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Chapter 390 Good news or mourning news

After Fan Yongji escaped into Jincheng, he followed Liu Zhengjun, who was ambushing in the city, and kept watching the scenes in front of him, following him step by step.

The dam breaks and attacks the water, and the arrogant Mongolian army is simply and easily ruined by the Song army, which is absolutely inferior to the number of people. Fan Yongji, who is known as a famous general in the world, looks as if he looks like a rusty person.

He asked himself secretly in his heart that he was in the position of the Mongolian army and was afraid that he would lose even worse.

The strategies were linked one by one, one by one, and the battle made the Mongolian Han army unable to breathe. They all had the allocation of troops, the ambushing locations, and the timing of the rushing. Changsun Hong, who was far away in the mountains, seemed to have a pair of giant eyes overlooking the earth, which clearly grasped the movements and reactions of the Mongolian army. The judgment of the fire attack and wind direction after the water attack was also accurate and timely, which was amazing.

When the Song army broke out of the city and saw the row of iron-armored heavy infantry holding large Modao pushing flat like a wall, his heart was baptized again. This heavy infantry that could only advance slowly on the spot was generally only able to die against the light cavalry, but in the hands of the Song people, it played its greatest effect. Liu Heima, who was eager to escape, had to use the light cavalry to directly attack the neatly arranged Modao formation. Fan Yongji was frightened.

"There are no bad soldiers, only generals who can't use soldiers." Liu Quan's understatement made Fan Yongji surprised and ashamed. He turned around and looked at his people, and compared the Song army next to him. Both the spirit and the weapons and equipment were judged at the right time. The difference between the same difference made Henan soldiers feel ashamed.

"Mr. Fan, let me kill the enemy! Lord Changsun set up an ambush in front of him. He was facing the Mongolian army brigade behind us. We are just a small scene here. We must work hard to move forward and not let others compete." Liu Zheng said, urging the horse to move forward. In the low and exciting sound of the horns, the tide-like Song Bing rushed towards Liu Heima who was walking in a hurry.

Fan Yongji sighed with emotion, shook his head, and said in his stomach: It seems that this world is still from the Song people. Changsun Hong is much stronger than the Song army in Xiangfan.

Then he followed Liu Jin's butt and led his troops to rush forward.

The smoke of gunpowder filled the river valley, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

...

And Xiangyang, which is thousands of miles away, is another scene.

In the battle of Henan, Kublai Khan suddenly rushed towards Hanzhong, so he felt relieved inexplicably.

Jia Sidao, who was waiting nervously for the court peace talks, unexpectedly learned that the Mongolian army turned around and ran westward, was so excited that he summoned a few gang members and held a banquet in his own flower hall.

I raised my glasses with several Beijing Lake bosses and congratulated each other, and wished them to save another disaster.

"Come on, come on, you can drink another cup with me. This cup has a reason, called Wenxin Wine." Jia Sidao's face was full of red light, and he looked as happy as when he was admitted to high school. "For hundreds of thousands of people in the Jinghu area of ​​the Great Song Dynasty, he will be able to calm down the hearts of the world."

"Sir, I'm very good at it." Li Bozeng echoed, raising his glass and touched it.

Weng Yinglong, the chief clerk of the commander, spoke out and flattered: "The Mongolian army retreated, on the surface, wanted to attack Hanzhong, but in fact, it was not. It depends on the subordinates, which has a different meaning!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the sound and said, "What is the deep meaning?"

Weng Yinglong bowed deeply to Jia Sidao and said, "It was because the Mongols were afraid of Lord Jia's reputation, and they were afraid that the gains of attacking Jinghu would be more than worth the loss, and the loss of soldiers and generals would be bad. So they used the excuse to attack Hanzhong and turned west, but they were actually afraid that our powerful soldiers in Jinghu would be only 100,000!"

"Hahaha!" Everyone burst into laughter, Jia Sidao was overjoyed, and pointed at Weng Yinglong and said with a smile: "What a sharp mouth, it's illusory, how can I hear the words?"

Weng Yinglong's face did not blush and said with a charming smile: "This is what comes from the truth after considering it, where does nothingness come from? Every sentence is the truth."

