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Volume One: Yanyun Chaos Volume Two: Bianliang Mistake Chapter 274: Rivers and Mountains Look at Me

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    The heavy snowfall overnight has stopped.  "And in a corner of the vast snowfield outside Yingzhou City, there were densely packed people and horses, scattered and scattered.  The ground was covered with battle scars and blood, dying men and horses were squirming and struggling in the snow, and horses that had lost their owners were wailing and wandering alone in the snowy fields.  The air was still filled with the smell of blood, and the screams and shouts of the fierce fighting just now seemed to be ringing in my ears, but this fighting had suddenly stopped.  The reason is that the Jurchen army in Yingzhou, the supreme commander Yin Shuke, has already captured the Jurchen army alive for this Southern Dynasty army!  Hundreds of Jurchen armored cavalry stopped at a loss, looking at their generals who were seeking to defeat them, and those generals who were seeking to defeat them were equally at a loss as they looked at Yin Shuke, who was clamped under Yue Fei's arm.  The Jurchen soldiers and horses of the Song Army mingled with each other on the battlefield. The Song Army athletes who survived the disaster were breathing heavily. They were scarred and had no strength to fight anymore.  As for these Jurchen armored cavalry, even if the Song Army athletes were poking beside them, none of them handed over their weapons.  All this is because of the Jurchen tribe¡¯s military system.  After the death of the strongman Wanyan Aguda, the Jurchens themselves split into two political groups, the West Route Army and the East Route Army.  The East Route Army is the direct lineage of Wanyan Jurchen and has more orthodox elements, while the West Route Army has a slightly looser blood relationship. For example, Zong Han is the Prime Minister of the country after the reform.  Within the East Route Army and the West Route Army, each military general also has its own basic strength.  Each has its own plans and defeats, and each has its own openings.  After the battle, grabbing the spoils of war and grabbing the lives can also make one's eyes red.  ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????In real history, after the Jurchen Eastern and Western Route armies destroyed the Song Dynasty, they each had their own territory and military strength.  Each even has its own puppet warlord of the Han nationality!  Both sides fight.  It's also a bloody fight to the death.  Until the degree of Chineseization is deeper.  After many outstanding figures from the Wanyan family died, the rule gradually stabilized.  At this time, for these Jurchen army officers and soldiers who were trying to defeat each other, it was not so much that they were loyal to the Jurchen Wanyan Wu Qingbuye, but rather that they were loyal to the nobles who were closer to each other.  When one is prosperous, both are prosperous; when one is lost, both are harmed.  Yin Shuke is a small group that has been recruited by Yin Shuke in the past few years.  Relying on the position of being able to be reused in front of Zong Han with silver skills, such a situation gradually developed.  Because of Yin Shuke's status and ability, this small group can achieve its current status, which can barely compete with those groups with more established Wanyan Jurchen origins. ?????????????????? And if Yin Shu really died in battle, this small group formed by relying on three points of luck, the Wanyan nobles from various families would naturally attack them without hesitation.  Yin Shuke's confidants used military methods to kill him to avoid future troubles.  Each plot was divided among these nobles.  The wives and children of the dead soldiers no longer have their own family to take care of them.  From now on, we fight the hardest battle and divide the smallest spoils.  In front of Zong Han, no one will stand up for them anymore!  So when Yin Shuke was in danger, these Jurchen army soldiers would either fight to the death in front of Yin Shuke, or risk their lives to come to the rescue.  In the large Jurchen tribe.  At this moment, Yin Shu is the most important and indispensable figure in their group!  This is a southern army and horse.  The strength really exceeded their expectations.  Even if he exerted all his strength and fought for so many lives, he still missed a step, and Yin Shuke was actually captured and dismounted alive! ?????????? If Yin Shu can die in battle, there won¡¯t be so many troubles.  Everyone is fighting to the death.  Kill all these southerners, hoping that this achievement can earn Zong Han's favor, at least not to affect their own plans to conquer their families.  