"Please go back and tell Your Majesty that our army is at a critical moment of war with the Jin Army, and we must not withdraw our troops at this moment, otherwise we will inevitably have a large number of casualties, and after I have defeated all the Jin Army, I will definitely go back to ask Your Majesty for guilt." Yue Mochen's attitude was very resolute.

"But it is the first holy decree issued by His Majesty himself, and if the general resists the decree, I am afraid it will be inappropriate. The herald was a little embarrassed, mixed with a hint of threat.

"I've made up my mind, let's send it off!"

Yue Mochen didn't say much, and directly waved his hand and gave the eviction order.

"The general still wants you to think twice!"

The herald envoy outside the camp was still shouting, but Yue Mochen had no intention of paying attention to him at the moment, because he was discussing with the generals how to defeat the Jin army in one fell swoop.

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In a palatial garden in the Imperial Palace, a young man in a dragon robe was playing with a beautiful woman.

This person is Zhao Yi, who has just inherited the throne.

"Your Majesty has ordered the messenger to return!" a guard-like person outside the garden came to Zhao Yi and knelt down on one knee to report.

"Let him in!"

"Yes!"

A moment later, the herald messenger who had issued the holy decree to Yue Mochen appeared in front of Zhao Yi.

"The villain failed to fulfill His Majesty's will, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive your sins!"

The messenger fell to his knees tremblingly, and kept kowtowing to the ground.

"What's the use of the widow still keeping you, drag it down and cut it down!" Zhao Yi didn't have any patience, so he waved his hand at the guard beside him.

"Your Majesty's life, Your Majesty's life, please give me a chance!"

The herald was dragged by the guards towards the garden, still begging for mercy.

"Wait!"

Just as the herald messenger was about to be dragged out of the garden, Zhao Yu suddenly stopped the guards.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing! Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live!"

After coming to Zhao Yi's front again, the messenger immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Listen, the reason why I won't kill you this time requires you to do something, if you can't complete it, then your end will definitely be very miserable!" Zhao Yi smiled, his smile seemed to come from the Nine Shadows, making the herald's whole body tremble.

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, the villain will definitely go to the soup and fire, even if he is broken bones, he will not disappoint your high hopes!" the messenger kowtowed desperately.

"Get out!"

Looking at the appearance of the herald, Zhao Yi only felt a little disgusted, so he directly waved his hand and asked the guards to throw him out of the garden.

"This Yue Mochen dares to disobey my orders, I want to see how hard your bones are!"

Zhao Yi hugged the beauty beside him, and a cruel smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

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Half a month later

On the other side of the Huaishui, at the base camp of the Jin Army, a big battle is breaking out at this moment, countless corpses are lying all over the ground, and the blood has already gathered the earth and then into a stream of blood flowing into the Huaishui, making the originally clear water flow become full of blood.

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"Win, win, win!"

After a tragic battle that lasted for three hours, the Jin army fled in disarray, and the Song army raised the weapons in their hands and cheered continuously.

"General Yue's Jin soldiers have been defeated, do we pursue!"

A soldier in silver-white armor and a spear in his hand said very respectfully.

In front of him was a young man wearing a red robe, a silver helmet, and a dark red sword, and this person was Yue Mochen.

"Pass my order not to pursue, Jin Bing is afraid that it will be a deception to flee so simply this time, and immediately order everyone to retreat to the city!" Yue Mochen's expression was solemn, and he looked very majestic.

"The subordinates have orders!"

After saluting the young man, the soldier turned and left.

Buzz! Buzz!

A moment later, the sound of the horn of the withdrawal of troops rang out.

The soldiers, who were originally extremely happy because of the victory, were very puzzled, but they still retreated quickly.

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In the camp tent of the Song army center.

At this moment, a group of Song army generals led by Yiyue Mochen were among them, but they were not happy because of the victory, but were full of resentment and injustice.

"General, we can't withdraw our troops, our troops are at a moment of high morale, and if we withdraw at this moment, it will inevitably affect morale!" said a rough general who slapped the table and stood up.

"General, I also agree with General Zuo, we must not withdraw our troops at this moment!" Wang Yao echoed.

"General, although I am not in favor of withdrawing troops, but for the sake of my family, I am really ······" One of the generals said a little timidly.

"General, I'm the same!" the other general agreed with a trembling hand raised.

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After a few moments, most of the generals in the camp chose to withdraw, while the rest chose to continue the attack.

"Most of you have already made the choice to retreat, so I will let you withdraw your troops as I said before!"

Although Yue Mochen was unwilling, he still obeyed his previous words.

"General, this must not be! If you let these Jin troops go back now, won't you let the tiger return to the mountain?" Wang Yao stood up with emotion and objected loudly.

"Yes, General Right is right, if we put the remaining Jin soldiers back now, everything we did before would be in vain, how could those dead soldiers be blind!" General Zuo immediately agreed with Wang Yaodao.

"Okay, you two don't have to say anything, this matter is settled!" Yue Mochen waved at Wang Yao and the others to signal that the two of them didn't need to say more, and then walked out of the camp alone.

"Are you still the generals of the Great Song Dynasty, are you worthy of those dead soldiers!" After Yue Mochen immediately set up camp, Wang Yao couldn't bear it anymore, even if he scolded those generals who agreed to retreat.

"I..."

"I..."

A famous general sat down on the ground under Wang Yao's scolding, and all of them held back tears with red eyes.

If it weren't for the last resort, how would they, the once battle-hardened generals, want to retreat, if they weren't forced to do so, these generals would weep like a child in Wang Yao's scolding.

The reason for all this is ultimately because of a holy decree from the imperial city, which made these iron-clad men so vulnerable.

Three days ago, the previous herald messenger arrived again, and this time the edict he brought did not mention the withdrawal of troops, but the families of Yue Mochen's generals.

Because these generals had made significant contributions in the battle with the Jin army, and they were all taken to live in the imperial city, the emperor ordered that all these generals go back to see their relatives.

The real meaning of this holy decree is that you generals will either continue to fight with the Jin army, and then resist the decree and will not return, as for the end, you can imagine the end, and the other meaning is to go back obediently as the holy decree says.

And now, except for some generals who are as carefree as Yue Mochen and those who are willing to put everything on the battlefield, most of the rest of the generals have chosen to meet the imperial city.

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Located on a mound a mile away from the Song army's tent, Yue Mochen was standing on it at this moment looking at the bright moon in the sky, and he would sigh from time to time.