Volume 1 Chapter 82: Victory (Part 2)
Shi Wenbin, who was holding his head, instinctively stood up and moved forward when he heard the words, but was slightly startled in front of Jin Wushu. The latter instinctively looked back and was completely panicked, because the big flag with the word "Han" on it had actually gone far into the east camp. Seeing this situation, the two camps of the Jin army in the north and south, plus an empty big camp, were completely in disorder!
This time, Jin Wushu finally saw the existence of the hundreds of cavalrymen in Han Shizhong's army, and naturally his heart was beating like a drum... At this point, how could the Fourth Prince of the Jin Dynasty not understand that the crisis was really imminent, and if he didn't escape now, he would probably die here!
He was the direct descendant of Jin Taizu, one of the only three surviving adult sons of Aguda, and had great ambitions in his life, but how could he lose his life here for nothing? !
In a flash, Jin Wushu finally woke up from his previous panic and drunkenness, and no longer had any intention of taking refuge for a while, nor did he suppress the intention of arguing with Zhao Jiu of Zhuozhou... On the contrary, he had made up his mind to keep himself useful today, and when he returned to Hebei, he would first take control of the military power in the Marshal's Office with his identity, and then lead the troops back in the future to discuss heroism with the Song government officials and Han Shizhong and his ilk.
But just when Jin Wushu was clear-minded and determined to escape, he suddenly felt a chill on his buttocks, as if it was splashed with wine. He reached out to touch it, but saw his hands were covered in blood. Then he felt a slight pain in his buttocks and looked back in shock.
"If it weren't for my old wife and children, why would I be such a slave to a Jurchen barbarian ?"
With whip marks, tear marks, and messy hair on his face, Shi Wenbin, who was in a mess, held the dagger in both hands, leaned against the table, and almost trembled all over, but he fought hard.
Jin Wushu was stunned. He didn't respond for a moment. Instead, he looked down at his wet crotch in a daze... Obviously, even though the Fourth Prince of Jin had already faced the reality and knew that he had lost the battle, he still didn't believe that Shi Wenbin dared to stab him in the ass?
"The Jin army was defeated! The Jin army was defeated!" When Shi Wenbin saw the other party turning around, he shouted out the words that he had been holding back in his heart. His courage was lost and he looked like a madman. He ran off the stage while shouting nonsense... as if the Jin army in the camp did not know that they had been defeated today.
However, it is impossible to allow such a crazy person to cause trouble for no reason.
Just as Shi Wenbin ran to the brazier that was still burning in front of the central army tent and tried to drag the surrounding flags and tents to light a fire, one of Jin Wushu's personal guards who had returned with his horse and didn't know what was going on could no longer bear it. He pulled out his iron bone fist from his horse, walked forward, and beat the crazy soldier to death with just one blow!
On the other hand, Jin Wushu paid no attention to the crazy Shi Wenbin, because Han Shizhong's banner had already arrived outside the central army camp, so how could he care about a madman? He tore off the armor skirt in front of him, and hurriedly put on only the upper body armor with the help of his personal guards and climbed onto the horse... But as soon as he got off the saddle, the wound that originally did not feel much pain felt as unbearable as thousands of needles piercing him, so he could only step on the stirrups with both feet and try to lean over and hold the horse's head to walk!
But with this action, the Fourth Prince felt the wound under his crotch suddenly burst open from behind, and something gushed out like blood. He could only hold it tightly with resentment and continue to urge move forward... According to the original plan, he tried to meet up with the troops in the west and leave first!
Not to mention, Wanyan Wushu made a prompt decision, determined to keep his useful body and mind, and came out of the west gate with the Jin army's flag. At the same time, at the western end of the battlefield, Zhao Jiu, who was sitting on the top of Xiacai City without moving, but was always uneasy in his heart, finally noticed something unusual:
First, he noticed that the 'thunders' were getting closer;
Secondly, he noticed that the smoke on the south side of the battlefield representing Wang Yasha and Fu Qing began to move towards the Jin army camp;
Finally, he noticed that the civilians on the masts of the sailboats in the river and the Song army on the riverbank blocked by the battlefield did not seem to be panicking, but seemed to be celebrating something...
