Outside Shenwu City, a battle has just ended.

A retreating cavalry fled all over the mountains and gradually disappeared into the distance. And under the city, the soldiers of the Song Army in red military robes were cleaning up the battlefield.

"This group of divination blockers really know the style, and they run away when they see that the limelight is not good." Zhe Keshi stood high in the camp outside the city, watching the fleeing enemies in the distance.

A little farther away, a group of soldiers brought in several prisoners. From the costume, at a glance, it is clear that Lu Dao is not a Khitan, but a divination person on the grassland. One of them was well-dressed and looked a bit of status.

"Dead dog tartars." He had no time to kill the hatred in his heart, and before he had a good time, this group of divination blockers ran away, leaving him with no place to vent all the strength in his body.

"These are in a hurry to get rich, not to work hard." Zhe Keshi smiled happily. There are no immortals on the battlefield, and the weaker the enemy, the more their sons can be saved. He couldn't help but be unhappy.

But he still snorted coldly: "Endless dead dog tartar." ”

These wastes don't dare to compete with the elite of the Zhe family at all, and they are too far behind in terms of equipment, and they are far from each other in terms of battle formation. It may still have some upper hand against the Xiang army and the township soldiers in the country, but no matter where the soldiers of the Zhe family are placed, they are all the first-class elites in the world.

But it's also lucky. Folded to think about it.

Fortunately, he rushed to Shenwu County one step ahead of schedule, and he captured it very neatly.

If it is a step late, it will be a combined force of Khitans and Divinators. With the city to rely on, the Divination Blockers, who also came from afar, would not have been as warless as they are today, and immediately chose to retreat after a slight setback. If the luck is even worse, it becomes a situation where there is a city in front and an enemy in the back, even if you can win, you will lose a large number of children of the family.

It's not that Xiao 13 didn't let his soldiers and horses guard here. It is impossible not to attach importance to such a key strategic place as Shenwu County in Wuzhou. There is a thousand-strong team of leather room army alone, and then there is a local tribal army, five or six thousand, which are divided into points all over the town. Among them, in the county seat, there are 3,000 soldiers and horses.

However, the elite of the soldiers and horses of the Zhe family is not under any palace army, and it is also shorter and longer than the leather room army.

The commander of the Liao army stationed in Shenwu County saw that the Linfu army was menacing, so he guarded the city and waited for help. It's just that the level of the city's walled defense is a little worse, and the tactical command of the city defense is also a little worse. And Zhekexing found more.

It took half a day's work to build a long ladder to climb the city, and then half a day's effort to attract attention in the east of the city, and it took a quarter of an hour to take down the south gate of Shenwu City.

Last night he set up a camp outside the city, and half of his men and horses were pressed. Although the city defense is still not strong, the city and village with the momentum of the horns are already indestructible to the Liao people.

Three thousand divination men arrived, and as soon as they fought, they threw away their armor. This battle can be described as a joyful victory.

"The third uncle is out." Zhi Keqiu's body shook suddenly, glanced at the tent behind Zhi Keshi, turned around and left, "Seventh brother, junior brother has taken a step ahead of time." "Don't wait for the fold to react, and run away in a blink of an eye.

Zhi Keshi shook his head and sighed helplessly.

The sons and nephews of the family are all respectful and fearful of the head of the family. The previous patriarch Zhi Kerou was not in good health, and he has always been the acting head of the family, and he has always been strict with the children of the clan.

Zhi Keshi had a lot of errands on his body, of course he couldn't run, so he turned around and waited for a while, and saw Zhi Kexing walking out of the tent. Even if there is a war, I still take a nap, and I am very envious of this bearing, and I don't know if I can have it in a few years.

After taking a short nap, the whole person looked energetic. He looked at a few prisoners who were being guarded in the distance, and nodded in that direction: "Those are the divination thieves captured today?" ”

"Nothing hurt is here. Those who couldn't afford to be injured were sent to the hospital in the city. ”

"Oh." Zhi Kexing looked at it twice, then turned around and asked, "What are you bringing them here for?" ”

"The last general wants to ask the marshal, what should they do?" Zhe Keshi's head hurts a little, the previous Khitan prisoners of war have made him very nerve-wracking, but his uncle threw all these troubles on his head, "You can't let it go, and it's not easy to kill." Among them, there is also a very high status, which seems to be the son of the patriarch. If there is anything you want to ask, you can just ask. ”

"What do you want to do so much? I don't have anything to ask them. Zhi Kexing smiled, and his smile was full of hideousness. He lifted his leg and walked towards the captives of the Divinators.

Zhi Keshi was stunned at first, looked at Zhi Kexing's back and looked suspicious, and then his expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly followed, "Big ...... Commander, never. ”

"What not?" Zhi Kexing asked slowly, but his pace was not slow at all.

Zhi Keshi's face became even more ugly, and he said while chasing: "It is ominous to kill prisoners, and if you can't make Han Shumi's military order, you will be punished by yourself, and the court will not agree." ”

The folded family is on the border, and it is in the name of the imperial court to fight on weekdays, and there is nothing to say about the battlefield, and there is nothing to say about the dead and injured. But killing prisoners is different, meaninglessly forming a blood feud with the Liao people is the result of not dying.

