The Yellow-robed Woman slowly walked into the pavilion beside the pond and sat down. Then she said, "At first, the Red Tunic Army did not refer solely to Yang An'er and Yang Miaozhen's force. It was a collective name for rebel armies throughout the Central Plains."
"During the Jingkang calamity, the Central Plains fell into the hands of foreign invaders. In the face of the Jurchens' brutality, the people organized many volunteer armies on their own, answering the court's call for a northern expedition. These people wore red tunics and were collectively known as the Red Tunic Army. Unfortunately, Prince Yue was later falsely executed, and the northern expedition came to nothing. Those volunteer armies in the Central Plains were also suppressed by the Jin Dynasty. In the end, only three factions remained: Yang An'er and Yang Miaozhen's branch in Yidu; Li Quan's branch in Weizhou, which later merged with Yang An'er's group because Li Quan had long admired Yang Miaozhen's beauty and sought to pursue her; and Liu Erzu's branch. Xia Quan was one of Liu Erzu's great generals, and after Liu Erzu died in battle, he took over that faction."
"A fair lady is sought by every gentleman. This Li Quan is quite the character." Thinking of Yang Miaozhen's unforgettable long legs, Song Qingshu completely understood Li Quan's actions.
"I'm discussing serious matters with you!" The Yellow-robed Woman rolled her eyes at him, clearly dissatisfied with his peculiar focus. "Xia Quan has absorbed Yang An'er's son's branch. Li Quan's attitude is unclear now, while Yang Miaozhen only has several thousand remnants under her command. Xia Quan could wipe her out at any time."
Song Qingshu gave a surprised sound. "Their fighting is just a matter for the martial underworld. Why are you so worried about it?"
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