In the north of Datong City, it is not completely empty, there are ups and downs, small hills cover hills, but it is not such a mountainous place.

The city is still constantly building a rejection of horses, there is a way to fight a war is to fight money, Gan Qi has taken this to the extreme, a rejection of ten copper coins, this is only a manual fee, the workmanship of the rejection of the horse is too simple, a little skilled, a day to build dozens of is not a problem. It is not difficult for a family to make one or two dollars a day, which is only a lot more than the usual monthly income.

There was a shortage of wood, and Gan Qi even ordered that if it was a contractor, a horse would be refused twenty copper coins, and the ordinary people of Datong City would be willing to tear down the bed board for the sake of these twenty copper coins.

If there are still people who are willing to transport the rejected horse outside the city and deliver it to the designated place, they will add another ten copper coins, whether they ask someone to transport it or transport it themselves, anyway, the freight is ten yuan.

Gan Qi wanted to fill the entire north of Datong City with all the places where he could walk.

That's not all, Gan Qi has spent money to a certain level, and he even came up with a better way, that is, to buy furniture, five copper coins for a bench, thirty copper coins for a square table, chairs and coffee tables, and even Hu beds, as long as the people in the city are willing to sell, they will all buy at a high price.

These things, as long as they are moved to the battlefield, are not much different from rejecting horses.

At this time, Ganqi still took some legitimacy into consideration, but if the war was more urgent, Ganqi would even send people to rob it, rob every family's furniture, and throw it on the battlefield as a rejection horse.

Ganqi's 50,000 men were still a little short, and although the exact number of the enemy was unknown, it was estimated to be between 80,000 and 100,000, and the casualties at least 10,000 or 20,000 at this time.

At this time, the interval of the armistice also gave Gan Qi a little time to dispatch, 10,000 men on each side of the south, east and west, 15,000 people on the north side, and 5,000 people were left as reserves, and they were also temporarily used as porters to transport those things that were rejected from horses. Countless grassland Liao troops have been compressed into an extremely narrow area, which is now as small as a dozen football fields, and people and horses have been crowded to the point where there is no place to stand.

The soldiers on both sides looked at each other across the horses, and the distance was only twenty or thirty paces. Even if there is a truce, there are feather arrows from time to time, but both sides are tired, from last night to this afternoon, the Song army is eating and resting, but the Liao army has not even had to eat, no water to drink, and even some small ditches that originally existed here were cut off by the Song army from the upstream.

Yelu Yixin licked his dry lips and looked at the north from time to time, he was obviously waiting for something, probably waiting for the thirty or forty thousand cavalry in the northern camp, hoping that they would appear here in time at this time, as long as the thirty or forty thousand cavalry appeared, it would be life.

However, Yelu Yixin never saw the people he expected appear, and a person next to him handed Yelu Yixin a small water bladder, Yelu Yixin quickly took a sip to relieve the torn and painful throat, even if it was a small water scoop from the yellow muddy water is precious.

At this time, for the Liao army, it was not that there was no food, such as horses, killing a horse was enough to feed many people. However, there is no place to maneuver around the body, and even making a fire to barbecue meat is a luxury. Even so, there are still people who start killing horses, and it is good to drink a few sips of horse blood and chew a few mouthfuls of raw meat. This is probably the real Ru Mao drinking blood.

Exhaustion, enveloping everyone, the more people rest, the lazier they become, the more they rest, the more tired they become, and even on the battlefield there are people who can squint and fall asleep.

Ganchi stood up again and whispered in a hoarse voice, "Drumming! ”

The leader of the troops galloped away.

Not far behind him, the drums beat again.

Hearing the sound of the drum, the person was like clockwork, and immediately stood nervously, not only the Song army, but also the Liao army, together with the drums, everyone stood up and hurriedly pinched their blades.

"Stand in line, stand in line!"

"Cheer up, drummed up, victory is at hand!"

"Ready, ready, ready!"

The drums began to beat rapidly, knock......

"Turn over, forward!"

"Forward, forward!"

"The rear team moves the rejected horse forward!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Thorn!"

Yelu Yixin also tensed up at this time, standing on the horse and constantly looking back and forth, looking everywhere.

After looking at it for a moment, he once again said in a hoarse voice: "Go and organize the manpower again and break through to the north!" ”

Break through to the north!

