Jingdong East Road, Dengzhou government seat, Penglai, navy camp.

A galloping horse from the capital, Bianliang, sped like a whirlwind, trampling countless drifts of snow as it headed straight for the naval camp. The postman, braving the white mist, endured the cold north wind that lashed his face like a knife, but continued to gallop. The warm breath from his mouth melted the drifting snowflakes, which then condensed into a white mist on his brows. His dusty face was covered with a deep sense of fatigue.

"Who are you? What are you doing? Pull the reins and dismount! There's a camp ahead. If you go any further, you'll be shot."

The postman on horseback seemed exhausted, but he still summoned up his last bit of strength and shouted, "Urgent news, urgent news, urgent news from Bianliang, eight hundred miles away, His Majesty has an order for General Han, the commander of the Pinghai Navy."

When the soldiers guarding the gate heard that Bianliang was an urgent matter of 800 miles, their faces changed immediately. They hurried forward, one of them grabbed the reins of the horse, and the postman tilted and fell off the horse. Another person supported him quickly. The postman took the bamboo tube without hesitation. The soldier took the bamboo tube and hurried into the navy tent. The postman who delivered the letter was treated well by other people.

Han Shizhong had just returned from patrolling the coastal areas and had barely sat down when he heard a soldier delivering an urgent report from Bianliang City. With a look of suspicion on his face, he took out a bamboo tube, tore off the sealing wax, and pulled out a letter from it, which was stamped with the imperial seal.

Han Shizhong moved the lamp closer and stared at the contents of the letter intently. Then, he was so excited that he trembled, his face flushed red, and he jumped out of his seat and shouted excitedly: "Quick, go and get the lady."

Soon, a dashing female general strode briskly into the naval camp. Look at her, with golden hairpins adorning her temples, and phoenix shoes treading on the stirrups. Her chainmail, lined with red gauze, and her waist slung with an embroidered belt, was a natural beauty, like a crabapple blossom.

"My husband, why have I been summoned so hastily?"

"Madam, please take a seat and listen to my detailed explanation."

Han Shizhong handed the letter to Liang Hongyu: "The Liang family has a chance to redress their injustice. His Majesty has also written a poem for you."

Liang Hongyu took a look and saw that the letter clearly stated, "You two should complete your mission with all your heart and soul. When the crisis in Bianliang is resolved, I will personally celebrate your success and execute the treacherous minister Zhang Bangchang." At the end, there was a poem titled "To Liang Hongyu."

The five-foot spear is in the air and the dawn is shining on the parade ground.

The women of the Liang family have great ambitions. They don’t like red dresses but prefer weapons.

Liang Hongyu's eyes instantly filled with tears of excitement, and she knelt in the direction of Bianliang: "Your Majesty...I am deeply grateful."

Han Shizhong bent down and helped Liang Hongyu up, holding her in his arms, and comforted her softly: "Your husband will definitely help you achieve your wish."

After a long time, Liang Hongyu stood up and sat back in her chair, carefully studying His Majesty's task.

The mission was clear: mutual harm. If you, the Jin, attacked my Bianliang, I, the Song, would attack your Nanjing. You are powerful, strong, and remarkable; you can act openly and squarely. I am weak, but I am not a coward. I can be sneaky and launch surprise attacks.

"This... Your Majesty's idea is truly shocking. If this gets out, I'm afraid you'll be labeled as unkind and unjust."

Han Shizhong stroked his beard and nodded in agreement: "This letter must not be seen by any third person."

After a careful study, Liang Hongyu carefully cut out the poem "Presented to Liang Hongyu" at the bottom of the letter, and then placed the letter on a candle and burned it into a pile of ashes.

"Madam, do you think that Your Majesty's plan is feasible?"

Liang Hongyu's face flushed crimson, and she racked her brains for a long time before she said, "Your Majesty's plan is naturally excellent. It is my ignorance that I cannot fully understand it."

If Liang Hongyu knew that this idea came from Yuwen Xuzhong, she would definitely say bluntly, "What a scholar's words! The situation on the battlefield is ever-changing. How could you know that Wanyan Liang's arrogant personality can lay out a complete plan? How to divide the troops or how to avoid Wanyan Liang and head north? You don't even mention it. What a rubbish plan."

"What does the lady think we should do?"

Liang Hongyu pulled out a nautical chart, marked the fleet into four waves of different sizes, speeds, and speeds, drew four or five different routes, and then said, "This way, this way, this way..."

"Madam, this is a brilliant plan. That's why I always end up being cannon fodder."

"My lord, you are wrong. This mission cannot be accomplished without a brave and invincible general."

Han Shizhong chuckled and patted his chest loudly: "If we talk about bravery and invincibility, your husband is also the chosen one."

Liang Hongyu said coquettishly: "I can recite everything my husband said by heart."

[Unorthodox knowledge: It turns out that before joining the army, Han Shizhong's body was covered with scabies, which would ooze pus at any time. It was unsightly and uncomfortable. His family was afraid of being infected and did not dare to approach him. He sought good doctors everywhere, but his condition did not improve.

One day, on a scorching day, Han Shizhong went to bathe at the waterfall near the village. He heard the quacking of wild ducks, signaling approaching danger! He glanced around and saw a giant green-scaled python, about five meters long and as thick as a basin, suddenly swoosh out of the brush. The powerful creature swung its 200-pound tail, stirring up waves and emitting miasma, clearly interested in the delicious meal at hand.

Han Shizhong saw the python's ferocious attack, and cold sweat broke out on his back. He quickly dodged the attack and reached out to grab the python's vital point. The python, unable to bite, began to wrap around Han Shizhong's body. If a mortal were entangled, they would die in a moment. But Han Shizhong was no ordinary man. Naked, he wrestled with the python in the water. From a distance, it looked like a green light and a white light entangled.

An hour later, the villagers were amazed to see Han Shizhong, shirtless, dragging a massive snake home. After returning home, feeling a bit hungry, he placed the snake on a chopping board and, with a constant, snapping sound, cut it into dozens of pieces. He peeled the python's skin, added chopped green onions, five-spice powder, cilantro, and Sichuan peppercorns, and simmered it over a low heat. When the aroma permeated, he served it, devouring it for several meals. The snake meat was incredibly delicious.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, the scabies on Han Shizhong's body fell off, his muscles became white and smooth, and he turned into a handsome man. Because the only one in the mountains who could defeat the giant python was the black tiger, Han Shizhong was praised by others as having the appearance of the black tiger.

If Zhao Huan saw this scene, he would definitely complain: "Yuwen Xuzhong really understands Han Shizhong and Liang Hongyu. One is brave and invincible, and the other is resourceful."

Han Shizhong is simply a replica of Sha Monk in Journey to the West, a man who can only say: "Big Brother, Master has been captured by monsters! Second Brother, Master has been captured by monsters! Big Brother, Second Brother has been captured by monsters! Big Brother, Second Brother and Master have all been captured by monsters!"

The other would only say: "What do you think, Madam? Madam, this is a brilliant idea! Madam, you are great! Madam, help me!"