The situation in the big tent changed abruptly, and several guards hesitated a little, and then took down Zhang Shuye and his personal soldiers.

Wang Hao said sharply: "Uncle Zhang didn't listen to the order at night, went out to fight without authorization, lost his troops and lost his generals, disrupted the overall plan of the commander, and caused the success of this dispatch to fall short.

If it weren't for the death battle between the commander and the generals, the party would be in decline, and the evil monks would be killed, and the whole army would be destroyed.

The first offender, Zhang Shuye, was taken down, and the court was asked to behead him, and the other accomplices were executed on the spot. ”

Several Huzhou generals who had just returned from a bloody bath and made meritorious contributions were still boasting about their great victory outside the camp and in Paoze, and took out the Tubo head on their waists to show off.

These box soldiers have always been looked down upon by the forbidden army, and now, under the leadership of Zhang Zhifu, the Tubo people who lost their armor and abandoned the forbidden army were defeated in two battles.

Under the eyebrows, everyone is excited, this is the role of a famous general, winning can improve morale and the combat effectiveness of the army more than any mobilization.

The victory of the box soldiers is really long-faced, like a child who is not favored, and suddenly becomes a blockbuster.

These generals don't look like children at the moment, their faces are full of pride and excitement.

Soon, a few Song soldiers with unkind faces approached and took them down one by one.

On this post-war road, the bright steel knife was raised, and thirteen heads fell to the ground in an instant.

The dark clouds piled up on the winter night in the southwest, the bitter wind blew the bitter cold, and the north wind howled high above, as if mocking the tiny humans on the ground, attacking and killing each other for fun.

In the calm Nu River, countless corpses were dropped, including thirteen headless corpses, which looked particularly desolate.

Uncle Zhang didn't die, it's not that Wang Hao didn't want to kill, he was born as a Jinshi, even the emperor couldn't kill him easily.

Wang Hao secretly ordered to escort the soldiers and let them take special "care" of Uncle Zhang.

Because Zhang Shuye and his van soldiers, after turning defeat into victory, the army on the southern front, without the pursuers, still fled to Yangyi Baa City at a very fast speed, under the urging of Wang Hao.

At this point, as early as the night when Duan Miaozhen presented the picture, Yang Lin had already planned a two-way attack, lightly taking Tubo's plan, and completely declared bankruptcy.

Wang Hao himself didn't care about this, did he go too far? From the perspective of future generations, this guy is a generation of traitors.

If you look at the history of the Song Dynasty... This is the fucking routine operation of the Great Song Dynasty civil officials, and it's really not a big deal.

It's not uncommon to see even more bastard things, and there are even those who win the battle and sign the alliance under the city.

In Bianliang City, I don't know anything about this, and in the incense pavilion of Zhaodefang, red candles are burning.

The warm current in the room of the earth dragon baked, Yang Lin's mind was open, and he looked very relaxed, with a smile on his face.

Su Xianglian, who was waiting for him to wash his feet with his head down, wiped the thin sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, and said coquettishly: "Sister, you see that the master is snickering again, he must have thought of a bad intention to rectify you, you have to be careful in a while." ”

Su Ningxiang's face flushed, and she chirped: "Shameless little hooves, chewing the root of your tongue." ”

Su Xianglian touched Yang Lin's big feet, and said coquettishly: "Master, look at it, sister, she bullied me again." ”

Yang Lin put his feet out of the wooden basin, the sisters immediately knelt down and held their heads high, and after wiping them dry, a little maid stepped forward and walked, Yang Lin hugged them one by one and smiled: "It's too late for me to hurt you, how can I be willing to bully you." Tomorrow, let Yun Niang take you to the house, each of you will cut a pair of clothes, receive two months' money, and buy a set of jewelry. ”

The sisters of the Su family were overjoyed, especially the little goblin Su Xianglian, who put her arms around Yang Lin's neck and asked in a greasy voice: "What makes the master so happy?" ”

"Haha, I've been planning since last year, and I'm finally done. is about to open up almost twice the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, and anyone in this world can do without me, but without me Yang Lin. You say, right? ”

The two women said in unison, "Yes." ”

Yang Linzhi was complacent, and one of them slapped him, and said: "Yes, what do the two foxes know, go and make the bed and incense, hahaha." ”

The two sisters glanced at him, swung their thin waists and went to make the bed, and the corners of Yang Lin's mouth smiled again.

This kind of pleasure that has been planned for a long time and is in control is actually the joy of men.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and a maid held a lantern and said through the door: "Da Lang, Lu Yuhou asked to see outside, saying that he had something important to see." ”

After Su Ningxiang heard this, she took a big coat, walked over and tied a belt for him, and put it on.

Yang Lin frowned, and said to himself: "What's the matter, can't you finish the Shangyuan Festival, this guy doesn't know what a Spring Festival is." ”

Having said that, Yang Lin still walked out of the yard, the two maids opened the way in front, and the sky was covered with goose feather-like snow.

In the study, Lu Qian's face was gloomy, and when he saw him come in, after hugging his fists, he was unexpectedly speechless for a while.

Yang Lin immediately sensed that something was wrong, and said in a condensed voice: "What's the matter?" ”

The Song army on the southern front was first brought out by Yang Lin from Bianjing, from the south of the Yangtze River to the west of Dali, and the commander was either Yang Lin himself, or Song Jiang and Wang Chaoli.

In the past few years, the Song army on the southern front has been all over Yang Lin's eyes, and the scouts are almost all Banzai battalion men.

What Wang Hao did was just relying on his status as a special advance in the dynasty, wanting to take the credit, find a scapegoat, and return to Bianliang as soon as possible to enjoy happiness.

He didn't take it seriously, how could the prefect and a dozen generals be put in the eyes of the dynasty.

So what he did was not fine, and many people knew it clearly, including the spies of the Banzai camp.

Quickly entered Bianliang, and after Lu Qian learned the truth of the matter, he immediately came to Zhaodefang.

After all, I still have to talk about it, as soon as Yang Lin asked, Lu Qian told the story as it was.

After a short silence, Yang Lin exhaled and said in a low voice: "Uncle Zhang, immediately send someone to take Uncle Zhang Ye first and save his life." ”

"This time and one return, I'm afraid it won't take a month at the earliest..."

Yang Lin held Lu Qian's shoulders with both hands and said word by word: "Use the most manpower to deliver the news and hurry overnight." Keep changing, don't stop, make the last effort. Zhang Shuye was born as a jinshi, and Wang Hao dared to harm the generals, and did not dare to risk the world's disapproval and kill the jinshi. ”

Zhang Shuye has been imprisoned, how can Lu Qian not know the pickling methods of those jailers to rectify people, if Wang Hao is interested, unless Zhang Shuye is copper-skinned and iron-clad, it is simply impossible to survive for a month.

However, he still clenched his fists heavily, and then turned away, not daring to delay for a moment.

Looking at Lu Qian, who went out in a hurry, he didn't even have time to close the door, and a trace of cold air poured into Yang Lin's neck, which made him feel refreshed.

Tighten the placket of your clothes, slowly walk out of the study, there is a blizzard in the sky, snowflakes are falling, and the courtyard pavilions are everywhere.

Yang Lin walked to the outer courtyard, and in Yang Tianning's room, he kicked open the door.

Yang Tianning had just fallen asleep, and after seeing that it was Yang Lin, he shouted, "Father-in-law? ”

"Blanch a pot of warm wine and wait with me until dawn."