Volume 5 Chapter 44 Private Message
Why did the war start?
This question is as stupid as "Why do autumn leaves fall?"
Regardless of whether it is because the weather is too cold to absorb water, or because of the accumulation of minerals, the falling of autumn leaves is a natural phenomenon... The same goes for the current situation. The state of total war has lasted for ten years. There is no need to emphasize over and over again how much the people of the two rivers have suffered, or how many times Guanzhong has been looted, or even how many cities in the Central Plains have been massacred. There is no need to even bring up the Jingkang Shame.
As early as the beginning of autumn this year, when the Zhao Song officials came back from the south, everyone knew in their hearts that a war was going to happen. Even when the Jin high-ranking officials were in the Secretariat, after listening to the judgment of Qin Hui and Wuzhu, they just nodded and secretly said in their hearts, "Here it comes!"
But everyone knows that there will be a war, and there must be a war. They all know that this mountain will collapse and that piece of land will crack. But when the moment of the mountain collapsing and the earth cracking really comes, no matter north or south, everyone can't help but have their eyelids twitching, their hair standing on end, and their hearts startled.
It was early October, early winter had arrived, but the weather was still warm, the water level in the Yellow River was still abundant, and several old roads were still able to accommodate large ships.
After ten days of mobilization in late autumn, because Emperor Zhao officially issued the order from Zilu Sha in Jingdong, the Song army generally entered combat from east to west. Among them, the slight exception was Shanzhou - Li Yanxian's troops had long controlled Pinglu, the only regular city of the Song army in Hebei, and the surrounding troops had also carried out several rounds of sieges on Hezhong Prefecture, so this time they were familiar with the route and sent troops immediately upon receiving the order.
In other words, at the beginning of October, the Song and Jin countries had already opened a battle line stretching from Fenglingdu to Bohai, a distance of 1,700 miles.
That’s not all. It can be imagined that as Han Shizhong and Wu Jie launched their attacks one after another, the battle line continued to extend beyond the river. Then the extreme length of the battle line of this war might very well reach a true length of three thousand miles.
The sun in early winter is warm but not dazzling, and the rain in early winter is drizzling but not gloomy.
On the coast of the East China Sea, Li Bao, who had long been unable to contain himself, received a military order and immediately led his troops out of the port with his deputy general Cui Bangbi. He headed north with a number of ships that were not enough to suppress the Jin navy, but he crossed the Magu River estuary, which he had to suppress as part of the military mission, and even crossed the Cangzhou Mountains to the north of the estuary, heading straight for the Cangzhou Hills.
That place is exactly where the Jin navy, led by Li Qi, the former commander-in-chief of the Pseudo-Qi navy and now the deputy commander-in-chief of the Jin navy, is located.
In fact, Li Qi, as a powerful and pirate leader in Dengzhou at that time, also organized a righteous army after Jingkang, claiming to go up the river to defend the king. However, it was fate and time. Li Bao, Li Kui, Liu Heshang, Xu Dadao, Hu Cheng, Du Yan, Wu Shun, and Li Zhang were all heroes in the Shandong righteous army at that time. They were not necessarily worse than each other, but they often took completely different paths just because of an idea or a situation.
It may be decided who is right and who is wrong, but it is still unclear who will have the last laugh.
In Qingzhou on the east road of Jingdong, Tian Shizhong was unusually calm after receiving the imperial edict and military orders, but he did not send troops in a hurry. Instead, he followed the convention and took the initiative to make a detailed report to his father-in-law Zhang Jun... After Zhang Jun nodded, he ordered the entire army to cross the river, first concentrate forces to attack Yanci, and then divide the troops to capture Zhao'an, Shanghe, Wudi, and Leling.
Not only that, after actually entrusting the vanguard mission to several of Zhang Jun's nephews and confidants, Tian Shizhong still chose to stay in Qingzhou and had a banquet with Zhang Jun, a banquet for only two people.
No one knows what this unrelated father and son said in private.
Further west, it was raining in the Jinan area, but this section of the Yellow River front was calm to the point of being almost silent. The heavy troops stationed here were the first to be mobilized and had assembled upstream early, while in the rain, countless conscripted people from Jingdong were transporting the local warehouses upstream despite the mud... Under the misty rain, the scenery on the road seemed no different from the situation when Liu Yu conquered Dongping Prefecture.
