Everything was just as Xu Guanzhong guessed. When Akuda saw the two armies of Qi cavalry under the banner of the Imperial Commander appear on his flanks, he knew that the ideal might no longer exist.

Han'er is not a clay puppet that he plays with, how can he be indifferent to watching the Jin army turn over the clouds and rain?

Wan Yan Lou coughed, and the silk handkerchief in his hand was already stained with red, but he didn't care. Compared to the current war, what is his life and death?

"Your Majesty, the fortunes of Dajin are in danger today. At this extraordinary time, you should do extraordinary things to break the game! ”

Because of the defeat of Liaohe, Wanyan Lou Room, who was more seriously injured, immediately had a secret conversation with Mu Wuyu after he woke up. Later, he didn't drink it, so he personally escorted Wan Yan Lou's room to see Ah Guta.

This is the case in the first sentence of the person, and the second sentence is to offer today's strategy.

Akuta is a generation of British lords, and after ruling Liaodong, he seems to be quite benevolent in his governance, but where can he really have humanity and morality in his eyes?

When the Jurchen regime was on the verge of life and death, and when the glory of the Wanyan clan was about to cease to exist, Ah Guda did not hesitate to abandon the false disguise, the mask of benevolence, and put the interests of the Jurchen Wanyan clan first.

Wan Yan Lou's poisonous plan was adopted by him with laughter, and it didn't take any words at all. And Wanyan Lou was also eager for his strategy to help Jurchen turn the tables in one fell swoop. It is not to destroy Lu Qi, but to win a strategic decisive battle and buy enough time for the Jurchens to calmly retreat and mix with the river.

The so-called "calm" is to give the Foot Nuren time so that they can move all the objects they want to move.

According to Ah Guta's calculations, if his plan is fully implemented, it will be a nightmare for the land of Liaodong.

All the cities, villages and towns were moved, all the grain, livestock, etc., all the cities were burned, the villages and towns were burned, and the thousands of miles from Jinzhou to Huanglongfu became a desolate land.

It's not just Ah Guta who thinks that if this plan can be completed, then the Jurchen can rest easy. The entire Jurchen hierarchy thinks so.

Thousands of miles of blank no man's land, the terrain is unfamiliar, and the terrain is completely unknown. No matter how strong Lu Qi is, is it possible that he can still send 100,000 troops to drive the Huanglong Mansion for a long time? This thousand-mile no-man's land will become a nightmare for its logistical baggage transfer.

And everything depends on the current war.

Han'er's response was not beyond Ah Guda's expectations. Once the plan was confirmed, they had already deduced it on the map again and again. The changes that may occur in it are better understood by them than Xu Guanzhong.

After the Biqi army gave up a few artillery, the whole army turned around and left, and although Han'er's response was a bit tricky, it was also within the scope of their deduction.

Ah Guda didn't need to give orders at all, and he had already asked someone to raise the order flag. As expected, the Qi army defeated the Jin army's infantry cavalry guarding the formation without much effort, and then the two wings of the imperial front Si Tie cavalry also defeated the Jin army's rear guards, but the people of Liaoyang who escaped did not seem to be as expected.

"Run, run......"

Tens of thousands of young men went crazy, and the iron cavalry of the Imperial Front Division did not dare to block its edge, and beat the horse far away to avoid it.

The Jurchens also threw their bows and arrows indiscriminately, and a puff of arrows fell, and countless blood spilled. Those civilians who had no protection were killed and wounded under the arrows. Even the worst light arrow can go straight into their bodies.

Just like in the past, the official army of the Zhao and Song dynasties exterminated peasant uprisings, in the face of such an 'enemy', only one arrow and crossbow were needed to beat all the brave.

At least 30,000 young people, these people are the young and strong forces among the people of Liaoyang, and they fled into the distance like crazy at this moment. And after shaving these people, the old and weak women and children in the hands of the Jurchens will be fish on the chopping board, and they will be slaughtered by the Jin army.

"Kill......"

The second prince and the fourth prince Jin Wushu shouted loudly, tens of thousands of Jin army infantry armor highlighted the Jurchen array, led by Zhu Libu, Jin Wushu led tens of thousands of people to follow, there was a Jurchen cavalry on each wing, and in the middle of the Jurchen foot cavalry, tens of thousands of people in Liaoyang Mansion who were disheveled, helping the old and the young were driven by the Jin army!

"Straight sissy thief! Tartar Zite is not a good man, he didn't dare to rush to kill, he drove some women and children to send them to death, and even plundered the people in their own territory to ......go into battle, and did his mother's bones, and all the characters were pickled beasts without eggs! ”

Wang Gui could hear Bao Xu scolding beside him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the pure heart spectrum mantra that he was chanting at the right time could not make him calm anymore.

He followed the Qi army to conquer the north and south, and he also went through a lot of battle formations, and he saw such a foul smelling method for the first time. The women, children, old and weak who rushed towards the Qi army before had already suffered a lot in the battle array. Now the Jurchens are even more forced to rush with hundreds of people, not to be a person, not to be a person!

