When Di Lie led Fang Hong and other cavalry back to the previous main battlefield, they saw nearly a thousand righteous and brave young men. They had basically formed a neat formation under Yang Zhechong, Zuo Kai, A Shu, Zhihe and others.

When the queue saw the heroic Di Lie surrounded by horsemen and the bloody enemy chief's head on the tip of Fang Hong's long spear, they suddenly burst into cheers and were as excited as mad.

Di Lie slowly drew his knife and stabbed hard at the rising sun: "We won!"

"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Thousands of people cheered in unison like a tsunami of pines and waves. Then all the cavalry, led by Fang Hong, dismounted, took off their iron helmets, knelt on one knee, and lowered their big heads to that proud body.

. Nearly a thousand infantry led by Yang Zhechong, Zuo Kai and others also unanimously threw their spears and shields to the ground, knelt down and kowtowed to Di Lie.

Di Lie swung the scimitar he held high downwards, and the blade emitted a golden stream of light, as if cutting the red sun in half.

When Di Lie led his army back to the Dongzhai Gate of the Jin Army's camp, he saw grateful Song prisoners kneeling all over the place along the way. Those who survived the disaster did not hesitate to give their gratitude to

To this miraculous "His Highness" who saved them from suffering.

However, not everyone knows how to repay kindness. Di Lie then learned about the royal families of the Song Dynasty, such as the four princes of Puwang, Xinwang, Jinkang, Pingyuan, Heyi, Yongning and more than ten famous families.

Zong's disciples, when the Jin Army's cavalry charged into battle and the rebel army was in danger, they actually snatched more than ten horses, rushed out of the Dongzhai Gate and ran away.

Di Lie had a gloomy face, and after a while he sneered coldly: "That's fine, just run away, otherwise these royal uncles will be in trouble sooner or later."

Yang Zhechong whispered: "There are still more than two thousand clan members..."

Di Lie waved his hand impatiently: "Let's not talk about those cats and dogs who have been out of the fifth server. Moreover, you'd better remember that no matter what status these people had before, now they only have one name in common - I, Di Lie's

The spoils of war.”

"Amitabha." A Buddha's name came from behind, and the monk named Zhihe frowned and said, "If this is the case, what is the difference between His Highness and Jin Lu?"

"Of course it's different." Di Lie stared at the bold monk, "I let them live and work for me; while Jin Lu only needs them to work, but he doesn't mind whether they survive. This is the difference!"

The monk looked at Di Lie without fear and said loudly: "It turns out that His Highness's act of rescuing people was not out of compassion."

Di Lie was too lazy to explain his Zen intention to the monk. He still had a lot of things to do. He just said something casually that everyone including the monk was confused about: "Even if you act bravely, there will be a fund reward."

On the other hand, Ah Shu muttered impatiently: "These are the trophies snatched from the Jin people. They were originally meant to be controlled by their masters. How can there be any reason to give them up in vain? If it were on the grassland, hehe, wouldn't these fools have changed?"

To become a slave is to become a skeleton."

Di Lie sighed in his heart. This may be the difference in concepts between grassland people and farming people, and it is also one of the reasons for the weakness of the Song Dynasty and the tyranny of the Jin Dynasty. In this medieval era, from the east to the west, all civilizations were destroyed by barbarism.

If he wants to confront the Jin people and win, perhaps he really has to be more savage than the opponent.

The battle is over, but it does not mean that the crisis has been resolved. The Jin army of unknown strength is still stationed in Xiangzhou City, more than ten miles south of Huan River. And the more than a thousand forward elite cavalry sent by Guxin may return at any time.

.Once it is attacked from the north and the south, the army Di Liegang formed will undoubtedly be wiped out.

According to the intelligence from Fang Hong, Zuo Kai, A Shu and others, there should be no more than a thousand Jin soldiers in Xiangzhou City, and among them there should be no more than one Jurchen. With just over a thousand men and horses, the number of guards in Xiangzhou City would be as large as the Shang

If it is not enough, the possibility of taking the initiative to attack is unlikely. Of course, the premise is that the enemy's true and false situation cannot be discovered, let alone the enemy's knowledge of the destruction of the Guxin army, otherwise these arrogant Jurchens will go crazy.

In addition, although the forward army of thousands of cavalry has moved hundreds of miles away, they will send people back every two days to contact and report and listen to instructions. And they just contacted once yesterday, which means that they have two days to run.

road.

Time, what is needed most now is time!

While Di Lie assigned manpower to guard the gates of each village, he urgently dispatched young men to collect mules, horses and carts to load various materials stored in the Jin camp. After receiving a report from the cavalry battalion, they had collected the materials hidden by the Jin soldiers along the river.

After collecting more than ten boats, they immediately gathered all the craftsmen among the captives and issued a death order. They must use the collected boats to build a pontoon bridge on the Huan River before dark.

A series of tasks were assigned, and in the end there were still more than a thousand children of the Zhao clan, women and children with nothing to do.

Di Lie waved his hand: "We can't go on the road hungry. It just so happens that so many dead horses are not wasted. They are all stewed in the pot. If you can't finish eating, pack them up and leave them on the road to eat. From here to Wuren Mountain, I'm afraid it will take a long time.

It will take a day or two to catch up. In addition, these corpses also need to be disposed of. I will probably have to stay here overnight tonight..."

Pity these clan members who usually only know how to sing the wind and the moon, but now they are forced to engage in the business of slaughtering and burying corpses. There are also some noble clan members who refuse to accept such degrading instructions. Although these people

They succumbed to the lustful power of the Jin people, but they did not pay any attention to the so-called "volunteers" who were once prisoners of war. And the young volunteers who had just changed their roles for a few hours also obviously lacked understanding of them.

These "adults" had no confidence to use violence, so they had to keep asking Di Lie for instructions.

Di Lie was not concerned about himself and said casually: "Tell them that all those who are unwilling to work will not want to eat. If they still don't want to work, just drive them aside. When the meal is served, let them stand aside and stare."

"

In the Jin Army camp with a radius of five miles, there were continuous battles and countless explosions. The corpses of war horses were scattered everywhere. According to a rough calculation, there were no less than 300 horses. Yang Zhechong was so distressed when he saw it that if these horses were alive, it would be enough.

It can be equipped with a battalion of cavalry. As a scarce war preparation material in the Song Dynasty, this is a good thing that cannot be bought even if you have money! What a pity.

However, from Zuo Kai's point of view, Xiao Yang was too greedy. Although there were many dead horses, there were even more captured war horses. According to current rough statistics, there are more than 800 horses. In addition, mules and horses

There were countless cattle and sheep. As for the mountains of grain, beans, leather, cloth, porcelain, gold and silver, swords, guns, soldiers, armor and other items, nearly a thousand carts were loaded.

Ever since he saw this dazzling array of trophies, Zuo Kai has been trembling until now - this is the wealth accumulated by the glorious Song Dynasty for more than a hundred years! Maybe only one percent, but it is enough to make an army of ten thousand people do anything.

If you don't do it, you'll have to sit back and enjoy it for a year.

Di Lie also couldn't hide his excitement. This time, it was different from the last time he defeated the Jin Army camp where Buru and Sathorn were defeated. Last time, he just scared the enemy back, and in the end he only got part of the food, grass and food that the enemy could not take away.

The supplies were only scraps at best. But this time, we really wanted to completely wipe out the enemy troops and receive all the war dividends gained by the Jin Army's first march back north. The supplies were so numerous and valuable,

Far more than the last time, not to mention gaining an army and a large population.

Sure enough, the most profitable thing is the war windfall!
Chapter completed!