Even Zhao Jiu and Lu Yihao were stunned for a moment and had no time to sit down on the chairs in front of the hall door.

"Everyone."

After a while, it was Emperor Zhao himself who broke the silence. He sat on the chair in the middle of the hall, expressionless, and pointed at Han Shizhong, then looked around. "Now do you know why Han Liangchen is the leader of the world and my backbone?!"

Han Shizhong was not polite when he heard this. He stood up straight, holding the jade belt in front of the throne, and turned back to look at the generals in front of the hall.

There was a sudden uproar in the slightly dim courtyard... This was not only because Han Shizhong was so imposing, but more importantly, Prince Han's words and Emperor Zhao's words had clearly stated their attitudes and directly made the most important and fatal decision of this pre-war military meeting.

That means sending out troops as before!

At almost the same time, in the Jin army's central camp on the other side of the river, due to military system issues, the number of Meng'an participating in the military discussion far exceeded the commanders of the Song army on the other side of the Taiping River, so the scene was more grand, but inevitably a little dragged out. After waiting for a long time, they gathered in the open space with the help of dense torches, and then fell silent as the surrounding armored soldiers clasped their armors in unison.

The situation was stable, and Balisu prepared to climb onto a temporary wooden platform to preside over the military meeting.

It is said that before he took the post of marshal, Balisu had been resentful of the long-standing use of people in Yanjing and some arrangements that were designed to guard against him. After he took the post of marshal, he had been releasing his resentment intentionally or unintentionally, while striving for authority, suppressing the direct lineages of the ruling princes, and striving to make himself worthy of the title of marshal.

During the previous months of war, several young men who were raised under Taizu Aguda proved that these so-called central lineages were not as good as these veterans of the two routes. At the same time, the situation was getting worse, and they needed the strong support of veterans like Balisu. Therefore, not to mention the rear, at least on the front line, Wuzhu was more and more respectful of Balisu in terms of ceremony, and Balisu's authority was also increasing.

But in this great battle, the first person to jump onto the stage was Wei Wang Wushu. As for Balisu, although he was shocked, he remained silent in the dim light and was not in a hurry to go on stage.

"Everyone calm down, I am Wushu, the King of Wei, and I have something to say!"

In the drizzle and under the light of torches, as Wuzhu loudly announced on the stage, the sound of clapping armor stopped immediately, and for a moment, only Wuzhu's voice was heard around.

"Why did I call you here so early? Because it's raining again, and some people are hoping for the best, thinking that the Song army might not come today... Then I naturally have to tell you early that this battle is inevitable! Even if the Song army doesn't come today, it's their choice. Can we prepare for it as if they don't come?!"

"Besides, no one in this world knows the Emperor Zhao better than me. If you want me to believe that he won't come, I can't convince myself... I can't convince myself! So today, he will definitely come! And he will bring his Jinwu banner and his hundreds of thousands of troops!"

"You all must follow the previous arrangements today, obey Marshal Balisu's command, and prepare for battle early! Don't be careless at all! Do you understand?!"

At the end of the conversation, Wuzhu shouted loudly, and the people below fell silent for a moment. A few people wanted to join in the discussion, but their voices were only answered twice before being extinguished by the drizzling rain.

At this time, although it was still drizzling, the sun behind the clouds had gradually appeared. In the slightly brighter field of vision, Wanyan Balisu finally stepped onto the platform with a gloomy face. He glanced at the dark crowd in front of him, and his words were surprisingly calm compared to Wushu:

"The war arrangements have been made clear, so I won't go into details. Besides, we have all fought countless battles, so we all understand some things... Hundreds of thousands of people are mixed together, and spread out over dozens of miles. Once the war starts, it will be a mess. No one can command properly, and no one can take care of everything. We can't do that, and neither can the Song army. At that time, we will fight on our own, and the battles will break out layer by layer..."

"If you must point out the key points, in my opinion, it is nothing more than everyone following the arrangements before the war, strictly obeying military orders, and then helping each other as much as possible..."

"Don't count on these reinforcements. The last troops in the camp are used to decide the outcome. When to attack will depend on the overall situation. We can't withdraw anything to save you just for the survival of a Wanhu or a Meng'an! Life is life, death is death! You have to rely on yourself!"

Sure enough, by the end of the conversation, both on and off the stage, things gradually became serious...some things can't be avoided.

"Third, after crossing the river, unless there are other direct military orders from the commander-in-chief, all troops should immediately launch an attack. There must be no delay or avoidance..."

The sky was slightly bright and drizzling, many people's hair was slightly wet. In Huolu County, the Song army also began to emphasize the relevant military discipline of this battle in the name of the imperial edict. The drafter of this battlefield military order was of course Wu Jie, but the reader was not Shao Chengzhang, the chief of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but Lu Yihao, the prime minister and the commander-in-chief. His words were equally calm and serious, and the effect was equally outstanding.

"Fourth, no unit may request reinforcements or retreat without reason in the name of casualties, but the superior unit should automatically rescue the inferior unit."

"Fifth, if there are those who violate the above provisions and waver in battle, or even miss the opportunity to fight, from the commander-in-chief to the commanders, they should take the initiative to enforce strict military discipline and not tolerate it... If there are those who escape across the river without being seriously injured, no matter how many people there are or what the reason is, they will all be executed without fail!"

After reading this, Lu Yihao, who was sitting in his seat, put away the imperial edict, and also glanced at the generals in front of him, and asked coldly: "Did you hear it clearly? If not, I will tell you something simple... That is, once the war starts, no one can care about you, and this war is so grand and chaotic that any unit may be wiped out. Because even if any unit is wiped out, as long as we are the winner in the end, the remaining troops will be enough to sweep Hebei and destroy the Jin Kingdom. And those who dare to flee or disperse in this war will only be more embarrassed than dying... So, I will learn from the words of the emperor's arrangement the night before and ask again, who has any comments? If you don't have any opinions at this time, you are not allowed to turn back."

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