"There are still so many people who haven't gone north?" Han Ningshuang tightened her brows and said, "No matter what, we can't delay it any longer." Her eyes were filled with anxiety. The Jin State was obviously unable to resist the attack of the Liao army, and as long as hundreds of thousands of Liao troops were free, the villages that had not yet moved away would inevitably be slaughtered. However, the people have been displaced several times, and this year the sowing was originally late, and the harvest season was correspondingly late. In the prefectures and counties and cottages that were quite close to the advance of the Liao army, the red beams and beans were almost ripe, and many people were waiting for the harvest and refused to leave the north. There are even those who are afraid of the bitter cold of the north and flee to the mountains and wilderness to escape forced migration.

"The people have just migrated once, and the land is not yet planted and they have to move again, so it is inevitable that they will be a little reluctant." Xu Detai said with a look of embarrassment.

Although the Han army marshal's mansion is the co-owner of each village, it is not as good as the court of the Central Plains in the implementation of many military disciplines and military orders. In this chaotic season, food is strength, and the owners of the Han army have not been lucky enough to go north after the autumn harvest.

"If there is no autumn harvest of food, the rations will not be enough, even if you go north, you can only starve to death." Someone muttered dissatisfiedly. "Run, run, run, run somewhere!" Gao Bolong tore open his shirt and gasped, "It's better to stay in the south, the Khitans are coming to kill, let's fight with him!" "In winter, there is no grass in the area north of the Gongmen River, and there is no food to survive the winter. Most of the Han generals didn't even believe that crops could be grown there, after all, the fall of the Bohai Kingdom was nearly a hundred years ago, and several generations ago, the vast majority of Han people regarded the bitter cold and extreme north as a daunting way, and there were only savage tribes that lived by fishing and hunting.

"Exactly, let's fight with the Khitan dog!" Tong Yunjie's words carried a hint of desolation. Several Han generals bowed their heads and remained silent, their rough fingers rubbing on the hilt of their knives. Even the behemoth of the Jin State was torn apart under the attack of the Liao army, and how could the Han army, which had just been gathered, resist the crushing of the army like a storm.

"It's better to die on the road to survival than to sit and wait for death." Zhao Xingde's tone was the calmest, he paused, and then said in a deep voice, "Find more ways to buy grain from the Great Song Dynasty, everyone tighten their belts, hold on for a while, and the situation will take a turn." His arrow wound did not heal, so he was only wearing a green robe, his face was a little pale, but his tone was very firm, "Stay in the green mountains, don't worry about running out of firewood." People are fundamental. In any case, the people must be preserved first, and the villages must speed up the relocation of the people. ”

He silently calculated in his heart that the food gap for these hundreds of thousands of people moving north should be not small. The Protectorate was able to send troops to Xijing Road, which shows that Liaodong has a lot of weight in the chess game of containing the Khitan. Some time ago, the Han army and Xia Guoying bought grain in Huainan on a large scale, and the private grain merchants took the opportunity to hoard it, so that the price of grain soared there. Now it seems that if you can get through the current difficulties, it is a small matter to spend more money. It just so happened that Wang Yan was in charge of the Hebei camp, and Han Shizhong led the Dengzhou Naval Division, as long as the two of them agreed, they could smuggle and transport grain from the sea with great fanfare. The forbidden army of the Song State often had some old military rations, which had always been a confused account, and they could also be discussed privately with Wang Yan and bought at a high price, and maybe they could use the ships of the Dengzhou Navy Division to transport grain. Yu Gong, Wang Yan should be able to see that as long as Yelu Dashi leveled Liaodong, Hebei immediately felt cold. For private purposes, it is good for both the top and the bottom. As long as nothing happens, the Great Song Dynasty court has always turned a blind eye to the embezzlement of money and food by the generals of Jiezhen, and even the greed for military salaries.

Behind Zhao Xingde stood the powerful Xia Guo, and he was resourceful, and when he opened his mouth, the generals of the Han army who were still saying strange things just now lowered their voices, and the atmosphere suddenly seemed a little weird. Since returning from the danger, except for gathering generals to discuss, Han Ningshuang and Zhao Xingde have hardly met, and they don't talk much when they meet. However, when Zhao Xingde was speaking, the generals of the Han army seemed to be a little too respectful.

There was a lot of silence in the Chinese army's tent, and Han Ningshuang said: "General Zhao is reasonable, you should speed up and urge your subordinates, don't delay any longer, the lives of the people are more important than the grain and grass harvested in the autumn." In addition to land migration, sailors and seagoing ships also had to transport civilians and grain and grass along the coast. It was necessary to seize the front of the Liao army's large-scale attack and move as many people as possible to the north of Heishui, along the Chengmen River. The camp in the north still needs to be arranged in advance by General Zhao. ”

The commander made a decision, and Zhao Xingde and all the generals of the Han army loudly agreed. Han Ningshuang nodded slightly, subconsciously avoided Zhao Xingde's gaze, and looked around at the generals, but there was a trace of deep worry in her awe-inspiring gaze. The Liao army is mostly cavalry, and it can gallop hundreds of miles in a day and night, and it is not easy for the Han army to retreat with hundreds of thousands of people. If the cavalry of the Liao army chased all the way, where would the Han retreat to the end, would the situation really develop as Zhao Xingde estimated?

