In a daze, Zhao Xin began to dream. In his dream, he came to a place he had never been before.
An extremely tragic battlefield!
All you can see are countless corpses!
They are spread throughout mountains, rivers and canyons.
There were fallen horses and burning chariots everywhere, and smoke filled the entire sky.
In the center of the battlefield, a general with broken armor, holding a huge four-edged iron sword, charged into countless enemies.
He was covered in blood, and his body was covered with arrows.
But he still fought hard and charged bravely, which moved Zhao Xin.
Faintly, Zhao Xin heard the general's voice: "I am a general, but now that I am defeated, I will die to repay the country!"
It's a pity that he is only one person after all.
No matter how brave you are, it's useless.
Finally, a spear stabbed from his side, pierced his face armor, penetrated his throat, and raised his whole body high.
Blood spurted out from his neck, forming a blood fountain in mid-air.
The entire dream world has also changed because of this.
A steady rain of blood began to fall from the sky.
Amidst the rain of blood, a carriage drove from a distance.
A scholar stood on the carriage, wearing a feather fan and nylon, but his face was blurred.
He drove through the entire chariot, his wheels running over the broken battle flags.
Finally, the carriage stopped in front of a dilapidated temple on a hillside.
The scholar got off the carriage and walked straight to the temple.
Then, he found a relatively complete wall in this ruined temple that had been destroyed by the war.
So, I picked up my pen and ink, stood in front of the wall, overlooked the entire battlefield, and then wrote a poem on the wall.
Zhao Xin looked at him and wrote the poem one stroke at a time.
Suddenly, Zhao Xin felt goosebumps all over her body, and boundless fear emerged from her heart.
He couldn't help but read the poem that the man wrote on the remaining wall: "How did Xia Song rise? Han Qi may not be surprised! The river is full of dragons and tigers, and he still talks about military aircraft!"
At this moment, the scholar suddenly turned his head, and his blurred expression in the dream became a bit clearer at this moment, looking ferocious and terrifying, making Zhao Xin's breathing quicken and his heart beating rapidly.
"Official!" The scholar gritted his teeth and sarcastically said in a disgusting tone, "Is this small gift from me quite generous?!"
Zhao Xin trembled all over, and boundless fear emerged from his heart.
So, he woke up from the nightmare, gasping for air.
"Good water!" He murmured to himself: "Good water!!!"
He thought about it, what was the dream?
It was his nightmare in his previous life, and also the nightmare of the Song Dynasty in his previous life - the defeat of Haoshuichuan!
But, why do we dream about good rivers?
Zhao Xin was stunned for a moment.
At this time, a palace maid who had been taking care of Zhao Xin poked her head in from outside the bead curtain. When she saw Zhao Xin waking up with a look of horror on her face, she was startled: "My lord, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay!" Zhao Xin shook his head: "It's okay!"
He sat blankly on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, his little eyes shining brightly in the candlelight.
At this moment, in his mind, many memorials, residence reports, customs reports, and the memories and records of the relevant parties that he had read in his previous life about the Battle of Haoshuichuan slowly emerged in his mind.
Although most of the things in it have been vaguely remembered, I can only remember them roughly.
but……
There is one thing that Zhao Xin will not forget.
"On the day of Xinsi in the second month of the lunar month, Xia Song, the pacification envoy of Shaanxi Economic Strategy, wrote: Yesterday, Han Qi and Yin Zhu went to Que to discuss the attack strategy with the ministers of the two governments. They attacked from Jingyuan and Yanyan. The month of departure...
…”
This was the prelude to the Battle of Haoshuichuan and the beginning of that disaster.
Thinking of this, Zhao Xin asked the palace maid: "What day is it today?"
"Reporting to the Duke, today is the fourth day of the Lunar New Year!"
"The fourth day of the Lunar New Year?" Zhao Xin's eyes flickered and he immediately ordered: "The envoy from Xu Yuan is here, I want to ask questions!"
Not long after, Xu Xi, who had a pair of huge panda eyes, came to Zhao Xin and worshiped: "Does the Duke of the country have a bad reputation?"
"I want to ask you, what day is today?" Zhao Xin asked solemnly.
"Replying to the Duke, it's the fourth day of the lunar month, Guiwei!" Xu Xi replied.
Zhao Xin listened and nodded, feeling ecstatic inside.
"Gui Wei... Gui Wei..."
"Heaven wants to please me!"
Guiwei is the thirtieth in the calendar of heavenly stems and earthly branches. It is preceded by Renwu and Xinsi, followed by Jiashen and Yiyou.
In other words...
"I had absolutely enough time to prevent that catastrophe from happening!" Zhao Xin clenched his fists.
Having been an emperor in his previous life, he naturally knew very well what happened before and after the Battle of Haoshuichuan and the numerous inside stories involved.
It is also very clear that the Song Dynasty today is simply unable to seek a strategic decisive battle with Yuan Hao's rebels.
Because now we simply don’t have the conditions for a strategic decisive battle with Yuan Hao!
No economic, military, or political conditions are met!
To put it simply, even if the Song army won the Battle of Shuichuan, it would not be able to change the situation.
Because the Liao people in the north are already ready to backstab at any time.
What's more, the temple calculations in the Great Song Dynasty were simply nonsense, and could even be called changes in the morning and evening.
Under such circumstances, rashly seeking to start a war is a gamble on the fate of the country!
And it’s the kind of gambling without bonuses!
And Zhao Xin remembers very clearly that the Battle of Haoshuichuan broke out in February of the first year of Qing Dynasty.
Jichou is the thirty-sixth member of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, that is, six days later, this day is the tenth day of the second month of the lunar calendar.
The contact between the Song and Liao armies took place on Gengyin Day the next day, which was the 11th. On this day, Yuan Hao's rebels encountered the main force of the Song Dynasty under the command of Ren Fu at Zhangjiabao, south of Huaiyuan City. The rebels pretended to be here.
Defeat and lure the enemy.
Ren Fu fell into the trap and led his troops to pursue him all the way to Haoshui River at the foot of Liupan Mountain, where he was surrounded by Yuan Hao's main force.
This day is Guisi Day, which is February 14th.
In other words, Zhao Xin still has time to stop this!
As long as the Battle of Haoshuichuan did not occur, the main force of more than 20,000 Song Dynasty border troops could be preserved.
Then, it is impossible for Yuan Hao's rebels to win the battle of Dingchuan Village.
In this way, Xixia's war for independence will face comprehensive military, economic, and political pressure.
When the time comes, maybe the Song Dynasty will be able to reap the benefits without spending a single soldier!
But, how to stop it?
How to persuade the monarchs of the Song Dynasty, including his father Zhao Zhen?
Pretending to be an ancestor?
This thought only flashed through Zhao Xin's mind.
Because he knew very well that his ancestors were nuclear weapons and should never be used unless absolutely necessary.
Otherwise, if it is used too much, it will lose its mystery and have no deterrent significance.
"Then we can only seek external assistance..."
But, who can come in front of him at this time, charge for him, and stop all this?
Names flashed through Zhao Xin's mind, and then he denied them one by one.
Lying on the bed, Zhao Xin's brows gradually furrowed.
"Am I going to sit back and watch the disaster happen like in my previous life?"
In his previous life, the Battle of Haoshuichuan started and ended without him knowing anything.
It wasn't until he reached adulthood and began to take power that anyone told him the consequences and lessons of that tragic war.
If he continues to sit idly by and ignore her, Zhao Xin knows that he will never forgive herself.
So, he clenched his fists and swore in his heart: "I will stop Han Qi from sending troops at any cost!"
Even if you risk using the name of your ancestors!