Chapter 51: Come on, let's swap homes!

1048 AD.

After experiencing a year of suppressing rebellions, the Great Song discovered that the more they fought, the more terrified they became.

Because after the Pingnan Army took the two Guangs, they directly marched north.

Facing an army that never worried about supplies, Zhang Cheng could be said to be providing disaster relief and stabilizing the people wherever he fought, implementing reforms.

Originally, the civil officials wanted to put on airs regarding the Song Dynasty's preferential treatment, but unfortunately, he, Zhang Mou, didn't give them any face at all.

With Fang Xiaoru as an example before, and Zhang Xinzhi as a follower after.

If you don't give face, he immediately executes the ten clans, and even digs up your ancestral graves.

"Taxation based on land area" and "gentry paying taxes" were executed completely by him.

Because those executing the military orders weren't the Pingnan Army, but the auxiliary troops.

And the greatest advantage of the auxiliary troops is that whatever the Master says, they do; if there is any doubt, it's like sending a hundred draws online!

"Cousin, shall we cross the river?"

Inquiring of Zhang Cheng, Situ Yaozu had clearly become much more mature, even growing a beard.

Hearing Situ Yaozu's words, Zhang Cheng nodded and said, "Cross the river!"

After conquering the Jingchu region, there were no more organized Song armies in the south, because at sea, Zhang Cheng's strength was even greater.

"Zhang Xinzhi, this old man advises you to behave yourself; you must not continue fighting!"

Coming before Zhang Cheng, Fan Zhongyan couldn't help but roar with blowing beard and staring eyes.

"Old vegetable, we brothers have almost pacified this world; what is the use of you saying this now!"

Gazing at Fan Zhongyan, Situ Yaozu became angry.

Because ever since Fan Zhongyan was kidnapped, it had been three days of persuading surrender and five days of wailing! As if what they brothers were doing was some kind of treasonous act.

And facing Zhang Cheng's idea of recovering the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, Fan Zhongyan even told him to trust the court.

Facing the person before him, Zhang Cheng also felt very uncomfortable.

After all, at certain times, he still needed Fan Zhongyan to help him stabilize the situation; after all, his subordinates were all a bunch of "gun barrels."

"General, the Liao Dynasty has marched south! Should we activate the backup plan?"

Walking quickly to Zhang Cheng's side, Xiong Jizong asked with excitement.

"They still dare to march south? Since that's the case, then... close the door and release Di Qing!"

Revealing a smile, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Did he not know that if he rebelled, the Liao Dynasty would take the opportunity to enter the Central Plains?

But would he be afraid?

Long ago, Zhang Cheng had contacted the Jurchens.

In a situation where they had long-standing grievances with the Liao Dynasty, Zhang Cheng sent people every month to deliver food, instant noodles, and show concern...

What was it for? It was to make them stab them in the back!

And now, if the Liao people dare to march south, what is he waiting for? Directly release the Jin people!

And besides the Jurchens, Zhang Cheng also planned to let Di Qing go north; anyway, in the Great Song, if he participated in the war, he might as well go to the Liao Dynasty and be a wandering cavalryman!

"Do you really want this world to fall apart?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with anger, Fan Zhongyan roared.

"Is the sin of this world on me?"

Looking at Fan Zhongyan with a full smile, Zhang Cheng shook his head and said, "Did your Qingli New Policies not benefit the court?"

Silently looking at Zhang Cheng, Fan Zhongyan was directly silenced.

"Since there were benefits, why didn't it succeed?"

Speaking again, Zhang Cheng chased after Fan Zhongyan to strike.

"Let me tell you why: it's because you touched everyone's cake. Benefits are evenly distributed; you wanted to give the portion belonging to the civil officials to the common people, to those lowly people who seemed insignificant in their eyes. This is why you were wrong, this is why you, Fan Zhongyan, deserved to die!"

