Jizhou was broken by the Di people's partial division, like stabbing a huge hornet's nest, although the attitude of the imperial court is still unclear, but it does not prevent the territory of Jizhou from boiling like water, chaos.

On the official road connecting the counties and counties in the state city, there were suddenly ten times more stagecoaches galloping back and forth, and many of them were general envoys with command flags and a large group of fierce guards.

After several captains who were on the sidelines were beheaded on charges of disobeying military orders and watching success or failure, and even a high-ranking county army was seized of office and imprisoned, the huge county army that was originally scattered and grinding began to rush to the north of Jizhou and converged under the banner of Sun Zi.

The various county troops that were originally stationed north of Jizhou City worked particularly hard, these people were already red-eyed, and they were bent on atonement, if they couldn't break the Di people's division and rescue the captive people, they were afraid that they would die afterwards and have no place to bury.

Because of the tens of thousands of Jizhou people who were taken captive, the 10,000 elite horsemen of Helan Changchun climbed as slowly as a turtle, and slowly marched northwest in the territory of Daijun between Jizhou and Jincheng Pass, and were soon caught up by the 8,000 Jizhou County ranks.

Under the banner of Sun Zi and the black bottom Phnom Penh Flying Phoenix, Sun Daolin, the chief soldier of Jizhou, stood on his horse and looked at the Di Ren Brigade in the distance with an expressionless face.

On his knees in front of his horse was a general who was tied into a dumpling, and his face was depressed and miserable.

Sun Daolin is the same age as Tao Yezhong, the state pastor who is also an enemy and friend, and when he was young, he was a famous handsome man in a state.

The people of Jizhou know that because of the practice of martial arts since childhood, decades have passed, Taozhou Mu has goosebumps, but Sun Zongbing is still black-haired, like middle-aged, but at this moment Sun Daolin looks similar to Tao Yezhong, and the temples under the helmet have been dyed with a touch of frost overnight.

The cultivation of the military generals is not of much benefit to the longevity, only the blood is vigorous, and the killing is fierce, once the qi is defeated and the blood is lost, and the dark injuries suffered by the body over the years cannot be suppressed, and one foot enters the coffin.

This kind of situation, the achievement of inspiration can gradually make up for it, if you really want to eradicate the roots, you can only hope that the world is a rare magic realm.

Sun Daolin is just inspiration, and when he suddenly heard the bad news, his inspiration was shaken, and his mind was scattered, and he couldn't hide his old age, which was born from his heart.

He didn't look at the generals kneeling in front of the horse, and wrote lightly: "Wang Zhen and Wang Dutong, stabbed such a big basket, even the old man is in danger, who do you bear the blame for?"

Sun Daolin originally took 3,000 cavalry troops to inspect the defense of various places, and after receiving the news that Jizhou had burned most of them and tens of thousands of people had been taken captive, he went north in the starry night, and at the same time ordered the banners to gather the army.

The Daijun in front of him, who was also from a wealthy family in Jizhou, knew that he was guilty, and after receiving the military order, he removed a small number of necessary defenders of the city, and almost did his best to fight the army of his headquarters, and then gritted his teeth and tied himself up, and went to Sun Daolin's army to ask for guilt.

As soon as he heard Sun Daolin's tone, Wang Yi knew that it was going to be bad, and hurriedly struggled to kowtow, and shouted: "Shibo Rongyu! Just because of Shen Tuyuan's strong wall and clear wilderness, a rich Jizhou has turned into a vast and sparsely populated ghost! Daijun has only more than 10,000 soldiers and horses, and it is not enough to defend the city, where can I prevent the elite 10,000 troops of the Di people, it is said that it is the golden sword lord surnamed Helan who commands the troops to break through the gate of Jizhou!"

Sun Daolin snorted coldly: "If you are greedy for life and afraid of death, since you are defending the land, what good is it to talk in vain at this time? Cao Junji's forbidden army brigade will arrive soon, even if I can spare you, can the national law spare you? Can the people of Jizhou, whose family is ruined, spare you?"

Wang Yi smiled miserably: "Several beacons in Daijun were all uprooted overnight, and the beacon flames could not be transmitted to the state capital at all. The hundreds of sentry horsemen scattered outside the city on weekdays are the most loyal and brave elites, and they also discovered Di Ren's bias early on. But what can this be? Those who reported to the south for the first time died completely, but those who went north were ignored, and when they saw Shen Tuyuan with great difficulty, they only said 'I know,' and they have not moved to this day. How many men can the little nephew summon in a hurry? If he is still unable to protect himself, what can he talk about rescuing the state capital?"

Sun Daolin listened patiently with an expressionless face, turned over and dismounted and helped Wang Jie up with his own hands, and said while untying the ropes on his body for him: "What does the Son of Heaven think about Jizhou Haoqiang, not only you and me, but also the government and the opposition know it. Can't hold Jizhou, we only complain that we are incompetent, north of Jincheng Pass is the army of Helan Wang's tent, Shen Tuyuan does not send troops to rescue, and no one can say anything. It's ...... you."

