Northern Song Dynasty: Counterattack and became emperor after the Jingkang Revolution

After retaking Chanzhou City, Wen Boyuan did not have a moment's rest.

He knew that although the battle was successful, many post-war matters still needed to be taken care of by him personally.

The first thing is to find those soldiers who may have been separated in the war, as well as compatriots captured by the enemy.

So, he immediately ordered people to search throughout the city.

After an intense search, the dying Zhang Jun was finally found in a dark corner of the government prison.

His body was covered with scars and blood, and he had obviously suffered inhuman torture at the hands of the enemy.

When Wen Boyuan saw this, he felt a pity in his heart, and quickly ordered the doctors accompanying the army to diagnose and treat him.

The doctor carefully examined Zhang Jun's injuries, his brows furrowed and his face solemn.

The general's injuries were extremely serious, and he could lose his life if he was not careful. He took a deep breath, calmed down, and began to treat Zhang Jun's wounds.

After some intense treatment, Zhang Jun's injury finally stabilized.

Although he was still weak, at least his life was no longer in danger. Upon seeing this, Wen Boyuan felt a little relieved and ordered people to place Zhang Jun properly and make plans after he regained consciousness.

One day later, Zhang Jun finally woke up from his coma.

He slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was Wen Boyuan's concerned and anxious face. Seeing Wen Boyuan, Zhang Jun's heart was filled with guilt and self-blame.

He knew that he underestimated the enemy and advanced rashly, which led to this disaster. Not only did he get imprisoned, but countless soldiers died as a result.

"General Wen, I..." Zhang Jun spoke, his voice hoarse and weak.

He wanted to apologize to Wen Boyuan, but found that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Seeing this, Wen Boyuan patted Zhang Jun's shoulder lightly, "General Zhang, don't blame yourself." Wen Boyuan said softly, "Victory or defeat is a common thing for military officers. Moreover, although we suffered heavy losses in this battle, we finally regained Chanzhou. City. You have tried your best and no one will blame you."

Hearing this, Zhang Jun's eyes flashed with gratitude.

"General Wen, I..." Zhang Jun spoke again, his voice still hoarse and weak, "I want to see Her Highness the Princess and apologize to her."

Wen Boyuan frowned slightly when he heard this. He knew Zhang Jun's mood at the moment, but it was not up to him to decide whether Her Royal Highness the Princess was willing to see him.

However, he still nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will report this to Her Highness the Princess. I will tell you when she makes a decision."

Zhang Jun felt slightly comforted when he heard this. He knew that Wen Boyuan was a man who kept his word. Since he had promised him, he would definitely try his best to do it. So, he nodded slightly to indicate that he understood.

Then Zhang Jun couldn't help but ask: "The enemy... how is the enemy? Why don't we take advantage of the victory and pursue it?" His eyes flashed with hatred and unwillingness, as if he wanted to return to the battlefield immediately to kill the enemy and perform meritorious service.

Wen Boyuan sighed and said: "The enemy has already fled to Jinan Prefecture. As for why they don't take advantage of the victory and pursue it... Her Highness the Princess has her own idea. The most important thing for us now is to stabilize the defense line and recuperate to fight again in the future."

Zhao Yingluo did not stay in the bustling city of Kaifeng, nor did she plan to go to Xingzhou. She chose to go west.

Carrying a thousand newly built cannons and muskets, and escorting countless grain and grass, they headed for Chang'an.

Xingzhou has famous generals like Yue Fei in charge. She is convinced that even if she faces a strong enemy, she can stick to the defense line and protect her country. But the situation in Chang'an made her even more worried.

The emperor's younger brother Zhao Zhen, who was in charge of Chang'an, not only had to deal with the powerful cavalry of the Xixia Kingdom, but also had to guard against the army of Wanyan Loushi of the Jin Kingdom. These two forces are like two sharp swords hanging above their heads, which may fall at any time and threaten Xijing, Luoyang and Kaifeng.

Before leaving, she summoned Zhu Shengfei, who was temporarily in charge of staying behind in Kaifeng, and explained Kaifeng's government affairs and defense clearly.

Her words revealed her trust and expectation for Zhu Shengfei: "Master Zhu, Kaifeng is our capital of the Song Dynasty. It has heavy government affairs and arduous defense. I am going to Chang'an this time, and the safety of Kaifeng is left to you. You must control it. For the overall situation, we must especially pay attention to the movements of the emperor brother and do not let him take the opportunity to cause trouble."

Zhu Shengfei bowed and agreed: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will handle this matter well. As long as I am here, Kaifeng will be safe."

Zhao Yingluo nodded, satisfied with Zhu Shengfei's response. She knows that at this critical moment, trust is more important than anything else.

When she arrived in Chang'an City, it was already early summer. The weather is getting hotter and hotter, but the people at the gate of the city are bustling and lively.

They were either buying and selling, chatting, or hurrying on their way, as if they were not affected by the war.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yingluo felt slightly comforted.

Zhao Zhen had already received the news and went out to greet him personally.

When he saw Zhao Yingluo arriving safely, the string hanging in his heart finally relaxed. He knew that with Zhao Yingluo here, Chang'an's defense would be stronger.

"Sister Huang, you are finally here." Zhao Zhen stepped forward to greet him, "With you here, I have the confidence to defend Chang'an."

Zhao Yingluo smiled slightly and said: "I brought newly made artillery and muskets, as well as some grain and grass. I hope these can help Chang'an's defense."

Zhao Zhen was overjoyed when he heard this. He knew what these weapons and food meant to Chang'an.

"Sister Huang, you are my timely help. With these weapons and food, we will be more confident to withstand the attacks of Xixia and Jin."

The two siblings, one behind the other, walked calmly into the hall of Chang'an government office.

Officials from Chang'an had been waiting here for a long time. When they saw the two arriving, they immediately stood up and greeted them respectfully.

Zhao Yingluo nodded slightly, indicating that they did not need to be polite, and then sat down on the main seat, scanning the circle of officials present with piercing eyes.

"My lords, how is the battle going?" Zhao Yingluo asked straight to the point, with an undoubted majesty in her tone.

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen frowned slightly, rubbed her temples with a headache, and said in a deep voice: "Sister, the cavalry of the Great Xia Kingdom are very cunning! In the past few months, I have led the army to fight with them several times, but... However, they broke into pieces and harassed the prefectures and counties west of Chang'an from time to time. What is even more annoying is that every time they harassed the prefectures and counties and robbed property and people, they immediately retreated, without giving us a chance for a decisive battle. "

Having said this, Zhao Zhen paused, with a look of helplessness on his face, "Every time our army pursues them, they can only eat ashes behind them. Their cavalry is extremely fast and they come and go without a trace. We It’s impossible to catch up. Moreover, their tactics are extremely flexible and changeable, sometimes dispersing and sometimes gathering, making it difficult for us to guard against them.”

Zhao Yingluo frowned as she listened to Zhao Zhen's report.

She knew that the Great Xia cavalry were extremely powerful, but she didn't expect them to be so cunning and difficult to deal with. As a result, Changan's defensive pressure will be even greater.

"Is there any countermeasure?" Zhao Yingluo asked in a deep voice.

Zhao Zhen smiled bitterly, "We have tried many methods, but none of them have much effect. Their cavalry is too fast, and our infantry cannot catch up at all. Although our cavalry can compete with them, the number is not enough." But it's nowhere near as good as above. Unless we can find a way to limit their speed or predict their course of action in advance."