Chapter 361 Public sacrifice, roaring mountains and tsunami
In the capital, the imperial court spent a lot of effort to collect the 500,000 yuan to reward soldiers and provide pensions after the war.
According to Wang Lin's idea, the promotion of meritorious officers and soldiers can be postponed temporarily, as long as the merit records are kept.
But the compensation for the dead soldiers cannot be delayed.
Otherwise, who can fight to the death for the Song Dynasty in the future?
In fact, the court also argued about this for a day or two.
The treasury is indeed empty, and the wealth from the southeast on which the imperial court depends for its survival has not yet arrived in the capital, and will have to wait until after September.
Therefore, Zhao Ji felt that what he, the emperor, had done was very aggrieved.
The treasury is empty, and his inner treasury is also empty.
The emperor wanted to hold a celebration banquet, but he didn't have the money.
He really wanted to reward meritorious generals generously so that he could call on more soldiers to serve the Song Dynasty, but he really had no money.
In the end, Li Gang took the lead personally.
Li Gang publicly announced that he would donate all his wealth to the country.
Followed by Wu Min and Zongze.
But these people are all honest officials who are not good at making money, and their entire property does not have much money.
Zhao Ji had no choice but to order the clan, courtiers, nobles, big merchants in the capital, and high-ranking noble families to donate money and materials in the form of an imperial edict.
The emperor's eldest daughter, Zhao Yupan, and his wife took the lead in donating 10,000 yuan, and the Han family in the capital also donated 50,000 yuan. Everyone responded, and then one after another they collected 500,000 yuan.
Various merchants in the capital also donated large amounts of food, supplies and meat, as well as wine, cloth and other items.
Everyone knows that without Huazhou's frontline soldiers fighting to the death, the capital cannot be saved. In the future, we still have to count on Wang Lin's Fuhu Army to continue to serve and sacrifice their lives for the country.
At present, the Song Dynasty is actually a state where the country is poor and the people are rich.
A large amount of wealth was accumulated in the hands of the powerful, nobles and merchants.
The governor of Kaifeng, the bachelor of Longtuge, and the envoy left in Tokyo, Zongze, led five thousand Shenwu troops to escort the reward materials and left the capital and rushed to Huazhou.
It was sunny on the ninth day of August in the second year of Xuanhe in the Song Dynasty.
Zongze and his troops arrived at Huazhou.
He saw that a high platform about several feet high and five feet wide was built in Huazhou facing the capital. A tall stone tablet stood on the high platform, with the words "Huazhou Anti-Golden Martyrs Monument" written in simple big characters.
Sparkling in the sun.
Tens of thousands of cavalry lined up in front of the altar.
The flags are fluttering, spreading across the sky and the earth.
The solemn and tragic murderous aura in the military formation pierced the sky.
Wang Lin was dressed in a python robe and a purple gold crown on his head. His face was like a crown of jade, but his face was slightly pale.
His figure is as motionless as a mountain.
When Zongze's Fu army team arrived with an endless supply of reward materials and money, and entered the sight of the soldiers, Yue Fei stood on the high platform and lined up behind Wang Lin. He raised the bright red Fuhu in his hand high.
Military flag.
In an instant, the sound of the clash of swords and guns was like thunder, and the unanimous shouts of tens of thousands of people shook the heaven and the earth: "The Great Song Dynasty is mighty, our army is victorious!"
The strong wind roared, and Zongze looked excited. He galloped towards the high platform, dismounted under the high platform, and was led up to the stage by Yue Fei.
Zongze nodded slightly to Wang Lin: "King Qi, thank you for your hard work! I have been ordered by the emperor to represent the court and congratulate you on the great victory!"
Wang Lin returned the courtesy and said: "It's the responsibility, not to mention the hard work! Please ask the Prime Minister to declare the decree!"
Zongze nodded and unfolded the bright yellow imperial edict.
"My emperor issued an edict: for the great victory in Huazhou, all troops should be rewarded generously and ten times as much as if they were killed!..."
Zongze loudly read out Emperor Zhao Ji's imperial decree on rewarding the Fuhu Army, but Wang Lin frowned as he listened.
There was no praise or posthumous title for Zhang Shuye and his generals who sacrificed their lives for the country.
