Chapter 390 The Last Great Pilgrimage

Meng Heng looked around at the generals in the tent, and said in a deep voice: "The crown prince's canonization ceremony will be held in a few days, this is a major event related to the foundation of my Great Song Dynasty. . In all this battle, we can only win but not lose! ”

"The last general and others must obey the commander's order!"

Dozens of generals in the Jinghu Theater in the tent stood up in unison, clenched their fists, and bowed down to receive the order.

"What the generals think in their hearts, Ben Shuai is very clear, Ben Shuai can clearly tell you that in this battle, my Great Song will win!" Meng Heng suddenly got up and shouted.

"Da Song will win!"

Jiao Jin and the others in the tent heard Meng Heng's words, and said in unison.

"Those who are good at fighting are nothing more than the right time and place! Now that the snow is blocked, the road is slippery and difficult, the 30,000 elite horses of Shi Tianze, who is the biggest threat to our department, are no longer to worry, not only will the 30,000 elite horses not have any help to Shi Tianze, but Shi Tianze will also try his best to preserve the 30,000 elite horses intact, all, it can be said that the 30,000 elite horses are already the biggest burden to Shi Tianze and Zhang Rou now. Shi Tianze and Zhang Rou could give up any soldiers, but they categorically did not dare to let the 30,000 Mongolian elite horsemen fold in this Caizhou City.

Since the defeat of Zhang Rou and my Xinyang army, the entire territory south of Luoyang and Kaifeng, there are extremely few Mongolian troops that threaten our Great Song Dynasty. Nado's more than 100,000 Mongolian elites are still in Sizhou, threatening the armies of our Great Song Huainan East Road, and at this moment the heavy snow is blocking the road, even if they want to rush to the aid of Shi Tianze and others in the starry night, they are not able to catch it. It's the time of day!

The Mongols have not died in the heart of our Great Song Dynasty over the years, and they continue to invade our Great Song Dynasty, slaughter our people, and occupy the royal land of our Great Song Dynasty. This Caizhou City is the land of my Great Song Dynasty, and Kaifeng and Luoyang are the former capitals of my Great Song Dynasty, which is geographically advantageous. The generals are united in their hearts and minds to defend the land and kill the enemy for my Great Song Dynasty, and they are even more human. General Ren Yi sacrificed his life for the country, and I lost a pillar of the Great Song Dynasty, but General Ren died well. Since the eldest husband has joined the army, he has the will to die in battle early on, and General Ren died well.

is this commander, from the moment he stepped into the army, he was already ready to kill the enemy for the country and die on the battlefield. There may be a difference in rank in the army, but on the battlefield, there is only a difference in courage and weakness. We are born and raised for our parents, and ordinary soldiers are also born and raised for our parents, when can there be a dead pawn and not a dead general? has gone into battle to kill the enemy, and he has long had the ambition of the horse leather shroud.

This is the place where my eldest husband died. In this battle, the time and place are all in my hands, try to ask the generals, but if everyone has the courage and courage of a general, I am equal to the Mongolian barbarian war is still in danger of defeat? In the end, Meng Heng was already full of emotion, and burst into applause.

"The last general dares to die!"

"Jiao Jin, He Shun listen to the order!"

"The last general!"

Hearing Meng Hui's voice, Jiao Jin and He Jin stepped forward together and hugged their fists in response.

"If Shi Tianze and Zhang Rou retreat, even if you fight to kill everyone, you must block the escape of Shi Tianze and Zhang Rou to Ben Shuai, if the Mongolian army in Caizhou City opens the way to escape, you two will come to see you!"

"The last general commands!"

Jiao Jin and He Shun both shouted loudly in their hearts.

"Zhang Jun listens to orders!"

"The last general!"

"Your ......"

"Report!"

Meng Hui was just about to give an order, but was interrupted by a rapid high-pitched announcement outside the tent.

Hearing the hurried news outside the big tent, Meng Hui's heart tightened slightly, could it be ......

"Enter!"

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When the crooked crescent moon was still hanging in the dark sky in the west, Lin'an City had already begun to be lively. In the biting cold wind, there are constantly different carriages or sedan chairs of different colors from all directions of the quiet Lin'an City towards the central imperial city, and finally converge on the imperial road.

Today, it is the grand court meeting, not only the last court meeting before the crown prince's canonization ceremony, but also the last court meeting before the Spring Festival in the second year of Jiaxi. It is the last court meeting that Jia Nidao stayed in Lin'an City, after the crown prince's canonization ceremony, in the two hundred years of national fortune history of the Great Song Dynasty, the youngest feudal official Jia Nidao will leave Lin'an City with his family and go to Guangdong to take up his post.

When the cyan sedan chair of Jia Rudao arrived at the Zhengde Gate of the main gate of the Imperial City, officials of all walks of life and all grades wore all kinds of court clothes and were quietly gathering outside the Zhengde Gate, waiting for the opening of the Zhengde Gate. The usual Zhengde Gate will not be opened under normal circumstances, and every month, that is, when all the officials of the Ministry of Seven Grades and above have to participate, it will be opened at two o'clock in the middle of the month (about six o'clock), and hundreds of officials will go to the main hall of Zhengde Palace to participate in the court meeting through the Zhengde Gate.

Jia Nidao, who lifted the sedan curtain and stepped down from the sedan chair, immediately felt that today's court was different from the past. The hundred officials are arranged in a clear manner according to their ranks, and the bigwigs of Shangshu Province, Zhongshu Province, Privy Council and various ministries who are familiar with each other are not as mysterious as in the past, each looking for three or two people who can speak about what concerts and government affairs will be held that day, but they all stand in front of the Zhengde Gate with their hands together.

Seeing the arrival of Jia Nidao's sedan chair, all kinds of disdain, schadenfreude, or reminder or worry eyes finally converged on Jia Nidao, who opened the sedan curtain and walked out in a second-grade purple court dress

You don't have to think about it to know that the news about the battle of Caizhou received a day ago on the night was already known to everyone at this time.

Looking at the green, crimson and purple court clothes crowded together in front of him, Jia Rudao's eyelids lowered and looked at the purple court clothes on his body, and unconsciously came to the most colorful Great Song Dynasty for almost two years. The purple court clothes and purple gold fish bags on his body all confirm the road he has traveled in the past two years, and he has become the group of people standing at the top of the pyramid of the Great Song Dynasty.

Feeling the unclear eyes from all directions, Jia Rudao didn't think it was allowed, smiled and nodded to the officials who bowed around him, and walked towards the Zhengde Gate where only more than ten people were standing.

For Meng Hui, for the battle of Caizhou this time, although it was only one day to receive Meng Hui's secret report, Jia Rudao basically passed the qi of the people who ventilated, and similarly, those people from Yuan Fu's school of science and the clan must have also received the news and thought about how to make trouble.

Perhaps this last court meeting in the second year of Jiaxi is an unavoidable hurdle for Zhao Yun or for himself. After all, as early as when he tried his best to persuade Zhao Yun to support Meng Heng and go north to coerce Caizhou to support Sun Kui, Jia Yidao also thought about the unfavorable outcome in case of a division.

However, although there is no news from Xiangyang now, Jia Yidao believes that even if he really loses, it will be temporary, and Meng Heng will not let himself down.