But now that Silver Technique is still alive, these Jurchen Armored Riders don¡¯t know what to do.  If we press forward again, can we really force these southerners to kill Yin Shuke, and then everyone will fight to the death?  Or, to a greater extent, I was so shocked that I didn¡¯t know what to do.  Since the Jurchens raised their troops, they have destroyed the city and destroyed the country, and they have never moved forward.  Often, the inferior force forces the enemy to collapse, and then they, the Jurchen men, fight indiscriminately, beheading generals and seizing the flag.  At some point, it was reversed. There were less than a hundred cavalry from the south, roaring back and forth among the thousands of troops. If they said they could break the camp, they would break it.  Is it possible?  Countless pairs of blank eyes looked at Yin Shuke, who was held under Yue Fei's arm.  Even though the general is already in the enemy's hands, the Jurchen Armored Cavalry, which now has no fighting spirit, is still habitually waiting for him to make the final decision!  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  On the road of blood, leaving countless corpses of Jurchen armored knights behind, they rushed all the way to the silver magic recognition flag, completing this near-impossible miraculous victory.  Yue Fei and the other three were breathing heavily at this moment.  Even with Yue Fei, Yang Zaixing and Yang De, there is no such powerful figure in the world.  At this time, I just feel that my clothes are soaked with sweat and my bones and tendons are tender.My heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to burst out of my chest.  With corpses all around him, Yang Zaixing and Yang De stepped down to defend him with two men. Yue Fei stood on his own horse, holding a silver skill, and the cold wind blew his red tassel high.  Hope it is like a god.  Yue Fei panted heavily for a while, and finally regained his composure a little. He still held Yin Shuke tightly with his left arm, and his eyes swept around like lightning.  Looking at his subordinates, there are only twenty or thirty of them who can stand upright now. The other subordinates, whether they are elites who followed him for hundreds of miles to cover up the attack, or those good guys who survived the disaster at Longshou Village.  At this time, most of them had already buried their bones in the vast snowfield, fighting until their last breath.  Guo Rong was standing on one side of the horse from a distance. From her side, it was still barely forming an array.  Guo Rong still had her swords across her chest, her short hair flying, and her big eyes still scanning the surroundings vigilantly, as if she was still ready to fight.  Tang Huai took thirteen steps to defend him. Tang Huai's right hand was dripping with blood, and his little eyes were shining brightly.  Surrounding the three of them, there were dozens of Song army soldiers named Guo Rong and others who had come to protect them. Their swords and armor were all broken, but they still managed to stand tall.  Around them, there were also dozens of Jurchen Tatar human and horse corpses! ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Seeing that among the men under my command, there are only so many left.  Yue Fei's heart tightened.  Just be prepared to give orders loudly.  All retreated southward.  I have this silver skill between my back and my back.     Just at this time.  Yin Shu, who was tightly clamped by Yue Fei, struggled hard.  Yue Fei only thought that this Jurchen Tatar general was still determined to escape, and he was ready to give this guy a hard blow as long as he had one breath left.  Unexpectedly, this Jurchen Tatar general just struggled to say one sentence: "I will let you go, and you will let me live!" What he said was exactly Chinese, with stilted mistakes and omissions, even worse than Thirteen's Chinese.  At this time, I couldn't hear it more clearly.  Yue Fei's left arm suddenly lost all strength.  Yin Shuke took the opportunity to speak again loudly, but it was still the same words.  "I let you go. You let me live!" The voice was so loud that Yang Zaixing and Yang were startled in front of Yue Fei's horse, looking at Yin Shuke under Yue Fei's armpit who was trying his best to raise his head.  Yang Zaixing sneered even more: "What a worthless bird! Fortunately, I didn't kill you, a thief, and didn't dirty my big gun!"  I learned it after the First World War.  After returning from the disastrous defeat in the First World War in Yandi, Yin Shuke recruited a Liao official who was proficient in Jurchen and Chinese as a servant in Datong Mansion in Xijing.  I spent a lot of time learning Chinese.  