loyalty and can be regarded as a heroic man.
Judging from the social environment at that time, their family's fields were either sold or occupied by large households who paid little by little interest.
When Yue Fei became a master of martial arts, he could only support his family by recruiting soldiers.
Later, Yue He's death was another expense, and a flood on Hebei West Road was a fatal event.
There is an old mother at home, a young child at the bottom, and a wife to support Yue Fei. The family's livelihood is difficult, so he can only apply for the army again after observing filial piety to support the family.
While serving in the army, what Yue Fei missed most was naturally his family.
Yue Fei was naturally extremely moved when he heard that Li Yunze sent money to his family.
He subconsciously wanted to salute and thank him, but his hands were firmly held by Li Yunze, and he couldn't bow down for a moment.
This really surprised Yue Fei.
You must know that he is born with supernatural power, he can draw a three hundred kilogram strong bow, and he can fire an eight-stone waist crossbow!
"Let's go and count the military supplies, gather the prisoners, and treat the wounded. Especially the horses. The more you collect, the better." With a slight smile, Li Yunze finally let go.
It’s not that horses can’t be raised in the Central Plains, and it’s not that Han’er’s riding skills are inferior to herdsmen.
It is purely because where horses can be raised, it is obviously more profitable to use it for farming.
The importance of cavalry is self-evident, and of course the horse must be gathered as much as possible.
While counting the supplies, Zhang Xian asked secretly, "Brother, are you really a prince?"
"It's natural." Yue Fei smiled on the spot, "There are tens of thousands of soldiers in the victorious army, how can they admit the wrong person?"
Wang Gui followed up by saying, "The prince seems to value my brother very much."
"Of course, my brother's martial arts skills are unparalleled, even the prince knows about it." Zhang Xian was obviously excited. "If the prince values me, my brother will definitely become famous."
"Don't say this again."
Yue Fei shook his head slightly: "Have a good time doing things."
Not only was he grateful for Li Yunze's help, he also admired him very much.
Because of his noble status as King Kang, he actually risked his life and came to the front line to fight, and even defeated the golden soldiers who besieged the city.
How can we not be disrespectful to this courage and courage?
If he were not a prince, but an official... how could the Jin people enter the country?
It was getting late, and Han Shizhong, who had been chasing for dozens of miles, finally returned home happily.
"Your Majesty."
Han Shizhong got off his horse and went straight to Li Yunze who was checking the seizure statistics. "The general is back."
Li Yunze, who was busy looking at the statistics, asked without raising his head, "From how happy you are, you must have gained a lot."
"Your Majesty is wise."
Han Shizhong first offered a pat on the horse, and then proudly showed off, "The last general pursued Na Yelu Mawu and gained more than five hundred!"
"Not bad." Li Yunze looked up and praised, "Well done, I'll mark it down in the credit book for you."
The delighted Han Shizhong noticed Yue Fei who was reporting on the seized supplies.
As a martial artist, his intuition allowed him to detect that Yue Fei was a good player, but that was all.
Li Yunze asked again, "Have you brought all the horses back?"
"Yes." Han Shizhong saluted hurriedly, "We collected more than 400 horses along the way, all of them are fine war horses."
"Hundreds of horses have been collected here in Pengju." Li Yunze pointed to the place where the horses are gathered. "And the ones we collected along the way, I will give them all to you."
"Your Majesty." Han Shizhong scratched his head. "The horses are enough. There are two to three thousand war horses alone, but there are no people."
"Those who have never ridden a horse can indeed ride a horse after practicing for a while. But that is just a substitute. If you want to fight with a real cavalry, it will take two or three years."
"You still want me to teach you something like this?"
Li Yunze put away the paperwork and smiled casually, "You are Han Powu. Don't you know how to recruit people from other ministries? The salary will be doubled. Those who agree to come will be given twenty guan of housing allowance."
Han Shizhong was overjoyed: "Yes, there are many cavalrymen in the Western Army. Prince, don't worry, I, Old Han, will definitely bring over all the cavalrymen and horses."