Thinking of this, a bold idea emerged in Zhao Jiu's mind, but since Bachelor Lin Jingmo Xiao Lin had kept silent before, he couldn't speak without authorization and disturb the atmosphere. Instead, he could only remain careful and continue to watch the battle.
The next moment, Emperor Zhao felt extremely anxious and sat still, but suddenly he saw with his own eyes the Jin army's flag rising from the camp, then a small cloud of dust was raised, and two large clouds of dust came towards Liu Bao from behind. He was also shocked in an instant, and all his previous speculations disappeared!
Instead, there was fear about the battle situation outside the city!
However, things had come to this point, and Emperor Zhao knew that he had no way out, but he still forced himself to hold back and continued to "sit still" and watch!
Before Zhao Jiu could think about life and death, the situation on the battle had changed dramatically... Under his own eyes, the Jin army's general flag rushed towards the weak point of Liu Bao's troops, opened up the road, and then turned directly, and then led the remaining Jin army to the north, to the slightly surprised and then awakened guesses of the civil and military officials on the city wall and the officers and soldiers below the city.
It seems that the Fourth Prince came out in person this time just to pick up the two Meng'ans and bring them back to the camp!
However, after a while, just as Emperor Zhao was stunned, the general flag leading most of the remaining Jin army did not stop for a moment, and went straight over the gate of the Jin army camp, and then went north... In the end, it went straight north and never came back!
Poor Emperor Zhao was totally confused. During this process, he still couldn't figure out why Jin Wushu came out.
But that was all. The next moment, as Scholar Kobayashi was speechless, his face flushed, and he pointed to the east, Emperor Zhao turned his head to look, and saw that in broad daylight, the Jin army camp was suddenly on fire, and the noisy shouts and cries of killing from all directions had vaguely turned into definite cheers!
Emperor Zhao was also instantly overjoyed!
"I congratulate your majesty!"
At this moment, Zhang Jun, the Imperial Censor who was sitting on the left side of Emperor Zhao, ignored the order and stood up directly, tears streaming down his face. He held Emperor Zhao's left hand, bowed his head and knelt on the ground. "After two months of hard work, we finally won such a great victory today! The Jin army has retreated, so our army has undoubtedly won a great victory!"
After these words were spoken, the officials and soldiers on the city wall no longer hesitated, but became noisy for a while. They stood up and looked out to observe the situation, while whispering and communicating non-stop... and in the end, these people finally locked their eyes on Emperor Zhao, who was still sitting still and unusually calm, and the noisy sounds on the city wall gradually disappeared.
There was jubilation outside the city, but silence on top of the city.
At this moment, Zhao Jiu hesitated for a moment, pulled his hand out of Zhang Jun's hand, and then slowly stood up, thinking about how to take this opportunity to establish his image and win the hearts of the people... and almost in an instant, he thought of Xie An in the Battle of Feishui in the past, and then quickly thought of the actions and lines.
However, when our Emperor stood up completely under the dragon banner and took just one step forward, he was met by countless cheering soldiers under the city! In a trance, Zhao Jiu couldn't help but lean on the battlements to look at the smoke and dust of the Jin army heading north, and then looked at the messy Jin army camp, and then listened to the cheers that seemed to be mixed with long live, but he forgot all the lines!
After a while, Emperor Zhao finally turned around, took a deep breath towards the officials, and then threw his hard-winged hat on the chair in front of everyone's astonishment. Finally, with a ferocious look on his face, he tried his best to say:
"This victory is won!"
"Your Majesty, we won!" Scholar Kobayashi seemed to be the first to react. He immediately bowed his head and kowtowed in tears, which led many officials behind him to bow and congratulate him.
