The lamb is tender and delicious, and the natural side dishes also have a unique taste. Wang Feng thought to himself, but he didn't expect that the diet of the Great Song Dynasty would have a bit like that of later generations.

It took most of the day to eat a hot meal, and the two of them were gobbling it up, and Zhai Er was even more windy, and he was very happy to eat.

Suddenly, I could only hear the refugees crying and shouting for their mothers in the distance on the official road, like frightened chickens and dogs, flying as if to avoid both sides of the official road, leaving only a mess in the middle of the official road.

The two of them looked at each other, and they couldn't help but be secretly surprised, Wang Feng didn't know what was going on, making such a chicken and a dog jumping, and a chicken feather.

"These thieves are a thief! I don't know how the war will be, but the shelves are full of shelves!"

Some of the people who ate and drank were already indignant.

The two raised their heads and looked east, only to see the sound of horses' hooves rumbling on the official road, and the black cavalry filling the road, coming from afar, the army was majestic and majestic.

"Erlang, don't look at it, this is the horse army in Tokyo City, look like this, it's to guard the Yellow River crossing."

Zhai Er's words shocked Wang Feng's heart. It is said that the Great Song cavalry is too small to deal with the Jurchen iron cavalry. How come there are so many cavalry of the Song army, not to mention two or three thousand cavalry.

The knights of the Song army came slowly along the official road, they raised their heads one by one, they were extremely strong, and they were also soldiers Ge Xueliang, swords and guns were like a forest, and the cavalry array was black and pressed, spreading out for several miles, Wang Feng couldn't help but shake his heart, and couldn't help himself.

With such a majestic army, why can't it deal with the Jurchen soldiers heading south?

Suddenly, there was a sound of "oops", and everyone turned their heads, only to see that among the Song cavalry who came from nowhere, a Song soldier fell off his horse, causing a commotion among the knights on the horses around him.

Song Bing fell to the ground, couldn't get up for a long time, his mouth was "ouch", moaning vigorously, and it seemed that the fall was not light.

Wang Feng couldn't help but wonder secretly, a good person, the horse was not frightened, how did he fall off the horse for no reason, could it be said that he accidentally fell from the horse, or was there another reason?

Several Song soldiers dismounted from their horses in embarrassment, their movements slow, clumsy, and cautious, which made people jaw-dropping. They helped the Song soldiers on the ground up, and then pushed him onto the horse, and several of them were also sweating profusely.

Under the watchful eyes of the people on both sides of the official road, they trembled and climbed on their horses, and the brigade continued to wander westward.

Such a soldier can also fight?

Wang Feng was dumbfounded, he could fall off while sitting on a slow horse, such a team is also called cavalry? Such a soldier is also called a cavalry, and he can also fight, and he can also charge and deal with the wolf-like Jurchen iron cavalry?

"Relying on these bears to fight the war, are the ministers of the court crazy, it seems that I have to go home and prepare early, and go to Jiangnan to hide."

Someone in the teahouse sighed, causing a burst of frustration among the surrounding people.

"You're right! Don't look at these goods, they are tall and mighty, everyone is six feet five tall, all of them are like goods, that is, they are filled with façade in the Imperial Palace in Tokyo City and placed for the people to see. Counting on them to fight, I'm afraid that before the Jurchen Fanzi arrives in front of them, they will have fled long ago! I think the big guy still made plans early, and these old soldiers in the court are unreliable. ”

Xiao Er next to him was also full of sadness, shaking his head.

"Jiro, I just inquired, these are the forbidden troops in Tokyo, and they were sent to Luokou to garrison. Look at these guys, all of them are tall and mighty, with red lips and white teeth, and they are very handsome, but they can't even ride horses. Tell me, it's ridiculous to rely on these guys to deal with the cavalry of the Jurchen Fanzi?"

Zhai Er squeezed back from the crowd, with a withered grass in his mouth, staring at a pair of round eyes, looking at the Song cavalry team moving forward indifferently, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

The selection of the forbidden army of the Great Song Jingshi paid special attention to appearance. So that these selected forbidden soldiers are all male models in later generations, I don't know if they are rich or not, but they are definitely white, tall and handsome.

Since the second year of Jingde of Song Zhenzong (1005), Song Liao concluded the "Yuanyuan Alliance", the internal and external wars were extinguished, even if the forbidden army "changed" to the frontier, there was no war to fight, and after a long time, it was inevitable that military discipline would be lax, training would be perfunctory, and the forbidden army would escape. Especially in the later period of Song Huizong, training was lax, military affairs were corrupt, and the forbidden army was already an embroidered pillow, which was useless.

During the period of Song Renzong, Ouyang Xiu once criticized the forbidden army of Jingshi, "The guards are in the dormitory, and they do not hold their own quilts, but let others serve them; It is forbidden for the soldiers to give food, not to pay for themselves, but to hire people to pay for it".

How could such a rich young master soldier who even had to hire people to carry food and bedding be able to count on them to fight on the battlefield and deal with the Jurchen barbarians who grew up in the bitter cold land and drank blood?

When a nation is about to perish, there will be a vision. In the court of the Great Song Dynasty, the officials and scholars worked hard to die, but they only suffered thousands of Song people who suffered.

Wang Feng looked at the noon sun, and he didn't know if it was the white flowers that made people dizzy, or the behavior of the Song soldiers who had just passed was chilling and uncomfortable.

Just when Wang Feng's heart sank and he couldn't bubble, the people who were drinking tea and eating, including Zhai Er, all stood up and cheered towards the large group of Song soldiers coming from the west.

