When Zhao Jin led his men to the edge of Longshui, he happened to see a perfect scene of cavalry massacre infantry.

I saw Chen Qizong holding an iron spear was unstoppable and rushed forward first. A barbarian general turned around and wanted to fight. Chen Qizong let out an unreasonable shot. The iron spear was charged with the power of a war horse. How could the barbarian general resist?

The shield in the barbarian general's hand was broken and he spitted blood on his mouth and turned over.

Chen Qizong let go of the iron spear, took another spare one from the saddle, and shot it again.

He stabbed the barbarian general to death on the ground, and then rushed into the barbarian soldiers and started a massacre.

Although the Song army had not many cavalry, they were divided into three routes. The left cavalry was thrown with bows and arrows in hand. Although the lethality was not great, the arrows were leveraging the horse's power and landed on people, and there was no limit to two holes in one arrow. If it were a normal day, the barbarians might still be able to grit their teeth to resist. Now they have decided to escape and have no courage. The barbarians were frightened by this small rain of arrows and screamed. Some wanted to escape, some wanted to shoot arrows and counterattack, some wanted to chase after them with spears, and some wanted to defend on the spot.

Originally, the barbarians didn't have much advantage, and they still had different orders now. If you were to see others, you might have seen that the battle was really fierce enough and it felt very exciting. However, Zhao Jin, who had been through the battlefield for a long time, had already seen that the barbarians showed signs of defeat!

The cavalry on the right led people to harass them, but not with bows and arrows, but with sabers. The cavalry waved the sabers in the galloping war horses, and the barbarians were slightly negligent, and the heads rose into the air and blood splattered three feet away.

This caused the barbarians on both sides to be unable to effectively attack Chen Qizong. The most powerful cavalry is the front, without waving weapons. The body of the war horse is strong and the tonnage is six or seven times that of humans. If you hit it directly, it would be enough for the barbarians to vomit blood and slump on the ground for a long time and unable to move.

As for the spear, the sharp weapon against cavalry, is it effective when the enemy rushed into the formation?

With the super long spear, it can only hit the cavalry without any lightness or heavyness, which is probably a little better than scratching!

It didn't take long for the Chen Qi Sect to penetrate the barbarians' lineup. The barbarians were in chaos. Many people fled. Chen Qi Sect did not just choose the pursuit of the light road, but instead deliberately let them go with gold, silver and soft.

Zhao Qian could see clearly, but the barbarians were not. On the battlefield, in the sword light and sword shadows, how many people could observe the situation calmly? Even if you have this calmness, you must have this energy! If you use both minds and minds on the battlefield, isn’t that a rhythm of dying?

"Congratulations to the prince, add another general!" Feng Shanji bowed to Zhao Jin and said with a clear conscience.

Yang Qing's face looked a little ugly. This guy is really not a good-looking guy, he actually flattered so quickly. He was still hesitating just now!

"Although that's the case, without the order of the prince, I will send troops to chase him. Is it possible to succeed once, can it succeed every time? Prince, Chen Qizong, must be punished!" At this time, a man suddenly made an objection voice. It was a bit out of place.

Zhao Qin turned his head and looked at it. It was Zhao Yingwu. His face was a little resentful and even more vigilant.

Zhao Qian sighed helplessly in his heart. Although there are many capable people under his command, there are quite a lot of conflicts. Zhao Yingwu is a typical traditional school. He believes that giving too much power to the warriors will harm the safety of the Song Dynasty. Even if he wants to give it, he should give it to the royal family and his relatives!

Feng Shenji and Yang Qing did not speak, but their eyes were all at Zhao Jin.

Zhao Feng glanced at Zhao Yingwu and said coldly: "On the battlefield, you have to report everything. Wouldn't that delay the fighter's plane? I don't know the truth that the speed of the soldiers is so fast, so I have read those military books in vain?"

Zhao Yingwu's face collapsed and he said indignantly: "Prince..."

Zhao Jin waved his hand and did not continue to scold him. The kingly way was to use both soft and hard. Zhao Jin comforted Zhao Yingwu: "But your words make sense. Such things are indeed guilty, but the merit is greater than the fault! If you are in the city, people will die, and the country will die. If the city is in the city, people will die, and the country will die! You should also know this principle. Chen Qizong did this for the sake of going to war this time. Although he is guilty, it is understandable. Well, even if the merits and demerits are offset! Forget the reward of armor!"

Zhao Yingwu's face was relieved a lot.

Zhao Qian smiled bitterly in his heart. Although Zhao Yingwu was average in ability, he was undeniable to his loyalty. Even if he rebelled, Zhao Yingwu would follow him without hesitation, but his horizons were still a little narrow.

In fact, Zhao Chen’s concession this time was not only because of Zhao Yingwu alone, but also because he realized that acting cheaply would cause a lot of rebound in the army. After all, this is a national policy established since the founding of the Song Dynasty. This national policy has certainly hindered the implementation of the iron law of “the capable are superior, the mediocre are inferior” to a considerable extent.

Although it is to allow a large number of generals who are placing senior citizens to take office, what can be achieved is not ability, but qualifications, and rigid implementation of the imperial orders. However, if Zhao Qian blatantly changes this rule, he will suffer a great rebound. After all, Zhao Qian has moved others' path to promotion. If this group of traditional generals fails to solve the problem, who may be indifferent?

