In the night, a fire dragon is still winding on the road northwest of Yangzhou, rolling forward.

As mentioned above, the situation in the northwest of Yangzhou City has been washed several times. Near the main road, there are no complete villages and forts that can provide supplies to the army. However, for Chen Dexing's troops and the thousands of Mongolian Han troops captured by them, the difficulty of not being able to be overcome. You only need to rush back to Yangzhou dozens of miles away, even if everything is fine.

So after Chen Dexing simply organized the prisoners, he drove them back to Yangzhou overnight, regardless of the fact that these people were fleeing for a day and a night, and even without any concerns about their hunger and food in their stomachs. Staying in this snowy and ice wilderness, either starving to death or being frozen. If you want to survive, go faster and arrive in Yangzhou earlier! Isn’t this Yangzhou the target of their trip to the two Huaihe Rivers this time?

However, even though the prosperous and magnificent Yangzhou City was seducing in front and the artillery soldiers under Chen Dexing were shouting and driving them, these already exhausted prisoners still had a great difficulty, stumbled forward, and from time to time, some people fell to the ground and could no longer get up.

"Sijiu!" Chen Dexing rode on his horse and walked at the end of the team. Whenever he saw someone falling down, he would shout to Zhu Sijiu forward, "Go and see if you have any breath, find someone to carry it. If it doesn't work, find someone to bury it, and then set up a sign to make it easier to restrain yourself in the future and take it to the northern part for burial."

For the general, he will always believe in his words and fulfill his actions. Since Chen Dexing made a promise in public, he is ready to implement it to the end. These men from the north will return to the north in the future, either return to the north or put them in the urn!

"No!" Zhu Sijiu crossed his hands and rushed over with a few guards. This kid was originally lonely, but only today was promoted by Chen Dexing. He really regarded Chen Dexing as his elder brother. He has never implemented Chen Dexing's orders without fail.

The fallen man was an old soldier who looked a little older, but after all, he was still tired after a lot of trouble. A giant man in a tattered military uniform was lying beside the old soldier, shouting loudly: "Wine, who has wine, please warm him up!"

"Big guy, is that old man still angry?" Zhu Sijiu had already led a few people to come over, looked at the giant man, and was slightly surprised. This part was bigger than Chen Dexing! Although he was wearing a tattered battle jacket, he still stood out among the crowd of Northern Army prisoners of war.

The big guy turned around and saw Zhu Sijiu. A flattering smile suddenly appeared on his face with a straight national character: "I'm angry, and I'm angry. As long as I have a sip of wine to warm my body, I can recover."

Zhu Sijiu took off a wine gourd from his waist and threw it to the giant man. The wine gourd was made of the best sour wine, which was used to clean the wounds. The old military man drank a few sips and his body immediately became warm, but his hands and feet were still weak. After struggling for a few times, he couldn't get up.

"Big guy, do you have a great name?" Zhu Sijiu took back the gourd and looked at the giant man more. He looked pretty, with a stern body, and his face was stained, making him look a little sloppy.

The giant man's eyes flashed and he smiled bitterly: "Oh, I am a poor man, what's the name of a noble person? My surname is Zhang Xingjiu, and everyone in the village calls me Zhang Jiu."

The person named Zhang Xingjiu is actually famous, named Zhang Hongfan! Well, it is the one who wrote in history that "our army has a million battle robes, all with blood of the children of Jiangnan"!

Now, he can go to Jiangnan early, but he is a prisoner. The thousands of soldiers of the Zhang family under his command lost almost all of them in the battle yesterday. The remaining ones were either captured or fled everywhere. Even he himself was unable to escape in time and became a prisoner. Fortunately, there was a loyal old servant of the Zhang family who gave him a timely idea to take off his bright armor and change it to ragged armor, shaved his beard, and smeared his handsome face. Therefore, no one recognized him as a general and mixed in the crowd of prisoners. Unfortunately, he was too tall and handsome, which attracted Zhu Sijiu's attention.

"Zhang Jiu..." Zhu Sijiu nodded, "Well, he looks so handsome. I don't expect there are such people among the northerners." He pointed to the old military man again, "Come with me on his back!"

"Uh...No!" After hearing Zhu Sijiu's order, Zhang Hongfan immediately broke out in cold sweat. He felt so hatred in his heart - of course he hated his father Zhang Rou, why did he make himself so tall and handsome, and he would be a hero wherever he goes. It would be fine if he was a good man in Mongolian uncle, but now he is a prisoner and a hero who is a little bit...

However, he did not dare not not listen to Zhu Sijiu, so he had to bite the bullet and carry his loyal servant on his back and follow Zhu Sijiu obediently. He now lost his weapons and armor, and he had a bare hands and was still hungry. How could he beat Zhu Sijiu and others who were fully armed? And even if he could fight, he would not dare to fight, because there was a vast Chen Dexing not far away watching him!

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At this moment, in the Yangziqiao City, there were dozens of tables in Jia Sidao's temporary yamen office. The garrison troops who followed Jia Sidao into the city were drinking happily in the courtyard of the awning. Jia Sidao and his confidants, such as Li Tingzhi and Liao Yingzhong, were just raising their glasses in the flower hall.

After knocking Dong Songchen at the gate of the city, the treacherous minister did not show the face of Quan Shi, and he even sang and had a happy mood at the banquet. However, Dong Songchen still seemed to be restrained and just drank slightly and said some good things about flowers. Jia Sidao looked like he was open to his arms, and the last Qionghua dew in Yangzhou drank one cup after another like white water.

As for the military generals outside, they were even more bold and laughing, and they were almost overturning the roof! Jia Sidao raised his drunken eyes and said with a smile: "These military men are so unaware of the rules! Dong Chengxuan, Huai land is not as good as Lin'an. If there were no such high-spirited warriors, they would not be able to withstand the 100,000 troops of the Northern Barbarians."

Dong Songchen smiled and said, "Isn't the big gang a good soldier like a god!"

Jia Sidao laughed and slapped the table: "If you use troops like a god, you must have soldiers to use them! Why don't Chengxuan go with me to see these red soldiers? If anyone likes me, I recommend them to the official family... I heard that Mr. Ding has been searching for young talents recently, so it is better for a family to agree with me."

When Dong Songchen heard this, he was shocked, stared at Jia Si with his eyes blankly and said, "Da Chan, are you serious?"

Ding Daquan has been looking for young talents recently - among the scholars who went to Lin'an to take the exam. He was a senior right prime minister and Privy Councilor, and he didn't do much serious work all day, so he was busy looking for handsome guys. Of course, it was not for himself, but for the princess of the Song Dynasty's official family, and he had to be a literary and elegant handsome guy.

Jia Sidao just laughed and nodded, "Dong Chengxuan, a certain family is the ambassador of Lianghuai. He is holding more than 100,000 soldiers. He should do his own words. How could he pretend to be fake?"

"But this martial artist is vulgar after all, I'm afraid that your highness won't like it..." Dong Songchen frowned slightly. How could he not know what Jia Sidao meant? He wanted to recommend young talents in the army to disturb Ding Daquan's situation. Of course, it was impossible for Princess Shengguo to like a vulgar martial artist, but it was really a disgrace to let a top scholar (Ding Daquan's bad idea, the princess was the princess who was the top scholar) compete with the martial artist to pick up girls.

Jia Sidao smiled, but he smiled: "Your Highness likes thick or thin, how do you Dong Chenxuan know? This brave warrior, with a stern body, takes the head of the general on the battle formation like a good man who takes a niche. How many good women in the world are not attracted to it?"
Chapter completed!