Of course, Wanyan Zonghan wants to take it far away. No matter how you look at this goal, it is extremely easy to eat.

But he didn't dare, he was a little scared.

The last time Chen Cong cut him was not a joke, he no longer had the qualifications to go to the battlefield.

Belt shoulders, shoulder straps.

The last time Chen Cong cut him hurt his waist, and his waist was no longer able to be used. He had lost the possibility of going to the battlefield with a strong and held sharp stern.

It is completely impossible to take revenge. Chen Cong and the emperor who left him scars have retreated back to Bianjing City, and there seems to be no intention to come up recently.

As for whether the Jin Kingdom can still conquer the Song Kingdom?

Wanyan Zonghan considered this issue with a desperate attitude, and even this strategic goal, Yunzhonglu, felt it was very difficult.

Because the Song people I face today are no longer the Song troops who fled and surrendered when they encountered the battle. The tenacity shown by the Song people now is no longer different from that of the Jin people.

The Battle of the Castle is a good example.

Even the bandits and soldiers with the words engraved on their faces, the objects they were humiliated by randomly suddenly appeared, either from the grass or from the secret passages, taking away the lives of Jin soldiers.

Wanyan Zonghan was scared, so he wanted to go back to Huanglong Mansion to retire, or Huining Mansion.

Yang Zongmin never expected that he would fail as a bait!

However, the failure of his own as a bait did not affect the situation of the battle, because Li Yanxian, who led the support of 30,000 Jiesheng troops from Beigukou, had arrived in Wucheng.

Wucheng is a military fortress. If you put it in the best place, you can fight in Yuanfort and go to Wucheng to hit the iron plate?

Zhao Huan did not only let the northern border troops resist the Jin soldiers. He sent out the 30,000 Jiesheng troops and 50,000 Hejian soldiers in his hands, led by Zhang Shuye and Zhu Xiaosun, and headed towards Juyongguan.

This group of soldiers, carrying the Song Dynasty's extremely exquisite new weapons, won the battle chariots and giant trenchers.

Muskets cannot be put into use, but the conscience-free cannon - the terrestrial cannon, have dozens of ammunition, and ammunition is continuously transported to the front line.

The accuracy of this cannon depends entirely on faith, and it can only be confirmed that it will attack forward. However, this is enough in the battle to defend the city.

The soldiers in the Northland do not need to wait too long. As long as they can hold on until heavy snow, the troops in the Song Dynasty will arrive completely.

Zhao Huan left 20,000 Hejian troops to garrison Bianjing Cang.

If necessary, he can take 20,000 Hejian troops north at any time.

Is it reliable to leave only 20,000 soldiers in Bianjing?

Zhao Huan felt very stable.

It really doesn't work. The Jinghu Rebel Army that Zong Ze trained him to help the king. Zong Ze was Kong Yanzhou who had two million troops captured on Jinghu North Road.

Zhao Huan now has many cards in his hand, not as embarrassed as at the beginning of the year, and he needs to go all out to survive.

Wanyan Zonghan's anxiety is getting worse and worse. The city of Wucheng is even harder to chew than Taiyuan in the past!

Because he was able to attack Taiyuan City, Wanyan Zonghan could still siege and attack Wucheng. Because Laiyuan Fort and Dajingmen Pass could cut them off at any time, resulting in him being afraid of being able to siege the city and being able to attack head-on.

How about trying to come to Yuanbao?

Wanyan Zonghan looked at the Laiyuan Castle built halfway up the mountain. It seemed that there was the only gap there, and of course it looked more like a trap.

On the grassland, Wang Bing's newly launched army led nearly 30,000 auxiliary troops.

The horses riding by these auxiliary troops are like them, they are all inferior horses on the grassland. They cannot get faster, but they have to last forever.

These auxiliary troops were all Khitan people who were fooled by Long Xikkim.

Of course, they were able to fool them, in fact, essentially because the Khitans wanted to go where the Jiesheng Army was going.

Yelu Dashi did not take them there, but now the Song people took them there.

And in the name of Yelu Yukhi, why didn’t they go?

Even if they knew that the Dragon Sikkim belt was fake, they were willing to believe that it was true.

Every country has a group of people who are willing to give their lives for their home and country, and think that is justified.

