roccoschili The First Champion Chapter 232
The First Champion Chapter 232
Shangguan Jun's eyes were darkened, and he almost died of anger.
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The sound of horseshoes is broken, and the ruts are shallow.
A group of knights walked slowly west along an ancient official road running through the Central Plains.
After several fights and fighting north and south, more than 2000 generals of the Shenwu Army of the Western Army were a little tired.
Han Shizhong took these people back to the northwest, and they were Song Jiang's initial team.Now he was ordered to go one step ahead of Song Jiang and the others, acting as a pioneer.
At the beginning, anyone who had some roots in the Western Army would not be selected for the expedition to the Southwest. They were all those who had made repeated military exploits like Han Shizhong and had not yet been promoted.
Hu Yantong stretched out his hand, feeling the cold air in the northwest, and said with a smile: "It's still refreshing. It's hot and humid in Dali, which makes me feel uncomfortable all over."
A man riding a horse, with a straw in his mouth, said with a smile: "Hu Yantong, the grassland in Mobei is cooler, Huanglong Mansion in the northeast is said to be colder than Mobei, do you want to go refresh yourself. "
"If the general has an order, I, Hu Yantong, can't go anywhere. I'm afraid that the generals won't dare to give the order."
Han Shizhong glared, and scolded: "Poor thieves, Xuanshuai, you can actually talk behind your back, be careful not to cause trouble for me. Besides, it is really stupid for the Xuanshuai to decide when the war starts. At least someone like Shao Zai must be the king and minister to be qualified to make a decision?"
"Po Han Wu, you are just a piece of mud under my feet. You have not been promoted much, and your official authority is not small. I brag about it in front of my brothers. What is it that hinders you? If you dare to pretend to be a black bear, be careful! In front of Shaozai, I will accuse you of cheating on gambling." Hu Yantong shouted, "I really think I am Xuanshuai."
Han Shizhong glared at him resentfully, then laughed out loud, straightened his waist and sighed after laughing: "In my life, I don't have any major pursuits, but I want to be a Privy Council envoy and take charge of the West Mansion. Sorry."
When these words came out, all the soldiers present leaned back and laughed, pointing at Han Shizhong with their hands on their stomachs and laughing speechlessly.
Only Hu Yantong, who has been hurting and scolding each other with him, can see the desire and yearning in his brother's eyes. Po Han Wu really wants to be the commander in chief?Hu Yantong himself couldn't help laughing twice.
The laughter of the soldiers buzzed and echoed in the mountains, even the mounts under their crotches seemed to be infected, and they could not stop neighing for a long time.
The mountain wind swept by and rolled up the long mane on the neck of the war horse. Han Shizhong suddenly lifted the reins, and galloped away with the horse's belly, rolling up the dust along the way.
The rest of the soldiers accelerated their marching speed as he raised his whip and urged his horses.
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At this time, Huanglong Mansion in Liaodong was once again a purgatory on earth.
A group of Jurchen Tartars wore fur robes with wide collars, wolf fur hats, and crowned boots.Swaggeringly galloping in the Liao army camp, the Liao soldiers here have long been defeated.
Never before has an army exploded with such power from the day it began to act.
Since the start of the Jinliao war, none of them has been able to stand up to the Jurchen, and even a little bit able to fight a close Khitan army horse.
The Khitan, who founded the country with force and established the most powerful empire so far on the northern grasslands, was swept away by thousands of Jurchen cavalry.
No matter what brilliant achievements the Liao soldiers had in the past, they could only tremble and collapse in front of the Jurchen cavalry.
The warriors in the Liao army who were good at shooting could hardly keep their arrows aimed even at a distance of more than a hundred paces.
But in the Jurchen camp, even Alixi, who is at the bottom, shoots an arrow more than 200 steps away, and it still has the sound of hunting and piercing the sky!
Now the emperor of the Kingdom of Jin, Wanyan Aguda, is gaining great prestige, and all the Jurchen tribes have pledged their allegiance. This man can already pull a cavalry force of 6000 men.
After Xiao Yu surrendered the gold, he coaxed Xiao Si to come out first. According to the original plan, the capital of the Daliao Liao Dynasty, Yelu Eriduo, the left deputy, Xiao Yixue, and the right deputy, Yeluzhangnu, led cavalry with 20 troops and infantry with [-] to Dalu ancient city.
Before they could send troops, Wanyan Aguda took the lead and lined up in Gaofu.Yan Zongxiong ordered Yan Zongxiong to attack the left army of Liao with the right army, and after ordering the left army to detour to the right army of Liao, he ordered Lou Shi and Yinshu to lead the army to attack the central army of Liao.
