These people of the Southern Dynasty were in tattered clothes and faltering. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info seemed to have to exert all his strength before struggling every step, but in the midst of their crowds, there were Jurchen knights shuttling back and forth, but there were manpower who fell to the ground. He cut off his head with a knife, and even killed those who were behind for no reason at the end of the team.

Someone wanted to pick up those who fell, and the Jurchen Tartars simply killed them in the same way, under such tyranny, these Southern Dynasty people who fell into the hands of Hu Lu cried and struggled in the direction of Yifang, and behind them, I don't know how many corpses were left!

Su Runu smiled bitterly, the follow-up Jurchen military horses arrived, their vanguard mission was finally over, and the five or six thousand horsemen who followed Yin Keshu to the south did not know if there were three thousand?

These Jurchen military horses searched for the Southern Dynasty along the way, and they knew that they were going to drive them to attack the city, and Surunu had nothing to pity the people of the Southern Dynasty. In the midst of looting, he did not show mercy in killing the people of the Southern Dynasty. But in the eyes of the Jurchens, aren't they the same as these people of the Southern Dynasties?

This big war. I don't know if there is still a life to fight back to the grassland! Originally, he wanted to make a contribution in this war and expand his strength. Under the support of the Jurchens, the ambition of developing his tribe into the largest in the south of the desert, and finally to unify the grasslands of the south and the north of the desert, at this moment, completely disappeared, and he only cared about protecting his own life, and watched the bloody battle between the Jurchens and the Southern Dynasties.

I don't know how long this bloody battle will last, and I don't know how tragic it will be in the end! And at this moment, on the city wall, Niu Gao and Zhou Tai both rushed to the battlement, looking west, in the smoke and dust, it was the figure of the people of the Great Song Dynasty, and a team of Jurchen knights appeared one after another.

For the arrival of the Jurchen reinforcements, Niu Gao and Zhou Tai, who had long decided to fight to the death in Yifang, had nothing to be shocked about, the big pit dug by the Lan army allowed the Jurchen Tartars to take the lead, Han Shizhong and Lu Junyi arrived, it always took time, but what made them tear apart was the people who drove away for these Jurchen Tartars!

You Jurchen Liao soldiers are extremely strong, and you have the advantage of troops, and we are the Great Song Dynasty soldiers, and you have fought knife to gun, what are you doing driving these people to fill the city?

In the first battle of Yandi, the lives were devastated, and the King of Jin led us to fight in the east and west, always on the front line, and at this time Niu Gao somewhat understood Yang Ling's thoughts. is really rich, why not enter Bianliang as a rich man?

is really a position of power, he has been the king of Jin in Bianliang, and he will take back the soldiers and horses to Bianliang for self-consolidation, what is the difficulty? Why did he send troops out in all directions, struggling to support the situation in Bianliang, and not hesitating to bear the reputation of the king of oppression, and hurriedly set out to the north again? King Jin just didn't want the tragic situation of the Liao people in Yandi to destroy the country, and repeat it in the land of the Great Song Dynasty!

But what is the use of King Jin alone leading Erlang to fight to the death? The Jurchen Tartars are still surging in, and the people of the Great Song Dynasty have suffered an unprecedented catastrophe.

This catastrophe is only the beginning, and it will be staged countless times in this Great Song Dynasty land, from west to east, from south to north! In addition to following King Jin, try your best to destroy all these Tartars! The princes of the court, the strong towns of all parties, are your eyes only on the king of Jin? Are you only thinking about how to bring down King Jin?

Now the lone soldier is fighting for this Great Song Dynasty, it is the King of Jin, and only the King of Jin! No matter what, I don't believe it, we, the sons of the Han family, fill in our own flesh and blood, with the King of Jin as the mainstay, we can't crush these Tartars, no matter how long we have to fight to the death, no matter how tragic this war will be!

At that time, we will come and settle these accounts with you big Song group beetles. You know, these countless people who filled the ravines in the fire. I am sticking out my hand from the ground. Waiting to drag you into hell too!

A large group of people was finally driven to the left side of Yifang County. The Jurchen knights who escorted them were all dusty and tired, and the team chasing Yin Keshu had to go on a concurrent journey, and then immediately received an order from Yin Keshu to collect the people west of Yifang, drive them into battle, and rush to Yifang without a little rest.

But these Jurchen knights didn't dare to complain, Yin Keshu had opened up the Southern Dynasty for the Jurchen army, and seized the opportunity to win, at this time the Jurchen army soldiers all remembered that this person was still a Jurchen general, and he was a figure that Zong Han once valued very much.

