The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

Lu Qian was sure that Song Jiang's people would have no problem attacking the small town of Linhe, so he sat beside Yang Lin, gnawed some dry food and waited for him to sleep for a while.

Leaning on his knife and looking at the rushing river, Lu Qian had mixed feelings in his heart. Since ancient times, a general led his troops outside and was framed by the court to die.

During the Anshi Rebellion, Tang Xuanzong Li Longji listened to the eunuch Bian Lingcheng's slander, and killed Chang Qing and Gao Xianzhi in front of the Tongguan Wanjun. Unfortunately, the two famous generals spent their entire lives as soldiers and horses. The soldiers cried out for injustice.

Nowadays, the Jurchen Tartars’ war disaster is not as good as that of Anlu Mountain back then, but Shao Zai’s situation is very similar. He looked at Yang Lin, who was sleeping soundly while hugging a stone, and suddenly smiled, thinking that Shao Zai was not Feng Changqing and Gao Xianzhi. Hey, Liang Shicheng, you are going to be in bad luck.update the fastest

Now that people like myself have rushed thousands of miles from Youyan to Bianliang, Shaozai still has to destroy Jurchen before entering the city, and he doesn't take a group of Xiaoxiao in Bianliang city into his eyes. Gao Xianzhi and Feng Changqing are much stronger.

The afterglow of the setting sun reflected the red sunset glow in the sky, suddenly the small stones on the ground trembled slightly, Yang Lin and many other soldiers woke up from their sleep, and touched the weapons beside them, "The Tartars are coming?"

Lu Qian shook his head and said, "Don't panic, young master. I've already seen it. It's Song Jiang."

Yang Lin breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, twisted his waist and stretched his arms, if he hadn't practiced the Taoist health regimen day after year, year after year, he would not be able to recover from this experience for several months.Even though he was tired and sore all over now, Yang Lin knew that he only needed to rest for about half a month to recover.

The people in the distance slowly approached, Lu Qian was busy comforting the soldiers, but when they heard that it was his own people, the soldiers still had doubts in their hearts.People like myself came to Bianliang, but they came to the side of the Qing emperor, and our own people may not be reliable.

Wu Lin approached Yang Lin quietly, ready to fight at any time. Yi Zhou's impulse had calmed down a long time ago. Now everyone is inevitably still worried, and so is Wu Lin.After all, what to do with Shaozai is not an ordinary thing. The side of the Qing emperor sounds nice, but it is actually a palace change. Strictly speaking, it is a kind of rebellion. It depends on how Shaozai will handle things in the future.

The leading horses came to the river with rolling dust. One of the burly men raised his hand to shade him, saw Yang Lin, and said excitedly, "Brother, I saw it. The young master is right there."

Turning over and dismounting, with tears in his eyes, Song Jiang's dark, chunky figure was just like yesterday, but he almost couldn't recognize Yang Lin when he saw him again.

Shao Zai's stubble was green, his face was covered with dust, his hair was messed up, he looked like a savage.When had Song Jiang seen this kind of Yang Lin before? He had always seen young butchers who held great power and looked down on heroes, and were first-rank officials.

"Young master." Song Jiang supported him and said, "You are back."

Yang Lin grinned, "Gongming, it's not good to be worried these days. Our brothers are not people who eat pickles. No matter who wants to harm us, when I come back to Bianliang, it will be their death."

Chapter 445 Hu Ben Hundred Thousand to Bianliang

In Linhe City, dozens of Jurchen Tartars were kneeling on both sides of the road in the city with their hands bound behind their backs.Standing behind them were the executioners, and many Han Chinese who had surrendered to the Jurchen. Their faces were pale and trembling, and they were also watching the execution. Then it was their turn.

Heads rolled down, blood spurted, and the golden soldiers who ravaged the Central Plains and Hebei, the end is coming.In fact, even if Yang Lin didn't come, these northwest soldiers under Song Jiang's command could drive them out.

It's just that Song Jiang is only a general after all, and a random edict from Bianliang can make him fall short.It's like the good situation of Youyan, but they sent a Cai You to mess it up.

As long as there is a general who can defend Hebei, and the current mess of Wanyan Xiyin does not appear, the Jurchen who has just risen has long been beaten back to its original form under the attack of Song soldiers from Yao Pingzhong, Yelu Dashi and Youyan up.

