On the twentieth day, twenty-fifth day, or thirty-second day, Cao Zinuo no longer remembers.

His eyes looked at the sea in front of him, this was already the southern part of the Liaodong Peninsula near the sea, the Liaodong Peninsula, yes, in this era, it was called the Liaodong Peninsula, not the Korean Peninsula or anything.

This is a bitter cold place, but it is not a bitter cold place.

Hundreds of years ago, it was indeed a bitter cold place, but since the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the ancestors of the Han people have been developing here, they have cultivated here, when the country is strong, they take this place as a happy land, and when the country is weak, they are the first dry bones here.

In this era, or, until the end of that century-long national humiliation, the fate of the Han people was sad, in eastern Liaodong, the Western Regions (starting from the northwest of Shaanxi, Gansu, Ningxia and other places), and even the southwest Yunnan region.

The arrival of the Han people brought civilization, but civilization could never convince barbarism.

Perhaps, the only thing that can convince the barbarians is the whip that is more ruthless than the barbarism, just as the circus of later generations domesticated those beasts.

The sea breeze blew, with an extremely moist breath, Cao Zinuo found that he actually liked it a little, maybe it was better to be occupied by the Jurchens than by the Goryeo, at least, thousands of years later, the Jurchens are also a branch of China, and the Goryeo people can never become a branch of China.

Behind, the sound of footsteps sounded, calm, but with a rhythm, Cao Zinuo never looked back, but the appearance of A Guda appeared in his mind.

During this period of time, Cao Zinuo's perception of the nature of heaven and earth seems to be more and more profound, and Cao Zinuo can vaguely feel that he can become one with the surrounding heaven and earth. It is similar to the unity of heaven and man in the Shaolin Temple that day. But it's different.

He didn't know if it felt good or bad. The only thing that is certain is that with the emergence of this feeling, his martial arts are growing day by day.

However, during this time, with the emergence of that understanding, the increase in internal power every day is no less than the speed of absorbing the internal force of others every day, and then coming back to purify.

This change Cao Zinuo doesn't know where Lu Dao came from. It's brought about by perception, or maybe it's so magical that the Northern Spiritual Skill of the Carefree School is so magical.

"Are you ready?"

After thinking about it, Cao Zinuo did not continue to think about his martial arts, but said indifferently, the Jin Kingdom in this era may have been stronger than in the original history, and it was a bit terrifying, but Cao Zinuo didn't know if he had done something wrong.

However, it is impossible for Cao Zinuo to turn back by now, and he can only hope that Liao can cooperate with Song.

He also hoped that his ancestors would be braver. If the Zhao and Song royal families are unbearable, even if there is another chaos in the Central Plains. Don't lose the pride of the Han people.

Blood and fire, this is a disaster, but it is also a way to bring a nation back from the ashes.

Historically, when the braided country entered the customs, there were countless surrenderers, and ordinary people did not resist at all, even if they were beheaded, they did not dare to resist, but when the braided country asked to keep their heads without hair, most of the Shenzhou were caught in the flames of war.

This revolt continued even until the outbreak of national humiliation that lasted for a hundred years.

Of course, if it is said to be righteous, it is actually selfish, otherwise, it is not excluded that there are other possibilities, but because of Qiao Feng's relationship, Cao Zinuo only hopes that the Khitan and the Northern Song Dynasty will form an alliance.

This war must start, and it must be a war of the four countries, as for Mongolia, Cao Zinuo never thought about it, but Cao Zinuo believed that once the Northern Song Dynasty and the Liao State formed an alliance, Qiao Feng would not mind going north to Mongolia, exterminating the Mongols at this time, or driving them to the west.

Or, if the task is not completed by then, Cao Zinuo will also help, no one knows the horror of the Mongols better than Cao Zinuo.

Cao Zinuo even believed that if the Mongols were completely forced to go west, perhaps there would be no more European countries in later generations, because the Mongols who went west with all their might were very likely to occupy the whole of Europe, just as their ancestor Xiongnu was forced to move westward by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and as a result, countless countries were destroyed, ravaging Europe for hundreds of years, and they were almost invincible.

Cao Zinuo is not angry, but if he can do something casually, he will not be pretentious.

Ahead, the waves on the sea are constantly surging, and behind, Ah Guda's voice has sounded heartily, for Cao Zinuo has never turned his head to talk to him, and even the words are a little like the attitude towards his subordinates, Ah Guda is not angry, in this man's heart Cao Zinuo himself is a person with great ability, he is willing to only Cao Zinuo is the first to look forward, and the truth that the strong are respected is the most thorough affirmation among these semi-civilized peoples.

"It is fully prepared, 500,000 Goryeo soldiers are the vanguard, and my Jurchen 50,000 army is the main force to attack the Liao State."

A Guta's voice sounded solemnly in the back, attacking the Liao State, once upon a time the Liao State was a behemoth in his eyes that could not be looked at directly, so the mountain forest hunting ground, the Liao State said that the Jurchens were not allowed to hunt, and he could only take his clansmen to the mountains.

