Chapter 379: The Warrior of the Kingdom is unequaled

The wolf smoke was everywhere, and the land of Youyan was full of war, and the already dull sky was even more desolate.

A gentle spring rain did not extinguish the fires everywhere, but instead filled the air with an unpleasant smell.

Through the morning mist, the corpses can be vaguely seen everywhere, and after a fierce battle last night, the Jurchens have already swept most of the outer Khitan soldiers and horses.

Standing on the tower of Yanjing City, Yelu Dashi's eyebrows were covered with dew, and looking through the morning mist, he saw that a Jurchen vanguard army of more than 100 horsemen had come to Yanjing City.

Each of them had a bag full of bags around his waist, and the tail feathers of the arrowheads were covered with dew.

The rain washed away every nail leaf, and the cold air that penetrated into the hearts of people in the early morning flashed... The Jurchens are here, and the soldiers are coming to Yanjing in one day!

Faster than anyone could have imagined, they swept away the outer defenses, and the Khitan defenders in the city all watched nervously at the Jurchen Tartars under the city.

Because the Liao Emperor's personal conquest was too miserable, many of the Liao soldiers who fled had never seen the Jurchens, but passed them on as demons and monsters.

It is said that the Jurchens have strong and strong bodies, all of them are dressed in animal skins, and all of them are fierce gods, and their blades cannot be injured, and they can still sleep in bloody battles. Even the crotch mount is a fierce beast. Hundreds of thousands of elite main forces of the Great Liao Empire, under the leadership of Emperor Liao, were swept away by thousands of Jurchens!

Someone couldn't help but tremble and shot out the bow and arrow that was drawn and aimed, which was already beyond the range of the Khitan soldiers, and the Jurchens under the city laughed arrogantly.

One of them, a stout beast-armored tartar, drew his bow and bent it, and the arrows that shot out of them grazed the side of the great stone of Jerod and struck at the stake on the city, and the arrows were nailed into the wood for three minutes, and the end of the arrow was still buzzing.

The Jurchens shouted proudly, saying some vulgar Jurchen slang, which was nothing more than mocking the Khitan soldiers' arm strength and inability to hold a hard bow.

Yelu Dashi had already felt a gust of wind, the tip of his nose trembled slightly because of anger, his eyes were fixed, and he stretched out his hand and said, "Bring the bow." ”

Immediately, a soldier handed over his hard bow, and Yelu Dashi bent his bow and drew his arrows in one go, shooting directly at the Jurchen Tartar who had just shot the arrow.

The Jurchens were defenseless, were shot in the arm by him, and fell off their horses. The other Jurchens hurriedly stepped forward and escorted him back to the rear, and a tsunami of cheers erupted from the city tower.

Yelu Dashi is the champion of the Khitan civil and military double disciplines, and he can open a hard bow, but he himself does not have much color.

He is a rare good player on the Khitan side, but the Jurchen Tartar just now is obviously an ordinary pioneer. The dew on the brim of the hat condensed, dripping onto the cold light iron armor, and the coolness enveloped the entire Youyan sky.

On the city tower of the Khitan, there may not be many people whose archery skills can surpass the ordinary Jurchen Tartars just now. It is said that the Jurchens are good at fighting, and when they see it today, they really live up to their reputation, and their only reliance is on this strong city wall.

The light cavalry vanguard of the Jurchens retreated, followed by the Jurchen army. They began to drive countless people outside Yanjing City and build camps.

A sigh came, and Yelu Dashi frowned after hearing this, and just wanted to turn around and scold, but saw that it was Yelu Chun who came. Yelu Dashi hugged his fists and said: "King Yan, there are countless Tartars under this city now, don't be careless if the arrows have no eyes." ”

Yeluchun smiled bitterly and said: "This king has also been on the battlefield to fight, how can I not have the courage at all, you see that these golden people are so arrogant that they actually camp under our noses." Alas, it's all our children and grandchildren. How majestic the Great Liao was at the beginning, the Jurchens were just our slaves, and the Song people had to pay to buy us not to go south. Now the Song people are building a city under our noses, and the Jin people are camping under our eyes. The descendants of Yelu Abaoji can only stay in the city and watch! ”

In a few words, Yelu Dashi's heart seemed to have a boulder falling, and a depression with nowhere to vent made his heart seem to explode.

Yeluchun broke the feather arrow shot by the Jurchens on the pillar, threw it to the ground, and said sharply: "That Song people have the most flowers and intestines, and this king is not as good as he wants, so what does it matter if we use our lives to pay tribute to the glory of our ancestors?" I have made up my mind, and I swear not to reduce the gold or return to the Song Dynasty, and I will fight until the king himself dies in battle. ”

Yelu Dashi was a little surprised, looked at Yelu Chun, and suddenly had a trace of respect. But when I think of what he said, if it is really a bloody battle here, it will be in ashes.

Moved to be moved, Yelu Dashi did not feel like a confidant, his heart was entangled, and it was only at this time that he saw clearly that Yelu Chun was a hero, and Yelu Dashi was a hero... The hero will not bend rather than bend.

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The drums of the generals were only beating dullly in the camp. Dozens of guards of the Banzai battalion stood on both sides with their swords straight, not moving.

Yang Lin was silent in front of the sand table, quietly waiting for his generals to gather.

The full camp of Song troops, after learning that the marshal had returned, all rushed to the tent. Jin Liao has already fought in Youyan, and this land is nominally the land of the Great Song Dynasty.

Letting others fight on their own land is a helpless move for a weak and small state, and it is not what a strong country like the Great Song Dynasty should have.

One by one, the generals entered the tent, and they all looked at Yang Lin, waiting for the order.

When the people were almost here, Han Shizhong glanced at Yang Lin, who gave him a look, Han Shizhong stepped forward with a thin bamboo pole, pointed to Yanjing in Shapan Mountain and said: "Around Yanjing, up to the area of the Gaoliang River, there is a flat river, and there is no danger to defend." On the contrary, to the north, relying on Yanshan, there are countless Great Wall passes standing in the meantime, and now these places have all been returned to the Jin people. The Jurchen forces are just outside these passes, and they are full of Youyan.

In Yunzhou Datong Mansion, there are still more than 100,000 Jin soldiers who are fighting with Yelu Yanxi. This is our opportunity, there will be no Jurchen soldiers to continue to go south in the short term, and there is absolutely no possibility of increasing the strength of the Liao people, this Khitan army is no longer allowed in the Khitan court because of Yeluchun, and no Khitan people will come to Youyan at this time. ”

Yang Lin nodded and said, "Everyone, do you hear clearly?" The opportunity is here, Jin Liao is fighting, we are the profiteering fisherman. Yeluchun intends to fight Yanjing with the Khitan, and constantly shrinks his forces to Yanjing City, haha, the ten states of Youyan are already extremely empty, I am ready to send people to persuade them to surrender one by one, and your soldiers and horses must respond at any time. ”

The generals were stunned when they heard this, it turned out that it was not a war yet...

Han Shizhong agreed very much and asked, "Shaozai, the time has come, I don't know who to send to persuade you to surrender?" Now it's time to go, and I can't even eat soup when it's late. ”

Yang Lin looked outside the tent and said, "I have Gao Yanei, take Junzhou like a bag to get things, wait for him for half a day, and he will arrive immediately." ”