The three ancestors of humanity became Huaxia, and the soul of the soldier was broken in Zhuolushan.

Zhuolu Mountain, according to legend, the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou fought in the field of Zhuolu, and Chiyou was defeated and died, which is the origin of the name of Zhuolu Mountain.

Between the two peaks, there is a valley that is lush and lush with vegetation.

Although there are no lofty mountains and mountains, it looks endless, like the spine of a giant beast, and the strange rocks in the sparse trees are craggy, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

The sun rises in the east, the rolling peaks seem to be hazy and sleepy, and the morning mist and smoke ripple, adding a bit of mystery and tranquility.

In the foothills of the mountains, the 130,000 Western Army, with hats woven from tender branches, hid in the mountains and didn't even dare to make a fire, just ate dry food and drank mountain springs.

They had already anticipated the pace of their march, and when they arrived, they were two days earlier than expected. Yao Pingzhong likes the quiet scenery in the depths of this dense forest very much, and everyone else who hides here complains bitterly, but he is the only one who is willing to eat.

It's no wonder that in the original time and space, he stayed in the mountains for fifty or sixty years, and after he came out, he had already attained the Tao...

Under his leadership, the Western Army almost became a guerrilla army, and several ambushes of Aguta can be described as elusive, although the results were not large, but successfully delayed the Jurchen's attack on Yunzhou. Yelu Yanxi's partial court was also able to continue to enjoy himself in Datong Mansion, Xijing Road.

When Yao Pingzhong withdrew his troops, the people in the small Khitan court were panicked, and Yelu Yanxi cried even more, thinking that the end had come. He first scolded the Song people for being ruthless and unjust, but he didn't dare to send troops to stop them, originally a Jin Dynasty was enough for them, and if they offended the Great Song Dynasty, it would really be lifeless.

The 130,000 Western Army has become the pillar of the Khitan, and it is ridiculous to treat other people's armies as their own cards, and the Northern Han Dynasty and the Later Jin Dynasty also did the same, and the Khitan people should know very well what the end of these Khitan puppets will be.

When Yao Pingzhong was admiring a strange stone in a daze, a personal soldier came over and whispered in his ear: "General, the Jurchen vanguard has entered the mountain. ”

Yao Pingzhong nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Inform everyone one by one, get ready, this ambush is different from the past, and it is bound to kill and injure the enemy as much as possible." ”

Yang Lin and Han Shizhong, after receiving the news, finally tore through Zaiyouyan's mask and led their troops to chase after them.

It was also on this day that Zong Ze's side took the lead, and although the combat effectiveness of the soldiers and horses under his command was not the strongest, they were better than the number of people. In addition to some Jurchen Tartars, more of them were prisoners of raw coolies.

Now it is also dusk that is about to set into the night, wisps of cooking smoke rise from the earth, and Zong Ze looks at these cooking smokes, as if he has heard the horn of attack. At dusk, when the Jurchens buried their pots and cooked food, and the marching team that was tired for a day was the time when the Jurchens were as strong as the Jurchens would also be lax, and this dinner was the best time.

At this time, I don't care if there will be a mistake, and after a rain of arrows, it will be the same as the surprise attack of Niulan Mountain.

At the same time, in Zhuolu Mountain, the flames soared to the sky. Countless fireballs and gunpowder burst out in the mountains. In the bombed valley, the people turned on their backs, and the billowing wolf smoke shrouded this area, and the Jurchen generals hurriedly drew their swords, stabilized their positions and prepared to counterattack.

They didn't know what kind of people and horses this was, they only thought that it was the Khitan soldiers and horses who were ambushing here, Wu Qimai jumped on the horse, his face was not flustered, and he said loudly: "Touch the halfway up the mountain, kill all this group of barbarians." ”

The fire shone on the black dragon banner of the Jurchens, and the Tartars were determined and began to prepare for a counterattack according to the command of the banner.

The road on the slope was full of traps, and when the Tartars in front died, those behind made a detour and did not fear death.

Yao Pingzhong's expression was as usual, he did not flinch at the scene in front of him, he had dealt with the Jurchens and knew that their combat power was amazing. But under his command, he also suffered from the hundred-year battle of Song and Xia, and the Western Army, which had been honed in the border pass since childhood, occupied the right time and place, why couldn't he fight.

