"No, it won't."

"Are you so sure?"

"They were defeated by me, and I forgave them for their crimes, did not turn them into slaves, and gave them the promise of acting together and sharing the spoils of war, and now they are my tribe, and they will not betray me as long as the follow-up benefits continue."

Then Fan Zhuoyuan looked at Fei Yue and said seriously: "This is the law of the grassland, the weak are either eliminated by the strong or integrated into the strong, everything is just to survive in a difficult environment."

I showed them how strong and benevolent we were, and it was enough to attract many weak tribes to join us. Of course, if I lose to the Jinren.

These people don't mind being like the wolves on the grassland, who in turn devour my corpse and stand on my corpse to draw nourishment and become strong. ”

Fei Yue seemed to understand what Fan Zhuoyuan meant, but she was a little ignorant.

Looking at the major tribes who were driven in front of the team and on the left and right wings, as well as the cattle and sheep behind them, these people were giggling and laughing, without the slightest hatred, Fei Yue couldn't help frowning.

After the whole army crossed the gorge of the Great Xing'an Mountains along the Huangshui, it continued to march along the Huangshui for 900 miles, and it took nine days to reach Hanzhou, the former Liaoguo Tokyo Road, which was the location of SP City, Jilin Province in the later generations.

Here, Fan Zhuoyuan led the army to ravage the countryside, plundered everywhere, and disguised as a nomadic tribe with a small number of troops, luring the defenders of the Jin Kingdom of Hanzhou out of the city, and then the Xiaojie army fought head-on and defeated them.

The divisions of Divination and Murwei were inspired, and immediately swarmed up like wolves, annihilating the rout in one fell swoop.

Then he attacked the empty garrison of Hanzhou City, rescued many Han people who were robbed from Middle Earth, killed all the Jin State bureaucrats in the city, wantonly looted, and the supplies were greatly replenished!

Xiao Zhonggong, the only pure civilian personnel in the army, counted all the materials, collected them into a book, and distributed them according to merit, and everything was handled very smoothly, so that Fan Zhuoyuan spent a lot less effort.

Then Fan Zhuoyuan did not stay, leaving Hanzhou City to lead the troops to the north, the goal was Aoji Meng'an, where the CC City of the future was located!

Now that you have entered the place where the population of the Jin country gathers, wouldn't it be in vain not to stir up the world here?

Seeing that the Xiaojie army was strong and the harvest was extremely rich, and the distribution of the spoils was determined by the results of the battle, which was very fair, the morale of the people was high, and they hurriedly instigated the fast horse to summon more clansmen.

……

At this time, one of the households in Ojimeng'an, Mouke, that is, the family of the tribal patriarch in charge of the population of 300 households.

Due to the huge harvest obtained by exterminating Liao, this family is quite wealthy in the local area.

However, no matter how rich it is, it is just a house built of earthen enclosures, and it is not much better than the other Jurchen families around.

However, there were enough fields and slaves, and most of the slaves were originally Liao.

Their family likes to use the Han people among the Liao people the most, because the Han people are the most obedient, the best at serving the crops, and the most ingenious to make all kinds of utensils.

In the main house, there were two Han Chinese families who came to serve them.

These two Han families were all plundered from the Yunzhong region, and the only ones who could cross thousands of miles to reach Liaodong were naturally young and strong, and those old and weak had long since died.

Previously, the emperor wanted to conquer the Song Kingdom, so the eldest men and young men of the two Han families were conscripted as auxiliary soldiers and retinues, leaving only women and children here.

At this time, a young man of the Han family, who was about fourteen years old in one of the households, was crawling on all fours like a cow and a horse, and on his back sat a Jurchen boy of the same age, but with a happy face.

The Jurchen boy held the horsewhip and whipped the Han boy on the ground, while shouting: "Drive, drive!" Come on! I want to go to the Song Kingdom to rob those cowardly Song people's fat sheep, just like my father, conquer their land, loot their property, kill those who are disobedient, and all the others will come to be our slaves, so that our family will become stronger! ”

While singing, he kept beating the young man of the Han family under him, and the old Jurchen man sitting on the side said with a smile: "When your father follows the nobles to take Yanjing, he will bring you several more foals like this." ”

The Jurchen boy said: "This foal is good at everything, but it can't run fast and can't catch up with Daddy, otherwise I will go with Daddy this time!" ”

On the side, a woman from the Han family with a strong stomach slowly walked out, still scooping rice in her hand.

She was followed by a Jurchen woman, who looked at this Han woman unpleasantly, and suddenly raised her foot and kicked her from behind, almost kicking the Han woman to the ground.

The Jurchen old man, who was staring at his grandson on the side, changed his face and scolded: "What are you doing! Do you know that this woman is pregnant with the children of our family? If you're jealous of her, wait for her to give birth to the baby and dispose of it, but not now! ”

The Jurchen woman's face changed, she glanced at the Han woman coldly, and returned to the house.

