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Chapter 669 Counterattack starts today

In front of Duanyun Ridge, Wanyan Lou's family held Hebule hostage. As the golden drums sounded, the army launched a decisive battle with the Song people.

Hebule stayed in the tent, looking at the Jurchen general coldly, wishing he could burst into flames.

"Lou Shi, I can't spare you."

Lou Shi grinned and said: "King Khan, after the battle is over, maybe you will treat me to a drink."

Hebule sneered and turned his head away instead of continuing to speak.

Now that he is under the control of Lou Shi, he is just being sentimental and simply leads his troops to withdraw. In the final analysis, he still wants to maintain a good relationship with the Kingdom of Jin.

I didn't expect Wanyan Loushi to be so courageous. Now that he is imprisoned here, his men will follow Loushi to attack Yunling. Can they win...

Wanyan Lou walked out of the big tent where Hebule was imprisoned and returned to his own tent with a stern look on his face.

Now is the time to risk everything and fight to the death. Success or failure depends on tonight.

Once the Mongols know that their lair has been taken away, they will no longer have so many elite soldiers capable of recruiting and fighting, and trying to break Yunnei is nothing more than a dream.

At midnight, the smoke suddenly subsided in front of Duanyun Ridge, and the Song army, which had been guarding for a day, dragged its exhausted body to change defenses.

They greeted each other weakly. According to past experience, the Jin people should not attack at night.

Yao Pingzhong and Yang Keshi gathered in front of a bonfire, with two helmets placed on the ground. Yang Keshi took out the wine bag, took a sip and wiped his mouth and said: "Xi Yan, last time the old people in the camp asked you to evacuate.

We all know the reason for this in Yehu Ridge. Now in Duanyun Ridge, the young master has given an explicit order that as long as there is one person left, we cannot evacuate."

Yao Pingzhong took a sip and interrupted: "Don't make any noise. How many days have I guarded Yunnei? How many people have died? The corpses in Datong City are piled up like mountains. When we and the Tatars were fighting over every lane and every house, no one doubted it."

I, Yao Pingzhong, am greedy for life and afraid of death. Do you know what they reported to me when they attacked the Liu Mansion in Datong City? What they said was, 'Captain Taiwei, we captured the tea house, but the flower hall is still in the hands of the enemy.'

I lost Yehuling this time, and everyone looked at me with blank eyes. Victory and defeat are common things in military affairs, and Wanyan Loushi is not an easy person. He can just fight back after losing a game. Don't look down on these brothers of mine.

, there is not a single coward in Qin Fengjun."

Yang Keshi glanced at him, snorted coldly, and said: "I don't know if there are any cowards. Anyway, I will not retreat alive from Duanyunling. Back in Shuozhou, Yang Shaozai patted me on the shoulder with his own hands and said that I was

Tiger General of the Great Song Dynasty."

Yao Pingzhong, who was feeling unjustly accused, had been in a irritable mood since he was defeated by Wanyan Loushi three times in a row. After hearing this, he became even more angry. There were indeed many Xijun soldiers in Duanyunling back then.

General, news came from Qinlong, saying that he would try his best to preserve the blood of Qinlong's father. But this is really not the reason for his retreat, but few people in the world believe it.

There were even many senior generals of the Western Army who sent people to comfort them, and their words were quite satisfactory. This made Yao Pingzhong even more angry, as if he was conserving his strength and deliberately giving in.

In fact, the Jurchens and Mongols were attacking fiercely that day. I did not know that there were Mongolian reinforcements and misjudged the enemy's strength, so there were big loopholes in the formation.

After losing the first battle, it will be difficult to turn defeat into victory. For the sake of the overall battle situation, retreating to Duanyunling is the best decision.

At that time, Youyan was victorious, and Han Shizhong had just defeated the Jurchen vanguard and killed the general Zong Han. When the whole country was rejoicing, this small defeat was particularly dazzling.

Just as he was sulking with his head down, a sharp horn sound suddenly sounded, and there was a loud cry of death.

Yao Pingzhong stood up suddenly, picked up his spear and left, followed closely by Yang Keshike.

At this time, the Jurchens launched a large-scale attack, and things were a little abnormal. When they reached the front line, they discovered that by the light of the fire, an unknown number of Tatars were pouring in at the bottom of the mountain.

Yang Keshi shouted: "Xi Yan, there may be some movement in the grassland. The other side needs to fight hard!"

Yao Pingzhong felt excited. The time has come to prove himself. As long as he holds on to this wave of trapped beasts, the next step will be a unilateral massacre. Fighting back to Yehuling is not a piece of cake. Maybe he can return to Zhongjing Mansion.

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Yao Pingzhong fought side by side with Yelu Dashi and once regained Zhongjing Mansion, but was later transferred back to Yanmen Pass by Yang Lin.

He has always been fighting against Wanyan Loushi, but unfortunately he has lost more and won less. This time he must avenge his previous shame!

"This is a life-and-death blow, and it's over to defend the Tatars."

