"Yes, it's me!" Zhao Chen looked at Yan Zongwang and said with a smile.

He is in a good mood now, Wanyan Zongwang is one of the two marshals of the Jurchens who invaded the Central Plains, and the other is Wanyan Zonghan, over the years, Wanyan Zonghan has been fighting for power and profit in the icy north, and Wanyan Zongwang is presiding over the overall situation of the Central Plains. It was this person who led the 200,000 Jurchen army to occupy the Central Plains and captured Zhao Chen's relatives and parents to the north. This person is the sworn enemy of the Great Song Dynasty, and now that he has caught this person, he can't be in a bad mood.

"I'm going to kill you!" Wanyan Zongwang yelled.

He tried to pounce on Zhao Chen with all his might, but he was anesthetized and had little strength in his body. His body jumped to his feet, and a moment later he fell to the ground again.

The surrounding Song Jun was laughing.

"You damned Han Chinese, it's just a fluke that you defeated us this time! We still have hundreds of thousands of troops in the north, and sooner or later we will kill them and enslave you again! Wanyan Zongwang said angrily.

"Fluke? The population of our Han people is 100 times that of yours, our economy is 100 times that of yours, and our technology and culture are also 100 times that of yours! Our Han people can last for thousands of years without falling, and they are becoming more and more prosperous, naturally there are reasons for us! The strength and indomitability of our nation is beyond your imagination! You Jurchen barbarians have invaded us, not only will they not destroy us, but they will make us reborn and make us stronger! There are indeed some troops in your north, but sooner or later, I will lead a large army north and wipe out all of your Jurchens, leaving not a single one behind! Zhao Chen said coldly.

"You're delusional! You Han people are cowardly and incompetent, and you are by no means our opponents! Wanyan Zongwang yelled.

"I'll let you know if it's delusional! I will not kill you today, but you will see that day in the future. Zhao Chen sneered.

Wanyan Zongwang looked at Zhao Chen angrily, if his eyes could kill, he was afraid that Zhao Chen would have already died. However, Zhao Chen turned a blind eye to his angry eyes. He didn't know how many hardships he had gone through, how many enemies he had faced, and what was the point of this mere angry look?

"I am the prince of the Jurchens, and I will never live in the world like this! I'm not going to let you Han people see my jokes! After a while, Wanyan Zongwang said loudly.

He opened his mouth and bit down on his tongue.

He actually bit his tongue and killed himself!

However, at this moment, a powerful hand suddenly grabbed his chin, and with a sudden force, Wanyan Zongwang's jaw was immediately dislocated, and Wanyan Zongwang let out a miserable scream.

"Your Majesty, he actually wanted to kill himself! Thankfully, the grass people are here! Liu Ze raised his head and said with a smile.

"Excellent! Can't let him kill himself! He has harmed tens of millions of people in our Han and let him die now, that would be too cheap for him! After the Central Plains is completely recovered, I will bring him to the various cities of my Great Song Dynasty, and let him accept the scolding and insults of my Han people! Even now, he's useful! When he finished dealing with Yan Lou's room, he still needed him. Zhao Chen nodded.

"Not bad! He should be punished like this! Your Majesty, I think all the Jurchens should be allowed to accept such a punishment! Liu Zedao.

"In the future, we will not kill all of the Jurchens. We want to build a road connecting the whole country, and the Jurchens and Tanguts can come in handy. Zhao Chen said lightly.

For the Jurchens and the Tanguts, he had no mercy! In the era of cold weapons, such mercy is useless, it will only make people think that you are weak and deceitful! The Jurchens and Tanguts robbed the territory of the Han people and slaughtered the people of the Han people, their crimes are unforgivable! Of course, not every Jurchen and Tangut will suffer such treatment! For the real Jurchens and Western Xia commoners, if they were willing to accept the rule of the Great Song Dynasty, as if they could integrate into the Great Song Dynasty, wear the clothes and crowns of the Han people, use the Han language and language, and give up all intentions of resistance, it was impossible for Zhao Chen to treat them in a cold-blooded way.

