Chapter 572: Yellow Spring

The night reached the deepest point, the rain stopped for a while, and in the next burst, the great sword of the Jin country fell, and the sound of fighting was surging like a broken embankment, and almost all the Beiwei army pressed up, so that Ah Guituo could no longer hold on, and the strong man broke his wrist and abandoned part of the cavalry, and turned around and fled from the battlefield with Wanyan Wushu.

Soon, the figures reflected in the firelight, and the fire dragon connected and surrounded the hillock.

From the figure separated, making way out of the way, Wanyan Zonghan's eyes trembled slightly, and a group of figures in brocade cloaks were lined up, and a man on horseback walked to the bottom of the hill like a moon and raised his head to look at him.

"The military god of the Jin Kingdom... First meeting. Bai Ning threw his hand at him.

The one-eyed old man nodded, "It's the first time, Admiral Dongchang..."His Chinese is not very good, and his words are vague, "But... And for the last time. ”

"Are you really not going to surrender?"

"No, you can't. ”

Wanyan Zonghan was silent for a moment, "Today, there is only the dead Zhanhan, who has not surrendered to the Marshal of the Wu Dynasty, to be the second Wanyan Zongwang." Bai Ning, you should know that today Ben Shuai has made up his mind to die, so that he can awaken the Jurchen who is addicted to pleasure...... Just as you have done for your people..."

"Father!!" Wanyan Jin Danzi pushed him: "What's the good of dying, they won't remember you, Wanyan Zongji will soon forget you..."

"I can't go, I can go, I can go, I can go, anyone can go, but if the old man doesn't go, if he leaves or falls, he will be embarrassed to the Jurchen!" The old man patted him lightly on the shoulder, looked at the falling rain, and looked at Bai Ning.

Then, he raised the steel knife in his hand.

There were more than a dozen guards left beside him, and they made the same move. Wanyan Jin Bullet "Ahh

Steps were taken on the hillock.

Bai Ning turned around and waved his hand, his voice was cold: "Achieve them!"

The strings creaked and tightened, then buzzed loose, and the arrows flew out, and hundreds of black shadows covered the running and charging figuresβ€”

Puff puff puff......

......

Seeing the feather tail trembling on his body, the old man's vision seemed to be pulled away, blood was splashed in his eyes, and his dim vision turned red.

The pace of rushing out slowed down, and there was a sharp pain in the shoulders, chest, and thighs, as if something was embedded in it, and slowly became numb, and the feet stopped unobediently.

He could hear the sound of blood flowing.

Cuckoo......

"There is only one way to go, and the rest of the road is for the living to continue walking. "The starless sky is slowly closed.

Boom!

The burly body fell, and the old man, who had spent his whole life, finally disappeared.....

In the seventh year of the first peace, in the autumn of September, the marshal of the Jin State Wanyan Zonghan and the Wu Dynasty fought in Zezhou, after one day and one night, the Jurchen Marshal was killed, and the Wu Dynasty won a tragic victory, so that everyone in the world was shocked after learning the long-awaited result.

That night, Bai Ning met with Yue Fei in the Shuai tent, discussed some contents, the next day the army rested, and the day passed, the seriously damaged Beiwei army continued to go north, crossed the Zhongjing Road, and went straight to Shangjing, at the same time, the East Road Hejian Army and Guan Sheng of the Daimyo Mansion took advantage of the victory to go north, as if entering a no-man's land.

After learning that Zong Han was killed, the whole Bianliang boiled, and then fell into a bright light, as if it became a city that never sleeps, prostitutes sang according to the building, fiddling with customs, scribes invited friends to talk about the war, and the excitement slapped the table, and the face flushed.

Some people who were slaughtered by the Jurchens went south knelt in front of their houses or on the side of the road with yellow paper and burned them, looking at the paper ashes flying in the night, clasping their hands together, crying in tears and whispering, sending their words in the wind, so that the family and relatives 'over there' could rest in peace, and the cry buzzed faintly in the black.

The east is white, the autumn sun reveals the golden glow early, and the overlapping palaces reflect the golden light, and there are figures walking in it.

