The army walks together, and the good generals go into battle.

Zhu Zilong naturally wouldn't let go of Han Shizhong, he originally wanted to keep a little affection in Houdaying, but now he completely ripped his face. Secretly, even the old breed ran over, making people say that the logistics could let him supply it. If you follow the general idea of taking sides, this is absolutely unacceptable!

However, when Zhu Zilong's doppelganger saw the current situation, even if he was soft, as long as Tong Guan eased up, he probably wouldn't forgive himself in his heart. Come on, the big traitors or something, it's not a group of three or five now, and there are others on his own side.

The old species is only a little bit of a taste, forget it, if people misunderstand and stand in line again, they won't explain it if they can't explain it clearly. As long as the history is revised and the Jurchens are returned, even if it is better to win the first merit of Liaocheng, it is still a great achievement.

He is really able to move, can't he do it?

The process of entering the city was very smooth, and while talking and laughing, Zhu Zilong's clone raised his hand and compared to everyone: "Where is the battle of the Jurchen, can it be compared to Danzhou here?" However, we can't bear the difficulty of Pengju sticking to the mouth of the Great Wall, but we must divide it to support. ”

Hearing this, Han Shizhong's head immediately swelled with blood, he took a deep breath, adjusted his horse and arched his hand, and said: "He Shuai, I'll lead the way, and I'll go back to the mouth of the Great Wall!" I and Pengju guarded it together, just in case something unexpected happened. If you can repel the Jurchen Tartars outside, but if you can't repel them, I will stay with Pengju and wait for the army to come to help! ”

The smile on Zhu Zilong's doppelganger's face was closed, but he thought about it with a serious expression, and replied, "Enter the city to rest first, and then make a plan." We want to repel the Jurchens, not to send them to death on the road in batches! There is a priority, but there is also a process! ”

This is not too much, Zhu Zilong, as a traverser, knows the combat effectiveness of the Jurchen soldiers. Between the mountains, these Jurchen knights could not gallop to their heart's content, and with a peerless warrior like Yue Fei, they still had the strength to fight, although they were still defeated in the end.

However, in the plains, the firearms team is only a start-up and has not yet been completed. But letting people bring their own guards over is obviously also a mistake in command. It is better to advance steadily and steadily, either with a numerical advantage or with firearms. No matter what aspect it is, it seems that the Jurchens surrounded the mouth of the Great Wall before and after, but they also thought the other way around, in fact, it was the Song people who surrounded Yinshuke and others.

One difficulty is the Great Wall level, which is really so.

"The people and horses need time in the past, perhaps, I should come again to open a hanging, and arrange for the flying insects near the mouth of the Great Wall, and the poison will become a disaster, so that the Jurchens can not wait to enter, come, or exit. Can you also help Yue Fei and the others to stay for a few more days? Zhu Zilong's clone muttered to himself in his heart.

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It was night, and sure enough, there was a report from the Malays. The Jurchen people appeared looming not far from Danzhou, and it is estimated that they will arrive the next day.

Zhu Zilong's clone stood in the night wind on the city wall, and saw Han Shizhong riding a horse and rushing over. This Po Han Wu seemed to be full of energy, and he greeted his generals while coming over. Compared to before, he seems to feel a lot more mixed, but he is the happiest one.

Zhu Zilong's doppelganger saw him and squinted at him: "How is the morale?" How many Jurchens are coming? ”

Han Shizhong shook his head and replied: "The military heart is available, but it is surprising, the front is to report to the Malays, and the Jurchens and others are suddenly scattered." And the same goes for those fake Jurchens! ”

"There's still such a thing, explore it again!" Zhu Zilong's doppelganger said with eyebrows.

As Han Shizhong went down, Zhu Zilong's clone immediately released General Hornet. In the buzz, fly straight to the distant mountains.

I don't know how long I flew, but when I came to a place where I was returning from a horse exploration, I saw that the Jurchens and others of the brigade had turned to a very remote mountain village. Seeing this scene, Zhu Zilong's doppelganger secretly said that it was broken.

After the vicinity of Danzhou was controlled by the Great Song Dynasty, in the past few months, the people of Liao have all surrendered. But it was impossible to settle so many people in the city, so they were still resettled in their villages, and the Great Song Dynasty gave them seeds and some rations, so that they could go home and continue to maintain their lives.

Looking at it now, the Jurchens and others obviously did not intend to go straight south, but they started the idea of these people outside the city.

General Hornet sneaked over, and as expected, I saw a burst of screams coming out of that village, and it was a mess!

"There are few Jurchens, this is looking for cannon fodder, as well as looting supplies and people." A voice kept echoing in Zhu Zilong's clone's heart.

He was not wrong with this idea.

The false Jurchens of later generations, the Qing Dynasty army often did this.

Every time I enter the customs, I rob money, women, and supplies, and on the way back, I can use people as cannon fodder. The siege can also use them as human sandbags to fill the siege, and there is no humanity at all.

And some of these captives will also evolve into clothed minions, which will be the unified standard of title in later generations, traitors.

From ancient times to the present, from the middle to the outside, no matter where there will be people who are afraid of resistance to become cannon fodder, and there will also be people who are afraid of death and become traitors. Just like the wild vegetables in spring, they are cut wave after wave, and the spring breeze blows and grows.

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The entrance to the village soon fell silent, as the Jurchens had finished robbing the village and followed the crowd of people who were about to run up the hill behind the village.

At this time, the hornet general turned around and flew in, and the first one was a large family. As soon as I entered, I saw a large number of dead bodies, and they were all people who had just died. There are men and women, old and young.

In the open space in the middle of the village, there were hundreds of corpses, all of them old people and children. The ground is completely red!

Zhu Zilong's clone, who shared the perspective with General Hornet, had a gloomy face, but he continued to control the hornet's reconnaissance. I saw the whole village, black smoke billowing out, the sound of killing in the sky, corpses all over the field, and rivers of blood.

Swords and guns are intertwined with the human body, singing cruel poems written in flesh and blood. Death is the main theme!

Deadly smoke and flames, mixed with all kinds of roars and sorrows, everywhere is hell on earth. The corpses of hundreds of people, like haphazard stacks of hay, were lined up in the narrow alleys, intertwined and intertwined—some gritting their teeth and hideous faces, as if they had exhausted the last strength of their lives. Some of them have strange serene faces, as if they are dying...... (I guess I was knocked unconscious before I died, but I died peacefully)!

Wu Yong's subordinates and the Jurchen soldiers dragged the snatched women into the street and ravaged them wantonly...... It's ugly! At this time, these people could not be called an army at all, they could only be called a group of unorganized and undisciplined thugs.

This picture reminded Zhu Zilong's clone of a noun in his mind--------- devil enters the village!

That's right, these Jurchen soldiers and traitors, and the little devils during the Anti-Japanese War in later generations, how imaginative. It's really the same thing as killing, robbing, and burning, and there is no humanity at all.

It had only been half a day, and the entire village had become a sea of fire and blood, with smoke and corpses everywhere. Endless chaos, death and destruction, and raging fires make this a real hell!

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