Under Yang Ling, Zong Ze sat quietly on the desk, looking at the files and newspapers, there were the number of soldiers and horses in the city, the number of grain, grass and ordnance in the city, and the number of strong people who were now concentrated. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

When the little officials standing beside Zong Ze all withdrew for a while, Yang Ling slowly turned around and looked at Zong Ze, "Have you heard Han Shizhong and Lu Junyi's biography?" Where are they now? I've been in Taiyuan for more than two days, but a single newspaper hasn't arrived! ”

Zong Ze replied lightly: "The news of the prince of Jin in Taiyuan was only sent to the army a day and a half ago, and the two generals of Han and Lu will always take some time to transfer the latest military intelligence report, why should the king of Jin be so anxious?" ”

Where did Yang Ling want to ask Han Lu, what he wanted to ask at this moment was Yifang! However, when it comes to his current status, any move is related to the direction of this war that determines the fortunes of the country, even in the festival hall, at this moment, just him and Zong Ze, Yang Ling can't show the slightest worry about Yifang's survival!

If he is a little flustered, the important town of Taiyuan, which has only settled down a little, will be shocked again! Yang Ling tried his best to hum steadily, turned around again, and walked slowly, Zong Ze sighed secretly, waved his hand to let the few armor soldiers standing outside the festival hall retreat a little farther, stood up and bowed to Yang Ling and said: "Xiaguan dares to ask the King of Jin to move to the north and enter the army of Han Shuai Shence, and the Xiaguan guards Taiyuan, and the Xiaguan dares to set up a military order for the King of Jin, and he will stick to it until the King of Jin leads the army to help!" ”

Yang Ling's cold gaze swept over: "I just came, just let me go?" ”

Zong Ze nodded: "King Jin is the king, it is related to the safety of this national war, and the outcome of Yifang's direction is unpredictable now, so it is better to be prepared." ”

Yang Ling's voice was cold: "Do you think Yifang can't keep it?" "With Yang Ling's current status, with his natural condensation of the sea of corpses and blood in Yandi, Bianliang and Hedong, even if the princes of the East Mansion are now in front of Yang Ling, they can't help but straighten their waists, let alone ask Yang Ling so much!

But Zong Ze still stood firmly, and replied with an unmoving expression: "The army and civilians fled along the way, the Jurchen army went south and the situation was unknown, and they hurried to help with less than 3,000 horsemen, and the outcome was unpredictable. ”

At this time, Yang Ling smiled faintly: "I can't go." With this sentence, Zong Ze understood all of Yang Ling's thoughts, as well as the unfinished meaning of his words.

The Jurchens are almost pouring south, and this Great Song Dynasty really uses all its strength to fight against it, and it is only Yang Ling at this moment!

The folded family let the road open, the Western Army is still waiting, the princes of Bianliang are eager for Yang Ling's defeat, Yang Ling is almost supporting the battle situation in Hedong, Hebei with one body, if he also avoids in front of the Jurchen soldiers, I am afraid that more people will abandon the city and flee, and more people will want to collapse in the wind!

How did this Da Song become like this? If there was no King of Jin, what would this war look like? Thinking of this, Zong Ze couldn't help but be silent.

Yang Ling said slowly: "You said that Yifang's victory or defeat is unpredictable, I agree, but I still believe that this reinforcement army is the annihilation of the whole army, and it will also entangle the Jurchen Tartars in Yifang for a while, which is enough to let Han Shizhong and Lu Junyi know the news that I am in Taiyuan, so that more reinforcements will come!" Great, I'll fight this battle under Taiyuan City! ”

What else can Zong Ze say about Yang Ling, who is so resolute? At this time, outside the festival hall, there was a faint sound of cheers, and then the cheers became louder and louder, and they were heard more and more clearly.

Yang Ling and Zong Ze's expressions changed, at this time, they still care about their mother's pretend, Yang Ling is in front, Zong Ze is behind, and they almost ran out of the festival!

At this time, the cheers were already clearly audible, just four words, "Yifang great victory!" ”

Outside the government office, the sound of horses' hooves sounded rapidly, and it was known that the knights who came to pass the victory were coming, worthy of Lao Tzu's divine army, destroying the front in Zhengrui, and blocking the Jurchen Tartars from the northwest gate of Taiyuan!

Yang Ling couldn't help but take a deep breath, he actually felt a little dizzy, a crisis related to the victory or defeat of the country, finally passed temporarily, not to lose his day and night, to come to Taiyuan in person, but there are too many things to do below, and there are too many vicious battles, and there is no room for respite.

This storm that will profoundly change the fate of the Great Song Dynasty has just started!

The army and horses are surging in the valley of the Fen River, this time has not rained for a long time, the military horses have rolled over, it is the yellow dust and smoke in the sky, on both sides of the official road, there are groups of refugees who have crossed the Lan Mountain and fled into the territory of the Ninghua Army.

And the refugees who went south from the border area of the Ninghua army were also among them, compared to these people who fled from the Lan army, they saw this army horse rolling past, and occasionally let out a low cheer or two, this army galloped quickly, rolling up smoke and dust, people shouted and neighed, and each fought bravely.

Everyone is tired with smoke and dust, but every soldier is in high spirits, even if it is just a side look, they know that this army and horses from top to bottom, eager to rush to the most tragic battlefield immediately, and then go into battle to kill a heart!

The refugees who fled from the Lan army experienced the pain of the defenders breaking up, and their trust in the Great Song Dynasty military horses had been reduced to the minimum. But I didn't expect to see such high-morale military horses in the Ninghua Army, all of them were confused, and the Ninghua Army refugees who were also tired around them, although they were also fleeing, but compared with the refugees of the Lan Army, they had complete families and carried more belongings.

Even some cars with pots and pans are loaded, looking like they are moving calmly, seeing the appearance of the refugees of the Lan Army, they are not without pride and explain from the side, "This is the Shence Army!" The west side is broken, and the Shence army has to go south to intercept it, but it still blocks the north Tartars to death, and the Shence army wants to withdraw, we don't want to be spoiled by the Tartars, so we naturally want to leave, but finally a complete family is safely withdrawn! ”

This military horse is led by Han Shizhong himself, and when he knew that before Yifang's victory, this military horse was actually far from as high morale as it is now, you must know that the surrounding environment of the Shence Army is too bad now, and it is almost in danger of being destroyed. (To be continued.) )