Chapter Thirty-Eight: Chang'an Dies, Death in the Middle of This, Strange?
The next day, early in the morning.
On the official road south of the new city, Wang Yue, who had galloped nearly 200 miles in a day and night, walked leisurely on his horse.
At this moment, there is no one on this road at all, and the imminent war has emptied all the villages on the periphery of the new city into the county seat, after all, if it really starts, this must be a battlefield, although the Baigou River can be passed by horse and water in some places, but the bridge of Baigou Post is still the key point of contention.
There are battlefields for dozens of miles around the bridge.
"What a great river and mountain!"
Wang Yue held a gourd full of goat's milk, and sighed while supplementing nutrition.
In fact, the Xijin Mansion under the rule of the Liao State is not inferior to the Central Plains, even in the counties near the border such as Xincheng, there are 10,000 households, and the entire six prefectures and eleven counties of the Xijin Prefecture add up to more than 200,000 households, and the proportion of slaves and maids in the Liao State far exceeds that of the Song Dynasty, so the average population of the household is also far greater than that of the Song Dynasty. Coupled with the hidden households brought by the strengthening of the family, the refugees who fled from other places before, it is estimated that the population of the entire Xijin Province will not be less than 1.5 million at this time, not counting the prefectures and counties to which Pingzhou belongs.
That's a lot.
Later, Zhu Yuanzhang worked hard for more than 20 years, using various ways and even tying ropes to immigrants from the south, causing hundreds of years of infamy to himself, and finally in the 26th year of Hongwu, the population of Beizhili was restored to 1.9 million.
The population of this Yellow Book.
This is a detailed figure that includes women, children, and the elderly.
The North Zhili of the Ming Dynasty included the east and west roads of Hebei in the Song Dynasty.
In other words, two hundred and forty years later, the population of the entire region will be about the same as that of Jiaping Prefecture in Xijin Prefecture at this time.
It's miserable.
"The white bones are exposed in the wild, there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles, and the people are ......"
Wang Yue, who was convulsing, suddenly stopped, holding the gourd with an exaggerated look of shock, and looked at a forest not far from him.
Countless cavalry are swarming.
He looked around in horror, only to find that at least two kilometers around him were farmland except for the woods.
"What bad luck!"
He looked at the cavalry sadly.
This must be Yelu Dashi's subordinates, there is no one else in this area, and his horse has run for two hundred miles, it is impossible to run anymore, this is considered a narrow road, I knew that he would not take the main road, but at this time there is no other way. He dismounted helplessly, then picked up his six pure pestles, and stood between the two horses, facing the surging torrent with a resolute face.
The torrent swept in at a breakneck speed.
Wang Yue was just like when he was tested, the muzzle of the gun was pointed forward, the tail disc was against his stomach, and he took out the fire fold like a brave man who died generously, waiting by the fuse.
The torrent came in an instant......
Then automatically go to the sides for a point, and then the strikers go around on either side of him.
Wang Yue stood in the middle like a fool, looking at these soldiers in a daze, only then did he realize that these soldiers were all frightened on their faces, and many of them even threw away their armor, which was completely a defeated and fleeing posture, and this was not Yelu Dashi's subordinates.
And even this is not the Liao army.
This is Song Jun.
I couldn't see it clearly from a distance before, after all, the armor styles of the Song army and the Liao army were similar.
Wang Yue stood in the middle in such a daze, watching the torrent of cavalry pass by him as if bypassing a reef, and no one even looked at him. And it was indeed a rout, and many of them were wounded, and a few of them did not even pull out their arrows, and they turned into the road without squinting like a flock of frightened rabbits, and then swarmed south.
"Don't run away quickly, the Khitan army is coming!"
One of the officers finally kindly yelled at him.
Wang Yue was still wearing his green uniform, which was why the soldiers didn't trample on him directly.
"Don't you feel ashamed?"
Wang Yue said speechlessly.
This person has a Longxi accent and should be the elite cavalry of the Western Army.
The man was stunned for a moment, then bypassed the fool, and then continued to flee south, Wang Yue was still standing there silently, and at this moment in the woods, another group of cavalry appeared, these were the real Yelu Dashi's subordinates, Wang Yue saw Xiao Ta Buyan's brother at a glance. Obviously, the Song army still crossed the river after all, and the reason is not known for the time being, but it was also defeated by Yelu Dashi as in the original history, and then staged a major rout.
