Lying on the hospital bed, Wanyan Lou only felt weak and dizzy.

The Song army was defeated, and the Jin army was victorious.

In this battle, the Song army grasped the initiative in the northwest battlefield, crisscrossing the northwest, and there was no opponent.

The Jin Army celebrated and had a lot of fun! Drink as much wine as you like, eat meat as much as you like, and women sleep to their heart's content, all happy.

As the first hero, Wanyan Lou Room was treated like a hero.

When the commander Zongfu feasted and rewarded the meritorious soldiers, he often said: 'When he is seriously ill and fights for the country, and then breaks the great enemy, which of the famous generals of the past and present can surpass Lou Mu?" Respect the ultimate in Wanyan Lou room. In order to reward Wan Yan Lou Chamber, Sosuke rewarded him with gold and silver wine utensils used in the royal banquet, finely made and solid armor, and seven horses with armor.

Wanyan Lou received it silently, but gradually felt that he couldn't support it.

Wanyan Lou was already sick, and the situation was getting worse and worse, so if he wanted to rest for a while, it was best to return to the field and go home to be a blessed man. It's a pity that between Song and Jin, they have been fighting, fighting to the death, and if they want to take a break, it is impossible, they have been holding on to the death.

Until this moment, he was terminally ill.

War is the most damaging to health.

On the battlefield, many people died on the battlefield and could not die well; while others are seriously injured, missing arms and legs; There are also some people who have complete body parts, but the long war and blood are often common, and they have long left mental illness.

After Yan Lou's lifelong battle, he suffered many injuries to his body, and the psychological pressure was high, coupled with the lack of adaptation to water and soil, etc., various reasons were superimposed. As a result, his life is dying, he is on the verge of death, and he has no power to return to heaven at this moment.

At this time, in front of the bed sat his son, who was a beautiful girl. The expression was grief-stricken.

"Child, you can be ......"

"Father, the child is here!"

"Ahem!" Wan Yan Lou said: "Help me up!" ”

Wanyan Huonu got up, helped Wanyan Lou Room up, and put a pillow behind her.

"Son, father, is going to die!"

"Father. It's just a minor illness, and my father will be cured soon! Wanyan comforted.

"Son, don't comfort your father. Life and death matter. Wealth is in the sky. Life and death were originally nothing! Wan Yan Lou Room's expression was indifferent, without the slightest fear of death, "Child, if you die for your father, you will die." Lived for more than fifty years. Dead and nothing. Just don't worry about you! ”

"Father's ......"

"I want to think about the past. We Jurchens rose from humble beginnings, and no one would have thought that such a great foundation would be laid. At that time, it was difficult to fight a hundred battles, nine deaths, and too many people died. At that time, life was very hard, and maybe one day they would die, but they were close to each other as if they were relatives. It's a pity. It's easy to share the joys and hardships, but it's difficult to be rich and rich! Until now. My Jurchen will never look at each other like in the past! ”

Wan Yan Lou smiled bitterly, and blood was dripping in his heart.

I just feel a lot of pain in my heart, and I can't go back to the past.

"Father...... "Wanyan wanted to say something, but she gritted her teeth and still didn't say it. At this time, in the court hall of the Jin Kingdom, there was a miasma, and he didn't think about how to defeat the Song army, but he was thinking about intrigues, calculating with each other, and the various factions were like enemies.

"Remember, children, don't get involved in party fighting, stay away from party fighting!" Wan Yan Lou said.

"Father, the child remembers!" Wanyan Huonu nodded.

"What's the recent situation? In Shandong, Marshal Zong Han retreated again and again, fought with the Song army, won and lost each other, and at this moment he had retreated to Youyun, and the whole of Shandong fell again! Wanyan said.

"Shandong is lost!" After Yan Lou thought about it for a long time, he said, "If you lose it, you can lose it!" At the beginning, it was too easy to get Shandong, and it became lost if it was lost. Shandong is a dead land, if the Song army regains Shandong in a big way, but the troops are scattered, leaving flaws everywhere. Shandong is lost, it's just a trivial matter, as long as the clouds are not lost, it doesn't matter! What else? ”

"The four princes are leading a large army to attack Monk Yuan, where there are only a few thousand remnants of the Song army, as long as they conquer there, take advantage of the situation to enter Sichuan, and then go down the trend and besiege Xiangyang on both roads, then the big thing can be decided!" As she spoke, Wanyan Huonu told the battle plan of the Jin Army.