Rows and rows of spears straightened, rows and rows of men, bowstrings buzzed, and feathered arrows soared into the air again.

Others shouted, "Captain, my quiver is empty." ”

"Then hold the gun and press forward!"

Yelu Yixin finally saw the scene he was looking forward to, and he was so excited that he raised his arms and kept shouting, but he couldn't shout much.

The figure of light horsemen appeared in the north, and the light horses of the steppe came. Reinforcements are finally here.

Jereuzin was excited, and he waved his hand, as if he thought that the light horsemen in the distance to the north could hear his command.

But for some reason, the light horses stopped on a slope, and the horses kept patrolling left and right.

Yelu Yixin couldn't see it really, so anxious that he danced his arms hard, and even asked someone to wave a towering general flag beside him, hoping to summon those light horsemen over.

The light rider still didn't move, and the horses still kept moving from side to side.

Because under the slope, there were already dense horses rejecting, and the horses' hooves really couldn't rush down.

This situation made the 30,000 or 40,000 people who had just arrived at the battlefield not know how to make a decision for a while.

Is it to dismount and rush down on foot to support?

Or do you want to make another plan, such as making a detour to the past, detouring to other directions of the city, directly attacking the city, and surround Wei to save Zhao?

There is also a key point, that is, of the thirty or forty thousand people, none of them can be the lord of everyone, they obviously come from many different steppe tribes, and Yelu Yixin is not in front of him, and no one will listen to anyone.

It is a good way to save Zhao from Wei Wei, because even if everyone dismounts and rushes into the horse rejection pile, it is still a disadvantage in the face of those Song people's iron armor, but if there are thousands of people who block them in turn, they will inevitably fall into a bitter battle. If the Song army still has manpower to go north and occupy all the horses, the consequences will be even more unimaginable.

However, it seems that it is difficult to go directly to the other direction of the city to attack the city, and under the high walls, how difficult is the siege? What's more, the siege must also have the most basic equipment, not to mention others, even the long ladder is also required, look around the left and right, the nearest forest is more than ten miles away, and you have to build a long ladder, and then go to the high wall to fill in the lives, which I don't know how many lives to fill in.

A bunch of tribal leaders gathered to discuss countermeasures.

A round-faced man said: "At this time, there is no other way but to attack the city, let's bypass the north of the city, go directly to the south city, build a ladder to attack the city, I just hope that the privy envoy can hold on for a while." ”

After the round-faced man finished speaking, his eyes scanned the people on the left and right, some nodded, some frowned, and some looked pensive.

Then a man said: "Zalihe, have you ever thought that even if you enter Datong City, will the siege of the north of the city really be solved?" These Song troops, there is no family in the city, so there is no fear, this Datong is Liaocheng, if the Song people are smarter, how can they let go of the privy envoy to save a Liaocheng that does not belong to them? As long as they continue to besiege, I am afraid that the privy envoy will not last long. ”

Someone nodded and continued: "Yes, Zalihe, if we fight for countless lives to defeat the city, the Song people don't care about it, okay?" Aren't we just going to get off the horse and rush into those rejection piles? ”

The round-faced man Zari frowned when he heard this, and looked up at the rejection of horses everywhere, at this time, not only the rejection of horses, but even the tables, chairs and benches in the city were moved out, everywhere, even the city gate was full, leaving only some traffic roads that could be blocked at any time, these roads were obviously used to transport supplies and deliver news.

It's a big deal, and it's really eye-opening.

Zarihe frowned and said, "Wo Kezhen, this doesn't work, that doesn't work, can't you save it?" When the Liao people come to ask for the guilt, who can afford to take care of you one by one? ”

The power of the Khitan people on the grassland is killed, and the power of killing is remembered and remembered for a long time! Although these steppe tribes have their own evil intentions, it seems that no one dares to easily disobey the orders of the Khitans.

Wo Kezhen, the man who first opposed Zarihe just now, came from the westernmost part of the steppe, the Naiban tribe, which lived south of the Altai Mountains and was the strongest tribe in the west of the steppe. This is a barbarian department, in the history books is not short, and later when Genghis Khan Temujin rose, the barbarian department was his great enemy to unify the steppe.

