Chapter 1,758: Reclaiming the National Destiny

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The clatter of horse hooves came.

A group of black armored cavalry appeared in front.

Fu Bi couldn't help but went up to him and asked, "How about the battle?"

People around him gathered around.

The leading black-armored cavalry said: "Our army encountered an 80,000-strong Liao army before and fought twice. The enemy army was unable to shake our defense and was forced to withdraw. Lang Jun immediately led the army to counterattack. The enemy army fought and retreated... "

Fu Bi clenched his fists, wishing that he had been there at that time, and then raised his long knife to charge.

This is the most critical moment in the past century!

The old man is not here.

He was filled with regret.

"The enemy troops were scattered. Lang Jun immediately ordered the ambush troops on both sides to attack and defeated the Liao army in one fell swoop. They are currently pursuing them."

Fu Bi's body shook a few times, his breathing was like a bellows, and his face was red, even more proud than the sunset.

"Victory?"

he asked in disbelief.

The black-armored cavalry nodded, "Our army has won a great victory in this battle. Your Majesty has ordered a temple to be built on the banks of the Gaoliang River. We will arrive later."

There was silence.

"Victory!"

A sergeant turned around and ran with joy, shouting as he ran: "Victory! The Song Dynasty has won!"

Along with the shouts, the camp was boiling.

The soldiers who pretended to be tens of thousands of troops in the camp all came out.

"How to win?"

"Shen Longtu led his army to defeat the Liao reinforcements and is currently pursuing them."

"Wan Sheng!"

Cheers rose into the sky.

"You actually won?" Fu Bi stood there blankly and suddenly ordered: "Hurry up and report the victory, go right away... No, I'm going to write a memorial."

On the top of the city, cheers came from the Song Army camp.

"What are they shouting?"

Yelvxiu's face turned pale. He knew the situation was not good, but still wanted to ask.

Maybe it was just Song Jun shouting randomly?

Or maybe they heard the news of the defeat and panicked.

Isn't that what happened back then?

He looked at Xie Bin.

Xie Bin's expression reminded him of the snow in the dead of winter.

white!

pale!

There was despair in those eyes.

"My lord, it's... it's a great victory for the Song army."

"impossible!"

Xiao Mozhuo said: "Xiao Xianggong led an army of 80,000 people. Even if he was temporarily defeated, he could easily evacuate. How could the Song army achieve such a great victory?"

Yelvxiu felt a little relieved, and then he lay on the top of the city and looked at the Song Army camp, only regretting that he didn't have clairvoyance.

In the camp, Fu Bi was writing a victory document.

He suddenly raised his head, "How many casualties did the Liao army have? How many escaped? Go and ask."

Someone left quickly and reported later, "Mr. Sir, please report from the front. There are more than 27,000 corpses piled up in Jingguan, and more than 36,000 prisoners."

Fu Bi scolded: "He Shen Anbei doesn't know that I am not good at scheming? Is this bullying me?"

The clerk on the side carefully leaned over and said: "Mr. Sir, there are more than sixty-three thousand, almost sixty-four thousand."

Fu Bi glanced at him and cursed, "I know."

The clerk only said yes, but the joy was still overflowing in his eyes.

Fu Bi's writing was flying, and he said as he wrote: "I have never felt such a surge of talent and ideas in my life. If I go to take the exam now, I dare say I can win the first prize."

Several officials outside couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

This is really... shameless!

Fu Bi was not angry when he heard the teasing laughter. After writing the victory document, he suddenly regretted it and asked someone to get brocade and silk. Then he wrote a good news on the cloth, asked someone to get a bamboo pole and hung it up, and then shouted: "Send to Daming Mansion immediately, don't delay along the way, just ride away quickly!"

As soon as he sat down, he heard someone scuffling outside. He couldn't help but get angry and went out to see.

Outside, more than ten sergeants were fighting in a melee at the moment, and they were having a great time.

"Take it!"

Fu Bi was furious and all these people were captured.

"Why the fight?"

Fu Bi's face was as dark as water.

Private fights in the military are against the law.

Those sergeants were hesitating, but Fu Bi shouted: "If you don't say anything, all of them will rush to the supply camp."

Going to the baggage camp is just hard work, which is far different from besieging Youzhou City.

One person raised his head and said, "Ms. sir, this villain... I just want to fight for victory."

Others also recognized it, and they were all vying for the opportunity to go to Daming Mansion to report their victory.

Damn it!

Fu Bi laughed and scolded: "In the past, people said reporting the news was a hard job, but today they are rushing to be the first to do it. Get out! Someone else will go."

So these ten or so people were brushed off, and others got a chance.

Such victories related to the fate of the country would leave a deep impression on the monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty, and would even be credited with merit after the war.

How cool!

The messenger rode away.

Fu Bi turned around and ordered: "Be alert!"

Someone said: "If the Liao army notices it, will they rush out?"

Fu Bi glanced at this man and said, "Shen An is leading the army on its way back, and I judge that this is exactly what he expected from Yelvxiu. As long as the Liao army leaves the city, our army, with high morale, will fight to the death to entangle them, and then the army that has just won a great victory will arrive. , we can destroy him in one battle. So... I expect them to do this."

"came back!"

Someone is shouting.

Fu Bi couldn't help but stand on tiptoe to look, but he was old and could not stand firmly on tiptoe, so he held the shoulders of the officials next to him, "Where is it? Where is it? Why can't I see it?"