Inside and outside the dilapidated government office, people came in and out from time to time.There are not only messengers who go around to pass orders, but also passers-by who come in a hurry to report the latest military situation.

Nominally, the soldiers and horses in the Northwest were not under the command of Yang Lin, but when Yang Lin came to the army, he sat on the top of his ass, with Song Jiang and others on both sides, looking like he had a backbone.

Yang Lin cheered up and said with a smile: "Don't lose Yeli, this time you took down Linhe City, Jurchen guard Hu She fought with us a lot in Yizhou, this thief bird is extremely brave, you cut him off under the horse, it's considered a It is a great achievement, and you will be rewarded when you enter Bianliang. Lu Qian, hand over my sword to General Biesha Yeli, and I promise you to be the leader of Hengshan Qiang."

Don't lose Ye Chui's joy, knelt down on one knee and said: "Our party Xiang Qiqiang is always willing to fight for Shao Zai."

In the past, in order to divide and suppress the Qiang people, Yang Lin quickly gathered the remaining forces of Xixia, and the leaders he chose were the two weakest of the seven Qiang people.Now that they are required to work, they must vigorously promote this tyrannical tribe, and turn their hands into clouds and hands into rain, in order to tame these arrogant barbarians in the northwest.These people will not be grateful for kindness, but will only fear the strong.

The largest number of people under Song Jiang's command is the Dangxiang people, followed by the Tubo people, but the tribe consciousness of the Tubo people is very weak, and the large tribes with deep roots have been wiped out, and the small tribes have been annexed every now and then.Especially after even the Living Buddha rebelled, many tribes existed in name only, and tended more and more towards the state and county system.

As for the soldiers and horses of the Kelei Department, they are more like a group of mercenaries, very capable of fighting, but they are all here to work.There are also a large number of Uighurs in Hexi, but their combat effectiveness is not at the same level as that of the Dangxiang, Tubo, and Kerai.

Outside Linhe City is the Yellow River, and after crossing the Yellow River is the boundary of Kaifeng Prefecture. When Yang Lin employs a man, he goes straight to the vital point as soon as they meet, and first wins the party soldiers into his hands.

"Gongming, where is Wanyan Xiyin now?"

"Stationed in the Linghe area."

Yang Lin frowned, and scolded: "Wanyan Xiyin only has 5 horses, you don't fight him in Linghe, why come here to kill such small fish and shrimps as Hushe?"

Song Jiang sighed, and said: "The imperial court sent envoys to the Jinbing Camp to have peace talks with the Jurchens. During the period, repeated orders were issued, ordering all parties to serve the king's soldiers and horses not to attack the Jurchen camp. The lower official also heard that Hushe is near the Linhe River. He poisoned the common people, tortured and killed the common people, and risked being impeached and punished, and came here to strangle him. Zhang An of Nazhi Hesi, with his laborers, flooded a Jurchen camp and is still imprisoned. It’s in Bianliang Prison.”

After speaking, he took out an edict from his sleeve, but Yang Lin snatched it over to look at it, threw it on the ground and spat.The monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty liked to do this kind of thing, and it hasn't changed at all for so long.

"Talk about his mother! We have reached the gate, and peace talks! When the Khitans went south, outside the city of Chanzhou, my soldiers stood firm in the town behind the Liao army, and shot and killed the Liao general Xiao Talan with an eight-ox crossbow under the city of Chanzhou. The Khitan army There is also Wang Jizhong, the old general who surrendered to the Liao Dynasty, and my Great Song court secretly communicated, preparing to deal a fatal blow to Khitan. At such a once-in-a-thousand-year time, the Manchu military embraced the emperor to come to peace talks. There is no reason to let them go. 20 Guansui coins.

Now a hundred years have passed, Khitan has already set in the west, unexpectedly, the monarchs and ministers in this hall have not made any progress. "

After this sentence was finished, there was no sound in the hall, the young master was too violent, it was fine to scold the ministers, why even the emperor was incidentally involved.Everyone pretended not to hear, and was going to hide something for Shao Zai, otherwise it would be a serious crime if someone wanted to hear it.At that time, everyone present will be suspected of leaking the news, isn't this a worry to death.

Yang Lin didn't have this realization at all, and continued: "The king is fatuous, and the courtiers are incompetent. Who can save Da Song at this time?"