Wo Kezhen obviously had some different ideas, but he was also hesitant to say it directly, Zalihe waited for him to speak, but he was not in a hurry to speak, but looked at everyone present with a gloomy look, and then said slowly: "You guys, do you really want the Khitan people to win?" ”

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone present gasped.

Wo Kezhen, really dare to say it, really not afraid of death, what you say is really scary!

Zalihe was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "Wo Kezhen, what do you mean by this?" ”

Wo Kezhen's eyes were sharp, and he asked directly: "Zalihe, your Dami Li has been tamed into a shepherd dog by the Liao People's Northwest Road Recruitment Division?" ”

"Wo Kezhen, if you have something to say bluntly, do you know what will happen if you say this today and reach the ears of the Liao people?" Zalihe is really a little afraid, he is afraid of the Khitans, afraid of the Khitan people's Northwest Road Recruitment Division, because the Northwest Road Recruitment Division of the Liao Kingdom is near the Damiri Department, where there are also cities established by the Liao people on the grassland, Zhenzhou, and the town of suppression!

Wo Kezhen smiled: "Hmph, I only know that the Liao people have now lost the land of Yanyun, so the whole country is going south, if the Khitans are defeated again, the Khitans will become a joke." What is the Northwest Road Recruitment Division, if I were you, I would occupy his Northwest Road Recruitment Division, and occupy his Zhenzhou City. The Khitan people are a big mountain, and there will always be times when they fall, do you all want to be pressed by the Khitans for the rest of your life and can't hold your head up? ”

Zari closed his mouth open, looked at Wo Kezhen, and said, "You don't want to ...... Don't, don't come to hurt people, you ...... You are in the westernmost part of the barbarians, you are far away, we are in the middle of the grassland, right under the noses of the Khitans, you don't want to harm people...... Don't hurt anyone. ”

"Zalihe, you are afraid, you have been tamed, you are not a shepherd dog anymore, you are a horse under the Liao seat, you are reined, obedient. You eat grass, and you have to express all the milk and give it to the Khitans. Wo Kezhen smiled, squinting and smiling disdainfully.

Then Wo Kezhen raised his hand and pointed ahead, and said: "You see, the 20,000 people of the Meri Urgent Department are surrounded inside, and the people and horses who come out of the Nine Divisions of Dadan are all surrounded. Did you see that? If the Liao people lose this battle today, think about it! Think, think with your brain! ”

Wo Ke was really a little excited, so excited that he tapped his head with his fingers again and again, making them think, what did he make these tribal leaders and khans in front of him think?

There was a look of greed on everyone's faces, greed!

The territory on the grassland, countless cattle, sheep and horses, countless women and children, and a huge grassland land!

The tribes that are besieged today, as long as the battle is defeated, as long as the soldiers and horses come out are all lost here, one is counted as one, and they all become fat sheep, fat sheep to be slaughtered.

Who will slaughter these tribes?

Naturally, these tribes in front of them were not under siege.

"Figured it out?" Wo Kezhen asked loudly.

Zarihe spoke: "That...... So what if the Khitans settle accounts later? ”

Wo Kezhen laughed and said: "Zalihe, Zarihe, you good horse of the Khitans, you have forgotten what it is like to gallop freely on the grassland, right?" Look at these Song people, you look at it, you look at the power of these Song people. Do you know how big the Song Kingdom is? Larger than all the grasslands combined. From now on, the Liao people, regardless of victory or defeat, will always fight to the end with the Song people, and they will no longer have the manpower to go to the grassland, understand? If the Song people are more powerful, maybe there will be no Khitan Liao Kingdom in the future, and even the Khitan people will be gone, do you understand? ”

"You...... Are you saying that the Khitans no longer have the ability to come to the steppe? "Zarihe was a little nervous, a little excited, a little scared.

"What do you say? If you go back now, Zhenzhou City will be yours, and there will be no more Recruitment Division on the Northwest Road of Daliao. "Wo Kezhen, a master of fiddling with people's hearts. He also has a tribe of Nabarians who are unwilling to submit to others.

"You...... You have some truth in what you say, but in the future, if the Liao people really enter the grassland again, all of us have to say that we must send troops together to resist, I have recently, you all got me here to resist the Liao army. Otherwise, if I die, it will be your turn next! "Zari has a cautious and death-fearing heart.

