More and more information is gradually gathering in front of Song Beiyun. In addition to the three giants in northeastern Jiangxi, there are also some areas in Huizhou, which is located on the border of Qimen County where Song Beiyun was previously located.

Further down is Hengzhou Yongzhou Chenzhou, which is integrated into three continents and extends all the way to Liuzhou. This line seems to have been designed, and has drawn a bottomless hole in the territory that the Song Dynasty could not be used, completely breaking the land of fish and rice and the front line.

After seeing this information, Song Beiyun was actually stupid. It was the first time he had seen this kind of rebellion. After all, in his inherent thinking, most of the uprisings and rebellions were expanded by points, but this was a point that stretched into a line. Isn’t this worth being encircled?

Not to mention him, even the commander who is familiar with military strategy has never seen such a rebellious pattern, which is unreasonable.

"I think it's very likely that this is actually a trick."

Song Beiyun stood in front of the sand table with his arms in his arms and stared at the flag above: "All the dots are on a line, and in the end, I'm afraid I'll have to wait for the Guangxi and Lin'an to string this line into a large area. Brother Li, send a letter to His Highness Fu, and said that King Kang would rebel!"

"Why didn't it be given to the official..."

"My brother Li, all the civil and military officials are really suspicious of the prince's identity. If they were told that King Kang was at work, what would happen to Prince Fu, who is also brother? Don't say that brothers can't protect you, you will probably be transferred to the granary to see the granary. This thing is ruthless to clean. So before the matter reaches that point, some things must be known to King Fu Qiansui first."

"So that's it..." Commander Li patted his head: "Sure enough, you scholars have a good brain."

Song Beiyun shook his head and sighed: "My brain is so good, so it won't hurt so much. Let's see... how many of them are there along the way."

"More than fifty thousand people."

“How many do we have?”

"Eight...eight hundred."

When Song Beiyun heard this, he slapped himself hard on the face: "Damn it, let's take him!"

Now that the arrow is on the string, I have to be careful, Song Beiyun must first determine the overall idea. The several problems to be solved here are the first of all the food and grass and manpower issues. It is definitely impossible to ask the Central Army to ask for people now. Even if the dispatch starts from the arrival of the letter, and when all the plans are completed, half a month has passed, and the army will start to move for another half a month. When he reaches the bottom of the city, it will be at least half a month to one month, which is considered half a month. When he arrives here, Hangzhou has his mother's surname is the White Lotus Sect.

So Xiao Song has now completely given up his fantasy and is determined to save himself and fight.

"If you have food and grass, we learn from the rebels! They plunder us, and they also plunder us. Seeing who is plundering resources, they will siege the city and siege, we marched and blocked them. We fought a fast blocking battle, did not fight, did not siege the city, and did not siege the city, and ate as much as possible, to form a black and white chess angle, cut off their line, so that they could not connect." Song Beiyun narrowed his eyes: "How many saltpeter and sulfur are there in the camp?"

“It’s still much more surplus.”

Xiao Song nodded: "It's okay."

Then Song Beiyun took a deep breath: "Damn it, why is Shang Fang's sword not yet yet! There is no time."

"It should be...it's coming soon."

Song Beiyun nodded: "Totally let go of Jiangzhou, Huizhou, and there is no need to care about it! When the court comes to clean up, we will fight all the way down to strive for the greatest victory with the smallest loss."

"Mr. Song...are you pretty good at fighting?"

"I know how to do it, I know, isn't there any way?" Song Beiyun put his waist on his back: "No one can trust me now. Except for ourselves, do you understand what I mean? Today's Nanchang City..."

Song Beiyun paced back and forth: "Our principle is that the court commands guns, not commands. But it also emphasizes that a general is not responsible for the orders of the king outside, so if you want to play this time, you can play with the big ones."

Then he returned to the front of the map, clicked their own location, and suddenly laughed: "When the emperor arrived, we took action that night. Everyone tied red cloth on their hands and listened to my order. The command was to unify the mountains and rivers!"

Commander Li clasped his fists and said, "The last one will obey the order."

"Oh no, no, no, no, no..." Song Beiyun waved his hands repeatedly: "I am not a general, I am just a person who is afraid of life and death. I have to save myself."

"Finally, Brother Li. I will prepare some wine and meat, and you will be sent to the camp that is causing trouble. That night, you'd better invite other commanders to go to the Tianshangfang for a banquet in the name of a joint uprising, and then hide the swords and axe masters in it. When my signal comes, you will kill all those people! Then we will join their team." Song Beiyun touched his chin: "Before dawn, Brother Li will leave the city to guard, and I will lead some people all the way south and sweep over."

"good!"

Those who listen to this sentence are full of enthusiasm. Good men will make achievements on the battlefield. Such a strong and intense thing is his turn, so there is no reason to shirk it.

"Then Brother Li, go and prepare."