Among the mountains in Duanyun Ridge, on a peak, a group of Jurchen Mooks climbed up from the north. The peak here is facing a winding mountain road. Standing here, you can enter diagonally as quickly as possible.

On Duanyun Ridge.

Da Jin obtained all the Khitan maps and knew the landscape of this place even better than the Song people.

After all, this was the site of the Fourth War, and it was impossible to conduct large-scale surveying and mapping. We could only rely on remote outposts to record secretly with charcoal pens.

A pair of Song soldiers hurriedly came to help in the battle, and saw a dozen Jurchen Tatars emerging from the mountain ridge, facing each other face to face with the Song soldiers.

The two groups were strong, strong, elite and daring warriors. They were stunned for just a moment, and then they roared at the same time, waving their swords at each other and fiercely facing each other!

It was hard to see clearly in the night, but the attack was okay, and the defense basically relied on life. At one time, two or three pairs of sergeants stabbed their swords into each other's bodies at the same time, and then they fell down together!

The Song troops from below were coming in a steady stream, and these Tatars were also inspired with ferocity, howling and fearing no fear of death.

Even veterans of the Western Army who had fought many battles were no match for these people in one-on-one combat. On the narrow mountain roads, the Tatars gradually gained the upper hand.

Yang Hantou, the infantry commander of the Song Army, was a little impatient. Through the moonlight, he saw a stout Tatar slashing several of his men in succession and stabbing them with a short knife.

On the side of the Jurchen Tatars, the leader of the Golden General made them clear in a flash.

He had already pulled out a scimitar from his waist, and withdrew his arm, only half of the knife was exposed at his side. It was one inch short and one inch dangerous, and when he met it, the knife stabbed Yang Han's chest and abdomen!

Yang Han quickly dodged and avoided the fatal wound, but his chest was also scratched. The Tatar screamed, raised his knife and was about to chop off Yang Han's neck!

Suddenly, a bright light shot into the sky and dazzled the eyes. Yang Han took the opportunity to roll a few times.

There was a huge fire in the distance, and after the light was bright, there was an earth-shattering sound from Duanyun Ridge.

People on the top of the mountain felt the earth shaking, as if the mountain was about to collapse.

Yao Pingzhong laughed loudly in the distance. When he retreated to Duanyunling, the Jurchen Tatars had no idea that countless explosives were planted here.

The Jurchen attack was so urgent some time ago, Yao Pingzhong did not use this trump card because he had been waiting for the day Yang Lin said.

There are changes in the grassland, and Wanyan Loushi is very likely to fight to the death. When the entire army is pressed, this trump card will yield the greatest benefit.

Yao Pingzhong, who endured to the end, finally got what he wanted. The Tatars on the hillside were stabbed to death by gravel, rolled to death, and countless others were choked to death by the thick smoke.

Yang Keshi staggered around, straightened his helmet and punched him, cursing: "Okay, you, you Xiyan, you even hide it from me?"

At least several thousand Tatars died this time, and soon with this wave, many Song troops poured out of the Duanyunling fortifications.

People shouted, horses neighed, and there was a sound of killing. It was completely beyond Lou Shi's expectation. The Song army counterattacked.

After defeating Liao Emperor Yelu Yanxi who was personally conquering the imperial army at Hubu Dagang, and defeating the entire Liao Empire in one battle, Wanyan Lou's family had never seen such a formidable opponent again.

In the past, wherever the Jurchens went, their enemies could only kneel on the roadside and pray for their lives.

The current formation of landslides and earth-shattering, coupled with the cavalry rushing down from the mountain, made Lou Shi lose his mind for a moment. Is it true that the destiny is not in Dajin? Then why is it so smooth for our Jurchen son?

During the war, the Mongols, who had not seen Hebul Khan, were already panic-stricken.

At this time, they have even less fighting spirit. If they are not together, they will not be afraid at all. But now, everyone is worried about being betrayed by the Jin people. After all, they have seen the Jurchen's ferocity with their own eyes.

The Mongolian soldiers on the left wing were distraught and gradually became exhausted. At this time, Wanyan Loushi, wearing heavy armor, took the lead and led the troops to meet the enemy.

The Song army, which was rushing down the mountain, collided head-on with the Jurchen cavalry. The two horses either staggered or simply hit each other, and fell to the ground with a hiss. The knight on the horse fell to the ground, still entangled in himself.

The regiments fought against each other to the death. People kept falling off their horses, and blood splattered everywhere.

Wanyan Loushi was like a murderous god, wielding two iron meteors, knocking over countless Song cavalry.

However, the number of soldiers and horses on both sides of him continued to decrease in this hearty fight.

Both sides fought until the next morning, when the sun rose and dispersed the darkness of night.

In the mist, the eyelashes of the soldiers who had fought hard all night were covered with wet dew.

The corpses all over the place told of the cruelty of last night, a strong struggle that exhausted both sides' strength.