Everyone laughed again. Jia Sidao drank all the Qiong Liquid in the cup in one sip, and smiled at the bottom of the cup to the sky: "No matter whether it is real or not, this wine is really good. It nourishes yin and strengthens yang, which is very good."

Everyone drank a bright cup together, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

After drinking, Li Bozeng said, "The Mongols went west, and Hanzhong was not expected to be able to defend themselves. We must be wary of the northern enemy's return and come to Xiangyang to cause trouble."

Jia Sidao waved his hands and said, "Mr. Li was worried too much. If Kublai Khan really wanted to come, he would have come long ago. Xiangyang is located at a junction with north and south. If he wants to invade our country's territory, the first place to take over here. Since he retreated, he must have seen that I was strictly guarded and did not dare to act rashly. How could I do it again? Although the Northern Barbarians are stupid, they can also recognize these common senses of military tactics."

He leaned his body towards the table, glanced mysteriously outside the door, and said in a low voice: "Also, the envoys who received the secret letter from the court and the Mongolian people had arrived in Xijing. The two countries had negotiated peace, and it was not far away. When the Beilu came back from Hanzhong, the contract had already been signed. What else should we worry about?"

The word "sorrow" at the end, he dragged a long tone, meaning it was a long way to hear it, and the joy was overwhelming.

Li Bozeng spread his eyebrows and said, "It's so great! There's nothing wrong with Xiangyang!"

Jia Sidao leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair with a complacent smile. He was mixed with drunkenness and pride, covering his face with a layer of blush. He touched the long beard on his chin and said slowly: "There is nothing in front of him, it does not mean nothing will happen in the future. After Meng Gong worked hard for several years in Xiangyang, he is fully prepared. Unfortunately, the generals under his command are not very useful. I plan to transfer a group of generals from Lianghuai. There are tiger and wolf troops there, and the elites who have experienced many war training can be used as a big advantage."

This was said with the intention of drinking, but the words were heard, and the people on the table were not drunk. As soon as they heard it, they understood that after Lord Jia arrived, he found out the depth of the water and wanted to change his confidant.

This is common sense. Jinghu Lake is all under Meng Gong's team, and the ten army and hundreds of generals were brought out by Meng Gong. Because Meng Gong was unjustly resigned, there were always people who were unfair to leave. Jia Sidao commanded it a bit hindered. Replacing disobedient people with disobedient is a common method used by the new commander.

Although Jinghu is facing the enemy, it is rich in oil and water. The military spending money that the court has invested is astronomical. There are many military generals who want to come to make money, and some locations are even more crowded. I wonder who Jia Sidao will transfer to and who will transfer to go.

As soon as he went in and out, he had a lot of money. Everyone on the table knew that Lord Jia was going to send it again this time.

"It should be, it should be, we all listen to Lord Jia." Everyone expressed their opinions, but secretly thought about where to get their own people.

Jia Sidao nodded with satisfaction and looked out the door. He found that the sky was already dark. Before he knew it, the banquet was at night, so he wanted to instruct his family to take the lights and prepare for a candle to talk at night.

As soon as he called, he saw a person coming from outside the door, not his family, but his clerk on duty at the commander.

Generally, there is no major event, and the clerks dare not go to Jia Sidao's residence to disturb him at will. When they come here, something big must have happened.

Jia Sidao's face turned a little colder. I'm drinking and having fun. Why are you bothering me about business?

The little official nodded and bowed, handed in a document in his hand. Jia Sidao opened it with an unhappy look and glanced.

The crowd of people were talking to each other, chatting in detail, exchanging information on personnel changes in Jinghu in the future, laying the foundation for their minions.

"Yes!"

A crisp sound attracted everyone's attention. The sound was so sudden that people's alcohol was a little awake.

Jia Sidao had already stood up, holding the paper with both hands, his face was solemn, and the laughter just now disappeared easily, and he changed into a pale face. Even his hands holding the paper were trembling unconsciously.

"The great victory in Hanzhong... Kublai Khan... life and death are unknown..." Jia Sidao, who was staring at the official document, read a few words in a stuttering manner, stabbing his heart like a knife.

(End of this chapter)
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