In the middle of summer, the sun is like a furnace, baking the land of Youyan.

A few days ago, the continuous rain had filled the road with potholes, and the ground was wet and muddy after the water accumulation, and when it was exposed to the scorching sun, it cracked and rolled up pieces of dirt the size of a palm.

To the north of the Great Wall, in the Jurchen camp, all the Jurchen soldiers hid in the shade of trees and in large tents to escape the heat.

They were from Huanglong Mansion, the town was cold and snowy, and it was difficult to endure the scorching heat of this secluded swallow land.

Zong Han looked at his camp, gently turned the horse whip in his hand, and there was a lingering gloom in his eyes.

Lou Room stood aside and didn't say a word, he knew too well what Zong Han was thinking now.

In the face of this magnificent fortification, human beings seem so small, it is hard to imagine that this Great Wall was actually piled up by manpower. It is no wonder that the Han people in the south can defeat the Jurchen Erlang, a people who can tame the mountains and cliffs, and there must be something unique about him.

"On such a hot day, walking around outside can make people and horses get a layer of oil. Zong Han, we can't fight in this kind of weather, and I don't know how long it will be hot. ”

Zong Han had a gloomy face and said, "Lou Room, we need a lot of time to prepare for the war, and we can't fight just right." You send people from Liaodong to catch and drive a group of raw people over, transport grain and grass, and wait until autumn, when the horses are fat and the people are strong, and it is a good season to fight. This time, I made a military order in front of the old emperor, and if I can't take Youyan, we all have to die. ”

"Set up a few sentry posts, this group of Song soldiers often go down the mountain to attack and harass, and we have to be on guard. A few days ago, a group of more than 30 Song people came, and they were surrounded and slaughtered by Nirvana and his soldiers. But last night they came to take revenge and burned forty-two of our sons. ”

Zong Han snorted coldly: "They are just relying on this Great Wall, and after they fight it, I will slaughter the city in those dozen military states and kill the soil of this Youyan land into red." ”

On the lookout platform on the top of the mountain, Zong Ze held a clairvoyant mirror that he regarded as a treasure and finally begged Yang Lin, and watched the female soldiers under the mountain arrange.

At the root of the clairvoyant, a thin rope is tied around Zong Ze's waist, and there is also a slender small cloth bag for holding.

After carefully putting the clairvoyant mirror in, Zong Ze turned around and said to the guard of this beacon tower: "The Jurchens are charging too fast, they must be watched carefully, and they must not relax and slack. Arrange a few more people and take turns to monitor. ”

"Rest assured, we will guard this pass." The guard general is a veteran, because of his outstanding performance in the battle of Zhuolu Mountain, he was promoted to the head of the infantry army, and the excitement has not passed.

Because of his military exploits, Zong Ze was also promoted to the envoy of Montenegro, specializing in border defense.

Wang Yu stood behind him and sighed: "I don't know how Han Xuanshuai is now, when the border pass is in use, he shouldn't be allowed to go to Bianliang." ”

As soon as he talked about this, Zong Ze was angry and sneered: "This pranky knows his own wealth, crying and shouting to go back with Shaozai, don't you see his face!" ”

Han Shizhong was born in the Western Army, these people have been suppressed in the army for too long, and most of them have some rebellious, selfish, and shrewd little problems. No matter who it is, the exploits you have fought hard for have been claimed again and again, and you will also beat your little Jiujiu a few times in your heart.

Since Han Shizhong requisitioned Fang La in Jiangnan, he got acquainted with the big tree of Yang Lin, and he wanted to enter the Privy Council to be a noble minister.

This time he took back Youyan, and he was Yang Lin, the general below the high handle, and the third most meritorious general, so he was directly impatient to wait for the letter in Youyan, and followed Yang Lin's guard of honor to Bianliang, the place he was thinking about.

Although Zong Ze was promoted to Jingluo because of this and ascended to the sky in one step, he was not happy. He knew that Han Shizhong had a set of battles, and he was even a head above himself when it came to commanding troops and horses to respond to the situation, but such a person had a strategy, but he didn't think about it at the border, and just thinking about enjoying happiness would inevitably be despised by others.

Wang Yu actually thought so in his heart, but he had a very good personal relationship with Han Shizhong, and he refused to say bad things about him behind his back, just shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

Han Shizhong, Han Shizhong, why did you leave your brothers behind and go to Bianliang to enjoy happiness. Now you must be spending all day drinking, and you can't think about it...

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Bianliang City, ten miles of Yanqing Street.

A big man was stripped of most of his clothes and thrown out of a luxurious restaurant, and fell to the ground and splashed a circle of dust.

Dahan got up, touched his head, looked around weakly, and found that there were no acquaintances, so he was relieved.

"Damn, don't you owe a few gambling debts, and you dare to fall Lao Tzu and say my name, which scares you to kneel and beg for mercy." The big man scolded and scolded, looking extremely embarrassed, and he was the leader of the generals in Hebei, Xuanshuai Han Shizhong.

The people of Bianliang are well-informed, and they have long been surprised, and this ten percent of them have been thrown out of gambling debts.

"Speaking of which, I've been in Bianliang for so long, and the young man who promised to bring me to the face saint has no movement, and I have saved money to buy a house for three years, and I have lost all my money today, and the documents of the Privy Council have been delayed, how can this be good. No, I still have to go and see Shaozai. ”

He tied up the only remaining robe, bare most of his arms, and showed his strong muscles, and came to a stall.

There are a few crisp pears with yellow, orange and orange on it, which look very good, "Old man, is this pear sweet?" ”

"If you have money to buy it, it's sweet, but if you don't have money, he's stinky and bitter."

"You old man, you have a bad mouth, do you have such a deal?" Han Shizhong picked one up, rubbed it on his waist, and after three bites, a pear was gone.

The old man who sold pears looked disgusted and asked, "I said whether you buy it or not, don't bite if you don't buy it, and you're not a donkey." ”

Han Shizhong didn't bother with him, and said with a smile: "This pear is not bad, wrap these thirty or forty for me, and I want to visit Yang Lin and Yang Shaozai." ”

The old man took a sip and scolded: "Don't be embarrassed, let you eat one for nothing, and still flirt with me here?" Be careful I call the official to come, get out, don't delay me in trading, it's mildew today, and I met a poor ghost. ”

Han Shizhong is not an ordinary general, he got up from the bottom, I don't know how much pickled gas he has eaten in the northwest, how much he has been scolded, and he has fought more than ordinary people eat. This old man was so rude, he didn't get angry, he looked sneakily left and right, and after getting closer, he lowered his voice and said: "Let me tell you the truth, I am the commander-in-chief of the soldiers and horses of Hebei Zhulu, and Youyan is the one I called back." You give me dozens of pears today, and I'll give you some extra money when you go to the Privy Council. ”

The old man who sold pears couldn't bear it, and he was about to beat him when he picked up the flat pole, Han Shizhong was afraid that he would be caught, so he recognized his identity, and quickly covered his face and fled.

He rushed to Zhaodefang, all the way, and muttered in his heart: Shaozai, Shaozai, if you can't remember my old Han, you will be living on the streets.

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