Song Wen handed Centurion Xiao Teng a pot of soju, and Xiao Teng took it and took a big sip... The spicy wine stimulated his throat and brain.
"Diregu, immediately take ten people to the north coast of the Nada Sea to inquire about the news. You are not allowed to approach any inexplicable tribes. Take the people straight to the nearest Touxiajunzhou and tell the northern or southern officials over there. If the defeated army continues,
If we wipe out...the Mongols will have to rebel!"
The chief said yes, stroking his chest, and then quickly left the center of the camp and began to greet his somewhat confused subordinates to set off with him.
Song Wen asked: "Aren't you going to send a letter to the young Marquis?"
"It has been sent, Mr. Song... You are from Song. In your eyes, is Daliao still as powerful as before?"
Song Wen smiled: "I am a businessman, how can I see such a thorough understanding of military and state affairs?"
"I have been following the Young Marquis for some years. The Young Marquis is actually very high-spirited... What's more, he looks down on the Song people in the south, but he is the only one who never forgets you and seems to admire you... Anyway, I think Song Langjun is absolutely
He is a truly smart person.”
Song Wen shook his head and smiled bitterly... "Then remember, facts always speak louder than words... The rise and fall of great countries always starts from the top! The habits and morals of a country's nobles and powerful people determine the moral bottom line of this nation-state.
, determines the strength of a country... prosperity or destruction!"
Xiao Teng opened his mouth and was stunned for a long time... "No wonder the Marquis values you so much..."
The camp calmed down, and ten cavalrymen who went to the north for reconnaissance and reporting galloped out and disappeared into the night.
Song Wen looked at An Chun, who was guarding the edge of the camp, and Ming Yue, who was guarding the big-eyed girl next to the fire, and suddenly asked Xiao Teng in a low voice: "Is it the second son of the palace who arranged for you to take action against me?"
Xiao Teng was startled, then frowned and said to Song Wen, "What does Mr. Song mean?"
Song Wen smiled and shook his head... "The young Marquis has not been able to win me over to my allegiance, so why do the second sons think that they can definitely get me? I have no shortage of gold and silver, and I am not interested in official titles. Gunpowder bullets are indeed very precious, but I
Now that I have brought it to the Liao Kingdom, I am ready to sell this thing to the Young Marquis...or rather to the King of the South Campus!"
Song Wen turned around and stared at Xiao Teng... "The person sent out to deliver the message must be the confidant of the young marquis, right? I'm just curious, how can the second son force you to force me to cooperate? Life or death...? Or my woman?"
Xiao Teng fell silent, and the strong wine bag in his hand seemed to be shaking slightly... "Mr. Song, why bother?"
Song Wen smiled slightly... "Fifteen of them left to deliver the message, and there are still ninety Khitan cavalry left. Ninety versus ten, it seems like a sure profit!"
Xiao Teng seemed a little ashamed and said in a low voice: "The second son can see that the king seems to be very interested in gunpowder bullets. Naturally, it is safest to have this good thing in his own hands... and this kind of thing is the best."
Nor can it be controlled by the Third Prince, the Young Marquis!"
Song Wen nodded: "The second son should not have such big ambitions. The eldest son is the first heir to the king of the South Courtyard, and the young prince is in the limelight... The biggest threat to him is! Let me guess... You listen to the second son
It’s the prince’s order, but you are actually the eldest prince’s subordinate, right?”
Xiao Teng gave a bitter laugh... "Haha, no wonder the young Marquis values you so much... Langjun Song is indeed amazing! Really amazing..."
Song Wen shook his head: "Are you sure you can subdue the remaining confidants of the young marquis in the team?"
"There are at least sixty people who are loyal to the eldest prince and the second prince. You have no chance of winning."
Song Wen asked: "What happens after you subdue us?"
"Take away your men and women and make you obedient...and then put you under the command of the eldest prince in the west in Junzhou, forcing you to send over the craftsmen from the Song Dynasty who can make gunpowder bombs..."
Song Wen nodded: "I'm afraid there is still a way to brew Tiandichun shochu, right?"
Xiao Teng nodded...
Song Wen sneered and said: "It seems that the eldest prince has been staring at me for more than a day or two. He wants both people and money. You see... this is the best example of what I said about the corruption of powerful people!"
Xiao Teng was stunned for a moment.
Song Wen became interested... "There is nothing incomprehensible about this. Simply put, the superior has no basic moral bottom line at all! He wants power and wealth, but feels that these things should be his by nature! So he
I think it is natural for you people to abandon your conscience, enslave, persecute, and even kill innocent people for him..."
