My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 521 Little Black House, Rats Are Crazy

The dense rain of whips fell on Wanyan Wulu's body, Wang Lin was furious, and naturally he showed no mercy.

Whip the whip really, Wanyan Wulu didn't let out a scream.

Wanyan Wulu, with his black hair hanging loose, held his head high and held his chest high, not afraid of the rain of the whip, staring at Wang Lin with squinting eyes.

In the hall, the two rows of imperial guards looked strange and lowered their heads one after another.

Wang Lin couldn't laugh or cry, and suddenly lashed Wanyan Wulu heavily with a whip.

Immediately, the skin was ripped apart, and the clothes were torn apart, revealing a deep bloodstain.

Wanyan Wulu gritted his teeth tightly, traces of blood oozed from his chapped red lips.

"Come on, kill me!" Wanyan Wulu laughed wildly, his body trembling wildly.

I'll go... Wang Lin frowned, and slapped Wanyan Wulu's body with a whip, and the sound of the whip exploded.

Wang Lin thought for a while, sneered, and suddenly dropped the whip.

He really didn't believe it, he, the majestic Emperor Dayan, couldn't cure her.

Wanyan Wulu looked at Wang Lin quietly, and Wang Lin obviously saw a trace of disappointment in her eyes.

A sneer sneered at the corner of Wang Lin's mouth, he turned his head and said indifferently to Yu Linjun: "Go, catch a few mice for me, the more the better!"

The two imperial guards were ordered to leave, and Wang Lin ordered to the other imperial guards, "Seal the doors and windows of this room."

Wanyan Wulu was stunned, she shouted: "Wang Lin, what are you going to do?"

Wang Lin ignored her, and directly commanded the Imperial Forest Army on the spot to seal the doors and windows of this small flower hall in the Zhuozhou official government office with wooden boards, and the light in the room suddenly dimmed.

Wang Lin personally fetched a candle and lit it with a torch.

Dim candles flickered in the room.

Wanyan Wulu's complexion turned slightly pale.

Not long after, a group of imperial guards with a large number of people and a strong force sent over a dozen cages of huge mice, at least dozens of them.

Wang Lin knelt down and slowly stroked the iron cage. The rats in the cage were scurrying and squeaking.

Wanyan Wulu's complexion turned even paler, and she tremblingly said: "Wang Lin, what are you going to do?"

Wang Lin smiled indifferently: "Wanyan Wulu, you are not afraid of death, but a few mice? I don't have time to watch you, so I let these mice play with you."

While speaking, Wang Lin suddenly pulled out the cage door.

A group of black mice swarmed out, running and screaming in the dark room, some of them even jumped under Wanyan Wulu's feet, intending to climb on her.

Wanyan Wulu was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat, struggled desperately, and screamed: "Let me go, let me go quickly!"

Wang Lin laughed loudly, released all the mice in the iron cages, and then walked away.

Close the door tightly.

Wanyan Wulu's shrill and high-pitched calls came from the room, in addition to the crazily biting and squeaking of mice, which were very ear-piercing and scalp-numbing.

The guarding Imperial Forest Army gasped.

The emperor's hand is really sinister, but it is far more devastating than beheading.

Wang Lin stood outside the window and said, "Wanyan Wulu, when you figure it out, stop making trouble, and be willing to listen to my arrangement honestly, then I will let you go."

At that time, Wang Lin clearly heard Wanyan Wulu's frantic crying in the room: "Let me go, I..."

……

Outside the city of Zhuozhou, in the wilderness.

Gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the bloody smell on the battlefield yesterday had been blown away by the east wind. Now it was mostly the stench of the Yan army burning the corpses of the Jin army.

Facing the direction of Dayan, south of the Baigou River, two large tombs separated by men and women were sealed by mourning soldiers, and two tall tombstones were erected.

Yang Yizhong and Yan Qing led the Imperial Forest Army and Jinyi cavalry to line up in front of the tomb, with desolate and tragic faces.

Huarui, Hu Sanniang and Yang Yue'er burst into tears, leading a group of female soldiers to kneel down in front of the tomb, weeping uncontrollably.

Wang Lin led a group of brocade-clothed iron cavalry to gallop there.

Wang Lin got off his horse, stepped forward to light two sticks of incense, and bowed three times.

Wang Lin turned around slowly and looked around the army, and said in a deep voice: "Generals, all soldiers, you must remember that your comrades are buried here today! He (she) shed blood and died in order to recover Yanyun and wash away the national humiliation. , although they cannot return to their hometown, but this place——from today, it is my country of Great Yan!

The battle is still going on, and in the future, perhaps more people will die under the golden man's mace!Of course, this also includes people like you and me, our blood may stain this land red...

However, if there is no war, if there is no bloodshed and loss of life of tens of thousands of people, how can the national humiliation of hundreds of years be wiped out, and how can our future generations live and work in peace and contentment?

Fellow comrades, I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood, dare to change the sun and the moon for a new sky!
I have said in the past that for the sake of Yan, for the passing on of my Chinese clothes, and for defending our home and land that have survived for generations, I am not afraid of death!
And you, are you afraid of death? "

"Long live my emperor, we shall fight to the death for our country and for His Majesty!"

"Big swallow wins!"

"Remove the national humiliation, restore Yanyun, fight to the death without retreating!"

Thousands of soldiers let out roars, and the sound shook the clouds.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, leaned over, grabbed a handful of soil, and raised it towards the tomb: "Soul, go back!"

……

Juyongguan.

The raging fire was flying everywhere in the pass city. Han Shizhong led [-] Yan troops to attack Juyongguan for three days.

