The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

When the Song Dynasty arrived in Huizong, the splendid prosperity of cooking oil with fire was like a ball that was blown to explode, and was poked by Wanyan Xiyin, and it was not even as good as Daliao

Chapter 439 Fighting in Chaos across the North and South

The remaining warmth of autumn is still there, under the scorching sun, the people of Daming Mansion are still waiting for the crops.

This year is a year of good weather, coupled with the court's good governance of the river, it will soon be a foreseeable year of great harvest.

Old Wangtou, who was enjoying the shade by the roadside, had white hair and gray temples, and could no longer work. His son was filial, and pushed him under a tree to enjoy the shade, and couldn't help laughing out loud as he looked at the crops.

Among the lush green acres, the millet grows gratifyingly, and the golden ears of grain sway with the wind.From time to time sparrows come down in groups, and the children's task is to run along the long acres, driving the sparrows away happily.

Old Wang has planted heads all his life, and such a harvest is not common. Looking at his sweating son and his chirping grandchildren, he secretly thought of telling his son that this year when the clan sacrifices, he should eat a few more heads. , This is the blessing of the ancestors.

Suddenly, Old Wang felt the tree trunk above his head tremble slightly, and a ripe fruit on the tree fell beside him with a snap.

Standing up with a cane, Old Wang found that all the farmers had stopped and looked north anxiously.

At the end of the field of vision, there was a black mass of people pouring in like a tide.The crimson military jacket is clearly the forbidden army who just set out from here not long ago.

These people fled desperately, the army of 10,000+, all the places they said along the way were flat ground.

Lao Wang's hair trembled for a while, wanting to protect his crops, he tremblingly walked to the front of the palm-sized piece of land.Old Wang is seventy years old, and in the villages of this era, he is synonymous with longevity.

Everyone in the village said that Lao Wang's head would disappear as soon as he touched it, so they must keep their children away from him.

Watching helplessly, countless fertile fields in the distance were trampled to the ground. He raised his withered hands, as if to make a movement to stop the flow of people. Opposite him was a tide of rout soldiers.

Without making a single sound, the old Wang fell headlong into the millet field and was trampled into flesh by the rushing men and horses, returning forever to this fertile field that had raised him all his life.

Wanyan Xiyin went all the way south, and suddenly encountered the main force of the Imperial Army in Hebei. 20 people spread out, densely packed all over the mountains and plains.

Even the Jurchens, who had seen the 70 Khitan army, also jumped. Wanyan Xiyin had a flash of inspiration and said loudly: "All the soldiers and horses of the southerners are gathered here. After killing them, they will destroy the Song Dynasty like the Liao Dynasty. All the southern officials and female family members are up to you to choose; the money in the treasury is up to you to rob, let me kill them all."

The weapons and armor of this group of Jurchens who participated in the expedition against Liao have been replaced with the most sophisticated ones. The 20 Song soldiers they faced have one thing to say, and their performance is far worse than the 70 Liao soldiers.With one touch, the army was defeated like a mountain.

There are not many war horses in the imperial army in the Beijing camp. Although the opening of the tea horse business and the recovery of the whole territory of Xixia, the Song Dynasty no longer lacks horses.However, the old and decaying system of the imperial guards in the Beijing camp, the overstaffed military positions, and the inactive commanders made them not equipped with many horses at all.

The Jurchens and their vassals calmly drove their horses to chase and kill them. The Song army was kneeling and begging to surrender all over the mountains and plains. Wanyan Xiyin seemed to be in a dream, and experienced the state of mind of A Gu Da when he destroyed Liao.

The huge victory made him feel excited. Since going south, the battles have become easier and easier, and they have developed into a one-sided massacre.The arduous and bloody battle in the land of Youyan seems to be getting farther and farther away. Wanyan Xiyin has a bold idea. He is a person who is familiar with the books of the Han family. He even created the Jurchen characters in less than two years. No Jurchen desires more strongly than his.

So the present scene appeared, the Jurchens rode their horses southward, and the Imperial Guards of the Beijing Camp of the Song Dynasty only hated their parents for losing two legs, and there were many people who were tired and foamed at the mouth along the way.

Many people simply surrendered directly, and there was no general in the army who could stand up and retreat, and there was no general who could rectify the retreat.

The fact that the imperial guards of the Beijing camp, which had been reduced to a show, had become a bunch of waste snacks under the century-old decaying imperial guards and the system with countless disadvantages, was finally exposed.

In the fourth year of Song Daguan, Jin soldiers went south and approached Daming Mansion.Cai You, commander-in-chief of Hebei Province, abandoned the city and fled. All the officials and generals of Daming Mansion were captured by Wanyan Xiyin's men, and the whole Daming Mansion was engulfed in a sea of ​​flames.Looking at Hebei, there are only sporadic groups of rebels to resist. The soldiers and horses of the imperial army in the Beijing camp that Da Song spends a lot of money on every year have turned into a group of deserters who have caused a lot of harm to the people. They continue to do evil on the way to escape. The cruel and oppressive people even surpassed the Jurchen iron cavalry.

Yang Lin surrounded Wanyan Zongwang in Taining Mountain on the outskirts of Yizhou, and heavily guarded Baima Mountain from Juyongguan to Yizhou.And sent a hundred sentry Qingqi, patrolling back and forth.

