"Why it came out like this."
On the city wall of Huanglong Mansion, Wanyan Wushu, with a haggard face, stared blankly at the mountains and seas of Song troops outside the city.
In the past few years, he couldn't figure out why Dai Jin, who was sweeping the world, was beaten to his hometown.
Thousands of Song troops who used to be chased by a dozen cavalrymen fled in panic, but now why could the Song troops surround Huanglong Mansion?
He can't figure it out, he can't understand, he really doesn't understand!
Wanyan Wushu didn't understand because he only saw the strength of his side, but he forgot that they were only a few hundred thousand people in essence, and they came from a remote and remote area.
Relying on desperate efforts, you may be able to gain prestige for a while.
And their opponents, whether it is human, material or financial resources, far exceed their existence.
The reason why they could win in the past was because the Jin people were so poor that they only had their lives left, and those who were so poor dared to risk their lives.
But because their opponents are wealthy, they are too weak to dare to fight.
But now, Li Yunze's appearance has integrated the already unparalleled power, and made the people of Song Dynasty no longer afraid of fighting for their lives.
Once you are no longer afraid of fighting for your life, then hundreds of thousands of golden people will mean nothing.
It is not difficult to make the Song Army fight tooth and nail without fear of death. Just give them good treatment, give them enough respect, and organize them.
In the past, the people of Song Dynasty could not defeat the people of Jin Dynasty. It was because of the incompetence of the officials and generals. They were afraid of death and did not dare to fight hard. As a result, the Song army and the people did not dare to fight hard.
Now that there are officials and generals who dare to fight and are not afraid of death, it is natural that the Song Army, which has absolute advantages in all aspects, will push back to Huanglong Mansion.
"Mr. Qin."
Wanyan Wushu, with a dry face, turned to look at Qin Hui next to him, "Song people, are you still not even willing to surrender?"
Qin Hui's face was even uglier than Wanyan Wushu's, and his slender body was trembling slightly, "Don't even think about surrendering, they just want us all to die!"
After the Jin army retreated outside the pass, the entire pass fell into chaos.
All the tribes that had been conquered by the Jin army jumped out to fight with them, and with the support of the Song army, their combat effectiveness was greatly enhanced.
Even the Bohai people, who used to be die-hard allies, rebelled, and everyone wanted to exchange the Jin man's head for a hundred coins.
The Jin army, which was already greatly weakened, became increasingly difficult and had to retreat completely under the impact of these well-informed tribes.
When Yue Fei led his army out of the customs and came straight to Huanglong, in the last decisive battle half a month ago, the coach Nianhan died on the spot, and a large number of famous generals, veterans and clans were almost wiped out along with the main army.
When the news reached Huanglong Mansion, the king Wu Qimai suffered a stroke immediately and lost his breath the next day.
The chaotic Huanglong Mansion was quickly surrounded, and the only one who could make the decision was the young Wu Shu.
In order to preserve the last strength, Wu Shu sent envoys to actively seek peace, but the result was flatly rejected.
In Yue Fei's words, "The officials said, nothing is allowed." '
This is to kill them all!
Once upon a time, when they were under Bianliang City, they also killed them all.
It's just that things are changing now, and there's nothing we can't accept. ….As the dull horn sounded, the Yue family army, who was famous for being able to stop the children crying outside the city at night, began to attack the city.
The last Jin army has no way to retreat.
Not only the Song army, but all the tribes outside the pass wanted them dead.
Although the world is big, there is no place for them to retreat. Even if they want to go back to their hometown in Tunguska, they can't go back now.
The Jin army resisted desperately, much tougher than the defenders of Bianliang City.
Unfortunately it's of no use.
The Song army first quickly blew open the city wall, and then a large number of soldiers poured into the city to fight in the streets.
Facing the Yue Jiajun, who had an average number of armored soldiers, the resistance of the Jin army was quickly crushed.
"It's already this time, why aren't you leaving?" Wanyan Wushu retreated all the way to the palace and looked at Qin Hui beside him with red eyes, "Do you really want to die for Dajin?"
Qin Huixin said, "If I could run away, I would have run away. Isn't it impossible to run away?" '
"Fourth Prince." Qin Hui persuaded him earnestly, "Let's leave the city while there is still time."
There are hundreds of Zha Meng'an gathered here in the palace, which can be regarded as the final strong fighting force of the Jin Army. If you use all your strength to escort out of the city, you won't have a chance to rush out.
"So what if we go out." Wu Shu sneered again and again. "Although the world is big, there is no place for me, Dajin, to stand. Instead of being killed in the mountains, it is better to end it with the Song people here."
Wanyan Wushu touched his neck and smiled again, "My prince's head is worth three thousand guan, how can I take advantage of those bastards?"
He considers himself a civilized man, and would rather die in battle than let his head become a reward tool for those bastards in the mountains who can't even explain their bloodline.
"Xianggong Qin." Wu Shu looked at Qin Hui sincerely, "You are from the Song Dynasty, and I heard that you have a close relationship with the official family of Zhao Song Dynasty. Mr. Xianggong has worked hard for the Jin Dynasty, which is enough. You can leave as soon as possible and return to the Song Dynasty. Go ahead."
Qin Hui was shocked and doubtful. He carefully looked at Wu Shu and said, "The fourth prince should not test the minister like this. I am loyal to Da Jin and will never have second thoughts. I am willing to serve Da Jin until death."
"Haha~~~"
Wanyan Wushu smiled again, "Qin Xianggong, I'm not trying to trick you. It's already this time, why would I trick you. Go quickly, I want to stay by myself for a while."
After confirming again and again that Wu Shu was not deceiving him, Qin Hui cautiously walked back out of the hall step by step.
