In the northwest of Yanjing, on the north bank of the Gaoliang River, on a high ground, the Mongolian king Baitar immediately looked into the distance.

The river is turbulent, rolling eastward, the south is the endless Youyan Plain, the west and north are the mountains of mountains and mountains, it is the end of the Shen period, the sun is not so hot, the breeze is coming, it is pleasant.

"What the hell! Hot death to the individual! ”

Baitar wiped the sweat from his forehead and cursed hatefully.

As one of the Mongol kings, although he was also brave and good at fighting, he participated in the Mongol army's westward expedition and the attack on Western Xia, but the last time the Mongol army went south, he sat in Mobei and did not participate.

"Prince Baitar, bear with me! It's good to be in town! ”

Zhenhai, the head of Zhongshu Province, persuaded the arrogant Mongol prince.

"Bear with me! If it weren't for the Great Khan listening to you, what kind of grain would you have to grow and collect some bullshit tax, would I come to this bullshit Yanjing City on a hot day? ”

Baitar said coldly, whether it was Zhenhai or Glue Chongshan, he didn't dare to say anything.

This Mongolian prince has a violent temperament, and his father is partial to him, and whoever offends him can't eat and walk around.

"Glue Chongshan, you read a lot, there was a big battle here back then, and the Song army was beaten, isn't it?"

Baitar glanced at him, but asked the silent Bonded Heavy Mountain.

Yelu Chucai and Glue Chongshan are responsible for the civil affairs and taxation of Lianghe and Shandong, both of whom are generals of the Jin State, and their articles are splendid, and they are certainly no strangers to history.

"Prince Baitar, you're talking about the Battle of the Sorghum River. At that time, Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty personally led an army of more than 100,000 to besiege Youzhou, and was beaten by Da Liao, and hundreds of thousands of Song troops were wiped out, and Song Taizong found a donkey cart before escaping back. ”

The words of the gluing mountain made Baitar nod in satisfaction, and his mouth was oily.

"If the Song army comes to attack, we must kill him and bleed like a river, and we can't even find the donkey cart!"

"Prince Baitar said yes! As long as Song Jun dares to come, he will definitely kill them, and it will be too late to regret it! ”

The thousand households on the side also quickly complimented Baitar.

Laughing and triumphant, he looked to the east, pointed forward, and said in amazement:

"Is that a warm mouth? How did he come in person? This guy! ”

I also looked at it quickly, and sure enough, the east was dusty, and a crowd of people and horses was flying to the west, and the flag was flying, which seemed to be the banner of the Mongolian king.

Baitar beat the horse down the high slope, all the way forward, Zhenhai and the other people of the glued Chongshan horse followed closely.

The cavalrymen who had come to greet him stopped and stepped forward to greet Baitar.

"Barthar, what wind brought you here? Long time no see! ”

"The mouth is warm, let you go out of the city to pick me up on a hot day, I really don't want to go!"

Baitar laughed and urged the two brothers to hug right away.

"Baitar, the weather hasn't cooled down yet, why did you come to Yanjing? Is there something important? ”

The two urged the horses forward, and the crowd followed behind, and the elite horses surrounded them from front to back, left and right.

"It doesn't matter. The Northern Expedition of the Song Army was in an uproar, and the Great Khan sent me to take a look at the city defense of Lianghe, and by the way, I went to Liaodong, transferred the soldiers and horses of the King of Liao, and came to garrison Yanjing City. ”

Baitar looked around and lowered his voice.

"What are you doing with them? Could it be that I can't hold Yanjing City? ”

The mouth temperature is not flowery, and the heart is uncomfortable, so he said directly.

There are 30,000 elite soldiers in Yanjing City, can't they deal with the Song army that came to attack?

"The mouth is warm, and the soldiers and horses of Yelu Xueja are called over, so that nothing goes wrong, and nothing can go wrong! At that time, there will be reinforcements from Temutai, Shi Tianze, Zhang Hongyan, etc., just to fight the Song army. The warriors of the steppe, the fewer deaths the better. ”

Baitar whispered, and his mouth was warm and he didn't care.