After Zongze announced Zhao Ji's imperial edict, he seemed to be aware of Wang Lin's dissatisfaction. After a slight hesitation, he turned to Wang Lin and cupped his hands and said: "King Qi, regarding the posthumous rewards for Taiwei Zhang and his generals,
The imperial court will promulgate it later."
That means the court hasn't decided yet.
Zongze cast an awkward glance at Wang Lin.
Wang Lin lowered his voice and said: "Prime Minister, Lieutenant Zhang led his generals and 20,000 soldiers to sacrifice their lives for the country and fight to the death in Huazhou. Such a feat is admirable to the world. Your loyalty and bravery can be seen in the sun and the moon. How can the imperial court not recognize and praise you?"
"If you treat the anti-Jin soldiers so poorly, wouldn't it chill people's hearts? Who in the future would be willing to sacrifice their lives for the Song Dynasty and fight bloody battles on the battlefield?"
Zongze sighed softly and said in a low voice: "King Qi, I also thought that Taiwei Zhang should be given a generous seal. However, there were many objections in the court. They thought that Taiwei Zhang had suffered repeated defeats and lost Hebei.
Full responsibility.
However, the attitude of the officials is also very... Therefore, after repeated discussions, Prime Minister Li and Prime Minister Wu decided to put aside the dispute for the time being and discuss it later."
Wang Lin's face dropped like water.
He knew very well that the civil servants in the court would try to deny Zhang Shuye's sacrifice for his country in Huazhou on the grounds that he was defeated several times in Hebei.
But Wang Lin knew very well that Zhang Shuye was not responsible for the successive defeats of the Hebei army.
However, the Hebei Army had been neglected in armament training for many years, and the Jin soldiers and cavalry marched south to bring about the power of destroying the Liao Dynasty, which made them unstoppable.
The civil servants and generals in various states did not listen to orders, which resulted in the Hebei army being defeated like a mountain. In this case, even if Zhang Shuye had great ability, he could not save himself.
"Zong Xiang, if Captain Zhang and his generals had not fought bloody battles in Huazhou for half a month, delaying the attack of Wanyan Zongbi's army, the Jin people must have broken through Kaifeng by this time!
If that happens, I wonder if the Gonggun princes in the court are still in the mood to discuss what is right and what is wrong?"
The sarcasm in Wang Lin's words was beyond words, leaving Zongze speechless.
Wang Lin glanced at Zongze again and said calmly: "Prime Minister, please tell the court and officials that the responsibility for the defeat of Hebei does not lie with Captain Zhang.
Since the invasion of the Jin people, civil servants from various prefectures in Hebei have surrendered, but Taiwei Zhang has died for his country in Huazhou! The achievements of Taiwei Zhang and his generals have been made known to the sun and the moon, and they must be given as gifts!"
"Otherwise, from now on, no one will fight on the battlefield for the Song Dynasty to defend against foreign enemies!"
Zongze bowed and said, "Don't worry, Prince Qi, I will definitely tell the officials."
Wang Lin let out a sigh of relief. He also knew that this time of day was not the right time to pester Zhang Shuye, so he took two steps forward and said loudly: "Burn incense and pray to God!"
In the future, he will personally visit Tokyo and ask the civil servants in the court, who can't talk? How many people have died for their country?
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The sun is scorching hot and the high temperature persists.
However, 50,000 Fuhu cavalry and 10,000 newly formed Longxiang troops were arrayed in front of the altar. Even though they were sweating profusely, there was no sound.
The team is in full order, killing Guo Yi.
Wang Lin stood on the altar, held up the sacrificial inscription, and said loudly: "All the troops are present, please dismount and kneel down!"
Zongze could see with his naked eyes that the Fuhu Army arrayed in the empty field in front of the altar moved uniformly. They dismounted suddenly, bowed again, knelt down on one knee, and held their hands in front of themselves.
The scene is spectacular and intimidating.
Zongze marveled in his heart, Wang Lin was really a genius in this world, with such an ability to organize an army, tens of thousands of soldiers and horses listened to orders, how powerful this was!
What a strict military discipline!!
With such a brave army here, why should we, the Song Dynasty, be afraid of the Jin people?
Zongze was so excited that he couldn't help but burst into tears.
Zongze looked around and saw that the black and endless military formations extended all the way to the foothills of the mountains, and then all the way to the banks of the roaring Yellow River. At this moment, he really wanted to shout: I
The Song Dynasty was mighty and majestic, so what did the Jin people have to fear?
