Chapter 346 Wanyan Oru (monthly ticket 900 plus updates)
In the unique ecstasy taste of 'Huoxiang Zhengqi Water', Hu Biao finally woke up leisurely, and then he coughed violently.
After I finally stopped coughing and calmed down.
It was towards Ali who was looking at him nervously in front of him that he complained:
"Damn, this 'Huoxiang Zhengqi Water' tastes really bad. Ali, when you boil these potions, couldn't you add some honey to make them taste a little better~"
"Why are there so many nonsense? Don't you know that good medicine tastes bitter?" A Li replied with a look of relief on her face.
While he was complaining, Hu Biao finally had the mood to observe the surrounding situation.
He could find that he was now in a mud house with a dim oil lamp lit in the room. It looked dark outside the window, so it should still be night.
The sound of rain falling outside the house continued to sound, indicating that the heavy rain had not stopped.
Combined with the memories before fainting, Hu Biao immediately reacted:
Good guy! In this system task, my luck seems to be a little bit behind me.
Because when I had just reached the first stage, I was knocked unconscious twice in the battle; I suffered some fatal injuries the first time, so this time I guess it was a bit of a suspense.
Before he was knocked unconscious, he vaguely remembered that an iron bone was hitting him. What would happen if this thing got hit by it?
But just when Hu Biao opened his mouth and planned to ask more about the situation.
Then, after taking a tin trumpet from Lao Yang's hand, he put it to his mouth and shouted:
Since you dare to stretch out your hands, don't blame us for using the knife, you really dare to insult me, the Great Song Dynasty~"
It just smashed him to the point of breaking a bone, and at the same time, he was knocked unconscious, and not even a single rib was broken. Just drink more hot water and take some white medicine internally."
You and I are our allies in the joint expedition to the Liao Dynasty. Why do you break your promise and dare to raise troops to attack our army in the middle of the night? Aren't you afraid of causing a sword-fight between us?"
Mainly because during the fierce battle before, with the hot blood in my head constantly rising, I still didn't feel the pain of the wound.
But even if there was, Hu Biao didn't want to hear it; he personally came to the county government office just to find out who the so-called Jurchen nobleman here was.
The most important thing is that under the current circumstances, there is no way to roll a trumpet cigarette to lift the spirit of extreme fatigue.
The difference was that after hearing the words, Lang Qing immediately started shouting:
"Lao Hu, since your boy is all right, then come with me; there are still fifty or sixty Jurchens left, hiding in an official office of the county magistrate in the city, stubbornly refusing to surrender.
"Listen to the Song people outside, this is Wanyan Oru, the second son of Wanyan Lou's family, including Yatase and other ministers of Qishui.
Before this battle, it would be false to say that there was no pressure in their hearts; but this hearty victory made their spirits rise.
Specifically, it starts from Zhangjiakou in the east and ends at Shanhaiguan in the west. Pingzhou is the Tangshan area and is definitely within Shanhaiguan.
After thinking for a few seconds, Lang Qing gave this answer:
"The battle has not even been fought yet, so how can we calculate it so quickly?
The injury of 'bone fracture' is nothing to worry about based on Hu Biao's rich experience in injuries.
Behind these people, there were sword and shield players who had been arrayed as neatly as a wall, spearmen like a forest, and a large number of strung yellow birch crossbows.
But I know clearly that in such a heavy rain, holding an umbrella or putting on a raincoat is of no use at all.
This is indeed the case. After all, they have heard of the legend that one Jurchen can defeat ten Liao soldiers.
Now it is your hand that has crossed the line, the covenant that you have broken.
I heard that someone among you wants to see Mr. Hu. Now that Mr. Hu is here, if you have something to say, say it, and if you have something to say, let it go~"
Amidst the roar of laughter that spread far away, a rough voice sounded from the wall of the magistrate's office. The Chinese that was spoken in it was a bit irritating, but it was still understandable:
Then everyone tried to hide from the rain, dried their clothes, and drank some hot soup to avoid catching a cold. I saw that many brothers’ lips were turning white."
Immediately, both Lang Qing and Hu Biao breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as the voice fell, the soldiers of Xuange Camp beside him burst into laughter, filled with an indescribable sense of relief.
