Early in the morning, the sudden clanging sound awakened Caizhou City from the tranquility of the morning. Hundreds of thousands of Mongolian troops, which had been entrenched around Caizhou City, moved around this morning.

Countless Mongolian soldiers wearing strong and holding sharp swords rushed into the homes of the people who were still sleeping, and drove the people who were disheveled from the Song people, or the Jin people who have now become Mongolians, out of their quilts and brought them to the south gate of Caizhou City to concentrate.

However, in just half an hour, Caizhou City, which was originally peaceful, has become a scene of hell on earth. Whether it is the surrendered soldiers of the Song Dynasty or the Jin Dynasty, if there is any dissatisfaction, it will be a horse whip. As for the Mongolian soldiers, they will take whatever they see and steal whatever they see. There are many women with better appearances in the street.

The crying of women, the wailing of men, the crying of children, and the unscrupulous laughter of Mongolian soldiers became the main themes of this Song and Meng's intersecting city at this moment.

On the city tower at the south gate of Caizhou City, a canopy was waving. A huge gem throne was placed at the top of the city tower. A tall, strong and stubborn man in men's clothes sat upright on the throne. More than a hundred generals wearing various armors such as gold and silver stood in sequence on both sides of him.

The old man had a wide-eyed nose and deep eyes. He was full of splendor when he opened and closed. He had no need to be under his jaw and was powerful without anger. He was obviously a person who had been in a high position for a long time to control life and death. This was the Mongolian sect king who came to supervise the battle in Xiangyang of the Song Dynasty. He was warm-hearted.

Wenbuhua is the second son of Beligutai, the half-brother of Genghis Khan. He is a cousin with the current Mongolian Khan Ogedei. He is also one of the few wise and famous sects in Mongolia. In Mongolia where royal relatives are everywhere, Wenbuhua is also very prestigious.

There were wailing everywhere in Caizhou City, and various sounds of beatings and scoldings under the city walls gathered together, constantly pouring into the spacious and luxurious city tower lobby, forming a sharp contrast with the deadly lobby.

He seemed to turn a blind eye to the noise that came into his ears. He closed his eyes slightly and leaned against the throne. His two fingers gently tapped the handrail of the seat, and his face looked unpredictable. No one could tell what this powerful sect king was thinking.

Among the more than a hundred generals of various colors on the left and right sides of the lower Wen Buhua, less than thirty people dressed in Mongolian costumes and Mongolian people dressed in Mongolians. The remaining ten generals with golden hair accessories were known to be surrendered by Jin people. The remaining fifty generals looked like Song people. Among so many generals with Song people, the two Song people looked like first on the left and right sides of the lower Wen Buhua throne looked particularly prominent. Even those generals who were unruly dressed in Mongolians could only be behind the two and had not shown much dissatisfaction, but they looked even more unusual.

In the officialdom, the ranking of seniority is more strict in the military than in the officialdom.

Since these two people can stand at the closest position by being warm and warm, it can only prove that among the more than 100 generals in this city tower, the two have the highest status in the army.

The general standing at the top of the left hand of Wen Buhua was obviously much younger than the one on the right. He had a fair face, a strong look, and was wearing golden armor, with a bit of a Confucian general. The general opposite him had a dark complexion and looked like an ordinary person like an old country farmer. Only the gleam that occasionally appeared when his eyes opened and closed could tell everyone that this master was obviously not a good person. Anyone who underestimated him would end up in extremely miserable endings.

These two people are the best Shi Tianze and Zhang Rou who are now in the Mongolian army. The younger one is Shi Tianze, and the older one is Zhang Rou, who is twelve years older than Shi Tianze.

Shi Tianze is now in Zhending, Hejian, Daming, Dongping, and Jinan's five routes, while Zhang Rou was appointed as the Golden Tiger Talisman to lead the Han army with Ogedei, and to control the military and horses of all wings in Henan. Zhang Rou is under the jurisdiction of more than 30 cities in Henan Prefecture, and can also be said to be a magistrate of one border.

He was very powerful, and he didn't speak. However, no one of the more than a hundred generals at all levels in the hall dared to speak, and even did not dare to make a sound. Time passed by minute by minute, and a burst of rapid footsteps came. A dusty Mongolian cavalry messenger appeared outside the door of the hall, knelt on one knee and said loudly: "Report to the king of the sect, Qiansui, the prince's team of troops have arrived thirty miles outside the city."

Hearing the messenger's report, Wen Buhua, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. As Wen Buhua opened his eyes, all the generals in the hall looked solemn, and their faces showed a stern look, and the power of Wen Buhua's mouth was warm, which shows that.

"If you pass on the message, today the prince is coming, let the men below calm down, and the one who sees the blood light... kill!"

