Ding Daquan's emotions when he saw Wang Kui for the second time must have been broken and sad.

He reluctantly brought the gold medal in the second round, and the diametrically opposite content made him very embarrassed, and he even had the idea of dropping the gold medal and going straight back to Beijing.

But he had to brace his face, face Wang Kui with a smile on his face, hand over the gold medal, and ask Wang Kui to send troops to contain the Mongolian army in the east.

Wang Kui made a shocked expression, touched his beard for a while, stroked his forehead for a while, sighed for a long time, shook his head like a bell in the wind, and complained vigorously, saying that a while ago, the imperial court asked me to strictly defend it, and I removed all the fortresses outside the Jianmen Pass, and now I don't know anything about the situation outside, and it is easy to fall into the trap if I rush to send troops, and I need time to spy on intelligence.

Sending troops is not a trivial matter, the army and soldiers must be in order, and they need money, silver, and time.

Besides, because of the relationship between the grain and the grain road, it was very unpleasant to have a quarrel with the Dali army in Guanzhong, and people were blocked at the door of the house, so if you want to go out, you have to say hello to others, and now others are not willing to take care of me, and it will take time to repair the relationship.

Ding Daquan listened patiently for half an hour, and basically understood: It is impossible to send troops immediately, and it is not possible for the court to not produce some money.

He was stunned and held the gold medal to his chest, but Wang Kui was stunned and didn't look at it.

I'm probably the saddest gold medalist in history. Ding Daquan thought.

"Lord Ding is tired, these things can't be done in a day, it's better to have a reception banquet first, rest for a few days, and when there is no shortage of bodies, we will discuss it in detail." Wang Kui said thoughtfully, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of concern.

"But......" Ding Daquan was about to cry, and when Qin was sent to this role, he felt that he was the first person in ancient and modern times.

But he didn't dare to be angry, and he couldn't be angry, Sichuan is now an independent kingdom, Wang Kui doesn't even pay much attention to the gold medal, who can do anything to him? Will the Privy Council dare to transfer him away? I'm afraid that before the order is issued, Sichuan will be reversed.

Just like a few days ago, Ding Daquan was beaten here, so what? Wang Kui bluffed for a few days and came to the conclusion that "the barbarian moved, and the suspect fled without a trace", and he didn't even symbolically take a person to blame, and sent a doctor to send some herbs to finish the matter.

Those herbs didn't dare to use them, for fear that they would be mixed with something they didn't know.

As soon as he thought of this, Ding Daquan felt sad.

As soon as he thought of this, Changsun Hong smiled slightly.

The vast grassland, the wind blows the white clouds, the miles are endless, and the emerald green grass mat seems to continue to the horizon, connecting with the blue sky on the horizon, as if heaven and earth are one. On the horse, the horse is reined, incomparably happy, and a free and easy state of mind arises spontaneously.

This is the Yunnei Prefecture of the original Liao State, and it is also one of the famous Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun, after the Liao State was driven to the Western Regions by the Jin people, this is the rear occupied by the Jurchens.

A little to the south, across the Great Wall, is Datong.

After the death of Jin, Yunnei Prefecture was possessed by the local Han Haoqiang Di Shun, when the Mongols destroyed Jin, Di Shun was attached to Mongolia very early, becoming one of the ten thousand households in the Han land, and made a lot of efforts for the Great Mongolia.

The terrain here is flat, the territory is vast, there are many small tribes distributed on the grassland, and there are some cities in between, Di Shun collects taxes and pays grain here, and becomes the overlord of the soil, of course, he also has the strength to be the overlord of the soil, such as the tens of thousands of iron horsemen under his command, which is the reliance on which he can be the Han land of Mongolia.

Changsun Hong came here, of course, it was not a very smooth thing.

He has already had a fight with Di Shun, who refuses to surrender.

After pacifying and surrendering Zhang Rou, Changsun Hong took Dali and the Song army to the north, went out of the Great Wall from Datong, bypassed Shi Tianze's defense area, and directly followed the bricks of the Great Wall and marched in the direction of Zhending.

His target is a few Han households further north, and the first one is Di Shun.

"Jia Rudao can really think of it." Changsun Hong had two pieces of information in his hand, one from Hanzhong, which was sent by Wang Kui, and the other from Lin'an, which was sent by Hu Buxian, the secretary of the imperial city.

