Zhang Hongfan led his sword to commit suicide in front of everyone. Zhao Bing thought it would lead to a wave of suicide, but he found that only a few personal soldiers and staff from the Zhang family were sucking the body and crying. The others just looked sad, but did not show too much sadness. Ww    W.

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"This is really a kind of ice and fire!" Zhao Bing looked at the scene and touched his chin and said in his heart, but he was relieved soon. The Mongols and Semu people were mostly nomadic peoples. They had almost no concept of a country, but they only existed in the form of clans. In addition, in order to compete for ranch and property, the defeated people often became vassals or tribes of the winners and fought for the new masters. In other words, they were used to surrendering to the strong. As long as you defeat him, they would follow you. When the stronger appeared, they would change their positions. Zhang Hongfan was dead, so these people just thought that they wanted to change their masters.

"Your Majesty, what should I do?" 6 Xiufu stepped forward and said. He was also surprised at this time. Zhang Hongfan and other figures could be said to be able to stop the baby from crying at night in Jiangdong, which made the soldiers and civilians of the Song Dynasty frightened. Even Wen Tianxiang behind him became his prisoner, but His Majesty said a few words to him, so his attitude became much more respectful.

"Please restrain the body of the Zhang brothers, and you cannot insult the corpse." Zhao Bing turned around and looked at the ministers around him who were excited, some were excited, while others couldn't help but burst into tears. Think about it, it was understandable that this was the survivor of the disaster, and thought about it and ordered it.

"Your Majesty, this son has killed countless soldiers and civilians in the Song Dynasty. He should have exposed his body for three days, crushed his bones and ashes, so that he can eliminate the hatred of everyone!" Some ministers felt that Your Majesty was too kind and stepped forward to suggest.

"Haha, what's the point of bullying a dead person?" Zhao Bing looked at the courtier and said with a smile. He turned around and entered the cabin with a wave of his hand. Everyone immediately followed him. The man was bored and followed him in disgrace.

Zhao Bing then ordered all troops to quickly gather, clean up the battlefield, clean up the remaining soldiers, salvage the injured, rescue the injured, and count the injuries. He confiscated the surrendered soldiers and sent them back to Yashan Island for temporary detention. He also told them not to commit suicide without authorization, not to abuse, give them food and clothing, and drink water. At the same time, he comforted the people of the followers and let their ships rest on the port. At the same time, he sent a sentry ship to find Li Heng's traces and reconnaissance of the enemy's movements in Guangzhou. He also granted the right to preside over the aftermath to 6 Xiufu, assisted by Liu Fu, and cooperated with the ministers of various departments and generals of the army.

All the ministers and generals of various military commanders came forward to receive the order one by one. They found that the young emperor was not extremely excited because of the great victory, but his face was calm and he issued an edict in an orderly manner to deal with the aftermath, as if this victory was long as he expected, and all matters were planned. This made some people secretly glad because they were happy to be the wise ruler, some people frowned as if they were considering how to deal with themselves, and some people were worried about whether they had any place to punish the young emperor. However, everyone knows that after this battle, the situation of the court will definitely undergo a major change again...

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It was already midnight when all the departments returned to Yashan. Zhao Bing returned to the cabin and ordered people to burn hot water and take a bath before lying on his big bed. His body was obviously exhausted, but his mind couldn't calm down. He still maintained an inexplicable excitement, but it was not the excitement of escaping from death. Saving it carefully was more like the sadness of a dead rabbit and a dead fox.

Zhang Hongfan should have destroyed the last regime of the Southern Song Dynasty through this battle, realized the unification of China, and became famous all over the world. However, due to his own disruption, the Song Dynasty was able to continue to survive. Zhang Hongfan was forced to wipe his neck. His wish was realized, but he was defeated. He was obviously the one who died, but now he became defeated. No one could explain the good fortune and misfortune. It was all in God's thoughts. Zhang Hongfan is dead now, and whether it is in a bad reputation or loyalty or righteousness. But after he survived, he had to bear the responsibilities that he should not have shouldered.

"Where is the road?" Zhao Bing previously devoted all his energy and thoughts to how to survive. He never thought about how to face a new situation after surviving, take over this mess, and become a good emperor.

But now that Zhao Bing is forced to embark on this path by himself, it is not as simple as in the past shouting "Reviving the Song Dynasty, expelling the Tartars" and taking good care of the people he cares about. Now he really has to take on the responsibility of reviving the Song Dynasty and revitalizing the might of the Han and Tang Dynasties. But he doesn't know how to go on, but he knows that this is an extremely solid and dangerous path. If he fails, he will not be the only one who dies, but may be countless people and subjects who follow him.

"What will I do? Where can I drive the Song Dynasty train that has already left the track of history?" Zhao Bing turned over and raised his back, making him grin. He had definitely exhausted all his energy and emptied his head. Now it seemed that there was a lot of paste, and he couldn't figure it out, so he could only be sad!

"You stupid cat, lazy cat, you don't catch rats at night and just sleep here!" Zhao Bing became more and more upset the more he thought about it. He thought that he was too unrighteous to leave and could not escape endless troubles after staying. However, the white cat next to the pillow was snoring, which made him even more upset. He grabbed the white cat's hair and threw him off the bed. The frightened white cat screamed shrillly.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong? Is there an assassin?" The cat screamed, but Wang De, who was on the night outside, was frightened. He ran in with a candlestick and blocked the window and said in a panic.

"It's okay, it's just annoying that Dabai's snoring!" Zhao Bing squinted his eyes and avoided the candlelight and said casually.

"Your Majesty is fine, I'm scared to death!" Wang De put down the candlestick and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you afraid of?" Zhao Bing said with some amusement.

"Your Majesty doesn't know that now, whether in the court or in the army, or even the people are watching you, counting on you. If Your Majesty makes any mistakes, they will tear the little one into the sea to feed the fish!" Wang De said, tucking the quilt to the emperor.

"Oh, is I really that important?" Zhao Bing asked with his head tilted.

"Of course, although everyone didn't speak, their eyes were bright! Who knew that in times of danger, Grand Tutor Zhang fled first and the troops asked for surrender. It was His Majesty who stepped forward to stabilize the situation, defeated the enemy, and forced Zhang Hongfan to death. It was said that if His Majesty had asked His Majesty to take charge earlier, how could there be the danger today? Maybe he would have been back to Lin'an long ago!" Wang De said with a smile.
Chapter completed!