In late autumn, the north wind gradually hardened, became cold, Yandi wide road, twenty or thirty Jurchen cavalry lying on the horse, let the horses run forward, this group of cavalry everyone was wounded, almost even the horses under the body were scarred, a stout Jurchen man in the middle of the cavalry, was surrounded in the middle, covered with blood, one eye was wrapped in white cloth, revealing the other eye, but there was no trace of brilliance in the eye exposed outside. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info the whole person seems to be evacuated. This person is the Jin Bing East Route Army who led the troops to attack Cangzhou Mansion, and the Meng'an tart under Wanyan Zongwang was lazy.

At this time, there were less than thirty horsemen left around the tart lazy. Each cavalry had this wound on their bodies, and they were lazy to rush out of the battle formation of the Song army under the personal guard, and gathered some men and horses along the way, more than 200 people, but when they crossed the Baigou River, they were caught off guard by a sudden wave of Song soldiers behind them, and the young man with good marksmanship was like a messenger from hell, taking away the lives of one Jurchen son after another, and a group of remnants of the army covered the tart lazy crossing the river. In a panic, he crossed the Baigou River with the remaining more than 20 horsemen and horses, and fled towards Yanjing.

At this moment, the tart lazy brain was full of rapid death, more than 5,000 Jurchen sons and daughters were scattered, the cruel scene of that day, the terrifying eyes of the Song general, made the tart lazy feel a chill in his heart, and the Jurchen warriors who never knew what fear was, at this time felt a kind of bone-chilling cold and boundless fear. Died quickly, the body was snatched away, how should he deal with himself when he returned to Zongwang, Zongwang knew that he died quickly, what should he do.

What to do? The whole person seems to be like a walking corpse, and he is no longer the Jurchen fierce man he used to be. Thinking of Liu Ping, the general of the Southern Dynasty whose mouth was full of blood, he was afraid in his heart, that is, he fought with the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Great Liao Emperor Yelu Yanxi back then, and there were no hardships that day, and the Jurchens had 200,000 tribes, and the Jurchen sons who could put on battle armor, could open a hard bow, and could wield a big axe, but only 100,000 horses. But this Southern Dynasty has a population of more than 10 million, nearly a million soldiers, if they are all like the battle of Cangzhou, how can my Dajin still be able to gain a foothold in the territory of the Song Dynasty, when did the people of the Southern Dynasty become so able to fight, so able to fight, if the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty are like the soldiers led by Liu Ping, I am afraid that it will be a good thing that my Dajin will not be killed by the Han people, it shouldn't be! It shouldn't be! A certain family followed the old emperor of Agu to conquer the Great Liao, and followed Marshal Zongwang to attack the Great Song Dynasty, how could he have suffered such a heavy blow. When also? Fate?

The tart was thinking about it in a mess, but the horse under him did not stop, and ran towards Yanjing City desperately. The horsepower was bumpy, causing the wound in the tart's lazy eye to rupture and bleed again, and the blood soaked the white cloth and stained half of his face red. It's terrifying. The body was a little shaky because of excessive blood loss. At this time, the people and horses were already less than fifty miles away from Yanjing.

"Tart lazy, tart lazy, hold on, it's about to arrive in Yanjing, and there will be one moment left." The guard beside him shouted at the tart lazy, and the tart lazily roared on the horse to his senses.

Tart lazily looked at the shadowy golden banner on the gate of Yanjing City in the distance, his heart was settled, and at the same time extremely uneasy. If you want to die, you will die, anyway, if you don't protect me, even if Zong Wang kills me, I don't complain, I just hate that it was better to die directly under Cangzhou City at that time, and it is like suffering like this kind of suffering on a horse now.

Yanjing, the Han city-state, has experienced several changes from the end of the Tang Dynasty to the present, first by the late Tang Dynasty's Hedong Jiedu Shi Jingjiao ceded to the Khitan and Xi tribes, as well as many small tribes in the Bohai Sea composed of the Liao State, and became the Liao State of Nanjing, the five capitals of the Liao State, and this known as the land of iron and iron of the Great Liao lasted less than three hundred years, and was defeated by the Jurchen tribe that sprung up, and the Jin Dynasty and the Northern Song Dynasty signed a maritime alliance. The oath to attack the Great Liao together, but unfortunately the famous general Yelu Dashi in the last days of the Great Liao in Yanjing only with tens of thousands of mourning soldiers alone blocked the hundreds of thousands of Song troops commanded by Tong Guan, and then Yanjing was captured by the fierce Jin people, Yelu Dashi was defeated and went to Mobei, life and death are still unknown, and Yanjing also fell into the hands of the Jin people, three changes of its owner, this rich and prosperous Yanjing City, now under the occupation of the Jin people has become more and more dilapidated.

Tart Lazy returned to Yanjing Gate with the cavalry who had survived the disaster, and the sharp-eyed Jin soldiers in the city found Tart Lazy and others, and hurriedly got off the city defense and went to the city to report.

"Marshal, marshal, the tart lazy general is back." Among the palatial mansions of Yanjing City. A golden soldier Pu Liyan knelt in the hall and respectfully reported to Wanyan Zongwang who was seated.

Wanyan Zongwang stood up abruptly, and asked with a look of concern in his eyes, "Where?" ”

"It should be outside the city gate now, and I'll be in the city at once." The Pryan hurriedly replied.

