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Chapter five hundred and forty first general

"What?" Yang Lin slapped the table and cursed: "My husband has worked so hard and accomplished so much, but his two sons died in a row. It is unbearable for a man with white hair to give away a man with black hair!"

Cai Jing was a bit unlucky, but Yang Lin was not so angry in his heart. He had heard of the reputation of "Tiger Cai" for a long time, and had never spared any effort to deal with him.

Cai Jing's son was well-educated and sensible, just like his beloved disciple Cai Sui, but he also had some incompetent talents.

Those who were brought up by Cai Jing since childhood were generally outstanding in knowledge and talent. However, those who were raised in their hometown because of their official career were all crooked. Cai Jing's incompetent grandson was

It almost caused a break between the two people.

"The suspect has been taken to the capital and will be personally interrogated by the Ministry of Punishment. If convicted, he will be executed." According to law, assassinating a prefect in the street is a death sentence, so Song Jiang said with a smile before the Ministry of Punishment had even interrogated him.

Yang Lin rolled his eyes and said: "This matter is related to my husband. How can we take it lightly? In addition to the Ministry of Punishment, there is another... Gongming, please go to the jury in person to show that we value your husband."

Yang Lin didn't take the assassination case seriously. He originally wanted to go by himself, but he didn't have time. Looking around the palace, he saw that Song Jiang was the most powerful official, so he asked him to go to trial, which gave Cai Jing enough face.

Yang Lin still couldn't bear to bring him back to his hometown and put him under supervision. He couldn't give him any actual benefits, and he had to take care of his face. After all, Cai Jing was the founder of today's New Deal no matter how he said it. The generation of the Song Dynasty could

Mutually.

Song Jiang accepted the task with a smile. Anyway, he was not very busy now. Although the North and the South were at war in the Song Dynasty, the strategic strategy had been decided early and was being carried out step by step.

The busiest thing now is still the New Deal issues, checking for deficiencies and making improvements gradually.

After all, no one had any experience in the New Deal. There were quite a few reformers in the Song Dynasty over the years, but after most of them were purged, the remaining ones may not have any real talents.

We can only cross the river by feeling the stones, find a problem and solve it.

There were also some clever tricks at the time, but they dug big holes later. For example, Yang Lin's promotion of banknotes was originally a great thing that benefited the country and the people, but it almost crushed the imperial mint.

Fortunately, there was still coin trade between the Song Dynasty and Japan. Yang Lin immediately sent people to contact the Japanese country to strengthen cooperation and exchange information. The Japanese country would certainly be honored, but this was also related to the interests of the Mizhou Shipping Company.

The Mizhou Port is still too small. Once the scale is expanded, it is likely to be insufficient. The court will have to allocate funds again to build other ports and develop Tianjin Port.

Every step was forced and driven forward. Yang Lin, the leader, really didn't have much time at the helm.

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In front of Yongning Village, the Jurchens beat loud drums, urging countless people to come forward to die.

Rows of long ladders were pushed forward by them. Xiao Yixue, the Liao general who was guarding the city, his eyes seemed to burst out as he shouted at his troops to fire their crossbows.

These people who are risking their lives to charge are also Liao people, but they can't care about it at the moment. Let them push the ladder to the bottom of the city, and they will have a head-on confrontation with the Jurchen Tatars.

Almost all Liao people believed that the Jurchen Tatars not far away were invincible.

These Jurchen Tatars, who started out as veterans, were all veterans with four or five years of war experience. They had gone through the entire process of the Jurchen's miraculous rise. Along the way, they destroyed the huge Liao Empire.

They are confident and strong in force. One of them can withstand twenty Khitans.

While the battle ahead was tense, Xiao Yixue was in a state of uneasiness because he had not yet seen what the Jurchen main force was doing. A trace of uneasiness was like an ant biting his heart.

Suddenly, on the Sanggan River, among the smoke and flames, small boats separated from the flames and went straight upstream, approaching the water city that blocked the river!

The Nuzhen force wants to forcefully cross the Sanggan River. In this way, they do not need to conquer Yongning Village and go directly to Hongzhou. They can even bypass Hongzhou and go directly to Yunzhou.

Xiao Yixue's heart tightened, and he roared an order: "Send a signal to warn Hongzhou."

Fireworks soared into the sky, and soldiers and horses in Hongzhou City. There was a telescope at the top of the city, and they had already noticed it.

Yao Pingzhong and Yelu Dashi led their troops out of the city to meet the enemy. They saw countless small boats flying forward on the water.

The rowers are all raw, and if they slack off even a little bit, they will be stabbed and kicked into the water.

Yao Pingzhong waved his hand, and the front row of the Song army's formation split open, and a platform crossbow was pushed out with the string already strung, and the arrow clusters of the crossbows shone with cold light.

Heavy drum beats sounded, and with the sound of the drums, the flag was waved, and arrows rained down.

Wanyan Loushi's eyes seemed to be spitting fire as he stared at the crossbowmen on the other side. At such a long distance, they had to hide behind the sword and shield men and use the cover of their shields to shoot. This was simply taking their fear of death to the extreme.

If Yao Pingzhong knew what he was thinking, he would probably laugh and say: What do Tatars know? Do you know how expensive a soldier in the Song Dynasty is now?

