Not only the Han officials, but all the surrounding officials came to their senses.

In other words, they all pretended to wake up and said that the commander who stayed behind was wise and could see through the Song army's strengths and weaknesses at a glance. They thought that this battle had probably been prepared for a long time, and it was just a routine rotation battle like in previous years.

What's more, some people directly said that in previous years, the Song army had attacked with all their strength, but they could not shake Hezhong Prefecture in the slightest. It can be seen that even if the Song army really came to fight in full force this time, they could only leave in disgrace... What's so unparalleled in the world, what's the backbone of the army, are just self-boasting.

"You can't say that." Hearing this, Wen Dunsizhong had some self-knowledge, and he became solemn, waving his hand on the Guanque Tower. "Han Shizhong must be a famous general in the world, otherwise how could there be such a wonderful past? But since Yaoshan, he has been the Shaobao, the prince, the governor of three towns, and married his daughters to the Zhao Song government. He has long been rich and powerful... I'm afraid he has lost his ambition, and he has been fighting blindly in recent years. As for Li Yanxian, even if he knew how to fight in the past, he has been sitting in Shanzhou for eight years. How can he still fight? He is indeed a waste... Otherwise, how come Han Shizhong has started to cross the river, and he is in Pinglu, without even a river between them, but there is no trace of him? He has never been so slow in previous years."

Everyone nodded in agreement, praising the governor for his military and literary talents, and said that he would become the prime minister sooner or later and surpass the villain brothers Wulinda Zanmo.

Wen Dunsizhong became even more delighted when he heard this, but he was still a man who had survived the Aguda era. Seeing that the Song army in Puzhou was gradually getting ready, and even Han Shizhong's "Unrivaled in the World" banner appeared in the field of vision on the other side of the river, he knew that the other side was about to cross the river, so he became serious again. He pointed out four Meng'an among his 10,000 defenders, and divided them into chief, deputy, left and right, and ordered the four generals to be on high alert. When the vanguard of the Song army crossed the river and landed, he would send out cavalry to attack the Song army before it had a firm foothold, so as to dampen their morale.

Then, he led the civil and military officials of Hedong City back to the extremely strong Hedong City, the capital of Hezhong Prefecture, and prepared to hold out and wait for help as before.

His messenger, as usual, spied the situation on the other side of the strait this morning and hurried eastward.

Without going into how Wen Dun Sizhong saw through the truth, let's just say that on the west bank of the Yellow River, under the unrivaled banner, Han Shizhong dismounted and sat upright, but he did not put on armor, nor did he look for his bow to defeat the enemy. Instead, he had someone set up a table, spread out paper and pen, and prepared to compose a poem to show his loyalty and to help him enjoy himself.

You know what, Prince Han, who had read a little in recent years, was actually inspired to write poetry as soon as he picked up his pen and wrote a line of words directly on the paper.

The lieutenant colonel Wang Shixiong who was close to him saw it clearly: You have fought in hundreds of battles in the yellow sands, and the red land has encountered many difficulties.

I couldn't help but marvel in amazement and secretly applaud.

Not only Wang Shixiong, but also some other military staff and subordinates who knew a little bit about the business were also surprised after taking a peek... These two lines of poetry are so fitting. Marshal Han is indeed a natural cultured person like Marshal Yue!

However, the inspiration for the poem came and went quickly. Marshal Han, who had only studied for three years, hurriedly wrote a line and didn't know how to continue. He was so anxious that he scratched his head.

The other subordinates were so anxious that they were speechless.

The two deputy governors, Wang Sheng and Jie Yuan, had dealt with the river crossing matters and came to report. When they saw this scene, they looked at each other and wished they could go up and snatch each other's paper and pen, but they knew they were not as strong as the other party and were afraid they could not take it, so they could only sigh and stand in silence.

