The smoke and rain are whistling, and the palace is full of hairpins and old imperial capitals.

If you ask about the ancient and modern things, please only look at Luoyang City.

Luoyang, the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties, surrounded by mountains, condensing the essentials of the world, choking the throat of Kyushu, relying on the Yellow River in the north, pillowing the danger of the Qinling Mountains in the west, and the Luohe River and Yishui are the military important places that are easy to defend and difficult to attack.

It's a pity, since the end of the Tang Dynasty Huangchao. Luoyang has experienced countless wars, and like Chang'an City in Shaanxi Province and Tokyo City in the Central Plains, it has been prosperous and withered.

In the second year of the Great Song Dynasty, the ninth year of Jin Zhengda, in the autumn of 1231 AD, the Mongolian Great Khan Wo Kotai commanded the troops to the south, the Mongolian army crossed the river by the Yellow River crossing Baipo, all the way like a bamboo, after the battle of Sanfeng Mountain, the Mongolian army captured Luoyang City, before leaving, the broken Luoyang City was burned to the light.

On the valley road from Shaanzhou to Luoyang, countless Song troops are marching along the river valley, the ranks are boundless, you can't see the end at a glance, the soldiers are fully armored, and the sun shines, dazzling. The horses dragged the people, and the gun trucks rolled forward, waving flags, and the long queue was boundless.

The Song army occupied Tongguan Tianwei, making it possible to move from west to east again. From Tongguan to Shaanzhou, and then to Luoyang City. The army walked, can not walk the cliffs on both sides of the Yellow River, can only climb over Matou Mountain, and then along the valley of the valley of the river through the pond, Xin'an and Luoyang City.

On the fields on both sides of the valley road, there are all Henan people with sad faces and beggars. They looked at the Song army rolling eastward, gossiping, pointing and pointing.

Since the occupation of Shaanxi by the Song army, the aborigines of Shaanxi who had been relocated to Henan have fled back to their homeland, and many Henan people have also fled to Shaanxi, just wanting to escape for their lives. Song Junqiu did not commit any crimes, and the Shaanxi Pacification Department properly resettled the people who went to Shaanxi, and the newspapers publicized it and encouraged the people of Henan to go to Shaanxi, which also made these Henan people not have a bad impression of Song Jun. Just like now that the Song army has entered Henan, these people under the rule of the Jin State are not afraid, but are curious to talk about it.

"Song Jun, it's scary to look at!"

"The Tatars can be defeated, they must be powerful!"

The people muttered quietly, and some said suspiciously:

"These Song troops are not going to fight Luoyang City, right?"

"Yes! Song Jin is a feud, with such a big formation of the Song army, it won't really come to recover Luoyang City and Bianjing City, right? ”

Everyone felt a little scared at this time, and they encouraged a few white-bearded old men with patches on their bodies to come.

"Second uncle, fourth uncle, you are old, they shouldn't do anything to you. Go and ask. ”

Endless Song soldiers marched forward, they were uniform, everyone held their heads high, and their spirits were refreshed.

In the middle of the army, the coach Cao Youwen looked at the long dragon that was moving forward, and his heart was excited.

The shame of Jingkang, the Song Dynasty crossed to the south, lived in a corner of the south of the Yangtze River, and was powerless in the north. Finally, 106 years later, the Song army went north.

The emperor asked his troops to besiege Bianjing, but if he didn't get rid of these ghosts and ghosts along the way, and the army would be attacked on its back, could he rest assured?

A few rangers in front of him came to a stop, and a scout clenched his fists on his horse and reported to Cao Youwen.

"General, the front army of our army has arrived at Luoyang City, General Yang asked me to wait for a return, the defenders of Luoyang City are up and down 10,000 people, and the defenders of the city are Jin Guo Pingzhang's father and son."

"Hosts? I didn't expect that Jin Ren still had some strength. ”

Cao Youwen nodded slightly, and the scouts left one after another.

"Pass the order down, rush to Luoyang City before dark!"

Entering Henan, this first shot must be fired.

The military order had just been handed down, and there was a lot of noise in front, and Cao You couldn't help frowning when he heard it.

"Go and see, what's so noisy?"

Cao Youwen was strict in governing the army, and his subordinates were extremely strict, and there were very few such loud noises in the army, let alone on the way to use troops.

"Back to the general, the people in Luoyang are blocking the road in front, and they want to see the general."

The sergeant came to report and persuaded:

"General, this is Jindi, people's hearts are unpredictable, the general should not go over, lest there be an accident."

"With you here, what am I afraid of? Past! ”

Cao Youwen did not hesitate and hit the horse forward.

There are countless fierce battles big and small, and you are afraid of some farmers with farm tools?

Seeing Cao You smell it, a few white-haired old men were in front, and a group of villagers were behind. The two old men gave Cao You a salute one after another.

"Folks, I am Cao Youwen, deputy marshal of the Western Route Army of the Northern Expedition of the Great Song Dynasty. If you have anything to say, just say it! ”

Cao Youwen did not dismount, and asked Wen Sheng to the villagers.

Looking at these people with yellow faces and thin muscles, all of them look like beggars, I really don't know, what have they all experienced?

"General, are you going to attack Luoyang City?"

A thin, white-bearded old man spoke first.

"General, you won't be like the Tatar soldiers, killing innocents indiscriminately, right?"

The other white-bearded old man was tall, hunched over, and his face wrinkled like tree bark.

