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The girl sat on the tree, her chin in her left hand, and her right hand beat rhythmically on her knee, quietly waiting for the target to appear. It can be seen that the young heart lacks the patience and forbearance of an adult after all, but it has become restless for a moment. Fortunately, the target did not make her wait too long.

When the rider with the black rucksack came galloping with the dust all the way, because the degree was too fast, the trees that were lying in the night only appeared before they were near. The rider jerked the reins, and the horse neighed and the man stood up, almost knocking the rider off his horse.

The rider took a few steps back from his mount, and when he looked closely, he saw a bored figure already sitting on the trunk of the tree.

"What people! Why block the road! As he spoke, the rider had already grasped the blade at his waist in his right hand.

"Someone who came to kill you!" With a crisp sound like silver bells colliding, the girl had risen from the trunk of the tree, and her elegant figure was like a white butterfly flying in the darkness, obviously abrupt and weird. The rider only felt a refreshing fragrance, and in an instant, a sharp knife had been applied to his body.

Only the sound of the cloth tearing was heard, mixed with the sound of metal crashing. The girl fell lightly to the ground, and the right hand that had attacked with all her strength was already bursting with blood.

The rider was shaken twice by this sudden blow, and did not appear to be hurt in the slightest, paused, and immediately brandished his blade and galloped towards the girl.

"Cut, do you still have fine nails on your body?" The girl calmed down a little, and moved her body slightly towards the side of the road, avoiding the sharp edge of the rider's head-on confrontation. Prepare to take advantage of the pause of the enemy's return and re-attack, and look for the opportunity to hunt again.

But her little plan fell through in an instant. Obviously, the only purpose of the people on the horse is to get to the destination as soon as possible, not to get entangled in a vicious fight with a girl who doesn't know where to go. After urging the horse past the assassin, the rider pulled the reins slightly, and the horse immediately rose into the air and crossed the trunk of the large tree that was an obstacle. The four hooves fell, and they rushed towards the direction of Xiangyang without delay.

"It's broken!" The girl who knew that she had made a mistake immediately chased after her. But no matter how good a man's feet may be, he is nowhere near as fast as the horse which has begun to increase, and the horse flies on all fours, and in a few moments disappears into the blurred horizon.

"Oh no, I didn't take the credit this time, and I couldn't protect that straw bag in time, and my father didn't know how to scold me." The remorseful little woman put the dagger in the box and followed the rider's direction without stopping.

Later, people saw this encounter as a joint that affected the final outcome of the Song-Mongol War.

"Jinghu is the soft belly of the country, and Xiangyang City is the key to Jinghu." When Zheng Yunming left Huangzhou, Meng Heng once used such words as a farewell.

The strategic shape faced by the Southern Song Dynasty in the comprehensive examination school, this sentence cannot be said to be a good word. With the five mouths and three passes of Xishu as the starting point and the eastern line of Haosi and Huai'an as the end point, the battle line of the Great Song Dynasty can be strategically divided into three directions. Among them, Sichuan uses the Qinba Junling as a barrier, even if there are 100,000 troops, it is difficult to break through, of course, under the strong offensive of the Mongol cavalry and the activity of Wang Shixian, the commander of Gongchang, the Song Dynasty's defense line in the west will soon be torn apart. Of course, this is two years later, and it seems that the Sichuan defense line is still impregnable, although it is exhausted.

Huaisi has a different scene, and it is usually the habit of people to organize attacks along the shortest route according to the other side. However, the Jin State followed this strategy to attack the Southern Song Dynasty for nearly a hundred years, but did not gain an inch of land. The reason for this is not only the natural offensive of Huaisi's dense cobweb-like water system, but also the fact that Huaisi is very close to the wealth of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and can easily get the supply of money, food and equipment, and the people of Huaisi are extremely enthusiastic about fighting, which is still distinctive until the early Ming Dynasty a hundred years later. Armed with large quantities of money, food, and equipment, and a naturally formed defensive wall, this was the steel defense line on which the Southern Song Dynasty depended, and such a defense line was sometimes stronger than the often unreliable Great Wall in the north. Even in the end, the Jin and Yuan two level nomadic empires were not able to completely conquer this land where the time, place, and people belonged to the defending side.

The only thing that has some problems is Jinghu. During the Shaoxing period, the Jin people drove straight in, and from this place they directly attacked Changsha, and almost the entire Xiangfan place fell into the hands of the enemy. When Yue Fei went out from the hometown of Jiang and Hubei to recover Xiangyang, although Xiangyang and Tangzhou Dengzhou were both claimed to be strong, they were easily solved by Yue's army. Although this is due to the fact that the Yuejia army is brave and good at attacking cities, it also shows from another aspect that the cities on the Jinghu front are not as reassuring as the lofty mountains and mountains of Sichuan and the large and small rivers of Jianghuai.

Zheng Yunming's future position is here, on the softest belly of the entire Great Song Dynasty.