"It's good! Yelu Xueja's soldiers and horses defend the city, and the field battle is still a matter for our Mongolian iron cavalry! ”

After speaking, he laughed out loud.

The Liao king Yelu Xue Yan commanded 100,000 soldiers and horses, which were used to defend the city, which was more than enough. But in the field battle with the Song army, he and the Mongolian iron cavalry under him were really not afraid.

"The mouth is not warm, be careful! Listening to Meng Ge and Kuo Zhu, the Song army is a little difficult, but he can't be careless. ”

Kuo Zhu and Meng Ge went to the Song Dynasty, and after they came back, they were a little depressed and afraid of the strength of the Song army. Although Baitar is arrogant, the fierce battle on the battlefield is not trivial, and he is also vigilant.

Kou Wen Buhua nodded, and continued to ask:

"Yanjing here to transfer the soldiers and horses of Eastern Liao, so there are reinforcements on the side of Taiyuan, Hedong?"

Taiyuan is now guarded by Meng Ge and Liu Heima, as well as 30,000 Han troops and more than 10,000 Mongolian cavalry. Hebei Yanjing is not a warm mouth, with 20,000 Han troops and 10,000 Mongolian cavalry. The younger generation of Mongolian nobles has begun to take over the military power of Mongolia.

"Over there in Taiyuan, we may transfer Bal Shu to come, and then transfer some people from the Western Regions. This time, the Great Khan is a big battle! ”

While Baitar and Kouwen were talking, several carriages came to him.

"Two princes, please get in the carriage!"

Bonding Heavy Mountain came up immediately and said respectfully.

"Carriage?"

Baitar was stunned for a moment and blurted out.

"Why take the carriage?"

"Prince Baitar, in the past six months, there have been many assassinations in Lianghe, and even Zhang Rou, a thousand households of the Han army, was killed. The two princes are expensive, so don't take any chances, just in case. ”

Glue Shigeyama said stiffly.

"With so many Mongolian warriors, what am I afraid of? Don't sit! ”

Baitar flatly refused.

"Prince Baitar, Prince of Warm Mouth, Song Jun's firearms are fierce, especially the earth-shaking thunder, smashed down in one round, the flesh and blood are blurred, and it is very scary! This was personally arranged by Yelu Xianggong, just in case. ”

Zhenhai had no choice but to persuade him.

"This Utu Saheri, so careful!"

Baitar's eyes rolled, and he suddenly said:

"In this way, glue Chongshan, you and Zhenhai take the carriage, I and Kouwen don't spend money, and the two of us and the guards will change clothes. It's all right! ”

He wanted to see if the bandits of the two rivers were really so lawless.

In the evening, hundreds of elite cavalry guards and several carriages were mixed in, and they headed east along the street.

The city has long been under martial law, pedestrians have avoided the side of the street, the Mongolian army with guns and knives three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, guarding the entire street and alley, and the Mongolian cavalry from time to time cruise, watching any wind and grass on the street.

Although it was nearly dusk, the sun was still shining, and the cars and horses marched forward to the crossroads.

Suddenly, several shops on the side of the road were thrown out one by one with smoking earth-shattering thunderbolts, and they all fell on and around the carriage.

"Earthquake Thunder!"

The Mongolian guards were all startled, and the sharp-eyed cavalrymen jumped off their horses one after another, and together with many guards on the side of the road, they lay on the ground one after another, holding their heads in their hands, and their faces were in close contact with the ground.

The explosion sounded like thunder, the horses screamed, the smoke billowed out, the sedan chair was torn apart, and the smoke billowed out, all shrouded in a cloud of dust and mist.

