"This general is incompetent and deserves to die ten thousand times!"
A general in disheveled armor knelt on the ground in the command tent of the Han army, asking for forgiveness.
This general had led one hundred thousand troops to pursue the enemy. When they entered a valley, the mountain suddenly collapsed, and rocks cut off their path of retreat. The vanguard was ambushed, and the people at the back rushed to provide reinforcements. However, they did not expect the Song army to besiege the reinforcements. When the Song army retreated, they were ambushed on their path of retreat.
As they advanced and retreated, they suffered consecutive defeats. The one hundred thousand troops were nearly wiped out. Only a few thousand managed to escape. This general almost lost his life. Fortunately, the cultivators did their best to save him.
Everyone in the tent had grave expressions. This was the first time the Han army suffered such a huge loss since the start of the war.
Jin Jue stared at the kneeling general for a while and sighed. "You are not to blame for this defeat. I was the one who underestimated the enemy. Go and rest."
"Thank you, Commander, for sparing my life." That general thanked Jin Jue profusely. Then, he got up and wiped his tears before leaving.
Jin Jue turned around and walked to the map, muttering to himself, "This arrangement of luring the enemy to attack the reinforcements and robbing the way back, as well as the camouflage, has a very tight rhythm, and the deployment of troops is very methodical. It doesn't look like Zhao Zhihuan's style, but Luo Zhao … Could it be that Luo Zhao is back?"
Just as Jin Jue finished speaking, a messenger came in and reported urgently, "Commander, the scouts reported that the Song army's commander-in-chief, Zhao Zhihuan, was dismissed. Luo Zhao has returned to lead the Song army again!"
"Ah? Luo Zhao is back?" There was an uproar in the tent.
To the Song army, Jin Jue was suffocating. However, to the Han army, Luo Zhao was also a tough bone to chew.
Facing Luo Zhao, the Han army could only take things one step at a time. If they wanted to end the battle quickly, Luo Zhao was not someone to be trifled with.
Indeed, Luo Zhao has returned! Jin Jue slowly closed his eyes and sighed. "It is my fault for underestimating the enemy. This battle boosted the Song army's morale!"
…
While the Song army was celebrating, Luo Zhao, who was giving out orders in the command tent, could not relax.
He had fought with Jin Jue for a long time and knew that he had won this battle through trickery. The Han army's reckless advance gave him the opportunity to strike.
He was also a little surprised when he took over here. He didn't know why Jin Jue's style changed after the war thawed.
What Jin Jue didn't know was that after he received the threat from Niu Youdao, he was worried and wanted to get rid of the Song Kingdom before the war between Yan and Zhao ended so that he wouldn't be attacked from the front and back. To a large extent, they had to thank the former commander-in-chief of the Song army, Zhao Zhihuan, for suffering successive defeats and using huge losses to numb Jin Jue.
However, when the news of the victory reached the capital of the Song Nation, it roused the morale of the Song Nation. To boost the morale of the people, the Song Nation made a big fuss about it.
However, his joy did not last for long. Luo Zhao only managed to stop the Han army's advance. He could not stop the Han army's advance.
The Song courtiers who were full of expectations gradually became disappointed.
The situation became increasingly dire. In the end, Zi Pingxiu made the decision that he did not want to make. Jia Wuqun personally made a move and secretly contacted the people of the Song Nation's three great sects.
To the three major sects of the Song Nation, was there a need to think much about whether to protect the Mu Clan's imperial power or the Song Nation?
Under normal circumstances, the three major sects of the Song Nation would definitely protect the Mu Clan's imperial power because they did not want the chaos in the Song Nation to affect their interests. However, now that the situation was like this, they could still take back the territory occupied by Wugong Ridge in the south. In addition, Zi Pingxiu was willing to help stabilize the internal situation and prevent chaos.
At this time, protecting the Song Nation was equivalent to protecting the three major sects' interests. As for the external situation, the various sects did not expect Yan to send troops.
Jia Wuqun easily convinced the three major sects of the Song Nation.
After that, the three major sects quickly sent people to secretly escort Jia Wuqun to the south of the Song Nation to meet with Wugong Ridge.
After Jia Wuqun left, Wu Gongling picked up the piece of paper on the ground. Looking at the handwriting Jia Wuqun had left behind, he wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. Then, a beast-like excitement appeared in his eyes. "I didn't even need to look for it.
…
In the corridor under the eaves, Feng Guaner sat on a chair. Her eyes were full of worry, and she had become much thinner.
When Luo Zhao went to the battlefield again, he did not reverse the situation. She was extremely worried that Luo Zhao would meet with misfortune.
"Madam, the Sect Head is here!" A cultivator who looked after the house ran to report urgently.
Feng Guaner was stunned and asked suspiciously, "Sect Head?"
"Guaner!" A familiar voice came. Feng Guaner turned around and saw that it was indeed a distinguished guest. It was Guan Jitai, the Sect Head of the High Heaven Pavilion.
She hurriedly got up and ran down the stairs to greet him. It was quite unexpected. It was the first time that the Sect Head came to her house in person.
The two sat down in the living room. Guan Jitai dismissed the servants and explained the purpose of his visit. He hoped that Feng Guaner could help persuade Luo Zhao to cooperate with the action here. After all, Luo Zhao now had the military power in the front line.
Want to change the emperor? Feng Guaner was shocked and said anxiously, "This is impossible. Luo Zhao is proud and arrogant. He will never be a traitor. What's more, he is the emperor's adopted son. Please reconsider, Sect Head!"
