Chapter 520

As Lü Bu and Zhao Yun set off, for a time, many cities of Southern Song were conquered by the two with the momentum of thunder.

Ten days later, the Southern Song court had just received the news.

Lin'an.

The capital of Southern Song.

"Eight-hundred-li urgent report from the border!"

As an anxious and chaotic voice came, a fast horse ran rapidly through Lin'an City.

The people along the way, seeing the person coming, quickly dodged.

And at this time.

Lin'an, inside the Imperial Palace Hall.

The Southern Song Emperor sitting on the dragon throne, looking at his age, was only thirty-something years old.

However, looking at his appearance, it seemed somewhat old.

His pale face was also accompanied by a touch of morbidity, as if his body had been hollowed out.

It was not difficult to see that this was obviously caused by excessive plowing in the fields at night.

At this moment, he was leaning on the dragon throne, looking at the civil and military officials below with lazy eyes.

As if the affairs of the world had nothing to do with him.

This person was exactly the Southern Song Emperor, Song Lizong Zhao Yun.

"Report, Your Majesty, eight-hundred-li urgent report!"

Just at this time, a soldier in tattered clothes, covered in blood, staggered into the hall.

At this time, Zhao Yun above was also startled by this sudden person and voice.

"Bastard, in the court hall, why are you so panicked?"

Zhao Yun, who was startled, roared angrily at the soldier who broke in.

"Presumptuous! Daring to collide with His Majesty, are you seeking death!"

At this time, among the officials, a cold scolding voice resounded in the hall.

The owner of the voice was seen to be a middle-aged man wearing a Southern Song First-Rank official uniform.

His face also carried a hint of femininity.

This person was exactly the famous treacherous official of Southern Song, Prime Minister Jia Sidao.

"That is right, someone, take this thing that dares to collide with the Holy One out and behead it to show the public!"

As Jia Sidao's voice fell, another gloomy voice resounded to the side.

Looking at his attire, it was also a middle-aged man wearing a First-Rank official uniform like Jia Sidao.

This person was the treacherous official Ding Daquan, who bore countless infamies together with Jia Sidao.

At this time, the messenger kneeling on the ground could not care about the injuries on his body and his exhausted body.

He hurriedly bowed crazily to Zhao Yun on the dragon throne:

"Your Majesty, spare my life! Your Majesty, spare my life!"

"This humble person did not dare to collide with Your Majesty; Your Majesty, an eight-hundred-li urgent report from Ezhou!"

The crowd who heard the messenger's words clearly were all shocked.

"What did you say?"

And Zhao Yun on the dragon throne was even more startled to his feet.

"Bold, how could there be an eight-hundred-li urgent report from Ezhou?"

At this time, Jia Sidao scolded the messenger even more.

"Your Majesty, esteemed lords, this is true; this humble person risked death to bring the news out."

The messenger, seeing that the crowd did not believe him, hurriedly explained.

"When did this happen?"

At this time, a young martial general asked the messenger.

"Returning to the Lord, this happened ten days ago."

Hearing this, the young general hurriedly asked again:

"Do you know who is attacking Ezhou? Is it Mongolia, or Western Xia?"

Just after speaking, only to hear this young general say again:

"It cannot be Western Xia; they, Western Xia, are currently facing the Mongols and are already unable to protect themselves."

"At this time, they dare not move troops against my Great Song, so it can only be Mongolia!"

However, who knew that after the messenger heard his words, he hurriedly shook his head and hurriedly explained:

"General, it is not the Mongols either."

"The flag of this army attacking Ezhou is a Red Dragon Flag, with a big 'Han' character on it, and there is also a 'Lü' character commander flag on the side."

"Moreover, they do not look like Mongols; looking at their appearance, they are all Han people like us."

Hearing this, Zhao Yun and the civil and military officials of Southern Song were all shocked.

"What? Who on earth is this, daring to attack my Great Song!"

"You all speak, which rebel is this, daring to betray my Great Song?"

At this time, Zhao Yun roared with incomparable anger at the ministers.

Since this is not the Mongols, then according to what this messenger said, it can only be that a rebel appeared within Great Song.

However, which Lü-surnamed general would dare to rebel against his Great Song?

"Your Majesty, the only general in my Great Song surnamed Lü who has such strength is Lü Wende, who is guarding Xiangyang City."

"Moreover, if it is really Lü Wende rebelling, sending troops from Xiangyang would happen to pass through Ezhou."

"And Ezhou, as the grain-storage city of my Great Song, the enemy army would certainly occupy it first."

At this time, Left Prime Minister Jia Sidao said righteously to Zhao Yun.

"Your Majesty, this humble official agrees with what the Left Prime Minister said."

"Being able to do this in such a short time, and also being able to catch the court off guard, apart from Lü Wende of Xiangyang, this humble official cannot think of a second general surnamed Lü who can do this!"

As Jia Sidao's voice fell, Right Prime Minister Ding Daquan also stepped out and said solemnly.

Hearing the analysis of the two, Zhao Yun was suddenly furious.

"Good Lü Wende, truly not a human son!"

"He failed my trust in him; I handed the important place of Xiangyang to him to guard with heavy troops, and this is how he repays me?"

"Not killing Lü Wende will not dispel the hatred in my heart!"

"Which esteemed subject is willing to lead troops on an expedition for me?"

Zhao Yun asked the ministers with a face full of killing intent.

At this time, Zhao Yun had already mistaken this army for Lü Wende's rebellion.

It must be said that these people still have some ability, although the one who came was not Lü Wende.

However, after Lü Wende joined the Great Han, the 100,000-strong army in Xiangyang City was now led by Zhao Yun.

In this way, saying it was Lü Wende's rebellion could not be considered wronging him.

However, what made Zhao Yun embarrassed was that as his voice fell, not a single martial general in the hall took the initiative to lead troops.

This scene made Zhao Yun's already gloomy expression look even worse.

"Your Majesty, whether it is Lü Wende's rebellion should be investigated clearly by sending scouts."

"If it is not Lü Wende's rebellion, then the decree issued by Your Majesty is very likely to force Lü Wende to the opposite side."

"This humble general is willing to lead a large army to Ezhou to pacify the rebellion!"

At this time, the young general who previously asked the messenger said solemnly to Zhao Yun.

"Your Majesty, this humble general agrees with what General Wen said."

It turned out that the young general who requested battle earlier was Wen Tianxiang, one of the Three Heroes of the End of Song.

And the one speaking for Wen Tianxiang now was Zhang Shijie, who was also one of the Three Heroes of the End of Song.

"We can send a large army to pacify the rebellion first; as for whether it is really General Lü Wende's rebellion, let's wait until it is investigated clearly before making a conclusion."

As the voices of Wen Tianxiang and Zhang Shijie fell, those in the same camp as the two all said to Zhao Yun:

"We, your subjects, second the motion!"

Seeing this scene, Jia Sidao and Ding Daquan did not say much.

Although they did not like Wen Tianxiang and these people, they also did not want to see Southern Song destroyed.

If Southern Song were really destroyed, they would lose the glory and wealth they currently possessed.