In the autumn wind, more than ten riders came from the valley road. The leading part was Yiguidu Town, one of the smallest military officers in the Song Dynasty. Now carrying a bronze sun on his shoulders, showing his military rank. On the sign on his chest, you can vaguely see the words Zeng Xiaoyou, the 17th Team of the Third Battalion of the Fifth Army of the Imperial Camp.

They ran along the way, carefully bypassing the dead bodies and broken weapons along the road. It had just rained and the puddles accumulated everywhere. The knights controlled their horses to jump, but they still couldn't avoid the horse's hooves stepping on the water and filling the water. Blood was accumulated in the water. They threw it away and fell straight onto the knights' legs, even on their chests and waists.

Zeng Xiaoyi was sweating heavily. When he arrived at the gate of the Song army camp at the end of the Degu Road, he saw the "Yao" flag at the gate being blown in the autumn wind, and he couldn't help but sigh in a long breath, and his originally dark face gradually became alive.

Seeing a team of Song soldiers coming forward at the camp gate, he jumped off his horse and looked at it with his eyes. Seeing that the other party had the same military rank as him, he thought he was the same head, so he squeezed out a smile on his face and strode forward.

He was only anxious to talk to the other party, but he was not careful to step on a puddle, splashing blood all over his head and face. He spat and spitted, only to feel salty and savoring. After a little taste, it seemed to have a bit of meat scattered. He felt that he was so angry that he hurriedly untied the gourd around his waist, sent it to his mouth, took a few sips, and then rinsed it out a few times. This was the end.

Seeing the chief officer in such a mess, the soldiers under his command couldn't help but burst into laughter. Some of the spirits woke up and took off their scarves around him and wiped them carefully.

"What are you doing? Don't make noise outside the camp gate!"

While the noise was happening, the camp came forward, pressed the sword with one hand, and shouted outside.

"Okay, that's great, but after winning a battle, I'm just like the goddamn king."

Seeing the other party being serious, Zeng Xiaowen was quite unhappy, but he saw that the other party was dead and his mother looked like his mother. The other soldiers also looked solemn, with their armor and bright weapons, but they couldn't help but make a sudden blow in their hearts. They didn't dare to neglect any more, so they had to give a gift and said to Na Du: "The last general is here to send military orders to Deputy General Manager Yao on the order of General Manager Zhang."

"Oh?" The man glanced at Zeng Xiaowei with suspicion, and said coldly: "Wait!"

After saying that, he turned around and took the letter sealed with raw paint to search for the staff officer on duty in the camp.

"What kind of virtue!"

Zeng Xiaowei couldn't help but curse in a low voice, very unhappy. He just looked at the soldiers of the other party, but he felt that they were all the same as those of them, cold and lifeless. After looking at each other for a few rounds, he no longer dared to look around. He had to lower his head and lower his head, and wait for the people from the camp to reply.

He was in Zhang Jun's army and was responsible for sending letters back and forth. All the troops were familiar with each other. Yao Duan's front army always had to run dozens of times a year. In the past, the army had deep affection. When he saw him coming, the officers who were responsible for reception came to greet him, feed horses, and after work, they received the wind and drank at night, and they couldn't help but laugh. No one dared to neglect the officers who came to the Central Army. Unexpectedly, Yao Duan's troops left Zhang Jun's troops these days after the battle of Yichuan. After several battles, they won the battles. When Zeng Xiaoyou came from this corpse and the sea of ​​blood, he felt that the atmosphere in the other camp was far different from that of the past. He was also a soldier. He was dissatisfied with himself, but he couldn't help but sigh secretly that Yao Duan's troops were originally the most elite among Zhang Jun's troops. Now it seems that the combat power of Yao Duan's front army is probably far greater than that of the Central Army and the Later Army.

He was thinking about how to report to Shangguan after he went back, but he saw a group of officers wading over from a distance, and his cowhide boots were whistling in the water. The other party just ignored it.

When he got closer, he saw that Yao Duan came in person and ordered people to open the camp gate. Yao Duan ordered people to hold a horse stool, sat not far from the camp gate, spread his legs, and shook Zhang Jun's military order documents in his hand. Mi looked at Zeng Xiaoyou and asked, "Is this military order given to you by the Grand Marshal himself?"

"Yes!" Zeng Xiaowei did not dare to be negligent, and saluted respectfully at Yao Duan, answered with a raised chest and a raised belly, which looked like a soldier.

"Tell me, what's the situation?"

Yao Duanyu looked around and laughed, "Let's hear what the command of the Grand Marshal has."

Around him, more than a dozen generals and deputy generals surrounded him, standing in a scattered and unconventional manner, but they showed their murderous intent, their blood-red eyes staring at Zeng Xiaoyou. Some people gritted their teeth and pressed their waists with their hands, as if they were about to slash the little girl in front of them in half with a disagreement. Ordinary people could not bear this situation. Even Zeng Xiaoyou was an old army, but they rarely fought in battles and could not withstand it. This momentum came, which made Zeng Xiaoyou shudder for several times and was inexplicably frightened.

But it is no wonder that Yao Duan and his generals were dissatisfied. Zhang Jun refused to pay attention to their request to join forces. He just used the main force as a partial army to fight against the enemy without guards. Pingyang fought fiercely, and both sides were killed by blood and flesh. Zhang Jun drove straight in and fought not far from Taiyuan, along the way

The Sichuan Palace won all the battles, and soldiers who won the victory were endless, rushing towards Chang'an.

