The incident in Yizhou first spread in the land of Youyan, and everyone tacitly chose to remain silent.
According to the original arrangement, everyone performed their duties and guarded their own passes and cities. In their hearts, everyone cheered for Yang Lin, because according to the rumors coming out of Yizhou, the imperial court had gone too far.
Originally, the court's treatment was somewhat chilling, but Yang Lin's manipulations amplified this ungratefulness and ignorance more than a hundred times, and all Youyan officers and soldiers became criminals.
They faced the powerful Jurchen enemy and could not relax for a moment. Yang Lin did not take away Yizhou's soldiers and horses at the last moment. In their opinion, it was simply the conduct of a saint.
The young master acts and puts the country first and puts it on others. It is very likely that he will not care about Youyan and the flood. It is true that one more Hui Bianliang will seize power with Yizhou soldiers and horses. If that is really the case,
The torn Yizhou will completely break Youyan's rock-solid three-way defense line.
The entire land of Youyan will be exposed to the attack range of the Jurchens' iron hoofs, and the Song army fighting on its own will lose its safe supply line and fall into great danger. The Jurchens can also enjoy themselves on the east side of Youyan.
Looting and killing, fighting to feed war. Those places are now home to a large number of refugees, all of whom migrated there with strong walls and clear wilderness.
Yang Lin only brought 10,000 light cavalry and headed south along Hebei. The latest news was that the Jurchen Tatars had reached Baima County, and this was news seven days ago. Seven days was enough for the Jurchens to continue southward, saying that they had arrived.
Kaifeng Mansion, Yang Lin is not surprised. Under the appearance of the Song Dynasty court's boastful prosperity, it is actually wrapped in such a rotten substance. The internal organs of this dynasty are rotten, no matter how powerful he is, he can build it.
The border troops also did not help.
The prefectures and counties trampled by the Jurchen cavalry along the way were like locusts passing through. Bodies exposed in the wilderness, surrounded by stinking flies, burned houses, and numb and numb surviving Han people all told of the brutality of the Jurchen Tatars.
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The saddest thing is that after many people were captured, they were driven to provide food and grass for the enemy, became civilian men in the Jurchen army, and were coerced by the Jurchen torrent to follow them south to fight with their own people, causing harm to more places.
Many generals sat on their horses and kept looking back, sighing deeply in their hearts.
We people in Youyan, relying on the cities and fortresses, were still able to fight bloody battles with the main force of the Tatars. How come we got to the Central Plains and the scene was like this? No wonder the young master said that there were traitors in the court and it was impossible not to kill them.
Along the way, there were many thieves and thieves who took the opportunity to cause trouble, burning and killing people everywhere, and raping women. The scene of purgatory after troubled times made people even more indignant. Fortunately, many officials in Hebei did not dare to pursue the Jurchens, and they were behind them.
To clean up the mess, the news of this era is delivered by people. After the great changes in Yizhou, no one went south faster than Yang Lin and the others, so the news has not reached here yet.
The arrival of Yang Shaozai was like a magic needle fixing the sea. All the officials and forces wanted to get together and ask what should be done.
Yang Lin didn't have time to take care of these things, so he immediately ordered that in troubled times, heavy codes should be used. Anyone who takes advantage of the chaos to commit crimes and commit crimes will be executed on the spot, no matter how big or small the crime is.
Running wildly all the way, covering hundreds of miles in a few days and nights, the Qingqi behind Yang Lin was also exhausted.
After passing Daming Mansion, there were gradually scattered Jurchen soldiers and horses. After a period of fighting, nearly ten thousand people rested near the river.
Yang Lin's fierce personal guards didn't even have the energy to take a good rest. Many of them just rolled off their horses with knives, put on their armor and rested their spears on their pillows, then fell to the ground and fell asleep.
Soldiers covered in dust, blood, and sweat were piled here and there in the dust and mud beside the road, or on top of rocks, slumped to the ground in various postures, and snoring loudly.
The war horses under their crotches were also extremely tired. In this autumn season when the grass was yellow and the horses were fat, it was also visible to the naked eye that they were missing a circle of fat. At this time, they all ran to the river and drank water by themselves.
Lu Qian came up from the river next to him, filled a pot of water, and handed it to Yang Lin. Yang Lin's legs seemed to have lost their instincts, and the flesh inside them had been rubbed with blood. After finally getting scars, he rode again and was beaten again.
Grind open.
Wearing dirty armor, you can smell the stench from a long distance away. Sitting on a big rock, holding your forehead with your hand, you can actually hear the sound of snoring.
"Young Master, please drink some water." Lu Qian asked softly.
Yang Lin shook his head, not realizing that he had fallen asleep just now, "Where is that place in front of you?"
People like Lu Qian had never experienced any hardships when they were selling salt, but they are still able to endure it now. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance and said, "It looks like you are facing a river."
"Stop looking at the damn image. Send someone to investigate."
Lu Qian looked around, shook his head and said with a smile, "I'll go there by myself."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Lin across from him fell asleep with the kettle, and the clear water flowed out. Yang Lin just hugged his helmet and curled up.
Lu Qian stepped forward and covered him with his cloak. He found his horse, grabbed a piece of cake from his arms and broke it in half. He chewed half of it himself and fed the other half to the horse.
After eating, I patted the horse's neck, got on the horse, and went to explore the road ahead in person.
After riding the horse for five or six miles, he came to a high hill. Lu Qian had determined that this was the area around Linhe. Suddenly, there was a cry of death, which made Lu Qian quickly dismount his horse and bend down to look down.
Outside Linhe City, there is a battlefield of blood and fire. Soldiers charging into battle and shouting to kill are everywhere. There are dead bodies lying in pools of blood everywhere, and they will never get up again.
Lu Qian quickly reached into his waist and pulled out Yang Lin's telescope. He saw a group of people surrounding Linhe City on all sides, and the sound of killing was loud.
When the Jurchens went south, there were cities everywhere that they broke. There was actually a Song army surrounding the city. There must be some suspicion that the Jurchens were forced into the city by the Song army.
It seems that near Kaifeng Mansion, the army of the Song Dynasty has gradually become stronger. I wonder if it is the imperial army in Beijing. If it is, Shaozai only brings 10,000 people, which is a big mistake.
Thinking of this, Lu Qian was extremely anxious. As Yang Lin's closest confidant, he was the only one who knew best what he and his ten thousand people were doing in Bianliang.
These Song troops fought bravely and charged with dignity. Linhe City was like a fallen leaf in the wind or like a small boat in the lake overnight. It was about to be captured.
With such combat power, the Beijing Camp Forbidden Army? Lu Qian couldn't help but become suspicious. He held up the telescope and looked around. Suddenly, he felt a warning sign. When his ears moved, a slight abnormal sound came!
Draw the sword, roll, turn around!
The scene in front of him made Lu Qian's scalp numb. Several weird people with branches and grass rings on their heads were slowly touching them. If he realized it later, he would be quietly killed from behind.
These people were short and thin, with mud smeared on their faces. They were easily unrecognizable when they lay on the ground.
A monster shouted in surprise: "Uncle Lu!"
Lu Qian's heart moved when he saw the little monster in front of him wiped the mud on his face, bared his white teeth and said, "I, Yang Tianning."
Lu Qian was overjoyed, and Yang Tianning put away the short blade that shone with white light and asked: "Uncle Lu and his adoptive father are inseparable. Could it be that the adoptive father has also come back, where is the adoptive father?"
"Shaozai is not far away. Who is attacking Lin'an below?"
"Song Jiang, who else could it be? The other birdmen would like to wet their pants when they see the Jurchen."