As the saying goes, look at the mountain and run the dead horse, they see the city from a distance, because the Xiongguan is to be narrow, tall and majestic, you can see it from a distance, and so on the real run, but it has been running for half an hour, before reaching the left of the city.

At this moment, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, everyone is full of snowflakes, and they can still be slapped at first, and when the snowflakes fall more and more densely, everyone simply ignores it and lets it fall.

The soldiers who were waiting to open and close the door, more than 1,000 people rushed in, all of them had white hair and robes, the Jurchens were still better, and those Han officials were already stiff and cold, and their faces were blue, and it was difficult to support.

Everyone entered the gate, and at a glance, they saw that dozens of large fires had risen on the playground outside the city gate, and the majestic firelight was reflected in the dark night, and the snowflakes that fell from the sky seemed to be afraid of the heat emitted by the firelight, and they danced and circled around the light, and drifted away in an instant, and did not dare to approach.

The soldiers cheered loudly, and wanted to rush to the fire immediately to roast the fire, although they grew up in the northern country, but most of them have lived in the territory of the Han people over the years, and their ability to tolerate cold has long been degraded.

It's just that Wanyan Huonu governs the army very strictly, and without the order of the superiors, the soldiers below dare to move.

Seeing the officers and soldiers below looking at her one by one, although she was surprised that the soldiers guarding the gate actually wanted to raise the fire, she didn't think much about it, coughed, and ordered: "What are you looking at?" Buckle the horse first, and then shoot the snow and bake the fire! ”

Ignoring the cheers of the soldiers, he turned over and dismounted first, while letting the two soldiers pat the snow on his body, while taking the towel sent by the hundred households guarding the pass, rubbing a few handfuls on his face, and smiled at the hundred households: "I have suffered you, and I will wait until this time." ”

The hundred households also smiled and said: "What is the hard work of this idea, you went from Shaanxi to Shangjing, and rushed back non-stop, isn't it even harder." ”

The two were talking, but smelled a burst of aroma of wine and food, Wanyan turned her head to look, only to see a few fires not far away, there is a hut, the house is brilliantly lit, vaguely, several tables are neatly arranged, wine and food are displayed on it, the aroma of wine and meat, obviously from that side.

He couldn't help but be overjoyed, patted the hundred households on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's rare that you think so thoughtfully, it's just a matter of raising the fire, and even the wine and food are arranged." ”

The hundred households looked embarrassed, and reluctantly smiled: "This is not my credit, I dare not be greedy." ”

Wanyan was surprised: "Who is that?" ”

Before the hundred households could answer, several figures in the darkness gradually approached, and someone heard his words, so they replied before the hundred households: "These are all my arrangements, and I can't say whether the credit is or not." ”

Wanyan Huo's eyes narrowed, and she said, "Who are you?" ”

Before the words fell, he came to his senses, hurriedly stepped forward a few steps, supported the person who spoke, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be my father." ”

What he was holding on to was Wanyan Lou's room.

This Jurchen Wanhu had a withered face and a haggard expression, walking in this ice and snow, although he was wearing a thick fur coat, he still looked very thin and thin.

He looked at his son, a few wisps of blood appeared on his pale face, and just as he was about to speak, he coughed violently again.

Wanyan was in a hurry, and hurriedly tapped him on the back, and when he eased up a little, she said: "On this cold day, you are not in good health, what are you doing outside?" ”

He thought that his father had come specifically for himself, so he was ashamed and anxious, and then said: "I'm used to going back and forth, so why should my father worry about rushing here from Shaanzhou." ”

After Yan Lou glanced at him, his throat moved, and after half a ring, Fang said: "I'm not here for you, but for the Han officials, and I won't go to Shaanzhou anymore, and even Tongguan won't live for long." ”

Wanyan was shocked and hurriedly said, "Could it be that the Song people have attacked?" Alas, we are a little unable to defend the city, and we have few troops. But father, I don't think you need to worry, when the spring is warm and the war horses are fattened, let's have a big battle with the Song people, and we don't have to worry about the uncertainties of Shaanxi. If it is difficult to fight in the west, we will still attack the south with all our might, drive that Zhao Gou into the sea, and take away their wealth in the south of the Yangtze River, and see how many days Zhao Huan can jump! ”

As they talked, they approached the wine and rice hut in a moment.

