He finally relented! Gao Yu suddenly behaved like a primary school student, only daring to sit on half of his buttocks, with his hands on his knees, and his expression was extremely serious.

It can't really be helped.

Da Song was beaten because of this.

The soldiers do not know the generals.

Although Zong Ze is one of the leaders of the military attachés, he doesn't know anything about the following situation.

Today, when I asked Gao Yu, I learned that the army of the Great Song Dynasty had rotted to the bones.

He only now believes that those soldiers of the Song Dynasty now have to give money before the start of the war, which is called war money.

If you don't give money, people will surrender when they go to war.

But as the so-called clever woman is difficult to cook without rice, what does the army of the Great Song Dynasty want now, how can it be done?

Zong Ze thought for a while and didn't have any good way, then took a sullen sip of wine, and suddenly said, "Captain Gao, what is your bottom line in this battle?" ”

The bottom line?

Gao Yu was stunned.

My bottom line is that there is no bottom line!

As long as you can survive, you can do anything!

Gao Yu hurriedly said: "General Zong, as long as I can keep my family from dying, I will do whatever you say, and I will definitely cooperate without any discount!" ”

"En......" Zong Ze thought about it again, and then said: "Captain Gao, I won't tell you, it's very difficult not to lose this battle, and don't even think about whether to draw or win." I can only say that I try my best, and as for the rest, I will leave it to my fate. ”

Hearing him say this, Gao Yu's tears suddenly fell.

He snorted and said with tears in his eyes: "General Zong, you can save me!" As long as this time is done, I promise to cooperate with you in the future, and your generals will be grandfathers in my heart! I'll listen to what you say! ”

Listening to Gao Yu's bottomless and dignified words, Zong Ze's eyes lit up.

If this battle is really successful, the status of the generals can really be improved a lot!

It's worth the effort.

Zong Ze asked, "Is Taiwei Gao really fully cooperating?" ”

Gao Yu wiped his tears from his eyes: "General Zong, can I still talk nonsense to you at this time?" As long as you can improve the winning rate, I will give you what you want! I can't give it, I ask someone else to give it! In a word, this time I have to save the lives of my whole family! You've seen that tyrant too, and you don't blink an eye when you kill people! ”

That tyrant!

As soon as he heard this, Zong Ze was in a good mood, and he felt that he regarded Gao Yu as his own person.

He immediately slapped his thigh: "That's it! Captain Gao, our Great Song army doesn't want anything, but our Great Song has one good thing, that is, it is rich! As long as you have money, this matter may still be a bit of a trouble! ”

When Gao Yu heard this, his eyes lit up: "How do you say this?" ”

Zong Ze said: "There is an old saying that is good. Money is enough, morale is deep! If you don't have enough equipment, spend money to make it up! The information is insufficient, and the money is enough to give it all! If you can't train, take money to fight! ”

The more Gao Yu listened, the more it made sense, and he slapped his thigh fiercely: "General Zong, with your words, the old man will have a number in his heart!" Money is enough! Absolutely! As long as you ask, I will get you as much money, food, and equipment as you want! ”

"That's it!" Zong Ze slapped his thigh fiercely: "Let's go, Captain Gao, let's go to the barracks to see how many things we need at that time, you also have a number in your heart!" ”

Gao Yu didn't say a word and got up directly: "Let's go, let's go!" ”

The two rode directly on horseback, galloped all the way, and soon arrived at the forbidden army camp outside Bianliang City.

The Great Song Dynasty claimed to be 800,000 forbidden troops, but in fact there were far from that many.

Outside Bianliang City, there are a total of 50,000 forbidden troops.

According to Zong Ze, these people are the main force in this battle.

As for the auxiliary defense forces in the city, it is better to expect them to fight the Jin people than to surrender directly.

Entering the barracks, Gao Yu looked at the crooked and listless soldiers around him, and his heart ached and he couldn't breathe.

Are these soldiers?

That's a hundred taels of silver that moved one by one!

Just like this bird, if this goes to the battlefield, then it can't be killed like mowing grass?!

Gao Yu was so depressed that she was about to cry.

Every time a soldier passed, he silently said in his heart: "One hundred taels are gone...... Another hundred taels are gone......"

It may be the first time that he has been so concerned about the safety of a soldier since he sat in this position......

……

At the same time, in the palace.

Jiying Hall.

Originally, this was a place for imperial banquets and trying to raise people, but at this time, it was a mess.

Sixteen palace maids and twenty-four eunuchs were moving things in full swing.

All kinds of musical instruments, fruits, and desserts are all for Zhao Huan to have fun with.

The eunuch Liu Li presided over in the center, and kept commanding-

"Who, Zhou Jie, you put that bell a little to the east, and a little more to the east, alas, yes, this position is barely pleasing to the eye."

"Manman, you wash all the peaches, Your Majesty will eat them later, it's not good if the hair is sticky."

"Yang Zhu, the ground, the ground is cleaned for me! There can be no dust! Did you hear that?! ”

The entire Jiying Hall was in full swing, and Zhao Huan was lying on top of the dragon chariot, his head resting on the lap of the palace maid Xiaohe, Xiaohe blushed shyly, and smiled and helped him peel a grape and stuff it into his mouth.

Well, yes, that's the smell!

Zhao Huan nodded with satisfaction, this is right, this is a bit of a tyrant.

Soon, all the things in the entire Jiying Hall were placed.

At this time, a singer and dancer walked in and gave Zhao Huan a gentle blessing.

The name of this singer and dancer is Liu Ying, about 20 years old, tall and long-legged, white skin and beautiful appearance, especially the pair of full breasts, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is very ruthless.

Liuying cautiously asked, "Your Majesty, the dancers are ready, when will they be allowed in?" ”

Zhao Huan nodded lightly: "Well, let them in." ”

Soon, a full thirty-six dancing girls rushed in.

With a gentle wave of her hand, she danced to the music!

Immediately, the sound of drum music in the Jiying Hall sounded.

Thirty-six palace maids danced.

Looking at the classical style dance below, Zhao Huan was in a good mood.

Oops, it's really free to be a tyrant.

He got up from the lap of the palace maid Xiaohe, hugged Xiaohe with his left hand, hugged Xiu'er with his right hand, and laughed.

The two girls felt Zhao Huan's majestic hormonal information, their little faces flushed, and their little hearts were pounding.

Xiaohe whispered, "Your Majesty, you can really enjoy it." ”

Zhao Huan smiled: "Isn't that necessary?" This man's eyes were closed and opened, and the day passed. As soon as you close your eyes, this life is over. It would be a pity not to take advantage of the good years to enjoy it. ”

A group of palace maids around covered their mouths and smiled, trembling and trembling.

Zhao Huan looked at it for a while, suddenly smacked his lips, and then said below: "Well, this dance is good, but I wear a little too many clothes." Hotaru, when you go back, make some clothes out of tulle for your group of dancers. Then when the time comes, I will give you some good things, called bras and panties, which will look better and be more comfortable to wear. ”

Liuying's face turned red, and she lightly blessed Zhao Huan, and said in a low voice: "Yes." ”

At this time, a guard hurriedly walked in, clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, Taichang Shaoqing Chen Dong asks to see you." ”

Zhao Huan waved his hand: "No time, no see!" ”

The guard ran out.

In a few moments, a middle-aged man about forty-five or sixteen years old rushed straight in.

He was wearing a red official robe, his beard trembled with anger, and as soon as he entered the door, he cried out: "You tyrant! The army of golden soldiers outside is pressing, and you are enjoying yourself here! ”