The sky is pure in this era, the white clouds are gentle and gentle, standing on the ground and looking at the sky, you can see the eagle falcon swimming in the sky, free, a little black on the blue background.

If the eagle flies in the right position, right above the area of Jinzhou in Ankang Province, then looking at the ground from the eagle's point of view, it will be an undulating verdant greenery, hugging a striking silver ribbon. Qinling Mountains and Daba Mountain are like two powerful arms, firmly entrapping the Hanshui River that flows through this land, and the narrow Hanshui River Valley is stubbornly existing in this gap between two walls.

This river valley is not a good place to go, the high hills are one after the other, the high and low are rugged, there is very little flat land suitable for cultivation between the stone mountains, some similar to the ravine-covered terrain on the Loess Plateau, the only difference is that there are many more trees here. Between the top of the mountain and the top of the mountain is not wide across the ravine, people stand on the top of the mountain and look at each other from afar, roar and smell each other, but to meet, but it takes a long time to walk, this is the saying that the mountain runs dead horses.

Although the terrain is not very good, and the land is barren, there are still merits here. This benefit is the mighty Han water.

Water is the source of life, the construction of cities, business transportation, are inseparable from the water source and waterway, compared with the soles of the foot board and time-consuming and laborious land transportation, the convenience of the waterway is too prominent.

The upper reaches of the Han River is the gateway of Bashu Hanzhong, and the lower reaches, there are countless large and small towns, and the river water has been flowing into the Yangtze River, that is to say, from the distant land of fireworks in the south of the Yangtze River to take a boat to the north, go against the current, and in the season when the river is abundant, you can easily sit in Hanzhong of Xingyuan Mansion.

Therefore, in this long valley area of 700 miles from east to west, because of the Han River, there are also large and small cities and population settlements, although these black spots on the map are much worse than the big cities in the south, but in this poor mountain and bad water ravine, it is also extremely rare.

And Golden State is the largest of these black dots on the map.

Jinzhou is an earthen city, the city wall is very low, probably a tall person standing in the wall pad foot probe can see the outside, the wall is not very strong, the loess is rammed, many places are exposed holes, and many places outside the larger dock fort is not as good.

The castle is also mostly low-shacks, with mud walls and stone foundations, and more thatching than tiles on the roof, and buildings above two stories are almost invisible.

Most of the shops on the street are ordinary grocery sales, there are no flowers in the south of the Yangtze River, there is no image of Tianfu in Sichuan, and compared with the Han land in the north of the Qinling Mountains, it is even inferior.

But even this does not prevent Golden State from becoming the largest city in An Kang Province, because the rest of the river valley is even worse than it.

Standing at the head of Jinzhou City, looking at the Han River rushing all the way a few miles outside the city, there is a strange feeling, the mountains and rocks are strong, and the power of a thousand jun can not be chiseled, and the invisible river can silently break through a channel between the mountains.

"Back then, the martial immortals of the Jin Kingdom fought with Meng Heng here, and fled to Zezhou after the defeat." Changsun Hong touched the earthen wall at the head of the city, and said softly, the setting sun shone on his body, and the iron leaf chain mail was as yellow as a layer of gold, making him look extraordinary: "Now things are wrong, which is embarrassing." ”

Wanyan Chengji stood beside him, his face a little stiff.

He opened his mouth, trying to echo a sentence or two, but he couldn't think of what to say, and in the end he only said "uh-huh" twice.

Kowloon Angde looked at him from the other side of Changsun Hong, his hand never leaving the hilt of the knife at his waist.

"Lord Wanyan's father has also worked with Martial Immortals before, so he must have had a lot of intersections." Changsun Hong turned his head and looked at Wan Yan Chenghei with a smile on his face: "The Great Song Dynasty destroyed the Jin Kingdom, you think I'm probably a little unpleasant, right?" ”

That's too blunt.

Although Wanyan Chengsi is a military general, he is a scholar of literature and ink, his face is not thick enough, and some literati are exquisite, and he likes to speak through a veil, and he is hazy and euphemistic.

And the eldest grandson Hong didn't give him a tact, and directly ripped off the fig leaf and bare shoulders.

So Wanyan Chengji didn't take precautions, opened his mouth again, and didn't answer for half a sound.

"This ...... Your Excellency is serious. The back of his hand was twisted twice behind his back, and Yan Chenghei said bluntly: "I don't mean that, the adult is here to talk to me on behalf of Dali, and it has nothing to do with the Great Song Dynasty, how can I look at the adult unpleasantly." ”

"Yes, I thought the same way, that's why I came here as the prince of Dali." Changsun Hong nodded: "You don't have to worry, if you descend to the Song Dynasty, I will not descend the Song Dynasty, and the things you give you are all transported by me from Dali, and you don't owe the Great Song Dynasty." ”

He reached into his arms and pulled out a small seal ribbon, made of bronze with a delicate dragon carved on it.

