"What is this?"

Li Hu looked at the red cloth in his hand blankly.

The triangular red cloth was embroidered with two crossed axes, which were clearly prepared in advance.

"All the ones you find, those who don't have family members to be the Jurchens, and whether they are Han or Bohai, all the men will be given a piece, and then let them tie it around their necks, and then I will send an order to all the ministries, as long as they have this kind of red scarf around their necks, they will not be killed!

But the Khitan and Jurchen cannot.

Needless to say, the Khitans are of the Great Liao nation, and as long as the surrendered women are really traitors, they will all be traitors, and all of them will be killed!

As a Khitan, even if he fails, he should die on the battlefield, what face does the surrendered Jurchen have to live?

Of course, their women and children still have to be kept. ”

Wang Yueyi said rhetorically.

Han Wen hurriedly kowtowed gratefully again, and then Li Hu hurriedly took him away and began to search for those Han and Bohai people like him, as for how much they can save, it depends on their efficiency, anyway, the benevolent Wang Dashuai has clearly ordered that this battle is just for hoeing and raping, and it is absolutely impossible to kill innocents indiscriminately. As long as no one in the family acts as a minions for the Jurchens, they can all be pardoned, and in fact, there are not many, at least those powerful families are impossible.

However, the Khitans surrendered to the Jurchens for the Great Liao nation, and they were traitors to the Liao for whatever reason.

All traitors were executed.

After Li Hu left, Wang Yue's carriage continued to move forward......

"We are here to represent justice, not to kill innocents indiscriminately, how can you people treat an old man like this?"

He righteously rebuked a group of cavalry.

These are Han Qingmin's subordinates, who are dragging an old man out of a nearby mansion and whipped them one by one there.

The latter kept screaming.

The fire was raging inside, as well as the screams of men and women, and I didn't know what they were doing, in short, the cavalry who rushed in looked very excited, I have to say that the military discipline of Han Qingmin's subordinates was too poor, and Wang Yue was not easy to manage this problem, after all, he was an official of the Great Song Dynasty, and he couldn't control the soldiers of the Liao State, and there were many dead bodies next to the poor old man, and he looked at Wang Yue with hopeful eyes, and struggled to crawl from under the whip to this side......

"General, general, old decay and Han Jieshuai are old acquaintances!"

He screamed.

"Huh, Liaochen?"

Wang Yue was stunned.

"Hui Dashuai, this old thing is from Bohai, a local family, surnamed Zhang, and has been a protocol envoy, and his son Zhang Hao is the godson of A Guta."

The officer on the side hurriedly explained.

"This is a traitor, how can you use a whip to deal with a traitor!"

Wang Yue instantly changed his face and said.

"What do you mean?"

The officer said suspiciously.

"Of course the car cracked!"

Wang Yue said abruptly.

"Car crack?"

The officer said suspiciously.

The old man was stupid when he heard this, and he crawled like crazy to escape, but at the same time Wang Yue's carriage moved forward and ran directly over one of his legs......

"Who knows what it means to crack a car?"

The officer in the back was still consulting around.

"It's really uneducated!"

Wang Yue sighed.

Of course, it doesn't matter if they can consult or not.

Zhang Hao!

This is the prime minister of Jin Hailing.

"Gao Qing's family seems to be from Liaoyang, right?"

Wang Yue suddenly remembered that Gao Qing, who was hacked to death by himself.

"Back to Dashuai, his sister is the wife of this old guy, that is, Zhang Hao's mother, his father Gao Shiliang, the Gao family is the same as the Zhang family, and the Liaoyang family is also a big family."

A local herald beside him said.

"Pass the order, extinguish it, go over and tell those bastards in the back, go inside and bring Zhang Hao out of the fuck!"

Wang Yue said.

"Uh, Dashuai, he's going to be almost fifty years."

The herald cautiously reminded him.

"Bastard, is Ben Shuai that kind of person? Ben Shuai wants to dedicate her to the official family! ”

Wang Yue angrily rebuked him.

This is also a little filial piety of his son-in-law.

The Gao family is also a famous family, and the famous family in Bohai is nothing more than Gao, Zhang, Yang, Dou, Wu, and Li Liujia, so the identity is also worthy of a great painter, give her a few virtuous and virtuous virtues, and a graceful temperament, in short, it is this kind of adjective, and then it can be used as a gift to the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty when the prince of Yangong conquered Liaoyang and gave it to the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty. This is also indispensable, if you don't give him this, do you want to get a few Jurchen barbarians to give him? That's really not like words, the barbarian girl who is really good-looking is also educated by Wang Taiwei, and the Bohai people are also a civilized nation.

Of course, it must be a civilized nation dedicated to the official family.

As for being older......

It's not that he's not yet fifty, and he knows how to serve the official family at this age.

Thinking about the great painter who opened a certain sedan curtain with anticipation, and looked at the expression of the fifty-year-old beauty inside, Wang Taiwei suddenly let out a wild laugh.

