The wind was blowing in the Huai River, and the small waves that rose in the river beat the thin ice on the edge. In the early morning of the 27th day of the 1st year of Jianyan, the Zhao Guan family finally led the last group of people to cross the Huai River to Bagong Mountain.

It was at noon that day that, when Bagong Mountain was personally supervising the construction of the military camp that was guarding the danger when retreating, under the clear sky, the Zhao Guanjia, who was waiting on the mountains of Linhuai, saw with his own eyes the collapsed army of Liu Guangshi coming from the northeast to Caicheng!

Their power is dense and numerous, and they are countless. The flags are chaotic and the cavalry is disordered. They are scattered on the plains east of Xiacai City and north of the Huai River, but they are gathered towards Xiacai City, like a bunch of messy ants who smell honey water.

Zhao Jiu sat on Bagong Mountain and watched for half a day, and was in a bad mood, but then turned around and found an expert to ask: "Zhengfu, although I don't understand military affairs, is there a lot of this number? How many people are there in Liu Guangshi's troops?"

"Report to the official family," Yang Yizhong answered carefully. "According to the previous discussion of the troops of Liu Taiwei, although the army was the largest, it was only 12,300, and the number was less than 20,000 at this time. It should be that all the six states in southern Shandong were local village brave archers and other local archers followed the south..."

"So..." Zhao Jiu suddenly sneered. "Although Taiwei Liu has few battlefield performances, he still has some means. In such a dangerous situation, he can still have so many brave soldiers abandon their families and follow him?"

Yang Yizhong became more careful, but lowered his voice to the other side: "The official family, Liu Taiwei's troops were raised by their father and son for decades since Hebei. The Western Army generals have many inheritances and are good at raising grace..."

"I know what you mean." Zhao Jiu interrupted the other party angrily. "Where do I have the intention to be guilty? If I really want to be guilty, wouldn't I also run away in a panic? Whether it's 100,000 or 50,000, the Jin army is powerful, and Liu Guangshi is not a crime."

Yang Yizhong immediately said nothing.

However, after watching for a long time, Zhao Jiu saw the soldiers being in a congested place in front of the city gate. Instead, he turned around and ordered Wang Boyan to draw up an order, and asked Zhao Ding to search for Wang Yuan across the river to calm down in Cai City, so that Liu Guangshi would be able to organize the defeated soldiers, and those who could be able to stay and hold on with Zhang Jun. If they were really unavailable, Wang Yuan would be able to transport them back to the south bank to rest.

The order was delivered, and Zhao Jiu had no idea how to react on the other side of the river, but he couldn't sit upright on Bagong Mountain all afternoon, and didn't know what to think anymore. The rest of the people stood beside him, watching Xia Cai City, which was once famous for its wealth and vastness, almost visible to the naked eye... It seemed that the defeated soldiers entered the city one after another, but they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Of course, Zhao Jiu was relieved, but he still had no intention of moving.

The other civil and military officials knew it well, and they also followed the side and tried hard to look at it, waiting for the news.

Finally, in the evening, when the light was about to dim, Yang Yizhong's sharp eyes suddenly pointed his finger in a direction northeast, but said something that made everyone feel relieved:

"Look at the official, the Jin army has arrived!"

Zhao Jiu was wearing a round-necked red robe and sat upright on a stern chair in the middle of the hillside. He looked up slightly and looked at each other. In the setting sun, he saw a small cavalry team with solemn equipment and formations rushing down from the city.

As the cavalry rushed, the scattered defeated soldiers outside the city almost exploded instantly, scattering everywhere like headless flies. Some even jumped into the Huai River regardless of the distance between the Jin army...

Zhao Jiu glanced at this scene from afar and was stunned for a moment.

You know, unless a good man born by the Huai River jumps, he will end up committing suicide. However, these soldiers of the Song Dynasty have not yet encountered a life-and-death crisis, but they are all so scared.

Moreover, in a sense, if they dare to jump into the Huai River in the east, they are not afraid of death, right? But if they are not afraid of death, why are they scared to jump into the Huai River?

What's even more ridiculous is that the Jin cavalry, which only had about five or six hundred people, ignored the frightened defeated soldiers, but rushed straight to the east gate of Xia Caicheng, which was covered with flags and crossbows, as if trying to seize the Xia Caicheng with tens of thousands of troops stationed... Fortunately, the Bagong Mountain could be seen across the Huai River, and the Xia Caicheng on the other side of the river were naturally seen. So after pulling up the moat suspension bridge in a panic, countless arrows flew down from Xia Caicheng, and finally forced the Jin army to retreat.

After being forced to retreat, the Jin army seemed a little angry, and actually scattered around, wantonly killing the defeated troops of Liu Guangshi who were not as good as possible to enter to vent their vent.

After this "battle", Zhao Jiu felt extremely aggrieved... They were all cold weapons troops, but they were like a generation gap. That's the worst unit of Mr. Jiang's that day, wasn't it like this when he faced the Japanese army?

However, what makes people even more helpless is that all the civil and military officials around him escaped from Hebei and Tokyo, but there were no surprises, and they all seemed to be adapting!

"Prince, let's go and have a rest!"

As the sky was dark, the Jin army left on its own, as if to go to the nearby empty town to find a place to settle down. In the darkness, seeing the official family sitting upright, looking unchanged, and in a very poor state, Lu Haowen hesitated for a moment, and was fulfilling the duties of a priest. "Zhang and Liu, the two Grand Marshals, have sufficient troops, and have Xia Cai Jiancheng, and the transportation on Huai Shang is also in our hands, and Huainan supplies can also be supplied... Before the main force of the Jin army arrived, Xia Cai will definitely be able to defend it."

Zhao Jiuqiang laughed and did not refuse. He finally got up and left. However, as soon as he got together, he heard a riotous sound on the other side of the river, and it was heard across the river!

Everyone looked back and looked at it, but because it was already dark, it was difficult to see the specific situation. They just vaguely felt that there was something in a certain direction in Xia Cai City, and they felt increasingly confused and nervous.

Zhao Jiu almost instinctively looked at Yang Yizhong.

"It should be that Liu Taiwei's army first came, but he did not accept the constraints of Zhang Taiwei's army. He also wanted to fight because of camping, food and other things at night." Yang Yizhong thought for a moment and gave a very credible conclusion. "This is a common thing in the army, not to mention that Liu Taiwei's army has no military discipline..."

Everyone sighed for a few words, but it seemed that it was a natural thing, so they didn't say anything anymore and continued to disperse themselves. They then went to rest in the clean place in the camp up and down the mountain.

For some reason, it may be that what I saw and heard day and night exceeded my past experience, but I could only be as confused as a puppet, responding from beginning to end. After the Zhao Guan family, who had accumulated too much emotion, camped directly on the mountain this day, they fell asleep quickly.

ps: Happy New Year’s Day everyone.
Chapter completed!