Relying on the perfect dark ghost system and the huge and convenient intelligence transmission network of the Imperial City Division, although the eldest grandson Hongyuan is in the desert grassland, he can still receive and send all kinds of information and instructions very quickly, and will not delay for a moment.

He smiled, first looked at Ding Daquan's opposite gold medals, and then looked at Hu Buxian's analysis of this matter, and shook his head.

"Ghost King, what are we going to do?" Na Tuozhi next to him asked, he had just heard this information from Changsun Hong.

"Cool off for a while." Changsun Hong handed the paper to the praise painting on the side, and replied: "Wait for Song Ting to be beaten, and then pay attention to it." ”

His gaze was fixed into the distance, and after looking for a while, he slowly withdrew and looked at the group of cavalrymen holding torches.

At this moment, he was followed by about 5,000 leather cavalry, and the black leather armor was painted with white lacquer with various patterns of fierce beasts, which was a unique emblem of the Shimen Fan cavalry.

There were about two hundred of them, and they were miles away, each carrying a torch.

It's strange to hold a torch in broad daylight.

The eldest grandson kicked the horse's belly, and the mount began to slowly turn around and move backwards.

"Our focus is now on the north, only by subduing the inside and outside of the Great Wall, will we have the capital to go south in the future, otherwise, even if we get the south, we will not be able to hold it." The eldest grandson Hong said in a breeze, his tone as indifferent as the wind passing on the grassland.

"However, if you burn grass, a lot of people will die." Liu Quan, the commander of the cavalry battalion, also followed, his face showed a little unbearable, as a cavalry general, he knew very well the power of the grassland fire, once it burned, it was not something that the arsonist could control.

Especially in a season like this, a fire can sweep through everything within a radius of hundreds of miles.

"The thunderbolt means to show the bodhisattva's heart." Changsun Hong's face did not change, and he was still so calm: "Our cavalry is too small, and a few thousand people are not at all a grade compared to Di Shun's tens of thousands of cavalry. Only a fire attack can make up for the shortcomings of our troops. ”

When Liu Cheng heard this, his face was ashamed, and he bowed his head and said ashamedly: "Ghost King, the last general is incompetent, after these days, he has trained so many cavalry, I am really sorry for the Ghost King who has worked so hard to get back so many horses." ”

"It's not your fault." Changsun Hong smiled, turned his head and comforted him: "It takes time for cavalry to grow and precipitate, how can it be so easy to train?" It's not a cub. ”

Everyone was amused by him, and there was a lot of laughter, Liu Cheng also raised his head, followed by an embarrassing smirk, only to hear the eldest Sun Hong say again: "During this time, the east wind is rising, light a fire here, the fire can burn all the way to Yunnei Zhou City, such a big fire, presumably Di Shun has no choice, if he escapes slowly, he will die in the city." ”

Everyone's laughter slowly stopped, and everyone automatically made up for the scene of the fire fighting the city, and they all got goosebumps.

"There will be a lot of deaths, but there is no way, who called Di Shun so stubborn?" The eldest grandson reprimanded, and the horse under his crotch began to accelerate, but his voice could still be poured into everyone's ears: "If you don't use me, you will be killed by me!" To deal with people like Di Shun, it is not possible to use some iron-blooded means, one Di Shun will not die, and there will be countless Di Shun in the future. ”

Everyone rode horses to follow, all thoughtful, although they felt that this fire would at least kill tens of thousands of people on this land, which was a little cruel, but it could not be avoided, otherwise all the ten thousand households in the Han land were local wealthy families, all of them supported the army and respected themselves, and no one could serve them if they did not kill chickens and monkeys.

Huairou is of course good, but iron will be more effective.

Liu Cheng rolled his eyes, rode his horse to catch up, and said like a treasure: "My lord, we can completely create a momentum and push this fire on the Mongols, let's say that they saw that the army of adults was here, and they couldn't resist it, and set fire to us, but unexpectedly, the gods sheltered, and the wind direction changed abruptly, and the fire burned to the east, so that not only can we push it clean, but also beat a rake!" ”

He said proudly: "The Mongols have all run away, how to say it is all our mouth, I can't help others not believe it, adults think this is good?" ”

Changsun Hong glanced back at him and nodded approvingly.