Sangtianyi lit wolf smoke, and straight smoke columns rushed straight into the sky.

"Master!" "General!" "Mr. Zhao!"

The appearance of Zhao Xingde shocked both sides of the confrontation. After a moment, many Zhao Xingde's old subordinates started to clamor. The generals had known that Zhao Xingde was under house arrest. At this time, they could not understand what was going on. "Damn it! It turned out that the general was held hostage by them!" "The rats in Zhenguo Army!" "Let Lord Zhao go!" But no matter how they roared and scolded, the cavalry in Beiwei Camp were silent and protected Zhao Xingde tightly in the middle. Yue Yun had no expression on his face. Faced with the threats that were several times higher than his own, he showed maturity and calmness far beyond his age. His eyes swept back and forth between the two groups of Xia Biao and Ma Yuan, and finally returned to Zhao Xingde. Zhao Xingde's old subordinates saw that the hard camp had no gaps to take advantage of. If they forced the attack, they would throw rats and be afraid of weapons, and were in the hinterland of Zhenguo Military Defense Zone, Xia Biao and others clamored for a while, and their voices gradually became smaller.

"Zhao Hou," Ma Yuan asked, "Are they escorting you back to Ezhou?"

"They are fleeing troops!" Xia Biao shouted loudly, "Master!"

"We are waiting for the salary of the Song Dynasty. General Lu wants to join Xia State, but he is not planning to do it!" Ma Yuan retorted loudly, and his heart was calm. He turned to Zhao Xingde and expressed his long-standing suspicion: "When the last general heard the rumors, the general was appointed as the general in Xia State and was appointed as the Marquis of Baoyi, but it is true?" With this question, everyone's eyes looked over. Zhao Xingde's experience was rumored and circulated, which was incredible. Even Lu Mingyu, Luo Xianshi and others believed most of them, and therefore they were with Xia State.

Cooperation, but never received confirmation from Zhao Xingde himself. Compared with pure martial artists, Ma Yuan and others have a more complicated mood. Being in the seal of the two countries may be just a strange story to others. But only Zhao Xingde himself knows the taste of being roasted in fire. Outside the mulberry field, there was a smell of wolf smoke, but the scene suddenly became quiet. The doubtful eyes, contemptuous eyes, confusion, admiration, curious eyes, and envious eyes all fell on Zhao Xingde.

"I'm already a general of Xia State," Zhao Xingde nodded in front of everyone, "Master Baoyi is not clear."

This short sentence confirmed that the rumors were true. Ma Yuan never believed it, but the rumors were very clear and could not help but disbelief. The officers looked at each other. At this time, no one knew what to say. Many of these officers who had joined the army worked in Zhao Xingde in their hearts. When they heard that he had accepted his identity directly, some were still suspicious, some were still puzzled, some were lowered, and a glimmer flashed in their eyes. They were in a very complicated mood. Song and Xia countries have been united for a hundred years, and both sides claimed that China was the truest. All kinds of oppositions and misunderstandings have been around for a long time. Xia people disdained Guandong and regarded Song Confucians as a group.

In the eyes of some soldiers, the scholars of Song State were even worse than those of barbarians who were good at bows and horses. In the Song State, the situation was just the opposite. The Song Dynasty used articles to educate the world. Scholars were well-read and read sages, either did not understand the Xia State, or sneered at the martial arts country, or were silent. People like Huang Jian and Chao Buzhi who knew the Xia State system were also vague in the articles handed down from generation to generation. Now, a literati like Zhao Xingde, who was famous in Guandong, suddenly became a brave warrior who was a hero in Guanxi. Even if he was in Song State, he still had a large army and commanded the heroes, which was really shocking.

"Those things are true." Xia Biao smiled at his left and right, "What a real hero does!" The generals were relieved and answered yes. "The generals went west to fight against the Turkic species, and Nanshan defended the Liaogou!" "Guanxi values ​​heroes, only recognize military merits, and become a marquis and generals!" The Song people have always paid attention to great righteousness and reputation, even the people in the wild world. Lu Mingyu was actually not sure about contacting Xia Guo, but because of the situation, he had to accept it. Zhao Xingde admitted his identity, and Xia Biao and other generals felt much more at ease. Zhao Xingde was originally a general of Xia, and it seemed natural that they were connected to Xia Guo.

"So," Ma Yuan asked sternly, "Mr. Zhao is willing to take the Henan army to rebel against Song Guixia?"

"What I want is to protect the country and the people." Zhao Xingde looked at him in a fierce look and said calmly: "As long as the four battles in Henan can protect this area, others are like spider webs to whisk. Unfortunately, some people have a large army and watch the fire across the bank, while others attack each other. The battle situation in Jiangbei is both important, but it is dangerous. Only by defending itself can we survive in the four battles in the Central Plains. If we are defeated, we will inevitably suffer thousands of miles of land and cause trouble for the people. Although we have recovered Bianliang, the overall situation has not changed. In this situation, it is said that we are rebelling against Song and Return to Xia, and we do not know Xia and Song, so this wise man will not do it." He spoke to Ma Yuan and other fugitive officers in front, and then turned to Xia Biao and others, then raised his voice and asked, "Are you going to return to Ezhou?"

Ma Yuan was chewing on Zhao Xingde's words and couldn't help but answer: "Yes, Grand Marshal."

