After the rain, the sky is blue, the breeze blows the willows by the river, a few sparrows "chirp" in the sky, but the fields are overgrown with weeds, and bones and dilapidated huts can be seen from time to time.

A thin man in official uniform, about forty years old, with a purple robe and a jade belt, and a gold bag on his waist, was standing under the ancient willows by the crossing of the Yellow River, staring at the rushing river in a daze, and a large group of guards with guns and knives and armor scattered far away.

"Although the soldiers went, Emperor Daojun returned to the palace, the court was calm and happy, ignoring side matters, the siege of Taiyuan was in danger, and the Great Song Dynasty was in danger!"

The official brushed his beard in his hands, his brows furrowed, and he seemed to be preoccupied and full of sorrow.

Since serving as the right man of Shangshu, serving as the imperial envoy of the four walls of the capital, guarding the city of Tokyo, repelling the Wanyan Zongwang Department of the siege, and then facing the Daojun Emperor, urging him to return to Beijing, ups and downs, although he repeatedly resigned, he was finally demoted to Lianghe, and served as the Xuanfu envoy of Hedong and Hebei.

"Handan is unfavorable, Wu Anjun Bai Qi edict is done, out of Xianyang West Gate ten miles, to Du Post, Qin Zhaoxiang King is to make the messenger give the sword to cut himself, sad husband."

Li Gang's face was full of pathos, as if he was using the tragedy of Bai Qi to vent his dissatisfaction.

"If it weren't for traitors like Geng Nanzhong and Tang Ke, why would Li Xianggong be in trouble today?"

The guards guarding the ferry saw Li Gang frowning, muttering to himself, and couldn't help but whisper to his companions next to him.

"The official family asked Li Xianggong to patrol the border of the two rivers, which is not necessarily a bad thing. Those big turbans in the court, especially Geng Nanzhong, were jealous of their abilities, and it was also a blessing that Xianggong left the court and avoided the center of the whirlpool. ”

The companion nodded and said: "Fanzi has retreated, and the two countries are also in the process of peace, so Xianggong is so worried, he is too careful."

The guard's words reached the ears of the accompanying officials, who reprimanded softly: "The siege of Taiyuan has not been resolved, and the situation in the east of the river is very dangerous. The Jin people are unpredictable, greedy and insatiable, and when the autumn is high and the horses are fat, the Jurchen army will go south again, and at that time it will not only be difficult to protect the two rivers, but also whether they can keep the city of Tokyo, it is not known. You say, isn't Xianggong, the ambassador of the two rivers, a scapegoat?"

Under the rule of the Xuanfu Division, there were only 12,000 soldiers, most of whom were foot soldiers.

The armies that went to Taiyuan to relieve the siege were all ordered by the imperial court, and everything was specialized. I don't know, what is the use of Li Gang going to Lianghe to preach and fu?

In other words, Li Gang's proclamation of the two rivers was just a derogation of the imperial court.

The accompanying official stepped forward and said softly: "Xianggong, it's not early, we should go on the road."

Li Gang turned his head and said with a wry smile: "It's not early, I'm afraid it's too urgent for the imperial court, and I can't be allowed to stay for a while, I knew today, why bother in the first place!"

The territory of the ancestors should be defended to the death, and it should not be sized and people. The city of the world, how can it be like the capital, and where the temple and the society, the officials and the people are located, what do you want to do?

If he hadn't tried his best to dissuade the imperial court from moving the capital and disobeying the king, how would he end up where he is today?

The Jurchen army is overwhelming, with thousands of iron horses, how can the weak Song army resist? What is the effect of leaving the king in Tokyo City?

Three towns, the shield of the country, how to establish a country? But with the momentum of the golden people, the soldiers are strong and the horses are strong, what is the difference between cutting and not cutting?

Once the Jin people come to the city again, it will be difficult to hold the city of Tokyo, and if the Great Song Dynasty destroys the country because of this, he will be a sinner for the ages!

At this time, Li Gang couldn't help but regret it a little. Perhaps he forced the king to stay in the city of Tokyo, which was unsafe to defend, which was really a bad move.

It has been 170 years since Song Taizu started his business and kept it. The state affairs are difficult, the strong enemy invades internally, China is weak, and the battle in Hedong is in danger.

"How is the war going in Hedong now?"

Li Gang calmed down and asked the officials behind him.

"General Liu Tao Tun Liaozhou, Xie Qianxiang Gong garrisoned the Weisheng Army, all of them can be turned and asked for Zhang Sizheng Tun Fenzhou, Fan Qiongtun North and South Pass, Zhang Hao stationed in Wenshui, all from Taiyuan Wuyi, about three roads in parallel. The war is about to break out, and I believe it will be in these days. ”

During the Northern Song Dynasty, a post was 15 miles. The Northern Song Dynasty adopted foot delivery, which was a form of post post that was passed by walking relay. The "Long Compilation of the Continuation of Capital and Governance" recorded: "Fifteen miles to set up a shop, recruit 50 soldiers, raise 60 houses, and break 156 official money, benefiting the people, only succeeding."

The armies are five posts away from Taiyuan, that is, seventy or eighty miles, and I believe that a big war is also imminent.

"It is better to march in separate ways than to march all the way in a united army. With such a division of troops, it is difficult to be alone, and it is inevitable that they will be broken by the Jin people one by one. ”

Li Gang couldn't help but sigh gloomily: "The disadvantages of the imperial court's moderation, the division of troops and the advance, the battle of Taiyuan, I'm afraid it's dangerous!"

