Chapter 110: Thirty Thousand People Accompany the Funeral

The two armies fought, and the Song army gradually showed its tactical superiority.

A group of Song troops circled behind the Jin people and blocked the Jin reinforcements, while the other Song troops divided and surrounded the Jin people, and then eliminated them.

According to the guidance of this tactical thinking, the superiority of the Song army was fully manifested. After the Jin people were surrounded, they were either shot with crossbows or hacked to death by Pu Dao in the face of the Song army, who were armed with sophisticated weapons.

Yang Zaixing and Luo Yanqing are two killers, they have been holding back for a long time, this time they are really killing, the means are ferocious, almost fatal, and there are many souls under the gun.

Ji Qing, Niu Gao and others are also fighting bravely, the general takes the lead, and the small soldiers naturally fight with all their might.

On the other hand, the Jin people were miserable one by one, with countless deaths and injuries, and screams again and again.

A large number of Jin people were wiped out, and the blood stained the earth red, and also stained the waters of the Xiaoshang River.

The Jin people resisted stubbornly for a long time, and in the end, this 30,000-strong Jin army was completely annihilated!

Yue Fei, who was following behind Ming Jian, finally breathed a sigh of relief, Ming Jian fought all the way, killing more than 100 enemies, and that ruthlessness also made Yue Fei even more admired.

Yue Fei secretly thought in his heart: The official family is so heroic, it is really a blessing for the society, it seems that this rumor is true, with the Son of Heaven leading, why worry about the injustice of the Jinren?

Ming Jian ordered to go down and clean up the battlefield, although the Jin people are enemies, but since they are dead, they must also be buried in the ground.

These tens of thousands of gold people can be regarded as accompanying Zhao Chen's funeral.

"Official, the Jin army has been annihilated, and our army has suffered 8,000 casualties, please show the official, whether to continue to march to Bozhou?"

After cleaning up the battlefield, Ji Qing came to report.

The camp of the Jin people is in Bozhou, and firmly controls the land of Huainan and Qilu, Wanyan Zongwang's entire strategic plan is to use Qilu and Huainan to clamp down on the Great Song Dynasty and cooperate with the three towns in the north.

Ming Jian secretly thought that today's soldiers and horses were not enough to confront the Jin people in an all-round way, and he couldn't be rash, if the battle line was opened, this point of soldiers and horses would not be enough to use the tactics of division and encirclement.

Once Bozhou is attacked, there are no 200,000 soldiers and horses, which is not enough to deal with the Jin people.

He said, "Go back to Yuncheng!" ”

Yue Fei on the side secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The official family is Shengming! ”

"This? Official, my Song soldiers have enough food, why don't you take the opportunity to go straight to Bozhou? Even if it is to recover Huainan and sweep away the pseudo-Qi, it is not a difficult matter! The official, the minister, please lead the army straight to Bozhou! ”

Yang Zaixing said.

"Hey, Zaixing, you're still so aggressive! As soon as this golden man is defeated, the news will soon spread to Bozhou, and then the golden man will be strictly defensive, and it will be useless for you to go! Besides, Huainan and Qilu are deep and wide, and with the current strength, they are not enough to deal with the Jin people. Let's go back! Ming Jian laughed.

Yang Zaixing wanted to say more, but Luo Yanqing hurriedly pulled him, and Yang Zaixing retreated unwillingly.

Ming Jian saw Yang Zaixing's emotions and didn't say much.

When the army returned and crossed the Xiaoshang River, Ming Jian looked at the bright red river and showed a trace of sentimentality, if it was a prosperous age, how good would it be? But today's Great Song Dynasty can only be reborn in blood!

"Spread my will, widen and deepen the Xiaoshang River, deal with the revenge of the Jin, and push the trenches to the river!" Ming Jian said to Yue Fei on the side.

