As soon as the Song-Liao coalition retreated, the Jurchen Tartars erupted in cheers, and this Hongzhou city was also the same as the city they had once conquered, unable to resist the attack of the Jurchen warriors.

After crossing the Sanggan River, the status of Yongning Village is not so prominent, but the surrounding fortifications and other fortresses can also be supported nearby, and Yongning Village is a horn for each other, and the pressure is much less.

After Yan Lou chose a place to camp, the other side of the river began to drive the people to build a pontoon bridge. The rough and cruel Jurchen Tartars maximized the potential of these slaves, almost building bridges with their lives.

From time to time, there are floating corpses washed away by the water, and the Jurchen soldiers are afraid that they will pretend to be dead and escape, so they will definitely make up for it with a sword or a stab.

The only good thing is that it's summer, and the north is not as cold as it was some time ago, and the river water won't frostbite these unclothed raw mouths.

At the head of Hongzhou City, Yao Pingzhong looked at these barbaric acts, and secretly shook his head in his heart, and the Great Song Dynasty soldiers under his command were also secretly determined that they would never let this group of beasts attack their hometown.

The Qin Long people, who had been tortured by a hundred years of war, finally lived a few days in peace, but they couldn't let this group of human-faced beast-hearted things be dragged back into purgatory.

Yao Pingzhong turned around and said to Yelu Dashi: "Your Majesty, you have to find a way to break the heavy armor of the Tartars." Otherwise, in narrow terrain, these iron bumps are also resistant. ”

Yelu Dashi's face was solemn, and he muttered: "I have thought of a lot of ways, but in my eagerness, I haven't found a useful way to solve it." This is still a water battle, they are on land, even the horses are armored, and it is even more difficult to deal with the collision. ”

The surrounding Khitan people nodded one after another, and their hearts were palpitating, and in the process of the Jurchen invasion of Liao, they were not less bullied by this thing.

Yelu Dashi stepped forward, looked at Yao Pingzhong hopefully, and asked, "Xiyan, do you think we have any way to win these Tartars." ”

After a short silence, Yao Pingzhong smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, don't blame the foreign minister for speaking out, for the sake of today... The only way to ask Bianliang for support is to ask for support. ”

Although the bottom of my heart is very uncomfortable, the Liao people present know that this is the truth.

The Jurchen soldiers are strong and strong, and their momentum is like a rainbow, and only the Great Song Dynasty can compete today.

Yelu Dashi is not a fierce man like Yan King Yeluchun, he has always been able to lower his head, especially after the decline of the Khitan, Yelu Dashi bowed his head to Song and Jin, all without blinking.

Survive from the gap between the two big countries, only if Mr. survives, can he have the opportunity to talk about the revival of Daliao.

"Come on, go to Yunzhou Zhao Ye Luqing as an envoy and go to Bianliang in the Great Song Dynasty. Let him pack up, order a few attendants to form a mission, and leave tonight after seeing me. ”

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Juyong Pass, Zong Ze's handsome tent, there is almost no superfluous decoration, and there is a sword hanging on the wall, which is the most valuable thing in his body, which was given to him by Yang Lin when he built the city in Tianjin.

In addition to this, there is a hanger, on which is a set of expensive armor, which was made by Xujiazhuang, a large dog family in Mizhou on the coast of the Great Song Dynasty. was intercepted by Yang Lin for a few sets, kept one for himself, and gave one set to Wang Yu Huyantong of Zongze, not even Han Shizhong.

Zong Ze was wearing a short green cloth shirt and a scarf with a capable appearance.

On a stake made from two tree roots was a plank with many maps lying horizontally and vertically, and at the top was a map of the march that had just been drawn with a cowhide roll and a lead bar.

It marks the direction of the Jurchens' march, if there are generals in the Song army, they will know that it is the style of the Western Army's horse exploration, and Youyan's spies are all from the Western Army and were dug up by Han Shizhong.

These spies spread all over Youyan, and even infiltrated into the clouds. Even Liaodong has their footprints.

After so many years of war, the generals of Song, Liao, and Jin have all begun to pay attention to intelligence. The respective light cavalry sentinels are also becoming more and more elite, and their numbers are increasing.

Zong Ze frowned and asked, "Is it clear?" ”

"It's exactly the same."

His fingers followed the map and slid to the area of Zhuolu Mountain, and Zong Ze said in a deep voice: "After Yan Agu fights the main force and walks here, how can there be a reason to let him leave safely." Now that Song Liao is an ally, his lips are cold, and he wants to help them stop it. ”

"Governor, I'm afraid this won't work, the court has an order, written in black and white, teach me to wait for Jin to guard the defense area, and not to use soldiers and horses." Wang Yan, the commander under him, persuaded.

Zong Ze walked around the tent with his hands behind his back, and when he came to Wang Yan, he said: "The intention of the court is that we are afraid that we will rashly send troops and fall into an ambush by the Jin. Now that the situation has become clear, the Jin people did not use the plan to lure the snake out of the hole, and they really wanted to attack the Khitan. The battle record changes in an instant, and the princes of the court and the central government may not be able to see it clearly, if they let him go like this, we will naturally have no fault, and it will be difficult for Yao Pingzhong and the Liao people in the west. ”

"As the governor of the Northern Province, how can I only care about my own innocence and let the enemy cross the border."

Wang Yan clenched his fists and said hurriedly: "But"

"It's nothing, you immediately send someone to Bianliang and inform the imperial court. This official believes that Yang Shaozai will not blame us. Zong Ze made up his mind, so he didn't drag it out at all, and said sharply: "Beat the drums, Wang Yan will guard the Juyong Pass, and the others will follow me to Ulzhou to support Wang Yu and block the enemy's westward advance." ”

As soon as Zong Ze gave the order, his soldiers immediately got busy, and soon the big tent was full.

Many generals are already a little slack, the Jurchen Tartars are obviously not coming for Youyan, and the imperial court has a clear order not to attack rashly.

As a result, in a short period of time, when Liaojin is fighting, Youyan will have no war.

They all looked at Zong Ze, the head of the North Road, curiously, and they didn't know what the head of the sect was going to do today.

Zong Ze stood straight and glanced around, his eyes were not very sharp, but they were extremely firm.

This once stubborn petty official, if he sees what he wants, he will be fully determined to do it.

"The Jin soldiers came to Youyan for a trip, but they were going to fight Yunzhou from Ulzhou, and we were in Zhuolu Mountain a while ago to wipe out the Jurchen Tartars' Eastern Route Army. This time, they can't be let go easily, otherwise the pressure on the Western Army side will double. Zong Ze talked eloquently, and his tone was suddenly solemn: "If Yunnei is lost, Yingzhou will be difficult to protect, Yingzhou will be lost, and Qin Long and Hedong will be exposed in front of the Jurchen Tartars." ”

"After Yan Xiyin a few times ago, only 50,000 people can make trouble in the Central Plains, and most of them are Khitan vassals. If they let their main force go south, the consequences will be unimaginable, and we should rise up to block it and relieve the pressure on the western army. ”

The generals below exchanged heads, some of them excited, ready to compete with the Jurchens. Some shook their heads again and again, thinking that this was boring for themselves.

Zong Ze slapped the table and said, "Send troops!" ”