"Master, sure enough, it's Song Jun brought by Qu Duan!" Wanyan Jingdao.

At this moment, Wan Yanjing is also pale! The sound of 150,000 people was unimaginably shocking to the hearts of the people! Listening to such a sound, Wan Yanjing's heart also had a terrifying feeling.

"Why do they shout hooray? Could it be that the emperor of the Song people came here in person? Wan Yan Lou murmured.

"What? Emperor of the Song people? Wan Yanjing was taken aback.

"If Emperor Xuanwu arrives, it will be bad." Wan Yan Lou said.

Wan Yan Jing's brows furrowed this time, and he didn't refute Yan Lou's room.

Over the years, the Song army has become stronger and stronger, and the Jurchens have suffered repeated defeats! Whether it is Wanyan Lou Room or Wanyan Jing, they all attribute all this to Zhao Chen, the emperor of the Song Dynasty! At the beginning, no one looked down on this little emperor, but as time slowly passed, from the first year of Xuanwu to the sixth year of Xuanwu, in just six years, Zhao Chen's status in the hearts of the Jurchens has undergone earth-shaking changes! Although the Jurchens are a primitive people who came out of the deep mountains and old forests, they also respect heroes, and in their opinion, Zhao Chen is a hero comparable to the heroes of the world, and they are all models of a person leading a nation to glory. Wanyan Lou was not afraid of the generals of the Song army, what he was most afraid of was the arrival of Zhao Chen. In fact, Zhao Chen's ability to use troops may not be very high, but Wanyan Lou Room and Wanyan Kyoto are terrified of him.

"We must investigate this matter thoroughly!" Wan Yan Lou said.

At that moment, Yan Lou's room went to send someone to investigate, but now that it was dark, it was impossible to investigate clearly.

The next morning, when it was dark, the rain gradually stopped, but the sky was still overcast.

Countless military camps appeared in the west and south of Zhongshan Mansion, and countless Song soldiers could be seen haunting them.

In the north and east of Zhongshan Mansion, there were countless cavalry cruising, and they did not come to the city wall of Zhongshan Mansion and let out laughter.

However, they still did not attack.

Wan Yan Lou Room stood on the city wall, constantly looking into the distance!

In the military camp of the Song army, he did not find Zhao Chen's golden chariot, nor did he find the dragon flag, nor did he find the figure of the imperial camp, which made him breathe a little relieved.

"Master, what now? We are surrounded by the Song army! Wan Yan Jing slept in a hurry last night, woke up early at this moment, ran to Wan Yan Lou's room, and said.

"Don't be afraid, when your father returns, he will definitely know about Zhongshan Mansion! He is coming with a great army, and we will be able to rush out from here! Wan Yan Lou said.

"Father doesn't know when he'll be back?" Wanyan Jingdao.

"We haven't heard from him for days." Wan Yan Lou Room frowned.

"There are so many Song troops around Zhongshan Mansion, even if my father sends someone over, he will not be able to come to Zhongshan Mansion." Wanyan Jingdao.

"Let's wait! Your father has an army of 90,000, and when Liu Yu and the others are rescued, his army will reach more than 200,000 and close to 300,000! All he has to do is come and we can be saved! Not only will we be able to be rescued, but we will also be able to annihilate all the Han Chinese. Wan Yan Lou said.

"Hmm!" Wan Yanjing nodded, he looked at the Song army camp in the distance, with an angry look in his eyes, and only listened to him: "These Han people, they are only worthy of being our Jurchen slaves!" They are so incompetent, so cowardly, they are not the opponents of the Khitans, the Khitans from the north they will only cede territory, will only give gold, silver, women, their emperor also to the Khitan emperor uncle, grandfather! Such an incompetent race has now come to our city, but we dare not go out to fight them, and we have to wait for our father to come back, how annoying to think about it! "Wanyan Jingdao.

"The Han people of today are a little different from what they used to be! The Han people have been a little cowardly and incompetent for the past two hundred years, but they were very strong before! In the Han and Tang dynasties, they surpassed us northern peoples! At that time, the emperor of the Han people was called the Heavenly Khan by all ethnic groups! This nation was originally very powerful, but after the Song Dynasty, they promoted literature and suppressed martial arts, and respected science, which became like this. What I am most worried about now is that the Han people will become the Han people of the Han and Tang dynasties, and if that happens, even if we return to the north, it will be difficult for us to defeat them. Wan Yan Lou said worriedly.

"Hmph, what Han and Tang dynasties, they are all Han people boasting about themselves, and they are all made up! I'll let them show their true form after finishing Yan Jing, master, give me soldiers and horses, I want to go out! "Wanyan Jingdao.

"Wait for your father to arrive." Wan Yan Lou Room frowned.

