Tunhewei Hongsong Town.

This is the easternmost part of Tunhewei, further east, is Wutunhewei, and to the north, Jiahewei, which has been occupied by the Jurchens.

A river runs from northeast to southwest, and one hundred and forty miles to the southwest flows into the Towin River. The river was quite wide, more than half a mile long, but the current was very gentle, and by this time it was covered with a thick layer of ice, and it was covered with a thin layer of snow. On either side of the river are patches of well-cultivated fertile fields, with straight irrigation ditches dug for it, which are also covered with snow, but every now and then you can see a small village. Further afield, on the low hills, there are huge red pines – hence the name.

It was dusk, the sky was high and blue, and in the distance, the sunset was dense, and the golden sunlight was sprinkled down, and the sky and the earth were a faint gold.

It's time to eat, and the smoke rises over the village, reflecting the splendid prosperity of the world.

On the hillside not far away, a cavalry was stationed on the horse.

Their posture is very calm, and it can even be said that they are unscrupulous, and they have no intention of hiding their whereabouts at all, they are all very arrogant, as if they are afraid that others will not find out.

This group of cavalry was about three or five hundred men, and the equipment was mixed, and there were about thirty or fifty of them, all of whom were covered in heavy armor made of steel sheets, although they were not as good as the full-body plate armor, but compared to cotton armor, they were superior in defensive ability. The weapon in their hands is also a fine and heavy mace, on the body of the war horse under the crotch. They are all dressed in cotton or leather horse clothes. These thirty or fifty people are obviously battle-hardened veterans, and they are standing there quietly, and there is also a majestic and fierce aura coming towards them, which makes people shudder in their hearts at a glance.

These thirty or fifty people all have very obvious Jurchen facial features, with thick bodies, collapsed noses and small eyes.

In addition to them. The rest of the team, at a glance, can be seen. Definitely Han Chinese. Their equipment was far from good, and they wore no armor, but thick cotton clothes or sheepskin coats. Most of the weapons in their hands are single-handed, and some don't even have a knife, holding a thick and hard wooden stick. There was also murder on their faces, especially when they looked at the rich villages below, the greed and viciousness in their eyes almost turned into flames, and they had obviously seen a battle kill people. But how to put it, compared to those cavalry in steel armor, they are like bandits who rob houses and murderous veterans, the difference is very obvious.

The Jurchens were clearly in the lead of the ranks, and they seemed to be officers or something. The status of those soldiers facing the Han people is much lower, and they are all respectful.

Surrounded by everyone was a Jurchen man who was less than thirty years old, with a gloomy face, and he swept the gaze of those Han soldiers. is also full of contempt and hatred, but this emotion is well concealed by him.

A Han soldier who looked like he should be more favored leaned in with a greedy face and laughed: "Lord Baihu, when are we going to kill it?" The village of these Han dogs is very fat. There are women, food, animal skins, gold and silver in it, and we snatched it, but we can ......."

The eyes of this Jurchen hundred yin owls looked at him coldly, although they didn't say a word, it made him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar, he smiled, didn't dare to speak anymore, and retreated honestly.

"These dogs!"

Jurchen Baihu scolded coldly in his heart.

His name is Zhu Ketu, he is from the Haixi Jurchen Dong Ebu, Zhu Ketu, in the Jurchen language is huge, round meaning, when Zhu Ketu was born, because of the big and round head, it looks like a tiger's head, it is very cute, so he was given this name by his father. However, the longer he gets, the more it does not conform to Zhu Ketu's original intention, and now he is quite strong, of course, it can only be said to be strong, and the other Jurchens' big-waisted and round-waisted bodies are completely different from the same level. …,