Guangyuan City, the sunset is like blood.

The battle on top of the city has ended.

Hundreds of corpses lay scattered on the top of the city. Most of the corpses were broken. They were the unlucky ones who were hit by the stones thrown by the trebuchet.

Yang's broken flag was pulled down and thrown off the top of the city.

The soldiers and horses below the city suddenly cheered.

The soldiers on the watchtower screamed and stepped on the ladder and climbed over.

Guangyuan City is over!

The soldiers guarding the city scattered and fled.

"Failed! Defeated!"

They screamed and rolled and crawled away from the city.

More people knelt down and asked to surrender.

Nong Kexiang waved his long sword and looked at the Yang family soldiers kneeling in front of him.

His eyes suddenly turned red.

"Father, my son is back!" He whispered in his heart.

As Nong Zhigao's only surviving son.

Nong Kexiang was anxious all the time and did not want to return to Guangyuan.

Now he is finally back.

Use your own knife to kill him!

Outside the city, Nong Zhihui and Nong Shengde watched the resistance on the top of the city gradually dissipate. They all looked at each other with red eyes.

came back!

They are finally back!

Now, it's revenge time!

The Yang family must be driven out!

Of course, before that, there is still one thing to do - send someone immediately to inform Zhang Jinglue in Beiji of the good news.

…

Tonight, the night is dark, the moon is dim, only the starlight shines on the earth, everything is hazy.

Before dawn, noise began to appear in the Jiaozhi camp.

Then, one bonfire after another was lit.

Iron pots and clay pots were placed on the fire.

The meat of cattle, donkeys, mules and other livestock slaughtered during the day is thrown into the pot.

The soldiers devoured the food and feasted happily.

Even young peasants can get a bowl of hot broth.

The stronger ones are more likely to be able to eat a bone or some water.

Everyone is busy eating and drinking.

Li Changjie stood on the mountain with his bloodshot eyes, looking into the distance in the night at the Song Army's camps.

He knew it when he moved here.

The Song Army must know.

However, it took time for the Song Army to discover and become aware of it.

Then, it still takes time for the order to be issued to each battalion.

He and his troops were squeezed into a small area of ​​six or seven miles by the Song army.

In order to besiege him, the Song army adopted the method of encircling him on all sides and controlling the passes.

Therefore, the orders from the commander-in-chief of the Song Army must be transmitted to all camps in an urgent manner.

Even if it is passed by a fast horse, it will take half an hour or even more.

The Song army was in a hurry, but it still took time to organize its troops, put on armor, and get into formation.

These times are his opportunities.

And now, it is before dawn, when people are most sleepy, tired and weak.

Be prepared to fight the unprepared.

No matter what, Song Jun can be caught off guard.

"Brother, when I lead the army to break through and fight the Northern Army, you should seize the opportunity and go south immediately!" Li Changjie warned Li Changxian for the last time.

Li Changxian shed tears and said: "Promise! I will obey the orders of the general!"

He knew very well that he might never see his brother again in this life.

"Go back to Shenglong Palace and tell the emperor to hold the Fuliang River and the Northern Army will retreat!" Li Changjie said solemnly.

"kindness!"

"Go!" Li Changjie stroked the long sword in his hand.

This sword has followed him for more than thirty years.

He once held this sword and captured the king of Champa on the battlefield.

He also took it with him into the royal capital of Champa.

He even used it to invade Yongzhou in the Northern Dynasties.

Hundreds of millions of people trembled before him and the sword in his hand.

And now, he will hold this sword and embark on the battlefield of the final battle.

die on the battlefield!

This is the glory of the warrior!

…

Zhang Dun didn't sleep tonight.

He vaguely felt that something would definitely happen tonight?

Therefore, he spent the whole night in the commander's tent of the Chinese army, reading the booklet given to him by the officials when his Majesty made his speech.

Looking at the brochure, the post-war aftermath regulations.

These regulations can be summed up as follows: control the north of the Yangtze River, control the country with every stroke, check and balance each other, and control the big and small!

Typical, yet different, Zhao Guanjia’s thinking.

It seems that Lu Jiawen also has a mission.

An economic mission.

It seems to be related to Gao Zunhui.

"Sugar cane?" Zhang Dun thought.

He hasn’t seen sugar cane yet!

But he knew that in places such as Changzhou, Mingzhou, and Suzhou in the southeast, people would grow sugar cane and then use the sugar cane to make brown sugar.

Brown sugar was transported to Bianjing and became a necessity for various summer drinks and various winter snacks in Bianjing.

In addition, some people use sugar for seasoning, roasting and stewing meat.

Su Zizhan cooked Dongpo Pork with sugar. Nowadays, this dish has become famous all over the world and has even appeared in reports of "Bianjing News" many times.

Zhang Dun remembered that in December last year, Bianjing Xinbao published a special article on Dongpo pork, braised pork and other pork cooking methods.

After he went south, he also ate Dengzhou fish and meat cooked by Wang Anshi at his favored minister Wang Anshi.

That dish is Su Shi's latest invention.

Therefore, Su Zizhan's reputation among scholars gradually became closer to that of a cook.

Originally, this was supposed to be a bad reputation.

All the scholar-bureaucrats in the world will avoid him for fear of not being able to catch him.

Just like in the old years, there was a censor who proposed to use Luojiang dogs to keep vigil in the palace, and then he was called the "dog censor", and his reputation became bad from then on!

However, there was a legend in the palace that after the officials heard about this incident, they were said to be very happy and said to the people around them: I heard that King Zhao Han (Zhao Pu) once said: Managing a big country is like cooking small dishes! Now Su Shi has entered the kitchen with Taoism.

In due course, he will become a famous minister!

All the officials came out to endorse it.
To be continued...