The Great Song Dynasty Jiading was in August and autumn of the fifth year.

Lin Xi shook his fingers and staggered down the streets of Dinghai, humming a little song in his mouth. Beside him, five or six sailor sergeants' children followed with their eyes, and when they saw that he was unstable, they wanted to reach out to help him if they were more active, but he pushed him away.

"Although the head of this sect has drunk two more glasses, he is not drunk enough to ask someone to help him!" He shook his head and smiled at a few people: "I know your thoughts, rest assured, it's wrapped up in me!" ”

He is twenty-seven years old this year, not very old, and he is considered a small among the leaders of the Coastal Control Division and the Naval Army. His father died in battle during the Northern Expedition, and his mother died early, so he was the only one in the family, and he had no other hobbies except for two glasses of wine. Today is not the case, colleagues together in Dinghai's best restaurant Guanhailou set up a banquet for him, although he has not come to Guanhailou in the past few months, but today is the most enjoyable to eat. Not for him, but for the eyes of those colleagues in the past, which made him sulk greatly.

"I still need a lot of support from Uncle Lin." The well-behaved and talkative man grinned.

In the past, they were better called Sect Leader Lin, and those who were closer were called Brother Lin, but now they have been promoted to a generation and become Uncle Lin. Lin Xi nodded at the kid with a smile, and then shook his head: "You, if you go to Hanging Island, you will still only play this trick, and it will cost me face." ”

Although it was a rebuke, there was not much anger in it, and there was something beautiful in his heart. Thinking of the hospitable old housekeeper Zhao on the island, he was secretly glad in his heart that he had met a nobleman.

Because of the inconvenience of his legs and feet, it was not Hu Ke himself who accompanied Zhao Xi to see him, but their grandson Hu You. This young man is a bit old-fashioned, and his name is a little strange, but Lin Xi heard Hu Yichen say that he and himself generally want to travel across the ocean by boat, so they are quite close. After learning Zhao Xi's intentions, he was even more happy, except for those who had a small official position like him and had no burden, none of the rest of the families were not living a miserable life. Those who have children in the family have to do some businessmen and sellers, and now some people are willing to recruit them, which is to find a way out for many colleagues in the army, and it will also greatly help his own future. Therefore, he agreed, and went back to the camp to talk to a few colleagues who got along on weekdays, and the expressions of those colleagues made him want to laugh, and he was almost called Grandpa Lin.

is not compatible with him, and now he has to greet him with a smile.

"I'm talking about this ugly thing in front of me, it's okay for you to go to the Hanging Island, but you have to obey people's orders when you get there." Thinking of Zhao Xi's explanation, he said to a few teenagers beside him: "Over there, you will be fed and lived, the salary is very good, and it was directly given to your parents, if anyone is driven back because of stubbornness, just wait for your father to greet you with the boss's ear scraper!" ”

"Although Uncle Lin can rest assured, even if he loses my father's face, he can't lose Uncle Lin's favor!" The young man slapped his chest thumping, and his eyes were full of longing: Listen to what Uncle Lin said, the island eats meat every seven days, there are fish and shrimp on the beach every day, and the rice is even full, although the salary is not visible to his family, but his parents can always see it, such a good thing, if Uncle Lin is not familiar with the owner of the boat farm, which round will get them!

"If you miss your father, you will have two days off every three months." Lin Xi hiccuped and patted a young man beside him on the shoulder: "On weekdays, your father patrols, and he will also go around the hanging island!" ”

"I'm not an unweaned kid, how can I miss my father!" The kid who was patted on the shoulder by him immediately blushed and his neck was thick: "Uncle Lin looks down on people!" ”

"Silly boy, it's common sense to think about your father, what's so embarrassing, I don't dare to admit it! If it's like your Uncle Lin, even if you miss your father and mother, you won't be able to see it......" Lin Xi's voice lowered, and then smiled self-deprecatingly, he said that he had never been drunk, but his mouth couldn't hold back, so he said something: "You see, one day, your Uncle Lin will take a big boat to cross the East China Sea to find the place where the immortals live!" ”

"On that day, we will get on Uncle Lin's ship and be a sailor for Uncle Lin!" The extremely well-behaved young man laughed and joked.

In August of the first year of Dajin Chongqing, the seventh year of Genghis Khan of Mongolia, the city of Dajin Xijing (Note 1) was full of autumn wind, and the grass and trees were withered and yellow.