Don't forget to read that Yan Xiyin, a rare person among Jurchens who is rich in literature but not in quality, has even begun to collect arty antiques of Southern Dynasties calligraphy and painting. When it comes to Chinese proficiency, he is far behind the silver art.  After studying hard for more than half a year, he is very determined and dedicated to everything he does.  Now my Chinese level has reached a level where I can understand Chinese with a northern accent from the Southern Dynasties.  I can barely speak, and I can even recognize five to six hundred Chinese characters!  Yang Zaixing¡¯s sarcastic words.  Yin Shu could hear it clearly, but he didn't care at all.  I just tried my best to raise my head and desperately wanted to shout these words louder!  Yue Fei was startled for a moment and said hello: "Yang De, pick it up!" Yang De was also panting beside Yue Fei's horse. Until now, he had been fighting by stepping down and followed him to fight. He also didn't pull a step forward and rushed to the front.  There are at least seven or eight Jurchen armored riders under his command.  The two layers of cowhide tent on his body were torn to pieces by all kinds of weapons.  There was a wound on the shoulder from the horse's throat, and blood had seeped out and stained the two layers of the cowhide tent red.  Hearing Yue Fei's order, Yang De stood up straight silently, and Yue Fei casually handed over the silver magic key.  Yang De took it with a harmless right hand.  I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s from the experience of being a servant of the Liao people and catching rabbits in the wild.  Yang De lifted the back of Yin Shuke's neck with his fan-like palms, and with a single movement he lifted nearly two hundred kilograms of Yin Shuke with armor and body in mid-air, almost face to face with Yue Fei who was riding a horse.  The strength of Yang De's hand was neither too strong nor too weak. It pinched Yin Shuke enough that his eyes were black, his breathing was difficult, and he couldn't struggle at all, but it didn't strangle him to death.  Yang De is nearly two meters tall, with long hands and long legs.  Although Yin Shuke is stout, he is not very tall, at most 1.68 meters tall.  Because Yang De mentioned it like this, his hands and feet were stuck in the air. He was really embarrassed!  Countless pairs of eyes were focused on him, including those from the Jurchen and Song dynasties.  Seeing this scene, the Jurchen Jiaqiu was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die.  But the soldiers of the Song Army couldn't help but let out a cheer!  Yang Zaixing could see it most clearly from the side.  Yang De was so prominent that it made Yang Zaixing jealous to the heavens.  The idea of ????turning back to find this good guy to fight again became strong.  But then I thought again, during the fight, this hard goods helped the young master to some extent.  If he turned around and humiliated him in front of everyone, he would be beaten black and blue.  I can¡¯t help but let others say behind my back that I¡¯m not particular about it, brotherIt is said that behind this skillful silver skill there is an even bigger Tatar leader Zonghan.  In the future, there will always be a battle, and when the time comes, the young master will be right and simply ride out of the battle alone, knocking over the bird Zonghan before everyone else.  Are you still afraid that I will not unite with General Yue and become invincible in the army?  Let¡¯s see how this talented guy can steal the limelight from me again?  Just after the fight, Yang Zaixing's wishful thinking was shattered.  Such a brutal fight just now seemed to him to be far from enough.  Still obsessed with becoming Yang Wudi who is praised by everyone in the army.  But at least he has made some progress, and he is reluctantly willing to share this invincible title with General Yue.  How did Yue Fei know that such a move of his would immediately make Yang Zaixing's mind widen and he would think of a place where he disappeared.  He just looked coldly at the blood-red eyes of Yin Shuke in front of him, and pointed at the Jurchen Armored Cavalry not far away: "Then let the Tatars under your command spread out! Get out of the way to the south!"  Yin Shuke was hanging in the air, his neck being pinched by a palm like a cattail leaf fan.  Every gasp.  They have to use all their strength in their lives.  The veins are swollen.  The deep scar left by Xiao Yan on his face.  It has also been twisted to the extreme.  In such an embarrassing situation, Yin Shuke seemed to be able to clearly feel every gaze that fell on him.  The southerners scorned and ridiculed, but my son was humiliated, humiliated and angry to the extreme!  