Wen Buhua waved his hand to signal the messenger to retreat, and then casually glanced at the generals in the hall, especially the Mongolian generals who had stalled a little bit and spoke lightly. After dealing with the Song Dynasty for so many years, most Mongolian officials could speak the Song people's language. As for Wen Buhua, they were the best among them.

When they heard the warm words of the hall, all the mischievous generals in the hall felt cold. Someone went down here to pass the orders. The Song generals in the hall had different expressions on their faces, and the generals from Caizhou City were unconsciously showing sadness in their eyes. With the warm words of the mouth of the hall, it is expected that many people in Caizhou City might not die today, but this disaster is destined to be unable to escape.

Although this sect prince had already spoken to not cause blood, he obviously did not prohibit robbery and rape. Obviously, no matter how little troubles the people as the legendary ones, he was still a man of misfortune. In order to appease the restless Mongolian soldiers, he had never taken the life and death of the Song people to heart. If it weren't for the arrival of the prince Qu'er, he would have probably never said such a thing.

Even if I feel sad, no one dares to interrupt and say a word. I am the one who serves as a slaughter, and that's all.

"Quchu has reached thirty miles outside Caizhou City. Shi Dushuai and Zhang Dushuai will lead the generals to welcome Qushuai into the city on behalf of me."

After saying the previous sentence, Wen Wen Buhua looked at Shi Tianze and Zhang Rou in front of him, and said lightly again.

"The last general will receive the order!"

"Abide by the order of the Sect King for a thousand years!"

Shi Tianze and Zhang Rou heard the warm and unintentional greetings, and they all came out of the line and knelt on one knee to respond.

Qu Chu, the third son of the Mongolian Khan, today's Mongolian Khan. According to seniority, Qu Chu should be called "Uncle Wang" by Wen Wen Bu Hua. This is why, Wen Wen Bu Hua can directly call Qu Chu, without the word "Prince". As for the identity of the sect king of Wen Bu Hua, Qu Chu, the younger generation of Qu Chu is the son of the Khan, but he is not the heir of the Khan throne after all, so he naturally would not have reduced his identity and personally went out to the city to greet him.

Shi Tianze and Zhang Rou led more than a hundred generals away, and only Gu Wen Buhua was left in the huge city tower hall. After a long time, Gu Wen Buhua suddenly smiled and said to himself: "This child is not at ease with me, so he even found Qu'er...haha."

After saying this insane sentence, he smiled and shook his head, and began to close his eyes again. The huge hall fell into silence again.

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The Caizhou City Palace occupies the most beautiful place in the south of Caizhou City. It was originally a palace built by the emperor of the Song Dynasty for a trip, but now it has become a place where you can stay with me.

The palace hall was very lively. Countless maids were walking in it, constantly placing plates of delicacies on various small tables. On the white marble ground in the center of the hall, three huge fires were lit. At the place where the fireworks rose, one roasted whole beef, one roasted whole sheep, and one roasted whole pig was constantly flipping on the fire under the care of several Mongolian men. Big drops of fat kept dripping from the cattle, sheep, and pigs, immersing them in the fire, making a hissing sound.

Wen Buhua sat upright on the upper side of the left head of the hall, and on the upper side of the right head of the hall was a strong young man in a man-like costume. All the hair on the top of the head was shaved, and the shiny head was extremely conspicuous. A circle of hair was tied into dozens of small braids. A piece of red diamond-shaped jade hung on the hair at the front of the forehead, which looked a bit funny.

However, although this young man looked funny, no one dared to show off his slightest number of civil servants and generals sitting in two rows below His Highness. They sat upright in their respective positions, listening respectfully as the two princes at the top of the head.

"Qu Chu, you rushed from Jinan, are everything okay in Yidu Mansion?" Wen Buhua leaned against the soft collapse, and casually tore off a piece of golden meat strip and put it in his mouth. While chewing, he looked at Qu Chu opposite him and smiled.

Qu Chu naturally knew what his words meant by Uncle Wang, who held heavy troops, and bowed respectfully and said with a smile: "Uncle Wang is concerned about it, everything is fine in Yidu Mansion. But I don't know how Uncle Wang is preparing?"

The inexplicable conversation between the two made the generals in the hall confused.

"Haha, you're here. If Uncle Wang is not ready, you're going to sue, right?"

"How dare Qu Chu?" Qu Chu said, but his face looked exactly like this. After saying this, Qu Chu seemed to think of something and smiled: "When I entered the city today, there are so many Song people coming to greet me. Uncle Wang is really awesome. In such a short time, those Song people are so kind to me! Qu Chu will definitely follow Uncle Wang this time!"

Hearing the song, Xiaoxiao had no contact, turned his head and looked at the generals below and said softly: "Send the order, the army will all set sail in the evening and arrive in Xiangyang City within three days! Those who delay military aircraft will be killed!"

"The last general will receive the order!"
Chapter completed!