The Jurchens retreated thirty miles and reached Yehuling. Hebule took advantage of the chaos and escaped, taking all the Mongolian soldiers and horses under his command and fleeing back to the grassland.

If they were delayed for one day, dozens of tribes would be slaughtered in the grassland, which meant that groups of warriors would lose their homes.

Wanyan Loushi was covered in blood, so he ordered his troops to set up camp and use Yehuling to recuperate for a while before fighting with the Song army.

Before they could rest, at noon, the ground shook again.

Several soldiers came in and shouted: "Lou Shi, the Song army is coming again!"

Wanyan Loushi was stunned for a moment, at least for a moment, these soldiers lost their minds when they saw the invincible Loushi.

The God of War is also confused...

Yao Pingzhong and Yang Keshi stuck their guns on the ground and watched the reserve army, led by Wu Jie, rush through the battlefield full of dead bodies to pursue the Jin soldiers.

Yizhou's soldiers and horses have not fought in a battle since the bloody battle in Taining. They have been recuperating for more than two years and are finally out of their sheaths.

At this time, the foundation of the Song Dynasty and the innate deficiencies of the Jurchens were fully revealed. The Jurchens would never have imagined that in a bloody battle last night, the Song people still had reserve troops that they did not use...

Wanyan Loushi abandoned Yehuling and retreated to Beigui Mountain in Zhongjing Prefecture, where there was a complete defense line built by Yelu Dashi.

All the Jin soldiers thought that they could defend Beigui Mountain, but they did not realize that the war had spread to the Jin Kingdom before they knew it.

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In Xiazhou City, a group of officials greeted Yang Lin into a courtyard.

He sent Song Jiang to Xingzhou and came to Xiazhou himself to appease and inspect the current situation in the northwest.

When the army goes out for an expedition, the rear must be stable. This is a truth that everyone understands. The Song Dynasty now has millions of troops on the border. What it fears most is that someone will cause trouble, whether it is in the heart or on the border.

This courtyard is all made of brick and wood structures, with cornices, carved windows and railings, and the door lintels are bright and elegant. At first glance, it looks like a mansion of a wealthy family.

But at this time, they had all moved out and became Yang Lin's temporary residence.

Xiazhou was once the first of the five Dingnan states and the place where the Tuoba Li family of the Western Xia royal family made their fortune.

After a while of greetings, the host and guest took their seats, with Yang Lin at the top. There were more than twenty small tables arranged in a back shape.

Yang Lin smiled and said: "The customs here used to be very different from those in the Central Plains, but now they are not much different. In this courtyard, I thought I was in the south of the Yangtze River."

The officials below all laughed and agreed. Yang Lin held the wine glass and said: "I think we can set up a Cuju club here. There is a league in Bianliang, mainly teams from Jiangnan and Jingchu provinces. You can play in Qinlong or Yin

There will be a northwest league in the summer, and the champion will be decided at that time. At the end of the year, we will go to Bianliang together to compete with the southeastern champions, which will also be a scene on New Year's Day."

"Your Highness, this is a great idea!"

Yang Lin's move was not only to enrich the leisure life of the people in the northwest, but more importantly, to strengthen the connection between the southeast and the northwest to avoid the situation where the Song Dynasty alienated the Han people in the north.

Strengthen communication, enhance exchanges, and always remind people on the border which country they are from.

After a while, groups of pretty maids came up carrying wine and food.

Yang Lin pointed at the wine glass, and the maid next to him quickly filled it for him. Yang Lin picked it up and said: "At this moment, there are countless good men from the northwest fighting on the grassland. I propose that for this first glass of wine, we first serve

Let’s have a drink.”

Everyone raised their glasses and followed Yang Lin to drink it all.

After getting drunk, a group of Qiang girls in the middle, dressed in silk clothes, danced in the wind like light feathers. Someone said with a smile: "Your Highness, this is a leftover from the prosperous Tang Dynasty, dancing in colorful clothes and feathers."

These girls are all carefully selected from the clan. Their breasts are straight and slender, their beautiful round buttocks are clearly exposed, their waists are slender, and their entire bodies are as graceful as jade.

Their bodies are light, their steps are graceful and graceful, and they dance gracefully to the music. Their dancing postures are elegant and magnificent, full of the prosperity of the prosperous age.

Yang Lin often heard people talk about the most famous dance of the Tang Dynasty. When he saw it today, it was indeed well-deserved.

This land in the northwest still retains its reverence and admiration for the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Yang Lin secretly thought in his heart that he must recreate the glory of that time and go further!

While everyone was immersed in this wonderful dance, a soldier stepped in and said loudly: "Young Zai! The Yun Civil War reported that General Yao Pingzhong fought out of Duanyun Ridge and recaptured Yehu Ridge. Now he has reached the north of Zhongjing Prefecture.

Return to the mountain!"

With a bang, Yang Lin jumped up from the table, splashing wine on his face, but he didn't look embarrassed, but rather heroic.

"The Golden Dog has violated the border three times, and there is a sworn feud. The counterattack begins today!"


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