Chapter 198: Li Zong Zhao Yun
Half a month later, a shocking news spread throughout the world.
An invincible division that claimed to be the iron cavalry of the Han Dynasty, united with the martial arts of the Central Plains, defeated the powerful Mongolian army, and then entered the Mongolian steppe, won a hundred battles, killed the brave Mongolian warriors, heard the wind and feared, and fled in all directions.
Let the Mongol iron cavalry fight harder, and lay down the Mongol Empire, which has the largest territory in history, but in the face of the unprecedented strength of the Han iron cavalry in the history of the Chinese nation, they still killed their horses and turned over, and the red blood stained the Mongolian steppe, making Changshengtian also weep for it.
The entire Mongolian steppe was weeping, and they all cried out in mourning: Immortal Heaven has abandoned us, and the great Mongolian warriors have been defeated by the iron cavalry of the Great Han.
They couldn't believe that the bravest warrior in the immortal world was killed and had no power to fight back.
The Han family cannot be humiliated, and those who are strong in Fan and I will be punished even if they are far away!
Blood debt, must be repaid with blood, the Han Iron Cavalry drove straight in, why not take Wu Hook, seal the wolf Juxu, the horse stepped on Yin Mountain, and smashed the Yellow Dragon.
Faced with an invincible Han army, the Mongol Empire was forced to withdraw from the Mongolian steppes and leave the West.
As for whether the West will be catastrophic because of this, it is not something that Wei Qing and others are considering.
Such an inspiring feat, all the Han people are happy for it, this is a meritorious nation, unparalleled achievements in the world, but the Southern Song Dynasty is not happy.
Because they found that the so-called Great Han Iron Cavalry was not an army under them at all.
At this time, the Southern Song Dynasty actually mobilized a million troops, preparing to encircle and suppress this sudden and powerful Han army in order to stabilize its own country.
Jing Wudao, who heard the news, sneered in his heart.
The Southern Song Dynasty did not dare to send troops to kill the enemy in the face of the Mongol Tatars, but it worked very hard to deal with its own people.
However, their encirclement and suppression are doomed to failure, even if the military pairs and warriors gathered in the whole world, it is impossible to defeat this army of soldiers who have cultivated into a great Han iron cavalry in the first ~ nine-star great martial arts.
The great warrior is already a first-class master in the Condor, and 100,000 first-class masters form a well-trained and disciplined legion, which is an invincible existence in this low military plane.
For this Song Dynasty, which was soft on the outside and fierce as a tiger on the inside, Jing Wudao's heart was full of contempt, and he was not as reckless as a group of rivers and lakes.
Most of the martial arts heroes are rough men, but Jing Wudao appreciates them very much.
When the nation was in danger and the people were shedding blood, this group of reckless men left their small families and went to Xiangyang, knowing that there was a huge disparity in strength, but they still threw their heads and spilled their blood, and threw themselves into the war against foreign races without hesitation.
On the other hand, the master of this empire, the magnates of the Southern Song Dynasty, sang and danced in the rear, was lascivious and extravagant, and lived a luxurious life in which the merchant girl did not know the hatred of the country.
Therefore, he is full of respect for Guo Jing's 20 years of perseverance, fighting to the death, and shedding the last drop of blood for the nation.
Only then did he tolerate the presumptuousness of the people around him many times.
Otherwise, with Jing Wudao's domineering and majestic character that cannot be desecrated, he would have sent Guo Fu and Ke Zhenwei to reincarnate a long time ago.
In the dynasties in history, Jing Wudao admired the Ming Dynasty more.
Although it is darker in terms of rule, the spirit of "no harmony, no tribute, no land, the Son of Heaven guards the country, and the king dies in the community" makes people's blood boil.
Every inch of land belongs to the empire, and not even an inch is an inhabited desert.
The money in the treasury is exchanged for the blood and sweat of the "people", and there is not an extra copper plate for outsiders to use!
The security and stability of the country, even if men shed their blood, must not be exchanged for sacrificing women's happiness.
As the Son of Heaven and the master of the empire, he should have the courage and determination to guard the country and live and die with the empire.
This is the bearing of a great empire.
Death is going to die vigorously.
Die standing instead of living on your knees.
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At this time, Jing Wudao took the little dragon girl and the iron corpse to Lin'an, the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty.
The Song Dynasty was the most prosperous era of commerce and trade in ancient China, so Lin'an City was full of singing and dancing, and it was a color of auspiciousness.
He didn't care about the war ahead at all, and lived a life of drunkenness and dreams, full of decay.
After Jing Wudao came to Lin'an City, he could search for the whereabouts of the [Adventure Treasure Chest].
But after two days of searching, there was no news at all.
And Lin'an City is too big, and it will definitely take a certain amount of effort to search.
At this time, Wudao was dining in a luxurious restaurant, and after the meal, he was going to the palace to search for the whereabouts of the [Adventure Treasure Chest].
Just when the meal was about to end, two men with first-class level in the rivers and lakes, well-trained, and serious expressions walked over and said politely to the little dragon girl: "Girl, my master asked you to come over to dine together, can you enjoy your face." ”
The little dragon girl replied indifferently, "Not interested. ”
Hearing that Xiaolongnu refused at one time, the two frowned slightly, and said in an aggravated tone: "My master's status is noble, and it is unspeakably expensive, I hope the girl will not make mistakes." ”
The threat is self-evident.
Jing Wudao sneered in his heart, this is the person who is not long-eyed, digging into the corner of the wall and digging into his body, and he will definitely sentence him to death in his heart.
"Get out of !!," the little dragon girl said coldly.
"It seems that the girl is not admiring my master?" said a dignified middle-aged man with a mustache with a straight face.
The middle-aged man said with a cold smile: "In this Great Song Dynasty, no one dares not to give face to the prime minister. ”
Looking at the middle-aged man who came and the guests dining in the restaurant, he panicked and hurriedly ran out of the restaurant.
The person who came was Jia Nidao, the prime minister of the Great Song Dynasty, and he didn't dare to offend him in Lin'an City.
In addition, he is greedy for money and lustful, and does all kinds of evil, as long as he appears, the people will be frightened and flee, for fear of attracting his attention and causing fire.
"Emperor Song Zhao Yun, since you're here, why don't you come out and meet you?" Jing Wudao said with a light smile.
In the private room not far from him, a faint imperial aura emanated in the air, and even Jia Yidao had to call him his master, except for Song Lizong and Zhao Yun, it could not be anyone else.
When Zhao Yun of the Song Dynasty awakened and became powerful in Mongolia, he indulged in a drunken and obscene life all day long, and the government fell into the hands of Ding Daquan, Jia Nidao and other traitors, and the country declined rapidly. After the battle of Ezhou, the prime minister Jia Yidao declared himself a vassal to Mongolia in the name of Zhao Yun, and completely ceded the land north of the Yangtze River, losing power and humiliating the country, and then after the Mongol conquest of the Southern Song Dynasty, a massacre was launched, and more than 90% of the Han people died under the Mongolian butcher's knife, and the entire race was almost wiped out.
This kind of person is arrogant, and Jing Wudao despises it in his heart.