At this moment, Wang Yue really wanted to scold his mother, and the glimmer of hope he had won with great difficulty was ruined by these pig teammates.
If you lose, you are not qualified to talk about conditions.
"Chang'an is dead, and here is death, is it different?"
Wang Yue howled.
The officer finally stopped, and he looked back at Wang Yue with a hesitant expression.
At this time, the Song army had already run past Wang Yue, and he still stood there motionless, proudly looking at the Khitan cavalry that was also approaching rapidly.
"Turn back, don't make people laugh!"
The officer gritted his teeth and shouted.
Then he turned his horse's head, he seemed to have some prestige, some cavalry behind looked at him, almost instinctively followed the U-turn, and soon gathered hundreds of horsemen, followed him quickly back to Wang Yue's side, and then lined up with a cone gun, in fact, the Khitan cavalry chasing them was not more than them, this kind of cavalry melee usually turned into hundreds of cavalry chasing each other in the end.
It's just that they ran and collapsed on their own.
"Your Excellency's surname?"
Wang Yue said unexpectedly.
"Gongzhou Li Xiaozhong."
The latter said.
"Plug up your horses' ears."
Wang Yue nodded and said.
Li Xiaozhong looked at him suspiciously, but then gave an order, and those cavalry blocked the horse's ears one after another, and at the same time Wang Yue stepped forward, and Xiao Fu on the opposite side also saw him, and immediately showed a happy smile, and at the same time raised his mace on horseback, and the other Khitan cavalry also raised their respective weapons, gradually forming an arc that outflanked forward, with the dust trampled on, fiercely crashed into Wang Yue and Li Xiaozhong and others behind him.
"Don't move!"
Wang Yue shouted.
Li Xiaozhong and the others looked at him suspiciously.
However, a few cavalrymen eventually couldn't stand it anymore and turned around and ran away in horror.
"Don't move!"
Wang Yue continued to stop Li Xiaozhong, who could no longer hold back.
And he continued to face Xiao Fu, the distance between the two sides quickly narrowed, and in the blink of an eye, they were already less than thirty meters apart, Wang Yue did not hesitate to light the bottom of the fuse, and then threw away the fire fold as fast as possible, holding the six pure pestles with both hands. Xiao Fu, who was sprinting at full speed, raised his mace on horseback, smiled excitedly at him, and let out a shout the next moment......
"Bang!"
His shouts were drowned out by gunfire.
In his stunned gaze in an instant, the flames in front of Wang Yue continued to erupt at an extremely fast speed, accompanied by a thunderous sound when firing at close range, a bullet hit his war horse in the chest, and the war horse fell with a scream in the splash of flesh and blood. At the same time, with the whistling of bullets, the spray of flames and smoke, and the sound of gunfire at very short intervals, the three cavalrymen on both sides of him also fell in an instant.
The terrifying loud noise, the spewing flames, and the pungent gunpowder smoke made more war horses instinctively choose to turn around.
The originally imposing charge was in disarray, and even some of the cavalry who had no time to dodge collided with their companions.
"Kill!"
Wang Yue in the smoke suddenly roared.
Immediately after that, he held the six pure pestles that still had residual warmth, and crashed headlong into the Khitan cavalry, and the six pure pestles swept, instantly overturning a cavalry company with horses, and the two cavalrymen in front of them who had been frightened turned around instinctively, and then the companions who were charging behind collided, Wang Yue roared and jumped, and the six pure pestles fell in mid-air, and half of a cavalryman's body was slapped into flying flesh.
"Kill!"
Behind him, Li Xiaozhong let out an excited roar.
The next moment he stepped forward with a cone spear, followed by his companions urging their horses, and quickly approached and shrunk into a sharp blade, crashing into the Khitan cavalry that had been disturbed by Wang Yue.
However, at this moment, Wang Yue, who was stepping on Xiao Fu, stopped fighting and raised a jeweled belt high......
(Thanks to the praise of the soul reaper of the book friend, humorson, Jin An Mingyue, Zhengda Juean, Han Wangmai Dong, Prancing Horse Raising the Knife to step on Dongying, yuyueyu and others for their rewards)