Han Qi stood up and took two steps, very dissatisfied.

"Drink tea."

Han Qi sat down again, let out a sip and drank a cup of tea in one breath.

Zheng Lang was both angry and funny. Han Qi stayed in the northwest for a long time and became more and more military, and his actions were very vulgar. He said calmly: "Brother Zhigui, the dispute between our dynasty and the Western Xia was the beginning. The country faced the hasty battle and the treasury was empty, so it was possible to reconcile. But will it calm down in the future? There are many opportunities."

"Why do we need to rest? We should rest and rest, and the Xia Kou will also rest. This is a pain. Although the people are under pressure, if they survive and the Western Xia will perish, then our court will be able to do it once and for all."

This is another saying.

Zheng Lang also thought that it was not now. He had to wait until the Khitan fought with Xixia. If it was implemented properly, would there be a chance to destroy Xixia? However, when he thought about the face of the ministers in the court, he immediately sent a message.

I wonder if Fu Bi would say something like in history: "This is still possible. If you want to accept the word "offer", it is like the heaven cannot be promoted. The envoy can break the head, and he will never dare to make promises."

He seemed strong, but in fact he felt very sad inside. Because Fu Bi knew that once the Khitans crossed him, what kind of people would be facing? Will Lu Yijian and Yan Shu persist? But at this time Fu Bi did not think too deeply. Not only Lu Yijian and Yan Shu, but will Fan Zhongyan persist? Will Pang Ji persist?

This is not only a mistake by Lu Yijian, but also a mistake by the family rules of the ancestors of the Song Dynasty.

Look, how many hatreds and hatreds arise during a Northwest battle... all of them think they are Dou E. Will these hatreds start to arise?

It's dizzy to think about it.

I will never participate.

The one who did something wrong and called the legendary Bao Qingtian instead of the real version of Bao Zheng to come over to break the case, and it was impossible to understand Qinghong.

He said vaguely: "Don't worry about the future in advance. Fight the current battle step by step."

That's right, this time, Yuan Hao will come here in person. The 100,000 elite soldiers are far from being compared with the two battles last year.

Han Qi calmed down again and discussed with Zheng Lang. Some Zheng Lang said it, while others did not dare to say it.

The blind man didn't know that he was plotted by Zheng Lang and really sent out three thousand elite soldiers. All of them were warriors in his tribe, but they just neglected discipline and became a flaw in the beauty.

Zheng Lang quickly organized them, and when he left, the scout also returned to Weizhou to report that more and more Xixia troops gathered in Tiandu Mountain. Cui Xian bid farewell to Zheng Langyiyi at home. Jiang Xing'er held a peace talisman and said, "This is what I asked for from Kongtong Mountain."

Huan'er blinked her big eyes and said, "Officials do not believe in Buddhism."

"Huan'er, don't talk nonsense. What officials believe in is the true Buddha, not the false Buddha." Si'er said seriously.

"What are you talking about? This is the peace talisman I asked for from the Taoist temple."

Cui Xian was amused when she watched them argue, and her husband not only did not believe in Buddhism, but also believed in Taoism. He just did not oppose the two teachings of Buddhism and Taoism. What he did was also corrected, not to destroy Buddha or Taoism, which caused all kinds of misunderstandings from outsiders, which were all wrong. Unexpectedly, his family also had misunderstandings. However, he looked at Zheng Lang and said, "Officials, you must be careful."

"What are you afraid of when Zhigui walks with me?"

"Different, he won't treat his family like an official..."

"Don't let him hear it," Zheng Lang said, pointing to Han Qi who was waiting for him to set off outside the yard.

"I know, he is a stingy..." After saying that, Cui Xian covered her mouth and had fun. So her husband dealt with Fan Zhongyan, went straight to each other, and dealed with Han Qi, and was always curved and cautious. He didn't know which one he would harm again after the war in the Northwest.

Who will harm you? Fan Zhongyan!

That can be thought of?

Just as he was about to set off, a cavalry rushed to the Zheng family. The soldiers turned over from the horse and reported panting: "My grandpa, Yang Jiujin took the 800 Jurchen cavalry to the northwest."

"Where is it?" Zheng Lang asked happily.