In Dong'a City of Dongping Prefecture, after receiving the imperial edict, Wanqi Xie, the governor of the Jingdong Road, arrived at this important place for material transportation early.
And today, facing the sudden early winter rain, after inspecting today's storage situation and ordering all the laborers to cook two more bowls of porridge at noon, Wanqi Jinglüe refused to follow his staff and rejected their flattery. He climbed up the north gate tower of Dong'a City alone, then looked north with his hands behind his back without saying a word, letting the rain wet his purple robe.
If the weather was clear, you could clearly see Wushan Mountain on the other side of the Jishui River from here. Even during the flood season, you could vaguely see the Yellow River channel which was not far behind Wushan Mountain. But at this time, it was raining heavily in winter and the weather was gloomy, and no one knew what Wanqi Yuanzhong saw.
Why remain silent?
To the west of Dongping Prefecture is Zilu Sha. After Emperor Zhao personally appeared on the other side of the river and the third prince Erlido suddenly died, the shocked magistrate of Liaocheng made the decision to surrender the city, and successfully welcomed the Song army into this important military town as soon as possible.
But unexpectedly, Yue Pengju did not choose to continue to use Liaocheng as a breakthrough point to expand the results of the battle. Instead, he ordered Tian Shizhong to march to Dizhou downstream at a medium speed, while he and the main force of his unit chose to advance from Zilusha further upstream.
As many as 40,000 imperial army and naval forces gathered here and crossed the river in large numbers. Their overwhelming force told everyone in the world that the Song army was marching north!
After crossing the river, the Song army, with its absolute superiority in force, quickly captured Guancheng on the other side of the river with an overwhelming force.
Then, without paying any attention to the more than 10,000 elite Jin troops in Liaocheng behind him who might not have yet withdrawn, he continued to move westward, quickly sweeping through Chaocheng, Liutaji and other places, and captured Shanghusha on the second day, allowing the Imperial Camp Navy to enter the eastern flow of the Yellow River unhindered.
This is the second river channel from south to north among the three channels and five branches of the Yellow River in Hebei Province, and it is also one of the main channels, which has certain strategic significance.
However, just as Ali gave up Liaocheng without hesitation and headed north in the face of Yue Fei's main force, the warships and equipment in Shanghusha were also taken away by the defenders early on, and it seemed that they should have been delivered to the Maling Road in front of Damingfu long ago... Obviously, Gao Jingshan, the commander-in-chief of the Jin Dynasty's Damingfu Marching Division, remained sober and made the most reasonable strategic decision he could.
That is to say, before the arrival of someone who can truly lead a big battle, we must maintain our manpower and carry out strategic contraction.
At the same time, as the Song army crossed the river, the Jin army began to give up its last glimmer of hope. Jin soldiers were conscripting men everywhere around Daming Prefecture, looting any potentially useful food, ironware, and wood.
At this time, the military-related decree from the Yanjing Shangshutai meeting had not even been delivered to Daming Prefecture.
Also because the Song army captured Shanghusha, a large number of civilians began to travel by boat to the undisputed Hebei region.
Zhou Bin, who led the civilians of the First A-Tun in Heyin, was one of them. As a civilian settlement in Heyin, this First A-Tun filled with refugees and veterans had always been affiliated with the Imperial Camp Navy. They knew several years ago that once a war broke out, they would have to undertake the corvee of transporting supplies to the Imperial Camp Navy.
But this time, the journey was obviously beyond their imagination... Within a few days, they followed the large ships of the Imperial Navy downstream and unknowingly became the first group of civilians to cross the river.
On the Yellow River, when the people on the boat gradually realized where they were going, some refugees from Hebei could not help but cheer on the boat and even burst into tears, while some refugees from the Central Plains seemed numb and puzzled, and some even shrank back in fear at coming to this unfamiliar place, Hebei.
As the head of the village and a county official, Zhou Bin stood up with his shoulder pole, intending to scold the cheering Hebei boys and comfort the Central Plains residents. But when he stood up from the boat and looked around, he saw countless ships, flags, soldiers, and civilians, and the outline of Hebei towns and markets in the distance. When he looked back and noticed the unchanging river flowing eastward under his feet, shining brightly in the sun, he seemed a little dazed.
I drew my sword and looked around, feeling confused.
Inexplicably, this heroic scholar who once boasted of being a man of both civil and military talents during the Jingkang Rebellion, but was quickly crushed to pieces by the times, the head of the first garrison in Heyin Jiazi, suddenly thought of this poem.
