Under the Great Wall, the camp of the golden soldiers.

The Jurchen nobles all have the intention of withdrawing their troops, and Ah Guta has already survived enough, and the Great Wall Corps on the opposite side is like a swamp, making people fall into it and have nothing to do.

No matter how brave the soldiers are, they can't deal with these people, they don't fight you in a decisive battle, but defend and counterattack.

At the slightest risk of annihilation, they would retreat into strong fortifications and defend themselves, and as long as they could solve it with bows and arrows, they would never engage them in close combat.

All kinds of strange gunpowder, or poisonous smoke, or violently burning, or scattered splashes to hurt people.

Even if today's Jurchen warriors still have the courage to overthrow the Great Liao back then, they are helpless in the face of such a defensive line.

The army has been on the march for a long time, and the Shangjing and Zhongjing mansions behind him are often in a hurry, and the western grassland is about to change.

Everyone knows that when the snow melts, the Jurchens will face a stormy attack.

At such a time, it is really unwise to spend money and food on soldiers and horses here.

Wanyan Aguta intends to withdraw to Huanglong Mansion, repair troops and horses, and wait for a decisive battle.

As soon as this proposal was said, the big tent seconded it one after another, and the Jurchens were not keen on the territory, anyway, they had just grabbed it, and they were not very distressed.

No one wanted to be here anymore, and the Song army on the opposite side was consumed, so the elite horsemen outside the big tent went out and went to the camps to give orders.

Wan Yan Lou was not qualified to participate in the big tent meeting, and after receiving the order, he also began to prepare to retreat.

Several generals said unwillingly: "Lou Room, won't Zong Han's revenge be avenged?" ”

Lou Room sighed, bowed his head and said: "At the beginning, we defeated the Khitan, and our morale reached its peak, and we should have gone south in one go and completely defeated the weak Song people. It's a pity that they missed the opportunity, and now that the Song people have come to their senses, they have been fighting stronger and stronger over the years, and it is hopeless to go south, and it is more important to hold on to today's territory. ”

"You have had a good ride over the years, and you may have forgotten that we Jurchens can survive, and more important than bravery is forbearance. How did Liao Gou bully us at the beginning, he didn't grit his teeth and endure it, and when the time came, he trampled them under his feet. ”

"Now it's time for us to endure for a while, the old emperor's decision is very wise, and he was ordered to withdraw his troops. However, the Song people's sentries were more than snowflakes on the ground, and no matter how much they concealed the withdrawal of troops, they couldn't hide it. Duhu, you and I are leading people to the palace, preparing to ambush the Song people who came to pursue. ”

In the Jin barracks, the Jurchen Mouke, who had long been like arrows, were all overjoyed when they heard the order to withdraw their troops.

As for the surviving vassal army, they are even more looking forward to the stars and the moon, waiting for the day when they withdraw their troops.

Song Jun is like a piece of dog skin plaster, you can't fight, you can't hide, you can't hide, slowly sticking to you, getting tighter and tighter. In the end, he was strangled by the neck, and he was inevitably consumed alive.

The Jin soldiers withdrew their troops and did not hide too much, and now they are not afraid of war, but they cannot fight.

If the Song people rushed out of the fortress and fortifications and chose to fight with them in the field, in such a cold and snowy weather, it would be too late for the Jurchens to be happy.

On the other side of the Baiyu River, Zong Ze looked at the retreating Jurchen soldiers and horses, and waved his hand directly: "Prepare to cross the Baiyu River and start building a fortress on the other side of the river." ”

"Don't go after it?" Wang Yu asked.

Wu Jue said with a smile: "Wanyan Lou is a Jurchen general, how can he not guard against our pursuit, if he pursues rashly, he may fall short and be washed back on the Baiyu River." Let's move forward slowly, just like Qin Long encroaching on Western Xia, when it can be guaranteed, nothing goes wrong. ”

Yang Keshi still didn't think so, stood up and said: "If you are afraid of Lou Room's bravery, the last general is willing to be the vanguard and destroy the descendants of the enemy army." ”

Yao Pingzhong pressed his shoulder, shook his head, and said, "Shaozai has three orders, don't rush north in winter, just follow the generals' ideas, and slowly advance." You are an old man in the Western Army, why don't you have any patience at all, it took decades to take Hengshan, but you have seen a trace of recklessness from your ancestors. ”

Yang Keshi sighed, sat down, and said no more.

The Jurchens safely withdrew to the Huanglong Mansion in Liaodong, and Yao Pingzhong's subordinates, Zong Ze, Wang Yu, Wu Jue, and Yang Keshi crossed the Baiyu River one after another and took over large tracts of land.

The people in these places have been slaughtered by the Jurchen soldiers and horses, and the roads are paved with corpses everywhere.

In order to prevent the recurrence of the plague, the Song army began to burn the corpses, which were not disposed of for three days.

In the area of the Great Wall, Han Shizhong finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to send sporadic men and horses to cross the Great Wall and push the defense line north.

The two sides converged two hundred miles north of Danzhou, and there was jubilation in front of the formation, waving their weapons to signal.

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Bianliang, Yang Lin held the battle report, and he couldn't say how happy he was.

If the Jurchen continues to stay here and consume himself, he will most want to see, so that the power of Allah will be preserved, and the difficulty of the decisive battle will increase in the future.

Ah Guta withdrew his troops this time, and he returned not to Huining Mansion, but to Huanglong Mansion.

His purpose is obvious, he must pack up his troops and horses nearby, straighten out the rear, and wait for an opportunity to fight again.

Fortunately, the soldiers on the front line obeyed their orders and did not chase after them with a hot head.

Otherwise, one of them turned back and shot each other, and they could kill the Song army from victory to defeat.

Gao Shange rushed in happily and said loudly: "Shaozai, the soldiers of our army killed the Jurchen Tartars and regained hundreds of miles of lost territory in one fell swoop. ”

Yang Lin paused for a moment, smiled randomly, and said, "That's right, let the Department of Culture and Education issue a newspaper to inform the world." ”

Gao Shanle went to the Department of Culture and Education with good news, he was the palace marshal, and the people of the Department of Culture and Education did not dare to slack off, so they invited him to Cai Jing's department.

Cai Jing heard his intentions, and immediately smiled and said, "Is this Wen Yuan's idea?" ”

"Don't worry, Taishi, although this matter was an idea come up with by Gao Shan, Shaozai nodded and approved."

Good news is a thing, it depends on whether you need a big victory or not, and sometimes it's not good to blindly win.

Since it was Yang Lin's approval, Cai Jing no longer hesitated, didn't bother to think about the pros and cons, and dictated directly for the knife and pen to write it down.

After a while, a newspaper was freshly baked, and it spread throughout the Great Song Dynasty through the post station in the capital.

This withdrawal of the Jin people was called a "New Year's Day victory" by the Department of Culture and Education.

The sprinkling of 10,000-character hymns describes in detail how the Song army defeated the Jurchen soldiers and horses, and then slaughtered the Great Wall in one fell swoop, accomplishing a feat never seen after the Tang Dynasty.

Impassioned and touching, even people who have personally experienced such a bloody battle cannot write such a magnificent article.

Yang Lin held the newspaper and almost cried, if he didn't know that it was fake, he would probably be exposed.

Yang Lin knew what was going on, but most people in the world didn't know it, and the whole country rejoiced for a while.

This New Year, in a "New Year's Day victory", kicked off.