Watching Fan Zhongyan's eyes become confused, Zhang Cheng looked at the Yangtze River before him and said, "I am different, because I am a usurper by nature. Recovering Yanyun is for the sake of the world; even if my own brothers stand before me, I will never show mercy!"

Liao Dynasty, land of extreme cold.

When the Jin people looked at the envoy before them, they revealed an incredulous expression and said, "What? The food, betel nut, and cigarettes for this month are gone?" "Yes, my Master is dealing with the Liao people marching south and truly cannot spare any effort!"

Looking at the Jin people before him, the envoy explained.

"Damn Liao people, do they know about our relationship!"

Gritting his teeth, Wanyan Chong couldn't help but clench his fists.

"Oh, Chief Wanyan, don't be anxious. Although there is no food, my Master has sent troops! As long as you are willing to send troops, whatever you conquer will be your spoils of war!"

Looking at Wanyan Chong before him, the envoy explained again.

"Big Brother, why don't we just rob them? Losing food this winter, the women won't be able to survive!"

Pulling Wanyan Chong's arm, many clansmen walked up.

Because with Zhang Cheng's "unconditional" help, the Jin people had almost adapted to this life, but now, suddenly, there was no food support, and their winter would be miserable!

If they hadn't seen hope before, they might have tacitly allowed this to happen, but now, they didn't want to die!

"Since that's the case, let's raise the army. I hope General Zhang can keep his promise!"

Looking at the envoy before him, Wanyan Chong couldn't help but clench his fists.

Because if he didn't raise the army, his clansmen would become alienated.

In a situation where one can choose not to die, who would be willing to be that "selfless" person?

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"Of course, my Master will definitely give the Chief a generous reward!"

Speaking with a full smile, the envoy's eyes flashed with light.

Because this group of Jin people are just a bunch of reckless men; if it weren't for his Master wanting them to cause trouble, why would he send out so many things?

But it's not a loss now; the Master pays the money, they pay with their lives. As for whether they can see Wanyan Chong again, it depends on the old boy's luck!

Zhending Prefecture.

When the 100,000 iron cavalry of the Liao army arrived, they received news from the rear.

That was that the Jin people had rebelled, the three Jurchen tribes had raised their armies together and were constantly expanding their territory.

And after leading the rebellion, Wanyan Chong also discovered a problem, which was that the Liao Dynasty also seemed quite weak!

The Jurchens and Khitans had been mortal enemies for generations; the grievances between the two tribes had lasted for a hundred or two hundred years.

However, the Khitans were powerful, and the Jurchens could only be forced to endure.

But unexpectedly, the Khitans were no longer capable; charging on horseback was not even as effective as the half-grown boys in their tribe.

Revealing a smile like Tom the Cat, Wanyan Chong raised the large saber in his hand and roared, "Charge! Let the Khitan dog bastards see the bravery of us Jurchens!"

"Kill!"

Just as a group of fierce bandits rushing out of the deep mountains and old forests directly activated their bloodlines, the Liao Dynasty was instantly stunned.

Three months later, after taking most of the Henan region, Zhang Cheng was stunned after receiving the battle report.

Because he only wanted the Jurchens to stab them in the back, but he didn't expect the Jurchens to be truly fierce, directly hacking at the Liao Dynasty's main artery.

Gazing at the Jurchens who were fighting more and more bravely, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but stroke his chin and say, "Damn, they have awakened their bloodlines!"

"Cousin, won't we be raising a tiger that will cause trouble later?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Situ Yaozu became worried.

"Raising a tiger that will cause trouble? It has to be a tiger first. Look at them, where do they look like tigers?"

Speaking with disdain, Zhang Cheng gazed at the distant Kaifeng Prefecture and said, "Let's go, home! We brothers haven't been back to Bianliang for a long time!"

"Clatter, clatter!"

The Black Dragon Flag fluttered in the wind, and nearly two hundred thousand troops slowly moved forward, stepping in neat paces.

And behind the army was a long line of Frankish cannons!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 52 =====