South of Wuzhou, the crowds of people from the brigade were struggling toward the south on the muddy road.

Although the population of several states controlled by the Shenwu Changsheng Army in Yunnei decreased sharply after the war and many old and weak people were transported into Hedong, the population controlled by the Shenwu Changsheng Army at this moment was also quite large.

The Jurchen army broke through the mountains of Yingzhou and swept the south in a large number of ways. The people in the Yunnei either avoided the chaos and defended themselves, or fled into the mountains. There was still a large number of people who followed the Shenwu Changsheng Army retreated southward.

The Jurchens were cruel. The people who had experienced the chaos of war and chaos knew the most clearly. At this time, the Shenwu Changsheng Army was willing to take them back, which was the best news in the chaos.

The population of the group from Wuzhou area to move south is about 20,000 to 30,000 people. They are basically young and strong. Even if there are not many elderly and weak, they can only stay in place and wait for death at this time. Even if they barely keep up, they will mostly have to fill in gullies on their way to retreat south and drag down the brigade's itinerary. In the troubled times, these helpless things become a bit natural. The young and strong people set out silently, while the elderly and weak leaned against the door and watched people go away in a daze. No one showed too much difference in life and death.

Even though they are young and strong, they are still difficult to walk south under such weather and road conditions.

At this moment, the spring rain is getting more and more, and the road is extremely pulp-filled. The roads in Yunnei have not been resting for many years. Tens of thousands of people have rolled past, and the roads have been crushed into deep mud. A car often requires twenty or thirty people to pull and pull with all their might. Everyone rolls like mud monkeys, exhausted. On both sides of this shabby road, there are those private troops used to protect themselves in the dock wall. They are riding on thin horses, wet all over. Holding a spear, they are escorting the large group of people moving southward.

Under the gloomy rain curtain, black smoke rose everywhere. However, during the retreat, the Shenwu Changsheng Army burned all the slightly larger Wubi, along with the food and supplies that could not be taken away from it. Even if there was Wubi who wanted to build a village to defend itself, under the scale of tens of thousands of Shenwu Changsheng Army's main army, and the Yunnei New Army formed by Wang Gui and others, they had no ability to resist, and had to obey their orders.

In addition to the difficulty of moving south by the people in Yunnei, there were also civil servants organized by the Song Dynasty from Hedong who were now loading the food, grass and supplies of the Shenwu Changsheng Army to the south. Han Yue's brigade came, and Wu Min organized more than 5,000 strong civil servants to accompany the army in the rear. The tragic generals brought with them with the food, grass and supplies, and now they have to transport them back ten times more hard. Although these civil servants in Hedong look much stronger and stronger than those of the people with vegetables around them, they are also exhausted in the road of turning over the slurry.

On both sides of the road, every ten miles apart, a shed was set up, with large pots of hot water and white food boiling. Anyone who was hungry could go in and drink water and eat. Anyway, the food and grass that were still transported was ready to eat on the way to retreat, and not only had to be burned, the more generous it was, the more it would be able to reduce the burden. When we arrived in Hedong, the food and grass that were transported later came up again.

This open supply allowed these people in the cloud to have a few full meals before they could support them on such a difficult road.

In this way, the people in the brigade who retreated silently south, there were armored knights coming and going back and forth. They opened guards around to prevent the Jurchens from harassing them. There were also brigades of troops and horses in the rear, and the villages were set up to break the rear. After the Jurchen army spread out of Yingzhou, such a small-scale contact battle was carried out every day, with casualties. Those who were not in the war burned ashes and brought them back to Hedong, and the injured lay in the car, joined the bloated and slow brigade, and slowly headed south.

Because of the drag of the mass brigade of retreating south, the Shenwu Changsheng Army and Wang Guiyun's inner army could not move quickly, but they were constantly fighting a difficult rear-back battle.

However, this is a price that must be paid. Yunnei must implement a strategy of strengthening the walls and clearing the country. Zonghan's troops must not allow Yunnei's grain population to be used as a base for further striving for Hedong!

The elite soldiers of the Shenwu Ever Victory Army did not fight happily this time, but they were fighting a long, cruel and tormenting defender battle with the Jurchen army. In addition to the sharp edge of the Shenwu Ever Victory Army, this time they also showed the tenacity necessary for a strong army. However, the Jurchen army was even more powerful. Their food was far less than that of the Shenwu Ever Victory Army. There was a long way to replenish the fortune behind them. Moreover, during the retreat of the Shenwu Ever Victory Army, they almost turned into a white land, and there were no plundering and supplements in the wild.

