At the officer's order, the soldiers of the Overseer drew their weapons one after another, and those who had been stabbed were scattered on the ground along with bundles of firewood that had been torn from straw ropes.

The people who were running behind immediately stopped in fright, and looked at the blood-stained white blades in front of them, and they began to rub back step by step. The officer overseeing the battle shouted loudly, presumably to re-emphasize the rules. On one side was a mortal warlord, and on the other there was a way out, and the people turned silently and walked towards the baskets of straw bags and firewood that had been thrown on the ground.

Lin Ming was tall and thin, standing very conspicuous among the people, and at first he chose the lightest bundle of firewood, and Jin Bing whipped him: "Such a big man, go get a basket." ”

Lin Ming had no choice, so he took a dirt basket and carried it on his back, he was tall, and his center of gravity was a little unstable when he carried such a heavy earthen basket.

He walked towards the city wall with a heavy basket on his back, when a man carrying a bundle of firewood ran to him: "Stone, stupid, put the basket in front of you to block the arrows." "Lin Ming's word heart stone, the person who came is called Pang Shannuo, and he is familiar with him, so he calls him stone

"Thanks, Sano." With Pang Shannuo's help, Lin Xinshi moved the basket in front of him. With such a toss, the two fell behind the team.

The Song army at the head of the city began to shoot arrows again, and from time to time people fell to the ground, and those who were shot down did not die immediately, and they cried loudly and begged to drag themselves behind, but no one paid attention to them. Everyone has to save their energy and use it to run back.

Lin Xinshi and Pang Shannuo walked slowly, at this time there was already a wave of people in front of the moat, the bow and arrow on the city also concentrated on attacking the outside of the moat, the crowd on the edge of the moat was dense, and people continued to fall into the moat with arrows, at this time, a strong man in the back row held a straw bag high, trying to find a gap to throw it into the moat, but his front was densely packed with people, he shouted something, at this time, a feather arrow flew down on the city, right in the right chest of the strong man, the strong man's hand was loosened, the straw bag fell to the ground, he fell to the side, and saw that he was not alive.

Lin Xinshi's ears kept hearing screams and the swishing sound of arrows flying, but he entered a state of distraction, as if all this had nothing to do with him, and suddenly he was pushed on his back, and at the same time he heard Pang Shannuo's voice in his ears: "Run, this is the time." ”

Sure enough, there was a vacancy next to the moat not far ahead, and Lin Xinshi quickly ran to the edge of the moat and threw the basket into the moat. The sound of arrows in his ears was endless, and from time to time someone fell to the ground after being hit by an arrow, Lin Xinshi threw down the basket and ran back with all his might, at this time, he only felt a cold scalp, and then felt something hot running down his hair.

"Did I get an arrow?" Lin Xinshi was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but stop. At this time, someone pushed him again: "Run!" Lin Xinshi ran reflexively. They ran until they reached the rear of the warlords, and then they stopped.

The person pushing Lin Xinshi behind him was Pang Shannuo, Lin Xinshi leaned down and gasped, but Pang Shannuo immediately took two calculation chips and handed them to Lin Xinshi, and the two of them took the calculation chips and waited in an inconspicuous place. Pang Shannuo's eyes were dripping, and Lin Xinshi said: "Don't look at it, after this camp, there is a joint camp outside, and there is no way to escape." ”

In the evening, the colonel of Jin Bing gathered the survivors of today's trench filling together, went to another camp to build siege equipment, and finally gave each person a black ball, and I don't know what kind of food it was.

Lin Xinshi ate the ball in two bites, knowing that today had finally passed, so he said to Pang Shannuo: "Shannuo, you saved me twice again today." ”

"That's it," said Pangshanno with a grin, "who told me to be in sympathy with you?" ”

"How good are you, you are a native of Hebei, even if you die, you will die in your hometown, but I am a Liao, I can only be a ghost in a foreign land. Where to sympathize with each other. ”

"But if you want to find your five wives and concubines, I want to find my five BMWs, isn't this a sympathy?"

"Sanno, you're here again. If I can really reunite with my five wives, I will definitely repay your great kindness, and I wish you to get the five-color BMW back. Lin Xinshi's face was solemn, "It's just a matter of changing horses, and I won't mention it again." ”

After a day of playing equipment, Lin Ming and Pang Shannuo were so tired that they didn't want to move their fingers, they ate the black ball issued to them in a few bites, and then fell to the ground, and after a while, Pang Shannuo slept like a dead pig.

Lin Ming was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, he was dazed, but the past kept coming out of his mind, and he didn't know what it was.

Lin Ming is not a Song person, but a Liao person, and he is not surnamed Lin, but surnamed Yelu, Yelu Xinshi, the cousin of Lin Ya Yelu Dashi of the Southern Privy Council.

Yelu Xinshi lives in Yanjing, although Yelu Xinshi himself was born in a noble family, but he has no ambition to make contributions, but he just wants to live quietly with his wives and concubines of the five clans. His wife is from Xi, Khitan, Yandi Han, Bohai, Jurchen, the so-called republic of the five ethnic groups is also, and the family is also happy, harmonious and beautiful.

It's just the alliance between Song and Jin on the sea, Yanjing was finally broken by the Jin soldiers, Yelu Xinshi took his five wives and concubines, went south to avoid Dingzhou in Zhongshan Mansion in the Song Realm, made some money, and landed an identity in Dingzhou. When the master asked him his surname, Yelu Xinshi was about to answer: "Yelu ......" suddenly remembered that he was in the Song Realm, and the surname Yelu was afraid of causing trouble, so he changed his words: "...... Lin Xinshi. Since then, he has been surnamed Lin Zixinshi, and he has also given himself a Chinese name: Lin Ming.

