On the front line in Danzhou, Han Shizhong looked at the familiar opponent under the Great Wall, and his face sank like water.

The armor all over his body was wet by the spring rain, and the close-fitting linen clothes were extremely uncomfortable to stick to his body.

The military jacket was stained with water, and it was more than ten times heavier, which made people feel uncomfortable.

The muddy mountain road makes people get a fist of mud on their shoes every step they take.

Groups of soldiers, walking back and forth, cleaned up a messy battlefield.

The Tartars really did not concentrate their forces to attack Yunnei, and on their banner, it was the Black Dragon Banner, which showed that there was a royal family of the Jin Kingdom.

After a simple charge to no avail, the Jin soldiers chose to withdraw and set up camp in the distance.

Han Shizhong's eyesight is excellent, but on a rainy day, he can't see how many Jurchen soldiers and horses have come to the Great Wall.

"Han Shuai, the head of the Juyong Guanzong sent someone to come, saying that there are also Tartars knocking on the Juyong Pass!" A small soldier, pacing with difficulty, said loudly.

The surrounding soldiers all looked over, and they didn't know what the Tartars were playing, and they were completely different from the tactics that they used to like to divide their troops into two ways.

Han Shizhong was silent for a moment, then suddenly snorted coldly and said, "Shaozai is right, the Tartars will be in a stalemate for a long time. We are now in good supply of money and food, and these bird feathers and ashes want to be sent to death, so we will slowly cut the flesh and bleed, and I will wait for the day when the young master gives an order to kill the Great Wall. ”

He knew very well in his heart that the current Great Song Dynasty had many family foundations, and it seemed that such a protracted battle that did not hurt the muscles and bones would not cost as much as the previous New Year's coin.

What Han Shizhong is looking forward to even more in his heart is that one day, when the world changes, he will not be excluded by others.

Yang Shaozai pacified Fang La, and promoted Han Shizhong from a pawn to Xuan Shuai. This time, I have to get a privy deputy to be a deputy.

Last time Shaozai was in Tokyo, he bought me a house and took my father and mother to go, which clearly showed that he wanted to transfer me to the Privy Council. Thinking of this, Han Shizhong smiled unconsciously at the corner of his mouth, and the soldiers around him were relieved when they saw that he was not only speaking arrogantly, but also having such a relaxed attitude.

On the battlefield, the coach's style will greatly affect the mentality of the soldiers below.

The so-called soldier bears a bear, and the bears will be a nest of bears is this reason.

In front of the pier in Incheon Province, a brig slowly approached in anticipation along the coast.

The moment they got off the deck, everyone surrounded them and brought the Song people to the shore.

The arrest of the head of the family, Yang Ziqian, made the entire Incheon Yang clan fearful, no matter whether they supported Yang Ziqian or not, they had to rescue him first at this time.

Goryeo is a gate valve system, and the battle between these gate valves is also very cruel.

If something happens to Yang Ziqian, the other gate lords will inevitably take the opportunity to completely carve up Incheon and all the forces of their family.

Disembarking was a team of Song Army Naval Divisions, led by Ruan Xiaoqi, the commander-in-chief of the Chenghai Division, who was stationed in this sea area all year round and dealt with the Koreans.

After going ashore, they came to the city with the people, and in a spacious wooden hut, they knelt on the ground.

Ruan Xiaoqi followed the customs, knelt on a futon, and said straight to the point: "Someone in the Goryeo court wants to harm the Marquis of Shaocheng, you all know it, right?" ”

All the Goryeo officials of the Incheon department nodded, and Ruan Xiaoqi said with a smile: "But you don't have to be afraid, our Yue King of the Great Song Dynasty, Shaozai Yang Lin, has arrived in Kaijing, and immediately proposed a public trial, which will be observed by Yang Shaozai." ”

This is already public pressure, even if the civil and military forces in the court dare not give face to the lord, they do not dare to openly argue with the Great Song Dynasty.

Ruan Xiaoqi continued: "How to rescue Shao Chenghou is already a matter for Yang Shaozai, and it is estimated that nothing will go wrong." What we have to do is what happens after we get people out..."

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Kaijing, outside the lobby of the Goryeo Criminal Department, there is a post in three steps and a post in five steps.

