The sky gradually darkened, and the military camp outside Sizhou City was still silent, patrolling and standing guard, but when the last ray of sunlight was not under the horizon, and the whole earth fell silent, Fang Qifo's Chinese army tent suddenly stirred, first a faint scream and shout drifted down the wind, and then a little fire was lit, it was a torch.

From the top of the city, the torches moved like a dragon.

Tian Yougong had lost the calmness and bearing of the overlord at this time, panicked and embarrassed.

In the face of the huge gap in strength, there is no chance left for this overlord in Qianzhong.

After Fang Qifo pacified the Yang clan of Banzhou, he led his troops to push flat and attacked the city of Sizhou in one go.

The last elite soldiers of the Tian clan, no more than 10,000 people, trembled and trembled in the city.

The soldiers and horses of the barbarian tribe under the city have added many cross-toed soldiers, most of them are black, thin and strong, dexterous and fierce, and natural warriors who will not retreat to fight to the death.

There is no shortage of such people among the various tribes in Qianzhong.

But gathering hundreds of thousands is not something that any tribe can do.

Especially these hundreds of thousands of people, it is even more rare to cooperate with the tacit understanding and prohibit the order.

Fang Qifo is in the southwest, and he is already an invincible famous general, and Yang Lin said that this battle is invincible.

Only the strength at hand is superior, and the strength on paper crushes the opponent, and Fang Qifo will definitely not overturn.

The defenders at the head of the city complained bitterly, and they didn't know why the other party was fine during the day, but at night they attacked the city like crazy.

Fortunately, Sizhou, as the old base camp of the Tian family, was built very strongly, and the surrounding cities were conquered one by one, and this place stood still.

Tian Yougong sent people to ask for surrender several times, but Fang Qifo refused, this is not the last moment, if they are surrendered, it will be difficult to deal with them again, otherwise, the Banzhou Yang family, who was finally appeased, will inevitably have doubts and may rebel.

It is necessary to completely annihilate the Tian clan and exterminate this emperor of Qianzhongtu, so as to deter the various Tusi in this place, and ensure the success of the land change and return to the stream in the future.

Tian Yougong held the city wall with his hand and loudly scolded his subordinates for shooting arrows and throwing wooden rolling stones.

"Retreat! The Song army retreated! ”

The cheers resounded through the city tower, and the Song army was slowly retreating, with swords and shields holding shields, guarding against arrows, covering the retreat of the soldiers behind the city.

Many Tian soldiers and horses hugged each other and cried bitterly, and they didn't expect that such a fierce siege would be repelled by themselves.

Looks like I'm going to get a good night's sleep tonight...

Only Tian Yougong felt that something was wrong, Song Jun did not show fatigue just now, but he was his own person on the city tower, and he was about to be unable to hold on.

These people are retreating...

Suddenly, his feet were crooked, his hat was covering his eyes, and he felt only that the sky was spinning and the walls were shaking.

In an instant, the rumbling cannon sounded, and the Dingfeng Department of the Thirty-six Tribes of the Wuman was best at digging holes.

Taking advantage of the darkness of night and the cover of the besieging Song army, they dug up the earth under the city and buried it full of explosives.

The flames rose into the sky, thick smoke billowed in, and many Tian defenders were choked to death.

On the wall of Sizhou, a large gap was exposed, which was more than ten feet long.

After Tian Yougong stood still, he wiped a handful of dust from his face, and under the smoke and fire, only his teeth were still white.

"I'm Tian, I'm dead..."

After finishing speaking, Tian Yougong squatted on the city tower and couldn't stand up anymore.

The smoke cleared, a golden drum sounded, and countless soldiers and horses rushed to the city gate.

Fang Qifo was in the middle of the army formation, without the slightest joy, his face was as calm as water.

Any celebration is a crime without complete victory.

"Deng Wu, light cavalry surrounds the surrounding city gates, but there are those who want to leave the city tonight, they will be killed!"

The Tian family has been in operation in Qianzhong for 500 years, and the whale has swallowed a lot of land, and there are more and more people under his rule.

In Qianzhong, he is undoubtedly powerful, but this kind of strength is not worth mentioning in the Great Song Dynasty.

Even the whole territory of Guizhou, in the Great Song Dynasty, is also the most barren and sparsely populated region.

It is inaccessible, the roads are blocked, and the economy is slow.

The only advantage is also that the terrain is dangerous, and the local soldiers and horses are good at mountain warfare, but the Song army that came to conquer is also the 36 Wuman tribes living in the high mountains of Dali, and their advantage is gone.

The army entered Sizhou City and soon broke through the city gate, and Tian's soldiers and horses began to scatter and flee.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the turmoil in the city gradually subsided, and the Tian mansion occupied most of the city in Sizhou, and now it was surrounded by water.

In a pit at the door, fallen leaves were piled up, and suddenly a barbarian threw the javelin in his hand, and when he passed, he pulled out the gun, and there was a fat mouse stuck in it, which was already dead.

