Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Huan's forehead, he stood up and said sharply: "Everyone, how is this good?"

Liu Tao said: "Your Majesty, for the sake of today's plan, only Your Majesty will personally go to the city to appease the soldiers and remove their worries, otherwise there is no other way, please think twice!"

Zhao Huan's heart was already confused, he walked out from behind the case, and said again and again: "What Liu Qing said is extremely true. Arrange immediately, I will personally go to the city to appease the soldiers. General Wang, you personally arranged for the soldiers to escort me to the city, I want to clarify the rumors, and don't chill the hearts of the soldiers. ”

Liu Tao and the others bowed together: "Your Majesty Shengming!"

Wang Song relieved his heart. Zhao Huan went to the city to comfort the soldiers and appease the soldiers, it seems that at this critical moment of national disaster, everyone knows which is more important.

The Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty personally ascended the city, and the effect was naturally extraordinary, and the soldiers on the city wall were all in good spirits. Everywhere the emperor did, everyone stood in solemnity, completely ignoring the cold of the winter city.

Seeing that although there were braziers at the head of the city, the soldiers were still red noses and faces, and their faces and hands were covered with chilblains, Zhao Huan couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, and said loudly: "Soldiers, on behalf of the people of Bianliang City, thank you very much!"

A soldier knelt on the ground with a "plop", wept bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, I heard that you are going to negotiate peace with the Jurchens and cede the north of the Yellow River to the Jurchens." Please, villain, don't! The villain was born in Hedong, born as a person of the Great Song Dynasty, and died as a ghost of the Great Song Dynasty, Your Majesty will let me wait to die on this city wall! I don't want to be a person who has lost my country! ”

Dozens of other soldiers also knelt on the ground at once, shouting together: "Your Majesty, please, don't cede the land to the Jurchens!"

Wang Song shouted angrily: "What are you going to do, don't hurry up!" In front of Your Majesty, don't talk nonsense! His Majesty received the Jurchen envoys and did not say that he would cede the north of the Yellow River to the Jurchens. Come on, pull these guys down, and each of them will hit 50 military sticks!"

When the sergeants came up, Zhao Huan stopped everyone and said loudly: "Soldiers, don't believe the rumors, this is all a conspiracy of the Jurchens." I swore to the soldiers that I would never give up a single grass or tree in the Great Song Dynasty, let alone the land north of the Yellow River. ”

Wang Song shouted angrily: "Your Majesty has promised you, but if you don't get up, do something on your knees!" One by one is really daring, look at how this official cleans you up!"

And all the people were overjoyed, and knelt on the wall, and the mountain shouted long live, and stood up together. Seeing that the military heart was available, Zhao Huan was relieved.

Everyone stood on the north city wall and looked out, only to see that the golden camp was densely packed and stretched for dozens of miles. The Jurchen cavalry galloped back and forth outside the city, as if monitoring the defense of the Song soldiers, and some of the Jurchen knights even approached the city wall, shouting wildly, which was really arrogant.

Seeing Zhao Huan's ugly face, Wang Song shouted to both sides and shouted angrily: "Where is the sergeant?"

More than a dozen Song soldiers stepped forward in response, and Wang Song pointed to the Jurchen knights outside the city and said: "Which of you has the best archery skills, shoot down these golden thieves, let them know that my Great Song is powerful, and this official will be rewarded!"

"Here comes the villain!"

A rough man stepped forward, his armor covered in blood, and he stepped forward and stood in front of a bed crossbow. After loading the spear, he adjusted the bed crossbow, aimed at the Jurchen soldiers under the city, and smashed the trigger of the bed crossbow with a hammer.

The bed crossbow rattled, and the spear shot out, with a whistling sound, and went straight to the Jurchen knight in front of the city.

The big man didn't pause, came to the bed crossbow next to him, took a slight aim, and smashed the trigger with another hammer.

A spear shot into the chest of a Jurchen knight, knocking him into the air, throwing him to the ground, never to get up again.

Another spear pierced the shoulder of one of the Jurchen knights and pierced into the chest of one of the Jurchen knights behind, and the two of them threw themselves behind their horses without a sound for a long time.

The two spears that followed pierced the neck and stomach of a war horse that was just about to leave, and directly pinned the war horse to the ground. The war horse shook its front hooves weakly and screamed, and the Jurchen cavalry on the horse escaped by chance, rolled around the ground a few times, hurriedly picked up the helmet, put it on his head, and ran backwards.

The other Jurchen knights were all shocked, and they galloped away one after another, completely devoid of the arrogance just now.

"Good shot! These thieves!"

Liu Tao applauded loudly and slapped the city wall hard.

Zhao Huan's face eased, these Jurchen cavalry are so arrogant, they should be given some color.

"The archery skills are good, I shot down three Jurchen cavalry in one time, and I deserve to be the warrior of my Great Song Dynasty!"

Sun Fu also nodded.

The Song soldiers watching from the city wall were elated and let out earth-shattering cheers. Dahan's face was full of joy, and he was proud in his heart, but in front of the emperor, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

Wang Song shouted loudly: "The Great Song Dynasty is mighty, long live the saint!"

"The Great Song Dynasty is mighty, long live the saint!"

The soldiers at the head of the city shouted after him, and the mountains roared and the tsunami shook the earth, and even the Jurchen camp outside the city was also alarmed.

After all, Zhao Huan was only a young man in his twenties, and when he heard the sound of the mountain and tsunami of the soldiers at the head of the city, his heart was also full of enthusiasm, and he couldn't help himself.

