The end of June passed, one day in July, in the northwest direction of the north shore of the Bohai Sea, in the humble palace building, the lights were burning at night, and in front of the square-headed wooden table not far from the bed, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a wide mouth and square nose sat there tall and majestic, listening to the majestic narration of the old man named Wanyan Aguta in front of him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"In the second year of Tianqing of the ..... Liao Kingdom, Yelu Yanxi asked me to bend the backbone of the Yan Department for him to be happy, what a joke...."

Before the Jin Dynasty, the Jurchens were originally just loose and weak independent tribes between the white mountains and black waters, struggling with food and cold, and often living a life inferior to slaves in the Liao people's hunting activities of 'fighting the Jurchens'. In the second year of Tianqing, Emperor Tianzuo asked all the Jurchen chieftains to dance for him, but this old man refused, and the second year was to decisively raise troops to conquer Ningjiang Prefecture with more than 2,000 people, slowly accumulating to more than 3,700 people.

Wanyan Aguda stood up, his posture was like an insurmountable mountain standing in front of the young man, "Zongwang, remember! My female real man is the wolf pack galloping on this land, and my Wanyan family is the wolf king of the wolf pack." After finishing the face, no matter when and where, the spine cannot be bent. ”

In the solemn atmosphere, the old man quietly thought about something and closed his eyes.

He fought all his life, with all the Jurchen bent knees, stood up and killed the deep mountain, out of the river shop battle, 3,000 to 100,000, and then to protect the step Dagang battle, 20,000 to 700,000, this is the most glorious moment in the life of Wanyan Agu, with his own straight backbone to beat the backbone of another nation.

In a terrible silence.

"The country to the west, the country that once weighed on us, its path is almost over, it has come to an end!" At one moment, Wan Yan opened his eyes again, full of wolf spirit.

"Father—"

Wanyan Zongwang stood up and clenched his fists: "There is news from Wushu today, he found a group of southerners, who were going north in a ragged body, and it is estimated that they came from the Wu Dynasty on the other side of the Bohai Sea to submit the covenant. ”

"Let the Wushu find them, don't send them to me, tell those people of the Wu Dynasty that the Jin Kingdom is willing to make peace with the Wu Dynasty and send Liao together, let them make an appointment to do it themselves." Wanyan said these words expressionlessly, and his tone was ordinary.

Seeing his son still standing there and stopping.

The old man showed a loving smile, waved his hand, and said: "The Liao State has been defeated and retreated, and many lands have been conquered, so there is no need for the help of the warriors, and the alliance has agreed to attack it, but out of consideration for letting them fight first to see if they are powerful." Before you came, a Liao general of Gao Yongchang launched a rebellion and asked us for help. ”

"Saving people?"

"Of course not. ”

The old man's eyes flashed wolf in the light of the candlelight, "Let's eat together-"

The voice is loud and simple, but it is truly like a tiger.

A few days later, several people who traveled through the mountains and wilderness finally ushered in the living, but it was a murderous scout army, and in this mountain and wilderness, there is no army in this era that can compete with such scouts who hunt and survive from the white mountains and black waters.

The unkempt Ma Zheng and Wei Jinzhong chose to give up resistance at the first time.

As a weak reader, he couldn't defeat this group of Jurchen scouts. And Wei Jinzhong can naturally judge whether he can continue to live in this environment without killing a few people.

The leader of the scouts spoke the Jurchen language, then had all their weapons taken away, tied them rudely with ropes, and dragged them towards a place or city beyond the vast mountains.

Feet on the hard frozen ground, a piece of cold.

"What should I do?" Ma Zheng's face was a little distorted with fear, he could no longer see the original majesty in him, and now all that was left was the hope of surviving, and he still held on.

Wei Jinzhong, who was looking at the road, had a somewhat dull expression, but his eyes remained clear and crazy. Between his clenched teeth, he spit out words: "If you don't kill us, there is hope, it should be the big man who took us to meet them, and the other party can easily find us, which means that people have been following for many days, and the Jurchens are really a bit powerful .........."

Crackle –

With a whip, a bloody mark suddenly appeared on Wei Jinzhong's face, and the leader of the scout on horseback in front of him scolded angrily, and then laughed and said a few words to the Jurchen scout next to him, and made a silent gesture to Wei Jinzhong with his fingers.

"Mr. Wei....on your face...."

Wei Jinzhong glanced at Ma Zheng coldly, and scolded softly: "Don't speak!"

