Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-Fourth Gao Gao Qiu Yue Zhao the Great Wall
The Jurchens used only tens of thousands of troops to sweep across the Liao Dynasty in one fell swoop, relying on their invincible military might.
Success is a result of military power, and failure is also a result of military power. If they want to maintain their hegemony over the grasslands, they cannot fail, otherwise rebellions will definitely break out.
The Jurchen's hastily established rule will also be shaken.
On the grassland, there has never been a shortage of short-lived overlords. In this land of the jungle, even if you were once the king of the strongest beasts, once you are injured, you will inevitably be bitten and devoured, becoming the nourishment for the next king.
Wanyan Loushi knew this very well. How could he not understand the significance of this battle?
In some Mongolian miscellaneous camps here, there are already many tribal elders who are secretly discussing whether to arrange some young men in each tribe to secretly leave the team and return to the grassland, leaving some seeds for each tribe.
The current war has become so intense that it makes people breathless, and these things inevitably fall into the ears of the Jurchens.
The ministries are all broken and broken, and they are not afraid at all. They are almost dead anyway, so they are afraid of him. When they followed the Khitan, they had the same mentality. Once the weather is freezing, there is some kind of black disaster or snow disaster, they will have to die if they can't survive.
Go to the Khitan city to rob it.
These people are loose and ununited, and have deep hatred for each other. They are often beaten severely when caught by the Khitans. The Khitans are also helpless and usually only kill the leaders of the tribes, but they quickly elect new ones.
Here comes the leader.
You ask him if he has changed? Of course they have. They all expressed that they will always surrender to the glory of the Liao Dynasty. They can kneel down and kiss the boots of the Khitan generals. But if the weather is bad next year, he will still come and steal it from you.
Kill your Khitan people for grain, cattle and sheep. There is no other way. If you come to rob them, you will die. If you don't rob them, you will starve to death. They have no other way to go. This is the grassland, the grassland where the weak eat the strong.
However, what awaited them was a large number of weapons and armor, a large number of military equipment, and even food, livestock and livestock!
Wanyan Agu issued an order to go to the capital and Tokyo to collect the supplies for this expedition and arm these Mongolian bastards who were seriously lacking weapons and armor for his own use.
Now that the war has reached this point, Datong City has gone from fighting for every street to fighting for every house. Datong City has experienced countless brutal battles, but street fighting of this level deserves to be fought over.
No one has ever done it before.
If your will is not strong enough, you may have a mental breakdown long ago even if you escape the open and secret attacks.
A steady stream of reinforcements are marching, encountering, and fighting on the land of Yunnei... No one dares to shrink the troops on the outside and come to the city to kill them. If they are not careful, they will be surrounded in Datong.
The Mongolians never thought that their own servants, whose grandfather did not love their grandmother, would also receive this kind of treatment.
Under the light of the fire, countless ferocious-looking prairie men held up their newly acquired scimitars and cheered and cheered around the bonfire. Some even knelt on the ground and stabbed the big tent of Wanyan Lou's room with their swords.
Blood, to express one's decision.
"The Immortal God is above, and the villains follow General Wanyan, even if they risk their lives. It all depends on General Wanyan's orders!"
These people looked at the weapons under the firelight, happily like children who had got their favorite toy, but if you think about it carefully, it can't help but make people's hair stand on end. What these people are holding and kissing in their hands are sharp weapons that can kill people.
A single wave of this thing in the hands of a Mongolian man can easily kill a person. It is many times more powerful than their bone sticks and arrows.
Amidst the cheers, Wanyan Loushi had a gloomy look on his face. He looked at the group of Mongolians who were overjoyed and secretly questioned whether the old emperor was right or wrong in arming the Mongols.
In them, Wanyan Loushi saw the shadow of the Jurchen tribes that were oppressed by the Liao people. They were also poor and did not take their own blood and life seriously.
The old emperor's practice of arming the Mongols was why Wanyan Lou's family paid so much attention to it, but it was not because they were completely afraid of these people.
But through this matter, he saw the reality that the Jurchens' shallow background was already beginning to show signs of decline.
We Jurchens need these bastards to build up our momentum. Wanyan Aguda, the founder of this overthrow of the glory of the Liao Dynasty and the founding emperor of the Jin Dynasty, has no such spirit.
The Jurchen emperor already felt that the Jurchens alone could not fight against the Song people.
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Looking down from Yanshan Mountain in Tanzhou, you can see the vast Yandi Plain, the vast land of Yan. Beyond Yandi, you can see the beautiful scenery that makes countless grassland aliens covet!
From the basin of the ancient Yellow River, the descendants of the Yanhuang lineage rose up, cultivated, studied and passed down the traditions, and inch by inch they stabilized the Han family within the Youyan Great Wall.
Han Shizhong stood on Yanshan Mountain, overlooking the land of Tanzhou. Countless Song troops wearing red tassels and plain hats were arriving in an endless stream to gather, and murderous intent was rising in the sky and was about to permeate the air.
In the Youyan area, the Jin Kingdom dispatched troops and generals more and more frequently. Yelu Yujian, who had been stationed here, and his Khitan servants also gathered in Yunnei.
It was said that Yelu Dashi, who had been defeated repeatedly for half his life, had abandoned his clan's inheritance and fled with some Khitan people.
In Yunnei today, there is a direct confrontation between Song and Jin. Unless the Jurchens are constantly gathering in Yunnei, even the soldiers of the Song army in Youyan are unable to cross the Great Wall to spy on intelligence further north.
However, the empty and weak troops in the direction of Tanzhou can no longer cross Yanshan to detect the movements there, and can only stick to the city.
Because the army was gathering to cut off the Jurchen supply line in Yuzhou, this was the order given by the imperial court to Han Shizhong.
All other troops received orders to mobilize troops, but only one of them received a scolding.
Han Shizhong knew very well that his performance in Youyan had aroused dissatisfaction among many people.
After Zongze came out of seclusion, he defeated Jurchen soldiers and horses in thirteen consecutive battles. Although he concentrated his superior forces and defeated a small group of golden soldiers, it was enough to spread his name throughout the world.
Han Shizhong felt miserable in his heart. Zongze was guarding Juyongguan. He didn't even border the Kingdom of Jin. With him blocking him, he couldn't just go wherever he wanted.
Can I, Han Shizhong, do it? I will also pursue the Jin soldiers. Who will guard the Great Wall, who will guard Yanshan, and Tanzhou?
Now that the opportunity has come, we all need to open up our battle lines and have a fierce battle in Yunnei. How can I, Han Shizhong, be absent?
This time, not only do I want to go, I also want to make a big splash, let the world know what I am capable of, and ask Shaozai to set up a seat for me, Han Wu, in the Privy Council.
Han Shizhong looked rough, but he was extremely thoughtful. Although he was scolded bloody, he still led his troops westward after setting up a frontal defense line.
In this world-wide chess game, talents gather together and heroes come in droves. It is not known how many people have fallen sadly and how many have died in the ashes.