Most of the Han army was emaciated, they had just experienced a vicious battle, and many of them had large blood stains on their bodies, but they did not appear to be in rags. If Li Ruobing hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that this group of Hanmin people like Hanzi were so tenacious and daring to fight. They were now leaning together with swords and guns, like sheep in front of tigers and leopards in front of the heavily armored Jurchen cavalry, but their eyes revealed their determination to fight to the end.

Wanyan Sa took seven soldiers and horses to the south to welcome the envoys of the Song State to Huanglong Mansion, and when he saw the wolf smoke lit by the Liao people, he thought that his own soldiers and horses were besieging Liaozhai, and immediately led the troops to come to fight on their own initiative. This time, he picked up a cheap pile, not only opened the Liao people's stockade, but also captured more than 1,000 Khitan and Han slaves. He looked at this group of Han soldiers who survived the vicious war, so he didn't care so much, the weak were slaves. To the north there is fertile black soil, and no number of slaves is enough.

He first sent an envoy to get the Han people to surrender, and reported that it was the Han family's team, asking the Jurchen army to let them go.

"The Han family?" Wanyan Saba hesitated for a moment, this famous family decades ago, the patriarch of the Wanyan family was just a thousand commanders under Han Chang, "It's a pity that the way of the world has changed, let these Han people know who is the master of Liaodong." Wanyan Lu's gaze became resolute, and he was about to give the order to Tiefutu to charge, but the envoy of the Song State coughed and said in a deep voice: "Lord Meng'an, this Liaodong Han people were also the people of our dynasty in the past, and they were captured here by the Liao. Now that you and I have made an alliance, can you let these people live for the sake of my dynasty? ”

Wan Yan Saba frowned, this Southern Dynasty official is very difficult to deal with, when he first met him, he deliberately pretended not to understand the words of the Han people, and insisted on getting his sword, but this person used Jurchen words to threaten loudly, he is a messenger of the Great Song Dynasty, a guest of His Majesty the Dajin Emperor, humiliating him is humiliating the Great Song Dynasty, humiliating the Dajin Emperor, but whenever he has an accident, the military food, weapons and gunpowder that come across the sea must be cut off.

The Jurchen nobles all said that the old emperor of the Liao State, Yelu Yanxi, was a stupid pig, claiming to gather an army of 700,000 to crusade against the Jurchens, but he was cut off before he could launch it, and the new emperor Yelu Dashi was a coward, and since his accession to the throne, he has not dared to send troops to crusade against the Jurchens, and he has watched the Jurchens capture the Huanglong Mansion, while the Emperor of the Song State is a coward and a stupid pig, with wealth and armor, but he does not dare to fight with the Liao. However, these things are really important to the Jurchens, it doesn't matter if you cut down this envoy of the Song Kingdom, if Your Majesty starts a fire, I am afraid that a horse whip is indispensable, and maybe the authority to lead a Meng'an will also be lost.

Wan Yan Saba hesitated for a while, and waved his hand to let the other party's general speak in front of the formation. Two Han Chinese came between the two armies. Because both of them were on foot, he didn't bring his entourage, let the horse go alone, and arrogantly said loudly in Jurchen words: "Immortal Heaven is above, I saved your life from the hands of the Khitans, can you be paid?" ”

Zhao Xingde was angry from his heart, this Jurchen didn't take advantage of it enough, and he asked for a reward, did he still want a woman's jade silk? In that case, then if you have to fight, you will fight. He made up his mind and looked at Wang Hengzhi. Wang Hengzhi's face was gloomy, the Han army and the Khitans fought a bloody battle, and the benefits were taken by the Jurchens, even if they had the heart to buy their lives, they couldn't get anything. The two glanced at each other, and Zhao Xingde replied loudly: "We fought a battle with the Khitans and fought the vanguard for you, why don't you divide half of the captured grain and grass with us?" He stood on the ground, a head shorter than Wanyan Saba on horseback, but his momentum was not lost to him at all.

Wanyan Sabanai didn't think that this Han person was so tough, he laughed angrily, and sneered at each other: "What a bold person, if you want food and grass, you Han people are not even worthy of eating pig food!" He waved his horsewhip and was about to slap Zhao Xingde's face. Zhao Xingde had already taken precautions, his eyes were quick, he firmly grasped the whip, his face was full of shame and anger, and the evil was born to the side of the guts, his right hand was pulled back, and his left hand was placed on the short knife with him.

Zhao Xingde felt that the horsewhip was getting stronger and stronger, and suddenly let go of his hand, Wan Yan didn't expect it, his body leaned back, and he almost fell off the horse, a short knife that had just been pulled out fell to the ground, and before he could stabilize his body, he felt that there was an extra person behind the saddle, and the Han man's arm was tightly wrapped around his arms like a steel ring, and the other hand put the dagger on the blood vessels of his neck. Feeling the chill on his skin, Wanyan Sabasan lost his seven souls, and while struggling, he shouted loudly: "Don't kill me, Wanyan's family won't let you go!" ”

Zhao Xingde snorted, the blade of the dagger sank into the flesh of Wan Yan Saba's neck, and shouted: "If you are not honest, you will talk to Lord Yama!" "In the Jurchen military system, if the commander dies in battle, the centurion under him will be beheaded, and if the centurion dies in battle, the ten commanders will be beheaded, so Zhao Xingde took the risk of holding Yan Saba hostage, betting that his subordinates would not dare to act rashly.