Along the way, countless clansmen froze to death, tired to death, and starved to death, and it was his father, the previous Jurchen patriarch, who also died on the road like this.

In the same way, once upon a time, the Jurchens who expelled the Jurchens from hunting in the so-called Goryeo Kingdom arrogantly despised the Jurchens, but at this time, they were already Jurchen slaves, and they needed to be the Jurchen pioneers in wartime, the undead fighters, and the whole family died.

They had already won a victory, and he believed that Cao Zinuo would bring him a second victory, the destruction of the Liao State.

As agreed, the Western Xia and the Jin Kingdom joined forces to destroy the Liao and the Song Dynasty, and then the two families divided the world equally, the Jurchen asked for other territories in the Liao State except for the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, while the Western Xia asked for the Song Dynasty and the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun.

This distribution Ah Guta is very satisfied, although he also knows that the Song State is rich, but the Jurchens do not produce, and the population of the Song State is too much, although he unites the Jurchen tribe, but there are only hundreds of thousands of people, and the population of the Song State is afraid that there are a hundred times that of the Jurchens.

No matter how arrogant Ah Guta was, he couldn't believe that the Jurchens could rule the Song Kingdom.

It was an ethnic group with a common name, the Han Chinese, and the other territories of the different Liao States, although they were also large, belonged to different races.

"A week later, send troops, and when the time comes, I will let the Western Xia Kingdom raise troops at the same time to respond."

Cao Zinuo nodded indifferently, but then his brows furrowed slightly, and he stretched out his hand and waved at Ah Gu, signaling him to leave first.

Ah Guda, who was standing behind Cao Zinuo, frowned at this time, and couldn't help but reach out and hold the hilt of the knife at his waist, the strongest man in the Jurchen instinctively sensed the approach of danger.

Ah Guta's figure took a few steps forward, vigilantly protecting Cao Zinuo's back, his gaze looking around like the most ferocious beast.

He is not Cao Zinuo's subordinate, but this man has already regarded Cao Zinuo as a person he must protect, whether it is out of admiration for him, or because of Cao Zinuo's help to the Jurchens, obviously, Ah Guda no longer regards Cao Zinuo as an outsider.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, and it's not something you can meddle in, you have to trust my strength, so you go down first."

Cao Zinuo finally turned his head for the first time, he slightly understood how Qiao Feng could become friends with Ah Guda at this time, such a person, his personality charm is enough to make people friends with him, this has nothing to do with the country and the nation, it is just a feeling of personal opinion.

It's just that Cao Zinuo also knows that they are not destined to be friends, Ah Gu Da is not Qiao Feng after all, if one day the Jin Kingdom and the Northern Song Dynasty go to war, when they invade the Northern Song Dynasty, Ah Gu Da is afraid that he will also swing a knife at this child and the old man.

Attacking hostile tribes, robbing all wealth and women, and slashing and killing men, including boys, who were taller than the wheels, were a common thing for semi-civilized peoples, in fact, strictly speaking, if it were not for the civilization brought by the Han people, the civilization level of these semi-civilized peoples outside the pass was not even as good as that of the Shang and Zhou dynasties in China, at most the level of the Xia Dynasty.

"You, go down first."

Cao Zinuo said again, he didn't want to owe Ah Guda any friendship, and at the same time, the next thing was indeed something that Ah Guda couldn't help.

The faint aura is extremely strong, and it is by no means something that ordinary soldiers or people who have practiced for a few days can achieve, even if it is a Jurchen warrior with such a physique, he will never have that kind of strong aura after practicing the national art for more than ten or twenty years.

"I will take 5,000 men to keep watch."

Ah Guda opened his mouth with a solemn face, and after saying this, he performed a Jurchen etiquette to Cao Zinuo, and then left quickly, Cao Zinuo sighed again, he knew that Ah Guda left quickly not because of fear, but because he was going to gather people, if Cao Zinuo suffered later, I was afraid that this Jurchen man would use his life to fill the gap between them and the opponent who came to the door at this time, even if tens of millions of people died, he would have to avenge Cao Zinuo.

Soon, Ah Guta's figure had disappeared, Cao Zinuo continued to turn around, looking at the rough sea, the tide rose and fell, and it was a thousand years in a blink of an eye, he missed the future generations a little, and missed the era in which he lived.

Behind him, low footsteps sounded, but someone came to step on it intentionally, and Cao Zinuo's eyes closed slightly and opened.

The footsteps of the people behind him were extremely rhythmic, and they launched the first wave of attacks with extremely ordinary footsteps, a kind of spiritual attack, either hypnotic or spiritual.

The attack is extremely vicious, and there is no trace of evil in the partial, whether it is the breath or the feeling, there is no evil feeling.

On the contrary, there is also a natural aura in this attack, naturally, with the natural breath, which is not even under the closeness to nature brought by Cao Zinuo's Xiao Wuxianggong.

The way of nature, Taoist internal strength, and the great law of soul transfer.

For some reason, three nouns suddenly popped up in Cao Zinuo's mind, and his figure suddenly trembled, he already knew who the Dao was coming from. (To be continued......)