The earth-shattering thunder continued, falling into the crowd of cavalry on the street, the sound of explosions continued, the Mongolian cavalry on the street was blown up with flesh and blood, blood was all over the ground, horses were killed or wounded, and frightened unmanned horses scurried along the street, which increased the riot.

But there are also Mongolian soldiers who were surprised, and reacted, some people protected the carriage, and some people rushed into the shops that flew out of the earth-shaking thunder, killing people when they saw them, feathers and arrows flew together, and the men who rushed out of it fought together, and the blood flowed to the ground, and it was the separation of yin and yang in an instant.

Finally, a modest battle ended, the streets returned to calm, and the sun set and torches lit up the streets.

On the street, surrounded by all the troops, Yanjing Shou General Kou Wen Buhua was the leader, and the Lianghe Civil Affairs Chief Yelu Chucai and Chen Shike and others followed, all of whom were ugly.

Looking at the rows of bloody corpses on the street, his mouth was not warm, his eyes were cold, and he asked sharply.

"Who is the Assassin? Did you find out? ”

Assassinated on the street, the Mongolian prince Baitar was injured and Chiyu was injured, and Zhenhai, the head of Zhongshu Province, was killed by the bombing. There was such a shocking tragedy, it seems this.

"A few prisoners were captured, and the torture revealed that it was done by the people of the "Xingzhong Society", and someone has been sent to arrest them. I believe there will be news soon. ”

He also replied in a low voice, looking at the corpse on the ground, his heart pounding.

These assassins were so frustrated, if they hadn't changed their costumes, I'm afraid that Baitar would already be a corpse by this time.

"Pass the order, the whole city of Yanjing City will investigate, and we must arrest the remnants of the scumbags of the bullshit "Xingzhonghui", and anyone who dares to obstruct the investigation will be killed! ”

Kou Wen gave the order without anger, and took the sergeant away. The light of the fire shone on his face, flickering and dimming, cloudy and uncertain.

Yelu Chucai frowned secretly and shook his head slightly.

After this investigation, the "Xingzhong Society" is definitely over. However, the Mongolian army wantonly plundered the city, and it must be another time of chickens and dogs, and the people's resentment is boiling, and I don't know how many disasters will be caused by then.

"Fortunately, Badar was fatal, but he was only slightly injured. However, Zhenhai was not so lucky, and he was seriously injured again...... These guys, they're outlaws! ”

Chen Shike's heart is full of mixed flavors.

The members of the "Xingzhong Society" are all relics of the Jin Kingdom. He and Yelu Chucai are both former ministers of the Jin State, and the Jin State treats the people badly, but does not treat them badly. It's hard to describe the taste of this.

"Baitar is fateful, but it's a pity for Zhenhai. But after such a fuss, Baitar probably didn't want to stay any longer. ”

Yelu Chucai's heart was uneasy. Rumors of the Song army's northern expedition were flying all over the sky, and the people of Yanjing City were panicking, and the Song army would go north at some point, hoping that the Mongolian army would come sooner.

"Yelu Xianggong, Yanjing City is in chaos, and reinforcements may arrive earlier, which is not a good thing!"

"When the reinforcements from King Liao and Temutai arrive, Yanjing's army of more than 100,000 will be much more stable."

Yelu Chucai whispered softly, relieving his heart slightly.

The Mongol army was reinforced, and with the impregnable strength of Yanjing City, it was not so easy for the Song army to defeat it.

Early in the morning of the second day, many heads were hung on the south gate of Yanjing, which were hideous and terrifying, amounting to hundreds, causing the people of Yanjing to point and whisper on the way.

Song Shiren watched carefully in the crowd of spectators, and among the hanging heads, there was a young face that was familiar.

Song Shiren felt uncomfortable, and quickly lowered his head and followed the pedestrians away to prevent tears from falling.

only killed an insignificant Zhenhai, but sacrificed his right-hand man Zhang Yaozu.

He really regrets it now, should he stop that assassination, will Zhang Yaozu escape.

Northern Expedition, come soon!