Chapter 843: Coming

At dawn in the morning, the gate of the Song army opened. First, large chariots appeared, and then a torrent like a long river spread out. The Song army leaned against the city wall and traverseed directly in front of them. The back team was a tide crossbowman, a archer, and then a team of knife hands. The wings of the team were accompanied by sword shields and a small number of cavalry.

After forming the formation, Zhou Chu's central army's flags swayed. Then, the tide of military horses slowly advanced with the movement of the chariot formation. Zhou Chu pressed the horse and walked slowly. His eyes looked at the horizon in the northeast direction, and his tongue licked his upper lip, eager to try.

"Report!"

The scout who came from the horse rode over and said with a loud voice: "Your Highness has an order, the navy will advance five miles!"

"|I understand!" Zhou Chuhe nodded.

The army, like a long snake, began to advance slowly, and the captain riding a war horse ran back and forth.

"The Dading Mansion has fallen, and the navy cavalry defeated the Jurchen cavalry. Your Highness is on our flank. The Jurchens have no way out. Your Highness has an order. Today is the last battle!"

"The last battle!"

"It's today that we can turn the tide, and it's only today that we can destroy gold!"

"Today's decisive battle!"

After the army advanced five miles, it began to stop slowly, and the formation began to shrink, and heavy snow fell one after another. The sailors' armor was covered with a layer of fine white snow. A layer of frost condensed under the brim of Fan Yang's hat. The white air emitted by millions of people rose up on their heads. The fog drifted with the wind and continued for a long time.

"It's here." Zhou Chu thought to himself. He sat on the horse and looked around with a deep look. The text was provided by Tieba friends and was first published. The text is for learning and communication only. Please do not use it for commercial purposes. If necessary, please purchase the genuine version.

In the northeast corner of the army, the earth began to tremble. On the horizon, cavalry appeared, first the navy cavalry, and then the Xixia cavalry. The agile knights rode their horses and galloped, and the cold wind blew.

Shen Ao was surrounded by a large group of people, and he was walking slowly. He looked up and saw the mountain of naval military horses, and the whistling iron cavalry roaring. He whipped the horse and stood on a hill. The horse was slightly raised and the horse was sitting down to take off the horse's head. This man and one horse seemed to be still, and between the world, it seemed that there was only one man and one horse left.

Several knights behind him appeared behind him. Gui Zhihuan's eyes were faint, and the terrifying ghost face could not cover her heroic posture. She looked at Shen Ao's back and suddenly shed her mind, and her whole person's thoughts were flying. Shen Ao was thinking, Gui Zhihuan was also thinking. Gui Zhihuan was thinking, what this man was thinking about now? His intentions were always elusive. But it was this mystery, the thoughts hidden behind this smile, and the depth hidden in the clear eyes made Gui Zhihuan feel a little softer.

Wuda and Li Qing were stationed at the horse, so they naturally did not have the same thoughts as Gui Zhihuan. The two looked at Shen Ao’s back and only trustworthy, and the fact that the scholar died for his confidant, the two of them had the present, which was inseparable from Shen Ao’s trust. Without Shen Ao, there would be no today. The king treated his ministers as brothers and sisters, and the minister treated his kings as hearts. If they understood this principle, this reason was enough.

"Your Highness..." Uda said slowly: "One hundred thousand naval infantry and one hundred thousand iron cavalry have been dispatched, but the Jurchens have not arrived yet."

Chen Ao frowned and said lightly: "Where is the Liao people?"

Li Qing said angrily: "There is no movement yet."

Chen Ao suddenly smiled and said, "They will come. Yelu Dashi has to come, so wait for another moment."

Chen Ao pointed his hand confidently in the distance, in the direction of the south, and said, "Look, the Liao people are here!"

Sure enough, the continuous Liao army began to appear, and countless Liao people seemed to appear out of thin air from the horizon. First, teams of scouts ran around, then a large number of people appeared, with more and more crowds and becoming more and more dense. Two hundred thousand Liao troops appeared at the end of the horizon.

The north wind roared and the war horses roared. Yelu Dashi wore silver armor and a navy blue cloak behind him, and appeared in the back team with Yelu Yinde. As Chen Ao said, Yelu Dashi must come. Although Yelu Dashi wanted to preserve his strength, he still couldn't guess Chen Ao's intentions, he could never retreat in this battle.

What we have to face today is the mortal enemy of the Liao Dynasty. If Yelu Dashi does not come, people will inevitably be moved and the morale of the army will inevitably collapse. Today, there is only revenge and no intrigue.

The north wind blew on Yelu Dashi's vicissitudes of life. The man with a slightly dark skin closed his eyes and his heart surged. He looked into the distance. After seeing the groups of Song and Xia coalition forces, Yelu Dashi's mouth curled up a smile. Then, he turned his head and glanced at Yelu Yinde.