When the war ended, the army also set sail to the edge of Longshui. Chen Qizong and the others did not have to cross the river to perform their merits. Zhao Qian crossed the river and came to Huaiyuan Village.

Although the barbarians retreated, they were too hasty, so they did not cause much damage to Huaiyuan Village. Previously, Feng Chang's thought that he would capture Longshui City, rush out of Yizhou, and take down Guangnan West Road. Naturally, Huaiyuan Village was regarded as long-term occupation and it was impossible to loot. Therefore, after the war in Huaiyuan Village, Feng Chang's people even asked someone to repair it.

Zhao Jin came to the yamen and did not have to work in the ventilated building.

Besides, Chen Qizong proudly drove his horse back to the Huaiyuan Village camp, with a few heads wrapped around his waist, and handed them over to the guards of the royal palace. He settled down and kept it in quicklime, so he walked into the yamen with big strides.

Chen Qizong entered the White Tiger Hall and saw that all the civil and military officials were almost there, so he couldn't help but feel a little strange. But the etiquette of face was indispensable. Chen Qizong put his fists and bowed, and said proudly: "The last general will meet the prince! In this battle, three barbarian generals were killed, and 126 barbarian soldiers were captured and about 200 were captured alive. It should be favored by the heaven!"

Zhao Qian looked at Chen Qizong coldly, and said slowly, "Father Ying, do you know your guilt?"

Zhao Qin's words were not fast, they were slow, but they were filled with a sense of oppression like a mountain of pressure.

Chen Qizong hesitated, knelt on one knee, and said, "The last general sent troops without authorization and violated the military rules. Please punish the prince!"

Zhao Qian did not immediately punish Chen Qizong, but looked at the eyes of the nearby generals. Many people showed a playful look, or they were no longer sympathetic. Obviously, they all believed that Chen Qizong did this and violated the traditions in the military. If everyone did this, how could these old generals survive?

It seems that I still have a long way to go to change the weak state of the Song army!

"Father Ying! Since you know you are wrong, that's good! The merits and demerits made this time are worth it, but Nian Zai'er is fighting to the death this time, so I will give you a piece of armor!" Zhao Qian said slowly according to the reward and punishment he had set before.

After a pause, Zhao Qian asked solemnly: "Do you dissatisfied?"

How could he be really convinced? It’s just that Chen Qizong is a literati, with a lot of colorful intestines in his stomach, and he could see that he seemed to have violated a taboo. He was depressed and disappointed, and his mouth was full of bitterness. "The prince... the prince is clearly rewarded and punished, and he will not accept... obey... obey!"

The word "convinced" seems to be as heavy as ten thousand pounds. Chen Qizong finally spoke these two words.

"Well! Since you know you are wrong, go back to your position!" Zhao Qian waved his hand, as if he was dismissing the plague god.

After discussing other military affairs, Zhao Qian ordered the meeting to be dismissed.

Chen Qizong went out with his head down with a frustrated look on his face. When he walked halfway, he suddenly felt that his sleeve was being pulled. When he looked back, he was a guard of the royal palace. I wonder what was wrong with the other party?

Before Chen Qizong could inquire, the guards of the royal palace had already lowered their voices and said, "People don't say anything, the prince is looking for the general in private!"

When Chen Qizong heard this, he was immediately excited. He knew that Zhao Jin still remembered his contribution! The depression in his heart immediately went halfway!

Zhao Qian had already changed into clothes, wearing a cool green gauze shirt, and a pair of wooden clogs on his feet. He was squinting his eyes in the garden and lay on the Taishi chair with his eyes narrowed, with clear tea and pastries next to him. Life was so moist. Seeing this scene, who would have thought that Zhao Qian was on the way to the war?

"Sit!" Zhao Qian opened his eyes slightly and pointed to the seat next to him.

Chen Qizong hesitated for a while, feeling that this was a bit rude. After all, the position seemed to be on par with Zhao Qian. But seeing that there seemed to be only an empty seat in the garden, at least it was only an empty seat. Chen Qizong had to sit next to Zhao Qian a little uncomfortable. In order to show respect, Chen Qizong only sat half of his butt.

Zhao Qian picked up the teacup, took a sip, glanced at Chen Qizong, and said, "It's very easy to kill those barbarians today. Why are you so restrained when you get to this king? But are you still thinking about the matter that I scold you just now?"

"I dare not!" Although Chen Qizong felt that Zhao Qin came to him this time to comfort him, the power of heaven was unpredictable. King Wei Qiansui was not the emperor, but also the emperor's younger brother. Who knows if his heart was as he thought? Chen Qizong was a little nervous.

"I don't dare! It seems that I'm still resentful!" Zhao Qian opened his eyes and looked at Chen Qizong.

Chen Qizong was like an ant on a hot pan, and he opened his mouth and wanted to explain.

Zhao Qian waved his hand and interrupted Chen Qizong's words to his throat. He said, "Okay! If you don't have any resentment, I'm still strange! After all, who would have no resentment when you have such a thing? If you change to a reckless man, you might even have a mutiny."
Chapter completed!