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"Zhang Linghui, are you willing to surrender?"

"The lowly position is willing to surrender with tens of thousands of troops under his command, but His Highness needs to ensure that the lowly position can still lead the army, and it also needs to ensure the glory and wealth of the lowly position. ”

Zhang Lingduan stood in the big tent, his face respectful, but he was bargaining with the strength in his hand.

Zhao Shu looked at Zhang Linghui in front of him, his face was indifferent, and he said lightly: "No need!"

"What?"

Zhang Linghui raised his head violently, revealing a look of surprise, but a black iron spear directly greeted him and directly nailed it to the big tent, and Zhang Linghui's personal soldiers who were waiting outside the account were also solved by the guards brought by Zhao Shu in an instant.

"Go see Zhen Wuchen!"

Zhao Shu said lightly, and everyone left this handsome tent, and everyone traveled extremely fast, as fast as a galloping horse, and went to Liu Shunren's camp, but what happened to him was also like Zhang Linghui.

On the tent of Zhen Wuchen's handsome army of the winning army, the lights were bright, and there were many guards around, which surrounded the handsome tent, so that even a fly could not fly in, Zhen Wuchen stood on the big tent, a little at a loss.

"The five ministers of Chen Zhen visited His Royal Highness King Wu, and they didn't know that His Royal Highness King Wu was here, which is a capital crime!"

Zhen Wuchen bowed to the ground, his heart was stirred and shocked, he never thought that His Royal Highness King Wu, who was very respected, would come to his military camp in person to recruit himself, this glory made Zhen Wuchen both feel and shaken, and he was full of awe of the King Wu in front of him, and went to tens of thousands of enemy camps alone to recruit enemy generals, this pride, this self-confidence made Zhen Wuchen still surrender in his heart, and even subverted Zhen Wuchen's direct view of the Great Song Dynasty.

"Would you like to be attached?"

Zhao Shu looked at Zhen Wuchen in front of him lightly. Asked the same topic.

Hearing this, Zhen Wuchen didn't have any hesitation and answer, and said directly: "The minister is willing to belong!"

Zhao Shu looked at Zhen Wuchen who was prostrate on the ground, and nodded slightly. With a hint of a smile, he said: "Zhen Wuchen, you are Song Chen." Today, he returns to the imperial court, glory and wealth, and will be enjoyed forever, but the soldiers and horses under his command must be restructured through Wubao. With your qualifications, you will have the opportunity to lead the army in the future!"

Zhao Shu looked at Zhen Wuchen in front of him and said lightly, for these people who rebelled and returned, he must disband their soldiers and horses. Reinvented.

"The minister doesn't dare to have extravagant hopes, and he is willing to listen to His Highness's dispatch!"

Zhen Wuchen bowed respectfully, and then said with some hesitation: "Dare to ask Your Highness, can you spare Guo Dashuai, the battle of Yanjing, Dashuai also fought hard, but Zhang Linghui and others were defeated, Yanjing was attacked by the Jurchens, and we had no choice but to surrender!"

"If you kill Song in a pit, you will die! This king can spare his family!"

Zhao Shu said here. He stopped talking and said to the two guards: "You cooperate with Zhen Wuchen to take over this army, and then go to take over Zhang Linghui's army! ”

When Zhao Shu said here. He walked out and walked towards Zhao He's camp.

"The minister is willing to belong!"

Zhao He hesitated slightly, all his relatives were in Yanjing City, and the army's grain and grass were also exhausted, so he had to surrender.

"Zhao He, call in the generals of your army, and the guards I brought in will take over!"

Zhao Shu glanced at Zhao He and knew that this person had to surrender as a last resort, at least not sincerely. is not as reliable as Zhen Wuchen, and he must adopt a different method.

Zhao He sighed slightly. The generals at all levels were summoned in, and the guards brought by Zhao Shu took over the generals at all levels. Holding them hostage and controlling the army, they began to take over Liu Shunren's army and kill the remnants of the Jurchens.

