In the northwest of Chongqing Prefecture, dozens of cavalry galloped in the night, with the sound of hooves alarming a group of teams looking for sentries at night. However, after interception and inquiring, the generals who led the team to look for sentries all bowed to the people and retreated.

These dozens of people who came over the night surrounded by a veteran with a helmet and armor, and his hair and beard were white. It was Wang Jian, the commander of the Xingyuan Prefecture army and the governor of Hezhou.

This Zhongshun Army was born in the army and had been in the military for forty years, and looked like a dusty look, but she sat on the horse and still had a straight back and a bright look. During this battle of Mengge's invasion of Shu, the Diaoyu City that Wang Jian defended was like an iron nail stuck in the throat of the Mongolian army. It resisted the siege of Mengge's army for eight months and still stood still until Mengge's main force detours eastward. Then, Wang Jian took the initiative to lead the army to attack, repelled the military horses that Mengge stayed around Diaoyu City, completely lifted the siege of Diaoyu City, and opened up the traffic between Diaoyu City and Chongqing.

Today, he came from Diaoyu City under the call of Pu Zezhi, the commander of the Sichuan Xuanfu Governor.

However, after a few days of rapid arrival, Wang Jian's general's manners remained slightly reduced. He shared the joys and sorrows with his soldiers, and was even more different from the generals of the Song Dynasty. He was quite as handsome as when Meng Zongzheng founded the Zhongshun Army in the past. When he thought of the Zhongshun Army in the past, the old general couldn't help but sigh.

At that time, the Zhongshun Army was a military and civilian army, farming and supporting the farming, irrigating 100,000 yuan. Every household raised its own military horses, brought its own weapons, and everyone practiced martial arts. No one was in a position to be humbled by the Zhongshun Army. At that time, the Zhongshun Army could not only defend Xianghan, but also attack Henan from time to time and burn the war to the territory of the Mongols.

Unfortunately, since Meng Zhongxiang's death, all the troops of the Zhongshun Army began to wither and corrupt. The court intended to transfer most of the Zhongshun Army from Xianghan, causing them to lose the foundation for self-support. The military generals' families did not have the conditions to raise horses and practice martial arts, and naturally there were no children and soldiers available. Later, the soldiers were recruited, and the generals who led the troops fell into the eyes of money, and few people were still seriously leading the troops to train.

That is, Wang Jian, a veteran who has been in the Zhongshun Army for a lifetime, has become accustomed to becoming natural and still maintains his former style. Therefore, the soldiers of Hezhou are among the top elite among the Sichuan Song Army.

However, after Yu Jie was killed and the court sent two incompetent commanders Yu Hui and Pu Zezhi who knew nothing, the morale of the Sichuan Army had already dropped to a considerable extent. Even the elite soldiers of Hezhou could only hold on to the fortress and were unable to leave the city to fight the Tartars army.

If the Tartars hadn't gone east this time, the siege of Diaoyu City would have been not so easy to resolve.

But who can resist the Tartar army going east? Is Jia Sidao? It is not easy for a scholar to do this. However, compared with Meng Zongzheng, Meng Gong and Yu Jie, Jia Sidao's generals are really far inferior.

As for Lu Wende... who doesn't know the name of luxury? If he had been thirty years earlier, he might have been able to avoid difficulties. But now, he has long been dead, how can he still lead his troops?

The country of Song Dynasty is really in danger!

With a lot of thought, Wang Jian's group of men and horses had been sent to Chongqing Prefecture City by the patrol soldiers and soldiers diligently.

Wang Jian's personal guards looked around on the horse's back. The city of Chongqing Prefecture is solid, surrounded by water on three sides. The city walls are tall and the fortresses are layered. However, after entering the city gate, it seems to be a completely different world from the golden swords and iron horses outside the city. The beacons are connected to the sky.

Although there are not many night patrol soldiers coming and going on the streets in the city, there is no strict curfew. Various sedan chairs and vehicles are coming and going in a steady stream of clothes, accompanied by gorgeously dressed servants. The sounds of silk and bamboo and laughter are heard from time to time in the wine shops and brothels. Most of the mansions in the city are brightly lit, needless to say, they must be the host's reception and banquet.

Sichuan was originally an important place. Civil and military officials carried traffic in vehicles, and countless wealthy families were unknown. After the Mongolian invasion, most of them concentrated in Chongqing Prefecture, where the Sichuan General Administration was located. After all, it is the strongest city, the most garrison troops, and the most prosperous market.

But these men who escape from disaster should not be more low-key and spend a few days with the soldiers guarding the city?

Looking at the prosperous and gentle scenes of the city, Wang Jian and his team lost some confidence in the anti-Mongol battle.

What surprised the veteran who had been struggling for eight months in Diaoyu City was that the Sichuan Xuanfu General Office, which was heavily guarded by Sichuan Xuanfu General Office, was even brightly lit! There was a faint sound of silk and bamboo. The General Office was actually holding a night banquet, which was really a bit like a drunken and dreaming death.

What medicine did Pu Zezhi take wrong? He really planned to give up and eat it all over and wait until he died?

Wang Jian frowned and walked through one porch after another, and finally entered the Qishi Hall. Outside the Qishi Hall, there were guards full of brilliant clothes, all of whom were carefully selected, with their weapons more than six feet tall. The weapons in their hands shone with cold light under the butter torches, and they were very proud and very similar.