But soon, he thought of his wife in Hebei, his infant son, and his hometown that his father-in- kept mentioning after a few cups of wine during every festive occasion... It seemed to be Guantao, but where was Guantao?
No one cares where Guantao is, at least not the bigwigs in Tokyo.
For Tokyo, this expected war came too hastily. The army marched hastily, the government hurried west, Yue Fei had already led his main force across the river, and Zhang Rong had seized the eastward flow of the Yellow River, but the city of Tokyo was still worried about countless troubles.
Not to mention that Prime Minister Zhang Deyuan had become cautious because of the previous memorial incident, and most of the other important officials were also working hard because of their previous serious mistakes... However, from the prime minister to the deputy ministers of the six ministries, they found that every time they tried their best to solve a problem, new problems would arrive in multiples.
It’s not their fault, really not their fault.
This year's autumn taxes in the south are still on the way to transportation, and they will immediately launch corvée labor in the four routes of the Central Plains... One prefecture, seven states, and thirty-eight counties in Jingdong East Road, four prefectures, five states, one army, and forty-three counties in Jingdong West Road, one prefecture, seven states, one army, and thirty-one counties in Jingxi Southwest Road, four prefectures, five roads, one army, and sixty-three counties in Jingxi Northwest Road, plus the sixteen counties of Kaifeng Prefecture itself, a total of thirty-eight counties and two hundred and one counties... Such a large-scale mobilization itself is unprecedented.
The Ministry of Revenue needed to count household registrations, conscript able-bodied men, and check supplies; the Ministry of War needed to measure military supplies and coordinate military equipment, from armor to bows and crossbows, from the military pay of family members in the rear to the selection and dispatch of reserve officers, everything had to be done with great care; because if there was any mistake, the Ministry of Works would directly send back.
The Ministry of Works was not deliberately making things difficult. They were responsible for directly connecting with the front line. As for military and national affairs, Emperor Zhao himself was already in Luoyang waiting to depart. Who would dare to delay things?
Even the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Justice were at a loss as to what to do with the wrangling at the local level and the assessment of officials. The Honglu Temple was intimidating the Koreans in Beijing day and night, and had to find time to discuss with the Ministry of War how to deal with the Japanese samurai who might arrive next month.
Under such circumstances, all the people from the Ministry of Rites simply went to the Privy Council to help.
For a while, in the whole Tokyo, except for the imperial gazette, everything was fine and the situation was magnificent. Today was the great victory on the river and the successful crossing of the river, and tomorrow the vanguard of the imperial camp would be approaching the daimyo mansion... However, after just two issues, with the slowness of military news from the front line, Hu Quan, the editor, didn't know what to say.
You can't say with a sullen face that Hezhong Prefecture has been conquered, right?
The Minister of the Ministry of Rites Wang Lun has complained to Hu Quan several times, asking why he didn't talk about the four counties captured by the front army of the imperial camp separately?
Four great victories, how awesome is that?!
Hu Quan only regretted that he had been too quick with his hands... And that evening, this world-famous editor pondered and sat until late at night, and only then did he write on the manuscript paper in front of him an article about the government personally coming to the river, and Hezhong Prefecture being surrounded on three sides and already in its pocket.
That’s right, although Hezhong Prefecture has not been captured yet, it will be captured soon!
Of course, Emperor Zhao certainly did not go to the river in person, and it was impossible for Hezhong Prefecture to surrender directly.
In fact, just as the entire front line was gradually encountering the enemy, Emperor Zhao himself was slowly moving westward in the safe Luoyang Basin, surrounded by the central army of the imperial camp... The only important thing he did in the past two days was to remember that there was an envoy in Chang'an named Yuwen Xu Zhong, who had lost his value since the moment of the Northern Expedition. He then hurriedly issued an edict to the other party, asking him to focus on supervising logistics and ensuring the supply of the Hedong Front Army.
After all, although today is different from the past, and the official's image as a "wise leader who understands military affairs" is already very strong, if there is no regional city of the level of Hezhong Prefecture, no one will allow this official to cross the river.
Speaking of Hezhong Prefecture, it is the first stop of the Northern Expedition that is truly strategically significant.
