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The golden-armored guard complained in his heart, but he lowered his head expressionlessly and said, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid we can't continue to leave the city and head south. Most of our 300,000 Jin troops are infantry, and there are also a large number of noble carriages accompanying us..."

Zhao Ji immediately roared, "You have 300,000 men, and you can't defeat 50,000 Jin troops?"

"A bunch of trash, why do I keep you for food?"

"I don't care. You guys go find a way. I'm going to go on a tour to the south and give those Jin people some money and property so that they will make way for me."

"As for Bianjing City, tell those Jin people that as long as I am safe, they can use Bianjing City as they please."

Zhao Ji had gone completely insane, or to be more precise, he was extremely scared.

As Zhao Ji's roaring voice fell, people from the Six Bat Hall soon deliberately spread Zhao Ji's words among the people of the entire Bianjing city.

In particular, the rumor that the city of Bianjing was left to the Jin people to take over made countless people hate it.

The carriage stopped and the army stopped.

The south gate of Bianjing City was wide open, with 300,000 troops blocking inside the city and 50,000 Jin troops blocking outside the city. Neither side dared to act rashly, and for a while, a strange confrontation situation was formed.

Inside the city, Zhao Ji was still roaring and scolding the officials and generals.

Outside the city, Wanyan Zongmou looked terrified and said, "Fortunately we didn't act rashly. The Song people are really cunning. They actually hid so many troops at the south gate of the city..."

Just when the situation became increasingly stalemate.

At some point, a Song Dynasty imperial army led by Yue Fei had crossed the entire outer city of Bianjing from another road and arrived at the South Gate.

"According to the order of the Princess Zhenguo, close the South Gate to guard against the Jin army."

"According to the order of the Princess of the Nation, the Imperial Guards can leave the team heading south and prepare for the city's defense."

"According to the order of the Princess of the Nation, all citizens, return home as soon as possible..."

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Sorry, I went back to my hometown yesterday, and was quarantined when I returned to the city at night, so I was unable to update.

Fortunately, my family packed up some things during the day and sent the computer over.

We must cooperate with the epidemic prevention work, and please forgive us, dear readers.

Chapter 224 Threatening Zhao Ji and asking for military power

The military command of Bianliang in the Song Dynasty fell into the hands of Zhao Shirong's side during the court struggle as early as when Tong Guan fell.

But the imperial guards of Bian Jing were different from troops in other places.

Even after a long period of reorganization, not all of the imperial guards in the city of Bianliang were put under the command of Zhao Shirong and others.

For example, Gao Qiu, who served as the Grand Marshal, sat in charge of the White Tiger Hall and controlled many high-ranking officials of the imperial guards.

This is the capital city, right under the emperor's nose.

Unless Zhao Shirong was blatantly rebelling, the reorganization and gathering of the Bianliang Imperial Guards could not be too obvious.

This is also the reason why Zhao Ji was able to take away 300,000 troops when he toured the south of the Yangtze River.

Yang Zhao designed a big drama to make Zhao Ji embarrassed so much that the whole city of Bianjing was shocked.

In addition to arousing public resentment and destroying Zhao Ji's prestige.

On the other hand, it is for the current situation that he wants to use the pressure of the Jin army outside the city to completely seize the power of the 300,000 imperial guards.

In the center of the convoy, guarded by a large number of imperial guards.

Amid Zhao Ji's angry roar, Yang Zhao and Zhao Shirong, like a couple of gods, walked through the long queue and came to Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji looked at Zhao Shirong sitting on the horse outside the carriage with a distorted expression.

Zhao Shirong, on the other hand, was leaning in Yang Zhao's arms, looking at Zhao Ji with her beautiful appearance and grace.

Zhao Ji's face was gloomy, and he said, "Shi Rong, what on earth do you want to do? I am not dead yet, and you want to take away the last army in my hand?"

Zhao Ji was furious, but he did not dare to completely turn against Zhao Shirong.

Not to mention the support of the two martial saints Zhao Defang and Huang Shang.

In just over a year, Zhao Shirong, with his unrivaled force, almost swept through most of the court, and nailed Zhao Ji's four lackeys to death on various charges.

Such means were enough to make Zhao Ji feel afraid.

It was not in Zhao Ji's plan to completely fall out with Zhao Shirong at this time.

