Chapter 534: The High Autumn Moon Shines on the Great Wall

With more than 10,000 soldiers and horses, the Jurchens swept away the Great Liao in one fell swoop, relying on the invincible military might.

If they want to maintain their hegemony in the grassland, they must not fail, otherwise there will definitely be rebellions.

The hastily established rule of the Jurchens will also be shaken.

On the grassland, there has never been a shortage of short-lived overlords, in this land of the weak and the strong, even if you were once the king of fierce beasts, once you are injured, you will inevitably be bitten and eaten, and become the nourishment of the next king.

Wanyan Lou Room knew this very well, how could he not understand the meaning of this battle?

In some of the Mongolian Zahu camps here, there are already many tribal elders who are secretly discussing whether to arrange some young men in each tribe to secretly leave the team and return to the grassland, leaving some seeds for each tribe.

The current war has become so fierce that it is breathless, and these things inevitably fall into the ears of the Jurchens.

The departments are also broken jars, and they are not afraid, they are all dying anyway, and they are afraid that he is a bird. At the beginning, they followed the Khitan, and they also had this mentality, once the weather was cold and frozen, there was some black disaster and snow disaster, and if they couldn't survive, they would have to go to the Khitan city to rob it.

These people are loose and disunited, and their hatred for each other is as deep as the sea, and they are often beaten by the Khitan. The Khitans were also helpless, and generally only killed the leaders of the tribes, but they quickly elected new leaders.

You ask him if he will change it? Of course, they changed it, and they all said that they would always surrender to the glory of Da Liao, and they could kneel down and kiss the boots of the Khitan generals. But once the weather is bad in the coming year, he will still come, rob your grain, cattle and sheep, and kill your Khitan people. There is no way, if you come to rob, you will die, if you don't rob, you will starve, they have no other way. This is the grassland, the grassland where the jungle preys on the strong.

However, what awaited them was a large number of blades and armor, a large number of military equipment, and even grain and livestock!

Wanyan Agu ordered that the Beijing Mansion and the Tokyo Prefecture scrape the ground, and also gather the baggage of this campaign, and arm these Mongolian Zahu, who are seriously lacking weapons and armor, for their own use.

The battle has reached this point, and Datong City has risen from the competition for every street to the point where every house is repeatedly scrambling. Datong City has experienced countless tragic battles, but street battles of this magnitude are worthy of no one before.

If the will is not strong enough, I am afraid that even if he dodges the open guns and arrows, he will already have a mental breakdown.

A steady stream of reinforcements, marching, encountering, and fighting on the land of Yunnei... No one dared to shrink the forces on the periphery, come to the city and wantonly strangled them, and if they were not careful, they would be surrounded in Datong.

How could the Mongolians have thought that their grandfather does not love their grandmother's servant army also has this treatment.

Under the firelight, countless Kefa rope heads, hideous-looking grassland men held the beloved scimitars they had just obtained, cheered around the bonfire, and some people knelt on the ground, drawing knives and stabbing blood at the big tent in Wanyan Lou's room, to express their will.

"Immortal Heaven is above, and villains and others follow General Wanyan and fight for their lives, and they will not hesitate. It's all based on General Wanyan's orders! ”

These people looked at the blades in the firelight, and they were happy as if they had received their favorite toy, but when they thought about it, they couldn't help but feel creepy. What these people hold in their hands and keep kissing is a sharp weapon to kill.

With a slight wave of this thing in the hands of Mongolian men, it can easily result in a human life, and I don't know how many times more powerful than their bone sticks and arrows.

In the midst of the cheers, Wan Yan Lou Room had a gloomy face, looking at this group of happy Mongols, and secretly questioned in his heart whether it was right or wrong for the old emperor to arm the Mongols.

In their bodies, Wanyan Lou saw the shadows of the Jurchen tribes who were oppressed by the Liao people at the beginning, and they were also the same poor, and they didn't take their blood and lives seriously.

The old emperor's practice of arming the Mongols made Wanyan Lou pay so much attention to them, but he was not completely afraid of these people.

But through this incident, he saw a reality, the shallow background of the Jurchens has begun to decline.

We Jurchens need these miscellaneous beards to strengthen their momentum, the founder of this overthrow of the glory of Daliao, the founding emperor of the Dajin Kingdom, has lost his spirit.

The Jurchen emperor already felt that he could not confront the Song people by relying on the Jurchens alone.

---

Looking down from Yanshan Mountain in Danzhou, it is the vast Yandi Plain, the land of Youyan. Beyond the swallow land, it is a flower and mountain that makes countless grassland aliens salivate!

From the basin of the ancient Yellow River, the descendants of the rising Yan and Huang lineages have cultivated and passed on, and the Han family has stabilized the Han family inch by inch in this Youyan Great Wall.

Han Shizhong stood on top of Yan Mountain, overlooking the land of Danzhou, countless Song troops with red tasseled hats were coming to assemble in an endless stream, and the murderous aura was rising in the sky, and it was about to permeate.

In the area of Youyan, the transfer of troops from the Jin State became more and more frequent, and Yelu Yujian, who had been stationed here, and the Khitan servant army under his command also gathered in Yunnei.

It is rumored that Yelu Dashi, who has been defeated many times and fought for half his life, has abandoned the clan foundation and fled with some Khitans.

Today's Yunnei is a direct confrontation between Song and Jin, and it is not only that the Jurchens are constantly gathering in Yunnei, but even the Song army soldiers of Youyan are powerless to cross the Great Wall and spy on intelligence further north.

However, the empty and weak troops in the direction of Danzhou were no longer able to cross Yanshan to detect the movements there, so they could only hold on in the city.

Because the army was gathering to cut off the Jurchen supply line to Ulzhou, this was an order from the imperial court to Han Shizhong.

The other people from all walks of life received orders to transfer troops, but on their own side, they were also scolded.

Han Shizhong knew very well in his heart that his performance in Youyan had caused many people to be dissatisfied.

After Zong Ze came out, he fought thirteen battles in a row and defeated the Jurchen soldiers and horses. Although they are all concentrated superior forces and fight small groups of golden soldiers, it is enough to make his name spread all over the world.

Han Shizhong said bitterly in his heart, Zong Ze guarded the Yong Pass, his mother didn't border the Jin Kingdom at all, and he had himself in his way, he didn't go wherever he wanted.

Do I Han Shizhong? I also went to pursue the Jin soldiers, who will guard the Great Wall, who will guard Yanshan, and Danzhou will not be wanted?

Now that the opportunity has come, everyone wants to open up the formation and fight a fierce battle in the clouds, how can I Han Shizhong be absent.

This time, not only do I have to go, but I also want to be very brilliant, let the world know my ability, and let Shaozai set up a seat for me Han Wu in the Privy Council.

Han Shizhong's face was rude, but he was extremely thoughtful. Although the scolded dog was bloody, he led his troops westward only after arranging a frontal defensive line.

In this chess game in the world, talents gathered, heroes came one after another, and I don't know how many people have fallen and how many people have fallen into nirvana.

()