With such merit, how can it not be regained to its original position? I'm afraid I have to go one layer further! And Zong Han has already issued a strict order, if the southbound departments do not follow the order of Yin Keshu and delay the military aircraft, no matter what status, no matter how close they are, they will all be killed in front of the battle, and even their relatives and relatives will not be slaves and maids in other people's accounts!

At this moment, the Jurchen military horses, still do not get rid of the wind of sincerity and simplicity and dare to fight, Zong Han strictly ordered behind, the victory in front of the sight, these first to come to the aid of the Jurchen military horses, really tried their best, everyone was tired on horseback, when rushed to the Yifang battlefield, several leaders Mou Ke did not dare to slack off, flying like a horse to the front of the Yin Keshu Da Gong, turned over and bowed down: "Yin Keshu, we are here!" I don't know what else to order? ”

Yin Keshu looked at them, watching these Jurchen soldiers bow down in front of him respectfully again, to return to their original status, to make those who stepped on their heads when they were down, they need more blood of the Nanren, and they need to achieve greater victories against the Nanren!

"I don't have time to give you a little respite, press the formation in the rear, eat and drink right away, drive these southerners to bear the soil, fill in the trenches and attack the city! A team from the west drove a team into battle until the city was taken! ”

Several Jurchen Mouke shouted the order, turned their heads and got on their horses and galloped down. Under their orders, the auxiliary troops who spoke Chinese shouted loudly among the thousands of people of the Great Song Dynasty: "Everyone has a bag of soil and goes to fill the moat!" Throw three bags of soil, and I will surround your life and let you go home! After three breaths, the army will slay those who cannot enter! ”

More than a dozen people who gave orders loudly raised their arms and stretched out their hands in unison, and raised three fingers, but in the blink of an eye, the three fingers were bent down. The Jurchen armor rode in a row at the back, and when the three fingers were bent, they all drew their swords and began to kill indiscriminately from behind.

Blood splashed, the cry among the people sounded earth-shattering, countless people who were lucky enough to struggle here, tried their last strength, and even crawled towards Yifang County, everyone took off their ragged clothes, desperately wrapped the floating soil on the ground, I don't know how many people under this great fear, both hands are drenched in blood, for fear that the movement is slow, and they will be killed by the Jurchen Tartars from behind!

Then these people rushed to the city wall crying and screaming, and the hoarse shouts were one after another, "We are the people of the Great Song Dynasty, don't let go of the arrows!" Let's just spare our lives! "On the battlefield of the wide river valley south of Yifang County, Lanshui meanders through the north of the city.

The Zahu infantry array was in the east, and everyone held a bow to suppress the formation to prevent the military horses in the city from coming out to conflict, and after them, it was the retreating light cavalry that was assembling to breathe, not only to suppress the formation of the infantry array, but also to deal with the possible Song army reinforcements from the east.

These miscellaneous hus not only blocked the dangerous east side for the Jurchen military horses, but also rushed to the city as the vanguard for the first wave of the Jurchens when the people filled the moats to a certain extent, and even carried the earth into mountains on the city wall, and in the west was an array of Jurchen military horses, which were laid out layer by layer.

With Yin Keshu has been transferred to the present several Wanyan Lou room to give Mouke, protect the mound where Yin Keshu is located, and from time to time there are rumors riding out of all directions, conveying Yin Keshu's orders, the tired Jurchen military horses that came from the west, half in front of the formation to drive the people into battle, half of them leaning on the mound where Yin Keshu is located to the north layer of layout, a little respite.

How many cangtou auxiliary troops, in addition to being the two wings of the Jurchen array, are also busy behind the mound, using the looted food to quickly make some food, so that the Jurchen military horses who are tired all the way can eat and drink and recover their strength as soon as possible.

Caught in the middle by the Jurchen and Zahu arrays, with the Jurchen Tartars behind them, desperately crying and rushing towards the Yifang city wall, it was the people of the Great Song Dynasty!

This kind of battle array arrangement is naturally a bit hasty and rough, but it is enough to deal with a lonely city, and Yin Keshu sits on the mound, so he has to watch with his own eyes, and how many lives of the southerners will be used to fill this city!

From now on, Yifang will not be broken, and will never withdraw troops! On the city wall, the soldiers and civilians of Yifang looked at everything that happened in front of them, every sergeant grabbed the bow and crossbow in his hand, and all eyes looked at Niu Gao and Zhou Tai, what should I do?