However, the Jurchen army was still tenaciously biting the Shenwu Changsheng Army and constantly exerting pressure. It seemed as if we were not tired and hungry. From morning to dungeon, Jurchen cavalry continued to infiltrate and invade, and continued to attack the Duanhouzhaizhai set up along the way of the Shenwu Changsheng Army. If it weren't for the road slurry that greatly restricted the maneuverability of the Jurchen army, Han Yue's troops would probably have to face greater danger. Maybe they could only give up these population supplies that were carrying the south and quickly retreated to the Hedong border military camp.

Even so, the Shenwu Changsheng Army fought so hard, and returning to Hedong would have lost energy. After a period of rest, it is unlikely that the forward sharpness will be restored.

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In the raindrops, dozens of riders were splattering past, splashing mud all over the ground, splashing on the people in the clouds and the people in Hedong as they walked by. But these people didn't even wipe them, and didn't even look at the whereabouts of these knights. Now everyone is so tired that they only have one thought left, just live to Hedong as soon as possible!

The character surrounded by the knight was Han Shizhong. His beard had not been trimmed for a long time, and it was as chaotic as weeds. Under the rain, even his banner lost its original glamorous spirit, absorbed the rain and pressed softly on the flagpole.

The dozens of cavalry of this line of cavalry flew through the long dragon and seemed to be endlessly heading south until a military camp established on the high ground next to the road.

This military camp was made of grass. Except for the trenches that were dug very wide and deep, the trenches were like a mud river. The trenches were all set up by Cao Cao, and there was no time to cut down large trees. They were solid and thick, and they were placed in a road. There were four or five such military camps. Crossing the walls were set up everywhere, and the important road could be sealed tightly with a single crossbow.

Along the way, such military camps were established more than ten times, and there were always two or three thousand troops left behind. In the end, a fire was set off to burn all such camps.

In addition to breaking the rear camp in this way, the retreat brigade also opened more ranger guards on both wings to prevent the Jurchen horses from crossing the military camp from harassing and infiltration. Although such road conditions were difficult for even the cavalry to support their large-scale movement and combat. However, the ranger harassing and infiltration, causing the retreat brigade to collapse and chaos is also an extremely troublesome thing. Therefore, the Shenwu Eternal Winning Army and the Wang Guiyun Nei Army as an auxiliary were the same.

Han Shizhong's dozens of cavalry splashed with mud and water and slackened straight to the front of the village. Seeing the arrival of the general, the soldiers guarding the village immediately opened the gate. Yue Fei, who was in charge of this village, had long heard the news and was waiting at the gate of the village. Yue Fei was also much darker and thinner, but his eyes were still sharp. When Han Shizhong arrived, he was also meticulous in his salute.

Han Shizhong jumped off the horse, greeted Yue Fei, and entered side by side. He laughed and scolded: "Zhi Niang, I have never fought such a hard battle! But thanks to us, the Jurchens are not much looser. They are as heavy as they are holding their backs, and they are imprisoned to see who can consume whom!"

Then he asked: "What are the trends of the Jurchen Tartars today?"

While facing Han Shizhong to the shabby Central Army tent, Yue Fei replied: "The Jurchen Tartars have not advanced for two days, nor have they used the lives of tribal troops and auxiliary soldiers to fill our military camp as before. Now they are huddled more than ten miles north, just to use the rattle to maintain contact with them."

Han Shizhong sneered: "The Jurchens can't hold on anymore, they are just individuals! They also have to wait for the spring rain to stop and the road is harder. Let us walk with confidence!"

The two of them walked into the military tent while talking. Han Shizhong waved his hand and asked him to retreat. Yue Fei also knew that Han Shizhong came in person, not just to see the movements of the Jurchen Tartars, and there must be something important. However, his temper became more and more steady. Han Shizhong didn't speak, so he didn't ask.

After leaving the tent, Han Shizhong showed joy and rubbed his hands and said, "The King of Yan has already decided on Bianliang! The rebellious army was abolished the prince and caused chaos, and her husband was involved. In the end, he also took the deposed prince to go to Xijing. The King of Yan cleanly cleaned them up! Two outbound towns entered Bianliang together. The Yongning army was nailed to death by the man Yu's crotch in Liyangjin, North of the Yellow River. The King of Yan went to sweep Yao Guxi's army from his generals. Yao Gu and his son were convicted of capturing! The new king would soon be in the suburbs to make sacrifices and change the Yuan Dynasty. The King of Yan would personally lead the imperial army and go to Hedong to help!"