Wanyan Zongwang was lying on the ground at the moment, his eyes were full of anxiety, anger, and despair, it was impossible for him to commit suicide now, he could predict the tragic fate he was about to face.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Chen, Wu Jue and others came to the other side of the Tuhe River.

The sound of the mountain and tsunami sounded again in the Jingyuan army!

Countless soldiers were extremely excited, and Zhao Chen had already come to the soldiers.

"Are you tired now?" Zhao Chen saw that a soldier's face and body were covered with dirty marks made of soil and blood, his lips were chapped, his body seemed to be unable to stand up straight, and he looked extremely tired.

"Your Majesty, we are not tired! Now we can still kill enemies! The soldier said.

"Half a day's rest! Half a day later, we will immediately go west and prepare to deal with Yan Lou's room! After destroying the Jurchen soldiers and horses led by Yan Lou, the Jurchens in the Central Plains will completely disappear, and we can be regarded as recovering the Central Plains! This battle will go down in history! Zhao Chen patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Your Majesty, we can't let Wanyan Lou Room escape, we have to go to Zhongshan Mansion and Zhending Mansion now! This is a battle that will go down in history, and we all have to participate! If Wanyan Lou escaped with the Jurchen army, we would definitely leave regrets! So, there is no need to rest now, we can rush to Zhongshan Mansion now and fight the Jurchens again! The soldier was extremely tired, but he was still excited.

"You came here on a rapid march from the Daimyo's Mansion, and there was almost no rest on the way, and last night there was another night of fighting, and your body could no longer withstand it, so you must rest now! If not, by the time you arrive at Zhongshan Mansion, you won't have much combat power, and you may still be defeated by the Jurchens. Zhao Chen said.

"No, each of us has the determination to dedicate ourselves to the Great Song Dynasty, each of us is not afraid of death, we will go forward and succeed, the Jurchens are not our opponents!" The soldier said stubbornly.

"Listen to me, let's rest for half a day! Wanyan Lou Room will not escape! I will let Li Yanxian and Zhang Xian lead the cavalry to Zhongshan Mansion first, blocking the way for Yan Lou's room to escape! I'm with you, and I'm going to attack Texas City and Hejian Mansion first! There are still 20,000 puppet troops in Dezhou City, and there are 10,000 Jurchens in Hejian Prefecture, and your Jingyuan Army and the Yangtze River Water Army are together, with a total strength of 150,000, and there is no problem in conquering these two cities. Zhao Chen said with a smile.

"It's nature! How can a city guarded by only 10,000 or 20,000 people be able to stop our army of more than 100,000? The soldier laughed.

Zhao Chen kept walking among the soldiers, and everywhere he went, the soldiers were excited.

There were still quite a few corpses on the ground, including the corpses of the Jurchens, but there were also the corpses of the Song army.

At this moment, the Jingyuan army is so tired that they don't even have the strength to clean up the corpses, only after a short rest, they will put away the corpses of their comrades, and in the future, they will bring them to their hometowns, and they will completely burn the corpses of the Jurchens.

Although the sun had risen, the ground was full of dew, blood, and wet, but the soldiers lay on such ground to rest.

"For the rebirth of this country and this nation, countless people threw their heads and shed their blood, just like in that era in later generations! This country and nation that has been reborn in the flames of war and disasters will never follow the old path of the past, and I will lead this country and nation to a new path, so that this country and nation will always be prosperous and prosperous, and be the first race in the world! Zhao Chen said secretly.

He will lead this nation to a new road, and there will inevitably be countless difficulties and obstacles along the way, but Zhao Chen swore that he would trample all the difficulties and dangers under his feet, and any difficulties and dangers would be difficult to stop his pace, and it would be difficult to stop the progress of this nation!

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On the 23rd day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar, in the ancient north, the weather was already unusually cold.