The river wind blows in my face, and hundreds of years have passed by in a hurry. At this moment, I can hear the Han family's golden drum again, the river is churning, and every time the waves hit the bow of the boat, there seems to be a tragic song resounding.

The female Tatars put up their strong shields and braved the rain of arrows to advance. Finally, when they were within shooting range, they opened their bows to fight back.

Countless feathered arrows and arrows flew through the air and shot towards them!

Yao Pingzhong frowned and his chest heaved. These Tatars were in the water, and their shooting skills were so superb.

The current of the Sanggan River was not too fast, and soon the Jurchen Tatars rushed to the river.

Jumping out of the boat and stepping into the water, the Jurchen warriors stepped forward step by step. Countless weapons of the Song army on the shore were flying, stabbing and slashing at them. All kinds of long-handled blunt weapons were hitting them hard. Not to mention unnecessary

The sword-and-shield wielder of fate struck with the shield in his hand.

The Jurchen Tatars formed a formation and advanced slowly. The heavy armor on their bodies made them armed like ghosts and gods.

Dozens of giant axes, maces, and hammers were flying around, spears were chopped off in clusters, and blunt objects were hit by the axes. The Song army, who was desperate for their lives, rushed in without mercy.

With one strike of the ax, there was a corpse cut into two parts on the river!

These bird Tatars are as brave as men, no wonder they can be the vanguard.

Yao Ping's eyes were tearing up. With these heavily armored wild boar skins that could not be cut or penetrated, they were leading the way, and the small boats behind them were transporting more Tatars to the shore.

In the distance at Yongning Village, the Liao people shot arrows into the river as much as possible, but when they arrived here they were already so light that it was difficult to have any effect.

"Damn it, I don't believe it. What a monster!" Yao Pingzhong rode forward, and the soldiers around him were as charming as a dragon, following him on horseback.

Yao Pingzhong stretched out the spear in his hand and replaced it with a big ax under his command. He rode his horse to the river and roared angrily, sweeping the ax across the river. His own soldiers protected him from the arrows.

The Jurchen Tatar, who was wearing heavy armor, was struck on the shoulder and back by this axe. His knee joints suddenly cracked and he knelt down. The huge ax had already cut deeply into the body.

, split half of his body.

A burst of cheers erupted on the river bank. The young Taiwei's face was blood red and he looked as powerful as Xing Tian and as fierce as Chi You.

But the remaining Jurchen Tatars were still in a stable position. One of their comrades died, and no one seemed to see it. The Song army along the coast had nothing to do with them.

The others turned around and waved their giant axes at Yao Pingzhong. Several of the soldiers around him were immediately knocked to the ground.

Suddenly, a gap appeared in the circular formation, and the Jurchen follow-up troops had already arrived.

A stout Jurchen general, covered in heavy armor, with only a pair of eyes exposed. The weapon in his hand was a terrifying sledgehammer, and there was no enemy wherever he went.

Swinging the sledgehammer, you will die if you touch it, die if you touch it, and the sound of broken bones can be heard endlessly.

The Jurchens shouted loudly together, Wanyan Loushi, the first Jurchen general.

No matter how many tough and cheating generals there are, none of them can shake his position as the number one general in the founding of the Jurchen Kingdom. Wanyan Loushi is a truly fierce general.

Although he was wearing heavy armor and a sledgehammer, he seemed to be okay and led the men to kill him out of the water.

Yao Pingzhong threw the ax at him, and the sound of the ax whizzing through the air was blown away by Lou Shi's hammer.

"General, take the gun."

Holding the big gun in his hand, Yao Pingzhong concentrated his energy and rushed over. Taking advantage of the weapon in his hand, he felt that he had gained another three points of strength. With a flick of his wrist, the Western Army's big white gun shook out another bowl.

Big guns nā€™ roses!

Many Song army cavalry, and even the Liao Emperor Yelu Dashi and the Khitan generals behind them, saw Yao Pingzhong charging forward with his spear again, and they all burst into earth-shattering cheers!

The darling of both countries, the God of War of the Northwest, will shine brightly!

Taking advantage of his horse power, Yao Pingzhong shot down Wanyan Loushi with a hammer to block, but unexpectedly realized that the shot had little power. Yao Pingzhong's eyes lit up, and he used the right opportunity to stab him in the gap on his shoulder.

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It was the hammer again, blocking the big gun. Yao Pingzhong's expression condensed. This Tatar can still be so flexible. Is he still a human being?

Thump thump thump~~ There was a golden sound, and everyone was stunned and began to retreat.

The Jurchens established a firm foothold on the river, gradually formed a formation, and protected the soldiers and horses behind them.

The Song army also suffered heavy casualties. They are the spiritual pillar of the Khitan people. If they lose today's bloody battle, their morale will be completely shattered. The Yelv Stone in the distance has a solemn expression and says to his subordinates: "It's not appropriate to fight here today. Let's move in and fight again."

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Letting him in and then fighting means that he has to fight this remaining water and have a real decisive battle with the Jurchens.

On the land of Xijing Mansion, they occupied the city and fought against the Jurchens everywhere. Even if they won, the entire Yunzhou small court's controllable land was devastated and it would be difficult to recover easily.

Yao Pingzhong had a long talk with him and knew his bottom line, but he didn't expect that today's battle with Wanyan Loushi would reveal Yelu Dashi's trump card, forcing him to use the last resort.


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