Naiban Bu Wo Kezhen immediately said: "Take the wine, blood for the alliance, once the Liao people really send troops to re-enter the grassland, there is one here, and they all swear to Changshengtian here, they will do their best to send troops together and drive the Khitans out of the grassland!" ”

"Okay, good, take the sheep and sacrifice to the heavens!" Zarihe, I'm afraid, but he probably still has a heart for freedom, and a greedy heart.

The war was urgent, the iron-armored spears of the Song people continued to press forward, and rows of Liao people continued to fall in front of the iron walls, and the Song army had even gotten into the horses.

The gap between leather armor and iron armor is not only in the equipment, but also in the hearts of the people. Feather arrows can't be pierced, waist knives can't be cut, this is a kind of despair. Maybe there will be a few more battles with the Song army, and these steppe people will know how to face the iron-armored foot soldiers, such as not having to draw a knife, just bring a heavy iron hammer, smash the helmet, and smash the iron armor.

It's a pity that the steppe people are already short of iron, and they don't have so much iron to make these heavy weapons that are not very useful in life.

Even if the steppe people have a certain amount of preparation, wielding a big wooden stick in their hands at this time is better than a knife. It's a pity that these steppe people don't even have big wooden sticks in their hands.

Later, Wanyan Jurchen was like this, first smashed into the Huanglong Mansion with a big wooden stick, then smashed the Liao State to death with a sledgehammer and mace, and also smashed the Northern Song Dynasty to death with a sledgehammer and mace.

In the midst of the siege, the exhausted Liao army really felt despair.

Yelu Yixin, looking at the reinforcements still patrolling on the slopes of the far north, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and even waved the towering general flag in person, hoping to pass on the news of the military order.

But the reinforcements in the distance remained still.

After a long time, the reinforcements moved, and before Yelu Yixin could be happy, he saw the reinforcements on the slope, one by one, turning back, and slowly disappearing outside the skyline high on the slope.

Yelu Yixin was about to open his mouth to scold, but he only felt a burst of angina, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and the person fell backwards.

The people on the left and right immediately came forward to help, everyone saw this scene, and some people knew that Yelu Yixin was angry, and hurriedly comforted them: "Privy envoy, they ...... They should have made a detour, they must have gone to attack the city, this is a plan to save Zhao from Wei and a clever plan. ”

Yelu Yixin vomited blood again and again, and there was a hoarse voice: "Wai Wei saves Zhao ......"

"That's right, it's to besiege Wei and save Zhao, as long as Datong City is captured, this siege will be solved!"

Yelu Yixin shook his head again and again, as the commander of dozens of grassland tribes, as a smart person, how could he not know that these grassland people were yang and yin?

But Yelu Yixin still had one last glimmer of hope, he pointed to a small high place on the side, and said, "You go there, you look at the east and west, and see if you can see the figure of a cavalryman!" ”

"Yes, the last general will go and stare at it, the privy envoy can rest assured, it won't take a moment to find traces of cavalry on the left and right!"

Yeluyi smiled bitterly, and he sat on the ground, looking up to the sky, and the sun was setting red in the west.

The sound of fighting and wailing was no longer in my ears, and Yelu Yixin just looked at the sky.

There is also the more and more nervous look of the person watching from the heights, the more anxious look, rubbing his hands and turning in circles, his footsteps back and forth, but there are no cavalry figures on the left and right.

In fact, you don't need to look at it, 30,000 or 40,000 cavalry and a few horses, once they run, they can't see it, and you can hear the kind of roaring hum. If you get closer, you can even feel the resonance and tremor of the earth. Where is the need to look at it like this?

The reinforcements are gone!

Everyone knows that the reinforcements are gone!

Some people are even more desperate, knowing that they will not be able to get out today.

Some people are smarter, and the first thing that comes to mind is the wives and children of their steppe tribes, and the herds of cattle and sheep. Those reinforcements are gone, and they returned to the steppe unscathed, wives and children, cattle, sheep and horses......

Then someone shouted: "Truce, my brothers, my people, stop rushing, stop, throw away your weapons, kneel on the ground, and raise your hands." ”

"I'm sorry, my brothers, I took you out, but I couldn't bring you back, I'm sorry!"

A pair of wooden and pathetic eyes.

Yelu Yixin was still looking at the sunset, he couldn't hear anything, he just reclined and watched, spitting blood in his mouth......