When the young man of the Han family, who was crawling on the ground and dressed as a foal, saw that his mother was beaten, he immediately flipped the Jurchen boy sitting on his back to the ground, and hurriedly ran to his mother's side to express his concern, ignoring the exclamation of the little Jurchen master.

The Han woman's eyes were full of hatred and tears, full of humiliation, and she whispered to her son in Chinese: "Our family is a big family in the clouds, and it is better to die than to suffer this humiliation.

This son in the womb, sooner or later, my mother will find a way to fall, even if she dies, she will never give birth to it!

Shun'er, you must escape if you have a chance, flee back to Han Land, and avenge my family's shame! ”

As the mother and son were talking, the Jurchen boy held a horsewhip and whipped heavily on the back of the Han boy, and immediately whipped a bloody mark.

The young man of the Han family snorted as he endured the severe pain, and turned his head to look at the other party with hatred.

The Jurchen boy was a little frightened by this look, but he heard his grandfather say: "The fierce horse is to be tamed, grandson, if you can't suppress him, sooner or later he will be pressed on the head, and when he is disobedient, you will be whipped until he obeys you." ”

The Jurchen boy hurriedly said, "Grandpa, I know!" ”

Then he looked at the young man of the Han family in front of him viciously and said, "Kneel down for me!" ”

The young man of the Han family clenched his fists and replied in Jurchen words: "Don't kneel!" ”

"Then I'll hit you until you kneel!"

Saying that, the whip was whipped around her head and face, and the woman of the Han family hurriedly hugged her son and he covered it, until her skin was opened.

The Jurchen woman sitting in the room was very happy to see it, and shouted loudly: "Dog minion, dare you resist the master, third child, pump her hard, whip her to death!" ”

The old Jurchen man frowned, glanced at the stomach of the Han woman, and was about to stop it.

But he saw that the young man of the Han family was furious, broke free from the woman's protection, howled and pounced on the Jurchen boy, and ripped off the horsewhip in his hand.

The Jurchen boy followed his elders to learn martial arts on weekdays, and immediately punched the Han boy in the nose, causing him to bleed.

The young man of the Han family came up with a reckless energy, and rushed forward regardless of it, and was kicked to the ground by the Jurchen young man.

"Dog minion, if you have the ability to get up and talk to the master, I'll take a look, if I don't beat you to the ground today, I will get to know your master again, then it is better to let you be the master in the future!"

The young man of the Han family was still unconvinced, and rushed forward repeatedly, but was repeatedly knocked to the ground, and his face was covered with blood.

At this time, when the young man of the Han family got up again, he suddenly raised the sand he had grabbed on the ground, and the Jurchen young man's eyes entered the sand, and he was in a panic for a while.

The young man of the Han family seized the opportunity, quickly pounced, threw him to the ground, sat on his body and beat him with a bow left and right.

The old Jurchen man was furious when he saw this, and stepped forward with a kick!

Kicked the young man of the Han family a few steps away, spitting blood from his mouth.

As he spoke, the old Jurchen man pulled out his sword from the wall of the earthen house and walked forward with an indifferent expression.

"You immature wolf cub, it's also a disaster to leave you, kill it early today, and when Kunmu and them come back, obedient minions are indispensable."

Everyone watched this scene in horror and silence, and the woman of the Han family hurriedly stood beside her son, knelt down and begged for mercy: "The child is not sensible, please forgive the master, our family will definitely repay the master as a cow and a horse." ”

The old Jurchen man looked at the woman's stomach in front of him again and thought for a moment.

But he saw that the Jurchen boy got up from the ground with a blue nose and swollen face, pulled out a dagger from his waist with a fierce face, rushed forward, and stabbed the woman in the abdomen, overturning her to the ground.

This kind of change immediately stunned everyone.

The young man of the Han family threw himself on his mother, only to see his mother wiping away the tears on the young man's face and closing his eyes with a painful expression.

At this moment, an urgent alarm horn was heard in the distance, and it was someone who had invaded.

The Jurchen old man was shocked, all the Jurchen soldiers in this Meng'an Mouke were sent out to fight, and now the rest are old, weak, sick and disabled, how to resist the invasion?

It was indeed impossible to resist, and the two hundred middle-aged men who stayed behind were quickly slaughtered by this group of cavalry who came from nowhere.

Immediately afterwards, countless steppe cavalry entered the country, killing the Jurchens when they saw them, and robbing them when they saw them, only avoiding the Han and Khitans who were regarded as slaves.

This Mouke family was naturally surrounded by a group of cavalry.

The old Jurchen saw at a glance that these cavalry originated from Middle-earth, and they were Han Chinese!