When the country was destroyed and people were killed, they had no choice but to follow Wang Bing to set off on his way. When Wang Bing gave them a chance, they wore not very thick leather armor, with the hatred of other tribesmen, and the arrow crossbow that he barely pieced together.

Lin Youyu was riding a black and white bad horse, her little face was red from cold, but she was still singing loudly with great interest.

"End the floating cloud horse, and go out to join the army. And rely on the emperor's anger, and then lean on the general's mighty hero. Thousands of drums and thunder are erected in the earth, thousands of flags and fires produce wind. The sun wheel is stationed in frost and spears, and the moon soul hangs the eagle bow."

"The Qinghai formation is cloudy, and the Black Mountain soldiers are rushing. The battle is in full swing. The battle is high, and the battle is empty. I will die thousands of miles away, and I will succeed in one day. I laugh at the scholars, but I will be poor once I pass. The ancients often become old men who are obsessed with this."

Lin Youyu's light voice floated on the grassland, and the soldiers listened with their ears. Although they couldn't understand the meaning, it was enough to be beautiful and sweet.

"Supervisor Lin, your order is very good. Even our soldiers are all a bunch of rough men. I can't hear such a literary thing." A soldier shouted loudly.

Another soldier responded and said, "You silly! Some of them are good to listen to, and they are picky. If you have the ability, you can sing one."

The ridicule of the soldiers made everyone laugh.

Wang Bing shook his head. He could understand this poem, but most of the soldiers were ignorant. It would be nice to be able to hear the general meaning.

He suddenly thought of something and said with a smile, "Miss Lin, I sang Gao Shi's poem to the military soldiers, and they couldn't understand it either. The military man didn't understand this. Instead, someone learned a song and taught it to them, but he didn't know if they had forgotten it."

"General Wang starts!" The soldiers began to cheer. The general taught a lot of songs, so of course they did not forget.

Wang Bing nodded and shouted loudly, "The smoke of wolf rises, the country looks north! Come up!"

"The wolf smoke rises, the country looks north. The dragon flag rolls, the horse neighs, the sword energy is like frost, and the heart is like the vast water of the Yellow River. Who can resist each other for twenty years?"

"Hate and desire to be crazy, and the sword is aimed at, how many loyal souls of hands and feet are buried in other places, why should you be willing to repay your family and country after death? You can't bear to sigh, and you will be speechless, and your eyes are filled with blood and tears."

"The horse's hooves go south, people look north, the grass is green and yellow, and the dust is flying. I am willing to defend my territory and open the border again. China wants to congratulate everyone!"

The loud and thick songs flew freely on the grassland, and even the Khitan auxiliary troops raised their heads and showed envious gazes.

They don’t know how to say this song, but they can understand the meaning. They hope they have officials and generals like the Song Dynasty, but their emperor is Yelu Yanxi, and their general is Yelu Dashi.

After singing a song, the soldiers' faces turned red, the crowd was excited, and their morale was a little excited.

After all, when marching in heavy snow, there are still no swamps, abnormal reductions from time to time, no end to the road, and people are behind at any time, which are all important factors that affect morale.

Wang Bing was very prepared and had long thought of the many obstacles on the marching road. Although it was difficult, he was about to arrive.

After hearing this, Lin Youyu covered her face and chuckled, "General Wang, this poem has a bad contrast and does not have a brand name yet. Who did it? It seems that he is a person with dissonance."

"The person who composed the music is a capable person. Although the song is a bit strange, it will be very good to sing it."

Wang Bing laughed loudly, laughed for a long time before stopping and said, "This lyric was written by the official essay. The night before the official returned to Bianjing from Datong Prefecture. The person who composed the music was Li Qingzhao, who was famous in Bianjing."

"Later, it was said that when we arrived at Yunzhong Road, the soldiers all learned this poem, which was actually quite nice."

Lin Youyu looked clear, so that's it.

When the official writes poems and lyrics, no one dares to ask the official to correct it, so the lyrics look like this, but the soldiers naturally need to be able to understand what they sing.

A scout, slapped Ma Hu quickly, ran to Wang Bing as fast as possible, and panted, "Huanglong Mansion has arrived! Less than fifty miles! A day's journey!"

"Prepare for war!" Wang Bing roared angrily, and the soldiers who were still a little depressed just now sat upright on the horse's back.

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Chapter completed!