At this time, Wang Lin's voice was heard vibrating through the iron loudspeaker system specially prepared by Fu Hujun:
"On the ninth day of August in the second year of Xuanhe of the Wei Dynasty, the general manager of the army and horses of the Song Dynasty, Tongzhi Privy Councilor, King Wang Lin of Qi, Zongze, the special envoy of the imperial court, Fuhu Army, Longxiang Army generals and all the Huazhou Army
Gentlemen and the people, I would like to pay my respects to the martyrs of the soldiers in front of us with fragrant flowers, wine, wine, money and delicacies in front of the monument:
Scream! The sky is not hanging, and the country's progress is very difficult. It is facing the golden captives in the north. They are attacking again and again, sealing the hogs and snakes, and poisoning the Central Plains. They occupy our hometown of Youyan, invade our Hebei and Henan, slaughter our soldiers and civilians, and whip the capital.
Our officers and soldiers of the Song Dynasty were brave and brave, regardless of their wealth, they fought hard and resisted in Liyang and Huazhou, and vowed to fight the enemy to the north of the Yellow River.
The national calamity is at the forefront. The head is light. The military orders are like a mountain, the body is broken into pieces, the limbs are broken and the body is dead. I return to my righteousness, my eyes are closed and my heart is at peace, and I continue to fight one after another, accumulating tens of thousands.
In the battle of Huazhou in Liyang, more than 30,000 Jin captives were beheaded, and many of our soldiers sacrificed their lives for the country.
The Jin captives were frightened when they heard the news. From now on, all the soldiers and civilians of China, regardless of north and south, and young and old, have the responsibility to defend the land and resist the war! If we work together to resist the Jin, the final victory will surely belong to the Han Dynasty.
The blood of the loyal and brave soldiers in front of me has been spilled in vain, and the name of bravery has become more vivid. I prayed for the heroic spirits to be powerful, killed the ferocious ones, drove away the golden captives, and restored our rivers and mountains. The Central Plains will be settled in the year of Wansi.
My sages and martyrs, the soldiers who fell in battle, should be flying in the underworld, smiling in the nine springs! Today, all of us are showing off our etiquette and offering sacrifices sincerely. How sad is it! Good luck to you!"
Wang Lin's voice became louder and louder, and the soldiers in the audience shouted "Fu Wei Shang Xi" in unison, which shook the heaven and the earth and soared into the sky.
Zongze listened with excitement.
"From now on, all the soldiers and civilians of the Song Dynasty, regardless of whether the land is north or south, and whether people are old or young, have the responsibility to defend the land and resist the war." "Drive out the Jin captives and return our rivers and mountains." These words echoed in his ears.
He could no longer control his emotions and cried loudly. Then he turned around and knelt down to the monument, kowtowing heavily on the ground!
Immediately, the audience burst into mourning and shouts.
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The prison in Huazhou City.
Wanyan Zongbi stood quietly under the skylight of the cell, raising his head and staring at the rays of sunlight coming in, with a look of horror on his dirty face.
The movement outside the city, the shouts of tens of thousands of troops, the sacrificial motto that was sung and recited over and over again by Huazhou soldiers and civilians, and the solemn and solemn clarion call of "Drive out the golden captives and return our mountains and rivers", Wanyan Zongbi couldn't help but feel frightened.
Only at this time did Wanyan Zongbi realize that the Song Dynasty under his feet was a two-legged sheep of the Han people that he could slaughter at will, and the bloody nature in his bones was being aroused little by little.
And all this is because of Wang Lin!
Facing such a Song Dynasty, Dajin... Wanyan Zongbi faced the north, knelt down slumped, and burst into tears.
At this time in Xiangzhou, in the tent of Commander Wanyan Zongwang in Xiangzhou City, the generals under his command were having a heated argument.
Wang Lin built two consecutive Beijing temples, which were made of the bones of golden people.
For the Jin people who have always been arrogant and domineering, it is a national humiliation to have ever been so humiliated.
In the past two days, if Wanyan Zongwang had not repeatedly suppressed them, tens of thousands of households might have led their troops across the river to attack Huazhou's Fuhu Army.
Of course, Wanyan Zongwang did not think that Wang Lin's tens of thousands of Song troops could withstand the iron hoofs of his army. It would be a matter of time before the Jin destroyed the Song Dynasty.
He just wanted to preserve his strength and wait for Wanyan Zonghan's support.