Han Shizhong said in a deep voice: "When the Liao Dog and the Golden Dog are unable to hold each other, they will rush out again, go straight to the commander of the Liao Dog Chinese Army, and kill the generals to capture the flag, then the Liao Dog will be defeated, so that the son can break 100,000 in 300,000, and put the Great Song Army flag on the position of the Liaojin Battle, and the two armies of Liaojin will not dare to underestimate the Gongzi and the Great Song Dynasty!" ”

Zhao Hao looked at Han Shizhong with a shocked face, his heart turned like a stormy wave, if it weren't for the famous King Han Qi opposite, he probably thought that this guy was talking crazy.

300 breaks 100,000, that is a kind of sense of déjà vu for filming an anti-Japanese drama, 100,000 people, one person can spray 300 people to death with a mouthful of saliva.

Although there is a legend in history that Zhang Liao broke 100,000 by 800 and Yue Fei broke 100,000 by 500 Beiwei army, but when it fell on him, he really couldn't believe it.

Could it be that I am really the one in ten thousand heroes, 300 to 100,000, but to break the highest record in history......

It took him a long time to suppress the excitement in his heart, slowly turned his head, looked at the dense Liao army under the mountain, and asked to himself: "Three hundred to one hundred thousand, what?" ”

Han Shizhong's expression was awe-inspiring, and he said: "Although the Liao army has a large army of 100,000, but the rear army is all miscellaneous soldiers, auxiliary soldiers, the old, weak, sick and disabled, and the elite divisions are in the forefront...... If the Liao army had still had combat strength, the Jurchens would have been defeated! ”

"Besides, even if the front army of the Liao army, which is desperately resisting the iron cavalry of the Jurchens, is also the end of the strong crossbow, once distracted, it will inevitably be defeated, this battle seems to be dangerous, but in fact, it is advantageous everywhere, and the prince does not have to worry."

Zhao Hao was completely moved.

Speaking of which, whether the Liao people or the Jurchens, they are not good birds, and now they do not have the strength to kill all the two parties, and being able to kill the Liao people can be regarded as a solution to the clan feud that has lasted for more than a hundred years; Secondly, the Jurchens saw that victory was in sight, and defeating the Liao army in such a surprise attack could be regarded as stealing the fruits of victory from the Jurchens and playing a trick on the Jurchens; Third, he came to envoy the Jurchens, in fact, the Song people had no cards in front of the Jurchens, and they were restrained everywhere, if they broke the 100,000 Liao army with 300 this time, they could also deter the Jurchens, and they also had a little more confidence when negotiating; Fourth, with 300 to break 100,000, although there is a suspicion of stealing and cheating, but it is also a grand event that shines in history, not only will he be famous through the ages, but also will give a dose of strength to the Song people who lack blood and courage, so that their prestige will increase greatly, and it will be of great benefit to their future success!

Such a good thing that kills four birds with one stone, Lao Tzu did it!

Zhao Hao immediately called Yang Keshi, Liang Hongyu, Fang Baihua, Lu Zhishen and Wu Song to discuss the matter, and the result was unanimously approved.

Even an old and serious general like Yang Keshi agreed after thinking about it again, but added a condition: "The sword and arrow have no eyes, and the son can watch the battle on the mountain." ”

All the soldiers agreed.

Zhao Hao's face was pulled down, and he said coldly: "If I watch from the wall, how can the Jurchens look down on me?" And how to negotiate the covenant with the Jurchens? ”

The people were speechless, and immediately stopped dissuading, but sat on the ground on the top of the mountain, gathered in a circle, and began to discuss the specific details.

At this moment, Zhao Hao's mind suddenly flashed with inspiration, remembered something, and laughed suddenly: "The old breed is a true god!" ”

When everyone was puzzled, Zhao Hao ran to his saddle, took out an object from the blanket hanging next to the saddle, and said with a smile: "If you wear this thing, and then make a vicious sound when you rush to kill, it can deter the enemy, and the effect of the surprise attack is better." ”

It was an extremely ugly mask, painted with a blue-faced fanged and vicious-looking ghost, which was intimidating and did not dare to face it, and it was the mask sent by the master of the day that day.