A sergeant next to him, who was about 1.9 meters tall and stood out from the crowd, explained: "Here we come! The cavalry is leading the way. They are so powerful."

The cavalry came slowly, with their heads held high and their chests high, very proud.

Fu Bi was looking behind him.

There are infantry behind.

And Shen An was among the infantry.

"Anbei!"

He waved to Shen An, as happy as a child.

This battle defeated the enemy and regained the country's destiny. How unhappy you made him.

He saw Shen An dismounting his horse with a smile and walking slowly.

He couldn't help thinking about his career with tears in his eyes.

From studying to becoming an official, he wanted to make some contribution to the Song Dynasty and reverse the national situation.

He saw the shortcomings of the Song Dynasty and felt sad about it.

At this time, he met the kind and enterprising Emperor Renzong.

Emperor Renzong ordered Fan Zhongyan and others to write about the shortcomings of the Song Dynasty and write out solutions.

At that moment, he felt that he would turn the fortunes of the country around.

But in the end they were defeated, completely defeated.

Fan Wenzheng passed away, but he, Han Qi and others were still struggling.

In those years, he looked at the appearance of the Song Dynasty and was heartbroken. He felt that there was no hope for the Song Dynasty, so it would be good if it could be maintained.

For this reason, he changed and became the kind of person he used to hate. He talked all day long about the value of peace and what should not be used in war.

Where is that Fu Bi who dared to confront the monarchs and ministers of Liao?

He lost himself in endless regret and depression.

Then he gradually saw hope again.

There is no fanfare, no thunderous means, there are just subtle changes that moisturize things.

The Song Dynasty is slowly changing.

Only then did he suddenly realize.

It turned out that the Song Dynasty was already terminally ill. In the crisis surrounded by foreign enemies, if he used strong medicine, he would be seeking death.

The only way is to walk slowly.

So he returned to his passion.

They are together again.

Han Qi stood at the front. With his generous body and domineering personality, he was the perfect candidate.

They moved forward together again, even if they had to look like they hated each other, they were thinking about two words in their hearts.

innovation!

But he never thought that the Northern Expedition would come so soon.

He was a little nervous about it.

But more of a fear of making the same mistakes again.

Back then, Emperor Taizong took those arrogant and powerful generals and took advantage of the situation to launch the Northern Expedition, but he was still defeated.

Are the soldiers not brave enough?

No, this matter has long been publicized. The soldiers of the Song Dynasty at that time were not inferior to the Liao people, or even worse.

But due to a series of errors, he finally failed.

Today, the Song Dynasty sent troops again. He couldn't sleep because of this and was suffering in his heart.

He was worried that the National Games would be completely lost in this battle.

And now the national destiny is back!

He watched Shen An approaching with blurred eyes.

"Fu Xiang, our army has a great victory, Xiao Yanxiong only escaped with more than 10,000 people."

Shen An smiled happily.

Fu Bi choked and nodded, slapping him hard on the shoulder.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Rejoice!

The entire camp was filled with that atmosphere of joy.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

Cheers suddenly broke out.

Yelvxiu on the top of the city saw the Song army returning to camp.

Someone was counting on the side.

"Their cavalry is 20,000 to 30,000 less, and their infantry... No, they seem to have more infantry, tens of thousands more."

The sound stopped suddenly.

On the top of the city, the number of people could only be determined based on the vague flow of people, but the specific identities could not be identified.

But enough is enough.

There were twenty or thirty thousand less cavalry, and they were either lost or pursued.

Why the pursuit?

Because the Song army had tens of thousands more infantry.

Their infantry cannot be conjured out of thin air, the only possibility is...

"captive!"

A general blurted out, and then angrily punched the city head.

Yelu Xiu's lips were pursed tightly and his eyes were a little distracted.

"Why was the 80,000-strong army defeated?"

Some people were scolding Xiao Yanxiong as if they were mourning for their heirs, "That's an army of 80,000! Even if a cow were to command it, Shen An wouldn't defeat him, that bitch Xiao Yanxiong, that bitch!"

The Northern Privy Envoy is in charge of the military. In the past, who among the generals dared to scold Xiao Yanxiong.

But now he cursed.

On the one hand, Xiao Yanxiong will definitely be punished after this battle, and on the other hand, Youzhou City may be in trouble.

Since I'm going to be in trouble, I don't care what Privy Councilor you are.

There were shouts and curses everywhere in the city.

Yelvxiu smiled bitterly and said: "Song's army was 70,000 to 80,000, and he, Xiao Yanxiong, was 80,000. How could he be defeated? Why?"

He couldn't figure it out without breaking his mind, and in the end he could only sigh: "Your Majesty should not have sent him to lead the army, which would have ruined the destiny of the country!"

The atmosphere at the top of the city was very solemn, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net even more desperate.

The reinforcements were defeated, and the next step for the Song army was to attack Youzhou City.

Once Youzhou City is lost, Nanjing Road will inevitably be lost.

After the Song army took back the land of Youyan, it had the defensive initiative against Daliao outside the Great Wall.

From now on... the fate of the country will be far away from Daliao.

The Liao Dynasty, which is said to be no worse than the Song Dynasty, will become a grassland tribe from now on.

Thinking of this, Yelu Xiu couldn't help but look up to the sky and scream.

"ah……"

The howling sound was desolate, making everyone feel sad.

"The Song army has left the camp!"

The howling was interrupted.

The Song army came out of the camp in order, and tens of thousands of prisoners were caught in the middle.

This is real.

The faces of the people on the top of the city were ashen.

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