"Folks, good! Our Great Song Dynasty officials and troops not only have to conquer Luoyang City, but also our lords have to conquer Bianjing City. However, you can rest assured that our Great Song Dynasty is not a Tatar army, and our army will not kill an innocent person indiscriminately. Let's just wait for a good life! ”

Cao Youwen looked at the villagers, and his face did not change.

The newspapers all said that the Northern Expedition of the Great Song Dynasty did not commit any crimes in the autumn, and the Song army was strictly disciplined, so naturally no one dared to commit it.

"General Xie!"

"General Xie!"

The villagers thanked one after another, and some knelt down and kowtowed.

"Folks, when the Great Song Dynasty takes over here, the villagers will have food to eat, work to do, and none of them will starve to death; Children don't have to spend money and all go to school; Everyone has land and no tax; There is relief for the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled. ”

Cao Youwen continued, waving his hand.

"Let's all get busy. Believe me, everyone's life will be fine! ”

"General! Are you telling the truth? ”

"General, you can't be a liar, right?"

The villagers asked.

"Liar? If you have the opportunity to go to our Song Realm to have a look, you will know. ”

Cao Youwen told the truth. Maybe it won't be long before the Central Plains is recovered, and it will be the same as Wanghua Shengzhi here.

"Shi Er, what are you going to do?"

Suddenly, there was a dispute among the villagers, and under the help of the villagers, a short knife fell to the ground, and all the soldiers around Meng Heng were shocked.

"Zhou Xiong, you dog mongrel, why are you holding me?"

A young man covered in patches was dragged by the villagers, he scolded angrily, facing Cao Youwen, still with angry eyes.

"Second uncle, Uncle Hu, he is a Song general, and he is the enemy of our Dajin Kingdom. I'm going to kill him and get them out!" ”

"General, he wants to assassinate you! Kill this dog thief! ”

"General, kill him!"

The soldiers around Meng Heng rushed forward, raising their swords and guns at the same time, surrounding Shi Er and the others, and several soldiers roared angrily.

"General, he's still a child, please let him go!"

"General, please, let him go!"

"General, Kai En!"

The villagers knelt on the ground, and Shi Er, who wanted to assassinate, was also pulled to his knees, his face full of unconvinced.

Several soldiers stepped forward and dragged Shi Er out of the crowd, and Shi Er, who was smashed by the back of the knife and gun, lay on the ground and rolled, screaming miserably.

"General, kill them all!"

A general brandished a steel knife and shouted angrily.

"General, don't implicate the innocent!"

"General, think carefully!"

The surrounding generals of the Song army had different opinions.

"Let him go!"

Cao Youwen waved his hand, and several sergeants walked away stupidly.

"Shi Er, you have to be glad that you didn't assassinate me, otherwise everyone here will be buried for you."

Cao Youwen said coldly, he looked at the villagers, and the chill in his eyes was pressing.

"Don't forget, this was once the land of my Great Song Dynasty, and the imperial tomb of my Great Song Dynasty was right in front of it. What my Song people lost, my Song people must take it back with their own hands. ”

He dismounted, walked over, picked up Shi Er on the ground, and stared into his eyes.

"Shi Er, you have to be glad that you are Han. Otherwise, you're already a dead corpse by now. ”

Cao Youwen's hands were like iron hoops, Shi Er's arms were in severe pain, and the murderous aura in Cao Youwen's eyes made him shudder.

The kind of ruthless killing that came out of thousands of troops and horses on the battlefield and crawled out of the pile of dead people made Shi Er's body tremble involuntarily.

"Live your life! Remember, you're Han! ”

Cao Youwen let go of his hand, and Shi Er collapsed to the ground again.

"Folks, live well!"

Cao You got on the horse when he heard this, and the Song army continued to march, and the unhappiness just now seemed to be forgotten.

"General, you are really merciful. If it had been me, I would have cut that kid down! ”

The guard followed, smuggling.

"What's the deal with a child? There are more people like Bianjing City, do you have to kill them all? ”

Cao Youwen shook his head and continued to fight his horse.

"General, when we defeat Bianjing, the whole world will be ruled by my Great Song Dynasty!"

The guard's words made Cao You sigh with emotion.

After more than 100 years, I can finally see the city of Tokyo! I hope that it can be recovered smoothly and smoothly, and it will not disgrace the emperor's trust.

"General, after conquering the city of Tokyo and restoring the Central Plains, when the general's merits come, I believe that you can enter the Zhaoxun Pavilion."

The guard said enviously.

"Zhaoxun Pavilion, those are all meritorious people, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it. Defending the family and the country, shedding blood and sacrificing sacrifices, that is the duty of our generation of soldiers. As for the statement, leave it to posterity to comment. ”

There was a fluctuation in his heart, but Cao Youwen's face was silent.

Zhaoxun Pavilion, the highest honor of the military generals of the Great Song Dynasty, who doesn't want to?

"The general has a pure heart, and if His Majesty learns about it, he will be very pleased. If the Central Plains is pacified, it will be the same as recovering the sixteen states of Yanyun in the two rivers, and it will be famous in history. ”

The guard complimented his commander from the bottom of his heart.

"If you can't take Luoyang City and restore the Central Plains, how will you explain to Your Majesty when the time comes?"

Cao Youwen looked into the distance, in the sky, under the setting sun, the majestic Luoyang City had come into view.

To restore the Central Plains, let's start with the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties in front of us.