The golden dragon breaks through the city wall.
Under its impact, the thick city wall collapsed.
Wow…
The huge sound of masonry collapsing frightened the Song people inside the city wall.
"Why are you still standing there?!"
"Run!"
"Mom! There's an earthquake! There's an earthquake!"
The collision of the golden dragon was devastating.
A solid city is like a shoddy project.
Liang Jun, who was following Jin Long, was unstoppable.
In such a great situation, there is still no time to attack Changmao in one go!
Therefore, on the battlefield of Changmao, a border city of the Song Dynasty, two voices were particularly loud.
"Run! Run!"
"Charge! Capture Changmao!"
It was as if the shutdown button had been pressed.
The projection in front of Wen Jin disappeared instantly.
Wen Jin looked at Shaohao in the crystal ball, "Show me this...what's the purpose?"
The fat snake spit out the letter and said in a gloomy voice, "Xiao Yuchen has gone crazy! He is cruel, irritable, and unscrupulous! He is no longer the benevolent king he used to be!"
Wen Jin raised his lips, "Oh? Then why didn't you continue the projection? Why did you stop suddenly?"
The fat snake "hissed" and swung its tail while swimming.
"Keep investing!" Wen Jin encouraged him, "Unless you dare not show me the complete truth."
"Ha! Just take a look, there's nothing I dare not do! I'm just afraid of you, a woman, and I'm too scared to look!" Shaohao said angrily.
The small projection screen appears again.
"My emperor has an order - surrender without killing!"
The Daliang army was like heavenly soldiers and generals descending from the sky.
The Song army firmly believed that the city was strong and that as long as they did not leave the city to fight, they would never lose. They did not expect that... the city wall could collapse?
They were not prepared for the challenge at all, and they were caught off guard mentally and spiritually.
In just three days, Liang Jun had completely taken over all matters in Changmao City.
When conquering an enemy city, the most common thing a victor does is to "burn, kill, and loot."
The generals may not bother to do this, but why do the soldiers under their command have to fight desperately? Isn't it just to win and make some money?
Therefore, the generals usually turn a blind eye and let the soldiers below them indulge in two or three days.
But this time, the army's military discipline was very strict.
"This attack on the city is not our fault!" The general's face was extremely serious. "Without the leadership of Long Fu, we may not be able to capture Changmao even if we besiege it for three days, let alone three years!"
"Restrain the people under your command. If I know who is under your command, if they do not obey the rules and burn, kill and loot, you officers will be punished with an additional penalty!"
"Yes!" The generals were still frightened by the lingering power of the "Golden Dragon", so how could they dare to be so arrogant?
Don't even dare to take any chances.
When Wen Jin saw this, he was about to ridicule Shaohao.
But he immediately took back the letter, as if hibernating, curled up his chubby body, and nestled at the bottom of the crystal ball, motionless.
Wen Jin knocked on the crystal ball and was about to ask him what was wrong? Overconsumption?
But I heard people outside the palace greeting me, "Hail your Majesty!"
Wen Jin raised his head and saw Xiao Yuchen coming in from outside.
When he saw the fat snake in front of Wen Jin, he couldn't help but frowned, "What's so good about him?"
He reached out and grabbed the crystal ball and threw it into a cage aside.
Wen Jin smiled and said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, on the great victory in the Changmao Battle."
Xiao Yuchen raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to scratch her nose, "She is well-informed."
Wen Jin said, "The emperor is in a good mood. Can I ask for a favor from the emperor?"
Xiao Yuchen hummed, "Jin'er just say what you want, and you're still going round and round with me?"
Wen Jin gently held his hand, "The battle of Changmao has been won. The Emperor's attitude must have been clear to the Lord of Song. What is the Emperor's next plan? Those envoys of the Song Dynasty who are locked in the prison, the coal mines What will the Emperor do with our beauties?"
Xiao Yuchen said, "I have already dealt with it."
"Isn't the emperor going to let them go?" Wen Jin asked.
Xiao Yuchen pursed his lips and said, "Why let it go? They are just spying on my secrets."
Wen Jin couldn't laugh or cry, "They are envoys, how can they be so meticulous? If the Song Dynasty is willing to hand over Daliang with annual coins and tribute every year, can the emperor let go of the envoys and the beauty?"
Xiao Yuchen looked at her and said calmly, "No."
Wen Jin: "..."
"Liu Ziye is not worthy of your planning for him so carefully," he said.
Wen Jin frowned and said, "Why am I planning for him? I am obviously planning for Daliang."
Xiao Yuchen hummed, "The people of Song have extremely sinister intentions and we must not let them go easily! Are they just giving away a few beauties?"
"They are clearly instigating discord between you and me! They are even using a 'honey trap' to confuse me and corrupt the atmosphere of my court!"
"Didn't you see the extravagant atmosphere at the banquet that day? They wanted me to indulge in beauty! The ministers all followed their example and followed their example!"
"What will Daliang look like by then? It will be corrupted! It will fall! It will become extremely corrupt! It will become weak and ultimately vulnerable!"
"This is their intention! Lord Song is extremely vicious!"
Wen Jin was so stern and solemn by his serious expression that he didn't speak for a while.
She slowed down and then said, "Since your Majesty understands justice, is calm and wise, and has not been deceived or fooled by the beauty trap..."
Wear it a thousand times, but flattery never wears it.
Wen Jin patted his head and then continued, "We, Daliang, cannot let us waste our people and money, and both the Song Dynasty and the Song Dynasty will suffer losses. Just let the Song Dynasty pay the price, and let Liu Ziye pay the price."
Xiao Yuchen looked at her silently, as if he was very dissatisfied with her insistence on begging for mercy.
But Wen Jin did not give up. She smiled and said, "If the Song Dynasty agrees to pay tribute, just treat it as the powder money given to me, okay? I heard that there was a certain 'Wu Zhaoyi' who paid 20,000 yuan in powder money every year." two."
Xiao Yuchen suddenly frowned, "Wu Zhaoyi? Who is that? Why haven't I heard of it?"
"Her name is Wu Mei, and she is also called Wu Zetian," Wen Jin smiled slightly. She knew that this time and space did not have this history, but she still said firmly, "In short, she does exist, and I am not making it up."
Xiao Yuchen saw her smiling and expecting, and he hummed in a deep voice, "In that case, they are allowed to pay tribute. They will pay a tribute of 100,000 taels of silver and 100,000 pieces of silk every year, half to the treasury and half to you."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Wen Jin said.
Shaohao, the fat snake in the cage, muttered, "Aren't you just 'addicted to beauty'? You're simply 'dazzled by sex'!"
Xiao Yuchen's eyes narrowed, "Who is talking?"
Fat Snake immediately shut his mouth, took back the letter, and lay motionless at the bottom of the crystal ball.
But, it's too late.
Xiao Yuchen's eyes have fallen on the box and cage.
He flicked his fingers, and the crystal ball in the cage suddenly compressed and became smaller.
"Ahhh..." Shaohao screamed, spitting out the letter, and the long letter trembled violently.
With a "bang" sound, the crystal ball reached a new balance - it became smaller.
But Shaohao, who was trapped in the crystal ball, seemed to have gained a lot of weight.
His "living space" was so tight that it was difficult to turn around.
"Xiao Yuchen! You are simply...inhuman!" Shaohao cursed with his tongue hanging down.
Xiao Yuchen looked at the box and cage, "Huh? What did you say?"
"Haha... you are a god," Shaohao said quickly, "you are a god with a spiritual realm!"
