The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

The First Champion Chapter 645

Yao Pingzhong laughed loudly, commanded the troops, and began to block the reinforcements from all sides.

Surrounding Mayu Mountain, the capital of Zhongjing, countless armies under various banners went south and north, attacking and attacking, defending and hiding.

The besieged golden soldiers are like the center of a vortex, stirring up the entire battle situation.

When Yang Lin and Zong Ze were worried, Han Shizhong walked into the big tent with a smile on his face. Yang Lin got angry and scolded: "Han Wu, surround but not wipe out, the most dangerous, if you are not careful, you will be surrounded It’s over, I’m so anxious, why are you fucking laughing?”

Han Shizhong grinned and said: "Master, you don't know, my subordinates are different from ordinary people. Our Great Wall defenders pay more attention to Yang Xue, and have built several military schools. Your adopted son Yang Tianci, He made a poisonous smoke cannon, and after it was released, it smoked the whole area. When he killed Zonghan in Jingzhou, he made a great contribution.

Isn't the current situation the time for all kinds of artillery to show off their power? "

When Yang Lin heard it, it made a lot of sense, and said with a smile: "That's right, you and I thought of going together. Where's your cannon? Hurry up and carry it up for me!"

Han Shizhong bared his teeth and said with a smile: "Don't worry about the young master. After the last general ordered the encirclement last night, he has already sent people to carry the guns. There are also students who can manipulate. I guess they will come up soon."

Yang Lin was overjoyed, clapped his hands together and said, "If the Tartars can be wiped out successfully, I will buy the most iconic oiran heads of all Goulan Washes in Tokyo and give them to you."

Anyway, there is nothing to do right now, just wait for the gun with peace of mind. Han Shizhong licked his face and said, "Young master, why don't you talk about the oiran first? Last time you promised the general to guard the Great Wall, so you went to the Privy Council... "

Yang Lin patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's easy to say, easy to say... After the battle is over, I will definitely arrange it for you."

Both of these people know the power of artillery, especially the one modified by Yang Tianci and others. At this time, the poisonous smoke artillery should be able to shine.

Han Shizhong refused to let go, and chased after him: "Shao Zai, can you make a written statement? You know, at the beginning, it was said that I would take back Youyan; later it became the defense of the Great Wall. This front is from Tanzhou to the Great Wall. It's Baiyu River again, and now it's all the way to Mount Ma Yu, and I haven't been in the Privy Council yet."

"You bastard, since I'm sure I'm going to cheat you, then I don't care. The oiran and the Privy Council are all gone."

Han Shizhong hurriedly laughed and said: "Yes, why don't you want it? How dare you refuse the gift from Shaozai. The general wants it all. Speaking of which, the general really doesn't know what the oiran is like in Bianliang, a place of immortality."

Yang Lin was in a very relaxed mood. Anyway, he was waiting for the cannon and had nothing to do. He smiled and said, "It's true. I was in Bianliang before, and I got a small pillow, which is very useful."

Han Shizhong was unwilling to be lonely, and said: "The last general is in Hebei, and he won a red one, and he can't put it down."

"You bumpkin, what kind of knowledge do you have?" Yang Lin sneered at him, but he didn't know that Han Shizhong was also a veteran of flowers.

In the original time and space, he married three famous prostitutes. When Fang La was killed, he even kidnapped Liang Hongyu back, which is not a good thing.

"This time, the matter of the Privy Council can be said to be stable."

Han Shizhong was already a little bit in disbelief. He glanced left and right, only Zong Ze was there, and hurriedly said, "Director Zong, let me be a witness to my brother."

Zong Ze had a disgusted expression on his face, he wished he could walk out, and he didn't want to listen to these two guys talking nonsense here.

He was not quite clear about the power of the artillery they were talking about, but he was not as relaxed as these two people. He was in a state of panic, fearing that they would be unreliable and cause accidents in the battle. He simply ignored him when he heard the words, and asked instead: "Shao Zai, I have seen firearms, and they don't seem to be very powerful. Do you expect them to kill these [-] Tartars?"

