The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

Lan Congxi was eager to return to Beijing to receive the reward, and kept urging the imperial army to move quickly. After a day and night, they arrived near the city of Xun.

Suddenly there was a tremor from the ground, as if the earth dragon turned over!

"Not good! The Tartars turned back on their promises and sent a large army to chase them out?" The commander of the forbidden army who was in charge of escorting him shouted.

Lan Congxi turned pale with fright, poked his head out of the carriage, and asked sharply, "But did you look carefully?"

"It's the soldiers and horses of our Great Song Dynasty!" Someone shouted loudly.

Lan Congxi stroked his chest and let out a long sigh of relief, only to realize that his legs were numb from fright.A little annoyed, Lan Congxi ignored the imperial guards around him, and scolded: "Thieves are joining the army, and they come to places like this with horses for no reason. If the Jurchens are disturbed and refuse to leave, I will be in front of the officials and want them to look good. Hmph, if you don't understand the rules like this, it's most likely the soldiers of the king of the border area, call me their generals!"

After a while, a group of soldiers surrounded a general in armor, and Lan Cong Xibai was an official. He was afraid of the Jurchen Tartars, but he was not afraid of these big soldiers.In the Great Song Dynasty, the status of warriors was frighteningly low, and the concept of being noble and inferior to martial arts had been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.Even a general in command like Di Qing would be looked down upon by ordinary civilian officials.

After seeing the facial features of the visitor, Lan Congxi suddenly stammered: "Yang Wenyuan, why are you back?"

"Long time no see, didn't you ask His Majesty to recall me?"

Lan Congxi still couldn't figure out how he came back in such a short time, but his group was indeed contributing to the troubles against Yang, not for anything else but to keep Mr. Cai.

Now that I see Yang Lin, I feel a little happy. Your boy’s past glory is about to die. Lan Congxi smiled and said: "It’s good that you are back. You have also seen the chaos along the way. Your Majesty’s place is naturally Some Nuwu want to put me to death? Kill me first and then change to a bright and clear sky.

Already seeing the Jurchen camps in the distance, Yang Lin, who was riding on the horse, was panting heavily, the whip in his hand was hanging down, and the veins under his temples were faintly bulging, he suddenly exhausted all his strength and shouted: "Kill! "

All the generals around were stunned for a moment, and a burst of earth-shattering roars erupted randomly. Countless people and horses infected each other, and the shouts of killing were earth-shattering.

The Jurchens who were suddenly attacked did not panic at all. Just as Yang Lin expected, they had many sentries, and they had already detected the attack of the army.

Wanyan Xiyin didn't pay attention to these people, since he went south, he looked down on him, how many Song troops were defeated in one battle.

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The fight from noon to dusk, the entanglement and scuffle until now, has reached the time when it is getting more and more intense.The main force of the Khitan vassal army, which had been the vanguard of going south, had already collapsed.Those who are still fighting to the death on the battlefield are all the elite armed forces of this era, the Northwest elite cavalry of the Great Song Dynasty against the Jurchen iron cavalry.

Since the Jurchens raised their troops, they have always used iron cavalry to ravage the enemy. Never have they seen such a brave iron hoof stepping into battle to kill their own camp.

The Dangxiang cavalry from the northwest, known for their ability to fight, fought against the Jurchen cavalry from the Baishan Heishui in the northeast.Both sides were extremely exhausted, and both sides fought their last bloody bravery.I don't know how many knights stabbed each other's spears into each other's chests when they were fighting, and then fell off their horses together.Riding in a dropped vest, but still breathing, he was still entangled and scuffled, until he was trampled by chaotic horses.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Wanyan Xiyin had already gone into battle in person, drenched in blood.