Yao Duan led his subordinates to fight hard with the main force of the Jin soldiers in Pingyang, fighting to death. Hearing Zhang Jun like this, everyone naturally had their eyes fire. When the Jin soldiers showed signs of retreating to defend Taiyuan, Zhang Junyi refused to attack Taiyuan and cut off the enemy's backbone, and refused to intercept the Wei German army and intercepted the defeated soldiers. He sat down and watched nearly 20,000 Jurchen soldiers calmly retreating from Pingyang to Taiyuan, which made the battle situation in Hedong unable to end quickly. The war disasters connected with the past unpredictable, and it was all because Zhang Jun was too conservative and private.

In this way, even though Yao Duan still had some old feelings for Zhang Jun, he left all the money behind him at this time.

Zeng Xiaoyou didn't know that the situation was wrong, so he had to answer carefully: "That night, the general summoned him overnight, first asked Staff Luo to draft military orders, and then use seals. The general was waiting on the side. After sealing, he ordered the general to go on the road overnight and not to delay."

"Did the general mention that the Jin soldiers would withdraw from Taiyuan that day?"

"No, even if there is one, even if the position of the General of the Dui, even if the general is the general of the general of the military, it is not the turn of the general of the General of the General to listen."

"oh."

Yao Duan nodded silently and waved his hand: "I understand, go and have someone prepare a tent for you to have a good rest. When I reply to the book, I will send it back to the Grand Marshal."

Seeing Zeng Xiaoyou turning around and going down, Yao Duan called him again and asked with a smile: "What else is there in that night camp?"

Zeng Xiaowei thought about it for a while before answering: "I heard that the general was in contact with Taiyuan City. The night camp gate opened and closed several times. I thought that someone was in and out of Taiyuan City. When Moyang went out, the guards of the camp gate were very dissatisfied and muttered a few words. Moyang then realized it."

Yao Duan's eyes lit up, and then he knew the bottom of the matter thoroughly.

He waved his hand to order Zeng Xiaoyou to retreat, then looked around and smiled, "I have been in the tent for a long time, and the people in the sea of ​​corpses and blood outside can't see it. Our soldiers walked a few times in such a scene, but it is equivalent to scholars studying and cultivating their energy. Everyone, how about dispersing with me?"

Everyone was silent for a moment, knowing that he had a smile on his face and was extremely angry, but he couldn't help but persuade him. He had to follow him speechlessly, and followed Yao Duan out of the camp gate, and took a leisurely walk on the battlefield full of corpses.

The Pingyang war lasted for half a month, with guns and swords coming and falling, and arrows and stones were raining. The casualties were very heavy. Yao Duan's troops were less than 11,000, plus more than 5,000 people in Kangcheng, and now they have a full plan, which means there are more than 10,000 people, and there are many injuries. The deaths and injuries of the Jin soldiers were also extremely miserable. Almost all the Han soldiers who were cut off the rear were killed in battle. The gathering of 25,000 Jurchen soldiers were slowly gathered. It is estimated that less than 20,000 people who fled back to Taiyuan. On the battlefield that stretched for more than ten miles in front of them, there were all the corpses of Jin soldiers. The bodies of the Song soldiers had been confiscated and buried, but no one was concerned about the enemy. Fortunately, the weather was cold and we were not afraid of epidemics for the time being.

Yao Duan looked at the tragic battlefield, but his mind was already vague, and his mind was full of Zhang Jun's military order. Follow it, his strength was greatly reduced, but he would not obey it, but Zhang Jun was his boss and could not openly resist the order. Unfortunately, Kang Cheng saw that the war in Pingyang stopped and was worried about Chang'an, so he left the troops to go back on his own. If he was there, he would be slightly higher in his capacity as Zhang Jun, and he would be able to take his name to top it up. Naturally, there would be nothing wrong.

Thinking of this, he sighed silently in his heart and said to the generals: "It is hard to disobey the general's order, so he has to obey the order. Fortunately, the soldiers rested for a few days and came to their senses a little."

He waved his hand powerlessly and said, "Let's go tomorrow."

When others were speechless, Zhang Xian said anxiously: "In this way, what about Taiyuan? With Zhang Jun coming to 20,000 people, it would be great to trap the enemy and attack the city?"

Yao Duan smiled bitterly and said, "The general said he would build a long base outside the city first, which would be good. How to fight next? It depends on your Majesty's holy punishment."

Zhang Xian had a straightforward temper and was furious when he heard this. He wanted to wait for a swear word, but it was hindering the face of Yao Duan and others. He was not easy to make a sound, but he just blushed. After a while, he finally spitted hard on the ground before he finished doing it.

Yao Duan was actually very angry. He had already made up his mind to leave Zhang Jun and ask for transfer to his troops. At this time, he had calmed down. Seeing Zhang Xian like this, he had to say again: "In fact, the general of the Zhe family is not as famous as the Yang family in the storybook. We all know that the Zhe family is not a vegetarian. If you take it seriously, you can ask for help. No matter whether you are true or false, it will be more difficult to deal with than the current Hedong Jin soldiers. Going to attack the Zhe family first will also cut off the enemy's nearest support."

Although Zhang Xian knew that he was comforting him, he felt it was reasonable. He could only sigh and smile bitterly, spread his hands and replied, "That's all."

The two were looking at each other and smiling bitterly, but they saw a team of cavalry not far from the camp rushing towards them again. After a while, they saw Feilun, who was the first to go back to Chang'an to report his life. Zhang Xian was overjoyed at the sight and smiled at Yao Duan: "When this person is here, things may have a turnaround!"
Chapter completed!