"Fang Shuai said, you can't even let a mouse out, keep an eye on me!"

On the avenue outside the city gate, Fang Qifo led people and slowly entered the city.

On both sides are the soldiers and horses of the Song army, the bloody atmosphere in the city is rich, Fang Qi Buddha does not squint, pulls the reins of the horse, and slowly advances.

Today is the first day of the fifth month of the fourth year of Xuanhe of the Great Song Dynasty, and one month and twenty days have passed since the day of the army.

The goal of quelling the rebellion in two months has been accomplished, and the next step is to rectify Qianzhong.

It can be said that this is the center of the Tusi system, and the families and tribes that were made Tusi by Yang Shaozai are all over Guizhou, with the Tian clan being the largest.

The rebellion has been quelled, and the bloodshed and carnage in the southwest has only just begun.

The purpose of this time is to change the land and return to the river, and the end of the war does not mean the arrival of peace, and the following days will not be easy at all.

Fang Qifo knew that his mission was to turn the slaves who had lived for thousands of years on this vast mountain land into the people of the Great Song Dynasty.

Deng Wu rushed over, clasped his fists on the horse, and said, "Fang Shuai, Tian Yougong's eldest son Tian Ruduan wanted to escape last night, but he has been captured. ”

Liu Chengzhi, who came from the front, also hugged his fists and said: "The rest of the Tian family and others have been captured and are now detained in Tianfu. ”

Fang Qifo sighed and said, "The Tian family bewitched the local people, plotted rebellion, and slaughtered the prefectures and counties, the crime is unforgivable, and the clan will be punished!" ”

Three days later, a platform was set up to commemorate the brothers who died in the war and the people of Yangzhou who were slaughtered. Gather Sizhou residents to watch Tian's ambush. ”

Fang Qifo's order quickly spread in Sizhou, and everyone couldn't believe it.

In the past, the Tian family, who was high up on the top, knelt untimely when passing by, or dared to look up at them, they would be gouged out of their eyes, and there were times when they were exterminated.

In the past few hundred years, I have only seen them exterminate other people's clans, and I have never seen them being pressed to the ground and beheaded.

Under the rule of Tusi, that's it, he was born into three, six, nine and so on.

No matter how talented an ordinary person is, he is only a slave of the Tian family, and no matter how inferior the Tian family is, he is still the master.

Handsome women are favored by them, whether they are married to women or young, they will not escape the poison.

When their car passed by, everyone had to kneel on both sides, and if they got in the way, they would be whipped, and if they were in a bad mood, they would be killed on the spot, and no one would dare to look at them.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the open space in Sizhou was crowded.

Soon, more than 300 members of the Tian family were escorted to the execution ground.

The people erupted in exclamation, many of them had weakened their knees, and some even knelt down.

These Tian family members, everyone has lost their former look, their faces are pale, and their eyes are blank.

Their legs trembled, and some people were simply dragged forward.

The executioners in charge of the execution were all bare-armed, holding a large knife in their arms.

The men and women of the Tian family, old and young, more than 300 people, and a group of 10 people, were escorted to the guillotine in turn, pouting their buttocks and stretching their necks.

Tian Ruduan's arrogant expression no longer existed, and his cold face was full of horror.

A string of disgusting snot, hanging under the head, tears rolling down.

A gong sounded, and the heads of the ten descendants of Tian Yougong, Tian Ruduan, and other descendants of the descendants fell to the ground.

There was another exclamation in the crowd, converging into a huge sound that echoed in Sizhou.

Next, the second batch... Thirtieth batch.

The onlookers, who were already numb, suddenly didn't know who picked the head, and the crowd erupted into cheers.

People roared hoarsely, raised their hands and hugged each other.

At this moment, many people feel relaxed, and the mountain that has been pressing on their heads is gone...

Zhaodefang, study.

Yang Lin didn't know anything about the conquest in the far west, and he had no interest in it.

Although his intelligence system is very powerful, due to the current transportation conditions, there is no intelligence team in the distant Western Continent.

Although Yelu Dashi was thinking about the battlefield in the east, Yang Lin didn't care much about the west, which was now a wild land.

Now that the temperature is gradually warming, the war is about to break out, and the walls in the study are also full of terrain maps of terracotta and horses.

This time period, in the history of later generations, was an important watershed.

Because of the incompetence of Zhao Song, the Central Plains was lost, and then the Jiangnan was gradually lost, so that the entire land of Shenzhou was reduced to a bloody state.

It was not until 300 years later, when Emperor Hongwu expelled the Tatars and recovered China, that the Han finally recaptured the place where their ancestors were buried.

During these three hundred years, countless magnificent palaces were occupied by barbarians;

Hundreds of millions of children of the Han family became slaves of the barbarians;

Hu Feng crossed to the south, the blade added to the neck, and the humiliation was so humiliating.

