On the same day, the Song army's dinner was eaten in the camp tent of the Shu army, Situ Jianghua's handsome tent had been occupied by Ling Kun, and the handsome flag with the word "Situ" written on it was also trampled under his feet and torn to pieces.

Situ Jianghua stood a hundred steps away with a blue face, and behind him were his 300,000 soldiers. He gritted his teeth and gurgled loudly, and the figure of Master Ling Tianxia laughing faintly appeared in his mind, as if he was laughing at him.

Han Tianlei, the general of the Shu Hussars, leaned into Situ Jianghua's ear and whispered: "Dashuai, what should I do?" Do you want to report ......? ”

"No, Ben Shuai has his own way." Situ Jianghua interrupted.

Han Tianlei asked suspiciously, "What is the big handsome going to do?" ”

"Withdraw."

"Withdraw?" Han Tianlei exclaimed: "Just withdraw like this, how can you explain to the Lord?" ”

"This is my business, pass on my general's order, our army will withdraw from Shu Road overnight." Situ Jianghua said toughly.

"Okay, I'll do it." Han Tianlei had no choice but to obey the order.

Ling Kun ate and drank to his heart's content, Meimei slept a lot, and was woken up by Zhao Mingyue, who broke in at dawn the next day.

"Ling Kun, the Shu army has retreated." Zhao Mingyue exclaimed excitedly.

"Withdrawn?" Ling Kun got up in a daze, and couldn't react for a while.

"It's really retreating, you can get up and take a look." Zhao Mingyue hurriedly pulled him up, but she pulled up Ling Kun's naked upper body, and she was so ashamed that she pressed him back again: "Why don't you sleep with your clothes on?" ”

Ling Kun said with a smile: "My master didn't say that he wouldn't let me be naked. Sleep. ”

"Oh, I won't tell you that." Zhao Mingyue turned around and went out and shouted, "Steward Han, go and wait for Ling Kun to get up." ”

Han Jiangxue quickly came over and freshened up and changed clothes for Ling Kun.

Out of the tent, all the soldiers have gathered, and they are talking about the empty Shu Road in front of them.

"Just quit?" Ling Kun was also a little puzzled.

When everyone saw Ling Kun coming, they saluted and said hello, and Zhao Mingyue answered: "It's really retreated, Tanmalai reported, on the three hundred miles of Shu Road, there is not a single figure left." ”

"This is not like Situ Jianghua's style, what does he want to do?"

"It doesn't matter what he does, they take the initiative to back down the natural risk, which saves us a lot of things, as for what he wants to do later, we will find another countermeasure

。 Zhao Mingyue said.

"The princess is right, otherwise you will have to use all your strength to fight these three hundred miles of natural danger." All the generals nodded in agreement.

"Okay, tell the brothers to have a good breakfast, and prepare to go down the mountain and attack Chengdu." Ling Kun commanded.

Zhao Mingyue glanced at him and said, "What kind of breakfast, everyone has eaten for an hour, and you are the only one in the whole army who has not eaten." ”

"That's right." Ling Kun touched his nose in embarrassment and sneered, "How embarrassing is this, why don't you call me?" ”

Hao Wenkai interjected on the side: "Palace, what I said I wanted to call was the princess who said to let you sleep a little longer." ”

Zhao Mingyue was ashamed, her face turned red suddenly, and she said angrily: "Hao Wenkai, you shut up for me." ”

"Oh, I'll have someone clean up the bed crossbow." Hao Wenkai grimaced and slipped away.

The Shu army retreated, and the Song army was very excited, but Wang Yingjue was a little disappointed, he didn't expect the unstoppable Shu army to be so useless, and it didn't last a day and fled. Originally, I wanted to see Ling Kun's jokes, but now it has become appreciating Ling Kun's merits.

Also, if he knew that Shu was such a paper tiger, it was better for him to attack before Ling Kun came, in that case, the credit for quelling the rebellion against Shu would be his Wang Yingjue.

