"His Royal Highness the King of Tang, Wang Shan and other generals are all under the control of the imperial court, these hundreds of thousands of troops are the army of the imperial court, this official seems to be here, it is the military camp that enters and exits the imperial court, but His Royal Highness the Tang King, although he is a vassal king, but you, the vassal king, I am afraid that it is more anti-king!" Zong Ze said coldly: "For the sake of the Han bloodline, for the sake of the Tang King coming to King Qin, Zong Ze did not arrest the Tang King, which is already a great grace, could it be that the Tang King really thinks that the old man is afraid of the Tang King?" "Zong Ze saw clearly at this time, if he left the camp at this time, I am afraid that these hundreds of thousands of troops will really not return to the imperial court, and if you say anything, you will have to compete with Li Jing.

"Have you received the decree?" After Li Jing heard this, the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a smile, and said: "The court is rotten, and the traitors in the court are in charge, look at Zhang Di and Tian Hu back then, they are your role models, you are from a reckless background, most of the people in the court are righteous men and gentlemen, and most of them are well-dressed beasts, do you think they can look up to you?" ”

"This, Your Majesty, the holy decree has not been received, but it has already been discussed." Wang Shan looked at Zong Ze's unsightly face, and hurriedly spoke, with a trace of dissatisfaction on his face. Li Jing's words, although they were very reasonable, but Wang Shan and others still did not dare to make a decision, and now the imperial court still occupies the righteousness.

"Since you have not received the holy decree, then anything can be discussed, in the face of the Jin man, do you think you are his opponent? Who among them can command the generals? Zong Ze? Or is it Yue Feigen or Tong Guan? Li Jing looked at Zong Ze with disdain and said.

Wang Shan and the others don't look good-looking, look at the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, there is really no one who can command these hundreds of thousands of troops, Tong Guan? Don't be kidding, the 340,000 army can't even defeat the Khitans, how to deal with the fierce and tough Jin people. As for Yue Fei, it is even more impossible, although the martial arts are high, the opportunity to command the army to fight is impossible.

"How is the way of the planter? The old general of the seed master Dao commanded the army to fight, and I think the generals are very relieved! Zong Ze said proudly. Seed Master Dao is the helmsman of the Kansai Jiangmen family, and in the eyes of everyone, he is naturally qualified to command these hundreds of thousands of troops.

"It's just a general of a defeated army, are you willing to give your lives to this general of the defeated army?" Li Jing said with a smile. In fact, the Seed Master Dao is still a little capable, otherwise, it would be impossible to continue the glory of the Seed Clan, but the enemy he faces is really strong, so it will cause a situation of repeated defeats.

"Li Jing, you are just talking about it, in the face of the golden people, do you have the ability to rush into battle?" Yue Fei's face was gloomy when he heard this, and he said, "The physiognomy is experienced, how can you say it?" If we had cavalry in our hands, how could the Jin people succeed? Will the great armies be defeated? ”

"A failure is a failure, don't look for all kinds of reasons." Li Jing raised the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand and said: "As for the battle between me and the Jin people, you will be able to see it soon, seven in and seven out, you really think you are Changshan Zhao Zilong." ”

"Your Majesty, this, it's better to go in and talk." Wang Shan's face suddenly showed a trace of embarrassment, Yue Fei's results were naturally good, but in this kind of large corps battle, the personal force will be much worse, and the emphasis is on cooperation. The battle of the large corps pays attention to command, and there is no doubt that the Song army failed in terms of command.

Li Jing nodded, and entered the camp with Wang Shan and the others, Zong Ze felt awkward, but when he thought of the hundreds of thousands of troops in front of him, he could only hold back the embarrassment and follow closely.

In the end, it is the righteous army, although because of the arrival of Zong Ze and others, Wang Shan also made people clean up, but Li Jing still wrinkled, although the camp was arranged in an orderly manner, but it still couldn't hide the recklessness in it, which was completely different from the regular army, and even Li Jing could see the old and weak in the camp.

"The weather is cold, and the soldiers have come from afar, hasn't the imperial court prepared some cold clothes?" Li Jing looked at those soldiers, only to see that most of these soldiers were wearing single clothes, shivering in the cold wind, how could such soldiers defeat the enemy? Although Li Jing's funds are tight, but it is not bad for the soldiers, in addition to the monthly salary, two single clothes in the summer and a cotton jacket in the winter, worn in the armor, which can not only keep warm, but also play a protective role, now seeing the righteous army like this, Li Jing is secretly angry in his heart.

"The imperial court is short of money and food, and even the use in the palace has been reduced." Zong Ze glanced at Li Jing coldly, and said, "Speaking of which, I have to thank King Tang, if it weren't for King Tang, the court would not be so nervous." At the very least, the soldiers can still have one or two more pieces of clothing on their bodies. ”

"Master Zong doesn't need to explain, what is the situation here, everyone knows that Zhumen wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road often happen, the imperial court has built Taoist temples on a large scale over the years, and I don't know how much food has been spent, and now there is no way to even satisfy the clothes worn by the soldiers, who believes it!" Li Jing retorted: "I've heard that some ministers in the DPRK and China are made of gold even the night pot, which is really a big deal, and this night pot can make hundreds of soldiers wear cotton armor." ”

Everyone looked strange when they heard this, Zong Ze's old face turned red, he really had no way to refute this matter, he couldn't do it himself, it didn't mean that others couldn't do this, Yang Jian, Liang Shicheng, Cai Jing and so on are all famous and rich.

"Oh, the court is so rich?" Yang Jin couldn't help but say loudly.

"The imperial court didn't know how much money it spent on the imperial court in order to buy Youzhou from you, the soldiers of the righteous army lacked clothes, and the real culprit was you Li Jing." Yue Fei said coldly.

"Immediately send someone to transport some clothes from the Luoyang Mansion Treasury and give them to the rebel brothers." Li Jing didn't refute when he heard this, and said to Li Fu beside him.

"The minister will send someone." Li Fu hurriedly said.

"The villain has thanked the king for his great kindness on behalf of the brothers in the army." Wang Shan and the others took a deep breath, these people were born recklessly, it doesn't mean that these people are fools, who is good to themselves and who is bad to themselves, everyone can see it clearly.

"Everyone has the only enemy, then the Jin people, as long as you can defeat the Jin people, what can some clothes count?" Li Jing was very happy in his heart, he got some weapons and armor from Zhao Song, plus some clothes from the Luoyang Mansion, at least in a short period of time, there will be no shortage of clothes, and it is a good choice to attract the hearts of the people at this time.

Zong Ze's face trembled, but he didn't know what to do. He is a general, but he can't call the shots, he can only watch Li Jing show grace to these rebels!

In the second round, Li Jing won completely!

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