Chapter 68 The Han People's Rivers and Mountains
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"Woooooo
In the sound of the long horn, hundreds of cavalry and a large number of armor soldiers immediately gathered, guarded Zhao Shu in it, and slowly marched towards the distance.
"Defeat but not chaos, loss but not discouragement, although this army is not as good as the Jurchen elite cavalry, but in time it will become an elite soldier, this is the Jurchen enemy. β
Looking at this torrent of steel, a hint of strange color flashed in Haoran Daoren's eyes.
β―βwanβ―β bookβ―βγba,β½βom "My Dajin soldiers are all such strong soldiers, why should Mr. praise this poor army of the weak Southern Dynasty, this period of time, I have been full of interest in the Great Song Dynasty, as long as I break through the Great Liao, I will definitely wave my troops south, and hold this fragile Southern Dynasty in the palm of my hand." β
Wanyan Wu Qimai's face was light, although this cavalry was much stronger than other military horses in the Southern Dynasty, but in the eyes of Wanyan Wu Qimai, it was still too weak, the Jurchens came out of the white mountains and black waters, and tens of thousands of cavalry killed hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers in Daliao, and this kind of strength was not comparable to the cavalry that grew in the warm south.
"Your Highness has such great ambitions, but it is not in vain for my hard work. However, the king should not underestimate the Great Song Dynasty, let alone the Han family.
Because no matter how dilapidated and weak the Han family is, they will always survive at the most critical moment, and the Han people who survive will burst out with terrifying power and raze their enemies to the ground, a force that even makes the gods tremble.
And as long as it is a Han people, no matter whether they are loyal and treacherous, good or strong, they all have a kind of pride in their bones, which is the pride that comes from the blood, maybe the strong force will make them succumb for a while, but this pride will make them never identify with outsiders, and in the face of tribulations, they will only become stronger and stronger. β
Haoran Daoist said lightly, his tone was full of emotion, and he was full of a trace of elusive pride.
"Sir is a Han Chinese, why should you help us? With Sir and the power behind it, you can choose Han people to assist. β
Wu Qimai asked lightly, but his eyes were shining, obviously very dissatisfied with the military advisor's praise of the Han people so much, especially the people of the Southern Dynasty who have been seen in recent times are cowardly and incompetent.
"Because you will eventually be turned into Han Chinese. β
Haoran Daoist looked at Wanyan Wu Qimai and said lightly, with strong confidence and affirmation in his proud tone, which made Wanyan Wu Qimai's expression change greatly, and his tone suddenly changed: "My Jurchens are stronger than the people of the Southern Dynasty, and I will never become that cowardly person of the Southern Dynasty." β
Facing Wu Qimai's expression, Haoran Daoist said lightly: "Only Han people can rule this world, and if the Jurchens want to rule this world, they can only become Han people in the end." β
Haoran Daoist said proudly, looking at Zhao Shu and his party who were far away below, with a trace of coldness in his eyes.
"Military advisor, then why did you overthrow this Southern Dynasty?"
Wu Qimai said indignantly, there was already a trace of anger in his tone, and he almost asked, he was originally a person with superior military strength, and he led his troops to fight and won a hundred battles, and he acted extremely domineering on weekdays, if it weren't for this Haoran Daoist who was an extremely important person, with his current anger, he would have been killed a long time ago.
Even if Wu Qimai deliberately suppressed it, but with this anger, a terrifying killing intent surged all over the world.
In the face of Wu Qimai's anger, Haoran Daoist smiled faintly, bent down slightly, and said: "Your Highness's luck takes on the shape of a dragon, and when the old king grows old, he will inevitably turn into a dragon and ascend to the emperor's honor! As long as the world can be unified, why bother with this!"
Haoran Daoren's words shocked Wu Qimai's expression, he was already talented and intelligent, and he immediately understood that if the Jurchens wanted to really get the world, they had to rely on the Daoist in front of them and the forces behind him, so he immediately sorted out the situation, bowed down and said: "Sir, it's Xiao Wang who is too reckless!"
