Chapter 1: The Awakening of Shin Wang...

  At this time, Wang Jin felt that he was a bit out of place here. This was the time when General Xinwang and General Ma Kuo discussed important military matters, and as a guard, although his rank was high, he was still just a guard after all. Thinking so, Wang Jin wanted to leave.

  But Zhao Chen pulled Wang Jin back, saying: "Uncle Wang, you saved me, from now on you are my benefactor, no need to be polite. Moreover, you have the ability and martial arts skills, in the future you will definitely become a great general, don't avoid suspicion." Wang Jin listened and felt grateful. And on the side, Ma Kuo also felt that this Zhao Chen was different from his father and brother, he was a good king who valued relationships.

  "I heard that you were also captured by the Golden Army, how did you end up at Wuma Mountain?" Zhao Chen asked Ma Kuo. Ma Kuo shook his head slightly and said: "I was captured by the Golden Army in the Western Mountains of Zhending, but relying on my previous relationship with the Golden Kingdom, I was allowed to open a hotel to make a living. Later, I heard that anti-Golden Army uprisings were rising all over the country, and Wu Yi Daifu Zhao Bangjie was organizing an army here at Wuma Mountain to resist the Golden Army. I took advantage of the Cold Food Festival visit friends excuse to join the Wuma Mountain resistance army. Thanks to Zhao Bangjie and other leaders for not abandoning me, they elected me as the leader of the Wuma Mountain resistance army."

  As the meal was ready, the three of them talked for a short while before ending it. Ma Kuo still had some doubts about Zhao Chen's authenticity, but since he possessed the royal token, the possibility of him being real was greater than that of being fake. Moreover, what he lacked now was a royal prince like Xin Wang to serve as his banner, so even if he were fake, it didn't matter, as long as he had this banner and reputation.

  At this time, Zhao Xun was really starving. His body, like dry firewood, needed food. He wanted to practice martial arts, but without nutrition, it was impossible. Zhao Xun wolfed down the dishes. The treatment of the King of Xin was indeed different, and there was even wild boar meat and horse meat in the meal, which made him eat very fragrantly.

  At this time, Wang Jin was worried and looked at Zhao Chen with a frown. He was determined to protect Zhao Chen, and since he had risked his life to rescue him on their long journey, it showed his loyalty and bravery. Now, continuing to lead the weak and disunited Northern Army with Zhao Chen, he thought it would be better to surrender to the Song army rather than harming Zhao Chen. Thinking of this, he felt a pang of guilt in his heart. With a heavy heart, Wang Jin ate only two mouthfuls before losing his appetite, drinking from his wine pouch and sighing from time to time.

  Is there still a choice now? Now the Jin army is everywhere, and we can only rely on the righteous army to hold out for a while. After all, joining the righteous army can provide a place to settle down, which is much better than fleeing everywhere. At this time, Zhao Chen had no worries at all. In this era, after the prosperity of the Jin State, it will gradually decline, and in the northwest, a powerful Mongolia will rise, and Southern Song will be destroyed more than 100 years later. China will be ruled by the Mongols for decades until the appearance of that rogue monk. However, the Ming dynasty's system is not enlightened, and Zhu Yuanzhang, who is brain-damaged, actually banned maritime trade, which is indeed handing over a large amount of wealth and the world's largest trade to others.

  He now thinks of opposing the Jin State, defeating the Jin State and completing the great cause of the Northern Expedition, overthrowing the regime of Zhao Gou of Southern Song to avenge the Zhao family. After avenging, establish a powerful empire where all ethnic groups in China are integrated. Then occupy the unowned land of Oceania and North and South America. Let the beautiful New Continent become the home, living place and paradise of the Han people and all ethnic groups in China.

  The idea was good, but the journey was difficult and far away. At this time, Zhao Qing'er walked over. Seeing Wang Jin and Xinfeng, Zhao Qing'er was very polite, and sweetly called out to Wang Jin: "Uncle Wang Jin! Sister Wangfei!" However, when her gaze fell on Zhao Chen's face, her attitude immediately changed, she frowned coldly, and even gave him a big white eye. Zhao Chen saw her and got angry, in his previous life he was an elite special forces operative, and in this life he was still Xinfeng, yet he was beaten by a little girl, this was really hard to swallow. Immediately, in order to avoid seeing her, Zhao Chen simply tilted his head, facing the sky, and looked at the blue sky and white clouds.

  "Uncle Ma is looking for you." Zhao Qing'er saw Zhao Zhen's expression, gritted her teeth and left a sentence before turning around and walking away.