Although he didn't understand military affairs, Li Gang was still much stronger by Geng Nanzhong, Tang Ke, and Li Hui in the court. Seeing that the Jin people were unstoppable, the people were displaced, the walls were ruined everywhere, the strength of the Jurchen army, the weakness of the Song Dynasty official army, and the Wen Tian and Wu frolic of the ministers of the court and the central government, this situation was really worrying.

Seeing that Li Gang was excited, his face was pale, and the official stepped forward and said softly: "Xianggong, the news from Tokyo City, the righteous army controlled by Zhang Hao is killing the gold breakers in Xiongling, killing more than 1,000 thieves and cavalry......"

Li Gang couldn't help but be stunned, he had been out of Beijing for more than a month, and he couldn't imagine that such a thing had happened in Hedong.

"Is this serious?"

Li Gang's eyes widened and he looked at the officials next to him.

No wonder he was so out of shape. The armies of the imperial court have been fighting with the Jurchens for so long, and they have never heard such a shocking thing. Not to mention winning, it is already shocking to be able to withstand the opponent's attack, not to mention killing thousands of thieves.

"Whether this is true or not, it is not yet known."

The subordinate officer shook his head and said: "But they rescued the small race Xianggong, and the small race Xianggong also wrote a book, mentioning the merits of Zhang Hao's subordinate rebels, and it is indeed true."

Li Gang's spirits perked. He naturally knew about the withdrawal of the army in Xiongling, but he didn't expect that there would be such a change.

"How many soldiers does the loyal army have now, and are they now under Zhang Hao's account, or are they independent and self-contained?"

If he can let these rebels follow him, it will undoubtedly be a help, even if he can't kill the enemy, it doesn't hurt to be cannon fodder.

"I heard that the loyal and righteous army suffered heavy casualties in Killing Xiongling, and did not follow Zhang Hao's army, and now they are resting in the Taihang Mountains, and the number is about less than 1,000."

The words of the subordinate official made Li Gang lose interest immediately.

"There are less than 1,000 people, how can they stop 150,000 Jurchen Iron Riders!"

He let out a long sigh, and instantly became preoccupied again. The state affairs are so difficult, the military of Hedong is sluggish, and he has no soldiers and no power, how can he save the overall situation in Hedong?

How did Wang Song know that his name could be known by Li Gang, the envoy of the two rivers of the imperial court. Now he is in the iron mill on Hebei West Road and the eastern foot of Taihang Mountain, working hard.

On paper, I finally feel shallow, and I never know that I have to do it. Now, no matter how big or small, he has to go on the field in person and make decisions.

Inside the workshop, more than a dozen craftsmen are topless, "tinkling" to create things. Maybe in normal times, in broad daylight, they don't dare to create such standard weapons, but now that Fanzi is pressing, a large number of Song people are going south, and there is no one to care about these anymore.

Seeing Wang Song come in, everyone put down the work in their hands together, bent down and bowed: "I've seen a big official!"

Wang Song nodded and said, "Masters, are you all comfortable staying here?"

A craftsman smiled and said, "Great official, there is no better place than here!" The big officials give food and clothing, and they have to give more money, and the little people are grateful!"

Wang Song also smiled: "All the masters have good skills, and I would like to thank you all for fighting so many good knives and guns in the next place."

These craftsmen have lived on this land for generations, and they have been making a living from ironmaking for generations, and it can be said that they have become very skilled in iron-making.

The weapons that Wang Song asked them to fight were all ordinary knives and guns, so there was no difficulty. As for the wages, they received two taels more than they used to receive a full two taels of silver a month, which was more than enough to maintain the livelihood of the family, so they worked extremely hard to get things done.

"Big official, I heard that Fanzi is going south again, I don't know if it's true or not, how should we people avoid this catastrophe?"

"Big official, you say, will Fanzi call?"

"The villains are all dragged by their families, dozens of people in a family, how can they fight these golden people who are like wolves and tigers?"

The words of the craftsmen made Wang Song ponder for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "No matter how fierce Fanzi is, it is not three heads and six arms, if you cut it down with a knife, your head will still fall off, and people will still die!" Rest assured, I will take care of you in the future!"

"What's so scary about Fanzi!"

Dong Ping rolled his eyes and said loudly: "Our brother, who hasn't killed a few times!" You all rest assured, there are big officials here, and you will never leave everyone alone!"

Everyone dispersed happily, but Wang Song frowned. The Jurchen Iron Horse roams the world, what will happen in the future, whether the two rivers will fall, he has no idea at all.

Today's plan can only take one step at a time!

"Go, look at the new guns!"

Now he asked the craftsmen to concentrate on creating some spear heads, and there was no need for high-grade fine iron at all, just some low-grade miscellaneous iron.

Due to the lack of archers, Wang Song had no choice, so he decided to let the short gunners replace him, just like he went to kill Xiongling.

A good archer has to work hard for at least several years, and Wang Song doesn't have that time to wait, he only has a few months. Naturally, he thought of the sports of later generations, the shot put and the short gun.

The shot put is a grenade, and as for the short gun, everyone tried and tried, and the one-foot-five-inch wooden pole was just right for the spear head. Moreover, the short gun is cheap to build and easy to repair, and the average person can throw about seventy or eighty meters after a short period of practice.

Fortunately, he had already taught many people these movements before, and the size of the short gun was more suitable this time, so now it was just a matter of strengthening the training. When the short guns were loaded, Wang Song planned to have each person with four short guns so that they could be used on the battlefield.

When grenades, or even muskets, can be put into use on a large scale, the short gun can be withdrawn from the stage of history.

But now, everything has to be done step by step and from scratch.