Outside Datong City, the Jurchen soldiers and horses gathered, and soon countless armor soldiers came out with each other's support.

From time to time, people look back and look back as if in a dream, and this city will surely become a nightmare for their lives, and often appear in future nightmares.

Killing, mutilation, dark arrows, pestilence, hunger, despair...

If there is a hell on earth, it may be the current Datong City.

The autumn wind blew, and the commanders of Song and Jin looked at each other from a distance, looking at this Datong city, and their moods were different.

What Yang Lin saw was the reconstruction that was about to be carried out after the devastation. Restore this Han family screen domain, and build it with good business, so that this north gate lock key protects the border from foreign attacks.

What Yan Agu thought about was that after bringing back Yelu Yanxi, he would extinguish the turmoil in the Jin Kingdom, gather for ten years to consolidate the foundation of the Jin Kingdom, and then go south in the coming day, but it would not be today's situation.

The Jurchen generals behind him, except for Zong Han and Lou Mu, who wanted to rely on the southern expedition to fight for greater power in the Jin country, everyone else was very happy.

After conquering such a large territory, but before he had time to enjoy it for a few days, the mansions of the Liao people, beauties and groups of slaves were waiting for him at home.

You must know that even ordinary Jurchen armor soldiers have been assigned more than a dozen slaves.

After all, there are too few Jurchens, and Da Liao is a behemoth, just like a bandit, who ransacked a local gentry and turned into a master, the happiness of the Liao nobles, they can't imagine it for the time being, they need to feel it slowly.

Yang Lin looked back, and the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty also had an impassioned look on their faces, Shaozai cherished the lives of the warriors, and did not let everyone continue to gamble in this plague-ridden land, and after recovering Yunnei, the sixteen states of Youyun that Shi Jingjiao ceded out were about to be in the hands of his own people, and they would completely return.

Yang Lin breathed a sigh of relief, everything has gains and losses, and he exchanged Yelu Yanxi for Yunnei, which now seems to be the least expensive and the most profitable.

But he also lost the opportunity to beat the Jurchen to death with a stick, and the chances of the two sides in this decisive battle were equal, and Wanyan Lou's room was like an iron lock across the river, blocking the Sanggan River, making it difficult for Han Shizhong and Zong Ze to advance an inch. Only this one person destroyed his strategy of encircling on three sides, and none of the soldiers and horses of the Eastern Route Army could reach the city of Datong. If it weren't for this, he might choose a more radical approach, and it would be better to fight the Jurchens in a long pain than a short time here.

After going back, I also have the confidence to raise the strength of Da Song to another level.

When the time comes, it is not impossible to raise troops for the Northern Expedition, go straight to Huanglong, and Yongjing Border Pass.

The Jurchens slowly retreated, and it was not until they could see that they could not see anyone, and a burst of cheers broke out in Datong City.

Yang Lin waved his hand lightly, and a few personal guards cavalry rode into the city, wanting to let all the soldiers out of the city.

The west gate controlled by the Song army slowly opened, and after a while, Yao Pingzhong slowly walked out with a group of people.

A group of Qin Long veterans, looking at the Western Army under their command, couldn't help but burst into tears.

These people's faces were covered with blood, and they could see that they had all tidied up their military robes, and they smelled the stench from afar.

The so-called heroes, especially on the battlefield, are nothing glamorous...

Behind every feat, there was a blur of flesh and blood, Yang Lin gently tugged on the reins, took a few steps forward, and suddenly pulled out his sword, pointing at the sky.

The soldiers behind him, unable to control it any longer, raised their swords one after another and cheered loudly. The blade refracted a dazzling light, and at this moment, the heavens and the earth were eclipsed.

The seed master was already in tears, listening to the earth-shaking cheers, and no longer cared about the demeanor of a Confucian general, like a rough soldier, he roared: "Brother, do you see, this is the Western Army." ”

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In Datong City, after all the soldiers and horses came out, the first to enter was no longer the soldiers.

Xu Shuwei led a group of people wearing linen yellow clothes and white cloth on their faces into the city in a group.

The bodies had to be burned, and the sick in the corners were gathered and isolated.

This is a scorched earth-like cloud, and it is more difficult to recover than Youyan, at least it will take half a month to control the epidemic alone.

The Song and Jin dynasties were one of the most plagued periods in history, which was related to the Jurchens' methods of warfare.

Wherever they went, they killed, drove the city to attack the city, and killed and wounded 100,000 at every turn.

A large number of corpses are not cleaned up in time, becoming a breeding ground for germs, and it is very likely that they will contaminate the nearby soil, water sources, food, etc. This background makes it possible for us to traditionally say that "a catastrophe is followed by a pandemic".

"In every fifty days, more than 900,000 people will die from all the gates, and there will be no number of those who are poor and cannot be buried."

The entire history of the Jin Dynasty is a history of plagues, and I don't know how many people died of infection.

So much so that the later Mongols destroyed Jin, and even engaged in biochemical warfare, throwing the corpses of people who died of the plague into the city with trebuchets, which was very lacking in morality.

In the camp outside the city, the medicinal soup had already been prepared, and after Yao Pingzhong's soldiers washed their bodies by the river, they burned all the old tattered armor.

Some people were reluctant, looking at the clothes and armor in the fire, and their faces were distressed.

Immediately, there were a few patrolling generals who scolded: "These things may be infected with the plague, but they are just some broken houses, what is there to feel sorry for." ”

Soon someone came over with supplies and asked them to line up to get new ones, and this group of soldiers with bare butts was able to come back to life.

Yang Lin at the top of the mountain, sitting on a stone, looked at the scene below, his face sinking like water.

I don't know when I will be able to completely clean up this piece of old land of the Han family, and from the point of view in front of me, Yunnei is completely broken.

Yelu Yanxi, Yelu Dashi, Wanyan Aguta... One by one, they came and went, and for several years, there were wars almost every day.

The people here are mixed with all ethnic groups, and how to manage them is also a big problem.

Simply included in Qinlong, or set up an independent province alone, the pros and cons are intertwined, which makes his head think big.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, followed by a loud voice: "Teacher, I never thought that I would be alive to see each other." ”

Yang Lin shook his head at this time, turned his head, and said with a smile: "Xiyan, this time we have fallen into the path of Yelu Dashi, I didn't expect this thief's heart to be as strong as iron, so decisive." ”

Da Liao took iron as the country name, and in the last years, only the indomitable Yelu Dashi like iron could retain a little blood of the Khitan. Yelu Abaoji has a spirit in the sky, I don't know what to think.

Throughout Yelu Dashi's life, whether it is in the history of later generations or now, he has been defeated and fought repeatedly. After Youyan's victory over Tong Guan, he was controlled by Xiao Gan, the king of Xi, and sat back and watched him split Youyan and eventually fall, and he escaped; He was once tied to a standing horse by the Jin people, used as a guide to fight Yunzhou, and later escaped from the Jin camp; He was also placed under house arrest by Yelu Yanxi, and finally fled by killing people alone.

In a dangerous situation, he escaped three or four times, and finally took more than 200 henchmen to establish a huge empire, known as Western Liao. The area of control stretched from Gaochang in the east to the Caspian Sea in the west, and became the hegemon of Central Asia.

Yao Pingzhong smiled and said, "Yelu Dashi... It's a pity. ”

Yang Lin patted the soil on his hands and said, "The old seed is dead, and his grandson Fuling will return to Weicheng, and he will be buried in the grave soon." The old man is a national hero, I can't help but go to incense, and you will be temporarily guarding here. ”

"Although the teacher can rest assured, Xiyan will live up to his trust."

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