Under the Guancheng, there are all Yan soldiers dressed in black fish scale armor, and the bloody smell in the air is almost substantive. This is the most difficult and tragic battle that the Yan army has experienced since the war between the two countries.

Seeing the warriors under his command fell in batches under the rain of arrows from the Jin army, Han Shizhong was as loyal as a knife.

The strong wind was howling, and the Jin army on the Guancheng had hideous faces. Wanyan Zongjun led his army to repel the Yan army's many attacks, and the soldiers under his command had long been red-eyed.

Although Juyongguan was not lost, more than half of the more than ten thousand Jin troops had already been lost.

Continuing to consume like this, the Yan army will eventually take down Guancheng and drive straight into Youyan.

Han Shizhong was stained with blood all over his body. He looked over with his gun on his horse, and saw the golden soldiers on the pass city were indistinct, and the broken five-color flag of the golden army still did not fall down.

Han Shizhong's heart was extremely heavy.

If he can't win Juyongguan, not only will he be ashamed of his trust in the emperor, but the morale of the Yan army will also plummet.

Han Shizhong knew the emperor's strategic intentions.

Winning Juyongguan is equivalent to cutting off the connection between the local Jin army of the Kingdom of Jin and Wanyan Loushi's headquarters, and at the same time deterring the various Mongolian tribes, which is related to the overall situation of the emperor's Northern Expedition to Youyan.

Although the possibility of Mongolian ministries participating in the war is not high, what if?
If it happened by accident, nearly 30 Yan troops would be defeated like a mountain!
Therefore, Juyongguan must be taken!
Even if the corpses of Western Army soldiers are used to pile up, Juyongguan must be piled up!
Han Shizhong raised his spear tall, raised his arms and roared angrily: "My sons and daughters, it's time to serve the country with death. All the troops are here. Follow me to the pass city and fight to the death without retreating!"

The Yan army launched a fierce attack again.

Wanyan Zongjun's face was gloomy, and he swung his knife to kill a soldier of the Yan army who had already attacked the Guancheng, and couldn't help but look in the direction of Youzhou again.

Although he had sent someone to report to Youzhou urgently, but at this moment he didn't know if Wanyan Loushi could send troops to rescue Juyongguan?

I'm afraid I'm powerless!
……

Youzhou.

The main force of Yue Fei's 15 Yan army swept across the affiliated counties of Youzhou all the way. Within a few days, the ancient city of Youzhou was completely surrounded.

Just like Wanyan Zonghan led an army to besiege Taiyuan.

People like Wanyan Loushi and Wanyan Zongwang in the city have already received an emergency military report that there is also an attack from the Yan army in the direction of Jizhou, and news of the Yan army's onslaught has also come from the direction of Juyongguan on the left.

Wanyan Loushi and the other generals boarded the Youzhou city tower, looking at the Yan army camp that besieged the city, their faces were so gloomy that they frightened.

Although the city of Youzhou is well-defended and there is enough grain in the city to last for half a year, at least Wanyan Loushi has the confidence to do so.

But if Juyongguan is broken, Jizhou will also be captured by the Yan people, which will not only cut off the Jin army's retreat, but also block the key passage for Wanyan Zongpan's army to help Youyan!

What Wanyan Loushi can count on now is Wanyan Zongpan's 20 army.

If Wanyan Zongpan can lead his army southward, and the two armies attack inside and outside, the Yan army will undoubtedly be defeated.

Can……

Wanyan Loushi suddenly turned his head and stared in the direction of the mainland of the Kingdom of Jin, his eyes were deep.

Yan's army is approaching menacingly, Wanyan Loushi is not afraid, but he really did not expect that Wang Lin would attack Youyan with an all-powerful army!

Wanyan Zonghan said in a deep voice: "Commander, as long as Pu Luhu can take back Jizhou and keep the passages open, no matter how many Yan troops are, it is actually not a problem. But now that our army is besieged, I am afraid that there will be no soldiers to rush to rescue. Juyongguan is closed!"

Wanyan Zongwang gritted his teeth and said angrily: "A certain person is willing to lead five thousand cavalry, go out of the city, and rush to help Juyongguan City!"

Wanyan Loushi's face was gloomy, and he said indifferently: "It's not right. Our army only has [-] troops, and it's not enough to defend Youzhou, so we can't divide our troops out. I'm not afraid if Juyongguan is lost. As long as Jizhou is not lost, our army will be able to defend Youzhou." You can advance and retreat freely!"

Wanyan Zongwang sneered: "If you let someone go to Jizhou, you won't let people from Yan take advantage of it!"

Wanyan Loushi was furious and said: "Zongwang, I respect you as the crown prince and emperor's son, but please don't humiliate my generals! Pu Luhu conquered the Liao Kingdom with a certain person, won countless battles, and made great military achievements for Dajin!

If he can't take Jizhou and loses to the Yan people, what's the use of you, a defeated general, if you go? "

Wanyan Zongwang was furious: "Wanyan Loushi, you dare to humiliate my prince?"

Wanyan Loushi immediately drew his saber, stepped forward with a majestic figure, and said indifferently: "A certain is the commander of Youzhou, who dares to disobey the commander's order, he will definitely be executed!"

Wanyan Loushi is the number one general in the Kingdom of Jin, and he exploded with anger like this, immediately intimidating the sons of Aguda who were about to move.

Wanyan Zonghan grabbed Wanyan Zongwang's arm, lowered his voice and said: "The enemy is in front of us, how can we fight among ourselves? Are you all crazy?!"

(End of this chapter)