Wang Feng's heart moved, and he also stood up, and looked towards the official road with everyone inside and outside the tea shop.

I saw that on the official road, dense Song soldiers came forward, and the ranks were endless, and I am afraid that there were tens of thousands. The Song soldiers were all burly, armored, armed with swords and guns, and had strict military discipline, and many of them had obvious weathering on their faces, which was obviously not an ordinary forbidden army.

Zhai Er's face was excited, and he said with great interest on the side: "Erlang, this is the Western Army from Shaanxi, and it is the subordinate of the old Xianggong and General Yao Pingzhong, and it is the best in our Great Song Dynasty." With the Western Army here, there should be no problem in Bianliang City!"

Wang Feng nodded, sure enough, it was the Western Army of Shaanxi, the last field army of the Great Song Dynasty that still had combat power, and it was also the last fig leaf of the Great Song Dynasty.

Wang Feng looked carefully at the soldiers who came from Longxing, but found that among the soldiers who were full of wind and frost and fierce dragons and tigers, there were many young soldiers with fair complexions and excited faces, which were not the same as the swarthy comrades around them, who were obviously recruits who had not been in the army for a long time.

It seems that the quality of the personnel of the Western Army's entry into Beijing is also uneven. Although the Western Army is strong, it is constrained by the court, there is intrigue between various legions, and its own internal whirlpools, how can it deal with the unanimous and ferocious Jurchen Iron Cavalry?

With a hundred years of lazy soldiers, be a new and difficult enemy; With widows and comfortable generals, compete in the forest of flesh and blood. The golden people are insatiable, and the disaster of China has no peaceful period.

Song Taizu usurped Zhou, Chen Qiao mutinied, and the position was not right; Song Taizong killed his brother and nephew, especially the extreme of selfishness! The emperors of the Great Song Dynasty were like this, and under their rule they were even more civil and military, the party and the party, and the party was also fighting.

During Jingkang, Li Gang was the head of Qingliu, Song Qinzong ordered him to recommend talents, Li Gang recommended him because of his disagreement with Bai Shizhong and Li Bangyan, knowing that the two were cowardly and incompetent, and wanted to make the two of them defeated; Geng Nanzhong and Li Gang were at odds and excluded him as the envoy of the two rivers; Yao Pingzhong was jealous of the Seed Master, and attacked the Jin Ying for fear of punishment and disappeared......

The Great Song Dynasty Qianjun was in danger of dying, and these ministers were especially trying to show selfishness to be happy, and the Great Song Dynasty was so safe that they would not die quickly!

Pity these heroic soldiers, they will soon become the souls of the Jurchen army, how sad!

The sun shone on Wang Feng's face, but he didn't feel the slightest warmth, but a burst of coldness came to his heart. Time has passed, the golden people are galloping across the country, how can there be a place to live in the four seas, do you really want to become this displaced, miserable and miserable people who have lost the country?

Suddenly, in the midst of a large crowd of foot soldiers, a group of majestic and neat and solemn ironclad cavalry came from the dragon, with more than four or five hundred men and horses. A bunch of ironclad warriors of the Song Army surrounded a handsome ironclad man in his thirties, full of ambition and imposing momentum. The ironclad man sat on the tall horse, the corners of his mouth were slightly upward, looking at the people beside the official road, looking forward to it, his face was full of pride, and his eyebrows were quite unruly, but he didn't know that he was a child of the Great Song Dynasty.

Wang Feng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, this person is not very old, his status is quite high, and he is not a seed teacher, so it may be Yao Pingzhong.

The Battle of the Song-Jin Raid in the late Northern Song Dynasty was one of the major battles of the time, which had a significant impact on the political and military aspects of the Song Dynasty. The battle of the robbery was carried out by Yao Pingzhong and his army, and Li Gangshi was the central presiding officer.

The robbery failed, the young Great Song Dynasty official Zhao Huan suffered a fatal blow psychologically, the main battle faction was suppressed, and the main peace faction gained the upper hand, which eventually led to the disgrace of Jingkang.

And Yao Pingzhong, the rising star of the Western Army of the Great Song Dynasty, was afraid of the Son of Heaven because of the failure of the robbery, and directly chose to abandon the army and flee when he only lost 100 people, ran thousands of miles, and lived in seclusion in the mountains and old forests for 50 years, becoming a famous escape general in history.

Looking at the unstoppable and arrogant appearance of the person on the horse, Wang Feng had an impulse to tell this person not to act rashly and mislead state affairs.

But what is his identity?

It is strange that a low-level grasshopper with no power and no power goes to talk about something that is illusory and has not yet happened, and others don't think they are crazy.

Besides, if a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, if he is strong and insists on going his own way, it will definitely be unpredictable.

He was finally reborn, and he must firmly grasp his fate in his own hands, rather than leaving it to others.

Wang Feng's expression was blank, his eyes were confused, and he looked straight at Yao Pingzhong's horse team, and his mind was blank.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a huge cheer in the distance, followed by Zhai Er, touched him, and said loudly: "Erlang, look, the old breed is here!"

Wang Feng was shocked in his heart, only to see that the people beside the official road all stood up, cheered together, and shouted loudly in unison the words "old breed Xianggong" and "seed less protection", and many people knelt down on the side of the road, kowtowing frequently, and they were not afraid that the muddy water on the ground would stain their clothes.

This situation has increased Wang Feng's expectations. Like the people around him, he also stretched his neck, wanting to witness the demeanor of this famous historical general.