The fourteenth day of the first lunar month of the first year of Jingkang is the last day before the Shangyuan Festival.
Under the constant urging of the Jin people, Zhao Huan hurriedly pushed his ninth sister and ninth brother out of the city to be a hostage, fearing that the Jin people would attack the city and capture him like the Liao Emperor.
At this time, Bianliang City was decorated with lanterns and colors to celebrate the Lantern Festival.
Even though there are golden soldiers outside the city, the habits over the years are not so easy to change.
The common people pretended not to know anything, leaving all such matters to the officials and princes to deal with.
At this time, the common people did not feel any real pain. After all, it was already a hundred years of peace.
Only after experiencing the pain that is like purgatory will you wake up and fight to the death.
Unfortunately, by that time it was already too late.
“Woooooooo~~~”
Li Yunze, who was on horseback, tightened his collar and looked back at Bianliang City. He frowned and looked at the carriage beside him, "Ms. Zhang is crying, why are you acting like a little girl?"
The sobbing in the carriage paused for a moment, and then came the sobs of Young Master Zhang Bangchang, "My lord, please forgive me, I really can't help myself."
"Can't help it?"
Li Yunze sneered without hesitation, "Aren't you just afraid of death? Why come here if you are afraid of death?"
What else can Zhang Bangchang say?
Of course he didn't want to come and be a messenger for peace talks, but the emperor had already named him, so it would be fine if he didn't come.
When I was a coward, although the scholar-bureaucrats were terrible, at least they still had some dignity.
However, when it came to Nanzhai, under the leadership of Qin Hui, the leader of the main war faction, he really didn't even want to lose face.
That's right, at this time young Qin Hui was the leader of the war faction in the Beizang court. You didn't expect it.
"Xiangong Zhang comes to discuss peace. Can the officials issue an imperial decree to cede the land?" Li Yunze continued to joke, "Didn't I agree to cede the three lands? There must be an imperial decree."
Please see, even Emperor Huizong Zhao Ji of the Song Dynasty, a strange and foolish emperor who has been hard to find for thousands of years, did not dare to blatantly surrender and cede territory.
In order to get rid of the charges, he even hurriedly handed over the throne to the prince.
Compared to those who would rather be outsiders, he can definitely be regarded as a moral model.
What Zhao Ji did not dare to do, Zhao Huan also did not dare to do.
Therefore, although he verbally promised to cede the three territories, he did not dare to issue an imperial edict.
Negotiations without an imperial edict are just empty words.
The big cowards in this period were so weird, and the chaos was truly extreme.
Otherwise, it would not have happened in two years, and twenty-six prime ministers would have done such a weird thing.
Hearing this, Zhang Bangchang cried even louder.
The Jin people are cruel and murderous, and they talk to others about peace with empty words. This is the rhythm for him to die.
"If a man dies, he will die!" Li Yunze exclaimed for a moment, "I cry like a girl, can I save some face?"
What responded to him was Zhang Bangchang's even louder sobs.
When cowardly scholar-bureaucrats do things within their own rules, they are so arrogant that they fear neither heaven nor earth nor officials.
But when he actually faced the Jinren Butcher's Knife, his true colors were revealed.
Those who truly have the courage to scold thieves and die will be included in the history books.
The mission stopped and walked along the way, and met the cavalry of the Jin people halfway to meet them.
Li Yunze looked carefully and saw that these golden cavalry were extremely strong and had yellow eyes with a strong smell.
Cowardly ladies fall into the hands of these people. Tsk tsk.
They all wore thick armor and rode tall horses with all kinds of weapons and equipment on their horses.
Not to mention the external conditions, the Song Army is definitely not bad in terms of comparison.
What really attracted Li Yunze's attention was that each of these Jin cavalry had wild eyes and obviously high morale.
Moreover, their finger joints are thick, their wrists are covered with calluses, and their armors and weapons bear many traces of fierce battles.
They are all true veterans of many battles.
In contrast, although the Song army escorting the team was also clearly armored, compared with others in terms of momentum, it was like a boy scout meeting a regular army.
Many knights of the Song Army did not even dare to look at the Jin soldiers, so how could they be expected to fight?
At this moment, Li Yunze shook his head helplessly.
The troops and horses that have been used for hundreds of years are really useless.
The leader, the short and stocky Pu Liyan, was determined to show off to these Song people. He held the hilt of his sword and glared fiercely at the many Song knights.
Under the fierce gaze of his pair of white and black eyes, the knights of the Song Army looked away one after another.
‘Hahahahaha~~~’
Pu Liyan laughed proudly, these Song warriors were not even as brave as the sheep in the tribe.
When slaughtering a sheep, the sheep still knows how to butt it with its head.
Until he met Li Yunze's eyes.
Li Yunze's eyes were very strange, making Pu Liyan feel a little familiar.
After a moment's thought, I realized that this was the look that my people often showed when they saw those lamb-like Song people after they went south.
He immediately became furious and rushed towards Li Yunze on horseback.
This sudden situation caused Song Jun's place to be in chaos.
Some people wanted to step forward to protect them, but more people just panicked and blocked others' way.
Li Yunze, who was standing on horseback, didn't panic at all. When Pu Liyan rushed to his side and reached out to pick him up, he suddenly stepped aside and let his arm go. Then he raised his hand and grabbed his wrist. He pulled and pulled him directly.
He was pulled off the horse.
Pu Liyan was unprepared and was suddenly thrown down, rolling over and falling miserably.
The Jin Army cavalry suddenly became furious, shouting and drawing out their weapons to move forward.
