In a daze, Zhao Xin began to dream. In the dream, he came to a place he had never been before.

A terrible battlefield!

There are countless corpses as far as the eye can see!

It is found in the mountains and valleys.

Everywhere there were fallen horses and burning chariots, and the smoke of gunpowder filled the entire sky.

In the center of the battlefield, a general in broken armor, holding a huge four-bladed iron sword, rushed to kill countless enemies.

He was covered in blood and full of feathered arrows.

But he still fought hard and bravely rushed to kill, which made Zhao Xin moved.

Vaguely, Zhao Xin heard the general's voice: "I am a general, I am defeated today, and I will repay the country with death!" ”

It's a pity that he is only one person after all.

No matter how brave you are, it won't help.

Finally, a spear stabbed him in the side, piercing his visor, piercing his throat and lifting him high.

Blood gushed out of his neck, forming a fountain of blood in midair.

The entire dream world has also changed because of this.

The sky was raining blood.

In the midst of this rain of blood, a carriage came from afar.

A literati, standing on the carriage, lupine nylon, but his face was blurred.

He drove through the chariot, the wheels running over the torn battle flags.

Eventually, the carriage stopped in front of a ruined temple on a hillside.

The literati got out of the carriage and walked straight to the temple.

Then, in the ruined temple, which had been destroyed by the war, he found a wall that was still intact.

So, he picked up the pen and ink, stood in front of the wall, overlooked the entire battlefield, and then picked up the pen and wrote poems on the wall.

Zhao Xin looked at him, painting one stroke at a time, writing poems word by word.

Suddenly, Zhao Xin only felt goosebumps all over his body, and boundless fear emerged from his heart.

He couldn't help but read the poem that the man had written on the remnant wall: "How could Xia Zhu ever shrug? Han Qi may not be surprised! The dragon and tiger in the river are still talking about military aircraft! ”

At this moment, the literati suddenly turned his head, and his vague demeanor in the dream was a little clearer at this moment, looking hideous and terrifying, making Zhao Xin breathe rapidly and his heart beat violently.

"Official!" The literati gritted his teeth and used a disgusting tone to mock lightly: "This thin gift is quite generous?!" ”

Zhao Xin trembled, and boundless fear emerged from his heart.

So, he woke up from his nightmare and gasped for air.

"Good Mizukawa!" He muttered to himself, "Good water river!! ”

He remembered, what was the dream?

It was the nightmare of his previous life, and it was also the nightmare of the Great Song Dynasty in his previous life - the defeat of Haoshuichuan!

But, why do you dream of good water rivers?

Zhao Xin suddenly froze.

At this time, a palace maid who had been taking care of Zhao Xin by the side probed in from outside the bead curtain, and when she saw Zhao Xin wake up, she looked frightened, and was suddenly startled: "Guogong, what's wrong with you?" ”

"It's fine!" Zhao Xin shook his head: "It's okay to be alone!" ”

He sat on the bed in a daze, wrapped in a quilt, his little eyes shining in the candlelight.

At this moment, in his mind, many of the reports, mansion reports, and customs reports about the Battle of Haoshuichuan that he had read in his previous life, as well as the memories and records of the relevant parties, slowly surfaced in his mind.

Although most of them have been vaguely remembered, I can only remember approximately.

But......

There is one thing, Zhao Xin will not be mistaken.

"In February, Xia Zhu, the Shaanxi Jingluo appeasement envoy Xia Zhu wrote: Yesterday, Han Qi and Yin Zhu went to Que to discuss with the ministers of the two prefectures to use offensive strategies, and from Jingyuan and Yanyan to discuss, and descended to the ...... of the month and the day of the division."

This was the prelude to the Battle of Komizukawa and the beginning of that disaster.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xin asked the palace maid: "What time is it today?" ”

"Back to the country, today is the fourth day of the new year!"