After the great victory in the Battle of Fuping, Zong Bi planned to take advantage of the victory to pursue, expand the results of the battle, enter the whole of Sichuan, and occupy the strategic initiative.

"Alas, the fourth prince is impatient. In the battle of Monk Yuan, our army will be defeated! Wan Yan Lou Room sighed, his eyes were a little gloomy, and he couldn't help coughing a few times as he spoke.

"Why will you lose!" Wanyan Huonu was a little puzzled: "In Monk Yuan, there are only a few thousand remnants of the Jin Army, all of which are defeated and have low combat effectiveness; And at this moment, our army is 100,000 people, besieging Monk Yuan, how can it not be victorious! ”

"Son, remember the Battle of Changping!" Wan Yan Lou said.

"Remember, kid!" Wanyan is also proficient in the art of war, and the famous Battle of Changping in history, naturally remembers that the battle achieved Bai Qi's prestige, and also made the Zhao State collapse, and the unification of the Qin State became a foregone conclusion.

The Battle of Changping and the Battle of Fuping are so similar, it is a matter of life and death for a country! The Battle of Changping established the prestige of Baiqi; And the battle of Fuping also established the prestige of his father. In the Battle of Changping, Zhao Kuo talked about the army on paper and became a laughing stock for the ages; And the battle of Fuping, Zhang Jun's scholars debated, and they hated for 10,000 years.

In the Battle of Changping, Zhao lost and collapsed; And in the battle of Fuping, the Song State lost and lost the northwest! ”

"It's a pity that the Jin State is not the Qin State, and the Song State is not the Zhao State! Zhao's national strength is not as good as Qin's, with few soldiers and few generals, so that the war can't last, so it can only be a hasty attack and take a risky battle, Zhao loses, and loses a hundred years of national fortune; And my Dajin is not as good as the Song Dynasty, whether it is military strength, financial resources, or others. In this battle, if my Dajin loses, he can only become a Xiongnu and a Turk, either fleeing in exile or exterminating the clan; But the Song State lost, but it just suffered a big loss, and it was not even a good loss, just to give the Song Dynasty Emperor Zhao Pu a chance to rectify the Western Army! ”

"In this battle, it was only the Western Army that was defeated, and the Western Army was the strongest army in the Song Dynasty in the past, but now the strongest army in the Song Dynasty is Zhao Pu's descendant army. As long as the Bazi Army did not suffer heavy losses, the Song Dynasty would not have suffered heavy losses at all. And the Western Army suffered heavy losses, just to eliminate the division of feudal towns for Zhao Pu, eliminate the control of the army by the Northwest family, and eliminate the instability in the Northwest! ”

Listening to this, Wanyan Huonu only felt suddenly enlightened, and the joy of the great victory in the Battle of Fuping gradually dissipated.

Yes, the eight-character army has not been destroyed, no matter how big the victory is, it is also a small victory. Moreover, in the southeast, in the Central Plains, and in Liaodong, the Song army achieved a great victory. Even if the northwest loses, the army can be calmly mobilized to rescue. The victory in the Battle of Fuping only alleviated the crisis in other battlefields, and did not bring disaster to the Song army.

"It's just, father, the monk is just a small city, the four princes can easily break through, where will there be a big defeat!" Wanyan still doesn't believe that the fourth prince Zongbi will lose.

With the momentum of victory, how could the Jin army not be able to break through a small city!

"After the victory of Changping, only the old and weak children were left in Zhao State, but they still held Handan City. The Song army was embarrassed, and only the remnants of the army were defeated, but they were also better than the Zhao State at that time. Zhao Guo can hold Handan, and the Song army can naturally hold Monk Yuan! ”

"Ahem!" After coughing a few times, Wan Yan Lou continued: "The trapped beast is still fighting, and the beast in a desperate situation is the most terrifying, because there is no way back. At this time, the Song army had no way out, so they could only defend the monk Yuan, and everyone had the heart of death, how could they not hold it? On the contrary, our Jin army, the battle of Fuping was won, but the loss was not small, and the division was already tired, and the army was in a panic, and the chance of victory was slim! ”

After finishing speaking, Wan Yan Lou closed his eyes, very tired.

"Son, prepare a coffin for me!"

In September, Wan Yan Lou died of a serious illness.

And the Jin army was also defeated in the monk Yuan first, and then defeated at the Immortal Pass.

PS: The festival is shattered. There is something, there was no change yesterday, and it will be slowly made up. (To be continued......)

PS: PS: The festival is shattered. There is something, there was no change yesterday, and it will be slowly made up.