The Great Wall, Stone Towers.

The soldiers posted a military order in front of the building, and Han Shizhong's face was ugly, watching the Jurchen army under the mountain in the building.

The Jurchens attacked the city like crazy, and I have to say that Shaozai's plan to lure the enemy was very successful, but his burden became heavier and heavier.

Who knows when the counterattack will start, when the Great Wall is hit, the Jurchens will return to defend it, or fight to the death, all in the thought of Akuta.

Looking down through the clairhandvoyant mirror, the Jurchen Tartars charged fearlessly to death, and this was the third time today.

Qu Duan hurried over and asked, "Han Shuai, how many soldiers and horses do you want to come?" ”

"Terracotta? If you want to be beautiful, you will give it to the little captain Yao Pingzhong. Lao Tzu is going to come to the gate with a military order, if the Great Wall can't be defended, Shaozai will cut off my head. ”

Qu Duan scratched his head and said with a smile: "I think Shaozai knows Han Shuai's ability, so he deliberately provoked the general." ”

Han Shizhong sighed, with a hint of worry on his face, the pungent spirit of the old days was long gone, and he said worriedly: "I have been in the army for so many years, and I haven't seen it a few times." Tartar is really ruthless, don't take other people's lives as your life, even your own life is light. ”

Qu Duan took a step forward, his eyes rolled slightly, looked at Han Shizhong and said: "Han Shuai, I am looking for you for this matter, the Great Wall is in an emergency, the brothers are stubbornly defending it, people are sleepy and lack of time. Originally, I was going to go to Jizhou to recruit some people and transport rolling stone and wood. But the brothers came back and said that Zong Ze was in Jizhou, erecting the banner of the governor and recruiting troops. ”

Han Shizhong slapped the table, anger loomed on his face, the refugees in the Jizhou area were all resettled.

Jingzhou and Danzhou are two bridgeheads, and in these two places, there are almost no people scattered outside the city.

This area is also Han Shizhong's sphere of influence, and now Zong Ze is actually recruiting troops here, which belongs to the people's labor force that cuts him off.

You must know that when you start a war, you can't just rely on soldiers to win.

Logistics and transportation, material supply, and rescue of the wounded all require a large number of manpower.

After being annoyed, Han Shizhong calmed down a little and asked, "Zong Ze is not such an unruly person, according to me, eighty percent of it was arranged by Shaozai." Hehe, Yang Shaozai really thinks too highly of me Han Wu, this Great Wall, do you want me to guard it myself. The brothers killed Zong Han desperately, and there was no reward, and the benefits were all someone else's. Yao Pingzhong is in Yunnei, if he wants to say that he did not preserve his strength and gave up Yehuling, I Han Wu was the first to disbelieve it. ”

Qu Duan smiled and said, "Han Shuai, we are all from the Western Army, what those people are like, none of us know." ”

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, they were indeed clear about the dirty things in the Western Army.

Back then, in the Western Army, none of them had made many military exploits, but they had been pressed to be a pawn.

Occasionally, some bounty was given, either to the good ones of the Goulanwasher, or to the corruption of the gambling table.

This also developed Han Shizhong's habit of liking to marry a woman in a green house, but fortunately, his gambling addiction has been forcibly quit by Yang Lin.

When the two of them complained, a pro-soldier came in outside, hugged his fists and said: "Han Shuai, Tianjin Port, sent 50,000 Goryeo people and 20,000 Dongying people, and they were ordered to come to help in the war." They also brought three boatloads of rice, two boats of bows and arrows, and countless amounts of money, saying that they wanted to reward the meritorious heroes of this battle, waiting for Han Shuai to go to the exact point. ”

Han Shizhong was overjoyed, stood up, stroked his palms and said, "Shaozai, I won't mistake Han Shizhong." ”

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Yang Lin took a thousand guards, hurried up, and when he arrived in Yinzhou, it had only been thirteen days.

In the past few days, the war situation in Yunnei has been stable, and Lou Room has been in front of Broken Cloud Ridge, and the fierce battle has not been successful.

Aguta stormed the Great Wall, and at its most intense, the stone towers of the Great Wall changed hands three times.

Han Shizhong is even on the front line of the battlefield, and he is also a master of this skill who is bold, you must know that the commanders of the Great Song Dynasty are generally 100 miles away from the battlefield and command by remote control.

Why is Tong Guan so good, full of evil, and there are soldiers who are willing to die for it, because Tong Guan at least dares to go to the battlefield.

When Yang Lin arrived in Yinzhou, he felt Cai Jing's power, and the Department of Culture and Education he was in charge of had already educated this generation of young people into the devil.

Many young students in the academy, in order to welcome Yang Lin's arrival, held a copy of "Yang Xuejingyi" in their hands, hoarse, full of joy, and looked crazy.

The religion in the history of Western Xia was very complicated, first of all, their nationality was complicated--- Dangxiang Qiang was originally formed by the fusion of several ethnic groups, so they brought primitive shamanism, Tibetan Buddhism, Western Buddhism, etc.

Due to a series of reforms adopted by Li Yuanhao after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Central Plains culture was greatly introduced, and Taoism also spread in Lingzhou, Xiazhou, Yinzhou and other places.

Yang Lin's other identity, the honorary head of the Zhengyi Sect, and the deputy head of Taoism in the world, Chiyangzi, has added a bit of mythology to him.

Originally, the Buddhism of Tibet was unified, but after the return of Natu to the Song Dynasty, traitors such as the Living Buddha of Tsomo appeared everywhere to preach that the Buddha was the Tao, and Chiyangzi was the master of the Buddha's previous life, which made Tibetan Esoteric Buddhism become fragmented.

Other religions took advantage of the situation, lost the protection of monks and soldiers, and the vigorous opening of academies made Buddhism's exclusive status here forever.

A new trend of thought, like a hurricane, has broken down the original ideological barriers of this place with incredible speed.

In the northwest land, only by believing in Yang Xue can it be recognized and respected, and the personality cult was once crazier than that of the Central Plains Jiangnan.

Because of Yang Lin's doctrine and policies, they don't have to wait for the afterlife, and they can see the benefits immediately.

In the middle of the street, Yang Lin, who was riding on a horse, felt the support of the mountains and tsunamis, and suddenly understood.

Some people are not ignorant of the disadvantages of the cult of personality, but at a certain time, only the forces of the cult of personality can mobilize a country to the greatest extent.

Let these poor and white people do many amazing feats, which greatly exceed the productivity they should have.

This expedition to the grassland, Yang Lin felt a little more confident in his heart, which one of the battles since ancient times was not won under the leadership of an iron-blooded strongman?

Thinking of this, Yang Lin didn't care about the fatigue of the journey, cheered up his spirits, with a shallow chuckle on the corner of his mouth, kind and gentle, with deep eyes and a long charm...

To put it bluntly, it's this kid who pretended to be there.

He raised his hand slightly, and the cheering crowd slowly quieted down.

"The sages are not the mud in the temple or the dust in the tombs, but our thoughts, actions, and hearts."

"Hold up the books in your hands, and everyone can be sanctified!"

"I am always with you!"

In the third year of Xuanhe, the war was imminent, and Yang Lin came to the northwest.

In a huge city, countless standing bodies held Yang Xuejingyi high, and they didn't even bend down, but their hearts were already prostrate and bowing to him.