"Your Majesty, Xu Du asked the imperial court to incur the court with the Tang and Deng state editions. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zhao Buqi said cautiously.

Under the warm sun of the early winter, the remnants of the flowers and willows of Xiaoxi Lake, between the thin ice and snow, the regent reclined on the soft couch, casually picked up the map of Tang and Deng states presented by Xu Qing, next to his beloved Concubine Lin was dressed in a white leather robe, and elegantly stroked the piano in the fragrance wafting from the incense burner, in the distance, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess was forcing His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty to practice boxing, and the poor weak boy waved his thin fist vigorously in the ferocious gaze of his tyrannosaurus-like sister, and several concubines left by Zhao Gou were laughing and walking around in the corridor......

Well, that's the daily life of a regent.

"Tell Xu Qing that this king has already said before that the land recovered by the Northern Expedition will be assigned to whoever recovers, and since the Tang and Deng states are recovered by him, they will naturally be assigned to his subordinates, and there is no need to ask about this kind of thing in the future."

Yang Feng put down the map and said.

Xu Qing's restoration of Tang and Deng is indeed exciting in a political sense, after all, this is the first time that the Great Song Dynasty has recovered its homeland after the Shaoxing Peace Conference, but it does not have much military significance, at most it makes the border between the Great Song Dynasty and the Jin State a little more prominent, and Xu Qing is not able to continue the Northern Expedition in the short term. The reason why he was able to easily capture Tang and Deng was because the main forces of the Jin army were staring at the Red Turban Army in the east, and after Yang Feng's three hundred warriors went on the Northern Expedition, the people of Tang and Deng were already ready to wait for Wang Shi to pass, and as soon as Xu Qing's army came out of Zaoyang, the people of Tangzhou rebelled against the Jin army, so with only 2,000 casualties, they recovered the land of Tang and Deng.

But then Jin Jun will not let him move forward so easily, after all, he will be Xuchang or even Luoyang Bianliang if he moves forward.

And Xu Qing's strength is not enough to support him to continue to move forward, the core of his subordinates is 30,000 veterans of the Yue family army, there is a barrier of Dabie Mountain before, there is no need to worry about the defense of the flank, the whole army can attack, but after capturing Tang Deng, he must face attacks in three directions, 30,000 people do not have this ability to continue to attack, unless Yue Chao in Huaixi and the Red Turban Army in Xuzhou attack at the same time, and have a decisive battle with the Jin army in Henan, otherwise he will go all the way to Tang Deng alone.

But if you fight a decisive battle......

"Passed the decree, Jin Xu Qing opened the country, ordered him to send the list of fallen soldiers of the department, and then engraved it into the martyr's shrine, and gave the name of Xu Qing's department as the loyal army, and rewarded the loyal army with 100,000 yuan in the name of the imperial court, and then rewarded the loyal army with 100,000 catties of sweet potatoes, 15,000 catties of corn seeds, 1,000 catties of cotton seeds, and a batch of agricultural technicians."

Yang Feng said.

100,000 banknotes are not worth mentioning, they are the copper standard banknotes printed by his newly established Imperial Bank, after all, he is casting copper cannons in large quantities, so he has to transfer the currency to paper money as much as possible, and then save copper to cast cannons.

But seeds are precious.

Even if he has another bumper harvest in the north this year, these seeds are still just enough to meet the popularity of his own territory, and Jiangnan has just begun to obtain sweet potatoes, mainly sweet potatoes are easy to plant, and they can be regarded as transplanting seeds by pulling sweet potato seedlings in the field casually, and corn and cotton, even if they are not popularized in all parts of Jiangnan.

Especially corn.

The seeds of this kind of thing can actually only be produced by Yang Feng's own land, after all, this thing must be bred to do so.

Therefore, Xu Qing's war exploits are stronger than real money, of course, this is mainly because he wants to lure more people to join the ranks of the Northern Expedition, such as Wu Jiajun, who is most eager to obtain these things, it is said that the southwest mountainous area is the largest potato producing area in China, not to mention sweet potatoes, and it is not easy to eat enough in the mountainous areas of Sichuan and Shaanxi before, and there is basically no great famine with these two things.

Yang Feng just wanted to wield the whip of the good seed and put the cake on the turf, spurring those warlords to go on the Northern Expedition by themselves.

"Your Honor!"

Zhao Buqi hurriedly said.

"Then send a decree to Wang Sheng and Xiao Rin, tell them that the two kings need to go to Dengzhou, and then send a decree to Liang Xing, so that he can cooperate with these two people."

Then he said to Yue Lei.

The latter immediately saluted, then turned around and left.

Yang Feng will not attack Henan.

