The rain finally stopped.

The drizzling rained the entire land outside Yanjing City. When Zhao Ding set out from Datong Prefecture, Li Shishi also came to Datong Prefecture with the transaction permit with the Khitans.

The place where the real fat-formed wool is best to be along Fengshengzhou, Datong Prefecture. While the Chidao is being built extensively, Li Shishi also deeply noticed that the convenience of Chidao will be beneficial to his own business and goods to travel all over the world.

While the workshop construction in Datong Prefecture was in full swing, Wang Yan led his soldiers to the new road.

He looked at the army with a somewhat sluggish morale and smiled on his face. The rain in the past few days has somewhat wiped out the battle in their hearts.

This is normal.

The tyrannical nature of the man is now a little dejected. They look at the grassland after the rain and are not running happily.

The soldiers also hung their heads, their shoulders were loose, and their eyes were filled with confusion.

They are a little confused, a little timid, and a little scared.

They are living people, so they will have joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

This trip to thousands of miles was not a surprise attack like Wang Bing, but was truly rooted in the enemy and engaged in activities and combat in the hinterland of the enemy. Although they made countless preparations, they still knew clearly how dangerous this trip would be.

But they still came, with national hatred and family, bid farewell to their families and the emperor, and embarked on an unknown itinerary. Sometimes they would look up, look at the high sky, look at the eagle soaring in the sky, and murmurly ask themselves.

Why do you want to come? Where do you want to go? Can you return to the Song Dynasty alive?

They are not sure about their tomorrow, but they are still here.

Because the Song Dynasty now takes time.

Wang Yan didn't blame them. His morale was a mysterious thing. No matter how capable he was to conquer the generals who were good at fighting, his soldiers would have a day when their morale was low.

However, he went to ask Wang Bing for advice, but Wang Bing told him without any private information that there was a good way to improve morale.

Wang Yan found the official family and asked for a military song used to improve morale when marching.

After a long time of thinking, Zhao Huan finally dug out a song from the depths of his mind and from his memory, and solemnly handed it over to Wang Yan.

Wang Yan clapped his hands hard and shouted, "I'll start, everyone sing a song, can you just sing that song we all know?"

"Don't you see, the Han army, please give me a long chariot!" Wang Yan shouted loudly, patted the armor on his body, and started singing.

The sparse and responsive voice slowly expanded from around Wang Yan to the entire horse army camp, and the sound became louder and more heroic.

"You don't see, the Han army is over, and the weak crowns are in the army, and the weak crowns are requesting a long tassel! You don't see, the clan Dingyuan, and the light cavalry in the ultimate realm urges the battle! A man should be in a serious danger! How can the Confucian Cap lose his life?"

"Besides, the country is as dangerous as it is! The feathered edicts are endless! Abandon my pens from the past! I put my collar in the war! I shouted for more than 100,000 robes! I sang a war song and joined the army! I sanctuated the dust of Hu! I swear to sweep away the Japanese slaves without regard for their own self!"

The voice became louder and louder, and their voices became hoarse. Some soldiers even shouted and cried. They used all their strength to vent their emotions.

That kind of confusion, that kind of confusion, that kind of hesitation about the future was shouted out at the top of his lungs and vented out through his voice.

The song that the official gave to Wang Yan is called the Chinese Expeditionary Force.

And tell them.

Every inch of mountains and rivers is every inch of blood, I will never regret entering China in this life!

China will prosper, and it is in the present!

It just takes some time.

So the soldiers of the Eight Character Army believed it, so they came.

"The flag is flying, the horse is slugging, a good man! A good man! A good man! A good man! A good man! A good man! A good man is here to serve the country!"

It is not neat, and even has a unique accent from Hedong Road and Hebei Road. It is not nice, but it is shocking.

The loud shouts were echoing constantly in the world with unique sadness.

The soldiers' heads were hanging down and their loose shoulders sat straight on the horse's back.

No matter what the future looks like, you will follow the predetermined path step by step, even if you fall down, you will be willing to do so.

The inferior horses seemed to be moved by the momentum of Wang Bing's soldiers. They also raised their heads suddenly and began to run wildly on the grassland that had just rained.

With the heavy sound of horse hooves, the song of this song floated far away.

Wang Yan looked at the soldiers who were excited about their morale and smiled. Perhaps it was because of the Song Dynasty, or perhaps it was because the soldiers of the Song Dynasty had not lost their courage to expedition, but the long-term marching and heavy rain made them a little confused.

Morale is back.

Wang Yan, a man in his forties, had a little red eyes. He believed that this was entirely because of the strong wind and sand on the grassland.

"Fight! Fight will win!"