People are not as good as heaven, and he Ling Kun is also a paper tiger, but his luck is too good. But good luck will always run out one day, wait, there will be a day when my Wang Yingjue turns over.

The officers and men of the three armies, who had already assembled properly, waited for another half an hour, just because their commander had not yet eaten breakfast.

In the handsome tent, Zhao Mingyue complained that Ling Kun had missed the march, and at the same time handed him steamed buns and rice porridge. Han Jiangxue and Shi Jian stood aside, but they lost their livelihood.

Ling Kun said with some apprehension: "Mingyue, I still won't eat it, the army is waiting." ”

"Nonsense, how can you do without eating, just eat quickly." Zhao Mingyue objected.

Ling Kun looked at the beauties serving beside him, and then looked at the army outside that was ready to go, and sighed: "Hey, why do I think I'm like a traitor who eats, drinks and has fun, misleads the country and the king." ”

Zhao Mingyue glanced at him and said: "It's true to eat, drink and have fun, fortunately, I haven't mistaken the country and the king, and I can't be considered a traitor." ”

"It's good if not." Ling Kun breathed a sigh of relief, sped up his breakfast, and opened the team.

For the march,

Three hundred miles is very long, and it is a Shu road that is "difficult to go to the blue sky". However, because there was no Shu army blocking the way, two days later, the Song army walked the Shu Road and entered the basin of Yima Pingchuan.

After walking the Shu Road, for the Song army, even if it entered Sichuan, the most difficult link to enter Sichuan to quell the rebellion was won in this way. The whole army was very excited, but they always felt that things were going too smoothly and that it was not normal.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Sure enough, the moth appeared immediately. The withdrawal of the Shu army was only to withdraw from Shu Road, not to flee in the wilderness, they were waiting for the Song army on the plain.

At this moment, more than 200,000 Shu troops gathered on the vast Chengdu Plain, with two steps between the soldiers, just like the formation of radio gymnastics in the school in later generations, densely blocking the way of the Song army.

Ling Kun grabbed the horse's head and looked forward, and sighed: "I'll go, this dog cub is waiting here, what does he want to do?" ”

Zhao Mingyue frowned and said: "I don't know, but they don't guard the danger, and they must have a strange plan to retreat here." ”

"Qi he's a big-headed ghost, he has his cinnabar mole, I have my Zhao Mingyue, just fight." Ling Kun said with his sleeves rolled.

Zhao Mingyue sneered and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about, it should be that he has his Zhang Liang plan, and I have my ladder over the wall." ”

"Oh, yes, yes, it's pretty much the same." Ling Kun said vaguely: "Hao Wenkai, prepare the bed crossbow, and shoot him a few arrows to explore the truth first." ”

"Yes, don't worry, don't worry, I promise to give him a good look." Hao Wenkai was originally a behind-the-scenes worker in the manufacture of armor and weapons, but since Ling Kun became the palace marshal, a cannon for a while, a bed crossbow for a while, he was carried to the front of the stage and out of the limelight.

Situ Jianghua jumped out of front of the battle, followed by a team of people, holding a high flag, embroidered with the word "Situ" of Douda, which was very majestic.

"Well, the stupid boy surnamed Ling, you are a shrunken turtle, you don't dare to fight in front of the battle, what kind of face do you have, take advantage of the shame to die." Situ Jianghua began to scold.

Ling Kun sneered, so as not to be fooled by him.

"Silly boy, don't you want to avenge your father, the person who killed him is Lao Tzu, you come to take revenge, you cowardly coward, disgrace Ling Tianxia."

The more Situ Jianghua scolded, the more ruthless he became, the more Ling Kun listened, the more unbearable he became, his face was pale, his eyes showed murderous aura, and he beat his horse and walked forward.

The clay man still has three points of blood, not to mention that I, Ling Kun, am not a clay man.