If the Tang Empire won, it would say to its opponents: "You damn well behave yourself in the future, or be careful that I wipe out your entire clan. Pay tribute obediently every year!"
<...Anyone with eyes can see what the emperor means.
The emperor intended to promote Li Chongguang.
Li Chongguang and Xie Qian were of the same caliber. Compared to Li Chongguang's greed for credit and ruthlessness, Xie Qian's character was much better, but he was not suitable for managing the old Liaodong territory.
What Zhao Huan needs now is someone who can resolve conflicts with swords.
When a conflict is too complex, there's no need to think; just kill people, take a bunch of heads first, and then talk.
A few days later, Wanyan Chamu's army was getting closer and closer to Shenzhou when exciting news came from the front: the Song army had abandoned the city and fled.
Wanyan Chamu's confidant reminded him: "This could be a conspiracy by the Song dogs. In the military strategy of the Han people, this is called retreating to advance, and running away is the best policy. Pang Juan in the Warring States period was crippled by Sun Bin in this way."
Wanyan Chamu immediately chopped up this gossipy confidant.
Damn it!
Why do you have to hinder my efforts to achieve great things? There are so many things you could do!
Wanyan Chamu shouted at her generals, "Why is the dog emperor running away? It means the Song dogs are really short of food!"
The generals shouted in unison, "Long live the King! Long live the King!"
"Your Majesty, that dog emperor must be in a sorry state right now. We should immediately pursue and kill that Song dog and finish him off in one fell swoop!"
"At that time, Your Majesty will be remembered for eternity, your name etched in history!"
"Head south straight to Tokyo!"
"Your Majesty's achievements far surpass those of the founding emperor!"
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The more they talked, the more excited they became. Wanyan Chamu felt as if she were floating on air, as if she were standing at the pinnacle of humanity, with the magnificent land before her completely under her control.
Without further ado, Wanyan Chamu declared with boundless pride, "All generals, listen to my command! The entire army shall march out and join me in hunting down this dog emperor! Whoever captures this dog emperor shall be granted the title of king!"
From a high altitude, one can see a group of people moving across a wide plain.
This was the last elite force of the Jin army. They ran together, unleashing a terrifying force.
One of his generals suggested, "Your Majesty, Shenzhou is already an empty city. Why not occupy Shenzhou first?"
"Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles. The mere city of Shenzhou is already in our grasp. Right now, the most important thing is the head of that dog emperor!"
If someone could fly up and look down, they would find that the "escaping" Song army had stopped.
The originally highly concentrated Song army quickly spread out to both sides, as if a pair of wings had grown from the middle.
Soon, a very large arc of encirclement was formed.
This seemingly simple formation change, in ancient times when communication relied mainly on shouting, placed extremely high demands on the commander.
An army that has not undergone rigorous training would find it difficult to complete these changes so quickly.
Furthermore, it is extremely difficult for the left and right wings to coordinate with each other at the agreed time when they cannot communicate and do not know the other's situation.
This indeed demonstrates that Yue Fei on the left wing and Zhong Shizhong on the right wing were both exceptional military talents rarely seen in the Song Dynasty.
Zhao Huan sat on the imperial carriage, wearing golden armor, with the emperor's sword at his waist, and holding a long-range dagger in his right hand, intently looking ahead.
Although I couldn't hear any sound, I could see a blurry black line appearing on the horizon ahead.
At this moment, the sun was hanging in the western sky, and half of the sky had turned blue.
It was as if Hades's blue cloak had enveloped the sky.
A cool breeze swept in from afar, causing Zhao Huan's red cloak to flutter in the sunlight.
Zhao Huan remained calm and smiled at Tang Ke on his left, saying, "You've come at the perfect time. Otherwise, I would have had to send people everywhere to hunt them down. That would have been exhausting, wouldn't it, Tang Qing?"
Tang Ke said with a forced smile, "Your Majesty is absolutely right. These mere barbarians are like eggs hitting a rock!"
Zhao Huan's smile deepened, and he said with great confidence, "Tomorrow, this newly sprouted grassland will turn red, and I will build a Jingguan here. The Song army will drink on the city wall of Shangjing, and I will hang the heads of all the barbarian bandit leaders at the city gate, so that the world can see the consequences of being an enemy of my Song Dynasty."
His voice wasn't loud, and he even had a faint smile on his face as he spoke, like a neighborly uncle chatting about everyday things, the smile on his lips looking so sincere.
Tang Ke, standing to the side, quickly said, "Long live Your Majesty! Long live the Great Song Dynasty!"
Just as Tang Ke was flattering him, the sound of Jin army cavalry could be heard.
The Jin cavalry were very close together, holding round shields and sharp scimitars, riding their horses at breakneck speed.
Like a collapsing mountain torrent and tsunami, even the ground trembled.
It's clear that Wanyan Chamu is ecstatic.
The first hundred cannons in the Song army camp were neatly arranged in the front row.
Marquis Han Shizhong drew his long sword and waved it, saying, "Pass down the order: the artillerymen are free to fire."
Thus, the artillerymen, who had undergone countless training sessions, worked together in groups of two or three.
One person aims at the telescope on the cannon, while simultaneously checking the reference angle ahead and adjusting the direction of the cannon muzzle.
One person quickly loaded ammunition, while the other lit the fuse.
Boom boom boom...
The deafening roar of cannons echoed across the plains.
At this moment, the void was heated by friction.
One hundred cannonballs simultaneously struck the Jin army that was charging towards them, instantly knocking down a large number of the Jin soldiers at the front.
In some cases, the horse's head was hit, causing it to explode and fall to the ground, resulting in the people on board falling and dying.
Some of them hit the head, instantly bursting open like a watermelon, splattering red and white everywhere.
It was as if some blood-red waves suddenly appeared in a flood.
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