The Western Army is a collective term. In fact, the internal struggles between various armies and government offices are extremely fierce, and there is constant acrimony.
No one will show mercy when they have the opportunity to deceive others.
There are people everywhere in the Western Army who Han Powu can't stand.
Now that the prince is backing him up, Huo Huo is still not happy.
After waiting for several days, one sunny afternoon, the vanguard of the army led by Zhong Shizhong finally arrived at the Pingding Army.
The first thing I saw when I came here was that there were hundreds of Khitan people digging holes on the roadside.
"Your Majesty."
Seeing Li Yunze again, Master Zhong didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
This prince was really daring. With just a portion of the Shengjie Army, he dared to penetrate two hundred miles of land regardless of the situation. Not only did he conquer Jingxing, he even relieved the Pingding Army.
If he were given more troops and horses, he might even be able to relieve the siege of Taiyuan City.
Looking at the many prisoners working, one knew that the gains from this battle must be considerable.
With such an all-powerful performance, if he were an ordinary general's son in the Western Army, he would dare to train him as his successor.
But this prince... is too courageous!
"Lieutenant Zhong." Li Yunze smiled and cupped his hands, "The Victory Army has fulfilled its mission and has already rescued the Pingding Army."
"Okay." Master Zhong had a complicated look on his face, and finally nodded, "The merits of the victorious army must be reported to the imperial court."
This was something the two of them had agreed upon through a messenger before, and it was said that Li Yunze's unauthorized dispatch of troops was allowed by the military commander.
Anyway, if you win, it's easy to say, and everyone is happy.
After ignoring this matter and riding to pacify the military city, the masters pointed doubts at the Khitan people who were digging holes. "My lord, what does this mean? Is it going to be buried?"
"It should have been buried long ago." Li Yunze glanced at it and stopped paying attention. "It is to dig a horse pit to prepare for the Jin cavalry."
Li Yunze knew very well how powerful the Jin cavalry was, because he himself was an expert at commanding the cavalry.
If the battlefield is in the Taihang Mountains, then nothing can be said. Mountain warfare has a great impact on the cavalry.
But now we have to rescue Taiyuan City and face the most powerful Western Route Army in the Jinzhong Basin.
Not to mention that Li Yunze can only command one Shengjie army now. Even if all the soldiers and horses in the division belong to him, he is not sure about it.
Hearing this, the members of the army nodded repeatedly, "The Jin cavalry are extremely powerful in all directions, especially on the flat ground. They are even more powerful. Now the other two groups of soldiers and horses are still silent. It's really, really..."
"Then just wait."
Li Yunze ordered, "Just hit the edge of Taiyuan City first, and then go to Bianliang City and let them urge the friendly forces to speed up."
"Your Majesty's words are exactly what I want."
As a veteran general, Zhongshi knew very well that although the Western Army had more soldiers and horses, its combat effectiveness was not as good as that of the Jin people. Moreover, if it penetrated deep into the Jinzhong Basin, it would lose its geographical advantage. The hundreds of thousands of troops who were divided into troops would be in vain. Lost people and people.
That is to say, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, which makes Jin Bing, who cannot tolerate the heat, unbearable.
If you advance alone, you will definitely be defeated by the powerful golden soldiers, and you must wait until friendly troops come up together.
The memorial was quickly sent to Bianliang City, and the court was still arguing about the most important battle at this time.
Zhao Huan was unwilling to bear the infamy of ceding territory.
Think about Shi Jingtang, who has been scolded for hundreds of years after ceding Yanyun Sixteen States, and it is foreseeable that he will continue to be scolded in the future.
He, Zhao Huan, did not dare to end up like Shi Jingtang.
So after the Jin soldiers besieged Bianliang City for the first time and retreated, he regretted it.
Since you regret it, you must continue to fight.
And Taiyuan City has become an extremely critical node.
However, what Zhao Huan did not expect was that when he was preparing to discuss the war in Taiyuan Prefecture in the court, the party members of the Supreme Emperor Zhao Ji suddenly launched an attack and pointed the finger at his good brother, King Kang!
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