Holding a knife in his hand, he looked at the group of Han cavalry wearing leather armor with a little horror, only to see the leader jump off his horse, pointing at the family with a smile, not knowing what to say.

But I saw that the young man of the Han family, who had been kicked and vomited blood, knelt down in front of the Han cavalry officer, and pointed at the old man and the Jurchen family with hatred on his face and said something.

The cavalry officer nodded his head again and again, and his expression became solemn.

He suddenly pulled out the saber on his waist and handed it to the young man of the Han family, pointed to the Jurchen young man standing in front of him, and said a word.

The young man of the Han family had his chest rising and falling, his eyes flickering, and he did not move for a long time.

The cavalry officer sneered, then patted his ass and prepared to mount and leave.

But I saw that the young man of the Han family yelled, and slashed towards the Jurchen young man with a knife in both hands.

Although the old Jurchen didn't know what they were talking about, at this time, he instinctively swung his knife and killed the young man of the Han family first.

However, a spear suddenly came out of the side, easily stabbing him in the wrist, causing the sword in his hand to fall.

It was the Han general who shot the gun, and the Han general was Zhang Jin, and the raid here was the task assigned to him by Fan Zhuoyuan.

I saw him sneering and squinting at the young man of the Han family.

The young man of the Han family slashed down with all his strength, and the Jurchen boy who was bullying him just now let out a frightened cry and stretched out his hand to block, but his entire arm was broken by this knife.

He stared at the young man of the Han family in horror and let out a scream, and the young man of the Han family instinctively froze in place.

saw Zhang Jin mocking: "Hey, his father bullied your mother, and he killed your mother, are you still so merciful?" I don't want people who don't have seeds. ”

The young man of the Han family muttered: "I want to avenge my grandparents, fathers, aunts, uncles, cousins and cousins...... Kill! Kill the Golden Dog! ”

His eyes were red, and his anger surged, and then he swung his knife and chopped it frantically, until he chopped the Jurchen boy into minced meat.

Zhang Jin waved his hand, and a group of subordinates rushed into this Mouke's house like wolves and tigers, and slaughtered all the Jurchens.

At this time, a large number of slaves were freed and surrounded nearby.

Zhang Jin said: "My Xiaojie army has come here to attack thousands of miles, raiding and killing and plundering first, saving people is secondary, useful can go with us, but regardless of men, women and children, they must participate in the battle, our army does not raise waste people!"

Those who are willing to follow will find their own mules and horses, and those who do not want to follow will be left to their own determination! ”

One of the Han slaves said, "General! Were you sent by the Great Song Dynasty to destroy Jin? ”

Zhang Jin sneered: "The Great Song Dynasty itself is difficult to protect, and it has nothing to do with us!" We are the Yan army, the army formed spontaneously by Yan Di Erlang, and it is the comprehensive protection of the sixteen states of Yanyun! ”

Everyone was talking, and many Han and Khitan people shouted: "We are also from the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, the general will take us away!" ”

Zhang Jin raised his spear and said: "It's still the same as I said before, those who dare to fight with knives and guns, regardless of men, women and children, follow those who are willing to come, we don't wait for people and don't raise waste!" ”

As soon as he said that, the military flag was unfurled, and he ran out.

A group of slaves looked at each other, and some of them hurriedly looked for mules and horses, and those who could get weapons followed with them, and those who could not get weapons also had the right to use a hoe and dung fork.

There are also some who know that they can't keep up with the Xiaojie army, so they don't follow, but unite and use the power of the Xiaojie army to rescue other slaves, so as to start a riot.

In this way, Ojimen'an was slaughtered in one day, and the slaves were scattered.

This matter immediately spread all over the world, causing a great shock to the Jin country.

Not only that, the Xiaojie army wandered around to liberate slaves, fan rebellion, coupled with the dogs of the Obstruction and Murowei departments, looting and killing everywhere, which brought a major disaster to the rear of the Jin State that was empty for a while.

In the palace of Huining Mansion in Shangjing, Emperor Wanyan Wu Qimai received urgent reports from ministers from all over the country, and his face became extremely ugly.

Concubine Wan Qiu Butterfly Bird came to his side, and also caught a glimpse of the contents of these urgent reports, and said in surprise: "The Song army still has such a pure cavalry unit to fight in Liaodong?!" ”

Wu Qimai slapped the table angrily and said: "And I didn't expect those tribes on the grassland to be so bold and dare to come and rob us of our big gold!" ”

"Your Majesty, in these urgent reports, it is said that this Song army claims to be a Xiaojie army, and it is led by Fan Zhuoyuan, who has disappeared.

Just his name has already made the Meng'an defenders everywhere feel terrified, can't go on like this, do you want to recruit the sect to want them back? ”