Wang Gui's blood was boiling, and his voice became hoarse because of anger, "It's all beasts, Lao Tzu wants to kill all the Jurchens, kill all the Jurchens!" ”

"Yes. Kill all the Jurchens, they are all a group of inhuman beasts, kill them all! Bao Xu raised his iron sword and shouted. At the beginning, he also killed many innocent people, and the people of the green forest said that the ghosts of the dead tree mountain were entangled, so it was desolate. In fact, it's all stinky fart, and Dead Tree Mountain is a rotten place. And although he Bao Xu only loves to kill people in his life, he loves to kill people with backgrounds, and he is too lazy to kill ordinary soldiers and small people. The reason why it is quite notorious is that ugly face accounts for at least half of the reason. The hideous grimace is like the bottom of a pot, and the eyes are stacked to expose the wolf's lips. Hence the nickname of the god of mourning.

He is not really a person without the slightest human feelings, seeing that tens of thousands of people have been affected one after another, and most of them are old and weak women and children, and more importantly, it is the Jurchen foreigners who do evil, but most of the victims are Liaodong Han'er, which in itself makes Qi Jun very angry, and it also magnifies the anger in Bao Xu's heart.

More and more civilians were driven out, not 10,000 but 8,000, and I saw that these people were forced by the Jin army generals to use knives, guns, bows and arrows to move forward slowly, and when there were still three or four hundred meters away from the front of the Qi army, there were screams suddenly sounded behind and on both sides, but it was the Jurchens who were wielding knives to kill, and the Jin soldiers were already using death to threaten them to rush to the front of the Qi army.

Naturally, Lin Chong could no longer send cavalry to defeat the Jurchen horse army on either side of him, in that case, the women, children, old and weak inside would flood the two wings like a flood that burst the embankment. In this way, the cards played cannot be recovered, and the combat power of the frontal Qi army can only be weaker.

At present, Lin Chong has divided 36,000 cavalry, 16,000 imperial cavalry, plus Lu Junyi's Jianrui army and Hua Rong's Yingyang army, and only Lin Chong's Xuanfeng army and Yue Fei's headquarters are left in the front, and there are only more than 20,000 troops left, which can no longer be dispersed.

Death threatened, and the old and weak, women and children could also run, and the two sides were getting closer and closer.

Wang Gui couldn't see the expressions of the people on the other side with his naked eyes, but he could image the faces of pain and despair, and these people were almost all dressed as Han people. There must be Bohai people and Khitan people inside, but how can they be subdivided. Gray-haired old men, frail women and young children......

Now it is a critical moment for the two armies to confront each other.

In addition to large-scale exchanges, the arrangements on both sides have been clearly laid out. The Jurchens had a lot of experience in how to drive these people to be meat shields, and although Lu Qi did not pay too much attention to rescuing these people, what they did made the originally powerful Qi army forced to divide into three parts.

At present, there are only more than 20,000 Qi troops left in front of them, and the Jurchens have achieved their goal, and the front army is rushing towards with nearly 10,000 people.

Yue Fei's army has tens of thousands of foot armor, all of them are wearing heavy armor, fighting in formation, not to mention that there is a heaven-shaking thunder, even if there is none, only tens of thousands of foot armor are fighting in formation, it is thirty or twenty thousand Jurchen infantry to attack together, and it is difficult to defeat them for a while and a half. But if this battle is disrupted and dispersed by tens of thousands of people, women and children, even three or two thousand Jin army cavalry can charge and destroy all the heavy armor of tens of thousands of Qi troops!

"General, how can this be done?" The frontal Qi army has already been divided twice, and even the small soldiers who know little about strategy and tactics do not think that they should be divided for the third time.

But if you don't divide your troops and break the Jurchen cavalry guarding on both sides, the hundreds of people, women and children in front of you will not be able to escape......

"What can be done! I can only shoot ...... arrows randomly," Wang Gui replied through gritted teeth.

One of the team members looked shocked and exclaimed, "General, that's our Han people!" ”

Wang Gui's face was full of hideousness, and another person said bitterly: "What if it's not so? If we don't shoot them, how can we withstand the attack of the Jin army? Once the army is defeated, this Han Erwu in Liaodong will still be spoiled by these beasts......"

"The governor has an order: the thief drives the women and children to a hundred steps in front of the battle, and ten thousand arrows are fired!"

The herald's shouts were accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves resounding through the infantry battle formation, this was Lin Chong's order, although cruel and unkind, it was the only feasible method. And he only ordered the arrows to be fired, but not to call for the cannons, which was already his part.

At this moment, I don't know how many Qi soldiers clenched the weapons in their hands, and their clenched teeth tasted the fishy smell of blood.

The women, children, old and weak who were driven to the battlefield were getting closer and closer to the Qi army's military formation, and the swords, guns, and arrows behind them were also killing more and more frantically, and the screams, cries, pleadings, curses, and cries for help merged together, and passed into the ears of the more than ten thousand Qi soldiers along the wind, like bursts of demonic sounds from hell.

"Shoot the arrow—" Wang Gui yelled. Roaring with all his strength.

The sound of the bowstring vibrating with a "taut ......" was really like a swarm of bees flapping its wings.

In Wang Gui's memory, this voice almost grew up with him, and before he met Emperor Lu, his martial arts and archery practice was already a daily necessity. At that time, Zhao Song admired bows and crossbows, and anyone with great ambitions would inevitably be impossible to give up archery while practicing martial arts. And after meeting Emperor Lu, he bent his bow and shot arrows every day. But now when he heard it, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

This is not the arrow he shot at the target when he contacted him, this rain of arrows flying up is an arrow of death, and the unsuspecting women and children can easily take their lives even if they are light.