The Tianhunjin Ferry is less than fifty miles away from the Jinning Army's garrison Jialuzhai. This ferry is a relatively gentle place where the Yellow River flows. On weekdays, there are only two small fishing boats ferrying back and forth. Most of the transitioners are passers-by from Linquan County on the north bank of the Yellow River to Jialuzhai on the south bank of the Yellow River. These transitioners are mostly military soldiers, because Jialuzhai is a typical border military camp. The two ferry masters are also considered worldly people who are used to all kinds of big-headed soldiers, but what they see today still shocks them so much that they can't speak.

The big-headed soldiers crossing the river today are very different from the past. They are not only in military uniforms, but also in their mental outlook and momentum, and are obviously different from the soldiers they used to. This army is not large in number, with only about fifty cavalry, but they are extremely well-equipped. Everyone has a half-body iron leaf armor, with shiny armor and new leather helmets. The horses under their crotch are strong and their legs are long and huge, and they are all rare Hequ horses. There are two large leather pockets on both sides of the saddle, each with three or four layers in each pocket. On one side, they are covered with hand knives, short axes, iron maces, long bows, arrows, javelins and other dazzling exquisite weapons; on the other side, there are bulging and round things, and they can't tell what it is... It is precisely because they can't understand that it is even more scary...

This is an escort team. The escorts are 240 large trucks. The sackcloth bags on the car are piled high, the ruts are pressed deeply, and the wheels make unbearable squeaks. You can imagine the weight of these things.

The burlap bag was tied tightly, and it was impossible to tell what was inside, but the strong salty smell filled the air and the powder spilled on the ground. The two men could easily guess that it was salt!

Oh my God! Two hundred and forty carts of salt, I’m afraid there are not 100,000 kilograms of salt. What an amazing wealth.

A Shao Gong asked foolishly: "June, where did you get such a lot of salt?"

The general who led the team was very kind. While commanding the servant who drove the mule cart to unload some salt bags to reduce the load on the car body and make it easier to cross the river, he smiled and said, "Where is the area around your Jinning Army rich in salt?"

"No need to say it, it's naturally Yinzhou..." Mr. Shao slipped out and said, and he woke up and realized that it was wrong. It was the enemy's prefecture! His face turned pale, afraid that these soldiers would be punished.

The general of the army smiled and said, "Isn't this going to end?"

The words were not clear. But both of the two men heard the implication. No, right? The salt was brought from Yinzhou? The Xia people were very bad and didn't sell them for money. How could they make so much at once?

When the two men saw that the generals were easy to talk, they became brave and asked with courage: "Isn't the military officer the army?"

The general of the army replied frankly: "We are the Tianzhu Army, recapturing Taiyuan, annihilated the Jin Hu; attacking Yinzhou, and expelting the Tianzhu Army of Xia thieves!"

The turbid old eyes of the two male men suddenly opened wide: "It was spread a lot a while ago. Is the official army's recovery of Taiyuan true?!"

The two men were extremely surprised. At this time, a careful men quietly pulled the other man's sleeve and pointed at the servants who were unloading the salt bag. Only then did they notice that most of the men who were unloading the salt bag were left-sided Hu clothes, with exposed hair... They were all Hu people from Xia Kingdom. In this way, the matter in Yinzhou is true!

The two men were so happy that they didn't know what to say. They kept rubbing two pairs of rough hands that were weathered and frosted, and asked what to do. That day, the generals of the army had really asked for something, so they asked the two men to find two or thirty small boats and wooden boards from nearby to build a simple floating bridge to transition. The men had no choice but to agree, and rushed upstream and downstream. In less than half an hour, they brought more than twenty small fishing boats and fishermen. With enough materials and sufficient personnel to build floating bridges. After two hours, two hundred and forty salt trucks drove steadily to the other side.

It was at this time that Zhao Wei and Zhao Yan's mission team appeared on the south bank, and there was one more person in the mission team, Sun Zhangong. It was precisely because he was going to the Khahu Fort to pick up Sun Zhangong that his mission team was on the mission team. He crossed the Yellow River from Dinghu City early and came to Henan.

At this time, the envoy team was staring at the long salt convoy on the other side, constantly waved their hands, and the escort team also responded enthusiastically. The escort team also ran back to the south bank and asked if the envoy team needed help. Zhao Jian came forward to express his gratitude and stated that there was nothing wrong.

The two teams were both elite soldiers of the Hunting Barracks, and they were very familiar with each other and could even call each other's names. However, the captain of the escort asked no questions about where the team was going from the start to finish. Every hunter, including all the students who walked out of the teaching battalion, had taken courses on confidentiality and would never ask what they should not ask.

The escort team and the long hundreds of salt trucks gradually faded away. Zhao Wei poked his head out of the car and sighed at Zhao Yan, who was riding on the war horse and leaning beside the car: "A hundred thousand kilograms of good rock salt is a strategic material that even if you have money, you can't buy! The Xia people are losing a lot now."

Zhao Jian smiled proudly: "There is nothing good in Yinzhou. It's just a little bit of food stored by the Xia people, which is enough for the five thousand troops to eat for three or five months. In addition, it's good to count the salt there. The military leader said that except for the tools to pick salt in the salt field, a grain of salt cannot be left to the Xia people..."

Seeing his nephew's face with a flying look on his face, Zhao Wei felt inexplicably worried. Young people always tend to admire heroes, and that military leader just fits the standards of this hero so perfectly. It would be fine if Twenty-sanlang was just an ordinary boy, but he was the prince who was highly expected by the royal family!