Now that there is a chance to turn the tide in a war, there is really no room for the slightest mistake.

In Bianliang today, the weather is already a little hot, and the windows on both sides of the study are all open.

Yang Lin was wearing a sweatshirt, and there were also Gao Shan, Zhang Shuye and Bai Shizhong in the hall.

Yang Lin rubbed his eyes, picked up a long strip in his hand, and suddenly remembered that this was used to increase the interest and whip the delicate beauty, and he couldn't help but feel a little weak.

He glanced at it, and there were no unusual eyes present, and he couldn't help but settle down a little.

Seeing Yang Lin continue to speak, Gao Shan, who pretended to be nothing, breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said that it was so dangerous that Shaozai didn't see it, I can see it...

Pointing to a high ridge on the sand table, Yang Lin said in a condensed voice: "This is Songziling, Han Shizhong's department, and now stationed here." Then he pointed to the west and said, "This is Ma Yu Mountain, where Zong Ze's headquarters are." ”

"Yao Pingzhong is in this place, and the Liao people call it Xinghua. Wang Yu and Wu Jue are still holding on to the Baiyu River, and this is the current situation of our army. ”

Zhang Shuye took over the conversation and said, "And the main force of the Jin soldiers is repairing in the Huanglong Mansion, and the periphery is the fortification of the generalissimo Wanyan Lou of the West Road, who has just been canonized by their emperor. ”

When Yang Lin heard this, he couldn't help but scold: "Damn, it's this Wanyan Lou room again, when the decisive battle is due, this person is the first difficult bone to gnaw." ”

Gao Shant also nodded and said: "That's right, I'm waiting for a big plan, it's bad in the hands of this person several times or three times, if you want to kill Ah Guda, you must first annihilate Lou Room." ”

Yao Pingzhong of the Great Song Dynasty and Wanyan Lou of the Jin State were two generals who made the hostile side grit their teeth when they mentioned it.

Without the two of them, the war would have been a very different place today.

At the beginning, Ah Guda besieged Yunnei, and Lou Room guarded the Sanggan River, making it difficult for Han Shizhong, Wang Yu, and Zong Ze to support Yunnei, and Yao Pingzhong had to fight alone, so that the Song army missed a great opportunity to recover Yunnei's heavy damage to Jurchen.

And Yelu Dashi fled westward, and opened the city gate very immorally, allowing the Jurchens to break through the city. In Datong City, it was Yao Pingzhong who insisted on not retreating, and fought in the streets until reinforcements arrived, otherwise Yunnei would have been occupied by the Jurchens.

Uncle Zhang said with a smile: "From the sand table, it can be clearly seen that we are surrounded by the Jurchens on three sides, and only the east is the sea. No matter how strong the Wanyan Lou room is, under the general trend, it will inevitably be crushed into powder.

The front-line fierce generals are like clouds, and the elite soldiers are like rain, but in fact, they are already the peak of the Han family's military equipment. In today's war situation, there is a lack of a commander who sits in charge of the Chinese army and commands it all. ”

As soon as his words fell, everyone looked at Yang Lin, and the meaning in their eyes was self-evident.

Yang Lin scratched his forehead and felt a little headache, he was really born to work hard.

It's just that this matter can't be handed over to others to do, and I can't say that I have to bite the bullet and go to Guanwai again.

There was a hint of something else in the eyes of the three people present, everyone knew that Yang Shaozai was gone, and after he came back, he would be in a yellow robe.

Once a son of heaven and a courtier, these people are the new ministers of that dynasty...

From the dragon's work, rest with the country, and the glory and favor are unlimited.

Yang Lin knew that this hard work was inevitable, and he no longer inked, put down the boiled rattan in his hand, and smoked the rattan that only sounded on his body, and said: "After I go, everything in the court and the central government should not be changed easily." The heavy burden of money and food is still the top priority, and it is needed for the war in the southwest, and it can also be slowed down. The strength of the whole country should give priority to the decisive battle of the northern captives. ”

Bai Shizhong, as the chief prime minister, hurriedly bowed his head lightly and said: "Don't worry, Shaozai, we will be conscientious and conscientious to make supplies for Shaozai." ”

"It's best to provoke the Liao people in Jin to make a rebellion, I think it's necessary to form a nominal Liao army, find a few clans surnamed Yelu, and support them to be puppets."

When Gao Shane heard this, he sighed: "The Liao clan fled and died, and they searched for the hidden swallows in the clouds, I'm afraid it's good to be in the Khitan clan." For the sake of today's plan, there is only one to fabricate. ”

Yang Lin nodded and said: "Let Song Jiang come to this matter, he is the best, and Song Jiang has already arrived in the grassland." Last time, Hua Rong pretended to be a prince of Khotan, and it is said that he has a good appearance, but this time he simply didn't bother the two masters, and let him pretend to be the son of Yelu Yanxi. ”