For a long time, the Song court had been constantly improving and refining the Northern Expedition plan, but no matter how it was improved or adjusted, it could not deviate from the same strategy of Yue Fei and Lu Zhi to destroy the Jin Dynasty - take Hedong first. With Hedong in hand, the Taihang Mountains are strategically located and commanding, and Hebei will be in hand sooner or later.
Not only that, the terrain inside Hedong, the so-called inner and outer rivers and mountains, can also ensure that the results of the Northern Expedition will not be easily thrown away.
The entire Hedong region is surrounded by the Taihang Mountains in the east, the Luliang Mountains in the west, and a large river on the outside. Inside, there are four basins strung together from southwest to northeast, just like two long steamed buns wrapping four meatballs strung together - and these four meatballs are the Yuncheng Basin where Hezhong Prefecture was located in later generations, the Linfen Basin in Jinzhou Quwo area, the Taiyuan Basin where Taiyuan is located, and the Datong Basin where Datong Prefecture is located.
These four basins are all located in the west and in a series. If you take one, you can defend one. After taking all four, the remaining Shangdang Basin in the east has no reason to survive independently, so you will never give up the victory easily. This is completely different from the Hebei region, which is basically flat during the dry season and allowed the Jurchen cavalry to sweep through it.
Therefore, no matter what, we must focus on attacking Hedong, and Zhao Jiu must go to Hedong to take charge.
In fact, up to now, nearly 200,000 of the 300,000 imperial army, plus tens of thousands of Dangxiang tribes with a very strong military aura who can serve as auxiliary troops and civilian laborers, plus the Taihang Volunteer Army, and possible Mongolian and Khitan reinforcements, are all deployed around Hedong.
It can be said that the Song court's Northern Expedition, which it had gathered all its strength for, was more like a gamble on whether such a left hook aimed at Hedong could knock the Jurchens unconscious.
Therefore, as the Northern Expedition began, after the news of the death of the Third Prince Erlido and the important news of Yue Fei's seizing the opportunity to advance north, people with real insight turned their attention to Hezhong Prefecture.
Everyone wants to know, when will Hezhong Prefecture be taken over?
That’s right, just like what Editor Hu said in that article… Although Hezhong Prefecture has not been taken down, it will be taken down sooner or later… No one will ask the question whether Hezhong Prefecture will be taken down.
The reason couldn't be simpler.
This was the Northern Expedition. The Song army had waited for three years and accumulated enough food and grass for a year. They gritted their teeth and left behind many internal problems, and concentrated hundreds of thousands of troops to launch a full-scale offensive. This was a national war with the basic goal of recovering the two rivers. If they couldn't even take Hezhong Prefecture, then what was the point of the Northern Expedition?
It must be known that even the Jurchens knew the danger of Hezhong Prefecture and did not dare to deploy heavy troops there. Instead, they selected Wen Dunsizhong, who had always despised the Song army and had a fierce personality, to garrison Hezhong Prefecture. They then repeatedly used heavy military support from Taiyuan and Longde Prefecture to end the rotation of wars in previous years.
If they cannot take down such an isolated fortress, Emperor Zhao and Marshal Han Shizhong of the Hedong Front Army might as well go home and hug their children!
Hezhong Prefecture must be taken, and it must be taken quickly.
"I regard this city as impregnable."
On the third day of October, on the Stork Tower to the west of Hedong City, Wen Dunsizhong, the governor of Hezhong Prefecture, personally went up to the tower and looked disdainfully at the densely packed formation of the left army of the imperial camp crossing the river to the west. However, he turned around and pointed to his own city to the east behind him, remaining calm and composed.
The surrounding civil and military officials all nodded in agreement, and seemed equally confident. After all, they had seen this kind of scene many times. Han Shizhong and Li Yanxian, including Wang De and Li Qiong, had all been here in recent years? How many times had they been here?
But when did you succeed?
But soon, a local Han official became thoughtful and then cautiously confronted him upstairs: "Mingsir, the Zhao Song officials in the south have repeatedly announced that they will march north, and even His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin took the initiative to go south to take charge. The timing of this expedition is unusual. It is possible that the Song army will really go all out. It will be different than before, so we'd better be careful."
Wen Dun Sizhong glanced at the person who made the suggestion. Instead of being anxious, he twirled his beard and laughed loudly. The Han official who made the suggestion turned pale with laughter. He then turned around and pointed out: "Let me ask you... Since you know that the Third Prince went south, did you know that he wrote a letter before saying that he went to Daming Prefecture?"