  After seeing Ma Kuo, Ma Kuo's words stunned Zhao Chen. Zhao Chen then asked: "Do you want me to raise the royal flag?" Ma Kuo nodded and said: "Yes, only your reputation can gather a large number of civilians and righteous army, you are the king, the descendant of the Zhao royal family, only your name can be used to raise the big flag to gather people from all sides." Zhao Chen thought for a moment, then nodded.

  "I'm raising a big flag, there are a few things you must understand, and these few points only you and I know, absolutely can't let anyone else know." Zhao Ke looked at Ma Kuo, saying seriously.

  As for the historical Ma Chao, Zhao Yun was very familiar with him. Ma Chao was a man who loved his country and nation, and he had always been thinking of conquering the Jin State in the north, but he was constantly suppressed by Emperor Taizu of Song and did not succeed. As for Ma Chao, who could also be considered a national hero, Zhao Yun thought that he was worthy of trust.

  "Firstly, to rescue my clan's parents and siblings, I am determined to launch a northern expedition against the Jin army. Even if Emperor Zhao Gou stops me from doing so in the future, I will not stop. To avenge my family's shame and rescue the imperial family's parents and siblings, I will not be constrained by his pleas for peace." Zhao Song said firmly.

  "Not following the Emperor's order?" Ma Kuo looked at this young King of Xin with some surprise. Now that Zhao Gou had ascended to the throne, Zhao Chen still openly expressed reservations about Zhao Gou's commands, clearly a sign that he did not fully acknowledge his imperial authority.

  "Emperor Gaozong, my brother, did not follow the imperial edict of our father and emperor, but instead received a sacred decree to rescue the capital. However, Zhao Gou privately disobeyed the order and refused to send troops to save our royal family, which led to the Jin army capturing our entire family. He is a traitor to our royal family, and his private ascension to the throne is a rebellious crime. Nevertheless, we currently have a common enemy, the Jin dogs, so we cannot break with him for now. But I need you to know that when Zhao Gou was in the Jin camp, he was already intimidated by the Jin dogs and may have been used by them since then. According to what I secretly learned from the captives in the Jin camp, the Jingkang disaster might also be caused by his secret communication with the Jin state."

  "What?" Ma was shocked, and Wang Jin also looked at Zhao Chen in surprise. He had never heard of such a thing before, and Zhao Chen had never mentioned it to him either.

  Zhao Song saw the surprised look on his opponent's face, and nodded secretly in his heart, knowing that his deception strategy had taken effect, and Ma Kuo would have a certain true understanding of Zhao Cong. In fact, where did Zhao Song get any intelligence? He was just relying on thousands of years of experience to bluff here, in order to let Ma Kuo wholeheartedly help him complete his own strong national ambitions.

  "A thousand truths, a myriad of certainties. Do you know why the northern righteous armies have achieved good results everywhere, but Zhao Gou still refuses to send troops north and continues to seek peace? It's because now my imperial brother and father emperor have already discovered his sinister plot. Zhao Gou wants to conceal this treacherous act of betraying our ancestors, selling out our family and clan. He! Is just a dog of the Jin dynasty, now he is willing to give away the vast ancestral lands of our northern border to the Jin country for the sake of his own throne. For the sake of his own throne, he betrays our ancestors and imperial brother, and still begs for mercy from the Jin dogs! He is not human!" Zhao Xian said, getting up excitedly.

  "So, you must understand that Zhao Gou will absolutely not go north. We now need to gather a large number of righteous troops around us to prepare for the future northern expedition. As for the throne, when I welcome back my father and brothers, Zhao Gou's position as emperor will naturally be lost, and at that time, you will have rendered meritorious service." Zhao Xiang said to Ma Kuo. Ma Kuo looked at Zhao Xiang in surprise, he didn't dare fully believe Zhao Xiang's words now. But towards Emperor Gaozong Zhao Gou, he already had a wary heart.

  The Xing Wang flag was extremely large, with a white background and black letters. At this time, Zhao Yun saw the flag and suddenly felt a surge of emotions in his chest. He abruptly raised the battle flag and shouted loudly, "Kill Jin Dog...! Swear to die in the Northern Expedition...!"

  The sentence seemed to have a powerful magic, and all the righteous armies heard this sentence, looking up at the direction of the flag. At this time, Ma Kuo and Wang Jin's raised hands suddenly turned around, grasping the flagpole, and Zhao Jing shouted loudly in unison with the wind.