Because attacking Henan could not bring him actual benefits, according to the tacit agreement he had reached with Jin Guo before, the Jin army had already retreated to the line from Caozhou to Bozhou, and the people in the middle of the hundreds of miles were all taken to his own territory by him, leaving a completely no-man's land, plus the Yellow Flood Area, why did he have to attack Henan? One day, Jin Jun was dumbfounded when he picked up the entrance of the garden, not to mention that he had another good place that needed to be taken urgently.

Shandong Peninsula.

Or Dengzhou, a springboard used to land on the Liaodong Peninsula.

"The era of the Great Counteroffensive has begun!"

The Regent picked up the teacup next to him and sighed deeply.

At this moment, a fresh and tender little Lori ran over from not far away, wrapped in a small fur coat, looking like a plush toy, bowing her head and ignoring him, and then went straight to his Concubine Lin.

"Shuzhen, don't come to salute your brother-in-law!"

Yang Feng said with a teacup.

"Sook Jin has seen her brother-in-law."

The latter turned his head helplessly and saluted Yang Feng and said.

"Well, come here, brother-in-law will measure your growth again!"

Yang Feng said with satisfaction.

Then the talented girl who was second only to Li Qingzhao in the Southern Song Dynasty in history, Zhu Shuzhen, who is only seven years old, did not hesitate to go straight to her cousin, that is, Concubine Lin, who was robbed by the regent on the street, which made the regent also depressed in the back, and at this time, his younger brother Yue Lei arrived at a special room in the palace and gave an order to a palace maid, who was wearing a classical long skirt, immediately sat down on the table next to her, and then pressed the button on a machine in front of her......

Uh, it's a wireless telegraph.

How could the regent in Lin'an be able to control the two countries in a timely manner?

Very simple.

Wireless telegraphy will do the trick.

He had in his arsenal a total of twenty old-fashioned wireless telegraphs, one for each of the town guards and the four governors of the Great Song Dynasty, and to send direct reports of any will, and to report to him in a timely manner on important local matters, and the radio waves connected him with his own territory in the sky of 1143, conveying his will to all his subjects.

And then......

Muling Pass.

"Kill the Golden Dog!"

A young Red Turban officer, wielding a heavy knife, yelled and was the first to rush forward.

Behind him were thousands of heavily armored infantrymen, like a monster of steel, holding almost all the knives, surging forward along the rugged mountain road, above their heads, the cannonballs broke through the air and whistled continuously, instantly hitting the broken piece of the city above the diagonal, ten and five pounds of cannonballs, with the kinetic energy of flying close to the speed of sound, fiercely smashed the rocky city wall, in the splash of rubble, the golden soldiers who kept shooting arrows on the city wall, were beaten to a blur of flesh and blood, and the blood stained this ancient Xiongguan red.

Suddenly, there was a loud thunderous sound.

Xiongguan, which has stood for more than 2,000 years, collapsed in the face of the power of science and technology.

The defenders on the city wall with a scream of doomsday, accompanied by the falling bluestone rolling down, and at the same time, the young Red Turban Army general, the first to step on the wreckage of Muling Pass, just at the moment when a surviving golden soldier raised his knife, he roared and fell to the sweep, the huge force slashed the iron armor, and cut off the golden soldier, and then the falling knife stabbed forward through the body of another golden soldier, and at this time, the heavily armored knife hands behind him rushed past him like a pouring torrent, Flooded the ruins of Muling Pass and drowned all the remaining Jin soldiers.

The young officer casually picked up the banner of the Golden Army, turned his head upside down and planted it at his feet.

"Wei Sheng captures Muling Pass!"

He roared with his sword.

And at almost the same moment, less than a hundred miles away from Muling Pass, the three thousand iron floating slaughter led by Wanyan Zongxu, the son of Wanyan Zongxu, the famous general of the Jin Army, was stepping on the sound of horses' hooves shaking the mountains on the ground, and launched a fierce charge towards the main force of the Red Turban Army in front of them, and the four thousand crutches and horses on the left flank had already started a fight with the cavalry of the Red Turban Army, and all they had to do was to use the almost invincible cavalry on the battlefield to disperse the infantry of the Red Turban Army, just as they had done countless times......

Although they have failed.

But Wanyan Zongxu didn't believe that all the Nanban were Yue Fei's father and son.

"Kill, use the blood of Nanban to pay tribute to King Yue!"

Wanyan Zongxu, who was covered in iron armor all over his body, and even his face was covered in iron armor, brandished his mace on a war horse that was also almost completely covered by iron armor, roaring like his almost invincible old man back then.

The Three Thousand Iron Floats were also roaring.

They were answered by a different kind of roar.