He grinned even louder, and the more he spoke, he became more and more happy: "We fought hard in Yun, and the King of Yan has never forgotten. Like you, I have been trying to get a Jieduan and his subordinates. In the future, whether it is a local important town, a commander of the three yamen, or even entering the Western Palace, isn't it just a matter of the King of Yan? I just said, how could these people fight against the King of Yan? King of Yan almost came in white, and he still calmed down Yan Yun?"

Yue Fei forced a smile. Xiao Yan and the hostile forces were about to take place in Bianliang, which had been in the information of the front-line generals. While fighting hard, they were waiting for the result of the Bianliang political struggle. Everyone felt heavy in their hearts. In addition to such a bloody battle, don’t end up with no end!

But now, the news of Xiao Yan's victory finally came. It was spread to the entire army and his morale should be ten times higher!

Yue Fei naturally had his own ideas about Xiao Yan's move to the Bianliang storm and treating the two generations of Zhao's kings as playthings. He felt very sad. However, if Xiao Yan wins, he will make a big move and fight a life-and-death battle with the Jurchen enemy, which is what he expects. Now his thoughts are turbulent, and he really doesn't know what to say.

Han Shizhong knew that he was awkward, but Xiao Yan just loved Yue Pengju. What else could he say about Old Han?

The topic was changed now: "The entire army will be reported to the King of Yan immediately, and the Jurchens were a little tired in front of us. We are having to speed up the marching and retreat to Hedong as soon as possible. When the King of Yan arrives, the thief will have a good fight! Throughout the journey of Zonghan, we are just not afraid of him, so we can just divide our lives and deaths steadily!"

Yue Fei looked solemn and said softly: "The spring rain is about to stop."

Han Shizhong was suffocated, and the spring rain stopped, and the road was overturned. The Jurchen Western Route Army in front of him would pounce on Hedong in a more fierce manner and not mention it. The Jurchen Eastern Route Army, which had not been moved, might also be launched!

Even though the Jurchen army had conflicts, the West Route Army might have attracted the main force of the Song Dynasty when the West Route Army rushed straight to Hedong. If the Eastern Route Army did not launch at this time, they would have regarded the senior executives of the Jurchen East Route Army as idiots.

But why would this be useful if they were worried? This is something that Xiao Yan should worry about. Since he is at this moment, he will of course bear the important responsibility of the entire world on his shoulders! These generals under the command of the King of Yan just follow the orders and fight steadily.

A low commotion suddenly came from outside. Han Shizhong and Yue Fei both came out of the tent to see the drizzle of spring rain, which had stopped at some point. The dark clouds that had been shrouded in the heads for these days finally dissipated. The golden crow leaped out of the clouds and scattered thousands of light into the earth in the clouds. The whole world seemed to be transparent at this moment.

Although I know that this weather will have greater restrictions on the Jurchen army and horses with more mobility, I will be the one who benefited. However, when I rolled in the rain and mud for so long, I saw the red sun jumping out of the clouds and hanging high in the sky. The soldiers of the Shenwu Ever Winning Army could not help but cheer!

Han Shizhong and Yue Fei looked solemn for a moment.

In a blink of an eye, Han Shizhong grinned again, looking heartless. He called his personal guards to come and order: "It is said that the entire army, the King of Yan will purge the chaos in Bianliang, and he will personally lead the imperial commander to fight against Hedong. The soldiers who have worked hard before were rewarded with me. I, Old Han, have been the governor and the men are working hard. Now the King of Yan cannot treat his loyal and brave sons!"

The guards immediately sent orders everywhere, and cheers sounded even louder in the brighter world. Finally, they gathered into a roar.

"King of Yan! King of Yan!"

Before the tabernacle, Yue Fei's expression had not yet calmed down and muttered to himself: "This spring rain has stopped."

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The red sun broke through the clouds, and countless wet and muddy soldiers, tired and haggard, cheered loudly toward the sunshine above their heads, in the Jurchen army camps set up in the mountains and fields in the north!

This long-lasting bird rain has really made the powerful Jurchen man enough. Now I finally waited until the rain passed and the sky cleared!

Go south quickly, go south quickly! Break the pass of the Song people, enter the territory of the Southern Dynasty, and vent the hardships and depressions of these days ten times!

Before Zonghan's tent, Zonghan also stepped out of the tent, and there were all Jurchen generals surrounded by joyful faces. They drew their swords toward the sun, and they were shouting loudly in Jurchen language.

Zong Han looked thoughtful and looked east.

"Zong Wang, I have worked so hard to lead the way. I thought that when the elite soldiers and generals of the Southern Dynasty gathered here, you should move? The Southern Dynasty is rich and prosperous, not ten times more prosperous than those of the Liao people. What are you waiting for?" (To be continued, please search for Piaotian, the novel is better and faster!
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