When the army set out again, the marching team became much silent, but the queues during the marching were more tidy than before, and the solemn aura exuded by the entire military formation was even more serious than before.

Zhao Huan, Zong Shidao and others who were riding on the horse were not very good-looking. Yang Zaixing kept muttering, "What a pity", "It's just a fight against beating", "At least I can be stunned for a few moments", "I have no opponent now" and other difficult nonsense, but I was turned around and glared at me before I became honest.

To be honest, if Zhao Huan was a leader of a parody who had just started a rebellion, then Chen Sanlang would indeed not be punished to death.

However, Zhao Huan was the emperor and the emperor of the Song Dynasty who had been in charge of more than 150 years. Therefore, Chen Sanlang, who dared to kill the seven forbidden and fifty-four during the war, was determined to die.

The two silly sculptures of Zhao Jixiang and Tong Guan, who allowed Guo Yaoshi to plunder the army to win the robbery, and the people's hearts were not far away. If even such things could be compared with each other, everyone could "redeem their merits and atone for their sins" in the future. The majesty of military discipline would definitely be affected. When the morale of the army was in chaos, Zhao Huan might as well go home and wait for death.

Moreover, Chen Sanlang, who killed a criminal traitor, received not only military discipline, but also the hearts of the entire Xijin Prefecture-

When the army left Xijin Prefecture, the people surrounding the road looked at the army without hatred, and only hoped that the army would return soon.

In addition, the Khitan cavalry led by Xiao Nuoyan also took the initiative to take on the mission to surveillance, and hundreds of cavalry swam back and forth, constantly transmitting all the movements around back to the army.

"Don't blame my heart for being too dirty, I'm already very conscientious."

...

The fire will eventually be extinguished, and the killing will eventually stop.

After a carnival of Jin soldiers, tens of thousands of people in Datong were killed in total. The Jin soldiers who were red-eyed not only slaughtered the entire Datong into nine out of ten rooms, but also slaughtered all villages and towns around Datong, and then used their bodies to pollute all water sources except Datong City.

In addition, all the things that can be burned outside the city, whether it is house or grain, were burned by Wanyan Zonghan's orders-

Since he couldn't stop Zhao Huan's son on the front battlefield, he would destroy all the water sources and all the ways to obtain supplies.

"I am not having a good time for me, so my surname is Zhao, don't think it's better!"

Seeing the Jin soldiers on the top of the city driving the survivors to prepare bows, arrows, wood, rolling stones and golden juice for the city, Wanyan Zonghan's stinky face, which had been gloomy for several days, finally stretched a little: "Now the entire Xijing is empty, I want to see where Zhao Huan's son gets supplies and how to get water!"

"The handsome man is wise!"

Yin Shuke complimented: "This time, I must let Zhao Huan's son hate outside the city!"

Wanyan Zonghan nodded, and a smile finally appeared on his face: "Calculate the time, Zhao Huan's son should have arrived in Xijing, right?"

Yin Shuke bowed and said, "It should be almost done. Now I am very curious. I wonder what expression Zhao Huan's son should have when he saw the tragic image outside the city?"

Wanyan Zonghan's smile became even stronger, but he continued to ask: "Wouli Bu and Wu Chuan and others? Are you in touch now?"

"not yet."

Yin Shuke said: "It's strange that the messenger has been sent out for a long time, and several waves of messengers have been sent out. Even if some of them have an accident, you can't have an accident in them all, right?"

"Then send a few more messengers."

After hearing what Yin Shu said, Wanyan Zonghan couldn't laugh anymore and said with a serious expression: "When you send someone out, tell them that whether it is good or bad news, you must pass the news back to me."

Yin Shuke was shocked and hesitated: "It shouldn't be possible? Even if Wuli and Wuchuo are defeated, there should be no problem in protecting themselves?"

"Hope."

Wanyan Zonghan pinched his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "The current situation is getting more and more troublesome. I really don't know what the little emperor of Song State is doing. He actually has such a means!"

After saying that, Wanyan Zonghan sighed again: "It's a pity that this person is not from my Great Jin Kingdom. If he is from my Great Jin Kingdom, I would rather give in to Bo Jilie's position."