Wang Yue's carriage continued to move forward, and the soldiers behind him, who had already consulted the meaning of the car crack, were happily making preparations, and at the same time, a short and fat landlord's wife was also carried out by the soldiers, she had no idea that she would be sent to Genyue to enjoy happiness in the future, and she was still struggling and crying there. And her man was lying on the ground and watching her silently, I don't know why, there seemed to be a little disintegration in his eyes, and I don't know if it was because death was about to give up the struggle or because of something else.

Like a god and demon wandering in the background of the apocalypse, Wang Yue sat on his iron throne and slowly ran over the corpses everywhere.

Around him was a world of ice, snow and fire.

Galloping cavalry, unbridled killing, wailing crowds......

In this world of ice and fire, he picked up a small trumpet and played cheerful music there like a wind, and then like that, he wandered until dawn came......

"Bring Lord Belle here!"

In the early morning sun, Wang Yue waved behind him and shouted.

Then there was a laugh behind him, and in the midst of the laughter, the poor Wanyan Mother stepped forward again, and in order to prevent him from falling apart, the soldiers who were in charge of serving him had taken great pains along the way, but fortunately it was advantageous in this season, otherwise some craftsmen would have to be used. However, the severe cold of more than ten degrees below zero is still useful after all, at least his face has not changed at all, that is, his complexion is not very good-looking, but the opposite city wall is full of acquaintances, and even includes one of his nephews, so it is not unrecognizable.

"Ranukang, the mother is here, he is waiting for you!"

Wang Yue roared.

The men in the back continued to laugh.

However, at this time, among the laughing crowd, there were already many red scarves, and these local young men who quickly chose to defect were working hard to assemble small trebuchets.

This is available on the walls of the outer city, and it is an essential weapon for the army at this time.

When the Jurchens attacked Kaifeng, hundreds of trebuchets were used, and in the same way, the Song army even smashed the strange stones of the great painter Genyue and threw them out as stone bullets.

The Jurchen soldiers on the opposite city wall watched silently.

They can actually escape, because there is a section of the city wall in the north that is the same as the city wall in the southwest corner of Yanshan, which is shared by the inner and outer cities, so it is still under their control, but they don't need to flee, because Liaoyang is surrounded by their territory. There are many Jurchens in Shenzhou recently, as well as Haizhou and other places in the south, all of which can rush to reinforcements within three or two days, and they only need to hold on for a few days, and reinforcements from all walks of life outside will naturally arrive.

But if you run away......

They can escape, but can the property here?

There were also a large number of cavalry patrolling outside, and they went out to break through in a bloody battle.

A figure appeared on the city wall.

The soldiers who escorted the mother pushed the temporarily modified shield cart and pushed his uncle directly to ten zhang away, across the frozen moat, trying to make the meeting of his uncle and nephew closer, although his uncle's image was unique at the moment, but the face that was pulled up with pigtails raised could still be recognized.

"This kind of waste can't even be defeated by you, and you deserve to die, you are simply not worthy of being my Jurchen warrior, as for you dogs, when the army gathers, this is also your fate!"

He sneered.

"But do you know who I am?"

Wang Yue said with a smile.

"Wang Yue?"

Lu Guan said with a complicated expression.

He is still very smart, and he came over with the head of Yanmu, which can only be in the Youyan area, and the Yanmu was attacking all along the coast before, and among the various forces in the Youyan area, the only one who can raise such a cavalry is the warlord of Yanshan.

Is it not Wang Yue, or the Great Song Dynasty?

"Haha, you guessed right, since you guessed who I am, then who gave you the courage to dare to say such a thing? In front of my Wang Yue, is there a city gate that can be blocked? In front of my Wang Yue, are there any soldiers who can resist? In front of my Wang Yue, what bullshit female real warriors, it's all a joke! I tell you to die whenever you want!

Bring me my weapons!

In an hour, I will make you the same as the mother of the Buddha at this moment. ”

Wang Yue stood up on the Iron Throne and roared like Xerxes.

Immediately afterwards, a hastily made weapon was carried over by six local young men shouting trumpets, and it was made of stone, cylindrical, with grooves carved into it......

Well, it's actually a grinder.

It's just that an iron chain is inserted inside, and then tied to the outside while leaving a section, and finally turns into a giant meteor hammer.

Wang Yue took one last look at Lu Guan.

At the same time, he lifted the carriage to the side of the carriage, and he buckled the iron mask with a cruel smile, and then jumped down from the carriage with a somewhat dazed gaze of the Zarud Guan, and directly grabbed the iron chain. Before he could react, he roared wildly, grabbed the chain with both hands and threw it forward with all his might, and saw the two-hundred-pound grinder suddenly fly up from the ground, and then smashed down in front of him with a sound of breaking the air, smashing the mud on the road......

There was an instant silence.

Even Luguan was stunned, lying on the female wall and watching this scene dumbfounded.

Then, under his completely incredulous gaze, Wang Yue pounded his chest like a King Kong and roared, dragging the stone grinder and began to run wildly......