  "Kill the Golden Dog...! Swear to die in the Northern Expedition...!" In the shouts of three people, all the righteous army officers felt a hot and surging blood flowing through their bodies. That flag was a great banner against the Jin State, under that great banner, there would be tens of thousands of soldiers who would sacrifice their lives and shed their hot blood, countless heroes would die for it, it would be a great banner stained with the fresh blood of Han people's heroes. It would be a great banner that would make the Golden Army tremble with fear.

  "Kill the Golden Dog...! Swear to die in the Northern Expedition...!" "Kill the Golden Dog...! Swear to die in the Northern Expedition...!" The crowd of righteous army also shouted loudly.

  Zhao Kuai said to Ma Kuo and Wang Jin, "Let's go." The three of them held the large flag together, raised their heads high, puffed out their chests, and marched forward with big strides. Afterwards, all the righteous army followed behind this large flag, advancing in its wake. From then on, they would no longer be a disorderly mob, but rather the vassals of a king.

  The princess was in a carriage at the back of the procession, while Zhao Chen rode a warhorse alongside Wang Jin.

  At this time, the horse's hooves were like wind, and a warhorse galloped over. Zhao Qing'er's elegant and refreshing figure jumped into Zhao Chen's eyes. "Hey, I said, King Xinfeng! Do you want to take your troops?" Zhao Qing'er asked with a smile.

  For this lovely girl, Zhao Xun is actually still very grateful. Although the girl had used violence on him before, at that time she didn't know his identity yet, and besides, what he said to her was also quite unpleasant, but he didn't hold it against her afterwards. During this period of time, Zhao Qing'er appeared not to care about this King of Letters on the surface, but in reality, she had been taking good care of him secretly all along. In his heart, Zhao Xun understood that this little girl was a sharp-tongued yet soft-hearted person.

  Upon hearing Zhao Qing'er's words, Zhao Zhen pulled the reins and stopped his horse. He clasped his hands together in front of his chest and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

  "I see that you only have one personal soldier, Wang Jin, so I'm coming to make up the number." Zhao Qing'er said with a smile: "In this way, you will have one banner and two personal soldiers."

  "Go ahead! Of course, go ahead." Zhao Chen had never taken this flag-raising recruitment seriously to begin with. Soldiers who could fight needed to be able to fight, train and eat before the battle, which was impossible in the righteous army. What Zhao Chen cared about was the faith of restoring the Han people's heaven, not the current flag-raising recruitment farce that was like a game of house. Since Miss Zhao wanted to come, then she could come. Having a girl, especially a beautiful one, join their group was something Zhao Chen would welcome with open arms.

  Seeing Zhao Jing agree, Zhao Qing'er burst out laughing and skipped to Wang Jin's side, warmly holding his arm and said in a sweet voice: "Uncle Zhao, from now on we're one family, we'll share the sweetness and bitterness together..." Hearing Zhao Qing'er's words, Zhao Jing smiled wryly, the little girl spoke nicely, but it was hard to put into practice.

  The volunteer army continued to advance, and the sky gradually darkened. At this time, the mountain road of Wuma Mountain was steep, and some small roads were not suitable for horse riding, so several volunteer leaders with horses began to dismount and proceed on foot.

  "Ouch!" Zhao Xun walked and walked, feeling really tired. Looking at Zhao Qing'er jumping around, he pretended to twist his ankle and cried out in pain.

  At this time, Ma Kuo led the soldiers and horses to advance forward, while the righteous army in the back saw that Wang Ye had sprained his foot and immediately rushed to carry Zhao Chen.

  Zhao Zhuo brushed off the help of other righteous armies and said to Zhao Qing'er, "Hey! Didn't you say we should share the sweetness and bitterness together? You're my sworn sister now, so you should carry me on your back!" Although he had already let go of most of his resentment towards being hit by Zhao Qing'er that time, Zhao Zhuo still had a bit of a grudge against her.

  Upon hearing his words, Zhao Qing'er's face showed a difficult expression. Although Zhao was thin and weak, having her, a girl, carry him on her back along the rugged mountain path was indeed somewhat troublesome for her.

  "Your Highness, let me carry you!" Wang Jin said from the side. Zhao Chen waved his hand and said: "No! No! Your injury is not fully healed, let her do it instead, she can carry me for a while, I'll be fine." After speaking, he climbed onto Zhao Qing'er's back, proudly sniffing the girl's fragrance...

