The end of June passed, one day in July, in the northwest direction of the Bohai Sea, the lights burned at night in a simple palace. In front of the square-headed wooden table not far from the head, a man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, wide mouth and square nose sat upright and majestic, listening to the powerful and powerful old man named Wanyan Aguda in front of him.

"…In the second year of Tianqing in the Liao Dynasty, Yelu Yanxi asked me to bend the backbone of Wanyan's tribe to offer him happiness. It's such a joke..."

Before the Jin Dynasty, the Jurchens were originally loose and weak independent tribes, struggling hard in food and cold, and often lived a life worse than slaves in the hunting activities of the Liao people like "beating the Jurchens". In the second year of Tianqing, Emperor Tianzuo asked all the Jurchen chiefs to dance for him, but the only old man refused. The second year he decisively raised an army to conquer Ningjiangzhou with more than 2,000 people, and slowly accumulated more than 3,700 people.

Wanyan Aguda stood up, his figure standing in front of the young man like an insurmountable mountain, "Zong Wang, remember! My real man is just a pack of wolfs running on the earth. My Wanyan family is the wolf king of the pack. Wanyan's tribe, no matter where, no matter where, the backbone cannot bend."

In the solemn atmosphere, the old man was quietly thinking about something and closed his eyes.

He fought and fought all his life, with all the bent knees of Jurchens, stood up and broke out of the deep mountain, went out of Hedian to fight 3,000 to fight 100,000, and then defended Bu Dagang to fight 20,000 to 700,000. This was the most glorious moment in Wanyan's life, and used his straight backbone to beat the backbone of another nation.

In a terrible silence.

"The country in the west, the country that once weighed on us, is about to finish its road and is coming to an end!" At one moment, Wanyan Aguda opened his eyes again, full of wolf smoke spirit.

"Father"

Wanyan Zongwang stood up and clasped his fists: "Today, news came from Wushu. He found a group of southerners heading north in rags. It was probably from Wuchao on the other side of the Bohai Sea to submit the alliance."

"Let Wushu find them, don't send them to me. Tell those Wu Dynasty people that the Jin Dynasty is willing to communicate with Wu Dynasty and jointly send Liao together. Let them make an appointment for a time and do it." Wanyan Aguda said these words expressionlessly, with a normal tone.

I saw my son still standing there and wanting to speak but stopping.

The old man showed a loving smile and waved his hand and said, "The Liao Kingdom has retreated step by step, and many lands have been captured. It does not require the help of the military. I agree to the alliance to attack. However, for the sake of asking them to fight first and see if they are powerful. Before you come, a Liao Kingdom general from Gao Yongchang launched a rebellion and asked us for help. Just in time, I asked Olu and Jamu to lead the army."

"Save someone?"

"Of course not."

The old man's eyes flashed with wolfish light under the candlelight, "Eat together"

The sound is simple, but it is truly awe-inspiring like a tiger.

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A few days later, several people traveling through the mountains and fields finally welcomed living people, but it was a murderous scout unit. Among these mountains and rivers, there is no army in this era that really competes with such scouts who hunt and survive from the black waters of the white mountains and mountains.

Ma Zheng and Wei Jinzhong, who were disheveled, chose to give up resistance as soon as possible.

As a weak scholar, he could not defeat these Jurchen scouts. Wei Jinzhong could naturally judge whether he could continue to survive in this environment even though he killed several people.

The scouts who came over spoke the Jurchen language, and then asked someone to take away all their weapons, tie them up with ropes, and lead them toward a place outside the vast mountains or the city.

The feet were standing on the hard frozen soil, and it was cold.

"What should I do?" Ma Zheng's face was distorted with fear. He could no longer see the majesty he had in him. Now all he left was hope to survive, and he still couldn't bear it.

Wei Jinzhong looked at the road with a dazed expression, but his eyes remained clear and crazy. He spoke in the cracks of his teeth: "If we didn't kill us, there was hope. It should be the big man who took us to meet them. The other party could easily find us, which means that he had been following us for many days, and the Jurchens... it was indeed a bit amazing..."

Crack

With a whip, a blood mark suddenly appeared on Wei Jinzhong's face. The scout leader on the horse's back in front cursed angrily, then laughed and said a few words to the Jurchen scout beside him, and used his fingers to ban Wei Jinzhong's voice.

"Mr. Wei... on your face..."

Wei Jinzhong Yu Guang glanced at Ma Zheng coldly and scolded softly: "Don't talk!"