He originally had no ambitions, and as a nobleman of the Liao State, he had no intention of restoring the foundation, and just wanted to be a rich man in the Song Kingdom with peace of mind. didn't want to turn over the year, and Jin Bing went south.

He hurriedly fled with his family to Xingzhou. Fortunately, he was proficient in Khitan, Jurchen, and Chinese, which was a skill urgently needed by the current government, so Lin Ming asked for an errand to be a translator and spy for the governor of Xingzhou. It was in Xingzhou that Lin Ming met Pang Shannuo.

Pang Shannuo is a local tyrant in Xingzhou, who specializes in selling horses and herding horses for the government, and calls himself a horse herder in Xingzhou. He has five solid color horses, the colors are red, yellow, black, white and green, so they are called five-color BMWs.

Jin Bingwei was really determined, Pang Shannuo and Lin Ming went out to inquire about the news on the order of Zhizhou, but they didn't want to meet the Jin Bing Horse Brigade, but fortunately, Pang Shannuo was shrewd, and the two pretended to be villagers who herded horses, so they were not killed on the spot, but the horses they were riding were robbed by Jin Bing, and the two were detained in Minzhuang.

Lin Ming counted the days, and the ten-day period was approaching, and they were going to fill in the trenches again, this time it might not be as good as last time. His five-room wives and concubines don't know what to do in Xingzhou. After thinking about it for half a night, I finally fell asleep in a daze.

It seemed that as soon as he closed his eyes, Lin Ming was pushed awake, and as soon as he opened his eyes, Pang Shannuo's round face was in front of him: "Stone, hurry up, there is a group of people who are going to pacify the army right now, if you and I also go, we can suffer for a few more days." ”

Lin Ming just woke up, and thought about this for a while, and suddenly a spirit: "The ten-day period is coming, it's better to go to pacify the army first." ”

It turned out that this was a strategy of Wanyan Muhan: he attacked the Pingding army and had already lost 3,000 people under the city, and these people were all slaves of the Jin soldiers on the West Road in the final analysis, and each death meant the loss of property of the Jin soldiers on the West Road, so he borrowed 10,000 people from the Jin soldiers on the East Road to pass on the losses.

Wanyan also wanted to take the opportunity to plant a nail in the Jin soldiers on the West Road, so he generously lent Wanyan Sticky Han 10,000 people, in another time and space, the history books recorded that "Sticky Han is attacking the Pingding Army, and wants to base on Jingcheng, and 3,000 people are killed in the attack." and attacked it with no soldiers, and also lost thousands of people and pulled it out. "Pangshan Nuo Lin Ming, this group of people are all filled in under the Pingding Military City.

In this time and space, Pang Shannuo and Lin Ming did not know their fate. They walked with their heads bowed in Minzhuang's brigade, trying not to let the escorted Jin soldiers pay attention to them.

These 10,000 strong people and 1,000 escorted golden soldiers, like a long snake winding, entered the well. Pang Shannuo secretly looked around with the corner of his eye to see if there was a chance to escape.

The general led by the Jin soldiers called Yan Clam Yagu, and the march was also based on experience, and sent two teams to look along Jingcheng Mountain, and the brigade followed up. Suddenly, I heard the sound of fighting on the mountain.

"Sure enough, there was an ambush." After Yan Yagu said in his heart, he thought that the surrounding Song army had already been defeated, and even if he encountered an ambush, his own 1,000 people would be enough to deal with it. If it doesn't go well, he can escape with his life by relying on this good horse under his crotch.

At this time, I heard a bang on the mountain, oops, the southern barbarian is about to release arrows.

The bold Jin soldiers hid by the rocks on the side of the mountain, and the timid Jin soldiers hid in the ranks of the people.

A few arrows were shot sparsely on the mountain, perhaps because they were afraid of hurting the people in the team, or maybe there were not many arrows in the first place.

Wanyan Clam Yagu laughed and divided his subordinates into three parts, two of which were to attack the mountain respectively, and the third part was to suppress the people to prevent a disturbance.

"Rush!" "Kill!" The shouts and killings on the mountain were higher and higher, and although there was a distance, Pang Shannuo could hear it clearly.

At this time, there were already some people trying to escape, and the Jin soldiers left behind were more and more scattered, Pang Shannuo slowly rubbed to the distance of seven or eight steps away from Wanyan Clam Yagu, seeing that Ha Yagu was not paying attention, Pang Shannuo suddenly made a whistle.

The horses of Pangshanno's family for generations knew too well about the habits of horses, and when he whistled, Wanyan Yagu's mount suddenly jumped up.

Wanyan Yagu was a superb horseman, he was not in a hurry, his legs clamped the mount, and he held the reins with both hands to control the horse.

Pang Shannuo suddenly sprang to the side, and saw a push on the horse's belly, and Wanyan Clam Yagu's mount fell to the side.

Wanyan Clam Yagu was shocked and was about to jump up, but Pang Shannuo pounced and suppressed him.

Such a man and a horse all pressed on Wanyan Yagu's body, crushing him half to death.

Pang Shannuo's hands were tied behind his back, and he lay on Wanyan Yagu's body, shouting: "Stone! ”

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