In Bianliang City, people's hearts are floating.

The news that the Jurchen Tartars abandoned the Khitan court in Yunzhou and went straight to Youyan to start a war spread far and wide, and a ferocious barbarian who had just destroyed the huge Khitan was extending its fangs and claws to the Great Song Dynasty.

Zhao Ji immediately sent 200,000 soldiers of the Beijing Forbidden Army, which he relied on as the Dinghai Divine Needle, and was commanded by Cai You, who volunteered, to the border pass to help in the battle.

In the Ming Hall, Cai Jing's face was gloomy, and no one dared to step forward to touch his moldy head. Since the imperial court issued an order and Cai You swaggered to lead the troops north from the city gate, Cai Jing's face has not shown a smile.

What is the level of his son, how can he know better than being a father, and the situation in Hebei, Hedong, and Youyan is rarely seen as thoroughly as Cai Jing.

At this time, the situation in the north can be described as a black cloud pressing down on the city, the wind is strong, and he can't hide, so this idiot of his own family actually took the initiative to go.

The big waves wash the sand, the fire is gold, and the swallow is like a furnace, and under the wind and clouds is the stage of the strong and the graveyard of the weak. This eldest son of mine doesn't have the ability to go to that kind of place.

However, this rebel became more and more disobedient, and he was asked to go to Liang Shicheng at the beginning, but it was just to provide more protection and protect the wealth and glory of the Cai family. Who knew that Liang Shicheng, who was so promising, has gradually declined recently, if it is according to Cai Jing's thinking, of course, it is to squeeze out the last trace of value of Liang Shicheng and get out as soon as possible. His stupid son is so stupid that he still mixes with him every day, he is as stupid as a donkey.

At this time, Lan Congxi came over and made a look, Cai Jing immediately stood up, and the two of them paced together into the small courtyard outside the Ming Hall.

"Enxiang, there seems to be some movement in the court, Liang Shicheng's people are crazy to impeach Zhang Shangying, Wang Chaoli, Xu Zhichang, Bai Shizhong and others, all of whom are Yang Lin's cronies without exception. There are also many illegal deeds in the Detective Factory and the Imperial City Division, all of which have been dug up. The display of testimony and stacks of evidence seem to be conclusive. ”

Lan Congxi's words were somewhat gloating, Yang Lin was the new force of their faction at the beginning, and he almost overwhelmed Gao Dai when he was in the limelight, just like the number two person in the Cai Party. Who knew that he took advantage of the fact that Cai Jing's ancestral grave was planed by Fang La, and he returned to Hangzhou for more than a month, so he pulled the flag and did it alone. In the eyes of Cai Dang, he has always felt that he is suspected of being a traitor, and he is more or less hostile to Yang Lin.

It seems that only Cai Jing doesn't care, but in fact, Cai Jing is like a mirror in his heart, why does Yang Lin leave his big tree and set up another door. It's just that he's afraid of the suspicion of the officials, he can be regarded as having a thorough understanding of the minds of the officials, and the power of the prime minister has reached a certain point, which will definitely arouse the suspicion of the officials. If Yang Lin still follows him, or gets too close to him, the official family will definitely not use him so much. That Yang Wenyuan started a war against Han Zhongyan and formed his own party, and he also saw through this, not that he had anything to do with himself.

In the current situation, there was a storm in the DPRK and China, and Cai Jing's face was even darker at that time: "Nonsense! Even if there are any means, they have to be done before they can be used, the current situation in Youyan is so tense, it is all up to Yang Wenyuan to preside over the battle on the front line, and the DPRK and China will not do their best to support them to win this battle related to the fortunes of the country, but they will drag their feet, wouldn't it make the enemy applaud. ”

Lan Congxi was slightly surprised, he took a closer look at Cai Jing, he was indeed a little angry, and then said, "We... Is it to help Yang Lin delay? ”

This question made Cai Jingleng pause, and he was completely in a dilemma, he himself wanted to suppress Yang Lin. Liang Shicheng was born, and after Wang Huang's death, he was greatly injured and has not recovered. The only thing that can pose a threat to the DPRK and China is Yang Lin's party, which has an increasingly solid foundation. The scariest thing is that he is still young, too young.

After he retired from Zhishi, Cai's family or even his own subordinates, no one could compete with him.

At present, Liang Shicheng's offensive is obviously just an appetizer, he has been dominant in the temple for so many years, since he chooses to go to war, he must have a certain certainty, and it will not be just these trivial means.

Cai Jing kept weighing the pros and cons in his mind, he didn't know what Liang Shicheng's hole cards were, and he didn't know if Yang Wenyuan had countermeasures and means to fight back. How much can you profit from this dumping in the temple...

"Let's wait and see what happens."

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In Yizhou Mansion, Wanyan Zongwang personally went into battle, wearing only leather armor, and went to the shawl, and his bare arms were easy to fight.

The walled city in front of him was not big, and it was a little dilapidated, but it was also defended for three days under the violent attack of the Jurchens.

These three days were enough time for the Yizhou Song army to dispatch and rush to the aid of the siege. The strange thing is that there is still no half of the reinforcements coming, and the Song soldiers in the village are looking forward to it, and their eyes have gradually changed from hope to despair.

Ah Gu gave a death order, this village must be slaughtered clean, even if this walled city has been beaten and dilapidated, but after Yang Lin came, he prepared in advance, and these military villages set up are still strong and tall enough. There are huge crossbow machines on the wall, and although the mountain road next to it can barely pass through the military horses, it is still very difficult to deploy the siege equipment.

Wanyan Xiyin waved his hand, and from the Jurchen camp, the sound of opening the bow and pulling the strings was loud, and it would make a lot of movement together. The rain of arrows suppressed the Song army's defense for a while, and countless Jurchen Tartars were rushing to the wall with red eyes. Wanyan Zongwang drew his sword and drained his blood, and shouted: "Let it go!" ”

Wu Jue, the guard of the village, was hit by an arrow in the shoulder, and his face was covered with dust and blood, and he didn't look recognizable. He looked around, with some trepidation in his eyes, until behind a corpse, he saw his younger brother Wu Luan, who was dodging the rain of arrows and pulling arrows to fight back from time to time, that he showed a hint of a smile.

Wu Luan's head helmet didn't know when it fell off, Wu Jue took off his own, threw it over, crawled over on his prostriety, and said in his ear after getting closer: "Second brother, you can't hold it this time, you go and change into the armor of a small soldier, don't resist when the time comes, leave a trace of blood for our Wu family." Our brothers have received the great grace of Shaozai, and my brother and I should die in this village. ”

Wu Lan's eyebrows furrowed, and he was about to refute, when suddenly a horn sounded.

The suppressed Song army in the village suddenly had a big look in his eyes, and the color of surprise was beyond words.

In front of the Jurchen array, everyone looked at the southeast from afar, only to see a red stream on the horizon. The red tassels on the hats of the soldiers and horses of the Great Song Dynasty gathered together, like flames, accumulating into volcanoes.

Countless horns, whining. The flag is like the sea, the wind is fierce, the sword is like a forest, and the cold light is shining. The sea of people kept turning out from afar, covering the ground as far as the eye could see, and the dust was rolling on the ground.

Zong Wang hung his hands, stepped on the corpse mountain and looked into the distance, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled: "The main force of the southerners has come out!" ”