The First Champion Chapter 602
The First Champion Chapter 602
Now that it has reached this point, it is not easy, and it is even more important to win the final battle.
Yang Lin took out a picture scroll and unfolded it in the pavilion. On it was a map of the distribution of forces in the grassland.
Many of the red marks were marked with a cross. Yang Lin pointed to them and said, "Our people have already searched the grassland, and many of them have fled to Mobei. The sun can’t be seen all night, and people can freeze into popsicles if they stay outside the tent for a quarter of an hour, so the Uyghurs did not continue to pursue, but pressed into Modong.”
"I intend to annihilate Hebuler in Qingzhong Mountain!"
Song Jiang looked at it for a long time, his eyes rolled back and forth, and after a while he raised his head and said: "It depends on whether Wu Jie's people can bite these Mongolian cavalry. After all, cavalry on the grasslands come and go like the wind. Although Yizhou soldiers are matched with Mongolian cavalry Horses, after all, are not as familiar with the terrain as they are."
Yang Lin was also a little helpless, the army rushed into the grassland, saying it was a holy war, but in fact it was hanging a holy signboard, proclaiming that everyone should be holy.
Yang Lin doesn't know if these hundreds of thousands can become saints, but the killing they caused is really not light, although compared with the behavior of the Mongols in the future, it is nothing.
This world is like this, the more cruel and bloody, the more inhuman things, the more they have to talk about the word "sacred".
Natural selection, survival of the fittest, and building a powerful country that stands proudly on top of the world can give fairness and justice to the world.
Otherwise, his own people at the border would not be able to protect them.
He put away the scroll and said: "The stall is too big, and I can't control it anymore, but the whole grassland is full of our soldiers, how can we fight against him? Besides, our people will run away after killing them." , You can run if you can’t beat them, they’re all cavalry, no one is afraid of the other. Anyway, the grassland is their home, their lair, and what’s destroyed will always be their foundation.”
Song Jiang pondered for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "It's best to finish all the work in one battle, and then quickly gather the army to attack the Kingdom of Jin. That's the right way. If these barbarians hold back, it will be another fierce battle in winter."
Yang Lin stood up and said, "At this point in time, do you think their interior is a bit empty? I intend to open up another eastern battlefield to make them completely besieged."
"What battlefield?"
Song Jiang was at a loss. At this time, the bordering areas were all fighting fiercely. What battlefield could be opened up?
If it is said that the navy is harassing, it is a drop in the bucket. With the ability of the navy, how many soldiers and horses can they send to other people's seaside?If there are tens of thousands of infantry, they are not familiar with the place of life, have no foundation of the common people, and are full of enemies everywhere. They are not enough to fight against the fierce Jurchens there, and the Bohai Sea Navy is not bad. If this battlefield is opened up, it is equivalent to Transport your navy to other people's territory to be slaughtered.
Yang Lin looked to the east and said, "Yang Ziqian of Korea, with my great favor, it's time to send troops to the Yalu River and recapture the Nine Cities of Jurchen."
During the previous Liao-Jin war, the Koreans took advantage of Gongmei and others to try to support Daifang Gongwang, and purged a group of opposition groups, killing them in Korea.
In the small city of Kaesong, hundreds of human heads were hanging in the downtown area, and he uprooted three of the thirteen families in the upper class of Koryo.
Touching the powerful, still alive and kicking, Yang Ziqian can be said to be the No.1 since the founding of Korea.
What he relied on was not his own power in Korea, but the Song Dynasty behind it.
Although the whole country of Koryo, up to his grandson, the lord of Koryo, Wang Kai, down to the officials, wanted to tear him into pieces, but no one dared to do it.
The scenes of the Great Song Navy sending tens of thousands of people around Kaesong at every turn gave them too much shock. Once they cooperate with Yang Ziqian, no one in Little Korea can stop them.
Yang Ziqian "dictatorship of the fate of the country" has power in Koryo, and even led his family to heaven.
Some time ago, Jin Rencun, a veteran official of Goryeo, knelt down and cried to the king, saying that he was "all the sons are fighting for the mansion, stretching across the street, the flames are getting hotter, the bribery is going on, the four sides are feeding the legacy, and the carrion is constantly tens of thousands of catties." , Robbing people's land and fields, allowing their servants to plunder chariots and horses to lose their own belongings, the common people all destroy carts and sell cattle and horses, and the roads are in a commotion."
Wang Kai took the opportunity to take back his power, but Yang Ziqian made his daughter, the Empress Dowager Shunde, kneel down for her son, which was extremely hurtful.