At this time, the envoy who came to greet the Jin people stepped forward and scolded him repeatedly, which stabilized the situation.
The man rode his horse forward and raised his hand to Li Yunze, "I didn't expect that there would be such an outstanding person in the Song Dynasty."
"What's the use of a single enemy?" Li Yunze glanced at Pu Liyan, who was getting up in embarrassment and missing a few teeth from his mouth. Li Yunze raised his hand and signaled, "Don't delay the journey. Lead the way."
The Jin envoy became more and more surprised.
Along the way to the Jin army camp, a young Jin nobleman greeted him.
They said they were greeting him, but in fact they didn't even get off the horse and looked at the carriage with arrogant eyes.
The envoy hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "Fourth Prince, the envoy from the Song Dynasty has arrived."
"Come on, why are you still sitting in the car?"
Jin people all ride horses, so naturally they look down on those who ride horse-drawn carriages.
When Zhang Bangchang came out of the carriage, the fourth prince immediately laughed: "Hahaha, are all people in the Song Dynasty so old? I heard that King Kang and this prince are about the same age, how could they be so old?" Wu Lin replied to Zanmo, "Are you not that old?"
Wrong person picked up."
The messenger was Wulin Dazanmo, who also responded with a wry smile, "Fourth Prince, this person is Zhang Bangchang, the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty."
The fourth prince asked confusedly, "Where is Prince Kang?"
Zhang Bangchang and others all looked at Li Yunze on horseback.
The fourth prince also looked over and asked doubtfully, "Why don't you dismount and salute?"
"The fourth prince did not dismount, why should I dismount?"
"Heh." The fourth prince rode forward and looked at Li Yunze, "Is it possible that he doesn't know his identity and dares to show off in front of this prince?"
"You don't need to care too much about status. Being capable is the most important thing." Li Yunze sneered, "What was the status of the fourth prince twenty years ago."
Twenty years ago, the Jin Kingdom was still a vassal of the Liao Kingdom, with no status at all.
Do you really want to talk about your identity, a slave of the Liao people?
"good."
The Fourth Prince sneered, "You said that ability is the most important thing, so let me try your ability."
"I heard that the Jin Kingdom is very skilled with bows and horses." Li Yunze narrowed his eyes, "How about shooting against me?"
The young fourth prince subconsciously wanted to agree.
But Wulin Dazanmo stepped forward quickly and directly pulled the reins of the horse to persuade him, "Fourth Prince, the royal family of the Song Dynasty are all cowardly and incompetent people. In the past, they couldn't even pull a bow. Where did they get the courage and shooting skills? I don't know. It's a fake. How noble is the Fourth Prince's status, why should he take such a risk?"
The Fourth Prince first looked at Wulin Dazanmo, then at Li Yunze, and finally waved, "Sahechaan, come here!"
A dark and muscular man immediately stepped forward to answer.
"Go and compete with him." After the instructions, the fourth prince turned his head and looked at Li Yunze with squinted eyes. "If you are afraid of death, just beg for mercy now."
Li Yunze ignored him and turned around to take down the bow and arrow from the horseback of the accompanying Song Army knight.
He pulled the bow string to test its strength, took out three feather arrows and inspected them carefully.
His skillful movements amazed everyone around him.
The news spread quickly, and more and more Jin people gathered around and pointed, and some even opened bets.
Jin people like to gamble, and they often place bets on their people and livestock.
There was no surprise at all that the black and strong Sahemian won overwhelmingly because this guy was a famous archer.
The handicap here, of course, cannot be opened.
Zhang Bangchang only cried and didn't even think about trying to dissuade him.
The Jin people here are even more proud of this and enjoy it, they just find it interesting.
Li Yunze and Nasa joined the chariot, spurred their horses and began to trot in a circle, and cheers suddenly sounded from all around.
Such a martial environment is unimaginable among the great army.
The two of them were forty or fifty steps apart and began to speed up their horses in a circle.
After the horse's speed was increased, he drew his bow and pointed an arrow at the opponent almost at the same time.
What surprised everyone was that the thumbs on both sides worked, and three arrows were set at once.
Three arrows with one arrow!
When the Han people shoot arrows, they usually use their index and middle fingers to draw the bow. If you use your thumb, you can use the other four fingers to hold three arrows and shoot them at the same time.
Seeing Li Yunze's actions, Sahemian was obviously stunned.
Li Yunze is good at seizing opportunities and shooting out arrows without hesitation.
By the time Sahemian loosened his bowstring, he was obviously lagging behind.
Two sharp arrows from each side collided with each other halfway, and each fell to the ground.
But the third arrow passed by each other, each heading towards its own target.
Li Yunze suddenly followed the horse's momentum and raised his head sideways, and the third sharp arrow shot from the chariot whizzed past the tip of his nose.
The sahe chariot over there first lost the opportunity, and then asked Da to perform a flying arrow in his mouth.
But he didn't expect Li Yunze's shooting skills to be so precise and powerful.
The result was that the flying arrow in his mouth failed to perform and was shot directly through the skull.
When the magic archer turned his back on the chariot and fell off the horse, the cheers all around suddenly stopped.
Their archer actually lost!
The Fourth Prince's face was obviously a little ugly. His sharpshooter actually lost to the weak Song Dynasty. If everyone knew about this, he would definitely be laughed at.
He waved his whip vigorously, pointed at Li Yunze angrily and shouted, "He must be the best among the generals of the Song Dynasty, he is a fake King Kang!"
Li Yunze, who reined in his horse, grinned, "I can't afford to lose."