At this time, a big black man popped up suddenly, and said in a loud voice: "Who else can there be except Shao Zai?" Hua Rong said, hitting his shoulder with his fist, and the armor he punched made a loud noise. .

Yang Lin glanced at Hua Rong approvingly, sometimes there have to be so many reckless people, and Lu Wang who he arranged has not come out yet, so there is a rush to answer.Of course it would be better for him to shout like this, Yang Lin put his hands behind his back, raised his head and sighed slightly.

"If the destiny really belongs to me, I would like to be Huo Guang and Yin Yi. You are my life-and-death brothers, and there is nothing to hide. This time I ran thousands of miles from Youyan to wipe out the traitors in the court."

After a moment of silence, there was a coaxing sound, and a commotion erupted, and Song Jiang also stared at Yang Lin dumbfounded.I knew that Shao Zai was not an ordinary person, but I didn't expect his mother to be so unusual. This is something that I dare not even think about, but he said it lightly, and I will start to do it right away.

Everyone in the hall was straightforward, this carelessness, could it be the work of the dragon?Still in power and still be Huo Guang?Whoever believes is a fool.

Even if he would not turn against the Song Dynasty in a hurry, after this suspicion was planted, Yang Shaozai still dared to continue to be a Song official with all his heart, no matter how good he was while he was alive, wouldn't he be afraid that his descendants would be overturned?

Song Jiang reacted the fastest, and hurriedly led a group of generals to show their loyalty, turning his eyes back and forth, for fear that any brother would not open his eyes and say an inappropriate sentence, and be sacrificed to the flag by the young master.

This kind of thing is not said to be slow, since it has been said, it must be done immediately.Song Jiang didn't understand this truth, so he hurried forward, tugged at Yang Lin's sleeve and said, "Sir, it doesn't matter much in the small town of Linhe, the Jurchen tartars have all been killed, according to the officials, it's better to hurry up and go. It's too late, and the news leaked out, it's not good."

Yang Lin nodded, and walked out of the Linhe government office with a group of excited Northwest cronies.

The drums and horns sounded together, causing the horses to gallop back and forth. After a while, the gates of the city were opened wide, and countless soldiers and horses rolled up smoke and dust to cover the sky and the sun.

People are like dragons, horses are like tigers, more than [-] blood-thirsty, hard-boiled fighters are going to Bianliang City, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty in Kaifeng Prefecture.

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4Chapter 16 Bloody Smoke Cage Spirit River

Outside Linghe Town, in the Jurchen camp, the envoy from the Song Dynasty was Lan Congxi, who was having a drink with Wanyan Xiyin at this time.

This led to the peace talks, the Jurchen Tartars withdrew their troops, and the siege of Bianliang was resolved by itself. At that time, are you afraid that the officials will not reward you with nobles?

The display in the big tent is very simple, and the Jurchens are only stationed here temporarily, and Wanyan Xiyin doesn't know when they will break out of camp.

All the Jurchens outside the tent had no intention of fighting anymore. Their arms were full of treasures, and their horses were covered with gold and silver jewelry. Many rings even had bloody severed fingers on them. The flesh and blood under it gave off a stench.

In the land of Youyan, the main force of Jurchen is having a hard time, especially the second prince Wanyan Zongwang, who has been besieged on Taining Mountain. There is not enough food and grass, Wanyan Xiyin has to go back to support.

At this time, Lan Congxi's arrival naturally hit it off with Wanyan Xiyin.Da Song took out 70 guns and ordered Hebei to no longer fight with the Jin soldiers, and Wanyan Xiyin withdrew his troops and left the Central Plains.

Occasionally there was a burst of laughter in the tent, and after a while Wanyan Xiyin personally sent them out, looking at the glamorous Song mission with a smile, a sense of disdain welled up from the bottom of his heart.

These people occupy the best place and have the most wealth, but they are so incompetent and cowardly.One day, my Dajin stabilizes the rear and destroys Yelu Yanxi Palace. I must go south to take this magnificent place that looks like a fairyland, and enjoy this boundless wealth for once.

Lan Congxi walked out of the camp with a smile, and did not forget to turn his head when he was parting, and clasped his fists with Xi Yin as a signal.Right now the autumn is bright and refreshing, but his mood is full of spring breeze.

A hundred imperial guards from the Beijing camp escorted him away slowly and returned to Bianliang.