Although it is only August, just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, this place close to Mobei is still cold. The big golden banner on the head of the city hunted in the wind, making people panic and difficult to calm down.

Dajin Zuo Deputy Marshal and Xijing Left Behind to Wipe Twist Loyal Round the city, although he knew that his actions would not only not help, but would make his soldiers more panicked, but he could not control himself.

"Marshal, it's windy in the city, let's go home!" The pro-soldier persuaded him.

"Homecoming...... No, it's still in the city...... "Wipe out the loyalty and have no opinion, just about to agree and remember that he has only been on the city for less than half an hour. He looked into the distance hatefully, but still didn't see what he wanted.

"Damn it!" He cursed loudly, trying to calm himself down, but to no avail. Seeing that the soldiers near the left were also uneasy, he wanted to scold, but swallowed back the words that came to his mouth. Now is not the time to be powerful, the soldiers have been working very hard these days, and their own family is still so flustered as a deputy marshal and a guard in Xijing, not to mention these pawns.

Mo Twist Zhong thinks that he is a loyal and upright minister, and he has always been diligent in government, and has always admired the Han humanities and regulations, and admired Xie An, the name of the Kuangfu Sima clan, and he also wanted to learn his quiet demeanor in the face of strong enemies. However, this kind of celebrity style is not something that can be learned if you want to, and when you compare your current panicked appearance with Xie An in the historical books, he feels that his face is hateful.

"Take ...... Take the chess! Thinking of this, he tried to calm his mind and said to one of the guards.

The guard was visibly stunned, wondering why he had made such a request, and when he saw that his beard seemed to be about to have a seizure, he hurried down to the city. After the game of Go was brought in, he sat down and called a Han staff member who was trembling with his legs to talk. Neither of them was on the chessboard, so they were full of missed moves, wiping out all their loyalty, and even put a few moves in a row, and he didn't even notice it.

Like Xie An, he was waiting for news of the victory.

It has been several months since the Hu people invaded the south again, and they have been invading near Xijing, and some time ago I heard that the Dajin Marshal Zuo Dujian Ao Tunxiang led his division to help, and the Hu people around Xijing disappeared. Mo Twist knew that the Hu people must be attacking Otunxiang, and specially sent an envoy to call the police, hoping that Otunxiang could defeat the Hu people and relieve the siege of Xijing. But until now, he has not waited for any reply.

Although he had no intention of playing chess, it was just this action that somewhat reassured the hearts of the soldiers. The soldiers defending the city thought that he was confident, and the look of panic and anxiety disappeared.

"Marshal, here, here!" Before a game of chess was finished, a soldier exclaimed.

"That's ...... That's ......" he stood up with all his loyalty, completely forgetting his celebrity demeanor, and when he saw the rolling dust, his heart beat wildly, hoping that it was the reinforcements of Otunxiang.

However, he was disappointed, and it was the Mongols who came.

Before he could understand the fate of Otunxiang's army, the Mongols began to attack. The Mongols were led by the heads thrown into the city with stone-throwing tools, which had just been cut off and were still bleeding, spreading terror into the city. A head fell not far in front of the body of the deputy marshal, and the deputy marshal was on the verge of turning and fleeing.

"It's Marshal Otunxiang's man...... Marshal Otunxiang is defeated, and I don't have any more reinforcements! ”

Even the person who reacts slowly knows who these heads originally belonged to, and the rumors quickly spread throughout Xijing like wings, and the walls of Xijing City are still strong, but this person's heart has collapsed.

Temujin stood in his phalanx, squinting at the changes in the walls. He had spent too much time for the fortified city, having defeated two Jin reinforcements along the way, and now, the city was like a lamb that had been slaughtered and cooked, waiting for him to stretch out his sword.

After years of conquest, he had an unusually keen sense of smell on the battlefield, and from the banners at the head of the city and the figures swaying behind the battlements, he could judge that this city had lost its fighting spirit.

Temujin did not feel bored because his opponent had lost the will to resist, on the contrary, he was more eager to slaughter and rob opponents who had no ability to resist. He flicked his whip and looked back at the warriors of his confidants, each of whom was waiting for his orders, and from the eyes of the warriors he saw blood, gold, silver, and beauty.

"Immortal Heaven!" He shouted, then snapped his horse.

"Immortal Heaven!" All the warriors under his command, whether they had been Khitans, Jurchens, or Uighurs, now shouted like the Mongols.