The Jurchen cavalry rushed into the Liao army's camp nine times successively, treating the Khitan iron cavalry as decorations. Aguda, who was supervising the battle in the distance, ordered Wanyan Zongxiong to seize the opportunity to attack the Liao right army.
The Liao army was defeated and retreated to the ancient city of Dalu. In the early morning of the next day, the frightened Liao army broke through and fled north.The Jin army pursued to Alogang and wiped out [-] Liao infantry.
This time, the Jurchens pursued the victory and captured Huanglong Mansion again.
27 Liao soldiers were killed by 6000 people, and the corpses were scattered all over the field. Wanyan Aguda and the Jurchen nobles completely saw the Khitan's external power and their own tyrannical strength. Households, guarding Huanglong Mansion.
Chapter 277 Undressing and Pushing Food and Treating Heroes (addition for sniper Geng Lie)
The sun has set to the west, and the sky is not clear.
Dark clouds piled up in the sky above Huanglong Mansion, and snowflakes flew, beginning to cover up the blood on the ground.
In the vast history of thousands of years, two races with the most astonishing destructive power have risen in a short period of time, one is called Jurchen and the other is called Mongolia.
They did not give the world a chance to breathe, and almost realized the seamless connection of the slaughter, and the Jurchen is actually the biggest BUG in the cold weapon era.
At the beginning of their formation, they relied on thousands of cavalry to cross the world, and there was almost no single enemy.Compared with these people, the so-called Eight Banners Iron Cavalry who entrusted their name to Houjin in later generations is like comparing a crocodile to a gecko.
The news spread that 27 killed [-], and the entire Song Dynasty was immersed in a kind of sick carnival. The Khitan people have been riding on their heads for so many years, and now they are unlucky. , Down to the traffickers and pawns, they are all complacent and happy.
In Zhaodefang, Yang Lin's expression was gloomy. The Jurchens are famous all over the world. If he is not in this era, he can't understand his depression at the moment.
When I was studying history in my previous life, I saw Wanyan Aguda leading 5000 men to defeat 27 Liao soldiers in the ancient city of Dalu. Then in November of that year, Emperor Tianzuo personally led an army of 70 to march.The consorts Xiao Temo and Lin Ya Xiao Zara led 40 cavalry and [-] infantry to Wolinluo, attempting to attack from two directions and defeat the Jin army in one fell swoop.
At that time, the number of Jin soldiers soared, but there were only 2 people... [-] people took the initiative to attack, concentrated their forces to attack the central army where the Liao Lord was, and attacked with both left and right wings. The Liao army was unprepared and fled in defeat.
When these cold numbers were lying on the history books, Yang Lin just gritted his teeth and shouted awesome.
And now, these perverts are not far away in Huanglong Mansion...the distance between them and Da Song is only a mile away, and they will have to face them head-on sooner or later.
Today's Great Song Dynasty... how can we stop this peerless ferocity raised by the white mountains and black waters?
At this time, outside Zhaodefang, a middle-aged official with two entourage tolerances was submitting name cards.
"Governor Zong Ze, who governs the river, has come to see Yang Shaozai, please let me know."
Menzi said with a smile: "The Governor, please, please take a rest in the flower hall, and the villain will go and inform Shao Zai."
One of the two messengers was holding a Yellow River carp in his hand, and the other was holding a jar of Jiezhou local wine, their faces full of panic.
"Governor, we dared to enter Shao Zai's door with these things, isn't it a bit..."
Zong Ze smiled and said: "It's okay, there is nothing missing in Shaozai's mansion, except for the Yellow River koi I just fished out."
A tolerance said with a sad face: "Governor, what is this freshly fished koi? Didn't we just buy it from the suburbs of Bianliang?"
"Shut up!" Zong Ze looked around, saw no one caressing his chest, and said, "In front of Shaozai's mansion, don't make noise, you two don't say a word from now on, just treat yourself as dumb."
Seeing the two hands nodding, Zong Ze felt relieved and admired the calligraphy and paintings of celebrities in the flower hall with his hands behind his back.
After a while, a maid came out, Zong Ze hurriedly saluted, and the maid smiled cleverly: "The young master has some official duties, so he said he wants to meet guests in the study, please come inside."
"Thank you girl for leading the way." Zong Ze was a serious Jinshi, and he was quite polite when he answered correctly.
The Zhaodefang Mansion was spacious and deep, and the four of them walked for an unknown amount of time. They passed through the courtyard, turned to the right and passed a moon gate, bypassing flower beds and rockery, and faced a study.
The three of them peeked out and saw two elegant women wearing pink satin double-breasted jackets and skirts standing at the door waiting to be served.