Yue Fei nodded and said: "The minister obeys the order, the minister thinks that we can also widen the tunnel from under the river to the north of the river, and then we can send a small number of people to harass the Jin people at any time, so that the Jin people will not be able to live in peace." ”

Ming Jian nodded and said, "This suggestion is good, Pengju, you can arrange someone to do it." This year, I want to take back the three towns in the north, Yuncheng, and when the time comes, I will also cooperate with me to fight a few battles, if there is an opportunity, I can take advantage of the situation to attack Huainan and recover the lost territory in Huainan, but if I can't do it, I will stick to Yuncheng, and wait for me to free up my hands, and mobilize heavy troops next year to recover Huainan and Qilu in one fell swoop! ”

Yue Fei said: "The minister obeys the order!" ”

After returning to Yuncheng, the army of King Qin in Bianjing City also hurried to Yuncheng, Li Gang personally led the army, and Gao Zhong, a master in the martial arts, also came with the army, and Wang Meifeng also came with Liangshan.

"Guanjia, you are the king of a country, why are you so impulsive? If there is a mistake, what should I do? As soon as Li Gang met, he blamed Ming Jian.

Ming Jian smiled bitterly: "The crown prince is gone, how can I be calm?" Aiqing is too worried, since Aiqing is here, let's preside over the prince's funeral, the prince's last words are to be buried by the Xiaoshang River, I see, according to the prince's wishes. ”

Li Gang said: "The minister obeys the order. ”

The funeral was held very strongly, and Ming Jian was sad in his heart and did not come forward.

A cemetery was built on the banks of the Xiaoshang River, where a man who should not have been buried here is buried.

And Xiaoshanghe is also destined to be remembered by history, and a prince is enough to make Xiaoshanghe famous.

The cemetery is built very simply, if it weren't for the words 'Tomb of the Virtuous Prince Zhao Chen' engraved on the stele, I'm afraid no one would know that this is a prince's tomb.

After the cemetery was repaired, Ming Jian came to the cemetery, burned some paper money for Zhao Chen, and said: "Prince, my father is leaving, you can rest in peace, what your father promised you will definitely do." ”

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After returning to Bianjing City by helicopter, Ming Jian immediately went to see Zhu Lian.

Zhu Lian suddenly became a lot haggard, and there was a faint trace of white hair on his head.

Seeing Ming Jian, Zhu Lian couldn't hold back the sorrow in his heart anymore, and threw himself into Ming Jian's arms and cried.

Ming Jian gently stroked Zhu Lian's back and comforted: "Queen, cry, just cry, it's good to cry, the emperor is gone, you still have me." ”

Zhu Lian cried: "Official, Chen Er is so young, the concubine will never see him again, official, you shouldn't have let him go to Yuncheng in the first place, otherwise, how could he leave us like this, woo woo woo......"

Ming Jian sighed: "Yes, it's all my fault, you want to beat and scold, I admit it, it's just that the queen has to take care of your body." ”

Zhu Lian cried for a while, wiped his tears, and stood up.

"The official family, the concubine is rude, the prince is the prince of a country, different from ordinary people, he should share the worries of the official family, the official family's decision is right, but it is a pity that Chen Er died young and lived up to the wishes of the official family."

Zhu Lian's words made Ming Jian nod again and again.

It's a blessing to have a queen like this!

"Queen, come, I will take you to relax, after a long time, you will forget your sorrow." Ming Jian took Zhu Lian's hand, came to the backyard, released the helicopter, took Zhu Lian on the plane, and began to slowly circle over Bianjing City.

The bustling Bianjing City is like a flowing picture of the Qingming River, which catches the eyes of the two.

"Queen, look at how prosperous this Bianjing City is." Ming Jian pointed to the bottom of the helicopter and said.

Zhu Lian nodded first, and then said: "It's a pity that our Chen'er can no longer be seen, hey." ”

After speaking, Zhu Lian began to wipe away tears again.

Ming Jian shook his head secretly, it seems that this hurdle is really difficult for Zhu Lian to pass, no matter what, only let time heal the scars in his heart.