Thinking of this, Zhao Wei couldn't help but whisper and tentatively: "Twenty-sanlang, don't you... don't you want to revive the Song Dynasty?"

Zhao Yan was stunned and then fell silent. After a while, he looked up and looked directly at Zhao Wei's expectant eyes and said seriously: "My nephew's idea is very simple, to attack the Jin barbarians, constantly attack the Jin barbarians, drive the enemy out of the Song Dynasty's homeland, and drive them back to their old lairs. One day, my Tianzhu Army will also attack the Jin people's territory, so that the robbers can also taste the taste of being robbed. Then, welcoming my father and brother back, let them quietly enjoy their old age. This is what my nephew wants. Looking at the world, there is only the military leader, and only the Tianzhu Army can make the nephew's dream come true... The situation of the Ninth Brother in Lianghuai is enough to illustrate this point. Therefore, at present, my nephew only wants to follow the army to fight against the Jin barbarians for life, and other things... My nephew doesn't think about it, nor do I want the emperor and several royal uncles to think more - don't forget that the military leader is also the director of the Secret Bureau."

Zhao Jie's last words made Zhao Wei feel a little disgusted. The gloomy face of the aliens, the first intelligence director of the Secret Bureau, flashed through his mind. He shook his head hard and threw away the bad feeling. Zhao Wei also had a similar feeling for the ninth brother mentioned by Zhao Jie, and he felt a little bit disgusted with the iron and shameless: "This Jiulang, without imperial edict and treasure, ascended the throne without authorization, is really not a king or father... If he could gather the old ones

The army attacked the Jin barbarians and reorganized the rivers and mountains. The previous great rebellious actions may have been unfair to be forgiven by the Supreme Emperor, Yuan Sheng and our royal family. But, look at what he did in both Huaihe Rivers? Jingdong, Jingji, Huainan... The Jin barbarians were like no one. The emperor who had just put on a dragon robe was chased and ran from Jiankang to Yangzhou, and from Yangzhou to Lin'an. There was a slight revival. How could he be like this emperor?"

Zhao Jian said seriously: "I used to stay in the palace and the palace, and I don't know many things. I can't understand why I have millions of soldiers in the Song Dynasty, but I can't stop the attack of the soldiers and horses composed of tens of thousands of Jurchens, Khitans and various Hu tribes. It was not until after joining the Tianzhu Army that I personally experienced the training, organized, military system, and combat. Compared with the statements of many Tianzhu Army soldiers who had been Song soldiers, my nephew truly understood that it would be difficult to copy the military system of my Song Dynasty as it was, and I wanted to resist the Jin army and stop the invasion. And if I wanted to defeat the Jin army, return my country, and even attack the invaders' nest, it would be an impossible daydream. How could the group of defeated soldiers gathered by Jiu Ge achieve the above goals? It is amazing to be chased thousands of miles and run away."

Although Zhao Wei did not join the army like Zhao Jian and had personal experiences, he was not a person without eyes and ears. He had been in Tianshu City for so long and had never eaten pork or seen pig run, right? The Tianzhu Army was very different from the Song Army, which he had seen before, and his combat effectiveness was even more different from that of the Song Army. Even if he had despised it, he would have to admit that if there was an army in the world that could expel the captives and return them to my country, it would be the Tianzhu Army.

Twenty-sanlang is very clear! At the moment of today, the goals of the Zhao Song royal family and the Tianzhu Army are the same. The Zhao Song royal family members want to take revenge, to destiny, and to welcome the two saints, they must rely on the Tianzhu Army; and the Tianzhu Army wants to expand and develop, reduce the resistance of local forces, and have no worries about internal affairs after the territory is defeated, and they must also rely on the power of their royal family. At the current stage, if they are united, they will benefit from both sides, and if they are dispersed... If they are dispersed, the development of the Tianzhu Army is only slowed down, and some cities that could have been subdued must be attacked, and they are not much worse. And the royal family is miserable... So if they do not cooperate, they suffer greater losses, and they are even less cost-effective. The Zhao family has never lacked smart people, so they naturally understand this better than anyone else, so they choose to compromise and cooperate.

This is why Zhao Wei was willing to go to the Jinning Army to be a lobbyist this time. In addition, he knew Xu Huiyan, the governor of the Jinning Army. In the second year of Daguan (1108), Xu Huiyan entered the capital in response to the imperial edict and participated in the martial arts competition. He won the title in one fell swoop and was awarded the title of "the best martial arts competition". At that time, Xu Huiyan was only fifteen years old and became the youngest martial artist in the history of the Song Dynasty and was famous in the capital. For this reason, Zhao Wei, who was also in his prime at that time, went to Zichen Hall to watch the young warrior and met him. When Xu Huiyan was appointed as the custody of the Baode Army, he still visited Zhao Wei before leaving the capital.

Zhao Wei knew this current Xu Fushuai quite well. He was quite loyal and righteous. No matter whether the trip was successful or not, he would not have any worries about his life. This is also an important reason why he dared to go on a mission and agreed to Zhao Jian as the deputy envoy.

Zhao Jian finally pointed to the two old men with wrinkles on the other side of the river and ended the dangerous conversation with a few words: "Why don't the emperor look at the two ordinary people? After they learned that Taiyuan was recovered and Yinzhou was returned to me, they smiled so happily and sincerely helped our army... The common people didn't care that the army of the family was cleaning up the broken rivers and mountains. They only knew that it was the Han army, and that was enough."

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Chapter completed!