On the west bank of the Baiyu River, in a fortress, several generals gathered in one place.

Zong Ze leaned on the railing and looked down, and in the clairvoyant mirror, he could see it very clearly.

The entire defense line of the Baiyu River has been basically completed, and the stones have been built to the north of the river embankment to connect with the mountain range.

Now he is repairing the horse face protruding from the wall, in case the Jurchens take advantage of the freezing of the river and use cavalry to attack and break the village. Huge piles of building materials, piled on top of each other, fell a thick layer of snow on them.

Countless people and soldiers, shouting trumpets, were desperately pulling huge pieces of wood.

In the middle of the place, there is also an additional riding village, which is based on the dense fortress. If the enemy comes to attack, the main force is directed at the cavalry. Then the infantry troops in each fort attacked, and supported the cavalry with bows and crossbows. If the main force is directed at other forts, the cavalry stationed in the fort will attack and attack the enemy's flank.

This complete Baiyu River system is far from being so simple, and small villages are set up along the way according to the mountainous terrain, which are close enough to be connected with bows and crossbows, which can be used as support. The main fort behind the defense line is equipped with food and weapons, as well as heavy troops, as a last resort.

This complete line of defense was constructed, and the events on the steppe to the west were completely announced, and the Jurchens could not intervene.

Yao Pingzhong casually gathered a snowball, held it in his hand, and said, "I don't know if the reinforcements from the grassland can arrive after the snow melts." ”

Zong Ze put down the clairvoyant mirror and said with a smile: "When the time comes, even if they don't come, our cooperation with Han Shizhong will be enough to fight the Jurchens." ”

"After all, it is better to surround the west side as well, otherwise the Tartars will flee back to Huining Mansion, and it will be another difficult bone to gnaw."

Yao Pingzhong stood straight, his eyes were deep, and the people present added up to not as many times as he and the Jurchens fought directly.

It's a tough bunch of enemies, and it's best not to give them a chance, and they're completely overturned.

After the Jurchens occupied the Great Liao, their ruling methods were too cruel and cruel, and at this time, countless refugees were secretly fleeing from the Liao border to Shangjing and Tokyo.

The snow was falling one after another, but the long queue of refugees did not make much noise, just slowly moving forward.

Under the brutal rule of the Jurchens, they learned to line up and learn to obey instructions and obey orders.

In front of the first fort, the Goryeo people who were rushing to work there held on to the hoe and looked at the new batch of refugees in a daze.

The row of sheds that used to provide food for these Goryeo people is now on fire. White smoke rose into the air, and the sound of water boiling and rattling became a chord.

Under the supervision of the soldiers, the Khitans who fled south mechanically walked to the front of the food shed, received some hot water, and added a little cold dry food, and sat down one by one on the spot and gobbled them into their stomachs.

Daliao has been too bitter in recent years, and in such a small territory, countless people have become slaves of the country.

They lived without a trace of dignity, their wives were separated, their families were ruined, and they were reduced to slaves of barbarians.

Daliao is a multi-ethnic country, and among these refugees, there are not only Khitans, but also Han Chinese, Dangxiang people, Xi people, and Goryeo people...

Wang Yu said with some concern: "These people are swarming in, for fear that there are Jurchen spies among them. ”

Zong Ze disagreed, and said with a smile: "Even if some spies get in, it's useless." Our battalion was lit every night, and they couldn't get out, and even if they spied on the news, they couldn't cross the Baiyu River defense line. ”

"On the contrary, most of these Khitan refugees can be used, after the abolition of our Great Song Dynasty's forced labor, the people are scarce, and it is far from enough to rely on Goryeo to provide it."

Speaking of this, Zong Ze's face turned straight, and he turned around and said: "Since we want to Yongjing Border Pass, we can't be like the Han and Tang Dynasties, blindly conquering and driving away." If we want to stand on this land, we must accept the people and creatures above, and this is no easier than war. ”

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Kaifeng Mansion, a suburb of Bianliang.

A tall girl, dressed in a white velvet coat, stood on tiptoe from time to time to look into the distance. In front of him stood a young man, hanging a child, with a withered yellow grass stalk in his mouth.

Approaching the end of the year, Yang Lin's four righteous sons gathered, and the four of them returned to Bianliang to celebrate the New Year with Yang Lin.

Yang Tianren came back the earliest, and ran with Yang Lin's various yamen all day long, and the last Yang Tianci was coming back today, and the sisters and brothers of Tianai and Tianning greeted him in the suburbs.

Yang Tianai waited outside early in the morning, and after a while, a carriage came, Yang Tianning said with a smile: "This must be Erlang, except for him, no one takes the carriage, and the brothers are all riding horses." ”

Yang Tianai glanced back at him with disgust, and said, "You guys have rough skin and thick meat, Erlang has been weak and sick since he was a child, what's wrong with taking a carriage?" ”

Yang Tianning said with a smile: "In the end, it is my biological brother, but we can't compare to those of us who are rough and thick-skinned, sad, sad, and my sister's heart is biased." ”

Yang Tianai twisted his ears angrily, pinched his waist and scolded: "You touch your conscience and say, who is eccentric!" ”

"Oops, it hurts... It hurts, I'm biased, I'm the most biased. ”

The carriage galloped in, and now Yang Tianci is the head of the Youyan Martial Arts Schoolhouse, and the few who followed behind him are also the soldiers and horses of the Youyan Martial Arts School.

They were ordered to escort Yang Tianci back to Bianliang, he was the key protection object of the military school building, and several new weapons were developed by him, which shined on the defense line of the Great Wall, and even received Han Shizhong's attention.

The curtain of the car was opened, Yang Tianci showed his head, and before he could say hello, he vomited under the tree on the side.

He was like an arrow, constantly urging the groom, and the road was bumpy enough.

Yang Tianai looked concerned, stepped forward and patted his back gently, raised his head and asked, "Why did you catch up so fast?" ”

The groom looked aggrieved, Yang Tianci hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Sister, don't talk nonsense, I made him catch up so fast." ”

Yang Tianning pulled out a wine bag from his waist, asked him to rinse his mouth, and said with a smile: "You are in Youyan, you are the closest, why did you leave until the end of the year." ”

"Hey, the school building is not open, what can I do."

The three sisters and brothers got into the carriage of the Yang Mansion, and they hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they were very close.

The several righteous sons cultivated by Yang Lin are undoubtedly very successful, their feelings are deep, and they can understand and love each other.

Throughout the ages, many righteous sons and daughters of heroes have regarded each other as enemies. Not to mention, even in the five dynasties before the Song Dynasty, there were countless tragedies of fratricidal brothers.

In the carriage, Yang Tianning said with a smile: "This time back to Beijing, we must not be able to send big insects again, the eldest brother brought back the best musk from Dali, and the third brother brought back a piece of jade, what did you prepare?" ”

Yang Tianci touched his head and said with annoyance: "Wasn't it all together in previous years, why did you all prepare it separately, how is this good?" Sister, what are you sending? ”

Yang Tianning blinked and said with a smile: "I think, Sister is probably tying herself in a knot and sending it out." ”

"Yang Tianning, you're looking for death, right!"