Zhang Qi looked at Xiong Qi strangely and thought to himself, "Is it a Xia Kingdom assassin?", and then extinguished this idea. No assassin would approach the target with tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in his country.

It’s not his fault for thinking so. Xiong Qi killed at least hundreds of Xia Bings in this battle. His clothes were covered in blood and looked very evil.

If anyone asks to meet with him alone, no one will think about it, let alone as the chief general of the Song army?

"Since that's the case, the hero might as well wait. After cleaning the battlefield, we will return to the military tent to discuss in detail!"

Zhang Ju nodded and said.

As long as you enter the military camp, even the most powerful assassin among the thousands of troops is useless.

Xiong Qi saw that Zhang Qing had doubts, but he was not annoyed, and he laughed and responded.

...

"It turns out that it was His Highness King Shen in front of him. Please forgive me for being rude!"

In the tent of the main general of the Song army camp, Zhang Feng, who learned about Xiong Qi's identity, was shocked and hurriedly left the seat, came to Xiong Qi and bent down to bow.

"General Zhang is polite, get up and talk!"

Xiong Qi smiled and helped Zhang Qi up, looked around, and said with a smile:

"Haha, the knife and axe driver outside the tent may have been removed?"

Hearing Xiong Qi say this, Zhang Qing was ashamed and hurried out of the camp and sent away the soldiers guarding outside. Then he returned to the camp to apologize to Xiong Qi.

Xiong Qi naturally smiled and said, "What should I do," "If I am from General Zhang, I will be like this," and so on.

"I didn't expect that His Highness King Shen was so outstanding in martial arts. He was simply a soldier. It was beyond the reach of ten thousand men. It was not enough to describe his courage. The last general was amazed, admired!"

Both sides sat opposite each other in front of the case, Zhang Feng bowed his hands and said with praise.

"Haha, I have learned martial arts since I was a child and have achieved a little success. It is not enough to be a general's praise!"

Xiong Qi said modestly.

The two talked in the account for a long time, but Zhang Feng did not introduce Xiong Qi to the other generals. After all, as a prince, he left Beijing alone, and this crime could be either serious or minor, and Xiong Qi's identity could not be disclosed.

Through Zhang Ju's mouth, Xiong Qi finally learned about the changes in the court over the past year and the situation in the Song and Xia countries.

Empress Dowager Gao died of illness last year. After that, Zhao Xu took power and the court immediately underwent earth-shaking changes.

Zhao Xu recalled Zhang Dun, Zeng Bu and others, restored Wang Anshi's reform, changed the reign to "Shaosheng", and demoted Sima Guang, Su Shi, Su Zhe and other old parties.

As a result, the New Party of Reform and Reform reoccupied the court again, implemented the new policies internally, and was tough on the war externally, and the atmosphere of the entire Song Dynasty changed.

Last year, after Empress Dowager Gao passed away, Xixia fought on the border of Song Xia and asked Song Ting to cede land. How could Zhao Xu agree? He immediately sent troops to fight with key members of the new party. In the past six months, Song Xia has fought many times on the border.

To put it another way, Zhang Chun, who is now valued by Zhao Xu in the court, is Zhang Feng’s cousin in front of him, and both of them are supporters of the new law.

Xiong Qi knew that this battle took a long time and could not be completed without several years of hard work. His identity was sensitive and it was impossible for him to be here for a long time. After talking to Zhang Qing for a long time, he offered his farewell.

Before leaving, Xiong Qi said earnestly:

"General Zhang, like the emperor's brother, I believe that only the new laws can strengthen the country, and the army of the Song Dynasty also needs to be rectified so that the Xixia surrenders as soon as possible, and even take back the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun. However, as the prince, I cannot participate in it personally, which is a pity!"

Zhang Feng was not easy to talk, and he was perfunctory and perfunctory, but he was surprised in his heart, "What did King Shen tell me about this?"