Zhao Shirong showed respect on the surface, but in fact his eyes were filled with unspeakable contempt. He said, "Your Majesty, Shirong will be the regent of the court, the guardian of the country and the military. This is the decree issued by Your Majesty. Isn't it right?"

Zhao Shirong's words almost choked Zhao Ji to death.

Zhao Ji's face darkened and he said, "What I mean is that after I go on a tour to the south, you will be appointed as the regent of the court, the guardian of the country and the military. I have not yet left Bianjing City."

Zhao Shirong raised his eyebrows and said, "Your Majesty, do you mean that the Jin army outside the city will be dealt with by Your Majesty?"

Zhao Ji: “…”

Damn it, if I could handle it, why would I have to go on a tour around Jiangnan?

Zhao Shirong's words made Zhao Ji not know how to respond for a long time.

Seeing Zhao Ji holding his breath and keeping silent.

Zhao Shirong did not embarrass the other party too much, but looked at the imperial guards on Changjie Street and said, "Your Majesty, the Jin people are brutal and cruel. A hundred thousand troops have been rampaging throughout the northern border, and now eighty thousand have crossed the river and are all surrounding the city of Bianjing."

"Although the walls of Bianjing are high and thick, if there is no one guarding it, I'm afraid it won't be able to stop those Jin people."

"I heard that the current emperor of the Jin Dynasty likes to use the skulls of the enemy leaders he conquered to make wine cups, in order to show his ferocity and majesty..."

When Zhao Ji heard what Zhao Shirong said, his face suddenly turned pale.

But even so, Zhao Ji still retained a glimmer of hope and said, "Shi Rong, can't we negotiate with those Jin people? I will give them a large amount of gold and silver, and pay tribute to them every year. As long as they let me go to Jiangnan, I will give them the whole north."

Regarding Zhao Ji's foolish, cowardly and treasonous behavior.

Even when Zhao Shirong was just looking at the other person, he felt an incomparable feeling of disgust in his heart, and even had the urge to draw his sword and kill him.

However, Zhao Ji is still the emperor of the Song Dynasty today.

Zhao Shirong suppressed his anger and said, "Your Majesty, when a tiger breaks into a farmer's house without any precautions, do you think the tiger will negotiate with the farmer and only eat the meat thrown by the farmer, or will it directly break through the door, bite the farmer to death, and completely occupy all the farmer's property?"

Zhao Ji's face turned pale, and he said, "The Jin people are crude and incapable of governing the country. Isn't it enough to give them money?"

Zhao Shirong sneered and said, "For the evil tiger, the meat of farmers is also edible."

The last bit of hope was completely extinguished.

For quite a while.

Zhao Ji looked at Zhao Shirong expectantly and said, "Shirong, if I give you an army of 100,000, can you stop the Jin army from attacking the city?"

At this time, Zhao Ji still did not want to hand over the command of all the troops to Zhao Shirong.

Zhao Shirong remained silent and just looked at Zhao Ji.

On the contrary, Yang Zhao said, "Shi Rong, why don't you just ignore this Bianjing City? I have many capable people under my command. Even if there is a large army blocking the city, they can help you break through the siege."

"This world is so big, there is no place where we cannot be free and unrestrained."

"Maybe, after your uncle dies, we can establish a country in Jiangnan under the name of the Great Song Dynasty."

Some people play the good guy, while others play the bad guy.

Hearing Yang Zhao's "disrespectful" words, Zhao Ji became extremely furious.

Unfortunately, even Zhao Ji, who was deep in the imperial palace, knew some rumors about Yang Zhao.

Especially not long ago, Yang Zhao had tried his best, using his secret technique and supreme swordsmanship to fight with Xi Chi for dozens of moves in the city of Bianjing, causing half of the inner city of Bianjing to collapse.

Even Zhao Ji, who still had a few trump cards, could not do anything to Yang Zhao.

Now, he was being teased and mocked by Yang Zhao.

Zhao Ji held it in for a long while, and then said harshly: "Shi Rong, you are the princess of the Song Dynasty, and you have not yet married him. How can you hug him like this in the street? How can you be so rude?"

Facing Yang Zhao, Zhao Ji didn't even dare to reprimand him in person. He could only find excuses from the side and mutter a few words.

