"Chang, the goddess of victory?"
When Zhao Liangsi saw Guo Tiannu, he immediately exclaimed!
This is Pharmacist Guo’s daughter!
Zhao Liangsi knew Guo Yaoshi's family, and of course he had seen Guo Tiannu's true face - Guo Tiannu often covered her face with a veil, but she also showed her true face to others, and Zhao Liangsi had seen her a few times.
Seeing Zhao Liangsi's reaction, Zhao Kai said proudly: "Goddess, tell Zhao Qing how you came to be with me!"
Guo Tiannu's cheeks turned slightly red, and she coughed and said: "Zhao Guisheng, do you think my father will not find a way out for himself after the battle of Wei County?"
"Yes!" Zhao Liangsi nodded and said in his heart: Medicine Master Guo is a capricious traitor! How could it be possible to hang himself on a tree called the Jinren?
But giving my daughter directly to Zhao Kai... This is a bit of a big bet!
Guo Tiannu sighed and added: "Besides, the second prince of the Jin Dynasty, Wanyan Zongwang, was kind-hearted and cruel. He didn't believe that my father was sincerely seeking refuge. Not only did he take away most of my father's military power, he also asked people from the Liu family of Yanjing to spy on my father. , quite a bit like the bird is hiding behind its bow!"
If you don’t believe it, your dad is right! Your father is inherently unreliable! Zhao Liangsi said in his heart: The boss who believed in your father was tricked... I will also remind the officials later that they must not trust Yaoshi Guo! It's best not to believe Guo Tiannu!
"Zhao Qing," Zhao Kai said to Zhao Liangsi at this time, "I am fighting against the golden thief, and it is difficult to win or lose. It is in the best interest of Pharmacist Guo, so he will help us for the time being. Zhao Qing, if you wish Heading to Yanshan Mansion?"
Zhao Liangsi breathed a sigh of relief, finally made up his mind, and bowed to Zhao Kai: "I am willing to go into the tiger's den of Yanshan Mountain for the officials. I hope that the officials will not forget the loss of the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun... so that the Northern Expedition can be carried out as soon as possible." Heshuo, troops enter Yanjing!"
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When Wanyan Zonghan spent a full month and walked more than 3,000 miles from Huining Mansion in the northeastern corner of the Jin Kingdom to the front line of Songzhou, it was already the spring of March in the fifth year of Tianhui. And when he left Songzhou, it was still early November in the fourth year of Tianhui... To be honest, the capital of the Kingdom of Jin was really far away from the front line of the Central Plains. It was not easy to go back and forth!
I left in early November and returned in early March, which took nearly four months. And when he returned to Songzhou, he found that the city had undergone earth-shaking changes from when he left - the originally deserted city had now become a bit lively. Especially above and on both sides of the Bianhe River, the lively Wanyan Zonghan felt a little uncomfortable.
The Bianhe River is full of canal boats that are heavy with cargo. They are connected end to end and are discharged for a long time. On both sides of the Bianhe River, many Ali Xitie soldiers were shouting and shouting at the Han farmers who had been captured from nowhere. They unloaded the heavy cattail bags from the boat one by one with their shoulders and hands, and then placed them on the carriages parked on the street. . On the street, there were many loaded or empty carriages coming and going, making it very busy.
Many shops along the street have also opened. The shops are filled with a dazzling array of products. I don’t know where they come from? The guys used blunt Jurchen dialect to attract customers. Many Jurchens wearing silk robes of various colors, with knives and money bags at their waists, were walking around on the street, and from time to time they were solicited to make large purchases.
However, the busiest business is the shop selling wine and food. From a distance, you can hear the Jurchens and Bohai people inside laughing loudly...
"What, what's going on? Why did Songzhou become like this? Where did these ships come from? Why are all these shops open? Are all the people in Songzhou back? Are they not afraid of our Jurchen heavenly soldiers anymore?"
Wanyan Zonghan, who was passing on a wooden bridge over the Bian River surrounded by Wanyan Xiyin, Wanyan Yinshuke, Wanyan Xiebao and others, as well as a group of Jurchen men, looked at the busy scenes on the rivers and streets on both sides. , I couldn’t believe my eyes, and quickly asked a series of questions to the left and right.
"Deputy marshal, these ships were sent by the official family of the Song Dynasty in Jinling to deliver rice to Song Cao!" Wanyan Xiyin said with a smile, "Originally they were said to be sent to Xuzhou... but we don't have many ships on hand. You can transport rice!
So I asked them to transport the rice directly to Songzhou. The people who now occupy shops on the street and sell southern goods are the gang merchants who came with the ship.
These merchants in the Song Dynasty earned their income by shipping goods on ships through tax-free customs... We in the Kingdom of Jin cannot let their hard work go in vain, so I allowed them to occupy shops in Songzhou and sell the goods they brought. It’s imported goods from South Korea. "
According to the rules of the Song Dynasty, 10% of the load of a large ship can be used to transport private goods. Didn't Zhao Huan ask someone to transport three million stones and rice? Ten percent of three million stones... is about half a million stones!
So many private goods are enough to turn Songzhou into a center of north-south trade!
And the big Jurchen bosses who robbed all the Liao Kingdom and half of the Song Kingdom also have a lot of money, so they can start "shopping". Can Songzhou prosper?
But Wanyan Zonghan doesn't know what a trade deficit is or what dumping is... He only cares about how much military rations he can have on hand now!
"How many stones are there?"
Wanyan Xiyin replied: "A total of three million stones were sent!"
