After a while, Han Shizhong adjusted his mood, but did not ask the other party why he did not follow Na Ma Zongzhi to escape back to northern Shaanxi, and why he brought two thousand rebels across the river. Instead, he shook his head and smiled:

"You are a good man!"

Zhang Heng was about to speak but stopped.

"What do you want to say?" Han Shizhong saw it and asked immediately. "Just say what you want to say."

"Your Majesty, if I follow you this time, can I be considered a serious commander of the imperial camp?" Zhang Heng bowed and asked seriously.

"Forget it." Han Liangchen glanced at the other party for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, but finally nodded heavily. "I personally recommended it for you!"

Zhang Heng was overjoyed.

And just when people from Shaanxi and Shanxi were talking about speculation, Cheng Min from Hebei hurriedly came over and reported in a funny Hebei accent: "Your Majesty! Salihe is coming soon."

There was no need for Cheng Min to report. Han Shizhong, who had already felt the shaking on the ground, nodded slightly, and then continued to ask Zhang Heng seriously, but for some reason, his accent became like serious Mandarin: "Zhang Tongzhi, you don't have a tent here, but

Should there be something to eat?"

"Yes... there is mutton soup in the pot, and there are also ready-made cooking cakes." Zhang Heng, excited, quickly introduced. "The cooking cakes were taken from Taiyuan half a month ago, and they are a bit hard... and I only have 2,000 people.

There’s not enough pot.”

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"It doesn't matter." Han Shizhong took a deep breath of the early winter air and looked at this fifty-year-old Shanxi man seriously. "I tell you three things!"

"I want it!" Zhang Heng quickly stood with his hands crossed.

"My Beiwei Army and Depian Army came here early in the morning, and they haven't eaten yet. Let them drink soup and cakes quickly, and get some for me, but remember, let the Depian Army eat first, and then let Beiwei

The army will eat..." Han Shizhong ordered as Cheng Min was stunned.

"Yes!" Zhang Heng still crossed his hands and faced each other seriously.

"Then, you have to take your people and take precautions quickly. If the Jurchens attack, you have to block it for me for a quarter of an hour or two. Don't delay us from having a full meal before going into battle."

"I want it!" Zhang Heng's voice seemed to be trembling, but he couldn't tell whether it was fear or excitement.

"Finally, as soon as the drink arrived for Sa Li, I found a brave man who filled a bowl of mutton soup and two hot cooking cakes and gave it to Sa Li for me to drink. I told him that Han Shizhong, the king of Yan'an County, invited him to drink the soup... No more

!”

Zhang Heng nodded hurriedly and left quickly.

Just like this, about two-quarters of an hour later, in front of the Song Army camp, Wan Yansali, a member of the Jin Army, stared blankly at the steaming mutton soup and hard-cooked cakes on a tray on the ground in front of him. It took him a while to react.

, but he directly picked up the hammer from his waist and smashed it directly towards the bowl of mutton soup.

With just one smash, the pottery bowl shattered and the mutton soup splattered everywhere.

Then, this Wanhu man turned around with his hammer still stained with oil and white gas, looking at the many enemies behind him, trying to defeat them, and spoke angrily:

"There is constant military information from the capital, saying that Han Shizhong was sitting upright at Tieling Pass yesterday, and the banner could be seen from more than ten miles away, but today he came here to prepare soup and wait for us? More than a hundred miles away, we

All the cavalry, fast people and fast horses, just come straight along the river. He has to take a detour in the middle... Could it be that he came by flying?! Do you think I am a fool to say that I am a fool? I can't see that this is a story in the Song Dynasty.

An empty city plan?!"

Having said this, Sa Lihu threw the hammer in his hand on the ground in front of him and waved his hand: "Send out troops! Capture this base quickly! Let's go to Hedong City for dinner in the evening!"

The generals of the Jin army shouted loudly, and for a moment they showed off their strength and power.

At this time, behind the dense fence, under the mist, and under the eager gaze of Bei Weijun, the Jie Pianjun and King Han had just started to drink soup... But to be honest, the cooking cakes were indeed a bit hard, and the soup was too

It was hot, so Han Shizhong simply broke open the pancake and put it into the mutton soup. While soaking the pancake, it effectively cooled down the mutton soup.

Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers of the Japanese army also followed suit.
Chapter completed!