The sound of the vast horn sounded from outside the city, countless Jurchen soldiers poured out from the military tent, all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun, quickly outside the northern city, arranged into several phalanxes, the cavalry in front, the infantry in the back, Jin Ge iron horse, swords and guns like a forest, flags flying, the cavalry array is violent, the power is suffocating.

Wang Song looked at Zhao Huan, and sure enough, the emperor's face became solemn, and with a trace of panic and nervousness, he obviously felt something in his heart.

More than a dozen war horses slowly stood out from the Jurchen battle array and stood in front of the Jurchen team. From a distance, these people are ugly and hideous, and the murderous aura revealed on their bodies makes people shudder.

"Emperor Song, we have sent an envoy to discuss with the Song Dynasty, how can you still shoot our warriors in the city today, aren't you afraid of retaliation?"

A man dressed as a scholar came out on horseback, pointed to the wall, and shouted.

Uncle Zhang whispered in Zhao Huan's ear: "Your Majesty, this person is a general of the Jurchens, called Gao Qingyi, who is the minister of the former Liao State, and later took refuge in the Jurchens, acting for the tiger, and is the most vicious."

Wang Song stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, let the ministers reply!"

Zhao Huan nodded slightly and said, "General Wang should deal with it carefully, don't deliberately provoke the other party."

Wang Song nodded, and said loudly under the city wall: "Gao Qingyi, you traitor, as an old minister of the Liao State, you should assist the Liao Emperor, be loyal to the country, and then die, where is the Liao Emperor now, it is in the prison of the Jurchens." You don't go to serve tea and water in front of Emperor Liao, cry bitterly, but help the Jurchens who humiliate him, saddle up and back the horse, and do your best, what do you want? You have no king, no father, no home and no country, you help the rebels, the sin is deep, heaven and earth do not tolerate it, you really don't know that there is shame in the world! If I were you, I would rather die than be embarrassed in front of these thousands of soldiers!"

The Song soldiers on the city wall erupted in cheers. Gao Qingyi's face was red, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't find the words to fight back, so he could only return to the front row behind a few Jurchens.

A man of about forty years, with an ugly face, small eyes, a big nose, and a mink collar in gold armor, will beat the horse and slowly come out. He pointed to the city wall with his horsewhip and said, "Emperor Song, your generals are so domineering, don't you want to negotiate peace?"

Zhao Huan stood up and said to Wanyan Zonghan below: "Marshal Sticky Han, peace talks are definitely wanted. It's just that the conditions you put forward are too harsh, and it's hard for me to agree, so let's give in to each other!"

Wanyan Zonghan said loudly: "Zhao family child, you really don't know what to do!" My Dajin Dynasty is looking for you to negotiate peace, because I can afford you, but you are here to push back and obstruct, it is really unreasonable. You are limited to go to our army at noon today to discuss peace, otherwise when our Jurchen army breaks through Bianliang City, there will be no chickens and dogs left!"

Zhao Huan was stunned for a while, speechless for a long time, the Song soldiers on the city wall were also silent, but the Jurchen soldiers under the city wall were brandishing swords and guns, and shouted like a tsunami.

"General Wang, this person is the left deputy marshal of the Jin Army, Wanyan Zonghan, and he is the most cruel and cunning."

Sun Fu's face was extremely ugly, and he whispered in Wang Song's ear.

"Wanyan Zonghan, you dog thief, you dare to insult my Great Song Emperor to your face! I, Wang Song, swear to cut off your dog's head!"

Wang Song was filled with righteous indignation, and the anger in his chest rolled out like waves.

"If not, let him come out and speak."

Wang Song was full of energy, and his voice spread far away, the golden soldiers outside the city, you look at me, I look at you, the cheers in his mouth are no longer there, and the movements in his hands have slowed down.

Whether Wanyan Zongwang is dead or alive, what is the situation, except for the senior generals in the army, no one knows. There were many messages in the army, and after saying that, Yan Zongwang was injured by the firearms of the Song army and was dying. Today, from the mouth of this Song general, I know that this matter may be true.

Wanyan Zonghan was annoyed and angry, and shouted loudly: "Wang Song, you villain, you use conspiracies and tricks to hurt people, you are not a hero, but a despicable villain!"

"Despicable villain! Despicable villain!"

The golden soldiers outside the city were clamoring loudly again.

Wang Song was furious, a frontal fight, but it became a conspiracy, despicable villain, Wanyan Zonghan's idea is exactly the same as the double standard of the later generations, it seems that the logic of the hooligan will always be the same.

"Wanyan dog thief, you said that General Ben is a despicable villain, do you dare to fight me face to face?"

Wang Song shouted loudly, and outside the city, the sergeants on both sides heard it clearly.

"If you don't have that dog guts, then together with Wanyan Lou Room and Wanyan Xiyin, this general is enough!"

Historically, the shame of Jingkang, Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Zongwang's combination of intimidation and deception, led to the collapse of the Northern Song Dynasty. This person went all the way south, burning, killing, plundering, doing all kinds of evil, and everywhere he went was a scorched earth, which can be said to be the culprit of the Song Dynasty.

The Song soldiers on the city wall waved their weapons and cheered loudly together. Niu Gao and the others shouted in unison outside the city: "Golden thief, do you dare to fight?"

Zhao Huan was shocked, and wanted to stop it, but it was too late, his heart was beating, and the cold sweat on his forehead was already trickling down.

The Jurchen knights under the city immediately made a noise, scolded loudly, and chattered endlessly.

Wanyan Zonghan's lips trembled with anger, and his small eyes were full of fierce light. Let him face off against Wang Song, he is confident that he does not have this ability.

"Saibawang", this nickname is not a wasted name, but a real battlefield battle.