Song Wen knew that the thing of gunpowder bomb was definitely a huge attraction to Brother Yelushan!

If Emperor Tianzuo of the Liao Emperor can make great efforts, then with the foundation of the Liao State to dominate the north for a hundred years, he can still turn the tide.

At least they know what kind of virtue the Great Song Dynasty is in the south, but Emperor Tianzuo is a master of eating, drinking, hunting, and engaging women, and being an emperor can barely suppress the balance between the nobles of the Liao State, as for the strong national strength to condense the combat power of the army, it is not at all.

In addition, the scholars among the Han people in the north have always not recognized the Khitan culture of the Liao State, but turned around and used Confucian culture to slowly wear away the wildness and blood of the Khitan aristocracy. Therefore, in the face of the Jurchens, who were generally more savage than the mad wolves they were back then, the Liao army was defeated again and again and suffered heavy losses.

It is nothing more than that the Liao people have been adopting a high-pressure policy towards the Mongol tribe and the Jurchen tribe in the dense forests of the northeast, the white mountains and black waters...... Especially for the Jurchens, there is actually a head killing order!

If it is found that the number of Jurchens in a certain group has increased significantly, the Khitans will send troops to slaughter and slaughter the Jurchens in order to control the number of Jurchens!

In the long run, hatred can be described as deep as the sea......

The more the Jurchens kill the off-road barbarians, the more they kill, the more fierce they become! The rest of the men fought and were not afraid of death, and even the women and children dared to carry knives to kill the enemy!

The real upper-class nobles like Brother Yelu knew in their hearts that now the Western Xia was sluggish and the Great Song Dynasty was still a behemoth despite its weak armament, but his army could not even resist tens of thousands of Jurchens now...... There must be aristocrats with armies in their hands who are thinking carefully.

It's even a great opportunity for a change of dynasty! Isn't it the opportunity that careerists look forward to beneath this crisis?

It seems that all the Khitans feel that no matter how fierce and terrible the Jurchens are...... With less than 100,000 soldiers, it is impossible to really destroy the Great Liao Kingdom! Is it really the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Liao State that are decorations?

But Brother Jerushan was a little skeptical......

At the beginning, the trump card army in the hands of the emperor of Liao, the leather room army has been dispatched! Outside the capital city, the Jurchens also seemed to sense that the great enemy was coming, and the original Khitan leather room army ...... Swept through the north, so that the Song people cried and called their mothers, and they were forced to sign the Tanyuan Alliance, and killed the Western Xia to retreat hundreds of miles of land in the desert and bow down! The Mongols and Kereh tribes on the steppe fled in disarray...... The Jurchen Koreans back then didn't even have the qualifications to be the opponents of the leather room army!

100,000 Liao troops, plus 10,000 leather room troops...... Now the big war should have started on the east side of Zhongjing City!

More than a dozen Khitan generals led the troops, plus a servant army composed of 20,000 or 30,000 people from Semu and Bohai and Korean...... If such a lineup still can't defeat the Jurchen rebels, then the national capital of Da Liao may really be shaken......

Song Wen is also measuring the scale in his heart, and he must not let the Jurchens easily defeat the elite troops of the Liao State!

On the basis of not threatening the security of the Great Song Dynasty, how to secretly support the Liao people in it and then strengthen themselves by the way is a difficult problem.

He will never be able to enter the decision-making level in the Great Song Dynasty, which Song Wenqing is clear. Playing political means and playing party scheming, I don't even deserve to lift Gao Yu's shoes......

Therefore, he could only strengthen his power outside the imperial court, and it was only a matter of time before the Liao State was defeated by the Jurchens. The key is this time, the longer you drag it on, the greater your chances!

A burst of cheers woke Song Wen and Brother Yelu Shan from their thoughts, only to see an archer from the Qingshan Battalion retreat with a pale face, and the big bow in his hand was still trembling slightly......

The young man of the Qingshan camp lost, losing to a slender and slightly hunchbacked middle-aged man on the opposite side.

The man actually fired five arrows and shot five torches a hundred paces away! This archer of the Aoyama battalion used seven arrows.

In a total of five rounds of competition, the young soldiers of the Qingshan Battalion only won one and were defeated!

The Khitans' force value is still too much better than that of the Song people.

Song Wen was noncommittal, and Brother Yelu laughed happily...... Then he rewarded four Khitan cavalrymen who had defeated the Song people, and finally rewarded each of the five Song archers with a black cloak as a source of encouragement.

The archers of the five Qingshan battalions felt embarrassed, and retreated to the side with pale faces, enduring the contemptuous gazes and mockery and humiliation of the Khitans in the distance.

Song Wen looked at An Chun, who was grim-faced on the side, An Chun bowed his hand, and then walked up to the five archers and comforted them first, and then began to spur them on...... There is no shame in today's defeat, but shame on the lack of determination for revenge! After a while, Song Wen's brainwashing preaching made several archers regain their confidence, and one by one they said that they would study hard and practice hard after going back, and strive to be ashamed one day sooner......

Brother Yelu was a little stunned, and said to Song Wen in a low voice: "Did that little guy come out of Bianliang with you?" Unexpectedly, it's not surprising that he is a young martial artist, he is actually a qualified general......"

Song Wen nodded: "We are all from a hard background, and we are like brothers up and down...... It's a soldier! ”

Brother Yelu Shan's face was a little strange and sighed: "It's a pity that the status of the martial artists in the Song Kingdom is low, and Brother Wen and his brothers, I'm afraid they don't even have a chance to get ahead and glorify their ancestors!"

Song Wenwan smiled and didn't answer.

Over there, a Khitan soldier stepped forward with a strange look, stroked his chest and saluted: "Master Hou, that Song Taoist priest...... It's so delicious! It's horrible to look at. ”

Brother Yelu Mountain frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "A little wine and meat, can you tell me?" Shame on you......"

"Master Hou, he and Mo Dalu have already eaten more than 20 catties of mutton, as well as some dry food and four jars of wine......"

Song Wen and Brother Yelu Shan were dumbfounded, twenty pounds! Even if it's mutton with bones, a person has to eat five or six catties, right? Plus dry food and drinks...... Are these two forgetful eggs a competition to see whose stomach is bigger? This is not a big stomach contest!

The two of them were curious, got up and came to the place where Daoist Mingyue and Mo Dalu were eating on the right, and saw two big men sitting on either side of a table. Mingyue is nearly nine feet tall, that is, more than 1.90 meters, and Mo Dalu must also be more than 1.80 meters tall, even thicker than Mingyue.

The two guys glared at each other with wide eyes, Mingyue burped and stuffed a piece of mutton into his mouth, and Modaru grunted in his throat...... It seems to be struggling to press the food back into his stomach.

Brother Jerushan sighed...... Well, Modaru fool! was actually fooled by this seemingly straightforward stinky Taoist priest...... Why do you eat so much? How can you fight for a while?

Looking at Song Wen with a smug look on his face next to him, Brother Yelu Mountain had an ominous premonition...... You won't lose again at the hands of this dead turtle male, right?