"Quick! Come out with me! Wanyan Zongwang said anxiously. Shou Su and Tart Lazy went to capture Cangzhou, but there was no news for three days, except that the next day when Tart Lazy sent troops to say that Guo Yaoshi of Zhuozhou suffered a loss under Cangzhou City, and he sent his henchmen to Zhuozhou, so that the badly injured Guo Yaoshi saw the people he sent to persuade him to surrender, let Guo Yaoshi vote for Jin, and promised to help him take revenge, capture Cangzhou, and take Liu Ping's head to Guo Yaoshi. And he also made a promise that when he conquered Bianliang, he would make Guo Yaoshi the king of Song. Guo Yaoshi, who was about to move, couldn't help but be tempted to secretly take refuge in Wanyan Zongwang, which made Wanyan Zongwang feel very comfortable in the past few days, and secretly said that as long as Guo Yaoshi's Shenwu Changsheng Army no longer opposes Dajin, then he can free up his hands and do not need to send troops to monitor Guo Yaoshi, but can deal with Zongze's difficult bone wholeheartedly. The only thing that has no news is what is happening to the speedy and lazy people who were sent out, and they were waiting for the good news of speed, but there was no trace of it coming back. The Jin soldiers sent to give the order did not find the team that was speeded, which ordered Zong Wang to be a little anxious in his heart, for fear that something would happen to his son. But as the commander of an army, everything must be military first, even if you are worried, you can't show it first, so as not to mess up the army's heart, at this time I heard that the tart was lazy to return to the city, my heart was very excited, and I hurriedly got up and led people to the city gate.

"Squeak ~~~~~~~~!" The gate of Yanjing opened, and more than a hundred fierce Jurchen cavalry poured out of the city gate, lined up in two teams, flashed a road, and Zong Wang came to the gate accompanied by several henchmen Meng An Moke. Stunned, he looked at the tart lazy and other more than twenty defeated soldiers who were covered in wounds kneeling in front of their horses.

Zong Wang got off the horse. Staring at the tragic scene in front of him, the horses were bleeding, everyone was wounded, and their faces were covered with blood, and they couldn't even see their faces clearly. The tart lazy had blood all over his face. With a white cloth wrapped around his face, he knelt in front of Zong Wang like a sculpture. Zong Wang's heart felt like he had been smashed by a heavy hammer, and his mind was dizzy.

"Five thousand centaurs?? There are more than 3,000 cavalry and more than 2,000 infantry troops, all of which are the essence of my Dajin. How? Why are you all left?!! What about people? What about people? Zong Wang shouted in disbelief.

"Did you encounter a siege by the Song army's brigade?" Zong Wang's face was pale and he reluctantly stood up and asked.

The wounded soldiers shook their heads and remained silent.

Wanyan Zongwang grabbed him suddenly, and the next kneeling soldier looked at him close to his face and said, "You are not slow!" Then he threw it away, grabbed the kneeling wounded soldier next to him and said, "Neither are you!" Then he grabbed a kneeling soldier and shouted, "You're not speeding! ”

"You're not speeded!"

"You're not slowing either!"

"You're not! No! ”

"You're not slow!"

"Ah!! Yes!!!! ”

Wanyan Zongwang grabbed eight or nine soldiers kneeling on the ground in a row, like a mad tiger, muttering the name of the speed in his mouth, and the many soldiers around him had already understood what was going on. They all lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

"Ahh Can anyone tell me! Where's the speed? Where's the speed!! Wan Yan Zongwang shouted with red eyes.

"Zongwang, Zongwang! We're sorry for you! We've lost the speed!! Speed, speed can't come back。。。。。 A few Mou Ke, who knelt on the ground and came back alive, cried at Zong Wang with tears on their faces.

"Lost? Can't come back? Zong Wang's body shook involuntarily.

"Lost? Where's the loss? Yes? Say it? Why can't you come back? Why can't you come back? Yes!!?? Why don't you get my speed back? Yes??? Why!!! Zong Wang's face was full of hideousness, and he kicked away to support his personal guard.

"Zongwang, I'm sorry for you, I was killed by Liu Ping, the guard of the Song army, under the city of Cangzhou!!" Without saying a word, the tart opened his mouth and shouted violently.

"You ...... Do you still have the face to come back? Zong Wang gritted his teeth and said. Kill it, give it a funeral! ”

"Marshal, we're sorry for you!" A group of wounded soldiers were cut down by a group of gold soldiers next to them.

"Poof! Poof! .............”

More than two dozen horsemen were beheaded, and only the tart was left to kneel there and be killed.

"Oh yes!! It's a pain in someone's house! Zong Wang's eyes were dark, and he fainted on the ground, and a group of guards hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Zong Wang, I'm sorry for you, I didn't protect you well, you can kill me!" The tart knelt lazily in front of Zong Wang like a log.

A henchman beside Zong Wang, Meng An, pulled out a steel knife, and the sword light was like lightning, slashing at the tartl's lazy head.

"Wait!!" Zong Wang's eyes opened suddenly. shouted at the knife-wielding Meng An. The fierce knife was extremely fast, and when he heard Zong Wang shouting to stop, he hurriedly put away the knife. The sharp steel blade was straight against the tart's lazy neck, and it was not cut off.

"Zongwang! Give me a good time, let me die!! The tart lazy said with tears on his face.

"I don't kill you because you're useful!" Zong Wang stood up and looked at the tart lazily, the pain of losing his son was too big.

"You are the deputy commander of the army, Wanyan died quickly, you should be disposed of yourself, but a certain family does not kill you because you know the situation at the time, and a certain still uses you, and when you take revenge on the speed, you can die!!" Zong Wang deserved to be a fierce general among the Jurchens, but in an instant, he returned to normal, and said with a cold face.

Suddenly, Zong Wang stared at Cangzhou with blood-red eyes and shouted, "Liu Ping! I'm going to kill you alive!! ”

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