The Jurchens went south, and the soldiers came to Youyan.

Yeluchun couldn't take care of the Song people in the south, so he hurriedly gathered heavy troops and waited for the battle.

Yelu Dashi reached into the bag, grabbed a handful of white rice with his hand, slowly flowed down his big palm, and returned to the bag.

To his surprise, the rice was not moldy old rice, but new rice. This kind of rice can only be produced in the Khitan in the land of the swallow under his feet. Since the Khitan people occupied the sixteen prefectures of Youyun, they also slowly developed their own agriculture, and the Youyan area, which they called Nanjing Xijin Prefecture, was the most developed place in Liao's agriculture.

It's a pity that Youyan now doesn't have much food in stock, but fortunately there are these sent by Yang Lin.

The weapons and baggage he sent were also of no quality problems, and they could be called excellent.

Ye Luchun rarely had a hint of a smile, and said: "Yang Lin is still trustworthy, I hope he can continue to be trustworthy, and don't take advantage of the time when we are fighting with the Jurchens, and stab him from behind." ”

A trace of worry flashed in Yelu Dashi's eyes, this Yang Lin was so generous, he didn't take the Khitans seriously at all, he was sure that he couldn't beat the Jurchen Tartars, so he would be so generous.

Give us grain, grass and supplies, let's consume tartars, and then you come and pick up ready-made? Yelu Dashi sneered in his heart, and secretly said I want you to see if I, Yelu Dashi, can stop the Jurchen.

Carefully putting the rice grains in the palm of his hand back into the bag, Yelu Dashi said in a deep voice: "King Yan, rest assured, these military states in our hands are all high-level cities and big cities, whether they are Jurchen Tartars or Southern Barbarians, they don't want to be easily captured." ”

Ye Luchun smiled bitterly, if he had believed this a few years ago, after all, Youyan had the backing of the Great Liao with a territory of thousands of miles at that time.

Now, the lonely ten military states have to rely on the supply of the Song people to fight with the Jurchens.

Once this dependence is formed, his inventory is exhausted again, and then he will become a puppet for the Song people...

Now if you want to change this situation, there is only one way, and that is to defeat the Jurchens head-on and recover the Great Liao.

This hope is really a bit slim, Ye Luchun looked up at the sky, his heart was full of sorrow, he had never thought of self-reliance.

The results showed that Yelu Zhangnu and Yelu Dashi both wanted to support him as the emperor, take over the Daliao foundation that was completely destroyed by Yelu Yanxi, and revive the Khitan majesty.

This is also too difficult, Yeluchun is speechless to the sky, and hopes that the Jurchen Tartars and the Southern Barbarians will never come.

The Khitan soldiers and horses were transferred to the north, and the Song army that refused to belong to the villages was cleared along the Baigou River, and became more and more bold, often crossing the Baigou River to kill the local snakes in Liao.

The Liao people, who are unable to be distracted, can only let these behaviors go, close their eyes and pretend not to see, anyway, these people are measured and will never approach Yandi Town.

Yang Lin even ordered Han Shizhong to drive a group of prisoners, build a bridge on the Baigou River, and prepare to cross the river.

I don't know how long Yelu Dashi can hold out with his own support this time, and whether it will last a little longer than in history.

Anyway, what I have is patience and waiting, as long as I don't break the embankment and hand over more than a dozen military states to the Jurchen Tartars.

The Jurchens' killing of the Yelu clan was too ferocious, and Yelu Dashi and Yelu Chun would definitely not surrender to these enemies of life and death, as long as they couldn't defeat them, the possibility of Natu returning to the Song Dynasty was the greatest.

The big war is imminent, waiting for Yang Lin, who is waiting to pick up the cheap, Youzai Youzai takes a group of people to patrol around Hebei East Road.

Chenghai sailors frantically transported supplies from the sea to Hebei, Yang Lin was ready to take people to the coast, choose a place to build a port, and slowly move east.

If I remember correctly, Tianjin has not yet built a city, although it has always been an important place for Cao Yun, after the middle of the Tang Dynasty, it became a land and water wharf for the transportation of grain and silk from the south to the north, but it was not until the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty that Zhu Di officially ordered to start building the city.

The location here is very important, if it is really inevitable that there will be a war with the Jurchens in the future, the sailors from Tianjin can directly attack the hinterland of the Jurchens. Even if it is a general harassment, it can play a great role in distraction.

Yang Lin prepared to go to the seaside where Song and Liao were handed over, choose a place to build a port, and report to the imperial court to start building a city.

The road along the way is not easy to walk, this is the area abandoned by the Great Song Dynasty strategy, which is very different from the south, and there are villages similar to Xujiazhuang everywhere, with their own weapons.

For more than 100 years, they needed to unite and spontaneously resist the raids of the Liao, which also created the habit of martial arts here.

Riding a high horse, Yang Lin looked at the dense forests and dense canals in the distance, and frowned slightly.

How can there be a reason to give up their own door and plant trees to defend against the enemy, the Great Song Dynasty civil official group is so unenterprising, no wonder it has not taken back Youyan until now.

Those princes who enjoyed happiness in Bianliang never thought of sending troops to the Northern Expedition, and occasionally a few ambitious emperors would be scolded by them.

Zong Ze behind him slowly leaned over and said, "Shaozai, there is news from the front, saying that the Jin soldiers are divided into two ways. Wanyan Aguta personally led the troops to fight Datong Mansion and threatened to capture the Liao lord alive. But let his younger brother Wu Qimai lead his troops south, wanting to eat Youyan, hehe, the Jurchens' appetite is really not small. ”

Yang Lin chuckled and said, "No wonder there have been fewer and fewer Liao soldiers in Baigou River recently, it turns out that the Jurchens are here." ”

Zong Ze's eyes lit up and asked, "Do you want to..."

Yang Lin shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and let the horse graze on the side, Yang Lin sighed: "The saint Yunren has no faith, I don't know what it can be, I am a disciple of the saint, I have been cold for ten years, and the golden palace is a model for the people of the world, how can I not follow the ancient precepts." ”

Zong Ze pouted behind Yang Lin, with a helpless and disgusted expression, who doesn't know that you have a bad stomach, and now you don't know what tricks you want to think of if you don't send troops, and you still have to pretend to guard your own people, aren't you really tired?

As soon as Yang Lin turned around, Zong Ze hurriedly put away his expression, and Yang Lin was a little strange: "Why did your mouth twitch." ”

Zong Ze hurriedly rubbed his nose and said, "Recently, I have recovered from the cold, and Xia Guan is a little sick. ”

Yang Lin scolded: "When the big thing comes, how can you relax, give me a good rest, don't fucking when you use you, one by one the diseases will be harmed, and then Lao Tzu will kill you one by one according to the crime of retreating."

This time is extraordinary, but it is related to the rise and fall of our Han Dynasty for thousands of years, and there is no room for half a difference. If you succeed, you will be famous for eternity, but if you fail, you will be stinking for thousands of years. The people here are fierce, and you have been here for so long, and there are still a few soldiers and horses to recruit. ”

Although Zong Ze was scolded, he was agitated and hurriedly said: "The lower officials will not hold back." ”

"That's pretty much it." Yang Lin was actually a little nervous in his heart, how fortunate he was to stand at this node. Looking at the sky in the northwest, it is gloomy and gloomy, and standing on a high place is often easy to make people feel uneasy.

"The man is as dead as iron, watch the test hand, and make up for the cracks in the sky."

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