[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-shao-song":3,"chapter-shao-song-shao-song-chapter-82":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Shao Song",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1558248,2024,"Chapter 82: Victory (Part 2)","shao-song-chapter-82",82,"\u003Cp>Shi Wenbin, who had been clutching his head, instinctively rose and stepped forward at the sound, but then paused briefly before Jin Wushu. The latter turned his head instinctively, also utterly panicked, because the large banner bearing the character Han had already entered the eastern stockade from afar. Seeing this, the Jin army’s northern and southern camps, along with the empty main camp, fell into complete disorder!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this time, Jin Wushu finally saw clearly the presence of those few hundred cavalry in Han Shizhong’s army, and his heart pounded like a drum… By now, how could this Fourth Prince of the Jin state not understand that the crisis was truly upon him? If he didn’t flee now, he might really die here!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he, a direct bloodline of the Jin founder, Aguda, one of only three surviving adult sons, with great ambitions his whole life—how could he throw his life away here for nothing?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that thought, Jin Wushu snapped out of his earlier panic and drunkenness. He no longer had any intention of temporarily avoiding the situation or settling scores with that Zhao Jiu of Zhuozhou… On the contrary, his resolve was firm: today he must preserve his useful self. Once back north of the River, with his status, he would first seize military power in the Grand Marshal’s office, then return with a great army to debate who was the hero with the Song emperor and the likes of Han Shizhong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as Jin Wushu’s mind cleared and he resolved to flee, he felt a chill on his backside, as if splashed with wine. Reaching back to touch it, he saw his hand covered in blood-red. Only then did he notice a slight pain in his rear, and he turned his head in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If it weren’t for my old wife and young children, why would I be a dead dog slave to you Jurchen barbarian?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Wenbin, his face a mess of whip marks, tear stains, and disheveled hair, his whole body in disarray, gripped a dagger with both hands, his back against the table, trembling all over, yet he spoke with effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Wushu was dumbfounded. For a moment, he didn’t respond, instead lowering his head to stare at his wet crotch in a daze… Clearly, even though this Fourth Prince of Jin had already accepted reality and knew his side had lost this battle, he still couldn’t believe Shi Wenbin had dared to stab him in the ass!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Jin army is defeated! The Jin army is defeated!” Seeing the other man turn back, Shi Wenbin shouted out the words he had held in his heart, and with that, his courage drained away. He became like a madman, running down the platform and wildly shouting nonsense… as if the Jin army in this camp didn’t already know they had lost today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But such a madman could not be allowed to cause trouble unchecked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Shi Wenbin reached the still-smoldering brazier in front of the main army tent and tried to drag nearby banners and tents to set them on fire, a personal guard of Jin Wushu, who had returned leading a horse and was unaware of the situation, could no longer tolerate it. He pulled an iron mace from his horse, walked over, and with one blow, split the crazed adjutant’s skull open!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Jin Wushu paid no attention to the mad Shi Wenbin, because Han Shizhong’s banner had already reached outside the main camp stockade—how could he bother with a madman? He tore off his front armor skirt and, hastily helped by his personal guards, put on only his upper body armor and mounted his horse… But as soon as he sat in the saddle, the wound, which had not been very painful, now felt like ten thousand needles stabbing him. He could only brace his feet in the stirrups and try to lean forward, hugging the horse’s neck to ride!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with that movement, the Fourth Prince felt the wound on his crotch suddenly split open from behind, and something gushed out like a hemorrhage. He could only grit his teeth and clamp his legs together, urging the horse onward… Following the original plan, he tried to head due west to regroup with his troops and make his exit first!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving aside Wanyan Wushu’s decisive move to preserve his useful self and lead the Jin army’s command banner out through the western stockade gate, at the same time, at the westernmost end of the battlefield, Zhao Jiu, His Majesty the Emperor, who had been sitting motionless on the city wall of Xiacaicheng, his heart uneasy, finally noticed something unusual:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, he noticed that those “thunder sounds” were getting closer and closer;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second, he noticed that the dust from the southern side of the battlefield, representing Wang Yecha and Fu Qing, was beginning to move toward the Jin camp;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he noticed that the laborers on the masts of the riverboats and the Song troops on the river dike, cut off by the battlefield, did not seem to be panicking, but rather seemed to be celebrating something…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, a bold idea sprang up in Zhao Jiu’s mind, but with Academician Lin Jingmo, Lin, maintaining his silence, he didn’t dare speak out of turn and disturb the atmosphere. Instead, he could only remain cautious and continue watching the battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, while the Emperor’s heart was clawing like a hundred claws, and he sat motionless, he suddenly saw with his own eyes the Jin army’s command banner burst out of the camp, raising a small trail of dust and dragging two large plumes of dust as it charged toward Liu Bao’s rear. He was instantly horrified, and his earlier guesses vanished like smoke!