The prince is more stable

Chapter 482 Return as before
Su Shi is not Xin Qiji, and he is not a man of both civil and military talents. He has never seen a scene of killing enemies like today in his life, let alone experienced it personally.

Those who have never killed anyone will never be able to understand the true feelings after killing someone.

Unless you are a naturally evil person, taking someone else's life is definitely not a pleasant feeling.

At this moment, Su Shi felt nauseous and wanted to vomit out bitter bile, but he still felt uncomfortable. The corpses and blood he created with his own hands, the disgusting scenes kept flashing in his mind.

It was unknown how long Su Shi vomited until he had vomited out all the bile, and then he stood up staggeringly.

"Killing the enemy with my own hands will give me no regrets in this life!" Su Shi staggered out of the dense forest, muttering to himself as he walked.

The young generals and soldiers surrounded him, and the general's lips curled up slightly.

Intellectuals are really good at talking.

You didn't say a word about his miserable appearance of vomiting all over the place, but you kept talking about killing two Liao soldiers.

After getting away from the two corpses he had killed with his own hands, Su Shi walked to the edge of the dense forest and found himself standing up again.

He has realized with his own hands the ideal of scholars to kill enemies and serve the country. In the future, this scene will definitely appear in all his works, poems and articles. No matter how much he promotes it, it will not be excessive. God can bear witness that he really killed two enemies!

So after walking out of the dense forest, Su Shi unconsciously held his head high and chest out, standing with his hands behind his back, looking like a master. He still held the long sword in his hand, and the blood on the blade was not wiped off, which was intentional.

On the mountain road, Zhang Rong and Zhe Keshi were overjoyed to see Su Shi returning safely. They stood up and ran towards Su Shi.

Su Shi held his breath, his mind trembling with anxiety. Before the two men could utter a word, Su Shi spoke calmly, "I'm sorry to have worried you two generals. I just saw the Liao army fleeing, and I was deeply indignant. These villains come and go as they please. Do you think the Great Song is easy to bully?"

"So I rushed into the dense forest, chasing the enemy with all my remaining courage, and showed off my skills..."

Facing the astonished gazes of Zhang Rong and Zhe Keshi, Su Shi smiled faintly: "I am not very talented, but I just beheaded two enemy soldiers in battle and present them to you two generals."

Zhang Rong and Zhe Keshi were immediately filled with awe and looked at Su Shi again. They found that the image of Su Shi at this time was as majestic and tall as a mountain, which was awe-inspiring.

"Mr. Su is a man of both civil and military talents, a rare sight in the world. I admire him!" The two generals bowed at the same time.

Behind Su Shi, the young general who found him had a strange expression on his face. He opened his mouth subconsciously, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

That's not true. You haven't seen Scholar Su vomiting like a waterfall...

He is totally different from the calm and steady grandmaster he is at this moment!

After exhausting all his energy, the young general finally resisted the urge to tell the truth.

Forget it, let him show off.

Honestly, it's quite remarkable that a scholar could kill two Liao soldiers. If the facts were slightly exaggerated, it wouldn't be too much...

Zhang Rong stepped forward and looked at Su Shi. He found a little blood on his clothes, but the blood was not on him and there was no injury on his body. Zhang Rong immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Su, we can't stay here for long. Let's get on the road!" Zhang Rong said.

Su Shi was even more unwilling to stay in this nightmare-like place. He nodded hurriedly after hearing this: "That's right, let's go quickly. There's no time to delay."

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The Longwei Camp withdrew, slowly retreating southward from Xijin Prefecture two hundred miles away, and its destination was still the south bank of the Juma River.

After the Liao army was defeated twice, although there was no negotiation, the two countries had tacitly agreed on a new border line, which was the Juma River, and the two sides temporarily ceased fighting.

This time, Zhao Xiaoqian led his army north with the aim of intimidating the Liao Kingdom, exerting pressure, and ensuring Su Shi's safe return.