The horns of the Jurchen army sounded everywhere, and under the black banner, these Jurchen Tartars were forced to fight with all their strength for the first time since they sent out their troops.The tragic scene of the cavalry melee on the battlefield, after Wanyan Xiyin and his personal entourage joined by the Muke Department.Finally, the Jurchens gained the upper hand, and the horse speed of both sides dropped completely, even turning and fighting within a narrow range, their lives were being consumed rapidly.

After the Jurchen soldiers went south, there were too many burnings, killings, looting, and everyone immediately carried heavy goods in their arms, which was equivalent to fighting with a heavy load.Even so, it does not reduce the bloody and fierceness of this battle.

At this time, there was a commotion from the east, and at the skyline to the east, another row of cavalry troops was drawn up under the sunlight that was already hanging down from the west.Wanyan Xiyin's right eye was covered with blood, and he vaguely looked at Song's reinforcements again.

how many people did they come

When did they get so good at fighting?

Bloody smoke and dust shrouded the battlefield of Linghe for a long time.The sun was setting to the west, and the sunlight reflected the blood color in the smoke and dust even more intensely.Such a fierce battle, since the Song Dynasty destroyed all the countries and unified the Central Plains, the land of the Central Plains has not seen each other for more than a hundred years.

Seeing that on the battlefield, Jurchen soldiers and horses were getting fewer and fewer as they rushed down again and again. Wanyan Xiyin knew that she was no match, so she gave an order to retreat.It was getting dark, and if he could escape, he didn't know where he would go in Da Song.

I was too eager under the winning streak, and directly hit Da Song's heart. When I came here, I was not afraid of being strong and strong. Now that I am defeated and want to escape, it is as difficult as heaven.Song Jun looked at the defeated Jurchen soldiers who were killed and retreated, but did not pursue them.

With the sound of drums and horns, the Kelie people of the rear army followed closely, and there were still Tubo people waiting for them in the distance. For the remnant Jurchen soldiers, this was destined to be a long night, a long night of being hunted and killed.

Yang Lin put the sword back into the scabbard, and exchanged a glance with Song Jiang.

"I don't rest tonight, the tip of the knife enters Bianliang with blood."

4Chapter 17 The Moonlit Imperial City Surprises

Bianliang City, Zhaodefang.

Yang Lin was just recalled without any crimes committed, so no one disturbed his mansion.It's just that in the surrounding courtyards, there are all kinds of personal guards wearing armors and weapons, protecting Zhaode Square to the brim, as if they are facing an enemy.

The lobby was brightly lit, and the burning candles were as thick as arms. Yang Tong's left and right hands each held a yawning child, and a child in the middle was rubbing his sleepy eyes.

People in the Long Live Camp had already sent the news of Yang Lin. After Yang Tong returned to Bianliang, he first brought a grandson and two granddaughters to him.The three children were very comfortable on his big belly and did not cry.

The three small children lay side by side in Yang Tong's arms, with some gaps left.He looked down at the three children, his eyes were full of tenderness, and his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to himself.This is my Yang Tong's blood, and I have to protect them well even if the sky falls.

Raising his head, Yang Tong's whole demeanor changed, he stared at the yard outside the lobby with sharp eyes like a tiger, and said in a low voice: "This is the blood of the Yang family, Yao'er in the backyard is the daughter-in-law that Ming Media is marrying. Fourth brother, if there is any change, you have to protect the four of them and escape from Bianliang through the tunnel."

After all, Yang Tong is a hero, and it is very tender to be able to do this step. It is impossible to expect him to be fraternal and protect all of Yang Lin's concubines.If he was so loving, he probably wouldn't be alive today.

Lu Taixuan licked his chapped lips, and said, "Brother, I haven't been so nervous for a long time. I don't know if I can handle it with my old arms and legs."

At three o'clock on a moonlit night, Yang Lin outside Bianliang City broke through layers of checkpoints, overturned many checkpoints along the way, and finally came to the city.After all, this is Song Dynasty's own army, and the people who closed the pass did not try their best to stop it.