Guan Jitai said, "If he is easy to persuade, he will not come to you. You have been his wife for many years. Try your best to persuade him. "
Feng Guaner shook her head repeatedly, "Sect Head, it is useless for me to persuade him. He will not listen to me on this kind of thing. What's more, he is now …"
Guan Jitai said, "I have heard about what happened between you and him. I can understand. He suffered setbacks because he lost his ambition and vented his depression on you. That was then and this is now. Tell him, as long as he obediently cooperates, not to mention anything else, even if it's out of respect for you, High Heaven Pavilion will continue to protect his future! "
Feng Guaner was too embarrassed to talk about it. If she was not worried about Luo Zhao's safety and was prepared to help Luo Zhao once the Kingdom of Song lost its power, she would have found a rope and hung herself on the beam.
"Sect Head, it is useless. He will not agree to this kind of thing!"
"Are you sure it is useless?"
"It is really useless. He will never agree!"
Guan Jitai got up and left without saying anything.
Feng Guaner was terrified. Luo Zhao was a hardcore royalist. Once the three factions decided to change the emperor, Luo Zhao would rather die than obey. The consequences would be unimaginable.
"Sect Head, Sect Head …" Feng Guaner quickly chased after him.
Two cultivators flashed over and stopped her. "Madam, please come with us!"
…
Guan Jitai rushed to the imperial palace and met with Qu Fan, the Sect Head of the Blood God Temple, and Wu Chengyu, the Sect Head of the Sky Splitting Palace. Together, they found Emperor Song, Mu Zhuozhen.
"Shang Jian?" Mu Zhuozhen was surprised. He did not know why the three faction masters wanted to check the nation's divine artifact at this time. He asked, "Why do you want to check it now?"
Qu Fan said, "There are rumors that the nation's divine artifact is lost. That's why we came to check it."
Mu Zhuozhen realized something was wrong and refused to take it out. "Rest assured, Sect Heads. The nation's divine artifact is in the secret vault. No one can open it except this Emperor. It is impossible for it to be lost!"
Wu Chengyu said coldly, "What's the harm in opening it? Can't we see it?"
Mu Zhuozhen stared at the three people's reactions and suddenly said, "The rumors are true. It is indeed lost!"
Guan Jitai waved his hand, and the disciples behind him suddenly dashed out. They took down Mu Zhuozhen and forced him to kneel on the ground.
Minister of Internal Affairs Mo Gao cried out, "What are you trying to do? Guards! "
A group of cultivators and eunuchs rushed in. They saw a cold light flash, and a sword was placed on Mu Zhuozhen's neck. The people who rushed in were afraid.
There was chaos inside and outside the palace. The disciples of the three major factions suddenly took action. They captured Mu Zhuozhen's children and brought them into the palace.
Inside the palace, layers of Imperial Guards surrounded the three faction masters. However, the Emperor was under control, and the Imperial Guards did not dare to act recklessly!
When Mu Zhuozhen's children were brought in, the Imperial Guards had no choice but to let them pass.
The three major factions used Mu Zhuozhen's children to threaten him, but Mu Zhuozhen did not relent. He still refused to hand over the nation's divine artifact.
After that, the three major factions used torture on him. Mu Zhuozhen, who was wailing in pain, could not stand the cruel torture. When he saw his children lying in pools of blood, he finally relented.
The secret vault, which could not be opened by force, was finally opened. A black palm-wide ancient sword fell into the hands of the three major factions.
Clang! Guan Jitai raised his sword and cut off a sword easily. After verifying the authenticity of the sword, he nodded at Qu Fan and Wu Chengyu …
In the palace, hundreds of officials gathered. Zi Pingxiu sat with his eyes closed.
After the officials became impatient, someone asked, "Prime Minister, why are you making us wait here?"
Zi Pingxiu did not open his eyes and calmly said, "Just wait."
Chaos came from outside. Someone looked through the window and saw the Imperial Guards running back and forth in the palace. He could not help but call out, "What happened?"
Someone wanted to go out to see what was going on, but he was stopped by the cultivators outside.
After waiting for a while, several disciples of the three major factions barged in and stood beside Zi Pingxiu. One of them leaned over and whispered in Zi Pingxiu's ear.
Zi Pingxiu slowly opened his eyes and stood up. He said in a deep voice, "Everyone knows the current situation of Great Song. Now, this old man wants to ask everyone, do you still want to protect Great Song?!"
…
"Governor, Madam is here."
Someone outside the tent reported. Inside the tent, Luo Zhao, who was in front of the map, looked back and saw Officer Feng accompanied by several disciples of High Heaven Pavilion.
Seeing Officer Feng, Luo Zhao's heart ached. He said with a sullen face, "What are you doing here?"
Feng Guaner looked conflicted. He looked around and said to the others in the tent, "All of you can leave first."
The few secretaries bowed and left.
Officer Feng then explained the purpose of her visit. She advised Luo Zhao to listen to the arrangements of the three major factions and stabilize the army.
Luo Zhao's expression was twisted. He raised his trembling arm and pointed at her. He could not speak for a long time!
Officer Feng's face was full of pain. She did not want to persuade him, but she had to agree. She could not let the three major factions kill Luo Zhao.
"Bitch!" Luo Zhao drew his sword and pointed it at Officer Feng. "You don't know shame, but now you want me to do something disloyal and unjust. How can I forgive you?!"
After saying this, he rushed forward to kill her. However, the cultivators who followed him were not to be trifled with. They acted on the spot and restrained the roaring Luo Zhao.
The curtain was lifted again, and a person came in. He took out a decree from His Majesty the Emperor with a smile on his face.
It was none other than the commander of the frontline, Zhao Zhihuan. "Luo Zhao, are you going to obey His Majesty's decree? His Majesty has decreed that I will command the frontline army. You can rest for now! "
"Traitor, you must be lying!" Luo Zhao struggled and cursed. The cultivators beside him attacked again, making him unable to speak.
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