The scouts on the front line of Longshan finally returned, bringing the news that the Great Song soldiers were most unwilling to hear, and Longshan had been breached.

The Great Wall defense line, after two months of fighting, was finally torn open.

Han Shizhong was dusty and led the team to kill outside Danzhou, but when he heard the news, he calmed down.

Behind him, Qu Duan said in a deep voice: "Han Shuai, the matter has come to this, it's better to have a fight!" ”

Over the years, the border army has been fighting a war, changing its declining trend, winning more and losing less, and recovering a large area of territory, and has gained confidence.

What's more, the shackles and grievances of the past are gone, and there are no literati who don't understand military affairs to point fingers, take credit, and win the battle and see real rewards.

Moreover, not only did the imperial court no longer withhold and delay the salaries of the soldiers, but all kinds of material resources were endless, and there was no longer a negative war-weariness in the army.

In the entire border pass, the morale is very high, and most of the soldiers and generals have the heart to fight, waiting to make meritorious contributions and seal their wives and sons.

Han Shizhong glanced back, the soldiers under his command were murderous, the war horses were neighing and fat, and the banners and armor were distinct, he chuckled lightly and said: "You come and I fight back and forth, but it is just a loss of soldiers' lives, there is something to play, it is better to design and capture Zong Han, so that people can know our ability." ”

Several generals around him didn't think so, this was too whimsical, Qu Duan hurriedly said: "Zong Han is the forward of the Jin soldiers, and he is also a Jurchen general, just like that Song Hei... Song Taifu has the same status in this dynasty, how can he be so easy to catch? ”

Han Shizhong twisted his eyebrows, spat a mouthful, and said, "I think that guy may not be under the Great Wall of Shilou." I carefully recalled the battle that day, although the Zonghan banner has always been there, but it has not been moved once. The commander of the command needs to look at the overall situation, is he so sure that he allows his subordinates to attack on their own? ”

"If this dog thief dares to go deep into Longshan, he will also have some courage."

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The Han'er in the Longshan area easily refused to leave this place, where the mountains and rivers are vertical and horizontal, the ravines are all over, and the fortresses are often built along the mountains.

Back then, whether it was the Khitans or other foreign races, if they wanted to come to fight the Grass Valley, they didn't want to get it easily.

The people of this place, relying on these heroes, have formed a system of their own, serving their families for generations, loyal and brave.

But all the Han'er didn't expect that the Longshan coalition army would let the Jurchen Tartars enter like a bamboo without any resistance.

Han Shizhong's troops fell into a crisis of opening the flank portal, and the Jurchen Tartar forwards had already burned their troops to Jingzhou.

Under the city of Jingzhou, I don't know how many tired people are surrounding the city gate, begging to open the city gate and let them into the city. And on the city wall, the Great Song soldiers wearing red jackets were also nervously looking at the crowd under the city.

"Master Jun, please let us enter the city! Fleeing here, it is easy to struggle for a life from the Tartars, some are old and weak, they can't leave, and the food is also eaten, and the military master is kind enough to save these people's lives! ”

"We men can sell our energy to build the city wall, transport earth, stones, bricks and tiles, and do anything! Just beg for the mother-in-law doll to change her stutter, and if there is a broken temple and a rotten kiln, take a breath and show mercy! ”

Among the refugees in the city, there are constantly crying and shouting, gathering together, and people can't help but feel compassion.

A Song general shouted loudly in the city tower and told them to continue running south, so that there would be people in the Jizhou area to settle the refugees.

Among the refugees, a middle-aged man was elected, who could be seen to be very prestigious, and everyone pinned their hopes on him. The crying also stopped, and they all looked this way.