"Master, they are fleeing troops." Xia Biao hurriedly said, he was also very thin, "and even slandered General Lu!"

"You are just talking nonsense!" Ma Yuan yelled at him. Yue Yun frowned. He knew that the military discipline of the Rebel Army was not stable. Seeing that a noise was about to begin again, but in front of Zhao Xingde, Xia Biao and Ma Yuan both held back their anger. The officers and soldiers did not scold each other. Both sides just glared.

"Everyone has their own ambitions, and they are reluctant to make a difference," Zhao Xingde said slowly, "Let them go. You can tell Mingyu what I say."

"Abide by the order!" Xia Biao answered and shouted again, "All of all, come in a formation!"

With this order, the cavalry of the left army originally sparsely distributed around immediately took action. Hundreds of war horses spewed and ran with extraordinary momentum, with dust flying from all directions, and the earth trembled slightly. Zhao Xingde's face was as deep as water, and Ma Yuan and other officers had different colors. Soon, more than a thousand cavalry had gathered together and formed a horizontal formation of two 500 cavalry. The cavalrymen pulled out their sabers, and a cold light flashed, and murderous aura rushed towards them. Many cavalrymen in the Zhenguo army pressed their hands on their big guns and looked at the opposite side vigilantly. The two formations were filled with a murderous aura.

"If rats dare to harm my commander, you will definitely take your life!"

Xia Biao glanced at Zhen Guojun, then looked at the rolling wolf smoke, and shouted: "Let's go!"

The cavalry followed him to turn their horses and galloped north in the formation of Hebei marching. The cavalry came and went quickly. Soon, only a bunch of smoke and dust floating on the ground were left. A strange color flashed in Yue Yun's eyes. This cavalry seemed lazy, but it was quick to move and had sharp cavalry, no less than the elite Liao army he met. As far as he knew, until the recovery of Bianliang, Zhao Xingde had no effective cavalry, scout, pursuit and other military affairs under his command had to rely on the cavalry of the front army Yang Zaixing. Xia Biao's cavalry must have been newly built after restoring Henan. After a long winter of chasing and fighting with the Khitan cavalry on both sides of the river, it was no longer something others could despise.

"Let's go, before dark, hurry to the next station."

Zhao Xingde watched Xia Biao leave and said to Ma Yuan and other generals: "This is commander of Yue Yunyue, and the army is known as the 'winning official'. Do you want to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion with him?" Although Zhao Xingde believed that they were all loyal to the Song Dynasty, the governments along the way may not see this way. Especially in some key passes along the way, there were also people stationed in the Xijing Xingzhang. Most of the officers who fled were born in the army. The martial arts skills were not outstanding, and they were adaptable to the situation, and they were inferior to Xia Biao and other generals. Zhao Xingde was determined to protect them, but he did not talk about himself, but instead pushed Yue Yun out and invited Ma Yuan and others to accompany him, he also had a hint of avoiding suspicion. Yue Yun's face changed slightly, but when he looked at Zhao Xingde, Ma Yuan and others, he did not deny it.

Ma Yuan hesitated for a moment, clasped his fists and said, "The last general will follow the order of the general." The officers' emotions also calmed down a lot. They all followed behind Beiwei Camp, forming a strange team of cavalry, and slowly headed south together. On the way, Liu Wengu slowed down his mount a little and greeted Ma Yuan.

"Wenyuan, will the court trust us with Lord Zhao like this?" Sima Ping asked worriedly.

"Can the court trust you if you don't follow Lord Zhao back?"

Ma Yuan looked up at the front, and a carriage was slowly moving forward under the escort of cavalry. Everyone knows that Lord Zhao would never ride a carriage. When marching, he either rode a horse or walked with his soldiers. "This is because he couldn't help himself," Ma Yuan sighed in his heart, "Loyal and suspicious, straightforward and slanderous, that's it. If I put myself in my shoes, would I run to Guanxi like Mr. Zhao?" He smiled like a self-deprecatingly, "A martial man is the country, should I be a martial man or a shameful house?" He raised his hand and looked at the calloused calluses that had been ground to the thick palm.

"I saw through it," Sima Ping shook his head, "I don't plan to go to the Ministry of War, Jie Jia returns to his hometown. By the way, I heard that the court wants great courtesy and there are so many troubles everywhere. Alas, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. Why do I feel that over the years, our Song Dynasty has not had a few days of peace?"

"Great Ceremony?" Ma Yuan's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the carriage in front of him, and a mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth, "If you have the time to do this, can the Liao bandits occupy Hebei?"

"Be careful when speaking," Sima Ping reminded, "The prefectures and counties are in chaos. If you say that, you will offend all the big shots. They are not as easy to talk to as Lord Zhao."

"Is that?" Ma Yuan sneered, "Sima, since that's the case, you don't have to go back to your hometown. Now the court is using its weapons. The generals are all respectful. Even if they are a little suspicious, the court must use us." He sighed and looked up at the front. The thick clouds were pressing down very low. There seemed to be only a narrow gap between the sky and the earth. But in this gap, the flat field seemed extremely open, and the roads crisscrossed the plains, and more than a thousand cavalrymen surrounded a carriage and walked slowly south along the flat post road.
Chapter completed!