"What is our number?"

Song Beiyun thought for a while: "Fireworks, you start when you hear the sound of firecrackers that are shaking."

The two of them separated, Song Beiyun returned to Aunt Hong's side, closed the door and gathered everyone over, and then told them about it.

Aunt Hong was immediately shocked, but Qiaoqiao hugged Song Beiyun's arm with a terrified face: "Can we run?"

"Run? Where can I run?" Song Beiyun smiled bitterly: "We are behind the enemy. If there is a blockage on the road, we will be the old turtle in the jar."

But Yu Sheng looked at Song Beiyun with a calm look on his face: "What can I do?"

Song Beiyun slapped the table: "Protect this family well. If Nanchang City cannot be taken down, I will find a way to take you away. If the whole family dies together."

After saying that, he looked at Miaoyan: "Sorry..."

"If you say such words, your favorability will be reduced by one." Miaoyan leaned against the side and said, "Actually, you don't have to panic. If Xiao Song's plan could be accomplished, this place would be the safest place. Since ancient times, Nanchang has been a prosperous place, and even the siege of the city would take three to five months to break. At that time, the people from the court had already come, and Xiao Song could not have attacked Nanning."

"You look down on me too highly." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "I will try my best to push out and prevent the enemy from completing the meeting. This is the only thing I can do. If I die outside, Brother Yusheng, you have to help Qiaoqiao find a good family."

Qiao Qiao kicked her without saying a word...

"Ouch..." Song Beiyun covered his waist: "It's over... his waist is broken."

"Ah?" Qiao Qiao believed it, and her little face turned pale.

"Don't pay attention to him." Miaoyan pulled Qiaoqiao: "Look at his dead look, he is just teasing you."

"Ignore you!" Qiaoqiao snorted: "You always say something unlucky!"

Song Beiyun patted Qiaoqiao's head, then took a deep breath: "Actually, it's my first time leading a war... I'm more shaken than you, is it better to die for a lifetime?"

"Then you can't say that you will return when you have to settle the rebellion..."

Before Qiaoqiao could finish her words, Miaoyan covered her mouth directly and said with a smile: "Chun Yan Wuji, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss, puss

Song Beiyun laughed: "Okay, today's third day of the New Year, there are still a few days to calm down. Don't think about the more you have, just wait for the good news."

Five days, and there are still five days left. During these five days, Song Beiyun suddenly felt a flash of time and no longer felt like he was living like a year.

Before the emperor's seal arrived, Song Beiyun made several large fireworks, and at night they took Qiaoqiao and the others to set up big flowers, and made dumplings and dumplings together.

Later on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, he came to Xu Li's father again and asked him for a thousand sheep and a thousand pigs. Of course, Xu Li's father would do the same. Not only that, he also quietly told Song Beiyun that he had made preparations in the past few days and had stockpiled 300,000 stones of food in the farm to deal with the emergencies.

This old fox really has a keen sense of smell. He really learned some news from his own channels. Before the wind broke, he was already thinking about the way out.

He said that as long as Xiao Song can capture the city, there is no need to worry about the subsequent food. At least two months of management, the farm's production capacity is conservatively expected to last for so long.

Song Beiyun was not polite to him, but just promised to give him the title of a red-topped businessman after he went back this time. Of course, the old man didn't know what a red-topped businessman was, but when he heard that Song Beiyun was like that, he thought it would be nothing bad.

"Uncle, if it is convenient, you can now start to summon craftsmen." Song Beiyun whispered: "Casting crossbows and armor."

He handed a note to the old man: "Remember, don't spread it. Do it secretly, don't say anything."

"It's easy to say."

Everything seemed to be right, just waiting for the east wind to come. Song Beiyun had a premonition that the thing would arrive tomorrow. With the Grand Principle and the reputation would be corrected, some things would be much easier.

At night, Song Beiyun sat in the study and watched the celestial phenomena at night. He couldn't help laughing: "This ghost place in Nanchang is still a weird place."

At the same time, Zhao Xing leaned on the dragon throne, and he was not sleepy at all. The queen was about to give birth, but the whole south was in chaos. No one could have thought that the biggest expectation now really fell on Song Beiyun, who was unreliable no matter how he looked at it.

But no matter how much hope is, Zhao Xing is not stupid. He is only alone... Faced with tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of rebels, the chance of success is minimal, and it is possible that he has to set up a tomb for him in advance.

When Zhao Xing thought of this, he felt that the planting of the old crooked tree was imminent... The Song Dynasty is about to end.

"Official family, it's time to rest."

"Is there a letter coming over there?"

"Go back to the official house, no."

Zhao Xing turned his head and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's over..."

"Officials, auspicious people will have their own heavenly appearance."

"Tianxiang? Why don't you try it? Fight one-handedly against 100,000 rebels."
Chapter completed!