"This is your official seal, from today onwards, you are the thirty-seventh department of Dali, the station is here, Ankang Mansion will be renamed the Xinyi Army in the future, with Jincheng as the office, you are the first Xinyi Army Festival Envoy, and you have the right to control the military, government and civil affairs in the jurisdiction, but I will send a transfer envoy to come over, set up an office here, responsible for the financial and tax aspects, your local personnel arrangements, to seek his opinion, and report to me after the two are unified."

The eldest grandson Hong handed the seal to Wanyan Chenghei, and said seriously: "You think clearly, if you take it, once you betray and regret it in the future, then between you and me, there is only no death!" ”

Wanyan Chengji opened his mouth for the third time and didn't say anything immediately.

But this time was a little different from the previous two times, and he wanted to burst into foul language this time.

Grandma, the soldiers you brought, all of them are powerful, the armor of that body, I'm afraid it weighs dozens of pounds, the knives are taller than my body, and the blades are so bright that they can split mountains and stones, and they are waiting in a formation below, and now you ask me if I can take it?

You wrote that you would send someone to talk to me about the details of the surrender, but you didn't say how many people would come. According to common sense, you should send a second envoy over, everyone is civilized, sit down and put two cups of tea, you say a word, I will say a word, negotiate the conditions, and then pick a day, kill chickens, slaughter cows, burn yellow paper, kneel in front of the gods and Buddhas and swear to perform the ceremony, I will be considered obedient to your eldest grandson Hong.

But you didn't follow the rules, you sneaked over at night and brought thousands of people over, and in the morning before dawn you sent someone to report that you had arrived, and before I got up, your army followed the convoy of escort supplies to rush in, what does this mean?

You're asking me now if I can pick it up?

Do I have a choice?

Wanyan Chenghei swallowed his saliva, stretched out his hand to take the copper seal, bent down and bowed his head, took a step back and replied respectfully: "The last general is willing to follow the prince, and he will never betray, if he disobeys, he will suffer from ten thousand arrows piercing his heart!" ”

Changsun Hong looked at him and nodded with satisfaction: "This is excellent, you see, how good this is." ”

"But don't worry, if you submit to me, you won't suffer, and I will help you avenge your family's revenge. As I wrote in my letter, you will re-practice the glory that your fathers enjoyed, and you will feel for them what your fathers did not feel! ”

Squinting his eyes, as if he was a little dazzling by the setting sun, Changsun Hong paused, and added: "You understand what I mean." ”

Wanyan Chengsi raised his head, because of the relationship of taking a step back, he stood in the shadow of Changsun Hong's body at this moment, the sun shone from the back of Changsun Hong, the light was shining, scattered all around, there was a layer of hazy light, sacred and brilliant, at that moment Wanyan Chengsi vaguely had the illusion of seeing the Son of Heaven.

He rubbed his eyes, thought for a while, lowered his head again, and said respectfully: "The last general understands, the last general is here to thank the prince first!" ”

The eldest grandson Hong waved his hand, turned his body around, and re-faced the vast mountains and water outside the city, the river was rushing, the white waves were surging, the trees were shady, and the plank road that stretched out into the distance along the river was looming among the trees.

"Don't thank you yet, when this battle is over, you carry the head of the Mongols, and then thank me!"

……

Under the same sunshine, in the distance of Hanshui, which was beyond the reach of Changsun Hong's eyesight, more than ten miles outside Junzhou City, Fan Yongji was scolding loudly.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" He was angry at a group of men, constantly pointing at the team grinding along the road: "Let everyone hurry up!" The news of our abandonment of the city will not be locked for long, and it will soon fall into the ears of the Mongols and the Song people, no matter who it is, it will be over if they catch up with us! ”

The men listened in amazement, and then scattered as birds and beasts, and rushed into the ranks on the road to discipline the others in the tone and words that Fan Yongji had just lectured them.

Fan snorted and got back on his five-flowered horse, and reined in the reins, and the horse spun around with a snort, and he saw the scribe who had come running from the front.

The scribe rode on his horse and made a gesture from a distance, a strange gesture of three fingers upward, and a circle of thumb and forefinger, which had never been seen before.

The scribe had told him that it was a gesture for the Dark Ghost system, meaning that things were going well, and that it was a code word.

No matter how strange this gesture was, Fan Yongji saw it and calmed his heart.

This means that in the distant river valley, the people who answer are ready, and Fan Yongji's army can enter at any time.

(End of chapter)