Afterwards, their eyes continued to keep a close eye on the road and followed the scouts step by step. After the sun gradually turned west, they arrived at a popular place, where there was a county town, and there were some dark red blood stains and burning traces on the city walls, indicating that a war broke out here soon.

There was still a smell of blood in the air.

Now in the afternoon, at sunset, they did not enter the city, but went to the Bingzhai. Some buildings here have been demolished and transported away. It seems that there is no longer any military service here. There are many people lying at the gate of the village, most of whom are women, half-naked and curled and motionless, and their bodies are dirty. When Wei Jinzhong walked over from the side, he could smell an indescribable stench. Occasionally, some of them were still conscious. He moaned a few times and his hands subconsciously reached over.

Wei Jinzhong naturally knew what these women were like. He kicked the stretched hand back with a little disgustedness. Perhaps the force was a little heavy. The hand was trembling with a painful voice mixed with some crying wails, and it was heard. Not long after, a few Jurchen soldiers came over and dragged them away one by one and threw them to the side of the road.

If no one takes care of you, you won't live tonight.

After the Wu Dynasty's envoy team entered, Ma Zheng sorted out his disguise. Even though the robe was dirty, at least he would look much more energetic. However, he could only be energetic for a while. When he entered the handsome tent, his legs couldn't help but sway.

The man sitting upright in front of the handsome desk was very young, at least smaller than Wei Jinzhong in his twenties, but the fanatic aura emanated from his eyes.

The man in this tent was named Wanyan Zongbi, and his Jurchen name was Wushu, which was later Jin Wushu. After the founding of the Kingdom of Jin, the wars against Liao were frequent. Wanyan Zongbi's half-brother Zong Jun, Zong Gan, Zong Wang, and Zong Fu were all important generals of the Jin army. They were brave and good at fighting, which naturally had a strong influence on him.

After receiving a letter from Wanyan Aguda and knowing the intentions of his father and brother, he did not make things difficult for Ma Zheng, Wei Jinzhong and others, because it was very beneficial for him and the Jin Kingdom behind him to understand the military power of the Wu Dynasty as soon as possible.

"Go back and tell the Emperor of Wu Dynasty that the Emperor of Jin Dynasty is willing to make an alliance with you. You can send troops at any time, and we will respond immediately, otherwise whoever captures it will belong to whom. This is what I meant by bringing my father. The envoy of Wu Dynasty is willing to think about it quickly. Let's go back and tell you the Emperor. This wolf of Liao Dynasty has not left much time for it, and a new king has been born."

Wanyan Zongbi’s Chinese words were not good, but he also conveyed the original story. After saying this, he did not explain it to Ma Zheng and others. He wrote and painted it and handed the letter of the alliance to the other party, which was to send them a night in the military camp and give them a boat back after dawn tomorrow.

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The wind swept the light of summer, the army rolled up restless killing, and the smoke and dust left. On the side of the road, several people walking in tattered manner were like abandoned puppies, feeling at a loss.

The body of the woman who had frozen to death by the roadside was already stiff, dragging it out for more than ten meters, pale.

The wild dog whimpered, staring at him greedily, wandering.

"It's all that to make friends? This northern savage... may not take my dynasty seriously!" Ma Zheng shouted and cursed. The next moment he saw the female corpse staring at him with her eyes staring at him, timidly smacking her lips, and brushing her sleeves towards the only pier.

"Master Ma."

Suddenly, Wei Jinzhong called him.

"What's the matter? Let's go quickly. I don't want to stay here for a moment. It's extremely barbaric. I want to explain the attitude of the Jin people to His Majesty one by one. Cai Xiang clearly said."

Ma Zheng shouted, turned around and still cursed.

But, the next second, the Tianfu sword was raised and chopped down.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The expression of horror was frozen on his face, the body shaking, and it fell into the pile of female corpses with its face close to each other.

"If you have such a great contribution, will our family go to waste? We will suffer so much sin in vain?" Wei Jinzhong picked up the letter of the letter submitted the covenant and put it in his arms.

His eyes swept at the other entourage members who were so scared that they forgot to escape.

Wei Jinzhong sneered and raised his arm to walk over, "Do you know, only dead people will shut up forever, our family can only kill you."

The body was revealed, and the letter of state carrying the covenant left the dock and headed towards the Wu Dynasty. On that day, the Northern Expedition army had already headed for Yanmen Pass.
Chapter completed!