The 70,000 troops on the left side of the dignified Jin Kingdom were defeated at this moment.

Wanyan Zonghan is powerless, even the elite of the elite like Tiefutu has been defeated, not to mention the other tens of thousands of horses, you must know that although the so-called Jin State Left Route Army is numerous, most of them are surrendered troops from all over the world, including those from Qianliao, Goryeo, Dang, and even the Song people who have not been surrendered for a long time.

Such a ragtag army didn't have the heart to work hard, not to mention that the Tiefutu with the roots was defeated, so why didn't they run?

The 10,000 horses killed in Taiyuan City were led by Xin Chou, and 10,000 were killed from the east, but it was Han Shizhong who was stationed in Fenzhou.

The sound of killing shook the sky, and the two groups of people chased the Jin people with nearly 70,000 troops to kill, but they were so helpless that they had no power to fight back.

Xu Zizhen stopped, his expression gradually darkened, and he sat on the back of the horse and quietly looked at the brothers who died around him.

Yes, these are all brothers, except for the brothers of the Shenji Battalion, which is the brother of the Shuanggun Village, none of the Taiyuan soldiers.

Oh Ye and Su San silently accompanied on both sides, Liu Feng followed Yan Zhao and others to surround him, Dong Hanshu was covered in blood, his eyes were red, and his shoulder was also injured, but he didn't seem to feel anything, he pushed away Dong Furong's support, struggled to get off the horse, fell to the ground violently, and roared: "Ah! ”

Xu Zizhen sighed secretly and said to Daye: "Please go back to the city with all the brothers, and don't drop a finger." ”

Da Ye nodded heavily, flew on his horse and went back to the city to call someone, Xu Zizhen raised his eyes and looked at Wanyan Zonghan, who had disappeared, and laughed miserably: "See, this is the legendary Jin State army, Lao Tzu's eight hundred brothers can drive them like dogs, if half of the masters of the Great Song Dynasty are ...... Even if it's half like our brothers, what turtle grandson in this world dares to come to our idea? ”

Everyone was silent, Xu Zizhen's words were understood by everyone present, but they also understood that the Great Song Dynasty did not have no masters, but that there were no masters in the court, and the courage of the man alone was not enough to change the status quo.

After a long time, Xu Zizhen let out a long breath: "Go back." ”

Liu Feng couldn't help but ask, "Big brother, what if the Jin Army returns?" ”

Xu Zizhen shook his head: "I don't dare to come back if I don't drink it, even if I come back, I can't take Taiyuan, I will vouch for it." ”

Everyone wondered where Xu Zizhen had the confidence to say such a thing, he said so when he first came to Taiyuan, and he still says so, of course, the result of today's battle is here, although the death of the brothers is tragic, but after all, he only won this battle at a very small price.

Xin Chou and Han Shizhong's two groups of people have chased out for an unknown distance, and Xu Zizhen doesn't bother to pay attention to it, their role is to force the sticky to withdraw more, and they don't plan to take the opportunity to kill many of his people.

As soon as I returned to the city, I saw that the city gate was wide open, and Zhao Huan and Zhang Xiaochun led a group of Taiyuan officials to greet in the city neatly, everyone's faces were full of excitement and admiration, Xu Zizhen really won, really won at such a small price.

Xu Zizhen smiled reluctantly, he didn't want to say anything now, he was too tired, not physically tired, but mentally tired, the brothers had sacrificed so much, and Bu Fen's life and death were unknown.

He secretly laughed to himself, he had worked so hard to do so many things, and his brothers had died so much, if this Great Song Dynasty could really change because of his own efforts, but in the end, he still followed the trajectory of history......

Xu Zizhen didn't dare to think anymore, when he used all his passion and efforts to change something but couldn't get the result he wanted, he really didn't know if he would collapse in an instant.

There is an extra figure beside Zhao Huan, the cloud temples are peerless, but it is Zhao Yan who has not been seen for several days, she has a different expression from the others, she can't see any excitement and surprise, and some are just a deep worry in her eyes.

Somehow, every time Xu Zizhen was extremely depressed, as long as he saw Zhao Yan, his body and mind would instantly relax, as if he was seeing a relative when he was lonely.

He also understood Zhao Last's eyes, this was worrying about him, and with so many people present, it was obvious that only Zhao Yan could see that Xu Zizhen had something on his mind, not physical exhaustion.

Xu Zizhen packed up his thoughts, after all, Zhao Huan was still waiting at the door, he was about to get off the horse, but Zhao Huan waved his hand to stop it, and said loudly: "All the secretaries are heroes who protect the city, and today they are not afraid of false courtesy, and they ride into the city!" After speaking, he actually took a long look.

The prince actually saluted! Everyone was shocked.

Xu Zizhen was also stunned, he thought that Zhao Huan would be so frightened that he hid in the house and thought about how to talk to Jin He, but he didn't expect that today he unexpectedly showed a trace of blood that the old Zhao family had not seen for many years.

Zhang Xiaochun knelt on one knee with a handful of robes, and said in a trembling voice: "Heroes, please accept the next bow!" ”

Everyone was even more in an uproar, the dignified Taiyuan prefect actually claimed to be under and knelt down, what a big scene must be this?

But the matter is not over yet, as the prince knelt down with the prefect, the officials behind him and the soldiers up and down the city gate also knelt down, and the people of Taiyuan in the distance knelt in a large area.

Xu Zizhen was better, Yan Zhao and the others felt flattered, and even the faces of the horse thieves showed excitement, not to mention the heroes of Dong Hanshu's two-gun village, I am afraid that at this time, let them go back to the Jin army to fight, they are also full of strength.

Everyone just rode on horses and swaggered into the city, and when they passed by Zhao Huan, Zhang Xiaochun and other officials, everyone put one hand into a fist on their chests and gave a military salute, looking solemn, even if none of them were soldiers in the Great Song Dynasty.

After passing the urn city and entering the inner city, the black pressure in front of me was full of people, it was the people of Taiyuan, there were men and women, old and young, and even the old people who were carried on the couch in the last years of the wind and candles, there were women with big bellies who were about to give birth, and there were toddlers who were dumb and dumb children.

Everyone's face was full of excitement, with tears in their eyes, the god of war Xu Zizhen led more than 800 people to meet the 70,000 army of the Jin people, and finally really drove the Jin people away, and every detail of this has been passed on to the ears of the people of Taiyuan by word of mouth of the defenders hidden in the city.

"Hero! Hero! ”

I don't know who got up, and the voices became louder and louder, and in the end, the people who could see it were all chanting this title.

At this moment, Xu Zizhen suddenly felt that even if the old Zhao family was really beaten into the Southern Song Dynasty in the end, he Xu Zizhen would die in an unknown corner, and this life would be worth it.

Lao Tzu is dead in the Great Song Dynasty!