"I know." The Han official bowed his head quickly.
"Then let me ask you again, why did the Third Prince go to Daming Prefecture?" Wen Dunsizhong asked, twirling his beard.
"It is because it is said that the Zhao Song emperor left the capital on the first day of September, and then patrolled the river from west to east as usual... plus the previous rumors, which caused Daming Prefecture to be very nervous, so His Highness the Prince of Jin left Zhending and went to Daming Prefecture."
" That's right ." Wen Dunsizhong finally raised his eyebrows proudly. "According to this information, the Emperor of Zhao Song should have been across from Daming Prefecture more than half a month ago, and the Third Prince should have arrived in Daming Prefecture around the latter half of last month... Then let me ask you, what is wrong with the Emperor of Zhao Song? Before the Third Prince arrived, he patrolled the river honestly, and patrolled from west to east according to the usual practice. Then, when he saw the Third Prince arrived in Daming Prefecture, he rode over directly and asked Han and Li to send the entire army across the river? Even if he wanted to fight a serious battle, there would be no reason for him to be so hasty!"
Not only the Han officials, but all the surrounding officials came to their senses.
In other words, they all pretended to wake up and said that the commander who stayed behind was wise and could see through the Song army's strengths and weaknesses at a glance. They thought that this battle had probably been prepared for a long time, and it was just a routine rotation battle like in previous years.
What's more, some people directly said that in previous years, the Song army had attacked with all their might, but they could not shake Hezhong Prefecture in the slightest. It can be seen that even if the Song army really came to fight in full force this time, they could only leave in disgrace... What's so unparalleled in the world, what's the backbone of the army, are just self-boasting.
"You can't say that." Hearing this, Wen Dunsizhong had some self-knowledge, and he became solemn, waving his hand on the Guanque Tower. "Han Shizhong must be a famous general in the world, otherwise how could there be such a wonderful past? But since Yaoshan, he has been the Shaobao, the prince, the governor of three towns, and married his daughters to the Zhao Song government. He has long been rich and powerful... I'm afraid he has lost his ambition, and he has been fighting blindly in recent years. As for Li Yanxian, even if he knew how to fight in the past, he has been sitting in Shanzhou for eight years. How can he still fight? He is indeed a waste... Otherwise, how come Han Shizhong has started to cross the river, and he is in Pinglu, without even a river between them, but there is no trace of him? He has never been so slow in previous years."
Everyone nodded in agreement, praising the governor again for his military and literary talents, saying that he would become the prime minister sooner or later and surpass the two villains, the brothers Ulinda Zanmo.
Wen Dunsizhong became even more delighted when he heard this, but he was still a man who had survived the Aguda era. Seeing that the Song army in Puzhou was gradually getting ready, and even Han Shizhong's "Unrivaled in the World" banner appeared in the field of vision on the other side of the river, he knew that the other side was about to cross the river, so he became serious again. He pointed out four Meng'an among his 10,000 defenders, and divided them into chief, deputy, left and right, and ordered the four generals to be on high alert. When the vanguard of the Song army crossed the river and landed, he would send out cavalry to attack the Song army before it had a firm foothold, so as to dampen their morale.
Then, he led the civil and military officials of Hedong City back to the extremely strong Hedong City, the capital of Hezhong Prefecture, and prepared to hold out and wait for help as before.
His messenger, as usual, spied the situation on the other side of the strait this morning and hurried eastward.
Without going into how Wen Dun Sizhong saw through the truth, let's just say that on the west bank of the Yellow River, under the unrivaled banner, Han Shizhong dismounted and sat upright, but he did not put on armor, nor did he look for his bow to defeat the enemy. Instead, he had someone set up a table, spread out paper and pen, and prepared to compose a poem to show his loyalty and to help him enjoy himself.
You know what, Prince Han, who had read a little in recent years, was actually inspired to write poetry as soon as he picked up his pen and wrote a line of words directly on the paper.
The lieutenant colonel Wang Shixiong who was close to him saw it clearly: You have fought in hundreds of battles in the yellow sands, and the red land has encountered many difficulties.
I couldn't help but marvel in amazement and secretly applaud.
Not only Wang Shixiong, but also some other military staff and subordinates who knew a little bit about the business were also surprised after taking a peek... These two lines of poetry are so fitting. Marshal Han is indeed a natural cultured person like Marshal Yue!