On a normal day, Yin Shu would rather die a hundred times than face such a look from his subordinate!  But at this time, Yin Shuke only had the thought of revenge in the future.  Just do your best to survive and use tens of thousands of people.  One hundred thousand people, one million southerners lost their lives to wash away the thought of today's shame!  As soon as Yue Fei finished speaking, he shouted an order in Jurchen dialect at the top of his lungs: "Everyone retreat a hundred steps to the north! Let go of the south road!" Hundreds of Jurchen armored cavalry scattered everywhere couldn't help but let out a loud roar!  How could these Jurchen warriors, who fought hundreds of battles with hundreds of gods and developed enough arrogance in the war to destroy the Liao Dynasty, imagine that the noble people they followed and died for could actually issue such an order without hesitation, just to protect him?  Your own life?  Dozens of Jurchen warriors.  Already blushing, he stretched out his hand to lift the weapon again.  I will step on the horse's belly hard and fight to the death with these southerners.  It's nothing more than silver skills that can kill us in battle, and we can all be killed by Zong Han's marching skills.  How could one suffer such humiliation?  Yin Shuke seemed to have anticipated what his subordinates were thinking. Under Yang De's palm-like palm, he tried his best to suck more cold air into his lungs, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "They are all born and died with a certain family.  Good brother, please trust me one more time! Move back to the north and clear the way!" The Jurchen army soldiers' hands stopped on their respective swords, and they looked at each other and looked at the leaders.  Those Muke were all covered in blood, and they all took the lead and went through a hard fight before they rushed to a distance of only a few dozen steps away from Yin Shu.  But these dozens of steps away, to these Jurchen armored knights, it's a world away!  Every leader has a distorted face.  His eyes seemed to be spitting out fire.  Every one of his teeth was clenching.  Turning around and looking around, those southerners were surrounded by heavy armor and cavalry, even though their swords and armor were broken.  But they all raised their heads, clenched the weapons in their hands with disdain, and looked into their ferocious eyes without giving in.  The cold wind passed by, and sparks seemed to fly out when the two sides' eyes met.  Bird Tatar, if you are not convinced, just come!  The expressions on the faces of these leaders changed, and I don¡¯t know how much they were thinking about.  In the end, he still let go of the weapon in his hand dejectedly.  They are all skilled in silver and have been promoted along the way. They can lead the army and fight with silver skills, and they are not arrogant or arrogant in their actions.  But whatever he is asked to do by his subordinates, he must do it first.  Rewards and punishments are always fair.  If Yin Shu Ke could not lead them to fight hard and win in front of Zong Han, how could they, who were descendants of a small tribe, and even people who were slaves of the Wanyan family, be where they are today?  There is another thought that none of these murderers can express.  After today's disastrous defeat, Zong Han will definitely pursue the case.  Yin Shu can be alive, which is better than dead.  If Yin Shu could suppress this matter in front of Zong Han, his power would not be greatly affected.  As a general under his command, he would naturally not suffer too much misfortune.  If Yin Shuke couldn't withstand it and Zong Han became furious, then Yin Shuke would be held responsible first, so that everyone would not lose their lives.  Since Yin Shu can give orders, let¡¯s just listen for the last time!  Several generals who had defeated the generals released their swords dejectedly, and called on their subordinates to gather together and retreat slowly to the north.  Never look at those southerners again.  The general was like this, and the Jurchen armored cavalry all lowered their heads and followed the group in despair.  The war horse under his crotch seemed to be infected by this atmosphere, and the neighing sound stopped.  Every step was heavy.  Hundreds of Jurchen armored riders?It recedes like the tide.  And those remaining soldiers of the Song Army are like rocks, still standing dangerously after the tide recedes!  Several Jurchen armored riders fell at the end and looked around blankly.  The ground was littered with the corpses of soldiers from his own clan, with a few war horses still bowing their heads to the corpse of their master.  And those southern warriors finally stood on the battlefield, looking at them coldly.  