"The king is an extraordinary person, and I don't hide it from the king, the reason why I want to overthrow this great Song Dynasty is the doctrinal dispute between Taoism and Confucianism, and the competition for the general trend of the world.
Hundreds of years ago, with the help of the power of the true dragon, Confucianism got this Middle Earth world, but in the past hundreds of years, Confucianism has become more and more powerful, but there are fewer and fewer great Confucians, and those descendants of Confucianism do not practice Confucianism and practice the law, so this is the time when my Daomen will return this heaven and earth to the way of heaven. β
Haoran Daoist did not hide anything, which made Wanyan Wu Qimai's face shocked, although he was reckless, but he also understood that this Great Song Dynasty was the world of Confucianism, and there were useless scholars everywhere.
"Sir, let's go, the sentry is coming. β
After Yan Wu begged to speak, Haoran Daoist looked at Zhao Shu in the guard again, and saw the churning luck that went straight to the sky, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.
"What a King Wu, when the time comes, the poor road will be impressed, the unicorn is lucky, and the golden man protects the body, maybe he is worthy of my assistance!"
Bu Zhuanzi looked at the torrent of steel below, and there was a hint of praise on his face.
At this time, Zhao Shupan sat on the newly built carriage, running the true qi in his body, repairing the internal and external injuries, and at the same time hurried to Bianliang, Tokyo.
In the mansion of King Hunwang of Bianliang, Tokyo, the armor soldiers are numerous, and the deeper they go, the more strict they become, and the outer layer of the armor of the guards is also wrapped in a layer of splendid robes, so that when these soldiers are killed, they also have a little more wealth.
On the main hall, Zhao Kai, the king of Hun, wore a purple and gold crown, a brocade robe, a belt inlaid with white jade around his waist, and held a book in his hand, which perfectly blended dignity and elegance.
It's just that the three elegant kings had extremely gloomy faces at this time, and their eyes swept over the prime minister Cai Jing and the general doctor Wang Huang who were sitting precariously below.
Among the three of them, a round mirror showed the scene of the assassination of Zhao Shu one by one.
"Jin Ren and Shenxiao Dao rush to the forest!"
The three kings opened their mouths with gloomy faces, breaking the dull atmosphere in this hall.
"Lord Wang, it seems that assassination is not the right way, now we can only rely on our strength in the court to oppress King Wu, and slowly expel King Wu from the court, although this King Wu has military merits, but he has no connections. Moreover, the more prosperous the military achievements, the more they were underestimated by the Confucian scholars in the DPRK and China, which is beneficial to us. β
Cai Jing's face remained unchanged, and he stretched out his hand to shake it, and slowly put away the scene of the assassination.
"The golden man is in the body, the golden man is in the body, if this Zhao Shu comes back with the dragon beast, will the saint let him see the real dragon?"
Zhao Kai said with a gloomy face, he was not moved by Cai Jing's words, and his eyes were unpredictable.
"Your Highness, why worry, this Zhao Shu's luck still shows the state of a unicorn, even if he sees a real dragon, at most he is a beast dragon man. β
Although Wang Hao's face was also solemn, he could only comfort Zhao Kai like this.
When Zhao Kai and the others were worried, in the prince's mansion, the prince Zhao Heng, who was wearing a python robe with a golden crown and a somewhat weak face, looked extremely ugly at this time.
"His Royal Highness the Prince, don't worry, this is a good thing, this Zhao Shu has sprung up, his connections in the court are weak, and there is no Confucian support, so he can contain each other with the three kings. β
Shangshu Li Bangyan stroked his long hair under his face, and said calmly.
"Yes, the position of the crown prince has been decided, as long as he does not move like a mountain, he can brake quietly, and His Royal Highness has reached the realm of possession, if he can comprehend the realm of ghosts and immortals, he will ascend to the great treasure. β
Cai You also agreed very much, which made Zhao Heng's face soften slightly.
"It's coming!
In the depths of the palace, Song Huizong gently soothed a void, and the dragon roar and cold aura that came out of this void from time to time made people tremble.