Hebei, because of its border with the Khitan, has always become a border barren place in the eyes of the officials of Bianliang.

It is precisely because they gave up this important land in the Central Plains that they will continue to plant giant trees on the fertile land, dig canals in front of the roads, and divert the Yellow River to make the land muddy to hinder the southward movement of the Khitan iron cavalry for a hundred years.

This series of jaw-dropping measures, while successfully preventing the Khitan from moving south, also pushed the people in Hebei into the water and fire.

Between the mountains, standing in the valley of the Hutuo River, you can also see the towering wall of Suning Zhaizhai and stand in it.

Before Tong Guan was killed, he had been stationed in Suning Village for a year, and was originally selected as the outpost of Tong Guan's invasion of Liao, and built a complete defense system, and the fort was readily available.

In the middle of the valley, a large group of knights rolled in, rolling up large clouds of smoke and dust in the valley. This Hutuo River, known as the Mutu River by the locals, is famous for its muddy and sandy, good chong, good silt, and good disciples, it can be said that this river single-handedly created the Hebei Plain, but because of the lack of morality and damage of the Great Song Dynasty, the indiscriminate digging of the "Mutu River" led to the continuous overflow and diversion of the middle and lower reaches, and also brought heavy disasters to the area through which it flowed.

Wanyan Xiyin burned and looted all the way, and finally killed in front of Suning Village, raised his eyes and looked up, and what he saw was still a peaceful scene. The 200,000 soldiers and horses of the Great Song Dynasty have not yet arrived, and what is even more strange is that the leaderless Beijing Camp Forbidden Army has thousands of generals, but no one has the idea of sending someone to the front to report the news of the Jurchen's southward movement.

Wanyan Xiyin swaggered south, and was forced into a surprise attack by this group of people, and every time it had a surprise effect.

Overlooking the Song army flag fluttering on the wall, there is a weak dance in the late summer in the east of the river. Some Jurchen Tartars with good eyesight can even see shadows on the wall, wearing the red military uniform of the Song army. One by one, sitting or standing, idle, lazy, like an old man napping in the afternoon.

On the wall, it seems that someone has also noticed the movement here. At last someone was alarmed, and ran around, shouting loudly, as if to inform him of the sudden arrival of a large army from the north.

Wanyan Xiyin laughed, he hadn't seen it for a long time, and the kind of pleasant feeling that he had when he started to fight Liao returned to him. The Jurchens had 20,000 soldiers and horses, overturning 700,000 Khitans, letting the Jurchens who were like a dream know how capable they were. But later, when they came to Yunzhou Mansion, the invincible Jurchen soldiers and horses were blocked by the Song army, which had always been known as the weak and sick brigade, and they did not take Yunzhou Mansion for three months.

On the land of Youyan, it is extremely difficult to fight, and the heroic who once advanced two hundred miles overnight was worn off by the Song army that was difficult to entangle in Yandi. Now, this feeling of pleasure is back, it turns out that the Song soldiers are really easier to fight than the Khitan, only those people at the border pass are just a group of outliers.

Wanyan Xiyin breathed a sigh of relief on the horse, pulled out his waist knife, there was still a trace of blood on it, and shouted loudly: "Take this village, slaughter the Guangnan people, and we will repair here for a day." ”

The Jurchens who went south fought too smoothly, it can be said that they were like a bamboo, and they were all exhausted when they killed here in one go. After listening to Yan Xiyin's words, several nearby generals licked their lips and rushed forward with cheers.

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The Song army of 200,000 people, marching separately, often crowded with each other and did not give in to each other, because there was no main general to press, these children and generals of the forbidden army family led their subordinates to fight in groups if they disagreed. They lived in Bianliang like a crane and a dog, drunk and dreaming of death, and they did not forget to be poor and particular on the march.

Sometimes they fight with each other, speak ill of each other, add fists and feet, and feel happy and hateful, which is very chic. didn't know that this was the current war, and in front of them was already a human purgatory with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

If it weren't for the fact that this was going to war, I am afraid that even the soldiers and horses under his command would have to be transferred. There was a lot of noise and procrastination along the way, and everyone was a little afraid of war, and they could drag on for a day, and they slowly got out of the Daimyo's Mansion.

When the news reached Yizhou City, the news of the battle in Hebei made Yang Lin and the generals around him all disbelief, scratching their eyebrows, Yang Lin said to the herald soldiers: "You mean, until now, Wanyan Xiyin is still going south?" ”

"Suning Village was lost, the Jin soldiers slaughtered the nearby soldiers and civilians, and our sentry reported that in the river valley, the mountains were all over the fields, all the Jurchen camps, and every night, it was a bonfire like a sea. During the day, you can see the Jurchen military horses galloping back and forth, plundering grain and straw in all directions. The corpses of the soldiers and civilians of Suning Village were abandoned in the river, and the floating corpses went down the river, dense and endless. ”

As soon as Yang Lin closed his eyes, this terrifying scene instantly appeared back and forth in his mind like a curtain.

"Where's Cai You?" asked weakly, as if he had drained all of Yang Lin's strength, making him sit on the handsome seat.

Several young generals hurriedly stepped forward, but Yang Lin stretched out his hand to push them away, cheered up, and sat up straight with his knees: "Don't tell me, Cai You's army is still in the Daimyo's Mansion." ”

"Shaozai... Cai You... He was still in the Daimyo's Mansion, and ordered his soldiers and horses to go to meet the battle, and the 200,000 troops in the capital camp marched for half a month, and they had not yet left the Daimyo's Mansion. ”

With a bang, Yang Lin kicked on the sand table, got up and walked around the sand table quickly. Finally found Suning Village, Yang Lin pointed here and said: "Now is not the time to be angry with this group of thieves, we have to find a way to plug the gap, and it is still a normal battle situation for the Jin people to go south and not be able to pass Hebei." Once approaching Kaifeng Mansion on Gyeonggi Road, we are all guilty of escaping, hmph, there are not many people in the court, secretly cheering for the Jurchens, waiting to kill me Yang Lin. And... That's the Jurchen, the ancient fierce and barbaric, not as brutal and bloodthirsty as the Jurchen, I really don't know how many people in Hebei will die. ”

Wu Lan clasped his fists and said: "Shaozai, the last general is willing to raise troops." ”

"It's too late." Yang Lin sighed: "The golden soldiers are all cavalry, one bird and two horses, and there is almost no loss in battle. I also saw that the Jurchen Tartars attacked the city as a way, captive the local people as cangtou, and then drive them to fill it with their lives, this trick has been tried and tested, and Da Liao died under this trick. They were helpless, because we moved the people and took the policy of clearing the wilderness. At this moment, Youyan no longer has enough raw words to be driven by the Jurchen plunder. Even if some of them are plundered, they still have to work in the battalion. So we are in Youyan and have not lost a military state.

But Hebei is different, Cai You definitely didn't do what I said, and now he must be ruined and mourned. In this way, the Jurchen Tartars broke through the city too quickly, and there was only one way to stop them from continuing south... In Youyan, take the initiative to attack and fight to the death. I want to see if he dares not to come back after he finishes his face. ”

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