Xiao Teng felt a little confused for a moment.
Song Wen continued: "He feels that his brother should just be a waste at home, and you people should be his slaves...and we businessmen, and people from Song Dynasty! In
In his eyes, he is just like an animal, and asking you to be loyal is because he looks down on you...right?"
Xiao Teng was speechless and said with a bitter smile: "The second son did say that I want you to cut your chest and bleed blood to swear allegiance to him... otherwise, haha..."
Song Wen spread his hands... "Look, just because he is the son of the King of Nanyuan, he doesn't care about his moral bottom line and true abilities... and therefore doesn't care about other people's thoughts and dignity! Daliao's treatment of Jurchen Bohai people
Are all the Tatars and Mongols not thinking this way?"
Xiao Teng was silent for a while, then raised his head and asked: "They are nobles, even royalty! They have a powerful army and a vast fiefdom... They are born with such a status! Do they have to work hard to get what they want?
?"
Song Wen sneered: "Of course not, but they have to learn to exchange their status and the wealth and rights in their hands! If you don't care about the dignity and lives of others, you have to be prepared to be rebelled and hated at any time..."
Song Wen suddenly took action and punched Centurion Xiao Teng opposite him!
Xiao Teng's eyes widened for a moment, never expecting that the weak-looking Song Dynasty man opposite him was actually quite skilled...
Raising his hands to block, Xiao Teng was confident that he could easily block Song Wen's attack and capture him one on one! As long as Song Wen was captured, his weird guards were no longer a threat.
A huge pain suddenly shot up from his arm. Xiao Teng was so surprised... He had seen with his own eyes that Song Wen didn't have any weapons on his body! How could his fist be so hard?
Step forward and punch! The second punch hit his arm with greater force... With a click, Xiao Teng was horrified to hear the crisp sound of the bones of his right arm being smashed!
This time I saw clearly that this Song man actually wore a golden weird thing on his right hand, which seemed to be a chain-shaped finger cot on his fist... It turned out that this thing seemed to be hanging as an accessory.
Around Song Wen's waist, I remember there seemed to be a gemstone bead strung on the top of the lanyard.
Song Wen then hit Xiao Teng with a knee and knocked him to the ground. He pulled out a short knife from behind and rode on Xiao Teng's body. The short knife was pressed firmly on Xiao Teng's throat... "Centurion Xiao,
You don’t think that Brother Yelushan, the young marquis, doesn’t know about this kind of thing, right?”
With a burst of shouting, most of the remaining ninety or so Khitan cavalry rushed over, many of them carrying swords and riding bows with cold expressions... The three leaders headed by them raised their scimitars and shouted at Song Wen: "
Let our captain go, or we will kill you all!"
I don't know when, but An Chun and all the guards were waiting behind the bonfire. The big-eyed girl was still yawning, as if she didn't realize what was going on.
Daruch spat and raised a powerful crossbow that had just been assembled. Two guards from the Qingshan Battalion also raised their heavy crossbows and stared at the dozens of Khitan cavalry opposite them with gritted teeth.
Song Wen stood up and looked at the group of Khitan cavalry nonchalantly, and asked loudly: "I am a friend of Brother Yelvshan, the third son of the Southern Court, not an enemy! Why did Xiao Teng attack me? Whose subordinates are you? Xiao Teng
If the Marquis knew that you were following Xiao Teng and secretly loyal to the eldest prince... what would you do?"
Several leaders quickly shouted to the Khitan cavalry behind them: "Don't listen to that Song dog's nonsense. He wounded Centurion Xiao Teng. This is a capital crime... Take him down, otherwise we will be laughed to death by everyone when we go back."
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Song Wen frowned: "Are you still watching? If you continue to watch, someone will really die..."
Many Khitan cavalry stopped when they heard this... It is absolutely true that Song Wen is the guest of the young marquis. Why did he take action against Centurion Xiao Teng? Logically speaking, it is not necessary... Is the fact really like that of Song Wen?
What Lang Jun said? Did Xiao Teng and several of his men secretly seek refuge with the eldest prince?
Suddenly, a commotion broke out at the edge of the Khitan cavalry camp. Several wails and the sound of weapons piercing flesh could be heard. Everyone quickly looked back and saw a dozen cavalry kicking away the corpses on the ground. The leader was holding up the palace's weapon.
Gold Medal shouted loudly: "Everyone, listen up, the Third Prince holds the Royal Palace's Gold Medal Order to mobilize troops... lay down his weapons and forget the blame. Anyone who dares to be disrespectful to the Third Prince's distinguished guests will be beheaded! His family will be sent to the Bohai border as slaves!"