Chapter three hundred and eighteen the omen of anger
In mid-February of Xinghe, north of the Yellow River, the Jurchens' soldiers rolled in, and launched an offensive in a row, breaking through Xinzhou, Daming Prefecture, Hejian Prefecture, and enter the central area of Ji, Nan and Dongping. After leaving Xinzhou, Wanyan Xiyi, the Western Route Army, massacred the people all the way, vaguely driving the Taiyuan trend.
All this came too suddenly. Even if Bai Ning did a lot of work in advance and warned the emperor in Gao Jinluan Palace that it was too fast for everyone.
Almost no one was ready for war. In the rear, at this moment, there were still people in Bianliang who were quarreling and dragging their backs. It was probably some things before the war, including soldiers, food, armor, armor, weapons, etc.
Bianliang, in the Golden Palace.
The sunset shines on the glass roof of the palace. Some people are talking, some are interrupting, interrupting, and challenging. If these people's clothes are removed and the same environment, what is the difference between them and Caishikou?
"…Who is the commander of the Eastern Route Army? Tong Guan gave the army to whom he commanded... The number of people is almost the same. He ran away after a battle. I want to kill his head!"
In the Longting, Zhao Ji pressed the memorial on the table and angrily scolded Cai Jing. "Your Majesty, now it is not a question of who to pursue, but how to resist the Jurchen advancement. At present, according to the opponent's speed, you may attack the Yellow River at the end of this month and face Bianliang."
The emperor took a deep breath, calmed down and sat back on the dragon throne, his eyes regained seriousness, "Send the order and tell those generals who still have little thoughts in their hearts that no matter what method is used, they must nail the Jurchens to the north of the Yellow River. Since there is already rotten, they will fight there and cannot let them harm the important areas of the capital."
"Your Majesty, the army is already mobilizing."
Cai Jing, who also looked serious, said, "Wuwei, Wusheng, Wu Rui and other three armies are on standby north of the Beihe River, preparing to intercept Wanyan Zongwang of the Jin people's Eastern Route Army. If the Jingdong Route Army who retreated to attack Liao, there will be nearly 300,000 people..."
"Not enough...I'm worried that it's not enough..."
Cai Jing lowered his eyebrows and looked at him. He probably thought that Zhao Ji had no confidence, so he spoke: "That's better, let the Western Army of Zhong come over. He fought with Xixia for many years, and the troops under his command should not be weaker than the Jurchens."
"Western Army..." Zhao Ji frowned, then shook his head, with a sense of fear.
The court fell into silence again.
The gate of the Chugong Hall opened, and Cai Jing came out alone away from the crowd, thinking about some things, and the sunset reflected the shadow. He stood up for a while and sighed. Now he could only support the fight against the Jurchens, but he, the prime minister of the Wu Dynasty, knew clearly what the foundation of the Wu Dynasty army was, and it only increased his life.
After leaving the palace gate, he had just gotten into the carriage and had not yet left, someone came over and knocked. He lifted the curtain and asked softly, "Do you have any clues?"
The person who came over there was the chief chief of the Ministry of Justice to determine the right and wrong. Since he was dismissed from the admiral of the East Factory all day long, he mentioned this position and was arranged by Cai Jing to do another thing.
"No... Cai Xiang may have thought it a little bit. After all, the Admiral Bai Ning is also a member of my Wu Dynasty. He should not do such a thing as robbing and killing the envoy..."
"You are too young and have not experienced the methods of Bai Ning's eunuch..." The curtain was lowered, and Cai Jing asked the driver to leave.
Looking at the carriage that was leaving, he stood silently in the spotlight. He had never contacted the admiral, but he still remembered what Chief Cheng said to him when he left office.
"Don't have any interaction with him, don't believe him, that person is a poisonous snake."
He held a knife and then touched his chest, where there was a broken flag stained with blood.
"yes…"
He tightened his robe on his chest and murmured, "I can't afford to offend him... I'd better not mess with him."
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At this time, more than a hundred miles away from Tai., tens of thousands of Wucha civilians were captured by the Jurchen army chasing the chasing. The horse team and infantry team led a group of civilians to drive forward. The supervised Jurchen soldiers rode their horses through the crowd, beating the slow-walking civilians. Sometimes they would see a woman with a good appearance and drag it out and do the same thing on the side of the road in front of tens of thousands of people. If someone stopped him, they would slash him with one knife.
In such a dark and humble prisoner, amid the crying sounds, it is like a huge flock of cattle and sheep that is still slaughtered by people. No matter how noble the officials, the rich gentry, the white-haired old men, the young children, and the babies in the cradle, they are tied up by ropes, making extremely miserable crying.
In the setting sun, Wanyan Xiyi rode on the horse, but frowned and listened to the scout's report. Within a day, nearly seventy or eighty scouts sent out were missing, and they had not even seen their bodies.
"Is it possible that the Wu Dynasty people are not good, but the jackals, tigers and leopards in the mountains are powerful?" The marshal of Jin, who was well acquainted with the Han military books, showed a playful look at this time.
"Since a group of jumping clowns want to play such a game with old hunters in the deep mountains, I'm a little interested." When he said this, he picked up the corner of his mouth, smiled elegantly, and then his eyes flashed fiercely.
"This group of people just want to lead me over to relieve the danger of Tai. Yuan Bingjian. If he encounters Zong Han, he will fall into his urn. He will send orders and send scouts to lure them to attack again. Then he asked Aliqi to send someone to chase him and see what gifts they have prepared."
The scout left, and the distant mountains were in their sight.
Wanyan Xiyi threw away the previous events and led the army to drive away the people of Wuchao to continue to fight to Taiyuan. He heard that there was a great marshal of the Wuchao, a eunuch who had experienced many battles.
He just wanted to go and have a while.
But an hour later, he received something that made people smile, and the marshal left the city and ran away.
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When I received this news, it was not only Wanyan Xiyi, but also Bai Ning, who was not far from Tai and Yuan.
Gao Muen still looked at the information on the note heartlessly: "This Tong Guan was scared out of courage... I guess the real woman was scared to pee her pants."
"It's the Jurchen!" Jin Jiu corrected him.
At the same time, everyone looked at Bai Ning. After all, there was no one behind. However, Tong Guan, who was supposed to build a second line of defense, calmly moved in and ran to Bianliang. This means that they have become a team of alone troops.
It's still a team with very few people.
"This guy..." Bai Ning closed his eyes and opened it for a moment. His voice had never felt cold before. "Here you come, kill another general. At that time, I will retreat to Bianliang quickly and let's take over the city and defend it."
After saying this, he walked to the river and looked at the corpses of Jurchen scouts arranged on the river bank. He took out the poisonous powder and sprinkled it on his sleeve.
Chapter completed!