"The fourth year of junior high school?" Zhao Xin's eyes flickered, and he immediately ordered: "Send the envoy of the Xu Academy, and you want to ask!" ”

Not long after, Xu Xi, who had a pair of huge panda eyes, came to Zhao Xin and said, "Guogong can have a decline in virtue?" ”

"I want to ask Qing, what day is today?" Zhao Xin asked solemnly.

"Back to the Duke of the Kingdom, on the fourth day of the first month, Guiwei!" Xu Xi replied.

Zhao Xin listened, nodded, and was ecstatic in his heart.

"Guiwei...... ......

"I want to be happy this day!"

Guiwei is the thirtieth in the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, preceded by Renwu and Xinsi, and followed by Jiashen and Yiyou.

In other words......

"I have no time to stop that catastrophe!" Zhao Xin clenched his fists.

He was an emperor in his previous life, so he naturally knew very well what happened before and after the Battle of Haoshuichuan and the countless inside stories in it.

It is also very clear that today's Great Song Dynasty cannot seek a strategic decisive battle with the Yuan Hao rebels at all.

Because now there are no conditions for a strategic decisive battle with Yuan Hao!

Neither economically, nor militarily, nor in terms of orthodox conditions!

To put it simply, even if the Song army won the battle of Haoshuichuan, it would not be able to change the situation.

Because, the Liao people in the north are already ready to backstab at any time.

What's more, the temple of the Great Song Dynasty is simply nonsense, and it can even be called a change of the imperial order.

In this case, rashly taking the initiative to seek war is gambling on the fortunes of the country!

And it's the kind of gambling that doesn't have a bonus!

And Zhao Xin remembered very clearly that the Battle of Haoshuichuan broke out in February of the first year of Qinghui.

It is the thirty-sixth of the sexagenary branch, that is, six days later, and this day is the tenth day of the second lunar month.

The contact between the two armies of Song and Liao was on the Gengyin day of the next day, that is, on the 11th, on this day, the Yuanhao rebels encountered the main force of the Great Song Dynasty under the commander of Ren Fu in Zhangjiabao, south of Huaiyuan City, and the rebels feinted here to lure the enemy.

Ren Fuzhong planned to lead his troops to pursue, all the way to Haoshuichuan at the foot of Liupan Mountain, surrounded by Yuan Hao's main force.

This day is the day of the Lunar New Year, which is the 14th of February.

In other words, Zhao Xin still has time to stop all this!

As long as the Battle of Haoshuichuan did not happen, the more than 20,000 main forces of the Great Song Border Army were preserved.

Then, in the battle of Dingchuan Village, it is impossible for the Yuan Hao rebels to win.

In this way, the battle for independence of Western Xia would face all-round pressure on the military, economy, and orthodox governance.

At that time, perhaps, the Great Song Dynasty will be able to reap the benefits of the fisherman without spending a single soldier!

Only, how to stop it?

And how to convince the Great Song monarchs, including his father Zhao Zhen?

Pretending to be an ancestor?

This thought only flashed in Zhao Xin's heart.

Because, he knows very well that his ancestors are nuclear weapons, and they must not be used unless they are absolutely necessary.

Otherwise, if you use it too much, you will lose its mystery and deterrent significance.

"Then we have to seek outside help......

But, who can come to him at this time, charge for him, and stop all this?

Zhao Xin's mind flashed one name after another, and then he denied them one by one.

Lying on the bed, Zhao Xin's brows gradually furrowed.

"Do I want to sit back and watch the catastrophe happen, just like in my previous life?"

In his previous life, the Battle of Komizukawa began and ended without him knowing anything.

It wasn't until he came of age and began to wield power that he was told the consequences and lessons of that terrible battle.

If he sits idly by and ignores it again, Zhao Xin knows that he will never forgive himself.

So, he clenched his fists and swore in his heart: "I will stop Han Qi from sending troops at any cost!" ”

Even if you risk it in the name of your ancestors!