swept through the Great Liao, and the Jurchen military men who looked down on him, how could they not have a trace of arrogance.

Especially in today's generation of Jurchens, the battle record is scored by one-on-one sword, and there are few masters who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

Wanyan Zonghan ordered to retreat, which was to admit his defeat and admit defeat to the Han people in the south. Several unconvinced Jurchen generals, with their soldiers and horses, blatantly resisted the order.

These people were completely annihilated by Han Shizhong without any suspense, and the corpses were everywhere, telling this rare fierce battle. If Yelu Dashi was here, he would have been glad that he had endured it and did not advance eastward.

The strength of the Song and Jin sides was fully exposed in this battle, and whoever wins the battle that has just opened will be the strongest combat force in the world in the next few decades.

Today's Youyan, the general trend has been decided, and it is by no means an accidental person or thing that can be reversed.

Under the general trend, if an individual forcibly goes against the trend, it will be the end of being crushed.

The Jurchen Tartars left behind can be said to be brave and ferocious, and in the end they are just fertilizer for the fertile soil on the land of Youyan.

The whole Youyan is like a prairie fire, there is war everywhere, and the Jurchen Tartars like to pull the battle line and capture the practice of raw mouths everywhere, so that they are scattered all over the place.

Zong Han's main force fled to Jingzhou, but was stopped by the Song army in the Pinglu area.

The two sides fought fiercely, and Zong Han lost another thousand soldiers and horses, and the dignified Dajin Pioneer was extremely fierce and finished Yan Zonghan, looking back that there were only more than 10,000 people around him.

A desolate and resentful state of mind filled the entire Jurchen ranks, and everyone held their breath, ready to ask where the reinforcements were.

I fought to the death, and I may not have lost to those Song people, why did I not see half of my own people when the enemy's reinforcements kept coming.

Zong Han looked at the Song army under Jingzhou City, and suddenly became even more uneasy in his heart, this unspeakable emotion made him irritable.

Soon, Han Shizhong's people caught up, and Jingzhou City was besieged.

At this time, someone finally rushed in from the north gate, came to the top of the city tower, and knelt on the ground covered in blood, and said loudly: "Zong Hanbo is extremely fierce, Longshan is lost!" Sheyaka is dead! Gao Qingyi is also dead! ”

In just three words, Zong Han trembled, his eyes almost burst into flames, he stretched out his hand forward, pulled up a strong Jurchen man, and asked with spittle: "In such a dangerous place as Longshan, I left tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, how did I lose them?" ”

"Song. The Song people touched the bottom of the mountain and killed many people with explosives, and most of the Mouke were outside to scavenge for grain, grass and raw mouths. The Song people's sneak attack was successful, coupled with the rebellion of the Shengkou imprisoned in Hongjiazhai, they attacked from both sides and captured Hongjiazhai. As soon as the stockade was lost, Song reinforcements came from the Great Wall. ”

Zong Han's eyes darkened, and he now understood that this was completely a trap.

The Song people set a trap and waited for him to drill, in order to eat the Jurchen vanguard led by him.

Now that they are surrounded in Jingzhou, the waiting reinforcements have completely come to naught, so it's no wonder that they are too arrogant...

Zong Han breathed a long sigh of relief, shook his head, and prepared to arrange the defense of the city, hoping that after the follow-up army arrived, he would rescue himself.

It seems that there is only one way to survive...

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In front of Tianjin Port, Yang Lin, who had been adrift for a month, finally arrived smoothly.

At the moment of the war, choosing the sea route is an absolute trust in the generals under his command.

After the ship docked, a deck was erected, and Yang Lin stepped off the ship surrounded by a group of guards.

It was Liu Zhiyuan, the county commander of Tianjin Wei, who came to greet him, who straightened his green official robe, lifted his hat, and stepped forward generously.

In order to meet this "neither humble nor arrogant", he has been practicing at home for seven or eight days, which can be said to be natural, without a trace of performance.

Liu Xianling was very satisfied, with a light smile on his face, neither flattering nor crazy, which was carefully prepared. What kind of character is Yang Shaozai, seeing him now is a great opportunity, we must seize it and leave a good impression, it is better than working hard for ten years.