Wang Yan shouted with all his strength, and the soldiers finally cheered up their morale and began to continue walking forward.

The Daxianbei Mountain in front has begun to become no longer blurred, and their destination is behind the Daxianbei Mountain.

The endurance of the inferior horse is better than Wang Yan thought, especially after a few days of rest, the speed of the battle exceeded Wang Yan's imagination.

The Song Dynasty had never had such a fast transfer speed.

Wang Yan took out a map from his waist pocket. This geometric map has a topographic map of the entire black soil area, which is a very precise map.

A piece of paper is sandwiched in the map.

This is a very good suggestion written by Zhao Huan to Wang Yan. He told him that the words on this note can be used as a slogan to win over Wuru Ren and Nai Ren.

This black soil area has been artificially isolated by the Jin people for a long time. They do not understand the world, so they must arm them with their thoughts.

Let the Lord and the Nai people be their supporters, not those who report their rewards.

It can make Wang Yan's struggle behind enemy lines more ease.

[There has never been a savior, nor does it rely on the gods and emperors! To create human happiness, it depends entirely on ourselves! We must regain the fruits of labor and let our thoughts break through the cage! Hurry up the fire and shoot the iron while it is hot to succeed!]

[Only the great labor army, only the laborers in my world, have the right to enjoy the earth, where can we accommodate parasites! The sound of thunder and thunder suddenly shakes, and the cruel thieves disappear. Look! The light shines on my red sun.]

This is a very inciting word.

Wang Yan even heard the official humming and singing this lyrics in Yanjing. He remembered the melody. He was going to let the soldiers learn this song and sing it throughout the Black Soil area.

The Jin people who were rooted in the Black Soil District actually didn't understand Chinese very much. He also planned to use this word as a secret code for all soldiers who were rooted in the Black Soil District to contact when they were hungry.

But Wang Yan always felt that there was nothing in this song, but he didn't know what it was.

But the official is right, that's enough.

It is so difficult to create such an official family in the Song Dynasty.

Wang Yan couldn't know it better.

When he was fighting in Cizhou, thousands of people were isolated and helpless in a short earth city, besieged day and night. How crazy the enemy was, he remembered it unforgettably, and he would never forget the fear of being isolated and helpless.

How desperate he was when he was defeated!

When he heard that the official family had recaptured Yunzhong Road and Yanjing Road, he was so happy and enthusiastic!

Wang Yan solemnly put the note into the map, carefully placed the map, looked at the Daxianbei Mountain in front of him, looked back at the direction of the Song Dynasty, and said to himself with a smile, "The official family, the last day has arrived at the Daxianbei Mountain."

"You will be dealt with after all!" He looked at the Daxianbei Mountains and pointed to the lush grassland and said with a smile.

Even though all his troops died in the Black Soil area, they still bought time for the Song Dynasty and brought enough pressure to the enemy's logistics.

They finally set foot here, the most fertile land in the world as the official said, and a place where you can harvest by sowing seeds.

Zhao Huan received Wang Yan's military report, and they had already stepped across the Great Xianbei Mountains. Ouyang Che was rushing to Jingbian City as fast as possible to pick up Wang Yan.

May everything go smoothly and the warriors return safely.

Zhao Huan realized that he had made the greatest support for this expeditionary army. He hoped that the soldiers would return safely, although he knew that there were some extravagant hopes.

He understood Sun Bo's feudal superstition a little more.

Who doesn't want a good sign?

He was not idle, so he took Zhao Ying and walked towards the Wu Temple.

After the last time I worshiped here, the martial virtues of the Song Dynasty really flourished. Since it has appeared, I naturally have to put another incense stick to fulfill my wish.

Superstition is actually a kind of self-comfort in the final analysis.

Here, Zhao Huan unexpectedly saw Zhu Xiaosun and Zhu Lian, brothers and sisters, and also brought people to burn incense in the Wu Temple.

Zhao Huan did not circle the Wu Temple and the Confucian Temple in the palace, but built it in Yanjing City. He hoped that these sages would remember more people.

Today Zhu Lian told him that Zhu Xiaosun sent a group of Jin Dynasty Chazi from Shanhaiguan, and these groups of Chazi will only be beheaded and displayed in public after being interrogated in Yanjing.

The brother and sister had not seen each other for a long time, so Zhao Huan approved Zhu Lian's request to leave the palace.

Unexpectedly, I met it in Wu Temple.

"It's a little stronger and has a heroic spirit. Not bad!" Zhao Huan patted Zhu Xiaosun and said with a smile.

Zhu Xiaosun smiled slightly honestly, greeted Zhao Huan, and made a move open the door of the Wu Temple.

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Chapter completed!