Chapter 214: Temporary Withdrawal of Troops on
The sight follows the curved or straight roads and canals to the north, and comes to Youzhou City, which is three thousand miles away from Hangzhou.
The day after tomorrow is Qingming. In many places south of Jianghuai, seeds have sprouted. Hedong and Jingdong are very different, most places have just started sowing, and a few places have to wait another half a month to a month.
South of the Great Wall-Yanshan, the people of Liao at this time were more concerned about how to save their lives.
Although the Great Wall is dilapidated, the passes built by the Han people for more than 1,000 years are still there. Although the Liao State was repeatedly defeated, it still had nearly five million people and hundreds of thousands of troops.
The Khitan ancestors who fought on the grassland for more than 100 years and finally established the Great Liao State should never have imagined that one day, their descendants would hide in the city built by the Han people to survive.
As soon as the weather passed, without waiting for the snow to melt, the emerging Jin State went out of Saibei and attacked the Liao State in two ways.
At the beginning of February, the Jurchens attacked the city all the way and captured the important town of Zhangjiakou.
As the emperor, Wanyan Aguda did not want to compete with his brothers and nephews, so he stayed in Zhangjiakou and urged Wanyan Zongfu and Wanyan Zonghan on the West Road to attack Datong in Xijing of Liao, and urged Wanyan Zongwang and Wanyan Zongbi on the East Road to attack Youzhou in Nanjing, Liao.
There were rumors within the Jurchens that His Majesty the Emperor and Da Bo Jilie's old injuries had recurred and they could no longer fight, so they stayed in Zhangjiakou.
In mid-February, Wanyan Zonghan's troops arrived at the city of Datong and began to attack day and night non-stop. Less than a day later, Wanyan Zongwang cleared Danzhou, Daizhou, and Jizhou north of Youzhou, and preliminarily completed the siege of Youzhou City.
The Jurchens have maintained their fine traditions. In pursuit of wealth and status, the Meng'an Mouks killed children and the elderly, tortured women in different ways every day, and burned down towns that had been passed down for hundreds of years. When attacking the city, urging the Han and Khitan people to come forward and send them to death, such things are commonplace.
More than ten days have passed, and Datong, where Emperor Tianzuo is located, is already in danger.
"Fortunately, I withstood it, it's really dangerous."
Ye Luming, who actually controlled the east of Taihang Mountain and established himself as the king of the Southern Courtyard, came to the city wall, looked at the broken arms, stumps and blood stains at the head of the city, and sighed.
The city wall of Youzhou is high and deep, and the total amount of the city wall is more than fifteen miles. There is also a downside to having a long wall, that is, it needs to be diluted.
Yeluming adopted Xiao Zhen's suggestion and mixed the Khitan army with the Han army, and did not distinguish between each other in terms of food and military salaries. Because of the confiscation of millions of stone of grain, Yeluming was able to levy a large number of young men in Youzhou City to help defend the city.
Half an hour ago, Wanyan Zongwang, who had been driving the Murwei and Xi people to attack and used the Han people as cannon fodder, suddenly changed his tactics and sent 1,700 Jurchen soldiers to attack the city wall. The difference in combat strength was too great, and the defenders of the city head quickly retreated, and the Jurchens occupied several city heads.
At the critical moment, Yeluming arrived with all the armor and the reserve army that had been recuperating for a long time. The elite Liao soldiers were dressed in cold-forged armor, using strong bows and crossbows, steel knives and maces, which could stop the front of the Jurchen warriors.
The long-prepared stone throwers, stone throwers, bed crossbows, and thunderbolt fireballs successfully blocked the Jurchen reinforcements who were preparing to enter the city, and brought thousands of casualties to the Jurchen soldiers in less than a pillar of incense.
The Jurchen offensive was stalled.
Xiao Zhen's body was no longer what it used to be, he tightened his robe, and said worriedly: "There are too few Jurchen people, and now there are only more than 50,000 soldiers of this clan. Although the king repelled the last attack, he exposed a lot of hole cards...... Wanyan's family has almost no mediocrity. β
Thinking of the scene of the previous battle, his heart was as resolute as Yelu Ming's heart couldn't help but feel cold: the three thousand elite in armor who were fed with food, women, and gold and silver actually retreated step by step in front of the Jurchen army of less than two thousand? The Jurchen warriors are getting more and more terrifying!
Following Yeluming's line of sight, less than two miles away sat the Jurchen camp.
The Republic of Korea, which had come to convey Akuta's will, walked briskly past the laundry camp dedicated to the sexual pleasure of the Jurchen generals above the level of Mok.
A noble girl surnamed Xiao with the nickname Huahua ran out in a frenzy, and when she saw Han Republic dressed as a Han Confucian scholar, she trotted over, and grabbed Han Minguo's sleeve with her scarred arm, "Han people, take me away." I am a Khitan noblewoman, as long as you take me away, I will marry you and serve you for the rest of my life. β
Han Minguo closed his eyes and didn't look at the swollen and filthy lower body of this noble girl surnamed Xiao.
