Chapter 443: Picking up the knife to Bianliang

The changes in Yizhou were the first to spread in the land of Youyan, and everyone tacitly chose to be silent.

According to the original deployment, each performs its own duties and guards its own passes and cities. As for the heart, they all cheered for Yang Lin, because according to the rumors and rumors coming out of Yizhou, the court did too much.

Originally, the disposition of the imperial court was a little cooling, and Yang Lin's operation magnified this kind of unkindness and stupidity more than a hundred times, and all the soldiers of Youyan became guilty of it.

They faced the strong enemy Jurchen, and they couldn't relax for a moment, and Yang Lin didn't take away Yizhou's soldiers and horses at the last moment, which seemed to them to be the conduct of a saint.

Shaozai acts, puts the country first, and puts it on other people, it is likely that you will not care about the flood of Youyan, and it is true that there will be more than one of the soldiers and horses in Yizhou to seize power. If that's really the case, Yizhou, which has been torn apart, will completely break Youyan's rock-solid three-way defense line.

The entire land of Youyan will be exposed to the range of the Jurchens' iron hooves to attack, and the Song army, which is fighting separately, will lose its safe supply line and fall into great danger. The Jurchens can also plunder and kill to their heart's content in the east of Youyan, and feed the war with war. In those places, a large number of refugees have now gathered, all of whom have migrated through the wilderness.

Yang Lin only took 10,000 light cavalry and went south along Hebei, and the latest news was that the Jurchen Tartars had arrived in Baima County, and this was already the news seven days ago. Seven days was enough time for the Jurchens to continue to go south, saying that they had arrived at Kaifeng Mansion, and Yang Lin was not surprised. Under the exaggerated appearance of the Great Song Dynasty, it was wrapped in this kind of ruined substance. The internal organs of this dynasty are already rotten, and even if I create a powerful border army like an iron fist for it, it will not help.

The prefectures and counties that were trampled by the Jurchen iron horses along the way were like locusts crossing the border, the corpses were raging in the wilderness, the stench was surrounded by flies, the burned houses, and the numb and sluggish surviving Han people all told the cruelty of the Jurchen Tartars.

The saddest thing is that after being captured, many people were driven to supply food and grass to the enemy, and became the husbands of the Jurchen army, and fought with the people of the same tribe in the south for the Jurchen torrent, and went to more harmful places.

Many generals sat on their horses, looking back, and only sighed long in their hearts.

These people are in Youyan, relying on the city fortress, and they can still fight with the main force of the Tartars, how did they get to the Central Plains, but this is the kind of scene. No wonder Shaozai said that there are traitors in the court, and it is impossible not to kill them.

Along the way, many thieves and thieves who took the opportunity to make trouble, burned and killed people everywhere, and plundered women, and the scene of purgatory after the troubled times made people even more indignant. Fortunately, many officials in Hebei did not dare to pursue the Jurchens, so they cleaned up the mess behind them, and the news of this era was passed on by people, and after the great change in Yizhou, no one was faster than Yang Lin and them went south, so the news has not yet reached here.

The arrival of Yang Shaozai was like a needle in the sea, and all the officials and forces wanted to get together and ask what to do.

Yang Lin didn't have time to take care of these things, so he immediately ordered that in troubled times, everyone who took advantage of the chaos to commit adultery, regardless of the size of the crime, would be beheaded on the spot.

Running wildly all the way, hundreds of miles in a few days and nights, the light cavalry behind Yang Lin was also exhausted.

After the Daimyo's Mansion, there were gradually scattered Jurchen soldiers and horses, and after a period of fighting, nearly 10,000 people approached the river to rest.

Yang Lin's guards don't even have the strength to take a good rest. Many people just flipped off their horses with knives, put on armor and pillows with spears on their shoulders and fell asleep.

The armor soldiers, covered in dust and blood and sweat, were in the dust and mud beside the road, or on the rocks, slumping to the ground in various postures, snoring loudly. The war horse under the crotch is also extremely tired, and in this autumn season when the grass is yellow and the horse is fat, it is also visible to the naked eye that there is a lack of fat. At this time, they all ran to the river and drank water in a hurry.

Lu Qian went up from the river next to him, filled a pot of water, and handed it to Yang Lin. Yang Lin's two legs seemed to have lost their intuition, and the flesh inside had been ground with blood, and after finally scarring, he was grinding away again when he rode a horse.

The dirty armor was worn on the body, and the stench could be smelled from a long distance, and there was a snoring sound from sitting on a large rock with his hand on his forehead.

"Shaozai, drink some water." Lu Qian asked softly.

Yang Lin shook his head, not realizing that he had fallen asleep just now, "What is the place in front?" ”

Lu Qian, these people, they didn't suffer anything when they were selling salt, and now they can still hold on, he raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and said, "It looks like a river." ”

"Don't fucking look like it, send someone to investigate."

Lu Qian looked around, shook his head and smiled: "My subordinates should go on their own." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Lin on the other side fell asleep with the kettle, and the clear water flowed out, Yang Lin just hugged the helmet and curled up.

Lu Qian stepped forward to cover him with a cloak, found his war horse, grabbed a piece of cake from his arms and broke it in half, chewed and ate half of it himself, and fed the other half in his hand.

After eating, he patted the horse's neck, turned over on the horse, and went to the front to explore the way.

The longitudinal horse traveled five or six miles, and came to a high hill, and Lu Qian had already determined that this was the area around the river. Suddenly, there was a shout of killing, which made Lu Qian quickly dismount and look down with his body bent.

Outside the riverside city, there is a battlefield of blood and fire, full of soldiers who charge into battle, shouting to kill the heavens, and everywhere are dead corpses lying in pools of blood that will never get up again.

Lu Qian hurriedly touched his waist and pulled out Yang Lin's clairvoyant mirror, only to see that it was a group of people who surrounded Linhe City on all sides, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

The Jurchens went south, and there were cities they broke everywhere, and there was a siege of the Song army here, and there must be doubts that the Jurchens were forced into the city by the Song army.

It seems that near Kaifeng Mansion, the soldiers and horses of the Great Song Dynasty have gradually become stronger, I don't know if it is the Beijing Camp Forbidden Army, if so, Shaozai only brought 10,000 people, but it will be big.

Thinking of this, Lu Qian was anxious, as the henchman of Yang Lin's henchmen, only he knew best what his 10,000 people were doing in Bianliang.

These Song soldiers fought bravely, charging decently, Linhe City was like a fallen leaf in the wind, and like a night boat in the lake, it was about to be captured.

With such combat power, the Beijing Camp Forbidden Army? Lu Qian couldn't help but be suspicious, he held the clairvoyant mirror and looked around, and suddenly felt an alarm, his ears moved, and a slight abnormal sound came!

Draw, roll, turn back!

The scene in front of him made Lu Qian's scalp tingle, and several strange people with branches and grass rings on their heads had slowly touched them. If you realize it later, you will be quietly killed from behind.

These men were short and thin, their faces covered in mud and unrecognizable when they lay on the ground.

A monster shouted in surprise: "Uncle Lu! ”

Lu Qian's heart moved, and he saw the little monster in front of him wipe a handful of mud on his face, and said with white teeth: "I, Yang Tianning." ”

Lu Qian was overjoyed, Yang Tianning put away the short blade that flashed with white light, and asked, "Uncle Lu and his father-in-law are inseparable, is it possible that his father-in-law has also returned, what about his father-in-law?" ”

"Shaozai is not far away, who is fighting Lin'an below?"

"Song Jiang, who else can there be, the other birdmen can't wait to pee their pants when they see the Jurchen."

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