Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men.

Liu Heima has a deeper entanglement of interests in this matter than other Han households, so his attitude is the most positive.

Leaving Kublai Khan's tent, he set out on his journey the next day.

Liu Heima's real name is Liu Wei, Xuande people's clan, Jin State military generals from a family, his father Liu Bolin led troops to fight with Genghis Khan after the defeat surrendered, he became a Mongolian general, after a few years of Liu Bolin's death, Liu Wei took his father's position, successively established meritorious service in the battle with Jin State Wuxian and Wanyan Heda, awarded the capital of ten thousand households, and was ordered to guard a large area of land in Shaanxi and Shanxi, and was outstanding among the ten thousand households in the Han Dynasty.

His strength is also the strongest, this time he went south with 100,000 troops, although this number is exaggerated, and it also includes the number of many heavy people, but the number of people is heavy, and it is still very scary to walk on the road.

He rode a black horse, the horse is an extremely strong Arabian horse, is the trophy of the Ögedai Khan reward him, taller than the ordinary Mongolian horse, a black and bright mane, oily and slippery, in order to reflect his Liu Heima milk name, but the real reason why he is called Liu Heima is not because he rides a black horse, but because when this person was born, a black horse in the family was also born at the same time, so he called this milk name.

Due to the vast territory of the town and the fact that the folk customs are also quite domineering, Liu Heima has a very thick foundation, and there are more than 30,000 people who can fight and have daily training.

So he didn't take Fan Yongji who fled into the desert very seriously, and the intelligence gathered by all parties told him unmistakably that among the thousands of people who ran away, Fan Yongji also carried a lot of baggage, a typical image of a miser who wants money and life, what is so terrible about such an opponent?

The Hanshui Valley is mountainous and difficult to travel, and this influence is effective for Liu Heima, and it is also effective for Fan Yongji, and compared with the soldiers who only carry knives and the soldiers with the burden of the cart, it is obvious that the former runs much faster.

Liu Heima's confidence is very high.

His speed was very fast, and it only took two days for his troops to reach the city of Junzhou.

The city burned to ruins and the black smoke that was still rising did not attract his attention, leaving a part of his men here to wait for Kublai Khan's follow-up army, and he pursued him in the direction of Fan Yongji's escape with his lightly armed former military horses.

Less than 30 miles out of the Junzhou boundary, when you come to the Xiyi Mountain in the Yumai of the Qinling Mountains, the edge of the Nanyang Basin is in front of you.

If the Nanyang Basin is a bowl, then it is a high bowl wall, from here, the Han water no longer flows on the flat fields, but shuttles between the mountains, hiding in the belly of the mountains.

From here to the north there is a tributary of the Han River, called Jiashui, which is reversed by the Jiashui for more than 100 miles, and the Shangjin Castle that was slaughtered not long ago is on the right bank of the river.

Standing at the intersection of Jiashui and Hanshui, looking at the debris left on the official road, Liu Heima couldn't help laughing, he remembered the tragic situation of slaughtering the city when attacking Shangjin City, that battle, he won a lot, captured a lot of people, and robbed a lot of property.

Catch up with Fan Yongji, take over his territory, and since then have also embedded a deed in Henan, laying a good foundation for the glorious prospects in the future.

Liu Heima is not a simple reckless man, he has great ambitions and great wisdom that he thinks he has.

He judged that in the future, the Great Mongolia would inevitably be like the Liao State during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, and they would not have half an interest in occupying the territory and carefully managing it, and their genes were destined that this group of fierce men on horseback would only plunder and destroy, not build.

They will prop up a puppet, just like the Liao State did when they supported Shi Jingjiao, and establish a state for him, responsible for managing the Han lands and supplying the Great Mongolia with a steady stream of wealth.

And this puppet will naturally be selected from the thousands of households in the Han region, the Mongols are advocating strength, whoever has the greatest power, of course, has the greatest chance of being a puppet emperor.

It's exciting to think about being an emperor.

Liu Heima whipped the horse's buttocks fiercely, the sturdy black horse neighed, and galloped with four hooves, followed by thousands of horses, and the mighty and infinite.

He is very confident, this emperor, I Liu Heima is decided!

The world is in chaos, and the heroes are competing together, who can't be the son of heaven?

Tens of thousands of soldiers and horses swaggered into the river valley.

……

About a hundred miles away in front of Liu Heima, who was full of confidence, there was a mountain range.

The mountain range is very ordinary, not very high, the official road turns a corner here, flows in a zigzag shape to the distance, forming a slope with a river on the left and a high hill on the right, so the mountain people call this place a side water ridge.

Wanyan Chengji was standing here, with more than 2,000 subordinates standing behind him.

In front of the mountain, a trench was dug, and the trench was relatively deep, enough to accommodate the body of a strong man and let him stand in it without sticking his head out.

Behind the trench stood a row of wooden gratings, which were as thick as bowls and had sharpened tops in the shape of spikes.

There was a door on the wooden fence, and the people and horses who had escaped from Junzhou were driving through in a steady stream, and then continued to walk along the official road.

Fan Yongji stood in front of Wan Yan Chenghe, his face was a little embarrassed, and he was at a loss and slightly uncomfortable.

"...... Lord Eldest Sun isn't here?" He asked, looking around for a moment.

Wanyan Chengji looked at him and replied indifferently: "Lord Eldest Sun is behind, he has more important things, and I am responsible for this." ”

Fan Yongji sighed, feeling that it was boring to talk about it, this Wanyan Chenghei was like a piece of ice, and he wanted to leave.

Wanyan Chenghei stopped him and asked coldly, "Are you...... It looks a little familiar, could it be that in the battle of Sanfeng Mountain a few years ago, he also contributed to the Mongols? ”

Fan jumped with his liver and gall, he felt a murderous aura, and quickly wrapped his whole body.

Calming down, he turned around and replied calmly: "Yes, I was still serving in the Mongolian formation at that time, and it was inevitable that I would appear at the foot of the Three Peaks Mountain, but I was a planner at that time, and I did not occupy the position of the main force. ”

He rolled his eyes and asked cautiously, "Did Lord Wanyan also appear in the Battle of the Three Peaks Mountain?" ”

"My father, the monk Chen Yan, died in that battle." Wanyan Chengsi looked at Fan Yongji's eyes, like a bloodthirsty wolf staring at a prey: "I was in Caizhou at the time, and I was not present, otherwise I would definitely avenge my father on the spot!" ”

The murderous aura became heavier and heavier, and even the air seemed to be viscous, Fan Yongji felt that his breathing was a little stuffy, and under the guidance of the desire to survive, he hurriedly said: "I don't know about this matter, I was on the periphery at the time, and I didn't participate much in the specific battle, as for Ling Zun's death, I don't know at all." ”

Wanyan Chengji didn't speak, just looked at him, there was no emotion in his clear eyes, and he saw that Fan Yongji's hair stood upside down, and his palm pinched the handle of the knife on his waist.

Halfway through, Yan Chenghei looked away and said in a toneless tone: "You go, Lord Eldest Sun is in front, and he will tell you what to do next." ”

The moment he looked away, Fan Yongji felt as if a mountain pressing on his head had been removed, and the whole person relaxed, and he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, said thanks, and hurriedly left.

Wanyan Chengsi didn't look back, just took a step forward, and on the official road in front of him, the soldiers and civilians who fled from Junzhou were still walking by in an endless stream, pushing carts and baskets, and they were messy.

He put his hand on the man-high wooden fence, touched the sharp stake above, squinted his eyes, and looked at the corner of the mountains in the distance, thinking about something.

(End of chapter)