The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

The First Champion Chapter 328

Lao Tzu Yang Lin is the protagonist of You Yan's drama!

The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 379 The National Scholar Wushuang Gaoya Nei

The flames of war are everywhere, and the land of Youyan is full of flames of war. The already gloomy sky is even more desolate.

A pattering spring rain did not extinguish the fire everywhere, but filled the air with an unpleasant smell.

Through the morning mist, corpses could be vaguely seen everywhere. After a fierce battle last night, the Jurchens had cleaned up most of the surrounding Khitan soldiers and horses.

Standing on the tower of Yanjing City, Yelu Dashi's eyebrows were covered with dew. Looking through the morning mist, he saw a Jurchen vanguard force of more than a hundred riders had arrived at the foot of Yanjing City.

The sacks at each of their waists were filled to the brim, and the exposed tail feathers of the arrowheads were covered with dew.

The rain washed away every nail leaf, and in this early morning, the cold air that penetrated into the hearts of the Jurchens came, and they came to the city of Yanjing within a day!

Faster than anyone imagined, they wiped out the surrounding defenses. The Khitan defenders on the city were all nervously watching the Jurchen Tartars below the city.

Because the defeat of the Liao Emperor's personal conquest was too miserable, many of the fled Liao soldiers had never seen the Jurchens, and instead they were passed down as monsters and ghosts.

It is said that the Jurchens are strong and strong, all covered with animal skins, and each of them is a fierce god who descended into the world. With the addition of weapons that cannot be injured, bloody battles can last day and night without sleep.Even the mounts under his crotch are fierce beasts.Under the leadership of Emperor Liao, the hundreds of thousands of elite main forces of the Liao Empire were wiped out by thousands of Jurchens!

Some people couldn't help shaking their hands, and shot out the bow and arrow that they aimed at. This distance has exceeded the range of the Khitan soldiers, and the Jurchens below the city laughed arrogantly.

One of the short and stout animal-armoured Tartars drew out his bow and arrow, bent his bow and shot. The arrow that shot out quickly touched the side of the Yelu boulder and hit the wooden post on the city. The arrowhead was nailed into the wood and penetrated three points. , the nock is still buzzing.

The Jurchens yelled brazenly and uttered some vulgar Jurchen slang, just mocking the Khitan soldiers for their weak arms and their inability to hold their bows.

Yelu Dashi had already felt a gust of wind, the tip of his nose trembled slightly because of anger, his eyes were focused, and he stretched out his hand and said, "Bring the bow."

Immediately, a personal soldier handed over his hard bow, Yelu Dashi bent the bow and drew the arrow in one go, and shot straight at the Jurchen Tartar who was shooting the arrow just now.

The Jurchens were unprepared, shot in the arm by him, and fell off the horse.The other Jurchens rushed forward to protect him and fled back to the rear, and cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami erupted from the tower.

Yelu Dashi is the number one scholar in Khitan's civil and military disciplines, and he can draw a hard bow, but he himself doesn't have much success.

I am a rare expert on the Khitan side, but the Jurchen tartar just now is obviously an ordinary vanguard.The dew on the brim of the hat condensed and dripped onto the cold light armor, and the coolness enveloped the entire Youyan sky.

On the towers of Khitan, there may not be many people whose bow and horse archery skills can surpass the ordinary Jurchen Tartars just now.It is said that the Jurchen is good at fighting, and seeing her today really deserves her reputation. The only thing she can rely on is this strong city wall.

The Jurchen's light cavalry vanguard retreated, followed by the Jurchen army.They began to drive countless people outside Yanjing City to build camps.

There was a sigh, Yelu Dashi frowned after hearing this, and was about to turn around to scold, but saw Yelu Chun coming.Yelu Dashi clasped his fists and said, "King Yan, there are countless Tartars in this city. The arrows have no eyes, so don't be careless."

Yeluchun smiled wryly and said: "This king has also fought on the battlefield, so I don't have the courage to do so. You see, these golden men are so arrogant that they even camped under our noses. Well, speaking of it, it's our descendants who are unworthy. The Daliao was so majestic back then, the Jurchens were just our slaves, and the Song people had to pay us to keep us from going south. Now the Song people are building a city under our noses, and the Jin people are camping before our eyes. The descendants of Yelu Abaoji only You can stay in the city and watch!"

After saying a few words, Yelu Dashi felt as if a huge boulder fell down in his heart, and he was so depressed that he had nowhere to vent, which made his heart feel like it was about to explode.

Yeluchun broke off the Jurchen's feather arrow on the pillar, threw it on the ground, and said sharply: "The people of Song Dynasty have the most flowery intestines, and this king is not as good as he wants, so I will turn the world upside down in this remote swallow land. What's the point of paying homage to the glory of our ancestors with our lives? I have made up my mind that I will not surrender the gold, nor return to the Song Dynasty, until the king himself dies in battle."

Yelu Dashi was a little surprised, looked at Yelu Chun, and suddenly showed a trace of respect.But when I think about what he said, if it is really a bloody battle here, it will be wiped out.

Touched to be moved, Yelu Dashi did not feel a confidant, but his heart became entangled. At this time, he realized that Yeluchun is a hero, and Yelu Dashi is a hero, and he will not give up.

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The sound of Jujiang's drum was just a dull beating in the camp.Dozens of personal guards of the Long Live Battalion lined up on both sides and stood upright with their swords and pens, motionless.

