My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Even at this moment, Zhao Ji, Zhong Shidao and others did not know that the large-scale invasion of Xixia soldiers and horses was just a feint from the beginning. At this moment in Taiyuan City, 20 Western troops have been controlled by Zongze.

And one hundred thousand Xixia soldiers and horses traveled through Guanshan and marched towards Hebei.

Wanyan Zong, who attacked Hedong on the west road out of Yunzhou (Xijing Datong), had 5 horses, but Han Shizhong led the elite Western Army to stop him outside Yanmen. The remaining [-] Liao people under Yelvding also participated in the defense.

As for the direction of Hebei, the [-] Eastern Army transferred to the capital is now galloping back to defend against Zhending under the leadership of Yue Fei. Fifty thousand Eastern troops surrounded Zhending City.

So the situation looks critical, but actually everything is under control.

Tokyo.

Ruyang Marquis Mansion.

Wang Lin slowly sat up on the soft couch, looked around at Han Yan's daughters with different complexions and smiled slightly.

He conspired with Zhang Jun and the three of them to make a huge game of chess, mobilizing all the resources he could control, intending to kill two birds with one stone.

One is to lure the snake out of the hole and lure the Jinren army south to Zhending, with the intention of gathering and annihilating the Wanyan Lou family in Hebei.

In addition, it is to retreat to advance, follow the trend, and change the dynasty.

What Zhang Jun said is very true, if there is no peace in the rear, Wang Lin's grand plan and hegemony will be in vain.If he led the army to the Northern Expedition to recover Youyan, once the hidden danger behind exploded, the result would be unpredictable.

Wang Lin couldn't bear such a surprise.

So, simply draw the bottom line, once and for all.

With Wang Lin's current military prestige and unrivaled meritorious service, if he wants to be forced to proclaim himself emperor, he can do so reluctantly. Even if there are Qin Wang beacon fires everywhere, they are all under control.

But Wang Lin felt that it was almost too late.

Rather than bear the infamy of usurping the throne, it is better to completely strip away the fig leaf of the Zhao Song royal family.

As long as he holds the righteousness firmly, everything will be logical.

Wang Lin stood in the courtyard and looked towards the distant direction of Hebei.

Judging from the current situation, although Wanyan Loushi has been plotted to go south, but with the strength of the gold soldiers, it is not so easy to gather and annihilate one hundred thousand gold troops.

But if Wanyan Loushi wants to win Zhending and Hebei, it will be as difficult as reaching the sky.

Xixia's [-] troops thought they would respond, and Yue Fei's [-] troops came up from behind. Guan Sheng and the [-] troops that could be counted for a discount attacked from the right. Surrounded on three sides, the probability of Jin's defeat was more than [-]%.

In fact, as long as Wanyanlou's family is severely damaged in Zhending, conditions will be created for Wang Lin to recover Yanyun's old place this year.

Ascending to the throne and proclaiming himself emperor, taking advantage of the trend to conquer Yanyun himself, Wang Lin's prestige will rise to an unprecedented peak, and the imperial power will be completely stabilized.

No one will ever question the legitimacy of his claim to the throne.

Han Yan led the girls to stand far away under the corridor holding a few children.

Zhao Fujin, Chongde, Zhu Lian, Guo Yuan, as well as Zhao Yupan, Zhao Huanhuan and other members of the Zhao Song royal family looked at Wang Lin's back with complex expressions, their eyes flickering.

Wang Lin turned around slowly.

Zhao Fujin's pretty face was gloomy, and he hesitated to speak.

Chongde sighed quietly and lowered his head.

Zhu Lian and Guo Yuan looked at each other and quietly took half a step back.

They no longer have any relationship with the royal family of Zhao Song.

The young Zhao Huanhuan was finally the first to hold back, and said in a trembling voice, "King Yan, do you want to be emperor?"

Wang Lin ignored Zhao Huanhuan, but his deep eyes fell on Zhao Fujin and Chongde.

Wang Lin sighed softly and said, "Now you have also seen that I actually have no escape route. If I don't take that position, you, including our children, will all be killed, and none of you will be able to keep it."