After looking at Zhang Qing for a while, Xiong Qi smiled slightly and handed a jade pendant engraved with the word "Shen" to Zhang Qing, saying that if you need it tomorrow, you can come to Prince Shen's mansion to find him.

Then, wearing a clean white brocade robe, Xiong Qi left with a single sword.

...

The Northern Song Dynasty capital was in Tokyo, which is later Kaifeng, Henan. Xiong Qi rested at night and rushed to the road during the day, and soon entered the Henan territory of later generations.

It is summer now, and it is the season for crops to grow vigorously.

Xiong Qi walked past a rice field, with rice grains higher than knees on both sides. He was in the field and looked at the birds flying in the distance, and felt particularly comfortable in his heart.

"This time I'm killing the enemy in front of the formation is a different feeling, it's completely different from the past fights in the martial arts world!"

Thinking about the battle a few days ago, Xiong Qi secretly reminisces about it.

"The fight in the rivers and lakes is mostly a battle of will. The confrontation between the two armies is a confrontation between countries. Killing the enemy is the defense of the country!"

"Killing people in the world will cause countless grudges, love and hatred, but the army's fighting has no personal factors, because it represents the struggle between the two countries and has little to do with the individual!"

"Although they are all killing people, the two are completely different. The mood and feeling when killing people are completely different!"

He raised his head and looked at the sky ahead. Xiong Qi suddenly had an idea flashed through him.

"Why is this happening? It seems like it's all killing, but its essence is completely different?"

"It seems that there are many types of 'killing', huh?"

Xiong Qi stopped suddenly.

"There are many kinds of 'kill'? Do different 'kill' have different meanings? This is the 'killing intention' that the ancient sect wants me to understand?"

In an instant, countless thoughts broke out in Xiong Qi's mind, all about "killing" and "killing intention".

"'Killing intention' is about the heart, not killing?"

Looking ahead, Xiong Qi's eyes were deep, not knowing what he was thinking.

It took him a long time to take another step and walk forward on the ridge of the field.

"It seems that different 'killing' will make people have different understandings. So, can you understand enough types of 'killing' to realize the 'killing intention'?"

As he walked, Xiong Qi thought to himself.

This is possible. The "killing intention" required by the ancient sect is obviously not something that can be understood by simply killing. You must have an understanding of all kinds of "killing" in order to understand the profound meaning of it.

Before participating in the battle between the two armies of Song and Xia, he had been confined to the battle of the martial arts world. Even if the world faced the pursuit of Qingmumen, Hanshan Sect, and Qin Lan, it was essentially just a battle of the martial arts world.

"Just call it the 'kill of national interests'!"

Xiong Qi thought to himself:

"The killing I experienced before was "the killing of personal interests and grudges"!"

"I wonder what other 'kills' are there?"

Frowning, Xiong Qi thought silently.

"Master Wang, you can't demolish it. This is my old house, and it's also my land outside. Although I owe you money, you can't demolish my house either!"

At this moment, a cry came over.

My thoughts were disrupted, and Xiong Qi looked in the direction of crying in displeasure.

I saw that about ten feet above the other side of the ridge, two servants were demolishing a farmhouse, and an old farmer wearing coarse cloth fir was asking loudly for someone who looked like a rich man.

The official stood in front of the old man holding a page of paper, scolding him loudly, very impatient.

Three other peasant men were also telling the outsider something, but they were stopped by more than a dozen other servants.

In addition to these people, there were more than a dozen people dressed up by the people of the farm. These people pointed and talked about the scene in front of them.

"What happened? Could it be that I encountered a scene where a bully threatened the honest people?"

Xiong Qi was secretly surprised and curious. He walked through the path between the ridges to the farmhouse and watched with the people around him.

"Old man Yang, what are you yelling?"

The official, known as "Master Wang", saw that more and more people were watching, and he ignored the old man, shook the paper in his hand and said to everyone:
Chapter completed!