In Yang Ziqian's mansion, in an elegantly furnished study room, the old thief was full of complacency, without any worries at all.
Inside and outside of Kaesong are his people, even if the king is disobedient, there is nothing he can do about it.
There are a few little maids standing around, all of them are well-behaved and docile girls. In Goryeo, where the powerful family controls the world, if the daughters of ordinary families are outstanding, they will definitely not escape the fate of being slaves.
These impoverished Goryeo girls are often docile in character, and they can completely follow the master's wishes without training, so in the Tang Dynasty, the nobles often liked to bring Goryeo maidservants.
Yang Ziqian was sitting on a futon, and his two sons were sitting under it, all three of them laughed arrogantly.
Yang Ziqian waved his hand, and the maids in the room all bent down and retreated, leaving only the father and son.
Standing up, Yang Ziqian said with a smile: "In our Goryeo, there has been a prophecy of 'Twelve Dragons and Eighteen Sons', do you know what it means? "
The two sons shook their heads together, Yang Ziqian felt a little displeased, he was smart since childhood, capable of both civil and military skills, but the sons and daughters he gave birth to were all stupid.
He fixed his eyes and said: "Twelve together, it is a king character, which means that the Wang dynasty will change hands sooner or later, and eighteen sons together, it is a Li character! This means that this Koryo country will fall into our hands sooner or later."
The eldest son, Yang Zhichang, looked confused and asked, "Father, aren't our surnames Yang?"
Yang Ziqian blushed, mixed with embarrassment and annoyance, and cursed: "Idiot, get out, get out!"
The two sons came out disheartened, both at a loss, not knowing why their father was so moody.
Yang Ziqian folded his hands behind his back, his eyes sparkled, and he murmured: "The Jin family has tried to harm me many times, how can I allow you to live for a long time!"
"Come here, go to Tuofu and invite Wei Weiqing here."
Wei Weiqing was a military officer in Koryo, held by Tuo Junjing of the Gushan Tuo family. This person was originally a general of Yin Guan, but was bought by Yang Ziqian.
Tuo Junjing is a stunned young man. When he was young, he made friends with rascals and made friends with a group of hooligans.But he fought bravely and was very brave. He once rode into the Jurchen formation on horseback, and beheaded three people in the Jurchen, who was not like a human being, so he was reused by Yin Guan.
It seems that this kind of military general is very rare in Goryeo, and this is the only one for so many years, just like Lu Bu in the romance.
Who knew that he was bought by Yang Ziqian and dealt the final blow to Yin Guan, and he has been on the rise ever since.
Yang Ziqian also asked his second son to marry his daughter, and the two became in-laws, and they were Yang Ziqian's great helpers.
In the history of later generations, after Li Ziqian's rebellion, he became even more powerful.Wang Kai, the lord of the country, just bought him, and let this guy turn his back on him again and bring Li Ziqian down.But Tuo Junjing himself was exiled to Yantuo Island to go fishing by Wang Kai who hated him deeply.
After a while, Tuo Junjing rushed to Yang's mansion with his people.
Yang Ziqian went out to welcome him, and hosted a banquet in the house, and let the most handsome maid in the house accompany the wine.
It is easier to get drunk with color and wine. After drinking for three rounds, Yang Ziqian said in a low voice: "Wei Weiqing, do you know why I invited you here?"
"I honestly don't know." Tuo Junjing said with a smile.
"It's just for the last time to drink together." Yang Ziqian said with a sad face, "I'll wait, there's no place to bury you when you're about to die."
Tuo Junjing paled in shock, put down the girl in his arms, and said, "Duke, why did you say that?"
Yang Ziqian sighed and said: "Before, my daughter told me that the servants only waited for Jin Can, the secretary of the servant An Fulin, Zhi Luyan, the secretary of the Privy Council, the general Cui Zhuo, Wu Zhuo, the general Quan Xiu, General Gao Shuo and the others have successfully bewitched His Majesty and intend to attack you and me."
"Our body and head will be separated in just a moment, why not have fun in time?"
After speaking, he pinched the woman in his arms hard, and the girl endured the pain so hard that she didn't dare to cry out.
Tuo Junjing threw the wine glass and scolded: "Why should the Duke be downcast, I regard this generation as chickens and dogs."
"If you can kill them, I will sit back and relax. I will recommend you to His Majesty to serve as Minister of the Ministry of Officials and the Privy Council."
"A word is settled!"
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In front of the Goryeo Palace, there are dead bodies everywhere.
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