Han Daochang, who was dressed as a Jurchen army general next to him, was about to pull away the girl who was tortured to the point of madness, when he saw a Meng An with loose braids, a hideous face, and a lower body swinging out of the camp gate.
said that the face was hideous, not that this Meng'an's expression was fierce, but that it was caused by the injury on his face. Hit by a thunderbolt fireball, most of this Meng'an's face was rolled with flesh and blood, and the pain was unbearable.
It had been more than ten years since he came out of the old forest, and of course this Meng An knew that there was almost no chance of surviving this kind of injury he had suffered. So......
He wanted to play with Khitan women and Han women as much as he wanted before pus flowed on his face, kill as many Han people as possible like pigs and dogs to accompany the funeral, and try his best to grab more gold, silver, copper coins and food for his wife, brothers and aunts.
Xiao Huahua, who was grabbed by the hair and then dragged to the camp gate, suddenly regained her clarity, "It's better for you Han people, you can compose poems, you can farm, and you can do a lot of things...... Please remember me, Han, my nickname is Huahua. My loved ones are all dead, please remember me. β
While Meng'an dragged the girl away, he didn't forget to glare at Han Min. If he didn't think that Han Daochang was not easy to provoke, and he knew that some Han people couldn't be provoked casually, he would probably have slashed it with a knife.
Wanyan Zongwang's cronies greeted him and said politely to Han Minguo: "Don't blame Lord Han, that guy won't live for a few days, and it's inevitable to be rude." β
Han Minguo's heart was tired: rude? You Jurchen savages, do you know what etiquette is?
When he came to the school field in front of the Chinese military tent, Han Minguo saw Wanyan Zongwang waiting there at a glance, so he hurriedly stepped forward, leaned over and said, "Your Majesty is polite." β
"Lord Han is polite, please come in and say." Wan Yan Zongwang squinted his eyes, carefully looked at the Han man in front of him, missed his body slightly, and "invited" Han Minguo.
After seeing that Yan Zongbi was also smiling and not smiling, where did Han Republic dare to walk in front.
Such difficulties are simply naΓ―ve for the Republic of Korea, which is familiar with history books and classics and has seen more than 1,000 years of red tape. The Jurchens are powerful at war, but do you want to play with their hearts? The Republic of Korea really didn't fear anyone.
I saw Han Minguo step forward and sincerely talk about his admiration for Zong Wang and his admiration for Zong Bi. Zong Wang's feat of taking the lead in attacking the Liao State, and Zong Bi's resolute and courageous on the battlefield, came out of the mouth of the Republic of Korea, and it actually gave people a feeling of swallowing the sky.
Zong Wang was touted by the old fan of the Republic of Korea and entered the tent.
Han Min deliberately controlled the pace, half a step behind Zong Wang, but he was consistent with Zong Bi.
After a cup of tea, Han Minguo and his eldest son walked out of the tent, nodded and smiled at the Jurchen generals guarding outside the big tent, and then walked to their quarters, accompanied by a Han Chinese official.
Zong Wang held the holy decree in his hand, a little at a loss. That Republic of Korea actually gave its will to itself like this? Isn't it time to call the congregation to read it?
Zong Bi next to him walked around hurriedly and said angrily: "This Republic of Korea, cunning! If we put down the decree and leave, should we open it privately? β
"Father, oh no, Your Majesty's temper has become more and more strange since he ascended the throne, and he often loses his temper inexplicably, and he is very concerned about this kind of thing involving his majesty."
"On the eve of the expedition, the woman of the Ertong tribe, who had accompanied His Majesty for five years, was dragged out and beaten to death because she called His Majesty's nickname! This will cannot be dismantled privately, and the Republic of Korea ran away again as an envoy, what should I do? This Republic of Korea really deserves to be killed! β
Zong Bi was carrying the newly obtained Xuanhua axe, and was about to go out to cut the Republic of Korea, but suddenly heard a loud shout.
"Come back!"
Zong Wang shouted, startling Zong Bi.
Wan Yan Zongbi looked back, only to see Wan Yan Zongwang in a cold sweat.
Wanyan Zongwang called in his cronies who had followed him for many years, and held Dongzhu tightly with his right hand, "Pick some of the things that are important to the literati from the things that have been robbed, no, and seized, and send them to the Republic of Korea." β
"Understand, to what extent?" The clever cronies have never talked nonsense, and they are arrogant and speculate on Zongwang's thoughts.
"Until the Republic of Korea is satisfied."
Kiss shook in confidence, stroked his chest and bent over, and went down to do errands.
"Big brother, why are you ......" Wanyan Zongbi was really shocked.
Wanyan Zongwang waved his hand, stopped Zong Bi's question, wiped his face and said: "You shouldn't blame Han Minguo, on the contrary, thank that person, otherwise we will be lightly reprimanded." β