A Jurchen armored knight suddenly picked up a spear and smashed his leg into two pieces.  Then he cried loudly, and galloped away without caring about the direction.  Between the vast white sky and earth, only the Jurchen armored knight's howling like a wounded beast could be heard echoing!  ??Yin Shu can grit his teeth tightly.  Then a soft click was heard.  He actually broke a tooth!  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Jurchen Armored Cavalry was dejected  He quietly withdrew from this battlefield.  Song soldiers who survived the disaster.  Then it became loose.  Without waiting for Yue Fei's order, they all gathered up their horses and turned over piles of corpses in the red-stained snowfield.  See if any of your brothers can breathe.  Before the Jurchen Armored Cavalry could move away, Thirteen followed Guo Rong tightly, his muscles all tense, ready to fight again at any time.  When these Jurchen Tatars retreated, Thirteen immediately ran out regardless and rushed straight to the place where Tian Qiong had just fallen.  There are also corpses of people and horses everywhere.  There was another brief and cruel fight here just now.  Looking at the past, where can I still see Tian Qiong?  Thirteen couldn't help shouting, with a cry in his voice: "Grandpa! Grandpa!" The shouts echoed in the snowy field, but where could Tian Qiong's response be heard?  Thirteen looked around blankly, then suddenly went crazy and rummaged through the pile of corpses.  After finding several horse corpses, they saw Tian Qiong leaning on one of the horse corpses. Blood flowed from the wounds on his shoulders and back, dyeing the horse corpse's abdomen red and freezing it into ice.  But Tian Qiong leaned on the horse and made no sound.  He held an armor-piercing feather arrow tightly in his hand.  The body of a Jurchen armored rider lay at his feet.  The armor-piercing feather arrow was inserted into the eye socket of the Jurchen armored knight.  When Tian Qiong took the initiative to hide here.  He even fought to the death with a fallen Jurchen armored knight!  Thirteen rushed over and shook Tian Qiong desperately.  I wanted to shout something, but I couldn't.  This sixteen-year-old little Xinu came from a very poor background, without a father or a mother. He has never had a good life since he can remember.  Since the age of thirteen, he has been struggling to survive in a series of bloody battles.  But I have never been afraid, and I have never cried.  From the very beginning, Thirteen had no expectations for this world.  No matter what kind of treatment he encounters, he always just smiles.  This thief God, do you expect him to show any mercy?  But at this moment, the great fear gripped his heart and choked his throat, making him unable to breathe!  ¡°Grandpa, grandpa.  I just feel that my life is not so mean. These days are not all life-and-death struggles. I feel that there is still some warmth in the world. I feel that I can do something  Can't move anymore?  Suddenly Thirteen felt a hand pressing his shoulder, and Thirteen suddenly jumped up with a sword in his hand.  The small eyes flashed fiercely, like a ferocious beast.  Turn around and stab with your sword!  The sword suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the person standing in front of Shisan was Guo Rong.  Guo Rong gently waved away Shisan¡¯s dagger that was parked there.  Take off the wine gourds around your waist¡ªfor this breakout, everyone is carrying two gourds.  One holds kerosene and the other spirits.  Oil was used to break down the camp and set fire to it, and wine was used to heal wounds and keep warm.  Both gourds were wrapped in sheepskin covers to keep warm.  This standard equipment Guo Rong is no exception.  She squatted down and lifted Tian Qiong's armor without saying a word, revealing the deep wounds on her shoulders and back.  Guo Rong took off the stopper of the gourd. Fortunately, the strong liquor had not yet caused frostbite. Then she poured half the gourd of strong liquor on Tian Qiong's wound!  Tian Qiong¡¯s stiff body shook violently, and then he heard a groan of pain!  Thirteen, who was watching Guo Rong¡¯s movements blankly, finally reacted as if struck by lightning.  At this time, tears were pouring down his face like a waterfall, and a lot of snot was dripping from his nose.  Crying, he threw himself down in the snow, hurriedly took off the gourd he was carrying, and poured the wine into Tian Qiong's stiff teeth with all his strength!  Grandpa, you have to hold on!  After drinking an unknown amount of strong liquor, Tian Qiong's stiff teeth loosened and he slowly opened his eyes.  