Temujin shook his horsewhip suddenly: "There was gold and silver in that city, silk and women—their skin was finer than the finest porcelain, softer than the finest satin!" ”

His warriors were panting at these words, and their eyes were red. Temujin smiled a little more on his face, and his voice became louder: "They are guarded by a group of cowards, who cannot ride horses or hold swords, and whose bows and arrows cannot even shoot sparrows. Such cowards, can they have wealth and women? ”

"Can't, can't, can't!" The cry was earth-shattering.

"Go, take their wealth and their women!" Temujin's whip finally fell, and his words were not loud, but his warriors seemed to be heard by everyone. Wealth and women stimulated these people into fierce beasts, and they screamed and rushed towards Xijing City.

Temujin was also mixed in with the beasts, and whether he wanted it or not, he and his guards joined in the restless frenzy of looting, which he succeeded in stirring up, but also lost himself in it.

On the Xijing City, Mo Twist is thinking about how to get out.

Learning from Xie An's mind of quietly turning the tide, he has long been thrown out of the clouds, and the only thing he thinks about now is how to live. However, he finally has his senses, knowing that in this situation, Kaicheng and escaping is a dead end, and only by holding on to it can he have a glimmer of life by fortifying the city. After repelling this attack from the Mongols, he was able to find an opportunity to leave.

"Shoot the arrows, release the arrows!" He roared wildly, urging every Jin soldier he could see to shoot all the arrows that had accumulated in the city. Although this aimless scattering did not hinder the Mongol attack at all, it could at least embolden him.

A panicked soldier drew his bow to the fullest of his head, and without aiming or anything, he shot an arrow into the air. He was so strong that he wielded a strong bow, and the arrow flew higher than the rest of the arrows, and swooped down farther.

Temujin, who was mixed with the crowd, laughed loudly, and the arrows shot down from the city were either light and soft, or they were inaccurate, and it was impossible to stop the warriors under his tent!

At this moment, however, the arrow that had flown furthest swooped down, cunningly avoiding his armor, nailing through the gap in his armor and piercing into his body. Temujin's laughter abruptly stopped, and he looked at his arrow in disbelief, and then at the city.

There was an exclamation from the guards, and seven or eight hands reached out to him, and Temujin pushed them away, wanting to order the attack to continue, but the pain made him dizzy and almost unconscious.

"It's a pity...... You can take down Xijing in one breath...... Now we have to wait for the next time! He thought to himself, and then lost consciousness.

An inadvertent arrow delays the demise of a city (Note 2).

Autumn 1212, Cairo, Egypt.

Duncan Polo looked triumphantly at the infidel in front of him and patted his pocket: "See, it's all the best goods, every girl is a virgin, every boy is smart and cute, as long as you give money, then they are all yours!" ”

"Your Bible says that it is more difficult for a rich man to go to heaven than for a camel to go through the eye of a needle." The ugly-faced heretic shook his head: "Could it be that gold is so wonderful that it can make you abandon your faith?" ”

"It was not me who abandoned my faith first, but the nobles who deceived them!" Duncan Polo shrugged his shoulders and pointed behind him, followed by dozens of shivering children. They were yellow-skinned, ragged, and stared at them with frightened expressions, and when they saw the infidels glaring at them, they looked away in fear.

In their young minds, they don't understand what's going on.

"This is your crusade...... Allah willing, although we have no Saladin, you have no lion spirit check! "One of the pagans has a word.

"Richard has been dead for ten years, and now the ruler of England is John, the landless king, the coward who robbed his nephew of the throne!" As a merchant from Venice, Duncan prides himself on being well-informed, so he laughs at him: "You idiots, of course you don't know what he's up to......

When the infidels surrounded him, he realized that something was wrong: "Wait, what are you doing here?" ”

"Just as you deceived these poor child crusaders, so I deceived you." The infidel who had dealt with him sneered: "You sold them to me as slaves, but I have a better way of not paying, I will sell you to the far East, for example, China in the East?" ”

Note 1: After the stabilization of the Jin regime, there were five capital systems: Shangjing Huining Mansion, Beijing Dading Mansion, Xijing Datong Mansion, Tokyo Liaoyang Mansion, and Nanjing Kaifeng Mansion - thank you 3838338a

Note 2: It is a historical fact that Temujin was shot and retreated under the city of Datong.