The Jurchen Tartars stabilized the formation as fast as they could, hiding behind the corpses of their companions, dodging a rain of arrows and boulders. Then they touched the foot of the mountain one by one and climbed up, they used to hunt bears and tigers in the ice and snow, and they could also crawl up in such an environment.

Wanyan Wu begged to sneer, no matter who came to ambush him tonight, he had to be called to have no return.

From the moment the two armies came into contact, the battle became tragic, and the western army charged from the mountain, beginning a collision with the peak of force in this era and this era.

In this valley, the Song people occupy a favorable location, but such an environment is also the most familiar to the fishing and hunting people. The ancient way of hunting and survival between the white mountains and black waters allowed the Jurchen Tartars to reflect their strength in this battle.

Zhuolu Mountain, shrouded in night, where Chi You broke his halberd and died, a bloody battle that was enough to shake the soldier master Chi You lasted until the night.

There was no shout, just a blade that pierced through the armor and slashed into the bones, blood splattered outward, and the short screams of people dying mixed together I can't tell what it is, it only makes people feel cold to the bone marrow, and they just want to avoid the sound from afar.

Human lives are being consumed rapidly, and the people who have fallen to the ground are still scuffling, gouging each other's eyes. At this time, there was no array, just a man in armor with no face, no fear, no thought, mechanically killing or being killed.

Wanyan Wu begged to buy a knife in his hand, and commanded the soldiers behind him and said, "You guys are also on!" ”

Wanyan Zonghan waved his hand and asked Lou Mur, Yin Keshu and other generals to lead the charge, and now the Jurchens had paved a way up the mountain with their corpses.

There was a cold light in Lou Mu's eyes, he took off the curved bow from his back, and first shot a Song army by the light of the fire, and then prepared to rush up the hill with a horse's belly, and there was a black pressure on it, and he didn't know how many Song troops were waiting for them. Lou Mu, like Wu Qimai, did not have the slightest fear, from the rise of the white mountains and black waters in the north to the present, this sharp is at its peak. Looking at the world, it seems that there is no power that can stand in front of this fierce force.

Suddenly, the people around him exclaimed, Lou Room looked back at the horse, Wanyan Wu begged to buy it didn't know why, spit black blood in his mouth, his face was like gold paper, and he was holding his chest... After a while, he fell off the horse!

This surprise was not trivial, everyone hurriedly got off the horse and stepped forward to surround him, stretched out his hand to probe, and in this short period of time, there was no snort. After the second king recovered from his illness, he didn't have any major problems, but occasionally he felt uncomfortable in his chest, but he didn't expect today's battle to scare him to death?

In a hurry, the Jurchen generals didn't know what to do, and now that the enemy was present, the main general died unexpectedly. There was no arrow at all, close to Wu Qimai's side, and no one knew what the reason was.

Zong Han held Wu Qimai's corpse, screamed strangely, and roared: "I want to protect Wu Qimai's corpse and rush out, this valley is weird, we have been fooled." ”

Now in the Jurchen army, with him as precious, Zong Han stood up in time, and the generals can be regarded as having the backbone.

Yin Keshu grabbed the Lou room who was just about to come forward, and said in a deep voice: "Last time it was your palace, this time you will change me." ”

Woo~~'s horn for withdrawal sounded, although the Jurchen soldiers didn't know why, but their military discipline was very strict, and they were going to kill their heads at every turn, and they could only fight and retreat when they heard the horn.

Yao Pingzhong was on the hillside, feeling quite difficult, this battle was not as easy to fight as imagined, and the outcome was still between the two, but the Jurchens were about to withdraw their troops. Although he didn't know what was going on, the instinct of the general made him drive the soldiers, pressing forward step by step, killing and wounding the Tartar soldiers and horses as much as possible.

Yin Keshu led seven Mokke under his command, a total of less than 2,000 people, nailed to the foot of the mountain. Lou Mu took Zong Han and rushed out of the valley, and the huge rocks piled up along the way, and they could only climb the slope to detour. At this time, the war horse was stripped of its thick armor and glided over the foothills with ease.

At this time, in Zhuolu County outside the valley, a long dragon lit by a torch was marching rapidly.

The elite of the Youyan Song army, under the leadership of Yang Lin and Han Shizhong, was rushing to the entrance of Zhuolu Valley.

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