Looking at Thirteen, whose face was full of snot and tears, he choked and said softly: "Straight bitch, the Lord of Hell won't accept it" Thirteen whimpered, the little killer who was as fierce as a cheetah in the fight just now  God, at this moment, his whole body was so weak that he had no strength, and he couldn't even stand up.  Tang Huai has also been working with Guo Rong and ShiLooking at everything in front of him in silence, Thirteen cried so hard that his face was full of tears and his nose was filled with tears, and he didn't know what to do.  However, Guo Rong quickly helped Tian Qiong wrap up his wounds, and then took off the cloak behind him to wrap him up for warmth.  Tang Huai stepped forward silently, picked up Tian Qiong on his back with a roar, and went to find a horse to carry him.  Thirteen struggled several times before standing up from the snow.  Suddenly there was a cheer.  He rushed to catch up and surpass him.  In the blink of an eye, I don¡¯t know how he found it, but he actually brought three empty horses!  On the battlefield, the soldiers of the Song Army were all wrapping themselves around each other, taking care of each other, and leading their horses to place the injured.  Although hundreds of Jurchen Tatars were silently watching not far away from the north, their armor was strong and their weapons were like a forest.  But the soldiers of the Song Army regarded it as nothing.  From time to time, low voices of talking and laughing could be heard on this battlefield.  The fighting was fierce and the enemy was powerful.  But as long as you are with Pao Ze, and as long as the banner of the Shenwu Ever-Victorious Army set up by King Yan himself does not fall, what do you have to fear?  Although carrying dozens of injured people and going deep into the mountains, we don¡¯t know how much drag we will suffer.  I don¡¯t know if I can break through the interception and get rid of the pursuers.  But now that Shenwu's ever-victorious army has been formed, starting from King Yan, he has never given up on his brothers!  Guo Rong stood on the spot holding the handle of the knife, watching Shisan circling around Tian Qiong in a hurry.  Watching dozens of athletes who had survived the disaster, they were carelessly cleaning up everything.  Seeing Yang De holding the silver skill, he stood up straight.  This giant man seemed not to know what tiredness was.  Watching Yang Zaixing circling around Yin Shuke, sometimes watching the Jurchen Armor Cavalry in the distance gearing up as if they haven't had enough.  And Yue Fei rode alone.  Pressing the horse's saddle, he stood in front of his son and the Jurchen armor.  Riding the horse and walking slowly.  He stood there alone, and dozens of his subordinates felt as if they were at peace with Mount Tai.  And those hundreds of Jurchen armored knights, looking at Yue Fei riding alone in front of them, were like looking at a mountain!  Guo Rong couldn't help but shed some tears in the corners of her eyes, and wiped them away in a hurry.  Why was it not here, beside that person, that I found a trace of warmth under the power of this thief God?  Although there are many twists and turns between the two!  Only that person can drive so many heroes to fight until the end of their destiny.  Only then can God give in to this thief!  Guo Rong realized something, but after all, she still didn¡¯t know the identity of Xiao Yan¡¯s time traveler.  I don¡¯t know how heavy this thief God¡¯s power was in real history. I don¡¯t know how Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and fought to the death against how dangerous God¡¯s will was!  She just wanted Xiao Yan to be by her side at this moment.  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~ There are already seven or eight hundred Jurchen armored cavalry gathered in the snowfield, and more Cangtou are following them.  Almost all of Yin Shuke's men and horses have been gathered.  This army horse just walked north silently.  Finally, we stopped a few hundred steps away from the entrance to the mountain in the south.  Every Jurchen Army officer and soldier had a gloomy look on his face.  Although he still looks like the tough elite of the Jurchen West Route Army.  However, an experienced general could tell at a glance that the morale of this army had collapsed.  It is difficult to raise it back without considerable victory.  And the southern army and horses they saw off had already disappeared into the mountain pass after covering up the attack for hundreds of miles, meeting the defenders of Longshou Village, breaking through the camp, and capturing their general.  The only one left in front of the mountain pass was the southern general named Yue Fei.  In Gubeikou and here, they once rode a thousand horses, trampling all the strength and bravery of their Jurchens under the hooves of horses!  