The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

The First Champion Chapter 652

Soon the Tartars searched all over the city, saying that they were looking for spies from the Song Dynasty, but in fact everyone knew that this was a disguised way to get some food and grass.

For Jurchen, this is a fight to the death. If you lose, you will lose everything, and there is no need to hold back.

However, if it is beneficial to the war, any method can be used, even if it is exhausted, it will increase the winning rate by even a tiny bit.

After defeating the Song army, they are still the overlords of this land. No one would dare to resist all the tyranny, and even if they did, they would not be able to threaten Jurchen's rule.

The residents of the city have suffered bad luck for eight lifetimes. Men, women, old and children were escorted to the city to carry supplies, look after war horses, and set up pots for cooking.

Even the housekeeper dog was killed and made into meat for military rations.

The surrounding villages were even more miserable. When the Liao people destroyed their country, they did not suffer such suffering.

Around Fushu Town, the Liao people have begun to learn from the Han people in Youyan and planted crops. This place was also a heavy taxation area in Daliao.

A remote small village with about a hundred households.

Pieces of fertile fields are being reclaimed outside the village, and the autumn harvest is coming soon, and the hard-plowed crops are becoming fodder for scattered war horses.

The wooden fences protecting the village at the head and tail of the village have been torn to pieces, and blood is everywhere inside and outside the village.

There were fallen corpses scattered all around, and most of the men had different heads and incomplete limbs.

Women, young and old, were naked and in a mess.

Dozens of Jurchen Tartars were competing in archery with erected human targets, and screams could still be heard from the houses in the village from time to time.

On the road outside the city, teams of Liao people were used as raw mouths, carrying corpses and supplies in the city.

After the terrible plague in Yunnei, the current Jurchen Tartars have also learned to dispose of corpses instead of leaving them alone.

Outside Fuju City, in a ditch, Liao people waved iron catalpas to bury the corpses of their own clansmen, perhaps their own relatives were inside.

But no one dared to stop and grieve. If they were a little slow, they might be kicked down the ditch by the Tartars standing behind them.

A young man was wiping his sweat with his sleeves up, when suddenly his waist hurt, and the cruel laughter of the Jurchen Tartars was heard, the loess hit his head and face, and an older man who didn't want to see him couldn't help but couldn't bear it, Shoveling a rock knocked him unconscious, and he was buried alive shortly after he fell to the ground.

It's not that the Liao people did not resist, but those who resisted have been suppressed, and the rest are ordinary people who are numb.

Their compatriots are killing all directions in West Asia, but it is a pity that the water far away cannot quench their thirst. The Liao people in the Liao region no longer have their own national army.

A nation without force is doomed to be a lamb under the butcher's knife.

Fufu Town is just a microcosm of the gathering place of the Jurchen army. Similar things are going on in all the towns along the route.

The Tartars exhausted their resources to fish, destroying and plundering frantically, just to turn over in a single battle, while the Song people were busy building.

Yang Lin, the actual leader of the military and political circles of the Song Dynasty, has regarded this place as his own land, and has begun to reclaim it every plant and tree, and build it brick by brick.

These are also two civilizations, a vivid portrayal and contrast

Whether it is conquest or expansion, the Han people are undoubtedly the most outstanding nation and the most civilized nation.

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Kaesong, inside the palace.

Yang Ziqian, who had already moved here, looked at the information in his hand and frowned, as if he had aged a lot.

My big backer actually transferred Cui Hongxu to Songzhou, the place where the city was being built.

It was the most heavily guarded place by the Song army, and no one dared to make trouble there. His original plan to kill all the leaders of the civilian husbands was completely in vain.

Now I have killed many relatives of civilian husbands. After a cleansing, nearly 20 people living in the Song Dynasty have become my life and death enemies.

This made Yang Ziqian feel uncomfortable when he thought about it.

20 young and strong are enough to destroy their own rule and make themselves beyond redemption.

Yang Ziqian sighed, dismissed all the maids and eunuchs, and sat alone on the futon, at a loss.

Without Yang Lin's support, he had nothing to do. Countless people in Korea waited for him to be lonely, and then chopped him into pieces.

"Why do you want to help this Cui Hongxu? Could it be that I did something wrong and angered Yang Shaozai?"

Yang Ziqian couldn't figure it out. In his opinion, Yang Shaozai was his backer and he should be protected.

If this matter is not handled well, everything will be over!

Yang Ziqian stood up, walked around the hall, and said to himself: "No, I have to meet him in person."

He clapped his hands lightly, and a maid who bowed her head came in.

"Go and call Tuo Junjing!"

After a while, Tuo Junjing rushed over, and before he had time to say hello, Yang Ziqian had already said: "General Tuo, you will immediately lead your own troops to reinforce the Yalu River, prepare fortifications, and fight a few battles with the golden soldiers of Tokyo Prefecture."

"I will personally lead the people to Songzhou."

Tuo Junjing was startled and terrified, wondering: "Why is this?"

Yang Ziqian fell to his feet and sighed: "If there is any delay, I will die without a place to die!" div

Chapter 725 Sigh

In Dading Mansion, in the hall where the fire pit was crackling and burning, Wanyan Loushi and his Jurchen guards were sitting around eating.

The Jurchen hunters who have just risen have not developed a taste for eating and drinking.All of them bared their teeth and wolfed down the bloody food.

There was an unpleasant chewing sound in the hall, coupled with the smell of half-cooked food, and the stench of these Jurchen hunters who hardly knew how to take a bath, those who could eat were all ruthless people.

During more than a year in Huining Mansion, the food and wine, and the servants' service have worn away a lot of sharp and fierce aura.

Now that the war is getting tighter, it seems that they are all back.There was a sound of heavy footsteps, and a thick Jurchen general strode in. It was Ba Lisu, one of Zong Han's former descendants of Muke.

"Lou Shi, we have assembled and are waiting for your order."

Lou Shi nodded and greeted, "Sit down and eat!"

Ba Lisu was not polite to him, a bodyguard stepped aside, and he sat down and grabbed a piece of meat and ate it.

Lou Shi's eyes turned cold, and he said, "This time the emperor issued an order not to entangle with the barbarians of Song Dynasty any more. All our Jurchen sons will risk their lives to fight for the old patriarch again."

The Tartars present all looked excited. To them, the situation of these few years was like a big dream in Spring and Autumn.

First, he laid down a large area of ​​territory from the bitter cold land, and then enjoyed it in the rich and noble nest of the Liao people.

Immediately, the nobles fought and clamored to go south to attack the Song Dynasty, but they lost their halberds three times.