Outside the Chinese army's tent, Wang Ji tried his best to straighten his body. The autumn wind is cold, but the winter coat has not yet been issued. The cold autumn wind unscrupulously penetrated the single clothes of the Han army. This part of Suzhou Guannan can be regarded as one of the warmest places in the whole Liaodong, not far from the ridge, the woods have shown different shades of autumn colors, the red pine is still tall and green, the maple is dark red, and the larch is golden and brilliant. However, such a colorful and beautiful scenery reminds people all the time that the cold winter is striding with unstoppable steps.

The Evil Tiger Mountain lies in the northeast of Suzhou, the mountain is steep, the strange rocks are craggy, usually there is no trace, only to hear the gusts of wind like a ghost rushing and howling in the valley. This was originally a place where the soldiers would fight, but the Han army suffered from a lack of troops, so they could only arrange scouts in the main place. If Zhao Xingde had come here, perhaps he had passed through this place when Cao Cao was conquering Karasuma, or he might have pointed out that Tang Taizong had fought here again when he attacked Goguryeo. However, for the scouts of the Han army, being stationed in this inaccessible Evil Tiger Mountain was a miserable errand.

Outside the birch bark shed, there was only one scout on duty, and all the veterans were sheltering from the cold wind in the shed. Captain Wang Gui was playing weakly, and a trembling voice suddenly came from outside: "Wang Tou'er, Tou'er,...... Boss" Wang Gui said impatiently: "What's wrong?" "Xiao Ning, who is on duty, is a young student in his early twenties, the most timid, and he was shocked, and he thought it was a wolf when he saw this roe deer. The old pawn Zhu San'er smiled and said, "Maybe it's a game, I'll go and see it." As he spoke, he picked up his bow and arrows, stood up and staggered out.

The other old pawns were still shrunk together, and Liu Wuguan scolded with a smile: "I don't know which fairy this little cub offended, and he was actually sent to gang up with us hob meat." "The climate of this evil tiger mountain is colder than that of Suzhou, but the winter clothes are still not issued, so it is no wonder that everyone is reluctant to go out to blow the northwest wind.

Who knew that Zhu San'er had just removed the grass shed, and immediately exclaimed in a low voice: "Boss, the Khitans are here!" There are a lot of Khitans! At this moment, Wang Gui stood up from the ground, and all the scouts hurriedly grabbed their blades, but Wang Gui only went straight out.

As soon as Wang Gui's head poked out from behind the mountain rock, he unconsciously gasped, only to see a continuous stream of Khitan soldiers and horses passing through the middle of the mountain road. This birch bark shed is set up behind a hidden mountain rock, although it is a little colder, but it can overlook the mountain road, and it is not seen by the pedestrians on the mountain road, which is the place specially chosen by Wang Gui. While the Khitan army passed, they also constantly sent scouts to search both sides of the mountain road, but they didn't expect that there were still people hiding behind this abrupt mountain rock. The Khitans marched with war horses, and there were two reserve horses tied to the back of the war horses, carrying simple baggage grain and grass. The narrow mountain road was suddenly crowded by the Khitan soldiers and horses, Wang Gui secretly called it a pity, thinking that it would be good if an ambush was laid down here early, and any stone could hit a Khitan person.

"The Khitan dog is moving south, is it possible that Liaoyang has been lost?" Wang Gui's mind was rapidly turning distracting thoughts, while counting the number of Khitan troops that passed, the method was also simple, as long as he counted the number of Khitan men and horses in a stick of incense, and then recorded the time when the entire army passed, he would roughly know the number of the army. It's just that this time, the number of Khitan soldiers and horses seems to be endless, Wang Gui's face is getting more and more ugly, and he whispers behind him when the leader will withdraw, but he doesn't hear it.

Three groups of Khitan soldiers and horses passed in succession, and after a long time, even most of the Liao State scouts on both sides of the mountain road were withdrawn, and Wang Guifang muttered with a pale face: "100,000 horses, the Liao State actually sent 100,000 people to attack Suzhou." Unconsciously, his back was already soaked with sweat, and he turned around and shouted: "Hurry up, you have to notify the Shuai Mansion quickly!" ”

A few Han scouts who looked extremely nervous hurriedly retreated under the cover of the mountains and rocks, and only then rode their horses, avoided the main road of the march, and galloped all the way towards the Suzhou Guancheng. In the north of Suzhou, there were still some natural dangers to defend, but unfortunately the Han army had too few troops to fight, so it could only be heavily deployed to defend the front line of Nanshan City.

Suzhou Pass is surrounded by sea water on both sides, and the narrowest point is less than ten miles. And Nanshan City is held here, although the city is not big or high, and it is built in a strange shape, but it is the Han army's biggest reliance on defending Suzhou, not only more than 100 iron barrel cannons of all kinds are placed large and small, and the longest-range heavy artillery range is more than three miles away, if the Liao army does not conquer Nanshan City, it can only brave the bombardment of artillery fire through the narrow isthmus. On the sea to the left and right of the isthmus, there were also three gunboats of the Xia Guoshui Division moored to help.

The defense of Nanshan City fell on Tong Yunjie, the commander of the Han army's artillery battalion, since the return of Liaoyang City, except for the Chinese army generals, he has stayed in the city day and night. In the evening of this day, the red sun is slanting westward, the sea and sky are crimson, the tired birds return to the forest, and the quiet and peaceful scenery outside Nanshan City. Tong Yunjie looked at the north, and was a little distracted, and suddenly, his eyes froze, and he saw that several horses of smoke and dust were speeding towards Nanshan City.

The first scout captain was covered with dust, and before he could run under the city gate, he shouted loudly: "Liao soldiers, Liao soldiers have been killed!" ”

Note: Ancient Heishui, Gongmen River, today's Heilongjiang River, Tumen River.