However, the inspiration for the poem came and went quickly. Marshal Han, who had only studied for three years, hurriedly wrote a line and didn't know how to continue. He was so anxious that he scratched his head.
The other subordinates were so anxious that they were speechless.
The two deputy governors, Wang Sheng and Jie Yuan, had dealt with the river crossing matters and came to report. When they saw this scene, they looked at each other and wished they could go up and snatch each other's paper and pen, but they knew they were not as strong as the other party and were afraid they could not take it, so they could only sigh and stand in silence.
At this awkward moment, a cloud of dust came along the river in the distance. It turned out to be several knights escorting a knight in special attire, galloping over, without any regard for colliding with the procession of Prince Yan'an. There was also the sound of bells in the distance... Han Shizhong and the surrounding left army of the Imperial Camp knew that this was another urgent letter from Emperor Zhao, and they were almost relieved at the same time, and went forward with Prince Han to greet the envoy.
However, the messenger who came forward did not bring an official order, but only a private letter from the emperor to be delivered to Prince Han.
Although it was a private letter, it was sent via military stations along the Yellow River using the highest level of delivery method... The journey was six hundred miles, with twenty horses and twenty knights, and it took two nights, a day and a half to deliver.
It seems that this private message is much more serious than an ordinary decree, and it is not appropriate for others to watch.
So, without waiting for Han Shizhong to say anything, Wang Sheng, Jie Yuan and many of his personal guards retreated on their own initiative, leaving a space of dozens of steps. Han Liangchen himself also hurried back to the table, cut open the envelope with a knife and looked at it carefully.
It didn't matter that I took a look, but I found that Emperor Zhao had actually sent a poem.
As the saying goes:
I looked at my sword by lamplight while drunk and dreamed of blowing the horn in the camp.
The roasted meat is distributed to the subordinates over a distance of eight hundred miles, fifty strings play the music from beyond the frontier, and the soldiers are inspected in the autumn battlefield.
The horse is as fast as Lu, and the bow is as loud as thunder.
To complete the king's affairs and win fame in life and after death.
Poor white hair!
Han Shizhong stared blankly for a while, opened his mouth to speak, but didn't know where to start. He just felt a sudden heat in his heart and body.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the Hedong Grand Marshal was stunned to find that there were words underneath the poem "Pozhenzi". Upon closer inspection, they were clear and concise:
This "Poetry of Breaking the Array" was written by Han Liangchen, Prince of Yan'an, in the autumn of the ninth year of Jianyan. It was placed in a secret box and sent to Fenghuang Mountain in Hangzhou. I was touched by his sentiments, so I decided not to hesitate any longer. At the end of the three-year period, I would immediately launch the Northern Expedition.
Han Liangchen joined the army when he was young and was the bravest among the three armies. Since the Jing Kang period, he has been by my side and was the most loyal and brave person in the world.
After the Battle of Yaoshan, the whole country was in chaos, and everyone was slack. Some famous generals were complacent and perfunctory in military affairs; some generals were afraid of the current situation and lived in leisure; some powerful officials wanted to retreat and seek safety, and played with words. Only Han Liangchen, although he was the prince of a county, the official of the lowest guard, and the governor of three towns, the first rank of military officials, and the wealth and honor of the heaven, still thought about the Northern Expedition and never slacked off for a moment, sharpening his sword every day, waiting for the right time.
You are worthy of my courage and perseverance which have lasted for ten years.
Han Shizhong read it silently and paused for a long time before he carefully put the paper into the gap of the jade belt around his waist. Then he sat upright behind the desk, and his eyes shot out like lightning, sweeping across the generals, scaring them all.
Then, the Marshal of Hedong pointed at people behind the desk and said, "Huyan Tong, you will be the vanguard... The enemy will surely ambush you with elite cavalry on the other side of the river, hoping to catch you before you gain a firm foothold. You should bring more spears and powerful crossbows, but try not to show them first. Do you understand what I mean? Jie Yuan will lead the detachment to the rear and make sure to teach the Jin army a lesson. Cheng Min will lead the three troops, and Wang Sheng will lead the main force with my big banner to follow up!"
The generals were dazed and quickly agreed.
The next moment, Han Shizhong's eyes widened, and he stared at a person not far away: "Wang Shixiong, take my armor, and you and Cheng Min will attack together! Let's see how the Jin people can stop us!"
All the generals were startled at the same time, and finally came to their senses.