"It's okay if you use it well." Yang Lin chuckled and said, "Director Zong, look at it, the times have changed, artillery dominates the battlefield, and the battle will start from now on!"

Chapter 7 Seventeen Cleaning

There was a bang, and after the sound of the cannon, Han Shizhong quickly covered Yang Lin's ears.

"Damn it, Han Wu, what are you holding on to after it's all blown up?"

Before Yang Lin could finish cursing, there was another loud noise, and Yang Lin quickly closed his mouth.

Zong Ze and the others stretched their necks impatiently and looked down, only to see thick smoke billowing from the besieged golden soldiers formation, and they were in panic.

Countless people and horses trampled on each other, and the surrounding Tartars, who were still fighting, were also frightened and paused.

Zong Ze's eyes were dull, and he was stunned for a moment, then he clapped his hands randomly and said, "Okay! Great gun!"

Some shells contain poisonous smoke; some shells contain iron filings; some are simply solid iron balls.

The No. [-] scholar in the two disciplines of martial arts, he not only has the bloodthirsty and cruelty in Khitan's bones, but also has a lot of poetry and books, and has the family and country feelings of a literati.

This also resulted in his extreme love for Khitan, the generosity to die for the country, and the desire to revive the Daliao, without the benevolence of a woman.

Khitan takes Bingtie as its country name, and Yelu Dashi takes Shi as its name. Just like his character, his heart is as hard as a stone.

As tough as iron and stone, but also as ruthless as iron and stone.

There were long queues along the way, escorting groups of women and children and cartloads of jewelry and wealth back to Liao City, all of which were the spoils of the Liao people.

The Liao people sorted these trophies into categories, marked them, and transported them back to the rear.

Yelu Dashi strictly fulfilled his promise, and all the trophies belonged to the soldiers, and whoever snatched it counted.

The city lord of Baghdad was tied to a statue in the center of the city and shot to death with thousands of arrows.

Yelu Dashi gathered his soldiers and horses, and went straight to the trembling Tripoli, which would be the next city he conquered.

The entire Arab world trembled under his iron ride, and countless sultans prayed to the gods they believed in to take this demon away.

However, the iron cavalry of the Liao people did not intend to stop in the slightest. The sun and moon flag with a red background representing the Khitan emperor was against the wind.

All the small towns along the way opened their doors and surrendered without encountering any resistance.

This is the effect that Yelu Dashi wanted. All the cities that opened their doors and surrendered, the Liao people did not commit any crimes.

However, their military power was lifted, and a few Khitan soldiers and horses were left to garrison the city, and the old nobles were also allowed to manage the common people.

Yelu Dashi, who had just come out of the small town of Tuge, was riding a horse, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he didn't look tired at all.

He tugged at the reins of the horse, and said, "We only slaughtered one Baghdad, I'm afraid the barbarians here won't sincerely surrender."

Xiao Bao first asked, "What does Your Majesty mean?"

"Although this small town of Tuge has surrendered, if we find an opportunity, we will say that their city lord plotted a rebellion and was suppressed by us, and then slaughtered the city."

Xiao Baoxian nodded, although there was something strange in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out.

Yelu Dashi continued, "We came from the far east, and the nobles and mosques here have ruled for hundreds of years. When the Seljuks are completely taken down, there will be a big purge. Now let's coax They have disbanded their armed forces, and it will be convenient for them to clean them by hand.”

After speaking, Yelu Dashi clamped the horse's belly and rode forward.

The Seljuk empire is now very old, and it is no longer the tyranny that dominated Arabia in the past.

Each city is self-respecting with soldiers, similar to the separatist regimes in the late Tang Dynasty.

Yelu Dashi fought all the way, and did not encounter any large-scale resistance. They all huddled in each city, surrendered, or were slaughtered.

But the further south, the greater the resistance, because they are about to break into the heart of the Seljuk Empire.

Chapter 7 Construction

Ma Yushan won the first battle, and Wanyan Loushi sadly withdrew his reinforcements and retreated to Dading Mansion.