"It's amazing..."

Thinking of the news he received, Cao Zhenchun stood under the eaves with his sleeves folded and looked at the rising sun and sighed, his gray hair showed that he was approaching twilight, and in his eyes, a figure in the distance walked towards this side, he walked towards the other party quickly, and the attendant next to him wanted to help, but he waved his sleeves and pushed it away.

The two sides approached, and a smile instantly appeared on the old face of the rouge, and he was the first to speak: "Lord Qin came so early, the early dynasty is still early, and Your Majesty has not woken up yet." ”

"Don't be in a hurry, Your Majesty is still young... You should get more sleep. After Qin Hui bowed to him, he walked side by side behind him, his face full of joy, "Besides, the old man knew the news yesterday, and he couldn't sleep all night, and he arrived in the palace unconsciously, and I hope that Gonggong Cao will not laugh." ”

Cao Zhenchun also smiled and nodded: "Originally, the Northern Expedition, our family had no bottom in our hearts, but the overseer was too urgent, we, the subordinates, where did we dare to speak, fortunately, ...... Won, amazing......"

"yes, it's amazing... It's been weak for a long time, but it can do it... Originally, I wasn't optimistic... But it really did. Qin Hui stroked his beard and nodded in agreement.

However, the old eunuch walking on the right still tilted his head with a smile: "That... Our family seems to see that Lord Qin still has something unhappy in his heart. ”

Qin Hui shook his head, stopped and looked at the carvings on the eaves of the palace, and sighed: "It is said to be a big victory outside, but you and I both know that this is a tragic victory, and it is paved with the blood of countless soldiers...... To this day, the old man still remembers it vividly. ”

Cao Zhenchun folded his hands in his lower abdomen and turned to look at him: "In battle, how can there be immortals, everyone stands on the grinding plate, and the butcher knife is added, even a general like Yue Fei will inevitably die on the battlefield." ”

"The people who are alive are chilled. ”

Qin Hui walked up the steps of the vertical arch hall, the morning bell rang in the imperial city, he looked over attentively, and sighed: "The battle is over, the marshal of the Jin State is also dead, the Jurchens in the north should not be able to sit still, Gonggong Cao, we have to prepare for peace talks, it is better to talk about this today." ”

The old eunuch over there frowned slightly, but still nodded.

Soon, the early dynasty began.

At the end of September, the inventory of the entrance and exit gates of Shangjing became severe, and the city was even more tense. Since the news of Yan Zonghan's death came, it has become such a situation, originally the people above wanted to block the news, but it spread out in the middle of the night, making it known all over the city, and there was chaos in the city for a while, but fortunately, the bullet pressure was extremely fast, and finally the Jurchen soldiers arrested people in the city and killed a group, and the people gradually fell silent.

Phew-

The exquisite Wu Dynasty flower porcelain was pushed to the ground, and Wanyan Zonggan walked back and forth anxiously with his hands behind his back in the imperial study, originally thinking that Zong Han could flatten the army of the Wu Dynasty in the past, and his own side could successfully ascend the throne with a big victory, but in the blink of an eye, Zong Han died, and the other party was about to defeat the capital.

During the day, the court in the court, the main battle and the main peace quarreled, quite a headache for him, the main battle such as Wanyan Lu a group of Jurchen veterans, naturally unwilling to be humiliated, suggested that Zonggan adjust the silver and complete the trembling mother, resign without losing these generals to return to Beijing.

If these people were sent back, then if Wanyan Zongwang was really in the army of the Wu Dynasty, the whole situation would make him feel not so optimistic.

"The army of the Wu Dynasty can't be so capable of fighting, it must be Zong Wang's help inside, and there are some traitors to the Jurchen....." he thought for sure, and his hand banged on the table indignantly.

Outside the door, footsteps came, and someone knocked on the door.

It was Wanyan Zongjun who came in, and he was also the eldest son of Wanyan Aguta, but one was out of the concubine and the other was out, and the two of them met in the study, and it became a little subtle.

"What are you doing here? ”

"Summation. ”