The Jurchens were rampant, and the originally bustling suburbs of Bianliang turned out to be deserted at night.

The night was dark and the sea of ​​fire was like a tide. Countless knights lit torches, illuminating the east gate of Bianliang as if it were daytime.

The imperial guards guarding the city panicked. Hua Rong shouted at the door from the bottom of the city, saying that the young master had returned to the court to defend Jurchen.

Yang Lin took off the helmet and hugged it in his arms, he couldn't see clearly from the tower, a soldier fell from the sky and shouted loudly: "It really is Yang Shaozai."

Pan Xin, the general of the imperial army who came to hear the news from the tower, said with a smile: "Young master, take a break, I'll ask for instructions."

Some time ago, the city of Bianliang was full of wind and rain, and Yang Lin was falling everywhere. At this time, Yang Lin actually led the troops back to the court. No matter how bold the defenders were, they did not dare to open the city gate to let him in.

Yang Lin scolded impatiently: "What are you asking for instructions? When I return to court, can't I even enter Bianliang?"

The tower general was secretly anxious. He looked around and felt no sense of security at all.The forbidden army under his command followed Yang Lin to conquer Fang La in the south of the Yangtze River, and then went to Dali to fight against Gao's army for a year. In the end, tens of thousands of people died in the fight against Tubo, and it was Yang Lin who took them to avenge.

He led the troops three times, all of them were the coach, and they all returned with great victories. He has developed a lot of confidantes.Many low-level officers of the imperial army were promoted by him. Tonight, my team guards the east gate. How come Yang Lin came from the east gate by coincidence. According to the route they came, the north gate is the closest.

Yang Lin shouted loudly from below, cursing and shouting: "I want you to open the city gate immediately. I have an urgent military situation and need to see the officials. A short delay will cost tens of thousands of lives. You can't afford it."

Pan Xin also followed him to confiscate Fang La back then, and he was also the brother-in-law Pan Yi's brother-in-law, so he knew Yang Lin's horror.In many places in the Northwest and Southwest, the local officials and common people only knew that there was Shaozai, but they did not know that there was an imperial court.He was known to buy people's hearts in the army, if one or two opened the city gate for him, and tens of thousands of people rushed in from the city, he would be finished.

After hesitating, beads of sweat rolled down Pan Xin's forehead. After wiping the sweat off his forehead, Pan Xin suddenly noticed that several soldiers had gloomy faces and slowly approached him with their heads lowered.

Suddenly, a bunch of bright fireworks rose from the army below the city.Pan Yi had already seen the little soldier approaching, touched the handle of the knife with his hand, and couldn't care about other things in a hurry, and quickly shouted: "Open the city gate!"

When the fireworks went up, many generals led troops to the city, opened the thick gate of the city, and soldiers on the tower cut off the ropes of the suspension bridge. Yang Lin put on his helmet and entered the city surrounded by everyone.

Countless torches illuminated the streets of Bianliang, and the chaotic sound of horseshoes disturbed the sleeping people. At the surrounding houses with closed doors and windows, someone quietly opened the windows at this moment, and peeked out from the cracks in the windows.

I saw that Bianliang East Street was already a sea of ​​torches, and boundless cavalry poured in.

Although Bianliang has been in peace for a long time, and the military equipment everywhere has been relaxed, such momentum still alarmed the forbidden troops of the battalions.At Gao Qiu's house, there were constant carriages and horses, and Gao Qiu, who was awakened by the palace commander, immediately ordered to beat the general's drum.

The imperial guards of the Beijing camp were quickly mobilized, and countless generals crawled out of their beds, put on their armor and rushed to the imperial city.Ministers like Chong Shidao, Zhong Shizhong, and Cai Bian also summoned their generals to rush to the imperial city.

It is everyone's guess that King Qin's troops entered Bianliang to force the palace. As for Yang Lin, no one doubted it.Because Yang Lin was still in Youyan, he couldn't come back so soon.