The 250,000 cavalry marching south crossed the border like locusts, and if there was a slight disagreement, the Han people would be slaughtered.

On the roads of the four-state and sixteen cities they marched, only barren grass and dry bones were left, which were crushed in the memory of history.

The Han people, in this era, in front of the Liao people, have no right to live.

The 250,000 cavalry has been gathered by five armies, and hundreds of thousands of horses gallop on the official road of the land of Yanyun, and even if they are a few miles away, they can feel the moving vibration.

In just half a month, the 250,000 troops had already moved south for nearly 500 miles, and Danzhou, occupied by the New Song Kingdom, was not far ahead.

"General Qiyu, I found a small Han village ahead!"

In the middle of the march, the main general, Jerusha, received a report from the spies.

"Kill them all, and the army will camp in this village, inform the leaders of the various tribes, and prepare to discuss the matter!" Jerusha casually commanded, slaughtering villages, he couldn't remember how many times he had done it along the way.

"Yes!" The spy received the order and galloped to the front of the army to inform him.

When Yerusha came to the gate of the village, the people of Zhuangzi had been slaughtered, and two Khitan soldiers were fighting with long knives and carrying the heads of two children, one of the two children's heads was a boy and the other was a girl, their eyes were empty with a sense of horror, and now, their dead heads were actually teased and played by the Liao people like this.

Jerusha didn't bother to bother with the soldiers, and although he was the commander of the operation, they were tribesmen who mostly scoffed at Jerusha's orders—they only obeyed their tribal leaders.

After entering the big tent that had been built, Yerusha saw that the tent was already full of people, most of whom were richly dressed, wearing mink and velvet, and the standard Khitan aristocratic attire, all of whom were the leaders of the various tribes on this expedition.

The chieftaincy policy of the Liao State was strange to the Song people.

Although the Liao State had government offices in various regions like the Central Plains, the actual power of these government personnel was not very large, and the leaders of the tribes who really had the right to rule in the local areas.

In each region, there is a larger tribe.

The tribe accepts, annexes, and integrates with the surrounding small tribes, and their leader enjoys the worship of the entire tribe, and at the same time, he can also give orders to the tribe, just like the vassal kings of the Central Plains.

When the Liao army marched to war, it liked to sign the local tribes, and these tribes were also very active in participating in the war.

War means plunder.

For the tribe, there is nothing faster than plundering money.

But if the emperor does not order them to plunder, the leader of the tribe is not allowed to lead troops to plunder the Song people without permission, this is an iron law of the Liao State, if there is a leader who dares to violate it, then Liao Jingzong does not mind letting the men of his entire tribe fall to the ground.

The strong central power determined that local tribes could not invade the Central Plains at will.

Therefore, going to the Central Plains to grass every year has become a good time for the border tribes of Liao to make a lot of money.

But apart from grassing, regional tribes rarely had the opportunity to invade the Central Plains.

But now that the New Song Kingdom has angered His Majesty the Emperor of Da Liao, the emperor is angry, ambush millions of corpses, Liao Jingzong waved his hand, all the tribes that want to invade the Central Plains and plunder, the tribal leader can lead the men in the clan to join the battle.

This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity made these tribal leaders, like hungry wolves smelling blood, join one after another, and they also brought a large number of men from the tribe, and some tribes even went out of their nests.

So Liao Jingzong only sent 50,000 cavalry at the beginning, and the remaining 200,000 were all composed of tribal soldiers...

....

"Ahem, judging from the map, there is Danzhou ahead, and it is also the city that the New Song Kingdom currently occupies the front of my Great Liao." Jerusha stood in the middle of the tent with the map in his hand, and said solemnly to the tribal leaders sitting around.

"General Jerusha, don't tell us this, let's discuss, and finally kill the Song people, how to divide the looted things." A middle-aged man with a standard Khitan beard spoke.

His suggestion was immediately echoed by a large number of voices.

"That's it, General Yelu, kill all those Han people, can their heads be counted as money? I heard that there are a lot of people this time, do we use our noses to count money, or do we use our ears to count money? ...”

"Yes, General Jerusha, if we grab something, should we divide it evenly? ...”

"I heard that Qingzhou is also very rich now, why don't we go all the way to Qingzhou, and eat all at once...."

"It's just..."

......

Listening to the noise of the leaders of the various tribes, Yerusha's face became worse and worse, and finally he shouted: "Noise! ”

After his voice, no one in the tent continued to talk.

I saw Yelusha raise his head solemnly and said: "According to the map drawn by my Da Liao, there is a plain convex land in front of this Danzhou, the name is: Hulukou, there are mountains on both sides, there is a continent in the middle, the location is easy to defend and difficult to attack, if the new Song army wants to stop my Da Liao soldiers outside the city, it will definitely choose this place." ”

The various leaders sitting in the big tent, you look at me, I look at you, and finally one of them smiled weirdly: "Then General Yelusha is afraid of those weak Song people and wants to choose a detour?" ”

"Hahaha~" A mocking voice came and went in the big tent.

Jerusha's face was a little pale, as the saying goes, he didn't blame the people, and although he wanted to teach the tribal leader a lesson, the other leaders also laughed at him, which prevented him from doing anything too out of the ordinary.

"I just want to remind you that the terrain here is dangerous, and you must be extremely careful when passing by, beware of a sneak attack by the New Song Army, after all, according to the spies on the front line, these New Song Army may have a weapon that we do not have."

"Could it be that General Jerusha is afraid? I have 250,000 cavalry in Daliao, when have I ever been afraid of those Han people! It was a gray-bearded tribal leader who spoke, and he continued to chatter: "I think back then, I led the tribe south to fight grass all the way to Weizhou of the Han people!" I almost hit the old nest of the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty..."

As soon as this chatterbox was opened, the leaders of various tribes began to boast at once, this hit to Shanzhou, that hit Chongzhou, and some said that they hit Bianjing, each one was more outrageous than the other, and the whole big tent suddenly became a pot of porridge.

Yerusha didn't want to waste any more time with these ignorant old things, and walked out of the big tent without looking back, Yerusha looked in the direction of the south, and then said to his personal guard: "Immediately organize a team of 300 spies to go to Hulukou to find out if there is an ambush by the Song army." ”

"Yes!" The guards took the order and left.

Jerusha was left alone and continued to face south, and he sighed softly, the sharp intuition brought by years of war always made him feel an indescribable palpitation in the bottom of his heart.....