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Chapter 47 The First Battle of Benzhou (I)

When Zhao Dongting saw that Fan Wenhu was always talking about you, the Southern Song Dynasty, sneered at the weakness of the Southern Song Dynasty. He knew that the surrendered general was already in the Yuan Dynasty. He sneered in his heart and said, "Since you are here to persuade him to surrender, you have to be persuaded. Tell me, how do you plan to convince me to surrender?"

Fan Wenhu pointed to the sea with confidence and sneered: "Our army in the dynasty is here. If you don't know, there will be only a dead end."

Zhao Dongting said, "What if I surrender?"

Li Yuanxiu was anxious next to her.

Fan Wenhu was even more proud, "If you surrender, maybe the emperor of our dynasty can promise you to be the Prince of Anle."

"Prince Anle?"

Zhao Dongting smiled, "It seems to be quite good."

But then he suddenly changed his face, his face turned completely gloomy, and shouted: "Come, drag down this unfaithful and unrighteous rebel general and behead him and show him to the public!"

The spear of the guard next to him immediately crossed to Fan Wenhu's neck.

Fan Wenhu was held back and was a little confused, then said angrily: "Do you dare to kill me?"

"Don't dare?"

Zhao Dongting said coldly: "You were originally a general of the Song Dynasty, but surrendering to the Yuan Dynasty was disloyal. He was ordered to surrender and was disloyal to his old master and colleagues. Everyone who was unfaithful and unrighteous was punished by everyone, so why wouldn't I dare to kill you?"

Seeing that Zhao Dongting was speaking loudly and murderously, Fan Wenhu couldn't help but feel a little scared. He opened his mouth and said, "The two armies are fighting, and they will come to the envoys! Do you ignore the rules?"

He was not a person who was ready to die, otherwise he would not have rebelled against Song and Yuan. Now he just wanted to save his life for this reason.

Zhao Dongting just sneered, "Sorry, I don't understand these rules. You can go to the King of Hell to sue me."

After saying that, he gave a wink at the guards.

The guards understood and several long spears instantly pierced Fan Wenhu's back, and the two sticks on his neck cut most of his neck.

Blood gushed.

Unfortunately, Fan Wenhu was full of martial arts, so he didn't even have the chance to struggle and returned to the underworld.

When he came, he never thought that the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty dared to kill him. He just thought about how to show off his power in front of his old colleagues in the Southern Song Dynasty and let them see that although his official position was not high in the past, now he also needs to look up to.

Now, these wishes can only disappear with him.

Two Yuan army soldiers knelt beside him and saw Fan Wenhu being killed. They were so scared that their faces changed drastically and they were trembling.

Zhao Dongting was also a little disgusting when he looked at Fan Wenhu's bloody corpse. After all, he had never seen such a bloody scene. After forcibly suppressing his discomfort, he said to the two Yuan army soldiers: "You take his head back and tell Zhang Hongfan that if you send such a surrender, I will kill the other one."

After saying that, he turned back to the bedroom.

Fan Wenhu's head was cut off by the guards, and the Yuan army soldiers were tremblingly holding it, and were taken down the mountain by the guards. However, it was a great luck that they could escape their lives.

Soon, the two rowed back to the Yuan army fleet, and then headed straight for Zhang Hongfan's ship. Now that the three armies have not moved, there are bridge boards between each ship.

Zhang Hongfan saw them coming back with Fan Wenhu's heads, and both of them were shocked. When they looked at each other, they felt unbelievable.

Zhang Hongfan asked, "What's going on?"

It is a customary rule for two armies to fight and not kill the envoys. He really never thought that Fan Wenhu would go completely and would only have his head left. He would lose the general before the battle started, which is not a good sign.

The two young men trembled and answered honestly: "General Fan and we just met the Emperor of Song Dynasty. Without saying a few words, the Emperor of Song Dynasty ordered General Fan to be beheaded, and he also said..."

Zhang Hongfan was already furious, "Arrogant boy! What else did he say?"

The young master lowered his head and replied, "He said, if you send surrendered generals to persuade him to surrender again, he will see each one kill."

"Okay, okay..."

Zhang Hongfan was so angry that he gritted his teeth, "I underestimate the courage and determination of you people!"

Li Heng suddenly whispered from the side: "Brother Hongfan, be angry..."

Zhang Hongfan was slightly stunned, and then the anger on his face disappeared very quickly. He sat back on the chair, looked at Li Heng with a little gratitude, and waved his hands at the two little pawns, "Okay, you guys go down!"

The word "control anger..." is crucial to the commander of the first army.

The two young men kowtowed and left.

Zhang Hongfan watched them leave the ship and said to Li Heng: "Thank you, Brother Li Heng, reminds me, if it weren't for you, I'd probably beg you to go up the mountain immediately. The Emperor of the Song Dynasty actually killed even the envoys. It was a great insult to me..."

Li Heng smiled faintly when he heard this, and raised his glass and said, "Why don't Brother Hongfan think so? The emperor and ministers of the Southern Song Dynasty hurriedly killed Fan Wenhu despite the rules, because they must be afraid of a great chaos in the morale of the army. This is enough to show that they are now frightened birds. But they lost Fan Wenhu, but they learned that the chaos in the morale of the Southern Song Dynasty was not a loss."

Although he was not a Mongolian person, he had always looked down on Fan Wenhu and other surrendered generals in the Southern Song Dynasty. Therefore, he had no pain at all about Fan Wenhu's death, just like a dead ant.

Although Li Heng smiled like Maitreya Buddha, he was actually a ruthless and famous smile tiger in the Yuan Dynasty court.

When Zhang Hongfan heard him say this, he thought about it and his face really eased completely.

And at this time, it was close to Yin.

Zhao Dongting returned to the bedroom and couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned, and suddenly thought, "The Yuan army is coming to attack!"

He thought that Zhang Hongfan would not have sent anyone to persuade him to surrender, but now he must have a purpose.

He just decisively killed Fan Wenhu, and he did have the intention to prevent unstable military morale. Moreover, he also wanted to intimidate Zhang Hongfan so that he would not send people to persuade him to surrender. At the same time, he also had the intention of intimidating the ministers of the Southern Song Dynasty. Zhao Dongting knew in his heart that even if he had a high prestige recently, there must be many people in the court who were willing to surrender.

He slowly stood up from the bed, walked out of the door and said to the guard next to the door: "Go and inform Lord Zhang Shijie and be ready for battle."

"yes!"

The guards took the order.

In the dark night, the soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty were willing to take action. In the past two days, the Yuan army slept well, and they also ate well and slept soundly.

As soon as the Yin hour arrived, only the sound of trumpets on the Yuan army's warship sounded overwhelmingly.

It's time to launch an attack!

Zhao Dongting held the telescope and ran to the cliff.

Li Yuanxiu, Ying Er, Music and Wu, and dozens of good-looking guards followed him closely.
Chapter completed!