At this time, Guo Yaoshi's Chinese army camp, many troops have put on armor, picked up weapons, and guarded against the army, on the Chinese army's handsome tent, Guo Yaoshi is wearing armor, sitting on the handsome tent, with an indifferent face, I don't know what I am thinking, but the generals in the handsome tent are nervous, their faces are solemn, and they press the long sword on their waists fiercely.

Outside the barracks, Zhao Shu walked in slowly with two guards, and where he passed, the army slowly moved away, revealing a trace of shock and horror, they were formerly resentful troops, and they were begging troops composed of the lowest people, who had ever seen a prince, or such a bold prince.

For a while, everyone didn't dare to make a move, and they didn't know how to make a move, so Zhao Shu walked to the Chinese army camp in the midst of thousands of troops.

"Khooth!"

When Zhao Shu walked into the front of the tent, all the generals pulled out the long swords in their hands, but when they were halfway drawn, they didn't dare to pull it out anyway, Zhao Shu didn't show the slightest strength, but at this time, the unchanging demeanor of the thousand troops was enough to deter everyone.

"Pharmacist Guo, if you die, the army will stay!"

Zhao Shu stood on the big tent, looked at Guo Yaoshi who was sitting on the handsome chair, glanced at the many generals, and said coldly.

As soon as these words came out, Guo Yaoshi's face did not change, as if he had expected this result, and some of the generals around him changed their complexions greatly, some were slightly relieved, and some were filled with righteous indignation.

"What about my family?"

Pharmacist Guo looked at Zhao Shu, got up gently, and spoke slowly, his eyes revealing a hint of grayness, as if he had aged in an instant.

"Kill you alone!"

Pharmacist Guo looked at Zhao Shu, his eyes staring coldly, as if he wanted to see through Zhao Shu.

"That's it!"

Pharmacist Guo looked at Zhao Shu in front of him, sighed, and pulled out the long sword at his waist to kill himself.

Looking at Pharmacist Guo who was paralyzed on the handsome chair, Zhao Shu glanced at the generals: "Surrender or die!"

Hearing Zhao Shu's angry voice, the generals shouted: "Wait for the ministers to meet Your Highness!"

The voice in the tent came out, and for a time the mountains roared and the tsunami came, and countless people bowed down.

"Gather the army, and then head south into the forts!"

Zhao Shu roared angrily, preparing to build Wu Fort with these hundreds of thousands of Changsheng troops, disperse them into Wu Fort Fort, implement the most thorough Wu Fort system in Yizhou, Xiongzhou, and Bazhou, and completely lock up the Jurchens.

Only in this way can these hundreds of thousands of victorious troops be truly used for their own purposes and can be regarded as a real solution to the crisis.

"It's finally settled!"

Zhao Shu Yangtian sighed softly, looking further south in his eyes, Wanyan Zongwang's army had not yet been resolved, and Bianliang in the further south did not know what was happening.

"What, Yanjing has been taken away!" Zhao Shu said alone that he would surrender an army of 150,000. ”

Breaking through Renqiu, Wanyan Zongwang heard the bad news and roared angrily.

"Your Highness said alone that the army of 150,000 would be surrendered!"

Beishan Changru, who retreated to Xiongzhou City, looked overjoyed, and all the generals roared in unison to express the ecstasy in their hearts.

"King Wu said alone that he would surrender an army of 150,000!"

When the dozens of Qinwang troops on the side of the Yellow River who had just crossed the river heard the news, their faces changed in unison, and there were joy, shock, stunned, and sighs.

"Wu Wang Xiongcai also!"

Seed Master Dao looked at the stagnant army and sighed.

On the other side of the Yellow River, Zong Ze's army of more than 10,000 had just crossed the Yellow River, tightly biting the remaining 100,000 Zahu army of the Jurchens, constantly encroaching and digesting, and slowly increasing their strength.

On this large military camp of more than 10,000 people, a young man in a python robe looked at the letter in his hand and sighed softly: "Fifth brother is really eloquent!"

"Why should His Royal Highness be humble, with His Royal Highness's talent, he will not be weaker than His Royal Highness King Wu!"

Zong Ze said with a smile.

In the Bianliang Palace, Zhao Huan gently burned the letter in his hand into ashes, and sighed: "Yandi seems to be all in your hands!" (to be continued)