Standing on the boat of the Han River and looking at the tall and majestic Xiangyang city wall, Zheng Yunming felt a little relieved. "After all, it is a front-line fortress that has been operated by the country for more than a hundred years, and if it is to be captured, I have to allow my brother to have time to escape." Outside the city, rows of tough trees were neatly planted, which served as a barrier to block the advance of the enemy's cavalry. Under the city is a moat that is several feet wide, and the surface of the river is sparkling, and it is difficult to cross it if it is not for the help of equipment. Outside the moat, there is a dry trench, and the bottom of the dry trench is stuck with sharp bamboo sticks, and it is almost impossible to escape if you do not fall down. The walls are about four feet high, with arrow-stacked walls and wide horse paths, where soldiers carry spears, wooden bows, and variegated banners. In front of the huge wooden gate are gatekeepers checking the crowds. Because it was a daytime for traffic, the spear with a spear was moved to the side of the road to make it easier for passers-by to pass. The guards at the gate closely checked the people entering and exiting from inside and outside the city gate, and they knew that they were quite careful to prevent spies sneaking from the north to enter the city.

It doesn't seem to be as lax as the city in the rear, and the defense of the city is quite reliable, so the time to resist in case of a fight will increase. Zheng Yunming thought like this and stepped on the land of Xiangyang.

"Let's take the brothers to rest, I've arrived in Xiangyang, I'll go to the yamen to report by myself." Although Zheng Yunming said this, the sect leader did not dare to relax at all, and Qiu Zhen and Qiu Zhen came straight to the city gate with forty or fifty soldiers along the road.

The wharf was less than a mile away from the tower, and the group stood under the towering gate for a moment. When the soldiers defending the city saw such a large group of rough-faced sergeants surrounding this scholar, they naturally added three points of caution in their hearts.

"Where is the little brother, is it to visit relatives or travel to Xiangyang City, or is there something else?" A team officer asked politely.

"I am" Before Zheng Yunming's official shelf could be brought out, he suddenly heard Han Shilang behind him shout: "Uncle! Putting down his burden, he cried and threw himself into the arms of the sergeant behind the officer.

The sergeant was taken aback, held Han Shilang's face with both hands and looked at it carefully, and suddenly shouted: "Little dove, is it a little dove!" ”

"Little dove is looking for her uncle so hard! Uncle," Shiro threw himself into his uncle's arms and cried. While crying, he told the sergeant about how his family changed, how he was displaced in Jianghuai Huhan, how he met Zheng Yunming, etc. The soldiers defending the city never knew that the sergeant had a nephew, and they all surrounded him.

The sergeant's eyes couldn't help but roll down tears when he listened, "My hard-working sister, who has not enjoyed a few days of happiness after being married, is so separated by yin and yang"

Zheng Yunming stretched out his hand and patted the sergeant's shoulder: "As long as you can raise them, Ling Mei is enough to be happy under Jiuquan." ”

The short sergeant wiped his tears with his wide sleeves and bowed to Zheng Yunming: "If it weren't for Mr. to save him in time, I'm afraid that my sister's blood and bones would not be saved, you are the great grace of my family, please accept my Guo Dachun's worship!" ”

"There is no need to be polite," Zheng Yunming blinked his eyes and took out the edict from his arms: "I am here to take up my post, do you know where the Yamen of the Xiangyang Mansion Transit Envoy is?" ”

"Although the Yamen of the Transshipment Envoy is not as majestic as the Futai Yamen, it can be regarded as a decent official style. From here, go all the way down and cross the South Street entrance. Guo Dachun walked in front and pointed out the way to everyone, and asked, "What kind of official position is the little prime minister here to fill?" ”

"Give Xiangyang Mansion the money bag." Zheng Yunming replied with a big grin. Guo Dachun is the first person Xiao Zheng Guanren met in Xiangyang Mansion, and if he reveals his fat position a little, people who know each other will soon climb up.

Guo Dachun has been in the Jinghu army for more than ten years, and he will definitely not be an unfamiliar Leng Touqing.

"I heard you said you were going to take Shiro as a handyman?" Even if Guo Dachun walked in front, Xiao Zheng Guanren couldn't see his face, and the oily and slippery habits that he had cultivated in the military camp for many years had naturally piled up a smile on his face, "That Shiro can be regarded as an ancestor who has accumulated virtue, with such a Qingluo umbrella cover as you, and such a fat yamen, his future is bright."

Zheng Yunming said casually, his eyes were already attracted by a group of children playing on the side of the road.

A group of children on the side of the road chased and fought and yelled at each other. I only heard a thin and withered child running while picking up the stones on the ground and constantly throwing them at the "pursuers", shouting loudly: "The northerners are all sinned, and they are full of the smell of Tartar sheep!" The little fat man who was chasing after him fought back with a small pebble, and on the other hand, he reluctantly returned the mouth: "Nanren Nan, barbarian barbarian, never eat noodles when eating rice!" ”

Zheng Yunming couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard it in his ears.

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