Zhongshan Mansion, one of the three famous northern towns of the Great Song Dynasty, stands on the plain, and the city is grand and strong! The three northern towns were built by the Northern Song Dynasty court to resist the Khitans, and the strength can be imagined!

The sun has risen, but today there are clouds in the sky, and the north wind is blowing, and Zhongshan Mansion actually has a feeling of early winter.

Wanyan Lou Room stood on top of the city wall of Zhongshan Mansion wearing armor, the armor on his body was also cold, and the expression on Wan Yan Lou Room's face was also cold.

He looked at the clouds in the sky, and he always had a bad feeling in his heart.

There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and I saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old Jurchen boy running towards here.

He came behind Wan Yan Lou's room, bent down and saluted, and said, "Master! ”

"Jing'er, I asked you to practice martial arts in the barracks, why are you here?" Wan Yan Lou said.

"Master, I have learned all the martial arts you taught me! Several commanders in the barracks were defeated by me! The Jurchen boy said.

This Jurchen boy is very handsome, but unfortunately, his head is bare, and he has an ugly money braid behind his head, which completely affects his image.

"Oh? In the afternoon, I'll teach you three more knife moves! The martial arts I taught you are all what I have learned on the battlefield, and I don't know how many Khitans and Han people have been killed in every knife move, this is the real battlefield knife technique to kill the enemy, you have to learn it carefully! Wan Yan Lou said.

"Jing'er knows." The young man in the back nodded.

"I hope that in the future, like your father, you will conquer all directions and lay a land as vast as heaven for my Jurchens!" Wan Yan Lou said with a smile.

"Jing'er understands! Jing'er will surpass Daddy in the future! The boy said.

"Among my Jurchen teenagers, there are not many people as good as you! At present, it seems that there are faint signs of the rise of the Han people, if we are finally defeated, we have to retreat to the north, and at that time, the future will depend on you! Wan Yan Lou sighed.

"We can't be defeated by the Han Chinese! We are the most noble Jurchen people of the Dajin Kingdom, and all the Han people will be trampled under our feet and will accept our enslavement! The property of the Han people belongs to us, the women of the Han people belong to us, and everything of the Han people belongs to us! The boy said confidently.

"Very well, it's good that you have such an idea!" Wan Yan Lou Room praised.

"Master, my father went to Texas, Qizhou and other places, and now it's time to come back, right?" Juvenile Road.

"Maybe a few more days! There are also tens of thousands of Song troops there, and the strength of the Song army has indeed increased over the years, although it is with your father's strength, it is not possible to annihilate them all in a moment and a half. Wan Yan Lou said.

It turned out that the young man in front of him was Wanyan Jing, the second son of Wanyan Zongwang.

This son was born smart, young and studious, so Wanyan Zongwang asked him to learn martial arts and the art of war with Wanyan Lou, and he also attached great importance to this son!

Wanyan Lou Room and Wan Yan Jing are talking non-stop here, Wan Yan Lou Room always feels preoccupied, Wan Yan Jing is carefree, always fantasizing about being able to invade the territory of the Han people.

The sky was getting overcast, and the sun was disappearing.

After another while, a strong wind blew, and it began to rain violently in the sky.

The raindrops were heavy, urgent and dense, Wan Yan Lou hurriedly took Wan Yan Jing down, they hid in a room under the city wall, and at this time, several Jurchens hurried towards here.

"General, there is a military situation!" A Jurchen shouted loudly.

"Military intelligence? What military intelligence? Wan Yan Lou was shocked and immediately asked.

These Jurchens had already run into the house at this moment, and several of them fell to their knees.

"General Qiyu, the Han people have appeared outside Jingcheng County!" A Jurchen humane.

"What?" Wan Yan Lou was taken aback.

"They seem to be those Han people from Hedong! There are a lot of them! The Jurchen soldier said.

"It's an army led by Qu Duan! It's not good, it's really dangerous! Wan Yan Lou said suddenly.

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Practice for a day, and come back at seven o'clock. Exam tomorrow. There was only one chapter left in the evening.