There are fireplaces next to the wooden walls in the four corners of the room, although the door of the room is wide open, because there are bonfires nearby, plus the indoor fire, the inside and outside are attacked, not only is it not too cold, but it is hot.

Wanyan helped her father sit down, and after a while, the residual snow on her body melted away, turning into ice water, flowing water in her neck.

He felt hot again, and felt that the cold inside his clothes was pressing, so he hurriedly took off his coat, and looked at his father again, but saw that his face was becoming more and more ugly.

He knew that his father had tuberculosis, which was difficult to treat, and the heat was better, but it was difficult to support this cold winter. Before leaving Shaanxi, he had asked a lot of Chinese doctors, and also asked the tribal witch doctors to pray, so all of them, with little effect, according to many people's inference, it was difficult for Wanyan Lou Room to survive the remnant winter.

Thinking of this, he saw his father's ugly face again, and he was very sad in his heart. It's just that they are both national generals, and they are talking about business at this time, and it is not good to talk too much about family affairs, so when the father's face improved slightly, he asked again: "Father, what do you mean by your words, and the son still doesn't understand?" ”

Wanyan Lou ignored him first, and just instructed people: "Go and invite those Han officials to the room, and say that I will set up wine for them to catch the wind and wash the dust." ”

Wanyan Huonu said angrily: "Father, you didn't come for me, and it wasn't for me to set up the banquet, but for these filthy and incompetent officials? What is the truth and what does it mean! ”

"You know what? The article here is very deep, you can read it slowly! ”

"If the father doesn't explain it, how can the son understand?"

"Okay, let me ask you first, the two emperors of the Song Dynasty are standing side by side, the west has defeated us, and the southeast is cowardly and incompetent, what should we do? What's the next move? ”

Wanyan was stunned, but she didn't expect her father to suddenly throw such a big question for him to answer.

After a slight pause, he immediately replied: "Zhao Gou is cowardly and incompetent, so let's naturally continue to attack him." In my opinion, the current elite of the Song army is all in the west, the ministers of the main battle are also in the west, and the southeast side, all of them are Wang Huang's generation, Zhao Gou is also a useless emperor, and he can fight the army, so Liu Guangshi can't do it, Han Shizhong, he can barely be an opponent. As long as we go south, destroy their court in the southeast, cut off the supply in the west, and then we are afraid that we will not be able to defeat a mere Zhao Huan? ”

As a high-ranking officer of the Jurchen tribe, he is also well aware of the evolution of the general trend in the world. For the Western Army of the Song Dynasty, he did not despise the other party like ordinary Jurchen officers, but felt that after the defeat of Fuping, he might really be helpless for a while. Then Zhao Gou was cowardly, and there was no main field force of the Song army in the southeast, so he went south with all his strength to destroy the forces in the south of the Song Dynasty, and then turned to the west.

Such an idea is not only the opinion of him, but also many people in the Jurchen leadership.

Wanyan Lou first closed his eyes and recuperated, without saying a word, just listening to his son with a blank face, and when he finished speaking, he sighed and shook his head.

After half a ring, Fang said: "Son, you have to think more about things in trouble, if you want to win the world, you can't rely on force alone, you have to have wisdom." ”

He stared blankly at the Jurchen soldiers who were cooking the fire outside for a while, listened to them laugh and talk, and continued: "Besides, the Jurchens are becoming more and more unable to fight, and they are far different from when we were in the tribe. ”

Wanyan Huonu was not convinced, and then looked at her subordinates, she was still a Jurchen elite, and her morale and military discipline were indeed far from what they had before, although she wanted to argue, she just opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak.

Wanyan Lou stood up, finally showed a smile, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You are not a stupid person, you will understand it eventually." What kind of cooperation do they Han people have, good son, our Jurchens are not just good at playing with knives and guns, I have been thinking for a long time in the past two months, and finally discussed with a few princes, and made a plan, to let them Han people fight in their own nests, fight horizontal cannons, we Jurchens are divided and used, wouldn't it be twice the result with half the effort! ”

He stood in front of the door, feeling the heat around him, and reached out again, catching a cold snowflake. looked at the group of Han officials who were guided, but their faces were full of loneliness.

Seeing his son standing beside him, he was just about to speak, and he felt that his chest was tight and his throat was itchy, and after a huge cough, he finally said to Wanyan Huonu: "I will die soon, you just need to remember my words, the times will change, and our countermeasures will also change, don't let the Han barbarians look down on us." ”