Zhao Hao put the mask on his face, he was originally a handsome young man as jade, his face suddenly became hideous and gloomy, even though his body was still a jade tree in the wind, but the whole person looked extremely weird and evil......

Seeing Zhao Hao's appearance like this, Fang Baihua couldn't help but sneer, picked up a dirt stump, and smashed it at Zhao Hao: "What a demon, look at the fight!" ”

Everyone was speechless for a while, but there was a little more ambiguity in their eyes...... Dare to be so rude to the son, I'm afraid that only this lady is the only one.

However, for Zhao Hao's opinion, everyone naturally agreed.

At the time of the Five Hu Chaohua, Ran Min, the king of martial mourning, once painted the faces and whole bodies of 5,000 soldiers with flowers, like demons, frightened the Xianbei army, broke the Xianbei army of 200,000, and killed more than 70,000 people.

The rear army of the Liao army was originally some old, weak, sick and disabled, miscellaneous soldiers and auxiliary soldiers, etc., and it was difficult to resist and vulnerable when encountering elite iron cavalry, and Zhao Hao and his party were originally a surprise attack, and they suddenly killed from behind the Liao army.

Everyone has decided to discuss it, and it is getting late, and it is close to midsummer at this time, and the temperature at night is not low, more than 300 people and horses, except for the brocade guards on duty, the rest are resting on the spot, preparing for tomorrow's battle.

A battle that will go down in history!

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Woo woo woo~

Knock knock~

The next morning, as soon as the sky was dark, the sound of war drums and trumpets under the mountain woke the Song army from its sleep.

The Jurchens really endured tossing, their physical strength and endurance are almost unparalleled in the world, yesterday just after a day of fighting, early in the morning they urged the iron cavalry, launched a fierce attack on the Liao army.

The Song army on the mountain, where dare to be lazy, hurriedly got up and packed up their weapons, armor and horses, hurriedly ate dry food with water, and fed the horses with flour and water...... In such a life-and-death battle, a horse is equivalent to half a life of a cavalryman, so it is natural to let the horse eat better.

By the time all the officers and men of the Song army had packed up and entered the battle state, the battle between the Liao army and the Jin army under the mountain had entered a white-hot battle.

The sound of shouting and killing, the sound of war drums, the sound of horns, screams, scolding, the neighing of horses and the clashing of weapons all come together like a symphony from ghosts.

In this battle, the Liao people could not lose, and the Jurchens could not lose either...... The Jurchens wanted to sweep the world, and the Liao people hated the Jurchens' burning, killing and looting of the Liao land, and they were also furious.

Seeing that the two armies under the mountain were in full swing, the Song army on the mountain was also eager to try, but they were suppressed by Yang Keshi, Han Shizhong and others, and they were not allowed to move lightly.

The two armies fought for most of the hour, and the black shadow of the Jurchen army and the red shadow of the Liao army met where it stirred up layers of blood mist.

Finally, with the sound of a desolate horn, the Jurchens retreated again, rode their horses back, and the Liao army, which was already close to collapse, rushed up again.

Both sides lined up in formation, preparing for the next bloody battle.

Only this time, the Jurchens rested for a long time, and they rested for half an hour without moving.

Under the banner of the Chinese army of the Liao army, a middle-aged general with an extremely burly figure and a mighty face in armor was sitting on a war horse more than eight feet high, looking at the Jurchens opposite, with an extremely solemn expression.

This person is the commander of the Liao Army, Yelu Yujian, the general of Jin Wuwei of the Liao State, the commander of the East Road, and the famous general in the last years of the Liao State.

Looking up to the left and right, I saw that the morale was low all around, the people were exhausted, the wheezing and wailing were endless, and some people were muttering to withdraw the troops.

"The state has come to this point, this time...... I'm afraid I won't be able to get through it. Jeruyu saw a sadness in his heart.

At this moment, the Jurchen soldiers and horses on the opposite side, who were standing in line and silent, suddenly moved.

The sun rises in the east, and the morning glow fills the sky.

An old Jurchen man, dressed in a white robe, with oak hair hanging down his shoulders, straddled a nine-foot-tall dark cloud horse, surrounded by a group of Jurchen generals in iron armor, and slowly came to the front of the Jurchen array.

