Hearing that the grain and grass were burned, Wanyan Zongxian was shocked, he ran to the courtyard, and sure enough, he saw billowing smoke rising in the distance.

Wanyan Zongxian and Wanyan Xiyin glanced at each other, knowing that it was hopeless to defend the city now, and couldn't help but sigh.

After discussing with the officials, the two of them went to organize the retreat of the remaining Jin troops and their families in the city.

In the grain depot, after removing the last pile of pine oil firewood that the Jin army was ready to set on fire, Ye Chuchu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he looked at the burning houses around the grain depot and the white ground between the houses and the grain depot.

This method of "making fire with fire" is still quite effective, but Sun Hui asked her and Hu Liying to do it, which is a little too unsympathetic.

And Hu Liying, who was in a hurry, turned into an elephant and demolished the house, which made her even more amused, of course, this did not prevent her from transforming into a rhinoceros to help.

Now that the Jin army had begun to flee, the task of the two of them was to hold the huge grain depot from being destroyed, because they did not launch a pursuit of the Jin army.

Hu Liying, who has turned into a feather man, is still hovering in the sky and watching, and as soon as someone approaches the grain depot, she will attack as soon as possible.

Hu Liying didn't know that at this moment, in a collapsed house, a person dressed as a Taoist priest was holding a fire hammer and aiming at her.

Beside him was a bronze firearm with a mouth like a large bowl, resting on a wooden bench, and next to the wooden bench were several black iron balls with firearms.

He aimed at the firebolt for a long time, but finally let out a long sigh and put the firebolt down.

He knew that whether it was the big bowl or the fire gun in his hand, as long as it sounded, the other party would find out where he was hiding, and then his life would not be saved.

He hatefully threw the firearm aside, glanced at Hu Liying flying in the sky, and quietly left.

Although the Jin army was defeated, he still had to complete his revenge plan!

Although these firearms are incomparably sharp, they have too many deficiencies and are not easy to use, and he has to find a place to improve them again and make a comeback!

After the Jin army fled, the Song army outside the city who learned the news set out to set off, the light cavalry came to Taiyuan City first, the people in the city opened the south gate, let the Song army enter the city, and soon the east, west, and south of the city gate were occupied by the Song army, at noon, Zhang Shuye led the army into the city, and immediately received the treasury, Zhang Bang Anmin, and sent detectives to investigate the movements of the Jin army, and arranged for the troops to pursue.

Taiyuan City, which had fallen to the hands of the Jin people for nearly two years, was finally recovered.

From wild flowers blooming by the stream, petals float on the clear water, and then flow quietly. Yue Fei took off his shoes, took off his armor, hugged his trouser legs, and explored along the stream. Sometimes the torrent flies, sometimes tosses and turns, in the unpredictable scenery, he runs happily and jumps happily, and the shore is full of fiery red light, flashing and flashing. In the dazzling and brilliant red light, there was a faint sound of bellows pulling.

A graceful girl walked in front of her, with long hair in a bun, only a strand of wet black hair, sliding down the goose egg face, she wore a crimson dress, dotted with small petals, and walked gracefully.

Suddenly, she looked up. Just as he was about to see her face clearly, that face suddenly cracked, and a column of savage horsemen slaughtered from behind her, yes, behind her. It was the Jurchens on war horses, wielding maces, as if smashing the heavens and the earth alive, piercing through the girl's body and killing them. Yue Fei was so panicked that he raised his hand to block it, but the Jurchen warriors turned into poisonous snakes and burrowed into his raised palms, swimming from the limbs to the heart!

Yue Fei suddenly turned over and sat up, lying quietly on the pillow with his two knives, the warm sunlight penetrating through the cracks in the leather curtains, and a bright color swept through the gloomy tent. It turned out to be another nightmare. He got up and wiped his sweat with a towel, his mind still messing around. Wild flowers, bellows, strange maidens, Jurchen cavalry, these things that he never seemed to touch appeared in his dreams. He pulled out a roll of vellum paper from his bosom, and since the scout gave him the painting, Yue Fei's insomnia had worsened. Yue Fei tried to keep himself from thinking about his words, but his mind didn't listen. Lately, he has often felt something primitive sprouting in his mind, as if it had existed a long time ago, but he had no clue.

Yue Fei lifted the long knife and lifted it out of the leather sheath inch by inch. In the bright edge, I found that a cyan beard had unconsciously grown on my face, a trace of wrinkles appeared on my forehead, and my eyes sharper than the blade were calm and calm in the cold light. Is it because of too much blood?

Dressed and walked out of the tent, the camp was busy. The new soldier passed by with bundles of freshly painted arrows; The veterans used abrasive cloth to polish the tiny scratches on their leather boots; Some of the generals who had just come out of the rear camp yawned and walked back. Behind the relaxed and tired scene, there is an undercurrent of indifference. He suddenly felt that he was so redundant, that there might not be a need for someone like him in this huge barracks, and that no one had ever really cared about him. Why is he in this place? The sunlight above his head seemed to cast countless mirrors on his face, and he felt the smell of blood all over his body, and his body was covered in a thick layer of scabs, which was too heavy to bear.

He raised his hand, and the guards walked over with the black horse in the knowing. Oh, maybe only this horse that has accompanied him all his life is his only friend. It had grown old with years and battles, its swarthy body still shining, but the mane on its back was a little pale. He stroked its ears, but the black horse stepped back uneasily, flicking its white hair. How! Do you even rejects me? He suddenly swelled up, grabbed the reins in front of its nose, and pulled it to his side, and the black horse suddenly roared in agitation.

"Brute!" He slapped his palm on its mouth, and it took five points of strength. It was visibly defenseless, and its forelimbs were knocked to its knees by the tremendous force. Then it was quiet again, but Dou Da's eyes no longer looked at him, and he blinked twice without thinking, and a tear slipped from his eyes.

He, he actually beat this horse who guarded him with his life. Suddenly, for the first time in the long history of the battle, a feeling of sadness erupted into him, and he felt as if this sadness had been suppressed in his heart from the moment he was born, yes, it belonged to some kind of primitive sprout that could not be perceived.

He gently pulled the black horse and buried its weeping head in his arms for a long time.

Yue Fei looked at the young protector and said, "After the war, what are your plans?" ”

The escort was a little caught off guard by the question, scratched his head and said, "I want to go home and open a restaurant and cook the most delicious dishes." ”

Yue Fei smiled and patted him. He probably rarely saw him laugh, and he couldn't say a word. This rural child from the mountains of the far northwest is so simple even in his ideals.