Volume 1 Chapter 81: Victory (Part 1)
Han Shizhong won a great victory at the easternmost end of the battlefield, while Zhao Jiu at the westernmost end was too far away, so it was naturally as vague as seeing flowers in the fog or hearing thunder on New Year's Eve.
However, at this time, Wanyan Wushu, as the commander-in-chief of the Jin army, was in the center of the battlefield, so it was natural that he got the news... This "naturally" was necessary, because Han Shizhong's movement was caused by the way of marching into the Jin camp.
Jin Wushu was suddenly overjoyed and shocked by this. He still couldn't figure out what was going on - the counterattack force put together by his two most core Meng'ans, 1,500 cavalrymen, a large and strong group of elite cavalry, were clearly there just now, and they defeated the siege enemy in the east as soon as they appeared. How could they suddenly disappear after just a short while of chasing them?
Where are his two Meng An? !
But no matter how his cavalry disappeared in the wilderness in the east, Wanyan Wushu was a man who had been in many battles after all, and he immediately recognized a basic reality - his camp was completely empty at this time, the east side was flat, and Han Shizhong had already arrived!
"Puluhun has misled me!"
Jin Wushu jumped down from the observation deck and returned to his seat. He was stunned for two breaths, but actually uttered a word of complaint.
"Please don't delay, Prince Fourth. No matter what, you need to put on your armor as soon as possible!"
Shi Wenbin, who was standing next to him, was slightly startled, but then he gritted his teeth and tried to persuade her.
As soon as he finished speaking, the personal guards holding armor came up and prepared to put the armor on Wanyan Wuzhu, who was still wearing a silk undershirt.
However, the fourth prince of the Jin Kingdom did not stand up to cooperate, but instinctively grabbed the wine glass in front of him, as if he was going to drink the last sip before standing up. But as soon as he grabbed it, whether it was because of the wine or because he had just seen the Korean flag coming towards him from the observation deck, his center of gravity was unstable, and he staggered, so that this veteran warrior almost fell off his stool.
Fortunately, several bodyguards had already surrounded them, and they took advantage of the situation to hold their own commander, and immediately began to help him put on his armor.
On the other side, Shi Wenbin was a little hesitant, but still took the opportunity to speak up: "Fourth Prince, do you need to dispatch the two Meng'an on the north and south sides to split their forces and head east to offer some resistance? And then call back the two Meng'an on the front (west side)?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jin Wushu stood there motionless, listening to the noise getting louder and louder, but he reacted a little and sneered. "Listen to this noise, if we divide several hundred troops from the north and south, can we hold them? Can the two Meng'an from the front make it in time?"
Shi Wenbin flinched for a moment, his face pale, but he still had some reluctance. After a pause, he bowed his head again and said earnestly: "Fourth Prince, what I mean is that if you have no soldiers by your side, wouldn't it be more dangerous? So in my opinion, you can summon as many people as you can at this time!"
"Old time!"
Jin Wushu had already put on half of his armor, but he sneered at the person in front of him. "Don't think I don't understand your little thoughts... Your family is in Yishui. You are afraid that if I leave today, I will have to temporarily abandon the territory of Jingdong Road. At that time, your family will be separated from you, and you may even be arrested by the Song people as a criminal. Is that right? If not, then I can only doubt your intentions!"
Shi Wenbin immediately looked a little flustered, but he could not refute and could only cry.
"Cry, cry, cry! What's there to cry about?!" Jin Wushu couldn't help but get annoyed, but because of his armor, he had to turn around and spread his hands behind his back to scold the other party. "It's nothing more than a few girls and boys. Since you have officially joined my army, I will give you a dozen slaves and maids when we go back to the north. I can even give you one or two princesses. Then you can have some children!"
When Shi Wenbin heard this, he knew that Jin Wushu could not give any promise, and he felt even more sad. However, he was in the situation and was completely helpless. He could only shed tears and remain silent.
But just as Shi Wenbin was hesitating, the movement from the east had already approached. Not to mention hearing the cheers of the Song army growing louder and louder, Jin Wushu and Shi Wenbin were still somewhat high up on the podium, facing the east, and they saw with their own eyes the smoke and dust approaching the camp. It seemed that the Song army had counterattacked and reached the eastern camp which had no defense at all.
As a result, the two of them panicked.
It is said that Shi Wenbin was dressed as a scholar and was unable to wear armor on horseback. However, Jin Wushu had just put on half of his armor, a full set of armor on his upper body, and had not even put on the armor skirt on his lower body , so he was also caught off guard.
"Don't delay, everyone, hurry up and get your horses!" However, Jin Wushu made a decision immediately despite his ferocious look. "Hurry up and prepare the horses, I'll put on my skirt myself! Then ask the two Meng'an on the north and south to gather their troops, try to bring their war horses, and follow me out of the west main gate. After meeting the two Meng'an in front, we'll make a decision... Tell the people in the north, don't go through the north, there must be tripwires, trenches and other things there, don't lose your war horses for nothing!"
Several bodyguards also realized how serious the situation was, so they quickly dispersed and went their separate ways.
"When you are old, what do you do?"
After Jin Wushu gave the order, he turned around with his armor skirt in hand and saw Shi Wenbin tying a dagger around his waist while walking down the stairs. He became even more angry. "Come back and help me tie the armor skirt behind my waist!"
With tears still on his face, Shi Wenbin did not dare to disobey. He turned around again and bent down to tie the armor skirt for Jin Wushu.
However, this former soldier was heartbroken at the thought of being separated from his old wife and young children for years, and at the same time he was worried about the counterattack by the Song army. He was even more worried that the Jurchen guards would not take him seriously and would not even prepare a horse for him. He thought over and over again, and tears welled up in his eyes, which gathered on his beard and formed into a thread. How could he tie it up neatly?
After a few strokes, it started to conflict with the side that Wanyan Wushu had tied himself in front of her, and her armor skirt was half tilted, exposing half of her buttocks.
Jin Wushu certainly felt that something was wrong. He turned around and saw this scene, and became even more furious. Not only did he kick out angrily, but he also ignored the fact that the Song army behind him had already poured into the empty camp in the east. He picked up the horse whip under his feet and lashed at the opponent on the head, intending to take the opportunity to vent his anger.
Poor Shi Wenbin covered his head and ran away, trying to escape, but he was tripped by a stool when he turned around, and fell onto the wine table. He had nowhere to escape and was whipped more than a dozen times.
"You damn dog slave, come back quickly and help me fix it!" After venting his evil spirit, Jin Wushu hurriedly pulled off the armor skirt behind him and called out urgently again.