At this awkward moment, a cloud of dust came along the river in the distance. It turned out to be several knights escorting a knight in special attire, galloping over, without any regard for colliding with the procession of Prince Yan'an. There was also the sound of bells in the distance... Han Shizhong and the surrounding left army of the Imperial Camp knew that this was another urgent letter from Emperor Zhao, and they were almost relieved at the same time, and went forward with Prince Han to greet the envoy.

However, the messenger who came forward did not bring an official order, but only a private letter from the emperor to be delivered to Prince Han.

Although it was a private letter, it was sent via military stations along the Yellow River using the highest level of delivery method... The journey was six hundred miles, with twenty horses and twenty knights, and it took two nights, a day and a half to deliver.

It seems that this private message is much more serious than an ordinary decree, and it is not appropriate for others to watch.

So, without waiting for Han Shizhong to say anything, Wang Sheng, Jie Yuan and many of his personal guards retreated on their own initiative, leaving a space of dozens of steps. Han Liangchen himself also hurried back to the table, cut open the envelope with a knife and looked at it carefully.

It didn't matter that I took a look, but I found that Emperor Zhao had actually sent a poem.

As the saying goes:

I looked at my sword by lamplight while drunk and dreamed of blowing the horn in the camp.

The roasted meat is distributed to the subordinates over a distance of eight hundred miles, fifty strings play the music from beyond the frontier, and the soldiers are inspected in the autumn battlefield.

The horse is as fast as Lu, and the bow is as loud as thunder.

To complete the king's affairs and win fame in life and after death.

Poor white hair!

Han Shizhong stared blankly for a while, opened his mouth to speak, but didn't know where to start. He just felt a sudden heat in his heart and body.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the Hedong Grand Marshal was stunned to find that there were words underneath the poem "Pozhenzi". Upon closer inspection, they were clear and concise:

This "Poetry of Breaking the Array" was written by Han Liangchen, Prince of Yan'an, in the autumn of the ninth year of Jianyan. It was placed in a secret box and sent to Fenghuang Mountain in Hangzhou. I was touched by his sentiments, so I decided not to hesitate any longer. At the end of the three-year period, I would immediately launch the Northern Expedition.

Han Liangchen joined the army when he was young and was the bravest among the three armies. Since the Jing Kang period, he has been by my side and was the most loyal and brave person in the world.

After the Battle of Yaoshan, the whole country was in chaos, and everyone was slack. Some famous generals were complacent and perfunctory in military affairs; some generals were afraid of the current situation and lived in leisure; some powerful officials wanted to retreat and seek safety, and played with words. Only Han Liangchen, although he was the prince of a county, the official of the lowest guard, and the governor of three towns, the first rank of military officials, and the wealth and honor of the heaven, still thought about the Northern Expedition and never slacked off for a moment, sharpening his sword every day, waiting for the right time.

You are worthy of my courage and perseverance which have lasted for ten years.

Han Shizhong read it silently and paused for a long time before he carefully put the paper into the gap of the jade belt around his waist. Then he sat upright behind the desk, and his eyes shot out like lightning, sweeping across the generals, scaring them all.

Then, the Marshal of Hedong pointed at people behind the desk and said, "Huyan Tong, you will be the vanguard... The enemy will surely ambush you with elite cavalry on the other side of the river, hoping to catch you before you gain a firm foothold. You should bring more spears and powerful crossbows, but try not to show them first. Do you understand what I mean? Jie Yuan will lead the detachment to the rear and make sure to teach the Jin army a lesson. Cheng Min will lead the three troops, and Wang Sheng will lead the main force with my big banner to follow up!"

The generals were dazed and quickly agreed.

The next moment, Han Shizhong's eyes widened, and he stared at a person not far away: "Wang Shixiong, take my armor, and you and Cheng Min will attack together! Let's see how the Jin people can stop us!"

All the generals were startled at the same time, and finally came to their senses.

PS: Thanks to Mr. An and Yunzhuzhige for their support.

Continue to wish everyone a happy new year.