Wanyan Zongxu looked at the front of the Red Turban Army's formation in amazement, where the blazing flames were accompanied by white gunpowder smoke spraying out, and the next moment accompanied by the thunderous cannon sound, the piercing whistling instantly swept by, and the upper body of an Iron Floating Tu less than half a zhang away beside him suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist and sprayed backwards, a round ball slightly larger than a fist dragged the long tail of the blood mist, and directly hit the second Iron Floating Tu, the heavy armor that wrapped his whole body did not provide him with any protection, in the splash of armor, The right arm of the Iron Float disappeared at the same time, he screamed on the horse's back and flew upside down, while he flew upside down, the ball hit the third Iron Float, its trajectory has begun to tilt downward, like a giant hammer smashed the head of the war horse wearing the iron mask, and then knocked off one of the legs of the Iron Float, at this time the ball finally landed, but the moment it landed, it jumped up again, and like breaking a wheat straw, it broke the front legs of a war horse, and jumped on the ground again before stopping in the cold sweat of Wanyan Zongxu.

But it's just a ball.

In an instant, thirty-six of these balls crashed into the Iron Float with almost the same ferocity.

What is Iron Float in front of a cannonball?

Is it a moving target wrapped in iron sheets?

"Rush, keep rushing, rush over!"

Wanyan Zongxu roared like crazy.

The ferocity of the Jurchen barbarians was also stimulated at this moment, these most elite Jurchen warriors were not intimidated by the ferocity of the cannonballs, they were mentally prepared and even their horses blocked their ears, they were still charging forward fiercely, they knew that the cannon needed time to load, and speed was the key to their victory, they couldn't stop, they had experienced countless defeats if they couldn't even defeat this red turban army without that demon, then they would lose everything they had gained in the bloody war for twenty years.

It's close!

It's getting closer!

Suddenly, the row of cannons on the opposite side once again erupted in flames, and thirty-six shells once again harvested the lives of the Iron Float.

"Kill!"

Wanyan Zongxu continued to roar.

Soon they were about to enter the range of the Divine Arm Bow, and behind the spears of the Red Turban Army on the opposite side, rows of Divine Arm Archers were clearly visible, but at this moment, those cannons roared for the third time, and then accompanied by countless sounds of breaking the air, the charging Iron Floats seemed to have hit a tripwire, and the forwards almost collapsed completely, and countless Iron Floats fell down with splashes of blood, not knowing that this was actually the remnants of nearly two thousand scattered bullet salvos, they slowed down in horror and stopped moving forward with fear.

It's fatal.

When they finally mustered up the courage and began to speed up again, the thirty-six cannons that had been loaded once again erupted into a storm of scattered bullets, and the blood of the Iron Floaters and the fragments of their iron armor flew together, their era was actually over, just as the cannons of Western Europe smashed the knights, and the cannons of the Red Turban Army also smashed the mounted cavalry, the roar of the cannons and the whistling of the scattered bullets, as well as the mournful screams of the war horses, and the screams of the Iron Floats, announced the enthronement of the god of war in the diffuse smoke of gunpowder.

Although Wanyan Zongxu was still charging with his most heroic subordinates, their end was already doomed.

The artillerymen of the Red Turban Army were like crazy, repeating their skillful movements at the fastest speed they could reach, and the scattered bullets continued to spray at a speed of half a minute, and at the same time, all the Divine Arm Archers were also madly speeding up the speed of winding and aiming and shooting, loaded with the crossbow arrows of the new forged steel armor-piercing arrow cluster, and with the same sound of breaking the air, they kept crashing into the middle of the Iron Float, piercing through the heavy armor on the latter's body, all the way through their bodies.

The Three Thousand Iron Floats fell into hell like this.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the cannon suddenly stopped, and the shooting of the Divine Arm Bow also stopped, and the 10,000 Red Turban soldiers of the two infantry brigades were all watching the killing they had made in front of them with shocked eyes, behind a piece of antlers blocking the cavalry, the dead bodies of people and war horses stretched for two miles, and countless wounded people wailed in this mountain of corpses and blood, and their bodies were still wearing the iron armor that once served as their prestige symbol, but at the moment they were just a group of dying wild dogs.

"Quickly send a letter to Yizhou and send a report to the king, Shandong is ours!"

Wang Sheng looked at the spectacular scene in front of him and said with a long sigh.

The messenger beside him immediately returned to Yizhou on horseback, and when the news was sent to Yang Feng by radio waves, Yue Chao, the governor of Huainan West Road, crossed the Huaibei Expedition to conquer Yingzhou, and Sichuan and Shaanxi Xuan comforted Wu Lan's Northern Expedition to seize Lintao, which was the greatest threat to him strategically, and the era of a great counteroffensive came.

(After the operation today, my wife accompanies the bed, and I still have to go tomorrow, so I can't guarantee whether I can send it tomorrow)