Chapter 580: Yellow Hurricane in Siberia
"Good! Then I'll give you a chance to give it a try!"
It's better for you to scourge crooked nuts than to scourge your own nest here! If the crooked wind is spread to the Great Song Dynasty, then I will become a sinner for the ages.
Jiang Chen stroked the waist of the queen mother's water snake, and glanced at Liu Guifei, who was lazily leaning on the soft collapse.
Hmm-
What is this little bastard going to do?
Liu Guifei's face was full of vigilance, and she hurriedly got up and said, "You two talk, I'll go and play cards with them."
"Want to run? It's late! I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time! Hahaha......"
Jiang Chen grabbed Liu Guifei and pulled the soft collapse together with the Queen Mother.
"Ah! Don't worry, let me take off the royal robe first, don't crumple it!"
"You are not allowed to take it off, you are not allowed to wear it, you want this effect!"
When Jiang Chen enjoyed the blessings of Qi people and hugged the stunning beauties of the two dynasties in his arms at the same time, Wanyan Zongwang and Wanyan Yan's mother were scolding their mother.
After their uncle and nephew went through a lot of hardships to cross the Outer Great Xing'an Mountains, they did not find any Rakshasa cities, herds of cattle and sheep, and the inexhaustible Rakshasa beauties in Jiang Chen's mouth, but patches of dense forests and swamps, as well as the Gusi people who ran head-on.
The Gusi people have lived in the Tunguska River in Siberia for generations, living by robbing and plundering the surrounding tribes.
Immediately, more than 40,000 Jurchen cavalry rushed out of the dense forest.
"it!"
The Gus people shouted out the international lingua franca, and they were directly stupid!
was killed by the angry Jurchens to the point that ghosts cried wolves, and the heads were rolling, and the clan was almost wiped out.
When the leaders of the Outer Mongolian tribes and the Eastern Turkic tribes in the area of the Gusi River learned about it, they were so frightened that they hurriedly came to join them, for fear that the Jurchens would also slaughter them.
And with the refuge of these people, Wanyan Zongwang and Wanyan Yanmu and others also found that they were cheated by Jiang Chen.
Because this is not a Rakshasa (Kievan Rus') at all, but a Siberia composed of large and small tribes such as Dubo, Bargema, and Liugu, the real Kievan Rus' is only a small area in the westernmost part of the Rakshasa country on the Jiangchen map at this time.
"Damn, we were deceived by that bastard Jiang Chen! Where is there any prosperity in a place where this bird doesn't?"
Tong Guan, who was embarrassed, couldn't help but curse after reading the map presented by the Turks.
This time he almost killed himself by crossing the mountains and mountains, not only his feet and legs were covered with blood blisters and various scratches, but he was also arched away by the wild boar chased by the Jurchens at the right time, and he was so ashamed that he almost committed suicide.
Wanyan Zongwang knew that this was intentional by the Jurchen warriors, but as long as he didn't kill Tong Guan, he wouldn't pursue it.
Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "Although Jiang Chen may not have any good intentions, there is no need to lie to us about this kind of thing, otherwise the mountains and rivers on the map will not be so accurate, and there must be factors in it that we don't know about."
After a pause, he smiled excitedly, "But that's just right! Why don't we take advantage of the fact that the Rakshasas have not occupied this place to exterminate the major tribes, unify Siberia, and achieve immortal hegemony? Then sweep across the entire East Asian continent, and then compete with Jiang Chen?"
"Since he, Jiang Chen, can turn the tide for the Great Song Dynasty with a few islands, can't we Jurchen warriors?"
Wanyan Sect vibrated the roof tiles, cheered up the Jurchen fierce men, and instilled chicken soup for the soul.
"Humph!
He Jiang Chen is just relying on the benefit of firearms, and when we unify the rich Rakshasa and other countries in the east, and study firearms, we will definitely repay the shame of the day before yesterday!"
Wanyan Yan's mother was the first to speak out and cooperate with Wanyan Zongwang.
"Fight! War! Fight!"
The Jurchen warriors raised their arms and roared in unison, and their blood was aroused in an instant.
"Good! Today, we will have a feast and a full meal, and then cross the river tomorrow, so that the natives here can see the power of our Jurchen warriors! Snatch their cattle and horses, and sleep with their women!"
Wanyan Zongwang was happy
laughed, and directly ordered the stolen wine and meat to be distributed to the officers and soldiers of the three armies.
"Snatch their cattle and horses, sleep with their women!"
The Jurchen soldiers' eyes lit up and they cheered excitedly.
Then, a yellow hurricane blew in the Siberian plains, and corpses littered the wilderness and wiped out everything in its path.
Such a one-sided massacre made Wanyan Zongwang, Wanyan Yanmu, and the Jurchen warriors full of confidence in the future to unify the Eastern European continent.
Just when Yan Zongwang's uncle and nephew were slaughtering in Siberia, Wu Jue and Zhang Jun unexpectedly attacked by sea and took Pingzhou City and Yingzhou City, which were sparsely garrisoned and almost undefended.
This made Wan Yan Gao, the generalissimo of the Jin State soldiers and horses sitting in Yanjing, angry, and at the same time, he also figured out Jiang Chen's strategic intentions: "Is the Song army going to surround us to death in Yanyun? How can they have such a big appetite?"
"It's just Yoro's arrogance!"
"Father, now we should take advantage of the Song army's unstable foothold to recapture Pingzhou and Yingzhou as soon as possible, otherwise Jingzhou and Songting Pass will be lost, and we will have to spare Mongolia in the future to transfer troops and transport grain.
Please give the child 5,000 military horses and five bronze cannons, and the child will help you recapture Pingzhou and Yingzhou within 10 days!"
Wanyan Zongyi was the first to come out and ask for battle.
Not to be outdone, the second son, Wanyan Ahuli, said, "The child also pleaded to fight!"
"Subordinates and others are begging to fight!"
The Jurchen commanders were satisfied with their fighting spirit and rushed to come out.
Wan Yan Gao shook his head: "Attacking the city and capturing the fortress is not what my Jurchen warriors are good at, and if the cavalry can't be used, it will only become a live target for the Song army.
If the land is lost, the people and the land are lost; If people lose land, people and land will survive. There is no need for us to mess up with the Song army and calculate the gains and losses of one city and one place, otherwise we will fall into their plan to wait for work."
"Then do you just watch Song Jun block our back road? What if they take advantage of the emptiness in our rear and attack Liaoyang Mansion and other places?"
Wanyan Zongyi asked with a worried face.
"Hehe, after several battles in the Song army, in addition to the 300,000 Western Army and the more than 200,000 Jimin Army that arranged Yandi, how many troops can be left?
Even if they can recruit enough soldiers, they are both level and exterminating Western Xia, and after years of fighting, where is there still extra money and food to support?"
Wan Yan Gao shook his head amusedly, looked at the map and said, "I have received a reliable secret report that the military rations obtained by the Song army this time are only enough for the 500,000 army in March, that is to say, as long as we persist through this winter, the Song army will return in vain, and it will not be able to make a northern expedition for a few years."
"Therefore, we don't need to care about the gains and losses of the city, but we should use our strengths to find an opportunity to fight them on the plains.
When the time comes, as long as they blast their heavy shields with bronze cannons, their muskets and cannons will be nothing more than a joke in front of the Golden Warriors!"
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