After finishing Yan Zongpan, he took the first batch of Jurchen soldiers and horses and set off from Huanglong Mansion.

The Huanglong Mansion, which was once slaughtered by them, is now like the Danzhou of the Jin Kingdom, and the Jurchens hope to follow Han Shizhong's example, block the Great Song Dynasty here, and then fight back.

Today's Huanglong Mansion has also been built into a military state, which is full of elite soldiers from various Jurchen departments.

As for the Shangjing Mansion in the rear, they are no longer able to take care of it, and the people and horses swarming on the grassland are waving the banner of Khitan to recover Shangjing.

Ah Gu is desperate to fight the Song army in Zhongjing Mansion, if he wins, the enemy behind him is the fat sent to the door.

Now that the strength of the Jin State has been almost assembled, there is very little room for reinforcement for the Jurchens in the future.

But the background behind Da Song allowed them to continue to become stronger, so Ah Guda made a decisive decision and fought a decisive battle recently.

Every decision he made, from God's point of view, was undoubtedly wise.

It's a pity that in the face of an enemy like the Central Plains Dynasty, you can't win wisely.

As long as the Central Plains Dynasty doesn't have too many stupid moves, the alien race has no chance of defeating him.

It is useless to let you be a generation of Tianjiao, a grassland hero, or the overlord of the northern realm.

The vast mountains were lush and green, and Wanyan Zongpan glanced back at the Huanglong Mansion, behind which was the deep mountains where the Jurchens had been fishing and hunting for generations.

The white mountains and black waters are all ferocious beasts.

Ma Shi Liaodong is a tall horse, the bear is the most vicious brown bear, the tiger is the largest tiger, and the man is also the most ferocious Jurchen in the world today.

They were silent for hundreds of years, and at this time, this generation broke out and slaughtered the north to the ground.

Countless Liao people became their slaves, driven away like dogs and sheep, noblewomen became their slaves and maids, wanton humiliation, big cities and counties, extravagant palaces, all enjoyed a circle.

Now, to face a stronger enemy, somehow, Wanyan Zongpan suddenly felt a trace of tragedy.

Wanyan Zongpan felt a little hairy, it is said that beasts and beasts, when they are dying, they will have induction, how can they have...

He chuckled, cursed secretly, turned his head and tugged at the reins.

Behind him, one by one, the Jurchens rode like a millstone, marching on horseback.

The Jurchen Tartars cherish their horses the most, and many even exceed their relatives.

It was freezing cold, and if they grabbed a thick cotton coat, they would usually wrap themselves around the horses.

Nowadays, most of these Tartars have two or three horses, and they take turns to ride, refusing to add all their weight to one horse.

The countless resources of Da Liao have armed these small number of warriors, so that they even have the strength to fully arm the horses and form the terrifying Kidnapping Horse and Tiefutu.

This group of people, instead of rejuvenating the ancient road in the deep mountains, seems to embellish the desolation and loneliness here.

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On Mayu Mountain, the wind and sand have calmed down.

There are more than a dozen "flying boats" floating in the heights, equipped with increasingly sophisticated clairvoyant mirrors, which can clearly see the situation within a radius of ten miles.

In the barracks on the top of the mountain, when the head of culture and education was giving lessons to the big-headed soldiers, hundreds of people were heard reading aloud from time to time.

The people of Yao Pingzhong's first battalion, stationed on the west side of the mountain, all laughed a little when they heard the recitation above, and they were all a little mocking.

They fought abroad all year round and hardly had a moment of rest, so culture and education were not as popular as other branches of the military.

Yang Keshi held a steel helmet in his hand, glanced at the distance, spit out the grass stalks in his mouth, and said in a throat: "We, the Western Army, how can we be pressed down and beat our drum sticks." ”

Yao Pingzhong, who was lying on the grass basking in the sun, heard this, a carp turned over, laughed loudly, took the waist drum from his own soldiers, and stood on a high place and beat it.

Yao Pingzhong, the little lieutenant, is not only the commander of the Western Army, but also the popular leader of the Western Army, and all the soldiers are shouting for joy.

Yang Keshi waved the white-pole spear in his hand and commanded the soldiers to sing.

After a while, the majestic singing voice came from the western military camp, overpowering all the voices in this world.

"Take the twelve states of Shanxi first, and other elements will hit the yatou. Looking back at Qinsai, he was as low as a horse, and gradually saw the Yellow River flowing straight north.

Tianwei swept across the Yellow River, and the Qiang people sang all the Han songs. Moyan crosses the mountains and rivers and flows backwards, from the west of the church to make Enbo.

The horsetail huqin follows the Han car, and the music is still self-complaining. Bend the bow and don't shoot the geese in the clouds, and the geese don't remember the book now. ”

The Great Wall Corps on the top of the mountain has many followers, and they are also Qin Long soldiers.

Yan Zhao Han'er in Zong Ze's array was not convinced, and soon someone took the lead and sang.

They struck each other with their blades as musical instruments, and their voices were low and desolate:

"The young man is armed with swords and arrows, and he is from Youzhou. Yan Zhao soldiers, only see the ancient hills.

The Great Wall climbs to the north and looks at it, and it is thousands of miles away. On the triumphant day of success, the husband has turned white. ”

In the main general's camp, Wang Xuan wanted to go out to stop it, but Zong Ze stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Chief, this is the time of culture and education, if you continue to sing like this, won't it delay the daily culture and education?"

Zong Ze twisted his beard and said with a smile: "Scholars and educators, so that the soldiers know why they are fighting, dare to die in battle, and are not cowardly when encountering the enemy, this... It is the best culture and education. ”

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In Songzhou City, Cui Hongxu was very nervous, and was led to see Yang Lin, the young ruler of the Great Song Dynasty.

What he has done recently is already obvious that he wants to create Yang Ziqian's rebellion, and Yang Ziqian was supported by Yang Lin, and even his surname was Yang Lin.

The Inju Lee family, a famous family in Goryeo, doesn't even want the surname of the clan.

Today, Cui Hongxu was told that Shaozai wanted to see him, which really scared him a lot.

When he came to the heavily guarded courtyard in Songzhou, Cui Hongxu saw a young man in a short suit boxing in the courtyard.

Cui Hongxu secretly said in his heart that this person must be Yang Lin, so he looked at it carefully.

His moves and styles are very gentle, not like the martial arts of battlefield fighting.

The most popular in the Great Song Dynasty is the Taizu Changquan handed down by Zhao Kuangyin, which is strong and fierce, and the Goryeo people also have a lot of practice.

Yang Shaozai didn't seem to have any killing intent, and Yu Hou next to him smiled: "You wait a while, Shaozai has already hit the sixth form, and there is still one thing left to complete." ”

Cui Hongxu nodded hurriedly and said with a smile: "Thank you for leading the way." ”

Lu Qian shook his head with a smile and stopped talking.

Cui Hongxu was not very interested in boxing, especially this seemingly soft boxing, he began to think in his heart, and Yang Shaozai would ask himself something in a while.

If he helps Yang Ziqian's traitor to exert pressure, how should he be good, his own power is the nearly 200,000 Goryeo people, and the Song people said that to destroy themselves is to cut off the grain.

The young man boxing in front of him, as long as he wants to help Yang Ziqian, he can't get up at all.