Before he could greet him, a person had already rushed to him, and if he looked closely, it was not Yang Shaozai.

Yang Lin grabbed his official uniform and asked, "How is Han Shizhong fighting, how many cities have been lost, how many Jurchen troops are there, how is the battle situation, is the Great Wall still in his hands?" You speak, you speak, you are dumb? ”

Liu Xianling was asked by this series of questions, and his mind was like mush, and he stammered and couldn't speak.

At this time, a young junior official behind him came out of the crowd: "Back to Shaozai, Han Shuai broke Yan Zonghan in Danzhou, annihilated no less than 30,000 enemies, and then forced Yan Zonghan to defeat Jingzhou, and was surrounded by my Great Song Dynasty soldiers and horses." The entire Youyan, except for the commander of Wu in Yizhou, the rest of the men and horses have already rushed to the front line, the Longshan area has also been recovered, the Great Wall is in my hands, as long as the Great Wall area is guarded, Zong Han will definitely die this time! ”

Yang Lin let go of Liu Zhiyuan, and finally let go of the heart that had been hanging for a long time, and scolded with a smile: "Splash Han Wu, I am used to taking risks, and this time I almost took half my life." ”

The officials accompanying the boat celebrated one after another, and Yang Lin pointed to the junior official and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Xiaguan Tianjin County Lieutenant Lu Deng."

Liu Zhiyuan, who had been carefully prepared, had been pushed out of the crowd, but the third-in-command Lu County Lieutenant had become a celebrity beside Shaozai, Yang Lin said with a smile: "This Lu Deng has extraordinary knowledge, although he is a county lieutenant, he is very concerned about the military situation, talks and regulates himself, and has clear ideas, so he might as well be promoted." ”

The people around him all looked at Lu Deng with envy, and he could be said to have risen steadily since then.

Yang Lin was not in a hurry to go to the front line to encircle and suppress Yan Zonghan, Jingzhou at this time did not need him to command, and he himself did not need this military merit, but to coordinate the overall situation of Youyan in a farther place, deploy the corps in various places, and cooperate in combat.

"The order, Wu Lan led his troops to gather in Yanzhou. Lu Deng, you also go to Yanzhou with me. ”

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Moxi grassland, after the war, corpses everywhere.

The strong wind blows, the grassland smells fishy, and the horses are restless and grazing.

Yang Keshi, who was full of ambition and thought that he could defeat the so-called Mongolian coalition army with one blow, suffered a blow to the head.

The Mongol tribes gathered in Hebul greatly increased their strength after receiving the weapons of the Jin State.

Originally, they were one of the best people in the grassland, but after becoming rich in recent years, their combat power has plummeted. Their clansmen only know how to herd sheep in exchange for the Song people's wine, grain, and iron pots.

Enjoying a worry-free life in the tent has made many men lose their fighting spirit. If it's not aggressive, is it still a Kreh?

After the Northwest soldiers and horses came out of Shuozhou, it coincided with the defeat of the Kereh people, and Hebule took advantage of the situation to pursue, and met the Northwest Corps led by Yang Keshi in the Baidaoban grassland.

The Mongols, wielding scimitars, defeated the imposing Song army after a bloody battle.

Yang Keshi had to retreat thirty miles to avoid his edge.

Yang Keshi was bent on revenge, but after leading the Mongols to a great victory, Hebul received the attention of Wanyan Lou's room.

He sent someone to invite Hebul to attack Yunnei together, and after promising victory, he allowed the Mongols to loot for a month, and Hebul readily agreed.

After Yang Keshi heard about it, he gathered his soldiers and horses, and then regrouped and rushed to Yunnei to help Yao Pingzhong.

The Mongol army gathered in Yunnei, and Wanyan Lou Room was on the top of the mountain, overlooking the Sanggan River, which had once been broken.

The black dots on the riverside, gathered in a long row, were countless people and horses on the march.

This land, which has just experienced wars, floods, and plagues, will usher in another great war.