What to do!

In these eyes, there is more hatred and firmness, these endless dog Tartars, as long as they don't die, we will fight to the death with you in this Yifang City!

Under Yifang City, the corpses are piled up like a mountain, the blood flows like a river, and the people are driven to fill the trench Bocheng, and it is just a few cold words written out, but if you are really immersive, you will know the tragedy of such a war!

The air was filled with the sound of bowstrings fluttering like wasp wings, and an overwhelming array of feathered arrows fell, and when they came within range of the city's head, they were all over the ground with corpses, stretching in the direction of the city walls.

The moat, which was neither wide nor deep, was filled with flesh and blood, and the wounded were wailing and struggling, the earth bags and corpses were mixed together, and the blood was smeared all over them, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was people or soil, and under the city walls, the same corpses were stacked like mountains, and the soil bags and corpses were stacked layer by layer, and there were already more than one person high!

The city was crying and wailing, and in the city, how could the soldiers and soldiers who kept shooting arrows not be the same in tears? Several feather arrows swept past the top of his head and ears, and the strong wind that brought it up made Xiao Xuan's cheeks faintly painful.

There was a scream behind him, and then a body fell heavily on Xiao Xuan's back, and then he felt the hot liquid splashed on his back, and he didn't know if it was the blood gushing out of the person behind him.

Xiao Xuan is a native of Yifang, Lanzhou, Hedong, attached to the household, the family was quite passable, and he can be ranked in the third class when he counts the people, he is twenty-one years old this year, he is loved, his wife is virtuous, and his children are lively and cute.

In ordinary days, he has never let his ten fingers not touch the spring water, hoping that he, who has a slight literary name since he was a child, can go all the way to Huangjia Lianjie and sing a jinshi outside the Donghua Gate.

Although Xiao Xuan has a slight literary name in the local area, but he is really in the examination room to fight with the scribes of the whole Song Dynasty and even in terms of this road, it is still not qualified.

It turned out that Xiao Xuan, who was just studying behind closed doors in the township, had a lot of broadened his horizons in the correspondence with these friends and friends.

But for the scholars, they have the courage to guide the world, Yang Ling sent the army to run Hedong, stirred the wind and rain in Bianliang, and broke the law of the Song Dynasty for more than 100 years, and finally played with the two generations of kings to applaud, as one of the scholars, the future scholar reserve army, how could Xiao Xuan not scold him?

While scolding traitors like Yang Ling between gatherings in the township and literary friends, he was nervously preparing to see if the new monarch would open a dragon flying list, hoping to win all the way and be born as a scholar, and from then on as an official in the court, he could have a vicious fight with this Yang Ling traitor, be the mainstay of the scholars, and save the current disordered dynasty.

As for the northern border troubles, isn't this Yang Ling's traitor raising his own dignity to blackmail the world? The Liao empire has collapsed, and the western thieves are dying, where will they threaten the Great Song Dynasty, which is now peaceful in the four seas?

But the destruction suddenly fell from the sky, the Jurchen army broke through the border and entered, Yin Keshu went all the way south, like the wind galloping, along the way the Great Song Dynasty officials and soldiers, the wind collapsed, no one could delay the footsteps of the Jurchen Tartars a little, and by the time Xiao Xuan realized that something was wrong, it was too late to escape!

In those days, within the borders of Yifang County, it was like hell, there were fires everywhere, pillars of smoke rising everywhere, corpses of people everywhere, and desperate cries of women who had been taken captive by the Hu people everywhere!

After more than 100 years of peace, once the world forgets to fight, once this ruling system has decayed, so that the north has always risen and fallen, and the Hu people who are eyeing each other have come in and destroyed, it will only take a short time!

In East Asia, the Han civilization was too industrious and too rich to produce wealth that was coveted by all the aliens of this era. And once the elite of this era becomes corrupt and forgets to defend this civilization, then it will often usher in another painful shame in the history of this civilization!

Xiao Xuan's family was pressed into by a team of bullets, killing and plundering behind closed doors, the pain is indescribable, in the end, it is only Xiao Xuan who is alive who is already like a walking corpse!

What science field Lianjie, what guidance to the country, what history to leave a name, what saint's subtle words, under the butcher's knife of the alien race, all disappeared, and even seemed a little ridiculous.

Everything in Xiao Xuan's heart has been shattered, but he is just subconsciously struggling to live, as for the purpose of living, what is it for, he has already become like a wandering spirit, he doesn't know. (To be continued.) )