Han Qi also felt energetic. Zheng Lang's group of Jurchens were very useful and they used them to charge in the battle every time. Unfortunately, after several battles last year, half of the troops were lost. After the battle in Agan City, the remaining less than 400 people could not exert their power. Now there are 800 people, which is more than last year, and it will be a powerful team.

"It's coming quickly, I guess I'll be able to come to Weizhou in three or four days."

"Okay." Zheng Lang simply stayed in Weizhou and did not leave, waiting for them to come. He was waiting, and Yuan Hao was waiting. When the five Jiashan tribes arrived, these five would provide him with more than 2,000 elite soldiers.

Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and Yang Jiujin led 800 cavalry to arrive quickly.

Zheng Lang called Zhao Bao, Zhao Zhong and Zhao Sheng in advance, and there were hundreds of thousands of Jurchens, but they were scattered everywhere. Although they received letters from Zheng Lang, it was not easy to win over. They also took some Jurchens' families and spent a lot of time and money. Fortunately, Wang Zhaoming was still in Japan and was constantly promoted, so he thanked Zheng Lang for his strong cooperation. Even so, he only caged seven or eight hundred people, and scattered with the original, squeezed out eight hundred soldiers and family members from the north, and returned to the Song Dynasty by boat and landed directly in Mizhou. Otherwise, he would not have caught up with this battle.

This caused a disadvantage, because of the haste, there was not much time to train and fight together, and the lack of cooperation. Zheng Lang could only gather Zhao Bao and Zhao Zhong, nearly 400 Jurchen soldiers, and then disperse them again and organize them.

After a glance, more than a thousand people were in high spirits.

I heard a lot of rumors along the way, and I also saw the family members who had bought back with a lot of money in the Song Dynasty. It turned out that they knew what kind of treatment they would be treated as slave prisoners of war. They did not expect to have such a fate, and they were overjoyed.

As for the soldiers who have already died, who will ask? They are not their brothers and relatives, so please don’t care.

The original soldiers cheered happily when they heard that their family was sent to the capital, and the Emperor of the Song Dynasty ordered them to be treated well.

Zheng Lang smiled. It was impossible, otherwise he would be willing to empty the entire Northeast Jurchens. That would be the big trouble for the Song Dynasty in the future. He also knew that this idea was unrealistic. There were no Jurchens, and there were also Mongolians. One was more fierce than the other. If the Song Dynasty system did not change, it would sooner or later be swallowed by these hungry wolves.

That is the future, don’t think about it, order reorganization.

There were only more than one thousand people, and the reorganization was very fast. But we can't underestimate these more than one thousand people. Di Qing only used 500 roman cavalry in front of Kunlun Pass. These Jurchens had a more powerful combat power than the 500 roman cavalry. Then they were handed over to Guo Kui to lead. After several battles, Guo Kui grew up quickly. Zheng Lang was really not relieved if he replaced others to lead this part. However, the integration time was short, and many Jurchens could not speak simple Chinese, which made Zheng Lang a little worried.

Standing in front of the team, he said, "You also know that if you want to be rich and wealth, you must exchange for military achievements. The enemies you face are not strong, not the wars you have in the Northeast. And you have the best weapons and the best armor in my Song Dynasty, which can protect you from safety."

After saying that, let the Jurchens' own ten generals translate, and wait until they finish translation, and then say: "And let me tell you one thing, it may be the last battle in the next few years. If you want to gain more opportunities for prosperity and prosperity in the future, this is the only time."

Zhao Bao was anxious and asked, "Mr. Zheng, why don't you beat me?"

"After this battle, the Xixia people will surrender. How can they fight?" Zheng Lang said lightly, unable to explain in detail, and could not explain it clearly to them.

They were chattering and screaming, and they didn't know what they were talking about. But knowing this excitement, these Jurchens all had their morale risen, regardless of whether they came first or later.

Not only did this sentence be told to the Jurchens, but it would also be said to all the soldiers of the Song Dynasty who participated in the war, which would arouse their morale so that they could have more chances of victory.

"Brother Zhigui, let's go."

After Zheng Lang finished speaking, he led the team to rush north with a group of horses.

The autumn wind was tighter, blowing his hair so hard that it was dancing. Autumn came deeper, and the northwest was filled with solemn atmosphere, the mountains were quiet and yellow leaves flew...
Chapter completed!