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In their place came fear and anxiety for the battle below the city!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But since things had come to this, the Emperor knew there was no retreat. He forced himself to endure and continued to “sit upright” and observe!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Zhao Jiu could ponder life and death, the battle had already turned a hundred times… Under his own eyes, the Jin army’s command banner charged fiercely at a weak point in Liu Bao’s forces, broke through, then immediately turned. Amid the slightly stunned, then gradually understanding guesses of the civil and military officials on the city wall and the officers and soldiers below, it led the remaining Jin army northward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed that this Fourth Prince had only come out personally to escort these two battalions back to camp!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, after another moment, as the Emperor watched in stunned disbelief, the command banner, leading most of the remaining Jin troops, did not stop at all. It passed directly over the gate of the Jin army’s main camp and continued north… Finally, it went straight north, never to return!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Poor Emperor Zhao Jiu was completely baffled. Throughout the whole process, he never figured out what Jin Wushu had come out for!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was all. The next instant, as Academician Lin opened his mouth, tongue-tied, his face red, pointing to the due east, Emperor Zhao Jiu turned his head to look. Under the clear blue sky, flames suddenly rose from the Jin army’s camp, and the chaotic shouts and battle cries from all sides had somehow, indistinctly, turned into clear cheers!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor’s heart was instantly wild with joy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your servant congratulates Your Majesty!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Zhang Jun, the Censor-in-Chief, seated to the Emperor’s left, disregarded the prohibition and rose directly, tears streaming down his face. He grasped the Emperor’s left hand, bowed his head, and prostrated himself on the ground. “Two months of hardship, and today we have achieved such a great victory! The Jin army has retreated—our army has undoubtedly won a great victory!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With these words, the officials and soldiers on the city wall no longer hesitated. They became noisy for a time, rising one after another to lean out and observe the situation, whispering and exchanging words… Finally, they all fixed their gazes on the Emperor, who still sat motionless, unusually calm. The noise on the city wall gradually faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the city, there was jubilation; on the city wall, there was silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Zhao Jiu hesitated, pulled his hand free from Zhang Jun’s, and slowly rose. He was thinking about how to use this opportunity to further establish his image and win some hearts… Almost instantly, he thought of Xie An from the Battle of the Fei River long ago, and quickly came up with the actions and words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, when our Emperor Zhao Jiu stood up completely under the dragon banner and took just one step forward, he was met with the countless cheering soldiers below the city! In a daze, Zhao Jiu couldn’t help but lean on the battlements to look at the dust from the Jin army heading north, then glance at the already devastated Jin camp, and listen to the cheers that seemed mixed with cries of “Long live the Emperor.” He forgot all the words he had prepared!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, the Emperor finally turned back. First, he took a deep breath toward the civil and military officials of the temporary court. Then, to everyone’s astonishment, he slammed his entire winged hat onto his chair. Finally, with a ferocious expression, he exerted all his strength to utter a single sentence:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This battle is won!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Majesty, we have won!” Academician Lin seemed to be the first to react. He immediately bowed his head, tears falling, and prostrated himself, prompting many of the temporary court officials behind him to follow suit, bowing and offering congratulations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: Good night.\u003C\u002Fp>",1615,"2026-06-06T07:45:46.639Z",1,"Novelzhen Translator","9a96d3687d5cd977716d303aa85b449889494706fb7c029ac076f9962e233032","shao-song-chapter-83","shao-song-chapter-81",489,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fshao-song-cover.jpg"]