War is cruel and serious.
But in the current situation, the Song-Jin War was treated like a joke by Zhu Xiaosun's Zhu family army.
It roared in and roared away. Nothing remained except Wanyan Zongmou's helpless and furious shouts.
In this situation, can we still attack Bianliang City properly? War is not a simple comparison of combat power. Some troops are really cheap, like troublemakers.
Wanyan Zongmou returned to the military camp angrily, dismounted, and became even angrier. The central military tent was burned down by Zhu Xiaosun. Not only that, his favorite, Yelu Guyu, was also missing.
Glancing at the intact tents around him, he couldn't suppress his anger. "They're coming for me, Wanyan Zongwang, right? Who the hell are these bastards?"
"Pharmacist Guo, yes, ask Pharmacist Guo!"
"Grand Marshal, Pharmacist Guo has led his troops to Moutuogang and has not returned yet?" The messenger beside him answered in a low voice.
"I'm so pissed off!" Wanyan Zongwang slapped his head and ordered the messenger, "Send someone to check. What's going on? It's been an entire night and no one has sent back a single message. What's going on with Pharmacist Guo? He doesn't understand the rules at all."
Guo Yaoshi was also feeling very sad. How come Song Chao seemed like a completely different person, so brave and heroic?
Pharmacist Guo was dizzy from the bad news that came one after another.
"This used to be a plain, didn't it? Why is it now hilly? With all these crisscrossing trenches, are you trying to use the world as a chessboard?"
"Gunpowder, tung oil, and saltpeter are free, right? They're everywhere. If you're not careful, boom, shalashaka!"
"Commander Guo, what should we do now? It's already daybreak, and we can't advance. There are traps and ambushes everywhere. Our brothers have already suffered heavy losses. If this continues, I'm afraid our brothers..."
The deputy commander's words were euphemistic, but Pharmacist Guo understood them perfectly: "After all, they're not my soldiers. If they disobey me, it's fine in battle, but once they encounter setbacks, they look at me, their commander, like an idiot. They're living under someone else's roof!"
"What else can I do? I have to keep charging forward. I have signed a military order. I don't want to be hung on the flagpole by the Grand Marshal when I return."
Outside the city of Bianliang, the war continued.
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Bian Jing Palace, deep underground in Jiying Hall.
Lying on a thick fur mat, Zhao Huan slowly opened his eyes. Everything around him was pitch black, and his body felt as if it had been ravaged a hundred times, causing unbearable pain.
After a long time, Zhao Huan gradually recalled what happened before. Jin Wushu suddenly appeared in the Bian Jing Palace through an underground passage. He had no choice but to choose a strategy of destroying himself and the enemy together.
Blow up the Jiying Palace and leave your life to God.
There are three survival passages in the Bianjing Palace. This was told to Zhao Huan by his cheap father before he set out for Luoyang.
There is no need to think about it. This kind of thing was done during the reign of Song Huizong. The emperors before Song Huizong were more capable than the other and would not do such a despicable thing.
Zhao Huan felt his body and found the tinderbox was still there.
When the lid was removed, a faint spark suddenly appeared in the darkness. With a gentle blow, a small flame suddenly rose from the fire starter.
Are you curious about the fire stick? Go check out the Easter egg chapter later, where you'll find a perfect restoration of the fire stick.
Zhao Huan looked around with the fire starter in his hand and found torches hanging on the wall, which provided a lot of convenience.
The brightness of the torch was much brighter than that of the fire starter. Zhao Huan looked up and saw a slope with an inclination of about 45 degrees extending from the darkness above to the mat at the bottom.
The ramp was also covered with a thick mat. Zhao Huan tried it with his hand and found that it was fixed to the ground with ropes.
"What a lavish act! So much animal fur, what a sin of killing it must have been."
Climbing up from here is a fantasy, and no survival passage designer would do such a stupid thing. Zhao Huan took a torch and explored in another direction.
After crossing the pit at the bottom and passing through a corridor about ten meters long, the front suddenly opens up. What comes into view is a square space, about twenty meters high. It is covered with bluestone bricks on the top, bottom, left and right. It is clearly a stone house.
Inside the room are stone nests, stone stoves, stone bowls, stone basins, stone beds, and stone benches. A stone tablet in the middle is engraved with the words "Flower-Fruit Mountain, blessed land, Water Curtain Cave, heavenly paradise."
Zhao Huan read it carefully three times to make sure his eyes were not blurry, and couldn't help but read it out loud. This passage was very familiar, but it was really unbelievable to see it here.
"The blessed land of Huaguo Mountain, the heaven of Water Curtain Cave." Could it be that Zhao Ji was also a time traveler? Or a time traveler who loved Journey to the West? This is too fucking ridiculous.
And this character is in the Slender Gold style, it's really, bullshit.
Zhao Huan did not look at the neatly stacked grains in the corner, nor did he look at the antiques and calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. Instead, he searched carefully in the stone house, fearing that he would discover another poem about the Water Curtain Cave.
For example, this.
There is a place to hide when it is windy and a place to stay when it rains.
No fear of frost or snow, no thunder ever heard.
The mist and clouds are always shining, and auspiciousness is always in the air.
Pines and bamboos flourish every year, and exotic flowers bloom every day.
No other abnormalities were found, and Zhao Huan was actually worrying too much. In fact, the sayings of the blessed land of Huaguo Mountain and the Water Curtain Cave were already recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.
Song Huizong Zhao Ji respected Taoism. The blessed places listed in Taoist books were mostly dominated by earth immortals and immortals. It was normal to have such an inscription. It was Zhao Huan who made a fuss.
The more ignorant a person is, the more likely he is to make a fuss.
The water in the big tank is full and the table is spotless. It can be seen that someone maintains this place regularly.
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