He raised his hand to comb the messy hair on Wang Yan's sideburns, picked up the iron helmet on the ground and put it on this nephew who had watched him grow up, and finally showed a touch of regret in his eyes.

In the barren land of Jizhou, there are frequent wars, culture and education are not prosperous, and it is not easy to cultivate an outstanding child who can inherit the family business. He and Tao Ye have been fighting openly and secretly for so many years, and the two Lao Tzu heroes have been heroes, but the sons they gave birth to are not angry, and they feel desolate when they think about it.

It's no wonder that the old ghost Tao will pin his hopes on the two smart and beautiful grandchildren, and in private, Sun Daolin can't help but feel sad every time he thinks that the Sun family will be overtaken by the Tao family in a few decades.

Thinking of this, Sun Daolin said softly: "Wang Yan, if you still want to fight for that glimmer of life for the Wang family, ...... today Just die here. ”

The wild clouds hung low, and the sky was dim.

In recent days, Jizhou has always been shrouded in continuous rain, which has cast a thick haze on people's hearts.

On the official road to Jizhou City in the east, the flow of people and horses rushing to the west is still endless, but there are very few people to the east.

The Xuetang Camp, which is rushing from west to east, cleaves the waves all the way, and has the feeling of sailing against the current.

A big black cloak seemed to be wrapped in the rough northwest wind of winter, and together with the black military robes and helmets that were very different from the Great Zhou army, it seemed to make this gloomy summer day a little more cold.

In particular, many soldiers have strange and conspicuous blood marks on their foreheads and eyebrows, which are murderous and evil, and they are extremely unpleasant.

Not to mention the several officers at the head, some of whom wore masks, some of whom carried halberds and rode bulls, were really strange and unkind.

Wherever the five hundred black crows passed, the chariots and horses avoided the road, everyone looked sideways, and even most of the stagecoaches who came and went to deliver messages would consciously walk around.

Yang Xiong, with a big waist and a round waist, rode on the back of the snowhoof green mantis beast, scolding and scolding, as if there was no one around.

"It's really a narrow road, the second brother ruined the good deeds of the prince of Helan in the 10,000 grottoes, and he met in Jizhou so soon, he is not afraid that the old nest of Nanyuan will be served by Shuo Fang?"

Approaching Jizhou City day by day, and there is no less to intercept the stagecoach, the news obtained by the Xuetang Battalion is very detailed. Since learning of the tragic situation after the destruction of Jizhou City, Yang Xiongji has a bitter and bitter face, and he can't wait to rush to Jizhou immediately to slash and kill.

"That Sun Daolin is a waste, he didn't notice it beforehand, he wasn't in the city when the city was broken, and he chased after him and killed someone who lost his armor, and killed a Dutong, the first person to make Ma Ji in the north, really make people laugh off their big teeth!"

Liu Tugou didn't bother to pay attention to the angry Yang Xiongji, but looked at Ren Xichou and said: "I haven't seen the Youzhou County Army, but I have also heard that Huo Shidu, the chief soldier of Youzhou, is Cao Junji's protégé. Why is Sun Daolin, who is also the commander-in-chief of the four northern states, so sparse together with the Jizhou County Army?"

Ren Xichou is one of the few people in the Xuetang camp who has not practiced the art of slaughtering and forging soldiers, at most he was watching when the second master was teaching and performing the law, and at his point, the exercises are still secondary, and the key is to comprehend the little heaven and earth spirit in the underworld.

He shook his head when he heard this: "There is not much contact with Lu E, but he always remembers a few words of lowly office, which is said to be left by an ancestral saint. He said that there are two kinds of foolishness in this world, one is that the authorities are confused and can't speak of their suffering, and the other is that they watch the fire from the other side and stand and talk without backache. What is the situation in Jizhou, it is not clear what the position is, and it is really impossible to speculate. ”

Liu Tugou laughed, raised his hand to stop Yang Xiongji, who was already standing with his eyebrows, and prevented this ramming attack, which was said to be standing and talking without back pain.

Ren Xichou looked like he was born in the Demon Sect, and it was impossible for him to have no contact with Lu E, and now he deliberately said it, which also meant to win the trust of the second master. Liu Tugou naturally understood this thought.

Chang Zhaoqing sent the Xuetang camp to Jizhou, and the reason used was high-sounding, and he kept saying that he hoped that the second master would infiltrate the power of the border army into Jizhou for the Son of Heaven, but I am afraid that General Shuofang himself would not believe it.

However, at this time and at that time, Jizhou is already dilapidated, and the space that can be moved has increased greatly, and the Xuetang Camp may not be useless.

Liu Tugou looked at the east and chuckled: "Since that's the case, let's go and take a look for ourselves." ”