After Ali opened his mouth, he answered both Hu Biao and Lang Qing's doubts at the same time:
Under Hu Biao's words, Wanyan Oru no longer had any excuse.
Now, after the wound was soaked by the rain, my whole body felt inexplicably uncomfortable and chilled.
Behind him, more than a dozen men from the battalion lifted up a thick beam and started banging against the gate of the magistrate's office.
After putting it on my shoulders, I walked directly into the heavy rain outside.
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"Lao Yang, and brothers, thank you for your hard work~" After walking outside the magistrate's Yamen, which was surrounded by hundreds of soldiers, Hu Biao first greeted Yang Dongli.
With a "creak~" sound, Lang Qing walked into the room with a splash of wet water all over his body, and said: "Ali, is it okay for Lao Hu to rush into the street?
As a result, the moment he walked into the heavy rain, his whole body couldn't help but tremble: It's so cold...
However, he did not tell Lang Qing directly. Instead, he picked up a coat that was hanging on the wall and was still dripping.
However, at least thirty-four people died, mainly because the Jurchens' archery skills were so powerful that they all rushed to greet such vital points as their faces and necks. Although the protection of all of us in Xuange Camp was good, we could not withstand such an attack.
kind of attack.
When returning the tin trumpet to Yang Dongli, Hu Biao said his plan:
After hearing Lang Qing's answer, Hu Biao knew how to deal with these Jurchens.
Faced with such a question, Hu Biao did not answer directly, but first asked: "How are our casualties in this battle?"
Yang Dongli nodded after hearing this. He could guess what Hu Biao was thinking.
It's not that he didn't see the wounds on his body that had just been wrapped with gauze.
One of the leaders, who is said to be a noble person among the Jurchens, is clamoring to see our leader because he has something to say.
In addition, Li San and the warehouse manager are dead, and the people blocking the city gate are seriously injured. I hope nothing will happen to them."
"Listen to the Jurchen barbarians inside, a certain one is Wailang, a newly promoted member of the Ministry of War of the Song Dynasty, Tong Guanxuan, commander of the Yamen Office Zanhua, Yuhou of the victorious army, and Hu Biao, the commander of Xuange Camp.
After saying this, Hu Biao immediately turned around and walked towards the room where he was just now.
Now that you know it, other things are no longer important.
After hearing such a sentence, Hu Biao's face was full of disdain:
"I, the Song Dynasty, don't keep my word? When we made the maritime alliance, we agreed that in this battle against Liao, the area north of Yanshan in the Liao territory will belong to you, and the area south of Yanshan will belong to us.
Just like that, Hu Biao turned around and left alone.
So Lao Yang asked me to come over and see if you are awake. If you are awake, I will ask you what your plans are~"
Hey, Lao Hu is awake~"
Wanyan Loulu was left behind just because he was worried that he would have a deep feud with his father, Wanyan Loushi, the commander of the Jurchen army, and that he would have to fight to the end.
"Lao Hu was lucky enough to throw himself into the street, and the other injuries on his body were not fatal; especially the one on the chest, where Tieguduo happened to hit the protective goggles.
It can be said that with this formation, the remaining Jurchens can be killed by pressing them bit by bit.
"Stop messing around with these grandsons. After breaking the door, form a formation and slowly move forward. Just use the yellow birch crossbow to clear them out. Except for Wanyan Oru, who is left here, kill everyone else.
Regarding the above statement, Hu Biao is really not lying, because according to the maritime covenant between the Song Dynasty and the Jurchens, Yanshan is indeed the dividing line between the two sides.
Even if you are lucky, you can get zero casualties.
After returning home, Hu Biao, with the help of his sister-in-law Afen, covered the many wounds on his body with some white medicine and then bandaged them with clean gauze.
But before he drifted off to sleep, Yang Dongli appeared, cursing, and brought bad news:
"Lao Hu, that Wanyan Oru is dead. We did not kill him. He would rather commit suicide than fall into our hands. In addition, according to statistics, there are fifty or sixty Jurchens who jumped over the city wall and ran away...