Yelu Yinde was slender and wearing armor, but this armor was a little wider, which made him look a little ridiculous when sitting on the horse. The bad weather made him feel a little weak and sucked his nose. Yelu Yinde couldn't help but sneeze.

Yelu Dashi sighed again in his heart that this son should not have appeared here. It is precisely because he knows Yelu Yinde that a faint hidden worry is increasingly aroused in Yelu Dashi's heart.

"Look, the Jurchens are here..."

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Quanzhou, the sea is calm and the breeze is swaying. Although it is winter, there is no wind and snow here. The dazzling sun shines on the earth. Compared with the desolate desert, this place is like a fairyland on earth. The roofs that extend for dozens of miles, the crowds of people woven under the blue bricks and black tiles are surging. The unique shouts of peddlers are floating far away. The war in the north makes the prosperity here even better.

Large-scale wars require a large amount of supplies, and these supplies are no longer based on recruitment as before. The production of workshops has become increasingly large and the prices are getting cheaper. The bundles of arrows, boxes of fire powder, ships of winter clothes, Fanyang hats, and a lot of wine and food are all directly distributed to merchants.

If anyone in the world is more eager for war, I am afraid that only these merchants will be the only one who has tasted the sweetness of the Battle of Yue Kingdom, these people were almost Chen Ao’s most powerful supporters. To others, resisting the Jin Dynasty is a righteous thing, but in their opinion, resisting the Jin Dynasty is an interest, and such interest relations are stronger.

The palace has been temporarily forgotten. His Majesty has not left the house for half a month, and even the decree has not been seen. People are still making a living, and what they talk about is more about the matter closely related to the situation of the war.

In this palace, everyone is in a hurry, everyone is a little worried and afraid. His Majesty's body is getting worse and worse, and his mood is getting lower and lower. He has even reached the point where he has not been able to feed water and rice for several days, but only rely on elixirs to supplement it.

As the eunuch who was with him, Yang Jian was in a low mood and advised His Majesty several times not to eat pills. Zhao Ji just smiled and spent most of his time on the sickbed. He seemed to have taken time, and his skin gradually turned pale.

The only thing he still remembers is probably the Dading Mansion, so every morning, Zhao Ji would ask casually: "What's the situation of the battle? That guy Chen Ao didn't make any trouble."

This sentence is very strange. What can His Highness Pingxi do if he goes deep behind enemy lines? This sentence is more like his parents worry about naughty children.

Yang Jian's answer was always a little melancholy and disappointed. It was far away from Dading Prefecture, and the news was not clear. There was no important matter, and it was impossible to convey any news.

After so long, Zhao Ji's mood became even more elusive. Sometimes he suddenly had to return to Bianjing excitedly, and sometimes he suddenly became overshadowed, and he said he was going to spend the winter in Quanzhou. Some words made Yang Jian feel chill and dumbfounded.

It's still the same today. After Zhao Ji washed up, he was supported by someone to the couch. After eating the pills, his face finally felt a little rosy. His spirit gradually improved a little. Then he smiled and told Yang Jian that he called, saying, "What's wrong with Dading Mansion? Where is that guy Chen Ao now?"

This is a very ordinary day. Before this, Yang Jian would have gone to the Navy Office first. The memorials and military information from various places were first passed on to the Navy Office to seal them before they were selected to enter the palace. However, Yang Jian slept late last night and got up late. Before he could ask, he smiled and said, "Your Majesty, please stay, I'll ask."

After saying that, he left the bedroom. Zhao Ji's question was nothing more than a routine. In fact, he didn't have any hope. He asked someone to pour tea and sat silently on the couch for a moment. After a stick of incense, he heard hurried steps coming from outside.

Yang Jian almost crawled in and shouted: "Your Majesty, good news, this article is provided by Tieba friends, first published, the text is for learning and communication only, please do not use it for commercial purposes. If necessary, please purchase the genuine version."

"Good news... Could it be that Chen Ao has another great victory. This time I don't know which city the Jurchens have recovered, or how many military horses have defeated the Jurchens?" Zhao Ji relaxed, smiled and said quickly: "What news."

Yang Jian held the report of the victory in his hand and said, "The auxiliary king led his army to attack Linhuang Mansion, defeated more than 60,000 Jin troops, captured the Empress Dowager of the Jurchens, and hundreds of people from the prince's royal family. The Jin people were frightened!"

The teacup in Zhao Ji's hand couldn't help but slipped from his hand and fell on the couch. The flowing tea soaked the brocade quilt. He was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Take it serious?"
Chapter completed!