In an instant, the Jurchens became a sensation, raising their swords and guns in unison, shouting loudly, the voice was extremely enthusiastic and passionate, almost shaking the sky.

"Finish Yan Akuba!"

On the top of the mountain, Yang Keshi and the others were also watching the movements of the Jurchens from a distance, and when they saw the man in white, they couldn't help but whisper.

Wanyan Aguta, the first emperor of the Jurchens, the invincible god of war who swept the world!

When Zhao Hao saw this person, his expression became excited...... , what is arrogant, one day, let your whole clan submit to the Han people as slaves!

Wan Yan on the dark cloud horse waved his hand slightly, and the stirring whistling sound suddenly fell silent until it was silent.

The sound of Wanyan A's bones sounded leisurely, like a bell, extremely strong and powerful.

"A warrior from the White Mountain and Black Water, a good man of the Jurchen clan, who is not eager to fight to the death, with a name that has been passed down through the ages, and a feast for thousands of years after his death? What death could be more brilliant, more gorgeous, more glorious than this death? ”

"For more than 100 years, we have domesticated Haidongqing for the Khitan people, and paid them mink, pearls, ginseng, BMW, and beeswax...... We are not as good as pigs and dogs, isn't the humiliation given to us by the Khitans enough? Do you want your children and grandchildren to continue to be slaves of the Khitans? ”

"Today, the warriors who died at the foot of Tribulus Mountain, they are the glory of the Jurchens, the pride of the Jurchens, they died a well-deserved and magnificent death! We can't let their blood go down the drain! ”

"After this battle, we can raise troops to the south, the Mobei grassland with abundant water and grass, and the rich Youyan Plain are all our Jurchens! Millions of Khitans are your slaves, at your disposal; Thousands of Khitan women are your crotch stunners, you can enjoy them to your heart's content! From now on, you don't have to worry about the grass withering and the horses being thin, and there will be no food for the winter; Don't worry about the wind and snow blowing away or crushing your tent; Don't worry about wild beasts taking your sheep and cattle! You are the masters of the land to the south, high up in the air, receiving service, reaching out for clothing, and opening your mouth for food, and honoring you unlimitedly. ”

Wanyan Aguta's passionate and incendiary language soon shocked all the Jurchens, and this group of beastly Jurchens, one by one, looked at Wanyan Aguta, even if they only saw a shadow, but they were like seeing gods, and their devotion was infinite.

Finally, after Yan Aguta's impassioned speech, a sound like the roar of the sea immediately sounded in front of him, shaking the heavens and the earth!

"Long live Your Majesty!"

"Long live Your Majesty!"

"Long live Your Majesty!"

Facing the hunting morning breeze and the blood-like morning sun, Wanyan Aguda took a deep breath, drew his war knife, and pointed straight at the sky: "Pick up your swords and guns, strike a fatal blow to the Khitans, and kill the glory and pride of our Jurchens!" ”

The 30,000 Jurchen soldiers couldn't suppress the excitement in their hearts, the swords and guns in their hands were like a forest, and the whistling sound was like a mountain and a sea: "Battle!" War! War! ”

The banner danced, and the 30,000 Jurchens were furious, poured out, and launched a full blow to the Liao army.

At the same time, Yelu Yujian, who was under the banner of the Chinese army of the Liao army, knew that this would be a decisive fight, and there was no way out, so he also waved the banner and prepared to fight to the death with the Jurchens.

The shouts of killing and the sound of war drums rose into the sky, and the two streams of people rushed towards each other like huge waves, and then stirred up a layer of blood mist that rushed to the sky.

A battle to the death begins.

Just when the sun and moon were destroyed by the two sides and the blood was raining down, the upheaval happened.

Yelu Yu saw that the army behind him was suddenly in chaos, and a roar like a ghost crying wolf broke through the air, which was terrifying.

Countless soldiers exclaimed: "The goblins are coming, the goblins are coming......"

Yelu Yu's face changed drastically.

A fine cavalry of hundreds of people seemed to fall from the sky and rushed into the rear of the Liao army like a whirlwind.