The middle-aged swordsman finally couldn't help but speak, "Princess, the woman is holding a big killing weapon. If it weren't for her, we would have won."

He let go of his hand and exposed his bloody wound.

Princess Mingzhu, disguised as a man, glanced at the wound on his arm, frowned slightly, showing a slight unbearable look, and did not say anything more.

She was arrogant and willful, but she was not stupid. The previous gunshot scared her, and she knew that no wonder this middle-aged swordsman was the middle-aged swordsman.

Even if it weren't for the middle-aged swordsman standing in front, she might have been slandered by a hidden weapon.

Furthermore, although this middle-aged swordsman is a crime, he is still more trustworthy in her clan.

She also knew some of Huang Liangce's thoughts just now. Her clan uncle doesn't deal with Big Eagle Claws.

No, it should be said that the Great Eagle Claws made countless enemies in the Yuan Dynasty palace.

He is the emperor's eagle claw, how little can his life be in his hands?

Few royal family members are fools. Therefore, His Highness the Princess also plans to treat this middle-aged swordsman.

Although she failed to capture Zhao Dongting, she actually didn't feel much regretful. She was just worried that she had suffered in vain after so many days of traveling through mountains and rivers.

Although the Song Dynasty is now revived and gradually rises again. However, it is only a matter of time before Grandpa Huang can achieve great ambitions, wise and powerful, destroying the Song Dynasty. Whether the Song Dynasty emperors die is not very important.

Even now, not many people in the Yuan Dynasty believed that the resurgence of the Song Dynasty was Zhao Dongting's contribution to Zhao Dongting.

Zhao Dongting's age perfectly painted him with a layer of protection. Most of the monarchs and ministers of the Yuan Dynasty just felt that there were capable people around him to help him.

When it was slightly bright, Zhao Dongting and the other two set off again, galloping at full speed to Pingnan.

I slept in the open all the way, and it took more than twenty days.

Before I arrived in Pingnan, I seemed to smell a slight abnormal smell in the air.

This is the smell of war.

The people were like ants before the flood, and they always had a natural premonition of war. In the wilderness, groups of refugees could occasionally be seen in a hurry, and they rushed towards the west of Guangnan West Road with Zhao Dongting and others.

During the wars of all dynasties, the places near the settlements of ethnic minorities on the west side of Guangnan West Road are undoubtedly much more stable.

Because not many emperors are willing to provoke ethnic minorities. Even emperors who have already obtained the world are the same.

At present, neither the Song Dynasty nor the Yuan Dynasty have completely dominated, and naturally they will not provoke those ethnic minorities.

It’s not that I can’t afford to offend, but that there is really no need to offend.

In this era, ethnic minorities received completely different educations, and even the ethnic groups were very different. They had a very strong ethnic consciousness, and even if they captured their land, they would not surrender. Most of them became chaotic people and continued to rise and resist, just like in Qiongzhou now.

Who has the experience of quelling chaos every day?

It’s better to let go and wait until the world is completely reincarnated and then give them a name, just like the Khan Li Shimin of Tiankang.

Ethnic minorities are still very honest and will not rebel unless they have no food to eat.

Zhao Dongting felt uncomfortable when he looked at these refugees with a sad look. He could not live well when he was far away from home.

But he also knew that this was a necessary process for social development. Breaking it and then building it. Now the mountains and rivers are broken, which is the process of breaking.

He could choose to disband the Song Dynasty and let the Yuan Dynasty win the world. The world would soon return to peace, but he did not want to. He did not want to see the people close to him being hurt. At the same time, he was also very clear that even if the Yuan Dynasty won the world, war would still rise after several years. This is a problem with the social system.

He is not a great saint, but he has already come to the Southern Song Dynasty and is also the emperor, but he also wants to create an unprecedented prosperous era so that the country can continue to stabilize for a long time as in later generations. This is also the reason why he always insists on putting people first.

If the people are stable, the country will not be in chaos.

A few days later, just after arriving outside Pingnan County, you could hear the shouts of the sky in the military camp in the city. The soldiers were training camp.

There were no more people in the city gate, and there were soldiers wearing armor and armor coming and going.

All the subjects of the Southern Song Dynasty knew that this would be a earth-shaking battle. If the Song Dynasty won, it would be difficult for the Yuan Dynasty to maintain an absolute advantage in the southern part of the country. If the Song Dynasty was defeated, it would have to start over again, and there would not even be a chance to start over again.

At the gate of the city, Zhao Dongting and others were stopped. The war was approaching, and in order to prevent spies, the city of Pingnan was already allowed to go out and not enter.

It can be imagined that if we waited for a while, we would not be allowed to enter or leave, and the whole city would be completely martial law.

War is never a joke.

Zhao Dongting asked Le to take his token for free.

The soldiers guarding the city took the token engraved with the tiger head and the seal script "The Grand Marshal of the World" and were stunned on the spot. The young master handed it to the centurion, who held the token and hurriedly ran up to the top of the city, and handed it to the generals guarding the city. Then the generals of the thousand-level commander-level commander looked down at the city and saw Zhao Dongting sitting on the horse, and hurried down to the top of the city.

The centurion in the Southern Song army may not have seen Zhao Dongting, but there are still many thousands of commanders.

This thousand-man commander came from the Divine Beggar Army and knew Zhao Dongting.

"Long live the emperor!"

When he arrived at the city, the commander of the thousand-man quickly knelt down on the ground, holding the token of the Grand Marshal of the World's soldiers and horses in both hands, with a respectful face.

The soldiers guarding the city also knelt down to the ground and then spread to the top of the city, and the sound of the mountain continued to stop.

Le Wugong gently took the token and looked back at Zhao Dongting.

"Thank you all for your hard work to defend the city."

Zhao Dongting nodded slightly, said a scene, and rode into the city.

However, these simple words made the soldiers guarding the city extremely excited.

This is the emperor, and he is a young man who is wise and may make the Southern Song Dynasty revival.

Zhao Dongting's prestige in the Southern Song army is now unparalleled.
Chapter completed!