The man came to the front and said in a loud voice: "Everyone has been running for two days and one night, and the military master in the city is doing well, open the city for us to drink saliva and eat something to continue south." ”

The young general of the city tower was a little hesitant, and at this time, a general in black armor came over behind him, and said loudly in his voice: "The Luan River flows day and night, and it is not enough for you to drink water. Hurry up and get out of here, otherwise you will be regarded as a Jurchen spy and shot to death with random arrows, and don't say that I didn't remind you when the time comes. ”

In the crowd, many people lowered their heads, and a look of resentment flashed in their eyes. The common people were even more disappointed, their feet were worn out, they were in a hurry to leave, and they didn't bring much to eat.

The middle-aged man, led by the refugees, hugged his fists and said: "This general, can you borrow some food, and if you beat the Jurchens in the future, I will definitely come to pay it back." ”

The general of the city scolded and scolded, but still ordered people to use baskets and put down dozens of bags of rice.

The refugees around Hong Tianding advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, and more than a dozen young men came out, cleaned up the things on the wooden cart they were pushing, and walked across the pontoon bridge to load the grain.

Hong Tianding under the city clenched his fists and said loudly: "Thank you." ”

The general of the city tower showed his head, leaned on the city wall and scolded: "You bird man, you are talking a lot of nonsense, let's go quickly, the smoke of gunpowder will be fought at any time, what so much nonsense." After scolding, he turned around and reprimanded the young general, "I can't do such a thing well, these bird refugees have gathered here for so long, not to mention the delay, the Tartars are coming, this is the raw cannon fodder." Damn, after fighting for so long, I'm still so lacking in heart. ”

The young general touched his head and said with a smile: "How can I be so bold as General Xie." ”

This fierce general, named Xie Yuan, does not mean that he won the first place in the examination, but his surname is Xie Mingyuan. The Qingbi people of the security army are Han Shizhong's old robes, and his seniority is on par with Huyantong. He is also a veteran of the old Western Army, and he has always been known for his bravery.

The refugees had no choice but to drag their tired bodies and force themselves to continue their journey, and once they were caught by the Jurchens, the end was simply not as good as pigs and dogs.

In the area of Jizhou, there is indeed a refugee resettlement center, and in order to prevent the Jurchens from plundering and becoming cannon fodder, Youyan has always been fighting a war and clearing the wilderness, and everyone has become accustomed to it. It's just that I didn't expect that Longshan would become a breakthrough this time, you must know that Longshan has never been attacked before because it was relatively steep.

At the foot of Longshan, in Hongjiazhai, the owner of the village, Hong Tianxuan, was bound by ropes and was pressed in front of the school.

The people in the village, driven away by the Jurchens, watched below. When the stockade was broken by a Jurchen sneak attack, a large number of people fled, and the rest were slow.

The Jurchen horses are too fast, and these recovered are destined to be abandoned. If you forcibly want to be saved, I'm afraid that none of them will be able to leave.

A group of high-headed horses came out of the Jurchen soldiers, and wherever he passed, all the Jurchens got out of the way.

The Jurchen general on the horse was covered in golden armor, and he didn't know what kind of precious belt was wrapped around his waist, which was full of gems.

Under a pompous armor, there is a standard Jurchen fierce general, short and stout, with a wide mouth and a square face, and a fierce appearance.

The surrounding Jurchen soldiers were all respectful to him, and this person was one of the Jurchen martyrs, Wanyan Zonghan.

"Hong Tianming, you really don't want to drop my gold?" Zong Han pointed a white whip at him on his horse and asked expressionlessly.

"I was careless for a while, I didn't expect you to be able to climb over the cliffs of Longshan and attack from the west side, it was my negligence. However, these men in our Hongjiazhai have not given birth to a single bone for a jackal of an alien race for generations. ”

Wanyan Zonghan didn't say a word, and rode straight forward, although the Jurchen Mouke behind him, although they didn't understand what the Han people said, everyone showed a cruel smile.

After a while, the sound of crying and howling sounded behind Zong Han, and in Hongjiazhai, burning, killing, prostituting and plundering, and blood flowed like a river.