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

After 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 provided disaster relief and stabilized the people wherever he fought, pushing for 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 Xin following suit after.

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

The "spreading the poll tax into the land tax" and "gentry paying taxes like everyone else" were executed completely by him.

Because the ones executing the military orders weren't the Pingnan Army, but the auxiliary army.

And the biggest advantage of the auxiliary army was that they did whatever the master said; if there was any doubt, they would send the superior to draw a hundred times!

"Cousin, shall we cross the river?"

Questioning Zhang Cheng, Situ Yaozu had clearly matured a lot by now, 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 organized Song armies left in the south, because at sea, Zhang Cheng's strength was even greater.

"Zhang Xinzhi, I advise you to behave yourself; you must not continue fighting!"

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

"Old geezer, we brothers have almost pacified this world; what's the use of you saying this now!"

Looking 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! It was as if what they brothers were doing was something heinous.

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 was also 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 start the backup plan?"

Quickly coming 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, release Di Qing!"

Revealing a smile, Zhang Cheng narrowed 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 to be a ranger!

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

Looking at Zhang Cheng angrily, 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 Deal not benefit the court?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in silence, Fan Zhongyan was directly silenced.

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

Speaking again, Zhang Cheng pursued Fan Zhongyan.

"Let me tell you why; it's because you touched everyone's cake. Benefits are shared equally, and you wanted to give the share belonging to the civil officials to the common people, to those who seemed insignificant to them—this is where you were wrong, this is why you, Fan Zhongyan, deserve to die!"

Watching Fan Zhongyan's eyes become dazed, 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 a look of disbelief 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 really 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? Losing food this winter, the women won't be able to survive!"

Pulling Wanyan Chong's arm, many tribesmen 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 had never seen hope before, they might have acquiesced to such things happening, but now, they didn't want to die!

"Since that's the case, then we will raise an 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 an army, the tribesmen would become disunited.

In a situation where they could 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 were just reckless men; if it weren't for his master wanting them to cause trouble, why would he send out so many things?

But it wasn't a loss now; the master spent the money, they spent their lives. As for whether they could see Wanyan Chong again, it depended on the old guy'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 tribes of Jurchens had risen together and were constantly expanding their territory.

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

The Jurchens and Khitans were mortal enemies, and the grievances between the two tribes had lasted for one or two hundred years.

However, the Khitans were powerful, and the Jurchens had to endure it.

But unexpectedly, the Khitans were no good now; charging on horseback, they weren't even as capable 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 pups see the bravery of us Jurchens!"

"Kill!"

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

Three months later, Zhang Cheng, who had taken most of the Henan region, 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.

Watching the Jurchens fight more and more bravely, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but touch his chin and say, "Damn, they've awakened their bloodlines!"

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

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Situ Yaozu became worried.

"To raise a tiger that causes trouble, it has to be a tiger first. Look at them, where do they look like tigers?"

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

"Clatter, clatter!"

The Black Dragon Flag fluttered in the wind, and nearly 200,000 troops slowly moved forward, stepping in neat paces.

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