"No." The clan general, Wanyanbali of the West Route Army, replied calmly on his horse. "He should have guessed that we sent people to fetch Changge City, so he went directly to Changshe (later Xuchang) Jiancheng from the south.

And he left. However, last night, the men's arrows were like rain, and the cavalry also fell off countless horses. Maybe Han Shizhong would have been trampled into the mud a long time ago..."

"There is no such thing as a man like Han Shizhong who can't speak!" Wanyan Wushu said without any expression on his face and interrupted him directly.

"It means that Han Shizhong will not die." Wanyan Balisu frowned slightly and spoke carefully. "After all, we won a great victory last night. The Song people lost nearly half, and at most ten thousand people escaped, and they were able to follow in a hurry to gather at Changshe.

It is estimated to be only a few thousand. It seems insufficient..."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Wanyan Wushu interrupted the other party again.

"I mean, Han Shizhong's army has been destroyed. When will the fourth prince go to capture Tokyo?" Wanyan Balisu was slightly angry and couldn't help raising his head in response. "It is said that Zongze in Tokyo City is gradually dying due to the suffering of the recent war.

It's just to stabilize the morale of the military, so it's kept secret. In this way, when we take Tokyo easily..."

"Why should I go to Tokyo?" Wanyan Wushu interrupted the other party for the second time.

Wanyan immediately fell silent... If he contradicted him forcefully, it could certainly be said to be Marshal Du's order, but there were some things that he really couldn't comment on, especially his brother.

After coming back, I have been in poor health, and I was given special instructions when I came here.

"Ba Lisu, are you trying to say that Marshal Du has the order?" However, Ba Lisu wanted to give face to the fourth prince, but Wanyan Wushu, the fourth prince, did not want to give face to Ba Lisu at all. Instead, he directly condescended to him on the slope.

Defeat it in public.

"Yes." Wan Yanba Lisu had no choice but to hold his hands at each other at the foot of the slope.

"It's good that Marshal Du has orders, but I am the dignified commander of the First Army. How to deal with the military affairs here is my responsibility." Jin Wushu said calmly. "What's more, I still have the will of the king... Pull away from the speed.

, I ask you again, what is the first order of the king? Is it that wherever the Emperor of Song is, he must be chased to that place?"

"Yes!" Wanyan was angry again, but there was nothing he could do.

"Which is more important, the will of the king or the military orders of the marshal?" Wanyan Wushu followed closely.

"So what does the fourth prince want to do?" Ba Lisu finally pretended to be impatient to avoid this helpless question.

"Of course I went to Nanyang to find the Emperor of Song Dynasty according to the king's decree!" Wanyan Wushu finally changed his face.

"What about Tokyo?" Ba Lisu was speechless.

"Aren't there still tens of thousands of lazy soldiers?" The fourth prince finally became impatient. "Don't worry about the stragglers. You are the vanguard and go south to Changshe immediately. I want to see if Han Shizhong is dead!"

"That's all." That evening, in Changshe City, Han Shizhong was lying on the couch, his back bloody and bloody, while Mrs. Liang held up a basket with tears in her hands. It was densely packed with arrows, but she didn't know how many there were.

catty.

It was obvious that the Jinren's arrows were good at breaking through armor. They shot into his back through the armor, were nailed into his flesh, and were just taken out.

Han Shizhong raised his head, glanced at the basket weakly, and then suddenly smiled evilly: "It's enough for one blow... Let the blacksmith in the city take this and make it into a short knife. In the future, I, Han Wu, will use this knife to cut Wanyan Wushu alive!"
Chapter completed!