  Zhao Zhuang saw that Zhao Qing'er was really exhausted, so he let her go and said his foot was fine. At this time, Zhao Qing'er didn't know that Zhao Zhuang was taking revenge on her, and she was naturally very angry. Just then, Zhao Zhuang sneezed twice, "One thinks, two scolds, three catches a cold, who's scolding me?" Zhao Zhuang muttered to himself, suddenly feeling a chill at the back of his head. He couldn't help but turn around, only to see Zhao Qing'er with a frosty face, staring at him. Recently, Zhao Zhuang had framed the little girl behind her back, so now he felt a bit guilty and hastily took a few steps to hide behind the horse's side.

  Zhao Qing sat down on a stone at the side of the mountain road with a thud, wiping sweat and frowning: "I can't walk anymore, my feet are all blistered, it's killing me."

  "Stick to it, you have to stick to it. Look at me, haven't I been walking all along? We're in this together." Zhao Chen smiled and said. "Uncle Wang..." Zhao Qing'er knew that Zhao Chen wasn't a guy who would go easy on her, so she ignored him and shouted loudly at the approaching Wang Jin: "Uncle Wang, I'm too tired to walk!"

  "I'll carry you," said Wang Jin. "Your feet are blistered, how can you walk? If your father finds out about this, it's all over. Come on, I'll carry you."

  Zhao Zhuang saw Wang Jin carrying Zhao Qing'er, and he had the intention to tease Zhao Qing'er a bit. So he said: "No way, no way. I've already said it, Wang Jin is injured and can't carry people. Military orders are like mountains, how can they be changed?"

  "Yes, yes, he's injured. If I let him carry me, that would be too much to ask, and it wouldn't be fair to say we're sharing the hardship." Zhao Qing'er also shook his head at Wang Jin and said: "Uncle Wang, you're injured, how can I burden you?" Then he pointed at Zhao Chen and said: "You carry me then."

  "What?" Zhao Jing's mouth suddenly opened wide, "I carry you? Why? Why should I carry you? As the prince, how can I carry you?" "Sharing the joys and sorrows! Can't the great Prince Xin go back on his word?" Zhao Qing'er said with a smile.

  Zhao Xun immediately had a bad premonition, but after thinking about it, he couldn't come up with an excuse. "Military orders are like mountains." Zhao Qing'er smiled and said: "Who was the one who just said that? It seems to be you?" Zhao Xun wanted to refute her, but he himself didn't have a good reason, so he felt a bit embarrassed. Zhao Xun's face was thick-skinned, but after all, there was a limit to its thickness.

  At this time, Zhao Song was at a loss for what to do, and his heart was bitter. He had accidentally fallen into the trap, and carelessly lost Jingzhou, and his horse had lost its footing.

  Zhao Zhuang understood, and the little girl started to retaliate. Actually, seeing Zhao Qing'er's small white feet had really gotten blisters, Zhao Zhuang also felt a bit guilty towards Zhao Qing'er. He said: "Men and women should not be intimate with each other, do you know that?" Seeing Zhao Zhuang trying to be sly, Zhao Qing'er still responded with an "uh-huh".

  "Do you know what? I'll carry you, man carrying woman, boy carrying girl, if it gets out, how will you get married?" Zhao said: "Don't blame me if you can't get married in the future."

  "Uh-huh." Zhao Qing'er seemed to have not heard, without any reaction. She said: "Hurry up, hurry up, the sun is about to set." She impatiently waved her hand, gesturing for him to come over and carry her on his back. What kind of place was this? This was a chaotic world of war, where the Righteous Army was being defeated by the Jin people, and the Liao country had been destroyed by the Jin people. The Righteous Army was now also in a precarious situation, with many soldiers still fighting against the Jin people. Moreover, there were countless bandits and outlaws everywhere, making it a complete mess. Having joined the Righteous Army, one's life was already at risk, where was there any room for etiquette? Furthermore, during the Northern Song dynasty, relationships between men and women were relatively open, far from the strict teachings of Zhu Xi in the Southern Song dynasty, which emphasized severe etiquette for women. If you said something like "men and women should not touch each other" to a Righteous Army girl here, wouldn't that be laughable?

  Zhao Zhu reluctantly walked over, his face unwilling. And so, Zhao Zhu's firewood-like body carried the beautiful young girl on his back. In the distance, Ma Kuo saw this scene and not only didn't get angry, but instead revealed a subtle, elusive smile.

  "How can you be so heavy? What's the point of eating so much? Can't you eat less and lose some weight?" Zhao Xun's old habit of talking nonsense struck again. A pink fist hit his head, and Zhao Xun was instantly silenced.

  "Haha! Hurry up, we're already at the back of the line!" Zhao Qing'er's triumphant voice and laughter gradually faded away, leaving behind a trail of large sweat drops.