It seemed that something was wrong in the Jin military camp, and hundreds of horsemen galloped over, and Zhao Xingde shouted violently: "General Wang will go back to lead the army and wait for the enemy first, and I am here." He sat behind the saddle, and it was inconvenient for him to control the horse, so he said hatefully in Jurchen language: "Quickly dial the horse and ride to the side of the Han people." Hurry up! "Although Wanyan Saba has no plan, he is not too stupid, knowing that once he is held hostage into the Han army array, he can't help but live and die over there, his mouth is submissive, but his hands and feet are playing and kicking, poor that war horse was made by him to turn around in place, if it weren't for Zhao Xingde, who is also good at riding, he would almost be dismounted by him.

Wang Hengzhi was not indecisive, as soon as he heard Zhao Xingde's shout, he immediately ran towards the formation without stopping, and in the dense forest not far away, two hundred cavalry Chengying sergeants also rushed out, because of the distance, Zhao Xingde had been surrounded by the Jurchens, and Wang Tongdeng could only form a cavalry formation next to the Han military camp and confront the Jurchens.

The appearance of this group of cavalry startled Wan Yan Saba and most of the Jin State commanders. According to the custom of the Jurchen tribes, people who do not have horses and horses are looked down upon, and only cavalry are regular warriors, although cavalry can also dismount and fight, but only when fighting a war, there are no horses and horses. Therefore, the remnants of more than 1,000 Han soldiers just now are similar to more than 1,000 slaves and maids in the eyes of the Jurchens. And the lurking two hundred horsemen suddenly appeared on the battlefield, which suddenly made all the Jurchens have to reassess the strength of the Han army, especially these cavalry sitting on the war horses are all good horses, although the armor is lighter than the Tiefutu, but it is much stronger than the ordinary abducted horse army, not only with bows and arrows, all of them are holding spears with blades on both sides, and the Jurchen commanders who have gone through many wars have very poisonous eyes, such cavalry can never be a rabble.

Zhao Xingde clamped the war horse tightly with his legs, and tightly wrapped his left arm around Wan Yan Saba, so he gave him a breath of air, guarding against being deceived by this cunning Jurchen. Seeing that the surrounding Jurchens were a little impatient, the dagger in his hand was slightly forced, and he immediately made a bloody cut on Wan Yan Saba's neck, although Zhao Xingde deliberately avoided the main artery, but he still shed a lot of blood, and Wan Yan Saba almost thought that he was going to die.

The surrounding Jurchen cavalry was even more commotional, and Zhao Xingde immediately shouted loudly in Jurchen words: "Don't come here, I'll kill him when you come, do you subordinates want to die?" In the formation of thousands of troops, his voice was fierce, and his eyes were like a mad tiger, which was really terrifying.

In order to avoid further irritating the madman-like Han Chinese, they were forced to order their cavalry to keep a distance from Zhao Xingde, but they surrounded him tightly and never let him go. The Jurchen cavalry each held swords and spears, some towards the side of Zhao Xingde, the center of the formation, and some towards the side of the Han army.

Both sides had their own scruples, the situation was about to erupt, Zhao Xingde's nerves were tense to the extreme, and fine sweat flowed from his forehead, and a drop of sweat flowed along the tip of his nose and dripped in his mouth, with a burning taste.

Zhao Xingde could no longer be seen in the Han army, and after Wang Tongdeng and Ma Rui and Jian Cheng discussed with the two generals, it was decided that Jian Cheng would lead 70 cavalry to cover the infantry army and retreat to the forest, relying on the terrain to resist the Jurchens. Wang Tongdeng and Ma Rui led one hundred and forty cavalry towards more than two thousand Jurchen cavalry, desperately trying to pick up the captain. In order to avoid alarming the Jurchens, it was necessary to wait for the cavalry to charge, and then the Han infantry began to retreat into the dense forest.

"Cavalry, prepare to charge!" Wang Tongdeng commanded loudly, the first to put down the mask of the iron hood, erected the horse lance, the war horse had to run to the front of the whole team, seventy horsemen were ready to form a front formation, and Ma Rui led the team to cover his rear and two wings. In the snow of Liaodong, the war horses from the northwest were panting for snow-white breath, and the iron hooves were uneasily turning the blood-colored mud.

Surrounded by dense layers of Jurchens, the Tiefutu heavy cavalry were tall and large, as if a layer of copper walls were impassable, and the eyes under those helmets finally lost their usual indifference, bursting with anger or fear. Zhao Xingde said in a deep voice in Wanyan Saba's ear: "Let your subordinates retreat, after we get safe, I will let you go, and if you don't give way, I will also pull you, a noble person from the Wanyan family, to accompany you to death!" His voice was very calm, so calm that Wan Yan Saba was a little creepy, on the eve of the Jurchen race about to win the whole world, he really didn't want to die yet.

Just when Wan Yan Saba bitterly overcame his self-esteem and was ready to speak out and let his subordinates let go of a way. An exclamation suddenly sounded in the Jurchen riding formation, which was surrounded by water: "Yuan Zhi, Zhao Yuanzhi, is it you?" ”

Li Ruobing couldn't believe his eyes, the "brother-in-law" who had not been seen for several years thought that he was studying in the Dunhuang Bachelor's Mansion, but who knew that he suddenly appeared in the land of Liaodong and took a Jin general hostage. "What the hell is going on?" Before Li Ruobing could figure out this, he changed his tone and shouted in Jurchen language: "Quickly put down the blade, whoever continues to do it brutally, I am afraid that he will deliberately murder Lord Meng'an's life!" ”