Yang Zhao rolled his eyes and said, "Old Emperor, is this the time to talk about this? This young master advises you to honestly hand over the military power tiger talisman. After the Jin army is defeated, you can stay in the palace, eat and drink, and be an emperor who nods and stamps his seal for fun."

"presumptuous!"

Hearing Yang Zhao's blunt rebuke and threats, a eunuch at the grandmaster level beside Zhao Ji stood up and was about to scold Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly. Suddenly, sword energy surged in the void and turned into silk threads that wrapped around the eunuchs at the grandmaster level, and several heads rolled down.

Zhao Ji was so frightened by this bloody scene that his whole body trembled.

Yang Zhao looked at him sharply and said, "Old Emperor, please take care of your dogs. You don't want me to rebel against your Zhao family at this time, do you?"

Zhao Ji nodded frantically, and then roared at everyone around him.

Yang Zhao nodded with satisfaction and asked, "What about the military power tiger talisman?"

Zhao Ji glanced at Gao Qiu and said, "Give it to him, give it to him, and we will return to the palace quickly."

Chapter 225: Taking Back the Military Power with Fierce Means

Zhao Shirong was, after all, a woman, and she was a little weak in character, especially when facing the current Emperor of Song, Zhao Ji, she was naturally a generation inferior to him.

Therefore, even if Zhao Shirong could suppress Zhao Ji in the court, it would be difficult for him to use various threats and intimidation when they met face to face.

Instead, it was Yang Zhao who subdued Zhao Ji on the spot with the most direct and bloody means.

Several heads of grandmasters fell in front of Zhao Ji.

At Yang Zhao's request, Zhao Ji handed over all the military power and tiger talismans that allowed him to be promoted to Yang Zhao without hesitation.

Such an emperor is rare in history. He does not have any backbone at all.

But now is not the time to kill Zhao Ji completely.

After taking the tiger talisman handed over by Gao Qiu, Yang Zhao and Zhao Shirong looked at each other, and quickly released Zhao Ji and the civil and military officials and went back to the palace.

As for the 300,000 imperial guards, they also mobilized their manpower under the intimidation of Yang Zhao and Zhao Shirong and began to deploy defenses against the entire city of Bianjing.

A whole day.

Having missed the best opportunity to break the city, Wanyan Zongmou and other Jin troops did not launch a siege. Instead, they began to set up camp outside the city, cut down trees, and build siege equipment.

At the same time, a large group of Jin soldiers, led by some Jin generals, went to plunder the surrounding areas of Bianjing.

Unfortunately, the area around Bianjing City had long been fortified and cleared by Yang Zhao and his men.

These Jin soldiers are destined to gain nothing.

Busy all day until night falls.

In the imperial guard camp of Bianjing City, inside the commander's tent.

Yang Zhao sat at the head of the table, with Yue Fei, Wu Yunzhao, Wu Tianxi and a group of other generals sitting behind him. In the hall, a group of high-ranking officers from the imperial guards had different expressions, some showing disdain, some showing contempt, some showing fear.

If one wants to completely control the imperial guards of Bianjing City, a tiger talisman alone is not enough.

The ones who truly controlled the 300,000 troops were none other than the so-called descendants of generals.

"Everyone, the Jin army outside the city is ferocious and the court is in trouble..."

"They are only 100,000 savages. We have 300,000 soldiers in the city. Can those savages fly into the city?"

"That's right, who do you think you are? You're just a bunny who hooked up with the princess."

"Hahaha, that's right, a pretty boy, just go home and coax Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"That's right, leave the fighting and killing to us..."

A group of high-ranking imperial guards, apparently instigated by the person behind the scenes, relied on their numbers and the fact that the law does not punish everyone, and madly mocked Yang Zhao.

Look at these ignorant and fearless guys.

Yang Zhao suddenly laughed, and his aura surged. The majestic energy, like the towering mountains and the vast ocean, filled the entire camp.

In an instant, everyone's faces turned red as if their necks were strangled.

Yang Zhao then stood up and walked to the person who started it first. With a cruel smile on his face, he said, "What's your name? Who's behind you? Tell me, and I'll give you a quick death."

The young general's face turned pale and he felt depressed, but when facing Yang Zhao, he showed great courage.

Facing Yang Zhao's contemptuous and disdainful eyes.