After that, their eyes continued to keep their eyes fixed on the road, and they followed the scouts step by step, and as the sun set westward, they reached a populated place, where there was a county seat, and the walls were stained with some dark red blood and burning marks, indicating that a great war had broken out here not long ago.

The smell of blood still lingers in the air.

By this afternoon, at dusk, they had not entered the city, but had gone to the military village, where some of the buildings had been demolished and removed, and it seemed that they were no longer allowed to use troops here. At the door of the stockade, there were many people lying down, most of them were women, half-naked and curled motionless, dirty, when Wei Jinzhong walked over, he could smell an indescribable stench of erosion, and occasionally some were still conscious, moaning a few times, and his hand subconsciously stretched over.

Wei Jinzhong naturally knew what was going on with these women, and kicked back one of his outstretched hands in some disgust, maybe the force was a little heavy, the hand was spasmodic and trembling, and the painful voice was mixed with some crying wails, which came out. Not long after, several Jurchen soldiers came over, dragged them away one by one, and threw them on the side of the road.

If no one takes care of it, it won't survive tonight.

After the envoy team of the Wu Dynasty entered, Ma Zheng sorted out his disguise, even if the robe was dirty, at least people should look much more energetic, but he could only be energetic for a while, and when he entered the handsome tent, his legs couldn't help but swing.

In front of the handsome case, the man sitting upright was very young, at least younger than Wei Jinzhong, who was in his twenties, but the fanatical aura exuded from those eyes.

The man in this handsome tent is called Wan Yan Zongbi, Jurchen name: Wushu, which is later known as Jin Wushu. After the founding of the Jin Dynasty, there were frequent wars against Liao, and Wanyan Zongbi's half-brothers Zong Jun, Zong Gan, Zong Wang, and Zong Fu were all important generals of the Jin army, and they were brave and good at fighting, which naturally had a strong influence on him.

After receiving Yan Aguta's letter and knowing the intentions of his father and brother, he did not embarrass Ma Zheng, Wei Jinzhong and others, because it was very beneficial for him and the Jin State behind him to understand the military strength of the Wu Dynasty as soon as possible.

"Go back and tell the Emperor of the Wu Dynasty that the Emperor of Jin is willing to make an alliance with you, you can send troops at any time, and we will respond immediately, otherwise whoever captures it will be whoever's own." This is what I meant by bringing my father, the envoy of the Wu Dynasty thought about it, and quickly went back to tell you the emperor, the former wolf of the Liao Kingdom, there is not much time left for it, and a new king has been born. ”

Wanyan Zongbi's Chinese language is not good, but it also conveys the original meaning of the matter. After saying this, he did not give Ma Zheng and the others an explanation, wrote and painted, and handed over the letter of the alliance to the other party, that is, he sent them to rest in the barracks for a night, and after dawn tomorrow, he gave them a boat to go back.

......

The wind swept the summer light, the army swept the restless killing, and the smoke and dust rolled away. On the side of the road, several people walking in rags were like abandoned puppies, at a loss.

The body of the woman who froze to death on the side of the road was already stiff, and it stretched out for more than ten meters, and it was miserable and white.

The wild dogs whimpered, stared greedily, and wandered.

"That's the end of the friendship?...this northern savage....may not be too unkind to me!" Ma Zheng scolded, and the next moment he saw the female corpse on the side of the road staring at him, smacking his lips timidly, and brushing his sleeves towards the only pier.

"Master Ma. ”

Suddenly, Wei Jinzhong stopped him.

"What's the matter? Let's hurry up, the old man here doesn't want to stay for a moment, it's just extremely barbaric, the old man wants to make the attitude of the Jin people today clear to His Majesty and Cai Xiang. ”

Ma Zheng shouted, turned around and still cursed.

But, in the next second, the Heavenly Fury Sword was raised and slashed down.

Blood splattered.

The frightened expression froze on his face, and the corpse staggered, and fell into the pile of female corpses, face to face.

"Such a great credit, if it is mixed up by you, our family will not run for nothing?

He swept his gaze to the other members of his entourage, who had forgotten to run away in fright.

Wei Jinzhong sneered, raised his arm and walked over, "You know, the dead will shut up forever, and our family can only kill you." ”

The corpses were presented, and the letter carrying the covenant sailed away from the dock and headed towards the Wu Dynasty, and on that day, the army of the Northern Expedition had already driven to Yanmen Pass.

ps: First update. Friends who are short of recommended books can take a look at the book "One Word to the Sky", which is very good. (To be continued.) )