Tiance General Yue Wumu

In the first month of the second year of Jingkang, the Jin army besieged Bianliang with 150,000 cavalry. The kings and ministers of the Song Dynasty were quarreling: fight or surrender? Zhao Huan opened his eyes. He became Song Qinzong Zhao Huan. Alcohol poisoning killed him, and he woke up sitting on the dragon's throne. All the civil and military officials in the court knelt on the ground. Some were crying and wanted to cede territory, while others were red-eyed and wanted to fight to the death. The Jin people's campfire outside the city reflected half of the sky red, and there was only one day left for him. No one knew that this useless emperor who could only "follow your instructions" had a new soul in his body - a retired special forces soldier from nine hundred years later, codenamed "Fang". He pointed to the map and told the location of the Jin Army's food road. He casually wrote down the gunpowder ratio and asked the Ministry of Industry to rush to make it overnight. He called the names of 300 people: "At the third watch tonight, we will leave the city. Burn food. Come back one by one." Everyone in Bianliang thought that the Song Dynasty was about to fall. Only Zhao Huan knows - the golden man has hit the iron plate. Far away in Xiangzhou, a young junior high school student named Yue Fei was waiting for his order. Twelve gold medals? Fengbo Pavilion? In this life, it's impossible.