When he reached the entrance of the palace, he suddenly turned around and quickly came to Wanyan Wushu to salute, "Fourth Prince, victory or defeat is a common matter for military strategists. I heard that Yelu Dashi, a remnant of the former Liao Dynasty, fled to the Western Regions to rebuild the Liao Kingdom. Fourth Prince You can also learn from what he did and save the useful ones first
Go back to seek a chance to turn over. You can keep the green hills without worrying about having no firewood. "
"Mr. Qin."
Wanyan Wushu stepped in front of Qin Hui, raised his hands and put them on his shoulders, and said with true feelings, "I never thought that when the country was ruined and the family was in ruins, only Qin Xianggong would still think about me, Da Jin." .I’m really happy. I saw my husband right. I’m not in vain either.
Lots of care. "
"I'm really tired." Wanyan Wushu said sincerely, "Many members of the tribe have changed their names and fled to different places before. I really don't want to drag them along with me in the name of reviving Dajin." Go and die. The king and his brothers are gone... How can I live alone? If Dajin is dead, someone should die. Go, go, don’t say any more words."
Qin Hui, who lowered his head and wiped away tears, left the hall step by step.
His luck was really good. He managed to avoid a lot of chaos along the way and carefully left the Imperial City of the Kingdom of Jin.
When he turned around again, he was shocked to see that the palace hall was already filled with blazing flames.
Thinking of Wanyan Wushu's care for him during these days in the Kingdom of Jin, Qin Hui couldn't help but wipe his tears.
When a group of Song soldiers appeared in front of him, Qin Hui immediately shouted at the top of his voice, "I have important information to tell King Wei, I have important information!"
"Qin Xianggong." When Yue Fei saw Qin Hui, his expression was inexplicable, "I never expected to meet you here."
"King Wei." Qin Hui saluted with envy. "The Jin people arranged their troops early, changed their appearance and dispersed them. They haven't been wiped out yet."
"Is there such a thing?" Yue Fei raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice, "Do you know where it is?"
"I don't know exactly where it is." Qin Hui wanted to seize the chance of survival, so he worked very hard. "But before, the Jin people sent a batch of goods and food. I thought it was sent to the army, but now it seems It's for those tribesmen who are lurking. As long as you start from here
If you go and investigate, you should be able to find it soon. "
Looking at Qin Hui with a sincere expression, Yue Fei sighed softly.
He knew that Qin Hui just wanted to survive, and thinking about the past when he was busy running around for the officials, he took the initiative to come over and hold his hand, "Qin Xianggong, I will help the officials to intercede for you."
When Qin Hui said this, tears came down again. He choked with sobs and fell to the ground to salute Yue Fei Fei, "Thank you, thank you so much~~~"
Yue Fei's plea letter and the battle report about the direct attack on Huanglong Mansion were quickly sent back to Bianliang City.
Li Yunze in the palace couldn't help laughing until he looked at Yue Fei's plea letter to Qin Hui.
"This is really, really interesting." Li Yunze laughed so hard that he wanted to wipe away tears, "Yue Fei begged Qin Hui for mercy."
Historically, Qin Hui followed Wan Yangou's suggestion and forced Yue Fei to death on trumped-up charges.
Now, Li Yunze doesn't need to make excuses, because it is an iron-clad fact that Qin Hui invested money.
He returned a letter to Yue Fei, traveled thousands of miles on horseback, and was sent to Huanglong Mansion.
With Qin Hui's active cooperation, Yue Fei successfully eliminated the hidden Jin tribe members one by one. When he received Li Yunze's reply, he was stunned on the spot.
Qin Hui on the side was extremely anxious, waiting for the fateful decision: "King Wei, what do the officials say?"
Yue Fei, with a complicated expression, suddenly handed the reply letter in his hand to Qin Hui.
The anxious Qin Hui took the letter carefully at this time, and when he opened it, he was dumbfounded on the spot.
There are only two words on the whole paper.
'No! '
"Why?" Qin Hui let go of his hand, his face turned pale and his body was shaking. "I was forced, by the Jin people. I just helped the Jin people write documents and stuff, why wouldn't you let me go? Officials, officials Home~~~ I shed blood and sold my life for you, why do you want this?
What to me! ! "
Qin Hui really couldn't figure it out. He didn't take the initiative to invest money. Moreover, the Jinren only do some paperwork. At most, they can give some ideas and opinions when something is not clear. ....Why are the officials unwilling to give themselves a way to survive?
He no longer thinks about being a husband-in-law or anything else after returning, he just wants to find a way to survive, even if he goes fishing in Yazhou.
But the officials insisted on his death!
This made Qin Hui unable to figure it out no matter what.
At this moment, he wanted to fly to the official family and ask very seriously why this was happening.
Because you are Qin Hui!
Those who wear the Song Dynasty will be scolded to death if they don't kill Qin Hui.
Looking at the extremely grieved Qin Hui and Qin Xianggong, Yue Fei also sighed repeatedly.
Although I did something wrong, it was still a prodigal son turning back, which was a pity.
In this world, the Jin army went south and was beaten back by Li Yunze, which did not cause the kind of devastating disaster in history.
Therefore, Yue Fei and others' hatred towards the Jin people and those who surrendered gold is not as great as imagined.
The messenger who came to deliver the letter signaled to Yue Fei.
The official message was to let Yue Fei supervise the execution, and they also asked for it as soon as possible.
Yue Fei shook his head slightly, arranged for wine and food to be served, arranged a nice yard for Qin Hui to rest, and left a suicide note for him with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
After waiting for three days, he sent someone in to deliver a piece of white silk to send Qin Xianggong on his way.
Yue Fei, who was standing outside the door, closed his eyes silently as he listened to the sobbing coming from the room.
'If I had known today, why bother in the beginning. '.
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