Facing the sand table, Yang Lin remained silent, quietly waiting for his generals to gather.

After learning that the marshal had returned, all the Song troops in the battalion rushed to the tent.Jin Liao has already started fighting in Youyan. This land is nominally the territory of Song Dynasty.

Letting others fight on their own land is a helpless move for a weak and small country, and it is not what a powerful country like Song Dynasty should have.

The generals entered the tent one by one, all looking at Yang Lin, eagerly waiting for orders.

When people were almost here, Han Shizhong glanced at Yang Lin, and the latter gave him a look. Han Shizhong stepped forward holding a thin bamboo pole, pointed at Yanjing on Shapan Mountain, and said, "All around Yanjing, up to Gaoliang River There is no danger to defend. On the contrary, to the north, relying on Yanshan Mountain, there are countless Great Wall gates. Now these places have all belonged to the Jin people. The Jurchen army is just outside these gates, spreading all over Youyan.

In Datong Mansion, Yunzhou, there are still 10,000+ Jin soldiers fighting Yelu Yanxi.This is our opportunity. In the short term, there will be no Jurchen soldiers going south, and there is absolutely no possibility of increasing the strength of the Liao people. Because of Yeluchun, this Khitan army is no longer acceptable to the Khitan court, and there is no Khitan army. People, will come to Youyan at this time. "

Yang Lin nodded, and said: "Everyone, did you hear me clearly? The opportunity is here. Jin and Liao are fighting each other, and we are the ones who will profit. Yeluchun intends to fight the Khitan decisively in Yanjing, and keeps shrinking his troops to Yanjing City, haha, The ten prefectures of Youyan are already extremely empty, I am going to send people to persuade them to surrender one by one, and your soldiers and horses must respond at any time."

All the generals were taken aback when they heard the words, it turned out that it was not a war

Han Shizhong agreed very much, and asked: "Young Zai, the time has come. I don't know who to send to persuade you to surrender? You can start now. You won't even be able to eat soup when it's too late."

Yang Lin looked outside the tent and said: "I have Gao Yameni, taking down Junzhou is like searching for something, wait for him for a long time, and he will be there soon."

The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

3 Eighty Chapters Eclectic Employment of Talents

There was a rush of horseshoes, floating on the rammed yellow dirt road. The newly built road here is very wide for the purpose of taking back Youyan.

However, the knights on horseback all had such a tired look. They kept encountering shops along the way and did not enter every city. They were really exhausted.

Gao Shan's two eye sockets were black, his straight back was bent, and his hair was covered with dust, which looked yellowish.

Seeing that he was falling behind again, Lu Wang slowed down and turned back with a smile, "Work harder in Ya Nei, the Hejian Mansion is ahead."

"Thieves, I believe you are that brainless hozen. I said this sentence no less than [-] times along the way. What the hell, is it really here?"

The front was covered in darkness, they were all the personal guards brought out by Yang Lin, waiting here with him.

As soon as Gao Shan saw Yang Lin's familiar smiling face, his eyes dimmed, wishing he could cry immediately, and finally he didn't have to hurry anymore.

Along the way, he was tortured enough, this guy has never suffered from this kind of pain since he was born.

"Hahaha, Ya Nei, I'm looking forward to you!" Yang Lin stretched out his hands and stepped forward to greet him with a big smile.

With two lines of tears on Gao Gang's face, he got off his horse and came forward with a crying voice: "Young Zai, my father's health is not good, I thought about it carefully, I still have to be filial first, and I won't leave Bianliang in the future. "

Yang Lin patted his shoulder, shook his head and said: "No, no, don't worry, I have already sent someone to contact the Taiwei. Your father said that you should be loyal to the country and don't care about your family."

Gao Shan's body was really tossing a lot, but fortunately, this kid is usually like a dog, and his physical strength is better than those dudes in Bianliang who have been hollowed out by wine.After hearing this, she couldn't hold back her tears, and asked, "Young Zai, where did you let Gao Shan go this time?"

Yang Lin put his arms around his shoulders, and said as he entered the city: "Ya Nei, you know that the Jin and Liao lands in Youyan are fighting. Yizhou, Bazhou, and Rongzhou on the border have all been emptied. People transferred the main force away, leaving only the old and the weak and the Han people of the Liao Kingdom, if you go to these places and take back the three cities, it will be a great achievement!"

Gao Gang was taken aback when he heard the words, shook his head, and said in disbelief: "What Shaozai means is that these cities are still in the hands of the Liao people, so let me persuade them to surrender?"

"Yes! As expected of Ya Nei, he hit the point right away."

Gao Gang hurriedly begged for mercy, and said: "Young Zai, please forgive me. I am sincere to Shao Zai, and I have never done anything wrong to you. Youyun Sixteen States, we can't defeat it with millions of soldiers. Asking me to take Sanzhou with empty words, isn’t it asking me to die, it’s too dangerous. No, no, absolutely not.”

Yang Lin made a haha, and said: "Let's go into the city. After walking for so long, you must be starving. There is nothing delicious in this area, but the roast duck is not bad. It tastes crispy and fragrant, fat but not greasy. It's very different, I'll take you to try the starter

Hearing this, Gao Shan stopped his tears, swallowed his saliva and said, "Really?"

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