Zhao Fujin sighed quietly: "Master, I know. You go, I won't hold you back, I just hope you can forgive me and don't start killing and causing unnecessary killings."

Yan Qing led the tiger guards in, bowed and said: "My lord, everything is ready, you can enter the palace!"

Wang Lin nodded slowly, he grabbed his

Saber, turned back to stare at Han Yan and the girls standing under the corridor, paused for a moment, and strode away.

……

Imperial City, Mingde Gate.

Emperor Zhao Ji, Tang Ke, Geng Nanzhong and others gathered on the tower with dismal expressions, and the overall situation outside was settled.

Although Miyagi was still in the hands of the Two Thousand Dragon Guards, the entire Tokyo fell into the hands of Wang Lin.

From the beginning to the end, the Tokyo Forbidden Army was never really controlled by Zhong Shidao and his son.

Outside the gate of Mingde, the crowded people, scholars, and merchants in Tokyo separated automatically, and thunderous cheers erupted. At first, it was "Wan Sheng, King of Yan", and then quietly became "Long Live, King of Yan".

Wang Lin came slowly, still wearing the green shirt.

His face was calm and his steps were calm, but the aura on his body gradually became sharper as he approached step by step, piercing straight into the sky.

The strong wind howled, and the gorgeous scorching sun was blocked by the thick haze in an instant, and the sky dimmed. Wang Lin stood there, looking up at Zhao Ji, Tang Geng and others on the tower.

Zhao Ji was devastated.

There is no longer any suspense, and there is no room for anything.

He was trembling all over, sweating profusely, if it wasn't for the support of the chief eunuch Ma Nan, he could hardly stand still.

"Officials, this is the place where I rescued you three times. The first time was Cai Jingtong's rebellion against the six thieves, the second time was when King Yun Zhao Kai forced the palace, and the third time was when Prince Zhao Huan of the Eastern Palace remonstrated."

"However, you are going to kill me!"

"When the ruler treats his ministers like brothers and feet, the ministers regard the ruler as his heart; when the ruler treats his ministers like dogs and horses, the ministers regard the ruler as a countryman;

Zhao Ji tremblingly said: "Wang Lin, you are deceiving! You have deceived me!"

Wang Lin chuckled: "Officials, didn't you cheat me into going back to Beijing to kill my whole family?"

Wang Lin's voice suddenly became indifferent and high-pitched: "I, Wang Lin, look up to the sky and bow to the ground. I owe nothing to the court of Zhao Song and the common people of Li!"

"I am still here to make an oath with the heavens. I will restore the old land of Yanyun in my life, destroy the Jin Kingdom, open up the territory, and restore the glory of the Han and Tang Dynasties of China!"

"Emperor Heaven and Empress Dowager, I swear this together with hundreds of millions of people today!"

Wang Lin turned around slowly, facing the enthusiastic Tokyo people.Yan Qing came at a gallop and put a bright yellow dragon robe on Wang Lin with her own hands.

Li Gang, Wu Min, Zhang Jun, Ma Kuo, Huang Qishan, Guo Zhishun...appeared in the crowd one by one, and bowed down first.

All the people present knelt down on the ground and shouted continuously: "Long live my emperor, please take the throne, King Yan, guard my Chinese clothes, and create a foundation for eternity!"

Horseshoes are like thunder.

Hua Rong personally led the army to gallop there.

The father and son of Zhongshidao and a group of Zhongjia's children who were captured alive were already prisoners.

The last hope in Zhao Ji's heart was ruthlessly wiped out.

His eyes went dark, and he fell headlong on the tower.

Outside the gate of Mingde, Wang Lin wore a yellow robe, which brought a complete end to the upheaval in Tokyo.

&: Everyone, don’t make wild guesses. If you ascend the throne and proclaim yourself emperor, it will be over. Wouldn’t it be unnecessary to write those emperor essays?I have been following the outline, and the goal is very clear, to expand a small Northern Song Dynasty into a real Great Song Dynasty. If you don’t believe me, go to Baidu to download the territory of the Northern Song Dynasty. It is really a tiny place, not even half of the country.