The troops stationed two hundred miles away from Xijin Prefecture for many days saw that the Liao Kingdom continued to mobilize heavy troops and gather towards Xijin Prefecture. Within a few days, Xijin Prefecture had gathered more than 200,000 Liao troops, ready to fight a decisive battle with the Song army. At the same time, the Liao army's exploratory attacks on the Longwei Camp became more and more fierce.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoqian had probably found out the bottom line of the Liao Kingdom. At the same time, he was also very clear that he had to withdraw his troops. The Song army was not yet ready for a decisive battle with the 200,000 Liao army.

The original intention of sending troops was just to deter, but now that the goal has been achieved, timely withdrawal is the right choice.

On that day, 30,000 soldiers of the Longwei Camp broke camp and headed south. This move made the countless Liao army scouts who were monitoring them overjoyed, and they hurried back to Xijin Prefecture to report.

The war between the two countries was on the verge of breaking out, but with the retreat of the Dragon Guard Battalion to the south, the tension finally eased.

Yelu Chun, the Liao Dynasty's Nanjing governor who had just been transferred to Xijin Prefecture, also breathed a sigh of relief.

After being defeated twice by Zhao Xiaoqian, Yelu Chun really did not want to fight the Song army again. He knew very well that under the current situation, if the Liao Kingdom did not find a way to restrain the Song army's firearms, the probability of being defeated again would still be very high.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Yelu Chun couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.

Once upon a time, the cowardly Song State was able to control the emotions of the Liao State, and they also mastered the active rhythm, advancing and retreating, attacking and defending, and acting at will. The Liao army had to be led by them and fell into a deep passive position.

The Liao Dynasty's luck was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, and no one could save it.

Two days later, the Longwei Camp had retreated a hundred miles to the south, not far from the Juma River. Under Zhao Xiaoqian's instructions, the marching speed also slowed down.

When they set up camp that night, Zhao Xiaoqian had just finished showing off half a leg of lamb when Zhao Xin came quickly to report.

Zhang Rong's troops were ambushed by the Liao army near Datong Prefecture, and more than half of the 500 soldiers were killed. Fortunately, Zhe Keshi led his troops to arrive in time, annihilated 2,000 Liao troops, and rescued Zhang Rong and Su Shi.

Su Shi was now being protected by Zhe Keshi's troops, galloping towards the Dragon Guard Camp. Zhao Xiaoqian, with a slightly bulging belly after eating, was surprised and then overjoyed.

"Finally I'm back!" Zhao Xiaoqian said with a smile, "He doesn't even know how much time, energy, and money I've invested in him, and how much risk I've taken..."

His mood brightened and Zhao Xiaoqian wanted to laugh from the bottom of his heart.

What are you laughing at?
Of course, I am happy for the elementary and middle school students a thousand years later. The content of your textbooks is richer. Please recite and write out the entire text of poems and articles by great writers of the Song Dynasty.

There seemed to be a holy halo around him for some unknown reason, which was the halo of his outstanding contribution to China's education a thousand years later.

With the blessing of all the gods, Buddhas and saints, if nothing unexpected happens, this halo can block fatal damage once.

...I wonder if the experience points can be raised to the foundation-building level?

"Good news. Let's celebrate by showing off half a leg of lamb!" Zhao Xiaoqian continued to roast the leg of lamb without saying a word.

"Send a message to Zhe Keshi's troops: the closer they get to the border, the more cautious they must be. Send out scouts twenty miles away at any time to investigate the movements of the Liao army and guard against another ambush and assassination attempt by the Liao army on Su Shi." Zhao Xiaoqian ordered.

Zhao Xin took the order and left in a hurry.

Two days later, the Longwei Camp was still on the march when scouts from the rear reported that Zhe Keshi's troops were only ten miles away from the main army and were about to meet up with the main force of the Longwei Camp.