Wan Yan Jing was unconvinced, but he was only fourteen years old, and he couldn't disobey Wan Yan Lou's room.

******

At this moment, in a corner of the city wall of Zhongshan Mansion, this place is extremely remote, and there are no Jurchen soldiers around.

A woman dressed in white stood here, looking at the scene below.

She looks unusually beautiful, with an indescribable dust aura all over her body, as if she does not belong to the human world, but to the heavenly palace.

Next to her stood another woman in red, this woman was also extremely beautiful, with a charming temperament on her face, and her every move gave people a sense of charm.

In addition to the two of them, there was also a handsome man in Confucian clothes here.

The sky was overcast, the climate was cold, and the man was holding a folding fan in his hand.

If Zhao Chen was here, he would definitely be able to recognize these three people! The woman in white turned out to be Qin Yuzhen, the other woman in red was Xue Susu of the Yin Yang Sect, and the other was Zhang Ziqiu!

The three of them, one is the first person of the younger generation of the righteous path, Xue Susu and Zhang Ziqiu are people in the demon path, and I don't know how these three came together.

Zhang Ziqiu looked at Qin Yuzhen and Xue Susu next to him, and his eyes showed a light of appreciation from time to time, but he only appreciated, and did not have any intention of dominating.

"Sister Qin, we are trapped in this Zhongshan Mansion now." Just listen to Xue Susudao.

"With the martial arts of the three of us, even if we are trapped here, we can leave." Zhang Ziqiu said with a smile.

"You say, can the Song army conquer Zhongshan Mansion?" Xue Susu said.

"There should be no problem in breaking through Zhongshan Mansion! The situation has changed. Zhang Ziqiu said.

"The situation in the world is different from what we expected! When I was in the Tianshan Mountains, the elders in the gate divined the hexagrams, and they all said that the mandate of heaven was in the body of Emperor Jianyan, who knew that Emperor Jianyan actually died in the hands of Emperor Xuanwu! When I first met Lin Xianchang, Lin Xianchang said the same, but Lin Xianchang himself died in the hands of Emperor Xuanwu! Elder Wuqing of Shaolin Temple also said the same, but Elder Wuqing also died at the hands of Emperor Xuanwu! Qin Yuzhen smiled bitterly.

"Is the Mandate of Heaven beyond the control of mortals like us? To tell the truth, the family teacher expected that the Jurchens could occupy the world! The Jurchen is so strong that it can last for a hundred years, so he took refuge in the Jurchens! But now I don't think the Jurchens may be the opponent of this Xuanwu Emperor! Sister Bailian doesn't believe in the destiny of heaven, only believes in a childless mother, and wants to establish a prosperous world of Bailian, but now I don't know what the situation of Sister Bailian is? Zhang Ziqiu said.

He looked to the south with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Zhang Gongzi, you miss Sister Song, right?" Xue Sujiao said with a smile.

"My Fair Lady, Gentleman! I've been thinking of her in my heart. Zhang Ziqiu opened the fan and shook it with a smile.

"It's a pity that Sister Song may not have you in her heart." Xue Susu said.

"How do you know?" Zhang Ziqiu said in surprise.

"I guess so." Xue Susu said.

"Senior Sister Song's thoughts, how can you guess it? Since ancient times, there has been affection and hatred, hey, when the battle of Zhongshan Mansion is over, no matter who wins or loses, I will go to Jiangnan to see how she is now! Her senior brother Yang Mo is not a good person, if it is possible, I will take her to the end of the world and spend a lifetime. Zhang Ziqiu said.

Xue Susu shook her head lightly, she had a very good relationship with Song Qingyao, when she was in Sichuan and Shu, she could see that Song Qingyao belonged to her, and finally knew who that person was. Thinking of that person at this moment, she was also a little melancholy.

"It seems that the general trend of the world has changed dramatically, and it is very different from what we expected! However, in any case, the disaster in the Central Plains should be almost over. Qin Yuzhen said softly.

"If the Central Plains disaster ends and the Jurchens fail, Senior Brother Zhang, where will you go in your ruthless way? Your master still has 100,000 resentful troops, where are they going? Xue Susu said.

Zhang Ziqiu's master is Guo Yaoshi, the leader of the resentment army, a famous figure in history, and now Guo Yaoshi is still a subordinate of the Jurchens, but this person was first a general of the Liao State, and then took refuge in the Song Dynasty, and then took refuge in the Jurchens, although his surname is "Guo", but in fact he is not a Han person, but a remnant of the Bohai Sea, it can be said that neither Song, Liao, or Jin are his motherland, and he has no sense of belonging to these three countries.

"I don't know, the master has his own decision." Zhang Ziqiu frowned lightly.

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