Hundreds of guards dressed in crimson brocade robes, with swords hanging from their waists and tiger scalp boots, stood majestically on both sides.

Behind them, the princes of Goryeo dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, this was already a blatant grabbing of positions.

How could there be a foreign envoy who was so anti-guest-oriented, but he did not dare to stand up against it.

Now that Goryeo is in a mess, there is no way to unite at all, otherwise Yang Lin would not be so arrogant.

After all, Goryeo still has the national strength, and it can take the nine cities in the northeast in the mouth of the Jurchens, and its strength is much stronger than that of their descendants.

However, these nine cities have now been beaten back by the Jurchens, and Rao is like this, which shows that they are not like the Joseon Dynasty in later generations, and they have no combat effectiveness.

Yang Lin and a group of Goryeo officials walked into the lobby humbly with each other, Yang Lin was very knowledgeable, found a side seat and sat down, not aggressive at all, different from the guards outside.

But as long as he went there, everyone couldn't help but glance at him every once in a while.

The presiding judge is the inner servant only waiting for Jin Cang, the inner servant recording An Fu Scale, and the same Privy Council member Zhi Lu Yan jury.

Soon, several officials of the Goryeo Criminal Department, Yang Ziqian, who was handcuffed hand and foot, came to the court.

He quickly spotted Yang Lin sitting on the side, but his eyes didn't stop for a moment, and it seemed that he just caught a glimpse inadvertently.

"Li Ziqian! Don't kneel yet! Jin Cang shouted and scolded.

The person in front of him was angry with the lord of Goryeo, and the miasma of the scourge of this official country was about to be torn apart, and everyone didn't want to see him.

Yang Ziqian stiffened his neck, smiled contemptuously, and said: "I am the Marquis of Shaocheng, and I am the same as you in terms of rank, so why do you want to bow down." ”

"You are angry with the lord of the country, you are heinous, you dare to mention the title lightly, don't you have a little shame?"

Yang Lin listened to his tragic voice, but there was no wave, because he couldn't understand what this guy was saying at all.

Yang Ziqian raised his hands with the shackles in the city, and swept his hair lightly, revealing a serious and dignified face.

After he showed his face, he spoke in Chinese, which couldn't help but make Yang Lin sit up straight.

"Your Majesty is lying on the dragon couch, sick and lingering, and he still does not forget to summon me into the palace to discuss the matter of convening the people and declaring war on the Jurchens with the Great Song Dynasty. At this time, Yin Qian was a dog thief, jumped up and accused His Majesty, and added fists and kicks to the official in front of the dragon couch, causing His Majesty to die and return to heaven. Are you afraid of Yin Qiang's soldiers and horses, aiding in abuse, and framing Zhongliang, are you not afraid that the spirit of the previous king in heaven wants the life of your dogs? Speaking of this, his voice already carried a hint of crying: "When the first king was here, he often held my hand, saying that there are traitors in Goryeo, and only Aiqing is worthy of entrustment." The words are still in my ears, but I can't keep our first king, first king, in the hands of Yin Qiang's dog thief! ”

Yang Ziqian revealed his true feelings, tears spilled on the spot, and the officials in the hall all scolded, if it weren't for the fact that many people were there that night, they would have really believed it...

None of the Goryeo nobles could not speak Chinese, but on this occasion, Yang Ziqian openly used Chinese, which was clearly reminding the officials present to pay attention to the attitude of the Great Song Dynasty.

Yang Lin couldn't help but applaud and exclaimed: "Marquis Shaocheng is really loyal to the monarchy, so that this king can't help but cry after listening to it." ”

"The Lu of the Eater, it should be like this, Yang Ziqian deserves such praise from His Royal Highness King Yue." Yang Ziqian smiled freely, hugged his fists and said, these shackles are on his hands, they are really like decorations.

Yang Lin keenly discovered this, and secretly said in his heart, no wonder Lu Wang said that his kung fu was not low last time.

The Goryeo officials in the lobby all looked at each other, Yang Lin, what are you moved by? Yang Ziqian, what are you brazenly humbling?

Yang Lin seemed to be a little embarrassed at this time, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Alas, this king shouldn't intervene, it's the king's fault, you can continue to judge." ”