Zhao Xiaoqian was cheered up while riding on his horse. He immediately turned his horse's head and galloped towards Zhe Keshi's troops. Chen Shou and other imperial guards also hurriedly followed.

After galloping for more than ten miles, he saw in the distance a team of several thousand people, with a flag embroidered with the word "Zhe" (Fold) fluttering in the wind at the head of the team.

As he rode closer, a rider emerged from the opposing team. It was none other than Su Shi, who was in his sixties.

The two men ran in opposite directions and met in the desolate wilderness. They both reined in their horses. Zhao Xiaoqian and Su Shi looked at each other and then laughed. Amidst their heroic laughter, Su Shi burst into tears and Zhao Xiaoqian's eyes also turned red.

"Mr. Zizhan, are you okay?" Zhao Xiaoqian asked with a smile.

Su Shi's laughter stopped, and he sighed: "The trip to Liao Kingdom is unforgettable in this life. The sorrow and joy are known only to me."

"Sir, you've lost a lot of weight. I'm afraid you didn't eat well in Liao."

Su Shi smiled bitterly: "I have a heavy responsibility on my shoulders, so why bother talking about food and drink?"

Then Su Shi suddenly remembered something and asked anxiously, "I heard that Brother Zi'an left me a bear paw?"

Zhao Xiaoqian said with a smile, "That's right, and it's the front paw. It's plump, juicy and delicious. If you haven't even tasted bear paw in your life, wouldn't you have lived in vain?"

Su Shi showed his greed: "It is my great honor to meet my dear brother Zi'an. Come on! I can't wait!"

Zhao Xiaoqian suddenly raised his hand: "Wait!"

"what happened?"

Zhao Xiaoqian blinked. "Just as good birds choose their trees, good food also chooses its people. Let me ask you, do you prefer salty or sweet tofu pudding? Think carefully before answering. If the answer is wrong, you can only watch me eat bear paws."

Su Shi immediately showed his anger: "This is too much! Tofu pudding is of course..."

"Ok?"

Su Shi paused and said, "...of course I eat sweet things."

After saying this, Su Shi sighed dejectedly. His appearance of enduring humiliation was no less than that of King Goujian of Yue who tasted feces to inquire about illness.

Zhao Xiaoqian was very satisfied with his answer.

Being able to force a Sichuanese to eat sweet tofu pudding gives me a great sense of accomplishment.

"Should we remove the smell of mutton or not?" Zhao Xiaoqian asked immediately.

Su Shi was furious: "Enough! A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated! Of course, mutton... must be free of mutton smell!"

After saying this, Su Shi closed his eyes tightly and sighed, his face full of self-loathing.

I was able to maintain my uncompromising integrity as a scholar even in the enemy territory of Liao, but I failed in front of delicious food. I hate myself so much!
Zhao Xiaoqian clapped his hands in delight and praised, "Mr. Zizhan is truly a bosom friend. You and I are becoming more and more sympathetic in the area of ​​food. Let's go back to camp and eat bear paws!"

Su Shi snorted angrily, but his body still followed Zhao Xiaoqian's riding side by side very honestly and rushed towards the main force of the Longwei Camp.

No one asked Su Shi about the gains and losses and hardships of this trip, nor about the anxiety and bitterness along the way. The dust on Su Shi's body and the haggard face had already told him the answer.

As they rode side by side, Zhao Xiaoqian spoke up again, not giving up. "One more question for you: does bear paw remove the smell of mutton or not?"

Su Shi had completely lost his fighting spirit and backbone, and said weakly: "You decide, whatever you say, I'll do it. I'm not picky at all."

"Mr. Zizhan is so easygoing, I am deeply moved. I suddenly remembered a famous dish called 'Dongpo Pork'. I will cook it for you myself later..."

Su Shi was shocked and furious: "What do you mean? What do you mean? Why is it called Dongpo Pork? What are your intentions?"

(End of this chapter)