“…”

Yin Shu had a lot of words to say, but he didn't even say anything.

The position of Bo Jilie is indeed noble, but no matter how awesome Bo Jilie is, there is an emperor of the Great Jin Kingdom. He is now the emperor of the Song Dynasty. No matter how weak the Song Dynasty is, he is still the emperor. Only when he is full will he run to the Great Jin Kingdom to do this?

...

"The official family of Qizhao was slaughtered another village, and the wells were also polluted."

Mr. Zhong bowed to Zhao Huan with a gloomy face and said, "If the villages ahead are slaughtered and the wells are polluted, I'm afraid..."

Zhao Huan, who was sitting upright on the horse, nodded and said, "Take me over and take a look."

"Prefer to stop watching?"

However, Zhong Shidao hesitated: "Wanyan Gou is completely destined. The entire village has been slaughtered. All the things that can be burned are burned, and the bodies are thrown everywhere. If you get close, you may get infected with an epidemic. Why not bypass this place first?"

"Take such a large shape with cloth, put several layers inside, tie a strip of cloth at all four corners, boil this mask in boiling water and wear it on your face, which can prevent epidemic diseases."

Zhao Huan casually gestured to the shape of the mask and continued, "Give me instructions, whether you are resting or rushing to go, don't stop work. Be sure to let all the soldiers have a few of these things."

While speaking, Zhao Huan activated the war horse under his crotch to head towards the village not far ahead.

The ruins are ruined and the scenery is full of chaos.

Words like this are no longer enough to describe the miserable situation of the small village in front of you-

Most of the willow trees at the entrance of the village were burnt, and none of the houses were intact. From the usual use of drying grain or for people to gather together to chat about the mountains to the inside of the village, there were corpses everywhere. From time to time, wild dogs who came out of nowhere ran to bite the corpses, and some were bitten to the point of being unnatural.

"Send someone to make some masks first."

The three words "Shura Field" suddenly flashed in his heart, and Zhao Huan's face was so gloomy that he could twist out water: "Arranging people to collect the body, it's all good to be buried."

"The official is kind."

Zhong Shidao nodded and replied: "But this is the case, it will inevitably delay the speed of the army's advance, and I'm afraid..."

"Nothing is just a fear."

Zhao Huan's face was also not good-looking. He glanced at Zhong Shidao, Yao Pingzhong and others and then said in a deep voice: "It is useless to do everything on the battlefield. If I had the surname Wan, I would probably do this, and I might do it even better than him.

Now let’s make the worst plan. Most of the people with the surname Wan have sent people to slaughter all the villages along the way, and the wells are probably thrown dead bodies."

Zhong Shidao and others looked at each other, then lowered their heads-

The reason is so rational, but can you say this? Especially you are still a dear official in the Song Dynasty! If you say this, you will be recorded in your daily life notes!

After pondering for a while, Zhao Huan said, "Give me instructions, no water is allowed from wells and lakes in the future. You must find a river with live water, and the river water must boil before you can drink it."

“As for supply…”

Zhao Huan suddenly laughed and said, "The surname of Wan is getting stupider and stupider--

How far is Xijin Mansion from Datong? The supplies brought by Xijin Mansion alone are enough to reach the city of Datong. Why bother to worry about supply?"

Master Zhong suddenly reacted.

That's right. Judging from the map, Xijin Mansion is only a little distance away from Datong. Even if it is actually a march, it can only take three or five days to get from Xijin Mansion to Datong City. If you abandon your supplies and drive with all your strength, you probably won't be able to use even three days. Why bother to make a headache for supply?

"But it was that Wanyan's child who miscalculated."

Zhong Shidao stroked his beard and said, "He can burn the grain of the villages along the way, but he can't burn the grain of the army's own. He can pollute the wells and the army can still get water from the river. But he locked himself in Datong City again, but he was seeking death."

"That's exactly what it means."

Zhao Huan also said, "If the surname Wan doesn't enter Datong, I really have no good idea for him. After all, he has six legs and runs fast. Now, I want to see where he can run!"

It just so happened that the surname Wan is now lying in Datong Mansion. When he leads his troops to surround Datong, he can settle the murder with him!

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