In the past, he had a feud with Western Xia, and few of the elders in the clan could die on the bed. Do you have to do the same with the Khitans and divination people in the future? With the number of children of the folded family, how many years can it be supported?

Zhi Kexing suddenly stood still, turned around and stared at him and scolded: "Confused! ”

It's okay to fold it again, I don't know why I said that.

"You wait here." Zhi Kexing raised his hand, recruited two personal soldiers, one left and one right, to stop Zhi Keshi, and walked over to the prisoner again.

Zhe Keshi wanted to catch up, but was stopped by two personal soldiers.

"Let go!" He whispered in anger and anger.

"Shichiro." The older soldier sighed, but the two hands that were holding his arms did not let go at all, "You should be sympathetic to us!" ”

Compassionate? Should the children of that tribe be compassionate? Zhe Keshi became more and more impetuous.

Killing people today will be killed tomorrow, and senseless killings will be attacked wherever they are placed. Moreover, if you kill a captive today, who will dare to surrender in the future?

"Dashuai has always had an opinion, and he is the most important child of the clan, you can just watch it with confidence."

Where can Zhe Keshi look at it with confidence, struggling to pull away their hands so that they can get out.

Zhi Kexing didn't turn his attention to this side in the slightest. I saw that he didn't know what to say in front of the captive who seemed to have a very high status, and the captive raised his head suddenly, and after saying three or five words to Zhi Kexing, he bowed down at once, and kowtowed three or five times in succession.

Zhi Keshi was stunned, his mouth was open and he didn't close it consciously, let alone struggle.

After a moment, he cursed in a low voice, "A good bunch of dogs raised by Yelu Yixin. ”

Zhi Keshi saw very clearly that his uncle, the head of the Zhe family, had already recruited these divination blockers in a few words!

Zhi Keshi was embarrassed in his heart, Fang Cai's actions now seemed to be a joke. The two soldiers who were holding him back also let go, but he just wanted to turn back.

But at this time, I saw that Zhi Kexing was over there and didn't know what to say, and then a few prisoners stood up and followed another soldier to the tent on the side, probably taking him down to wash and change clothes.

"It's my nephew who misunderstood." Zhe Keshi blushed, but fortunately in the fading twilight, he couldn't see clearly.

"You're not mistaken." Zhi Kexing said in a deep voice.

Zhi Keshi raised his head in surprise.

"If they don't want to surrender, I'm ready to kill. But a few captives, killing them is like killing a dog, what can't be done? ”

Zhi Keshi was speechless, I don't know if what Lu Dao Zhi Kexing said was true.

"Zunzheng!" Zhi Kexing called his nephew's words very formally, and his eyes became as sharp as a sword: "You have to remember that if the Zhe family wants to survive, the trust of the imperial court must not be missing!" ”

Zhe Keshi's body was shocked, and then nodded: "Nephew understands." ”

"If only you understood." Zhi Kexing sighed softly, "It's also difficult at home." ”

"Hmm." Zhi Keshi understands the intentions of Zhi Kexing, and the Zhi family has a special status in the Great Song Dynasty, so he can control the capital of the prefecture and control an army of soldiers and horses at the same time. But it is precisely because of this particularity that the folding family has always been looked at differently.

Sandwiched between Song and Liao, with the strength of the Zhe family, it is ten thousand times more ridiculous than a daydream to please both sides, and if you want to ensure the stability of the Zhe family, you must gain the trust of the imperial court. In the past, there was an inextricable enmity with the Western Xia, and now, it is an indissoluble grudge with the Liao.

Zhi Kexing looked back at the tent where a few diviners were prevented from entering, and the corners of his mouth curled: "Eleven tribes of all sizes, a total of more than 8,000 tents, and a population of about 40,000 or 50,000. ”

"Is it the family of these divination blockers?" Zhi Keshi asked, "Why are there so many?!" ”

"Half fold. There are three or four thousand tents, and the population should be twenty or thirty thousand. Otherwise, there would not be these nearly 3,000 soldiers and horses. Zhi Kexing laughed twice, "It's not less." ”

Chasing behind Zhi Kexing, Zhi Keshi felt that he was still far from his uncle's level. Really far. Uncle grasped the key at once, but he never thought of it. That's the experience gap.

Zhi Kexing was also secretly proud in his heart.

What does it mean to have money as a hero? That's it!

Without the financial and material resources of the Great Song Dynasty, how could Zhe Kexing persuade those who obstructed divination. If he says it, he can't be trusted.

The Great Song Dynasty is indeed rich, and there is gold everywhere. But wrapped in gold are stone and steel that can break teeth.

Since you can't knock on the hard shell outside, you can simply take refuge in it, at least you can share a little benefit.

Isn't it all a dog? Even in the Liao State, can you still expect to be above the Khitans? The annual tribute is never less, and ordinary small tribes also need seven or eight horses and dozens of sheep. Which is better than the great Song rich and generous. Even the tribute only requires materials such as horn ribs.

Therefore, when Zhi Kexing made a statement and promised some benefits very bluntly, these prisoners of war simply took refuge in it. He also patted his chest to spread the word to the Hui people, so that the tribesmen would come to serve.

It's just a change of owner!