Looking at the arrogant red flag, Wanyan Zongbi's eyelids twitched.

Their five erectile sects are here, with several purposes:

First, if the Qingzhou soldiers regard them as targets that are within their reach and so as to chase out the annoying defense line, the Dajin Iron Cavalry will definitely teach them a profound lesson.

Second, in the face of such failure, they must learn from the lessons that the guards' morale was insufficient and they were quickly annihilated.

In any case, several erectile dysfunctions are here, and the soldiers' psychology should be more stable.

Third, Bo Jilie all hopes to recover more remnants.

Whether it is the True Jurchen, the Jurchen, the slave or the extremely strong Han Bo, there are ones that count as one, and they all want to reclaim it.

Because the loss this time is too great...

At present, the specific losses have not been counted, but in the final retreat, the loss that can be confirmed is: the Zhen Jurchen is not less than 2,000, the Jurchen is more than 1,500 slaves, and the extremely strong Han erotic people... If no one comes out again, their losses will not be less than 10,000!

It has been more than 20 years since the Jin Taizu started to defeat Liao, and this is the first time that the Jin Dynasty has been defeated so miserably.

The loss was so great that after returning home this time, Dajin, who was already short of manpower, would do what he would do in the future? Bo Jilie was unsure of what he had.

At this time, it would be good to find a few more people. Even if it was a very fierce soldier, he could at least take it back as a slave to do some labor.

Several Bo Jilie waited in place for a long time. The Qingzhou soldiers on the opposite side were very patient and confronted them until the Qingzhou soldiers began to arrange cannons on the restored chest wall. They knew that no one would ever walk out of that maze hell again.

"Retreat." Wanyan Zonghan said: "Continue to wait here, you will feel uncomfortable if you get shot."

Several Bo Jilie nodded at the same time. It was indeed the case, and it would be meaningless to continue waiting.

"ah!!!"

Suddenly, Wanyan Zonggan roared to the sky, pulled out his waist knife and waved it wildly in the air. No one dared to approach. His brothers and slaves surrounded him and let him go crazy.

After a long time, his strength was almost exhausted, and a few soldiers came over and hugged his arm tightly:

"Master!Master! Don't be angry! Don't be angry!"

"Brother, don't be angry." Wanyan Zongbi also advised: "It's just a big loss, just find some compensation from somewhere else."

"Where to find remedies?" Wanyan Zong said angrily: "The loss of tens of thousands of people! Where can I find remedies? Where can I find remedies? How can I make up so many Dingkou!"

Wanyan Zongbi gritted his teeth and replied, "Destroy Yan Yun's Han Bo Jilie."

"What!?"

Several Bo Jilie looked at him with shocked eyes.

"That's our people!" said Wanyan Zonghan.

"That's our pigs and dogs." Wanyan Zongbi said coldly: "It's nothing to raise them before, but now the master is hungry, so it's okay to kill them and eat meat."

"What's more, they are the ones who lost the most this time - this dog has lost his teeth!"

There is no reason why the Han people can become extremely strong.

In the past, every man with a strong man had tens of thousands of mouths, and the strongest even had hundreds of thousands of mouths.

Although they could not defeat the Jin army, the Jin army might have to pay a great price to destroy them. It would be better to allow them to exist independently and provide labor, auxiliary soldiers and tributes to the Jin Dynasty as vassals.

But now this situation is a little different.

Hanbo Jilie lost more than 10,000 yuan in the final retreat, and the previous losses were not low. There were also the losses of several Hanbo Jilie from Wanyan Wuqimai on the Southern Army. If all of them were added up, there might be between 20,000 and 30,000 yuan, and even a few Hanbo Jilie were trapped in by themselves.

These people are the most elite field troops of Hanbo, and the rest are still in the Jin army. Why not swallow them up with such a good opportunity?

Killing these fat pigs that were raised before can obtain a large number of people as labor, releasing a large number of Zhen Jurchens and the birth Jurchen Dingkou from production activities, allowing Dajin to have more mobile troops.

It can also obtain a lot of wealth and food from the Yanyun area to replenish the empty treasury.

And... Yan Yun must have many craftsmen who have captured them and produced various weapons for Dajin this time. Next time he fought against the Qingzhou army, he would not be beaten so miserably.

After eating this piece of fat that has been nourished, whether you go to the north to catch the Jurchens to replenish your troops or go to the Eastern Peninsula to catch sticks, you can recover slowly.

Dajin still has great potential!

When it comes to war, Wanyan Zongbi is not the strongest among Bo Ji Lie, and can even be regarded as the weaker one.

However, when it comes to conspiracy, Wanyan Zongbi was called second, and none of Bo Jilie dared to say first.

"This is all we can do." Wanyan Zongfu was the first to agree: "Eat them, we can get through it ourselves."

"Then let the Khan notify as soon as possible and ask him to detain all the remaining Han dogs there." Wanyan Zonghan said coldly: "When the army returns home and passes by Yan Yun, we will uproot all the Han dogs!"

...

In the Qingzhou Army's position, Xu Shiyang sat on a magistrate chair, standing next to him a row of fully armed soldiers with chests and belly folded, and a gorgeous gold-weaving umbrella above his head - this was the umbrella that Bo Jilie, who had just surrendered, gave him as a gift.

This umbrella is exactly the same as the umbrella used by the Privy Council of the Great Zhou Dynasty. In fact, this was originally a traitor's plagiarism, and the purpose may be to show that he is enjoying the treatment of the Great Zhou Dynasty's priest.

In fact, traitors are traitors. The Jin people looked down on them at all. They would not be ruthless when plundering and robbing, which means they would just kill less.

Therefore, Xu Shiyang looked down on them, and these traitors didn't think there was anything wrong with them.

"Slave, please come to your master..."

Now, a large group of traitors and other national officers who surrendered: the Zhen Jurchens of Saliana and others, several Mongolian leaders and the Jurchens, were kneeling in large numbers under Xu Shiyang's feet.

"All Han people, stand up."

Xu Shiyang said lightly:

"We Han people are descendants of Yan and Huang, and Chinese nobles. They can only kneel on the heaven, earth, king, and relatives, and the rest cannot bend their knees!"

Xu Shiyang's idea was that traitors can be killed, but not humiliated. He never allowed his soldiers or civilians to kneel down to him before. This was one of his small ways to rebuild his national self-esteem and self-confidence.

Several surrendered and captured Hanbojili looked at each other, and finally stood up hesitantly.

The captives of other ethnic groups were still kneeling.

"You should not use titles like masters and slaves in the future." Xu Shiyang continued: "I will not like these words of Tartars."

The captives hurriedly agreed, fearing that they would anger this fierce man who could even defeat Dajin.

I heard that this person is not only fierce, but also very cruel.
Chapter completed!