In front of his horse, Yin Shuke finally put it down and stood in the snow, while Yue Fei's horse was resting on his shoulders.  Yin Shuke tried his best to stand upright without losing the majesty of his Jurchen general.  But these nearly a thousand Jurchen horses, and even more gray-headed men from all tribes in the North, suppressed the infantry, and all their eyes fell on Yue Fei.  Yue Fei was too lazy to talk to Yin Shuke, so he just stood here and waited for the sound of hoofbeats of his men to go away.  The dark Jurchen horses hundreds of steps away in front of him seemed to be nothing in his eyes.  When the waiting time was almost up, Yue Fei raised his horse and knocked Yin Shuke's shoulder: "Let's go!" Even though it was to the Hulu Tatars, Yue Fei was too lazy to break his promise.  He is just a Tatar general. As long as he is in battle, he is afraid that he will not kill enough?  As long as those in higher positions dare to use good men like us to fight!  Yue Fei¡¯s emotion was missing a few words.  The person in the upper position must not only dare to let the good boys and men, who are never in short supply in the Han family, fight.  We must also make these good men willing to fight.  We should make good use of them to fight.  We must also eradicate those high-ranking people who are holding back those who are not in short supply!  Yin Shuke moved his almost frozen body and looked back at Yue Fei deeply.  He staggered towards his own military formation in the north.  Yue FeiyeThere is no rush to leave.  Anyway, he is the only one riding on it, and the horse under his hip is also a good horse. He has regained his strength, and now he is still chewing the good beans.  After becoming Grandpa Yue's mount, the original owner had long been forgotten.  With guns and horses, are these Tatars in front of you afraid they can stop Yue?  Yue Fei pulled the reins, and the horse obediently turned around and climbed up the rocks next to it.  The mountain beside the mountain pass is not too steep, and there are also Yucrack ditches washed out as roads.  This iron-blue horse from Liaodong climbed up to a large rock halfway up the mountain without any effort.  Standing on the stone, there is a vast snowfield in front of you.  Even the Tatar Huqi, who were as black as ants on the snowfield, were all motionless and did not step forward to greet Yin Shuke, who was staggering and struggling northward in the snow.  Looking further north, you will see Yingzhou City Fortress, which is the land of the Han family that has fallen into the hands of foreigners for hundreds of years.  The Liao Empire collapsed, but the Jurchen Huqi came again.  This time, we have to temporarily give up this great river and mountains.  And further north, there are yet to be seen how many fierce Jurchen cavalry are swarming southward!  Even with Yue Fei's strong will, he couldn't help but feel a little unsure at this moment.  How many troops and horses can you fight with?  Can it stop the dominant Jurchen West Route Army?  In addition to the Jurchen West Route Army, there is also an equally powerful East Route Army entrenched in front of Yandi.  And how many Han troops and horses are there that can fight?  After repeated battles with the Jurchen Tatars, Yue Fei finally understood how destructive such a barbarian cavalry could be!  But the military power of the Song Dynasty was at an unprecedented low.  The situation is far more dangerous than when the Liao people went deep into Hebei during the Tanyuan Alliance!  King Yan, King Yan, hurry up and go north.  Maybe only you can mend this crack in the sky!  If Yue is under your banner, even if he dies in battle, what will he gain?  These rivers and mountains are looking at us, and they are looking at you, King Yan!  On this side, Yin Shu can see that he is about to approach the formation of his own horse.  At this time, Yin Shu could clearly see that none of the close men and horses he had sent out were looking at him. They all raised their heads and looked at high places in the distance.  Silver skills can suddenly turn around.  ??????????????????????????????????????????????????: The Han general is riding alone, his horse is standing tall and hissing.  It¡¯s like a mountain.  The second volume of Bianliang was completed by mistake, so please look forward to the third volume of Mending the Sky.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! PS: The third volume is really the last volume It is completely unplanned Oscar will work hard to write it. Please also follow Oscar  Readers who have spent so long, please continue to support me. Readers who love this book, please give me a guaranteed monthly pass, so that this final volume will be more exciting.
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