In the tent at the foot of the mountain, Yang Lin was holding a cattail fan, with his chest exposed.Sitting on the grass around him were a dozen military generals, all of whom were full-haired Han men.

"I don't know where Yao Pingzhong fought?" Yang Lin sighed, limited by this era, it is too difficult to convey news, especially this kind of battle across multiple state capitals.

"Yelu Dashi, who was released by us, gathered a group of Khitan soldiers in the west of Liaodong, and the Eighth Battalion of the Resentment Army brought from Liaodong. It is said that they fought fiercely with the Jurchen. Yao Ping Zhongbei, Yelu Dashi will definitely contact him. With the best of the best, and in the homeland of the Liao people, this battle is much more comfortable than ours."

Yang Lin patted him on the head with a cattail fan, and cursed: "Wu Lin, don't fart here. The Western Army is not easy. It's right for the Jurchens in the northern grasslands. No matter what we say here, it's You Yan The homeland of the Han family is full of cities, camps, fortresses and strong passes. Speaking of being trapped for so long, Wanyan Xiyin still hasn’t come back, Zongwang is the second prince of Aguda, they really don’t want to save them?”

"If we can annihilate them all, Tima will go south to deal with Xiyin."

All the generals bowed their heads in unison, knowing that this was impossible, whether they could win or not was still in doubt, let alone wiped out, even if they won, they could escape.

At this time, a man without armor came running from the camp and shouted as he walked, "Sir, it's done, we've got it out."

As soon as he heard the voice, he knew it was Jia Xian. After arriving in Yizhou, Yang Lin gathered this group of miscellaneous scholars with their own strengths and followed him.

These people have their own strengths, and it is rare for Yang Lin to appreciate them, so they gather in Zhaodefang in Bianliang.

Jia Xian supported his knees and said, "Young master, this time the poisonous weeds will not be completely burned after being lit and spread with oil paper. Li Qinghe has already seen it. Today is the west wind, which just blows up the valley."

Yang Lin was overjoyed and asked them to hurry up and start. This is the first biochemical weapon in human history.

A group of soldiers came pushing more than a dozen vehicles, and after setting them up under the valley, they lit the poisonous weeds.

The poisonous smoke filled the air, and Yang Lin led the generals to laugh. The burning of the poisonous grass changed the air pressure in the valley, and suddenly the wind direction changed.

Many soldiers of the Song army fell to the ground, twitching non-stop, Yang Lin jumped angrily and cursed: "Hurry up and splash water, splash water, is there an antidote?"

"there is there"

"Quickly detoxify!"

When he was in a hurry, a knight came galloping. No one stopped him along the way. He came directly to Yang Lin. He was already out of breath, his lips were pale, and he rolled off the horse regardless of his injuries. He said in a rough voice: "Sir Slaughter!"

4 Chapter Forty

The Song army at the foot of the mountain was in a hurry. Fortunately, the poisonous weeds were extinguished in time, but the words of the orderly soldiers silenced the soldiers.

"The Daming Mansion has fallen!"

In the second year of Emperor Renzong's Qingli reign in Song Dynasty, the imperial court decreed to establish a companion capital, known as "Beijing" in history.

"Even though I'm thinking about it, I can't figure out how to lose the Daming Mansion." Hu Yantong, who had a white cloth wrapped around his arm, said in amazement.

He couldn't figure it out, and Yang Lin couldn't figure it out either, how could the good situation turn into what it is now.

As soon as I had a little power, I worked hard and planned secretly, and the layout has reached the time to bear fruit.At this time, Yang Lin, like the old farmers outside the Daming Mansion, fell short when he saw the harvest immediately.

Irritability, depression, and resentment erupted all at once, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time shot up into the sky.

Yang Lin, who was extremely angry, stopped cursing as usual, and his whole body turned cold.His gloomy eyes swept around, and the surrounding air was filled with the smell of poisonous weeds.

Staring at Jia Xian, he said embarrassingly: "Perhaps the wind is not blowing today so we threw away all the poisonous weeds after we went back."

Yang Lin shook his head and said: "Keep it, save it, and use it if you don't keep it in order." After speaking, he said to the generals: "Since the military situation has changed, follow me back to the big tent, let's discuss a countermeasure."

He patted the dust on his buttocks, these young generals were just now poisoning their own people with Shao Zai, very happy.Now their faces are all heavy, a cold fact is placed in front of them, and the hard battle on the front line may be in vain.

"Right now, the mistake has already been made, and it won't help to talk about the past. I only talk about the future deployment." Yang Lin pointed to the sand table and sighed: "The hope of Jurchen Beituo dying in Youyan is already very slim. We want to divide up an army that can definitely win the battle, and go south to wipe out this group of Jurchen Tartars."

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In Bianliang City, the wind direction has changed drastically.

On the outskirts of Genyue, at the headquarters of the Longevity Camp, a group of craftsmen are still meticulously carving out this unparalleled garden.

A group of red-tasseled imperial troops surrounded the place. Outside the Long Live Camp, there were a group of trained dead soldiers, but when it came to the real base camp, they were all genuine craftsmen.