"So much?" Wanyan Zonghan's eyes bulged, "This is enough for us to live in Songzhou for three years!"
Wanyan Xiebao smiled and added: "Qin Hui said in the letter that as long as our heavenly troops cannot reach the Huaihe River, the Jinling officials are willing to give us three million shi and rice every year!"
"Three million per year?" When Wanyan Zonghan heard the news, he laughed so much that he couldn't close his mouth. "We won, we won... Our army has more food and the enemy's food is less. Why should we be afraid of lasting? As long as we advance along the Bianhe River to Chenliu, and then try to confront the enemy in the area of Kaifeng Mansion to consume their grain and rice, even if the Second Prince's men cannot conquer Hedong. We ourselves and the enemy will be able to survive for three to five years. Complete victory!"
When Zong Han said these words, he saw his fat son Xie Bao shaking his head slightly. His face suddenly darkened and he reprimanded: "Xie Bao, the most important thing in fighting is to win... As for the use of force, It doesn’t matter how you win, as long as you can win!
When my father went south, he passed by Huazhou and heard from Lou Shi about the situation from Kaifeng Prefecture to Guangwu Mountain. Knowing that the Song Army has been carrying out infrastructure construction there in the past few months, they must have built many fortified cities... This is obviously preparation for a protracted war!
And isn’t the competition in a protracted war all about logistical supplies?
Whoever has more food on hand will last longer!
"Dad," Wanyan Xiebao listened humbly to what his father said, and then whispered to him, "Qin Hui also said in the letter that Zhao Huan not only sent rice to us, but also to Zhao Kaisong. The amount of rice... is also three million stones, and it will be sent to Xiangyang via the Yangtze River and Han River."
"What?" Wanyan Zonghan's face became darker, "What does Zhao Huan want to do? Isn't he afraid that our Dajin Heavenly Soldiers will go to Jinling to settle the score with him?"
"Of course he is afraid!" Wanyan Xiyin said, "That's why he gave rice to both ends... He just wants us to fight with Zhao Kai in the Central Plains so that he can become a peaceful emperor in Jiangnan. If we let Zhao Kai go, If Kai doesn't fight, if he goes to deal with Zhao Huan first, will Zhao Kai just stare at him?"
"Hmph!" Wanyan Zonghan snorted coldly, "Zhao Huan is quite cunning! After we take care of his brothers, we can go back to Jiangnan and kill him!"
Wanyan Xiyin asked: "Deputy Marshal, now that Zhao Kai has food... he is not afraid of it lasting! Moreover, Kaifeng Mansion has been undergoing renovations for several months, so it must be difficult to attack. The Guangwu Mountain area is even more difficult to attack. In return, the people of Song Dynasty built dozens of mountain strongholds on Guangwu Mountain, and these strongholds are backed by the Yellow River, so it is very difficult to attack them!"
Guangwu Mountain is said to be a mountain, but it is actually a stretch of hills stretching for dozens of miles. Most of the mountain tops are only two to three hundred meters high. Moreover, the hilly terrain is relatively narrow and is backed by the Yellow River, so the Yellow River waterways and banks can be used for communication.
If the Song army established a stronghold on Guangwu Mountain, they would really not be afraid of flooding, artillery fire, or siege... let alone the Jin soldiers risking their lives to attack.
So Wanyan Zonghan was also confused... How to fight this battle? Can we just sit here in Songzhou and wait for Wanyan Zongwang to capture Hedong and Shaanxi?
Just when Wanyan Zonghan was thinking about it and was unable to do anything, his general Yin Shuke had already driven forward on horseback and approached Zong Han.
"Deputy Marshal, the last general has a plan to defeat Song Dynasty Lord Zhao Kai!"
Wanyan Zonghan looked back at his beloved general and asked, "Yin Shuke, if you have any ideas, just tell me!"
Yin Shuke looked around. They were still on the wooden bridge across the Bian River, at both ends of the wooden bridge. The intersection of streets and wooden bridges built along the Bianhe River have all been blocked by Jin soldiers, and a large section of the Bianhe River under the wooden bridge has also been blocked.
So they discussed some secrets on the bridge without fear of being overheard and leaked.
However, Yin Shuke deliberately lowered his voice and said to Wanyan Zonghan in a low voice: "Deputy Marshal, there is no river from Xiangyang to Guangwu Mountain that can transport rice. As far as the general knows, the Song people can only transport rice by water. Move from Xiangyang to Nanyang, the first county of Dengzhou, and there are still four to five hundred miles from Nanyang to Guangwu Mountain... We can try to cut off Zhao Kai's grain road so that he can't eat the rice shipped from Xiangyang!"
Wanyan Zonghan was overjoyed when he heard this and looked at Yin Shuke, "Can you really cut off the Song Army's food supply?"
"Yes!" Yin Shuke said, "We only need to move the camp to Chenliu, then send troops from Chenliu and march 200 to 250 miles westward, we can reach Dengfeng and Mi County... ...The grain and grass transported from Nanyang to the north must pass through there before being transported to Guangwu Mountain. Even if they do not transport grain directly into Guangwu Mountain, but transit through Luoyang. We can also use Dengfeng as a base and then attack the Ruzhou area. It can also cut off the Song people's food routes. As for the Song people's detour to transport food in Guanzhong, haha, more than a thousand miles of transportation, 90% of the food will be consumed on the road, how much can get to Guangwu Mountain? With that little food , how long can Zhao Kai persist in Guangwu Mountain?"
"Okay!" Wanyan Zonghan applauded, "Silver skills are good, if you can win this battle, you should take the lead!"