However, in the eyes of Wang Jian, who had fought for a lifetime, this behavior just shows that the commander clearly did not know the troops and liked to face the battle. He thought that the heroes among the generals could protect their own safety when they gathered around the battle. However, he did not know that there were many athletes in the army. They all gathered around the commander, and the only ones who fought in battle were the old and the weak. It was a ghost to be able to win!

In the festival, there were banquets, and officials used singing and dancing to cheer them up. Pu Zeyi wore a brocade robe and sat upright on the top, with several seats on both sides. They were all the best figures in Chongqing Prefecture City. Jiang Wanli, Liu Zheng, and Yang Wen were all at the table, and they had already drunk some wine, and everyone was full of red and energetic.

During the meal, there seemed to be people writing poems and lyrics, all of which were beautiful and great victory. The female musicians who served each other in the hall immediately summoned the palace and sang the singers, which immediately attracted a series of cheers after a while, and it seemed that they had really won a battle.

It was the most lively time when Wang Jian suddenly arrived, and everyone's eyes were cast. Pu Zezhi, who was sitting in the head, looked happy and greeted Wang Jian: "Wang Dutong, today's good news is coming. We are celebrating. The old general is also coming to the table quickly. How about drinking three drinks first?"

"Good news?" Wang Jian was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, can there be such things in Sichuan now? Who made it? Liu Zheng? Yang Wen?

Wang Jian looked back and looked at the two men who led the most troops in Chongqing.

"Now I only know that the Tartar soldiers are retreating westward," Liu Zheng put down his wine glass and smiled. "There is still a reward for exploring horses today. Seeing the fire in Fuzhou, I think it was the floating bridge that was burned!"

Yang Wen added: "If it is expected, it should be that the soldiers of the envoy Lu Jie came from the downstream and defeated the Tartars army on the Sichuan River!"

What!? Lv Wende went upstream and defeated the army led by the Khan of the Tartars!!! Wang Jian suddenly felt unreal. He and Lv Wende were considered old acquaintances. How could he not know who the other party was? He had to say this twenty years earlier and he could barely believe that the reputation of Black Tan Lu's heroic reputation was also resounding throughout the two Huaihe Rivers. But now, Lv Wende is just a rich man, and can barely support Wanzhou. The deployment of Kuizhou has made people admire him. To defeat the Khan of the Tartars, burning the floating bridge in Fuzhou... It is really difficult to ascend to the sky!

Pu Zezhi looked at Wang Jian with a complicated expression, pondered for a while, and nodded with certainty: "The retreat of the Tatar army and the fire in Fuzhou are absolutely true. More than a dozen spies have been sent to repay this. I think the Khan of the Tatars was defeated by the envoy Lu Jie."

Lu Wende is now appointed as the deputy envoy of Sichuan as the governor of the Baokang Army, and is clearly going to take over Pu Zezhi's squad. If he has no achievements, it is still a matter of whether he can get the commander. But now, he has made all the great achievements like defeating the Khan of the Tatars. What else can he say? Just wait for Lu Wende to take over!

However, such a result is better than the victory of the Khan of the Tartars and the fall of the Song Dynasty. Pu Zezhi was a senior civil servant who wrote articles and was a Jinshi graduate. What was strange about the Khan of the Mongolian who was born in murder and arson? At most, he could not take over the palace temples. Could it be that he would have to seize the writings since his origin (that is, to seize all fame and honor, demote them to common people, similar to the expulsion of the party in later generations) and then arrest them for punishment? In this way, will there be civil servants who dare to come out to take charge of the army in the future?

This civil servant who can't fight is not what the civil servants want to take charge of the troops, nor is it that your Zhao Song official family doesn't believe in martial arts? Otherwise, Yu Jie is still alive now, how could the Khan of the Tartars fight into Sichuan?

Wang Jian suddenly raised his voice a little: "Have you sent someone to contact Lu Jie? Where is the Tatar army now? What is the appearance of the army? How many soldiers and horses are left? Where are they going?"

This series of questions made everyone in the room stunned. Everyone felt like they had a life of surviving disaster. It was too late to be lucky. Who would think so much?

Wang Jian looked at Liu Jin. This veteran who was also from Zhongshun Army had not done the most basic things, so why did he drink here?

He shook his head and crossed his hands at Pu Zeyi: "Xuanfu (Pu Zezhi has a dispatch from the Xuanfu commander), I'll take a trip in person! No matter what, I have to see the military appearance of the Tartars with my own eyes."

Pu Zezhi was suddenly a little unhappy. Is Wang Jian going to see the Tartars or to welcome Lu Wende? His own people have not left yet, so the tea is so cold? He looked at Liu Jin, and Liu Jin's face was also not very good. The Zhongshun Army group is Wang Jian now, Gundam and him, Liu Jin, and the other three are supporting the market, but it is no longer as prosperous as before. Even the old nest of Jinghu was gradually occupied by the generals of the two Huaihe generals. If Lu Wende was in charge of Shu, would Sichuan still have a foothold of Zhongshun Army?

Liu Zi frowned and said, "Yonggu (Wang Jian's name), why not wait until dawn before sending a spy to inquire."
Chapter completed!