I rebelled in the Song Dynasty

Xiao Zhan didn't care how the grain transport team was bribed. At this moment, he finally understood that the alliance was just a temporary measure for the Jurchens. Now he just wanted to take the [-] cavalry back.

The Jurchens must not be allowed to get horses. The Jurchens charging on two legs are already very powerful, and they will win more than they lose against the Khitan cavalry.

The Khitan only relied on their cavalry and numbers to temporarily overwhelm the Jurchens. Otherwise, how could the Jurchens stay in this barren land and pretend to form an alliance with the Liao.

If the Jurchens get these war horses, their strength will definitely rise to a new level.

Invasion of the Liao Kingdom is certain, after all, the Jurchens have only one neighbor.

Coupled with the domestic rebellion and the Song people in the south who have been coveting the Yanyun Sixteen States, the combination of these parties can definitely overthrow Guo Zuo.

Many of the Khitan soldiers were exhausted. In the past, after the three drums passed, the entire army must have been assembled long ago.

But at this time, the three-way drum had only gathered half of the troops, and many people lay unconscious on the ground.

At this time, the noise of the Jurchens came from outside the camp.

In this vast white snow, all sounds seemed to be amplified.

The team outside the camp was very noisy and chaotic. It seemed that they were not in a team. The Jurchens did not keep it secret. From a distance, Xiao Zhan could see that it was the Jurchens who were shouting and shouting.

"These Khitan people have eaten our cattle, and we will use their horses to compensate."

Xiao Zhan didn't care about anything else. He asked those who could move to drive the war horses to a place. He also couldn't care about the other sergeants who couldn't climb on the horses.

"The whole army rushes to the camp and goes to Liaoyang Mansion."

After that, they took the lead and charged forward. The road was blocked by heavy snow, and the speed of the war horses could not be reached to the extreme. However, the Jurchens did not seem to be in a hurry, with only two thousand cavalry chasing after them.

He followed the Khitan people in a leisurely manner, as if he were driving animals.

Tusu'er was so angry that he itched his teeth and said: "There are only 2000 people. If I am in good health, I will make sure they never come back."

Xiao Zhan was sullen and speechless. Now he felt that as long as he relaxed, he would be unable to hold back.

Some of the sergeants who came out with him had already opened their pants, exposed their white buttocks, and lay on the horse, letting go.

It is not an easy task to gallop in thigh-deep snow. The horses are tired and the people are tired.

The Khitans waded ahead to clear a path, but the Jurchens followed effortlessly.

Xiao Zhan could see the smile on the Jurchen's face even when he turned around.

Just as he was thinking about countermeasures, hundreds of men suddenly appeared in the snow, threw out the horse ropes in their hands, and tied dozens of ownerless horses. The men acted very quickly, pulled the ropes, and let the horses go. After slowing down, he quickly jumped on the horse and led hundreds of horses away from the Khitan team.

Xiao Zhan's eyes were red. The Jurchen took their horses away in front of him grandly and then said: "Shoot, shoot all those horses to death." Even if they die, they cannot be given to the Jurchens.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was like a flood was released and it could no longer be stopped.

...

With this order, dozens of arrows were shot out in vain.

The man who snatched the Khitan horse turned around, stretched out his hand to grab the arrow and said, "Khitan boy, with such little strength, you can't hit your grandfather."

..... Xiao Zhan was so angry that he couldn't speak. If he hadn't been drugged, how could he have been humiliated like this? He suddenly thought of Du Fu's words about the boys in Nancun bullying me. At this moment, he and hundreds of others died. The poet of the year resonated.

They fled all the way south, and from time to time they were attacked by men ambushing in the snow.

Xiao Zhan didn't care. He just wanted to get to the pass as soon as possible. There were defenders there. Even though they were brave, they could hold off the Jurchens for a while.

The Jurchens seemed to have seen through Xiao Zhan. The Jurchens, who had been driving them away slowly, suddenly accelerated, as if they didn't want them to go forward.

Xiao Zhan took a look and saw that the sergeants who followed him all took off their pants and looked like dead dogs, lying on the back of the horse, spraying some from time to time...

At this time, not to mention resisting, even if he was cursing, he didn't have the extra energy to open his mouth.

The same was true for Tusuer, lying half dead on his horse.

Xiao Zhan sighed, knowing it was time to make a decision.

The horseman stepped forward and said: "Tusul, the Jurchens have betrayed their alliance. You have to pass on this news as quickly as possible so that His Majesty can make a decision. In addition, I want you to take the remaining troops, regardless of you and Yerenan." We must use some method to get the gunpowder formula mastered by the Song Army in Shuozhou. Only in this way can we protect our Khitan foundation."

"Teacher," Tusuer said weakly, he vaguely knew what Xiao Zhan was going to do.

Xiao Zhan glanced at the Jurchens who were getting closer and closer behind him, interrupted Tusu'er and said: "Tusu'er, sometimes, do you blame the teacher for being too harsh on your three brothers and sisters?"

Who says a man bleeds but doesn’t shed tears? It’s just that he hasn’t reached the point of sadness.

Tusu'er's huge tears kept pricking in his eyes, but he just couldn't shed them.

The teacher said that men are born to be upright. Tears are something that weak men use to gain sympathy. A good man should not be a weak man, so men have no tears.

Tusul clearly remembers that when he was a child, he climbed the wall with his brothers to go out to play. The brothers climbed out, but he did not climb out. He sat on the wall and cried. The teacher came over and did not punish him. He was very kind. He held her in his arms and said these words that he would never forget in his life.

I don’t know when the loving teacher disappeared. It seemed to be when he was ten years old, or when he was eight years old. Tusuer couldn’t remember it. He only knew that as he grew older, the teacher never smiled at them again. , the lessons and punishments are getting heavier and heavier.

And today he saw the once loving teacher again, but he knew this was farewell.

I was so choked up that I couldn't speak, and I shook my head like a rattle.

Xiao Zhan reached out and touched Tusu'er's bald head and said, "Chi'er, the teacher has been with you here. You and Yerunan should support each other and walk slowly on the way forward. Listen to Yerunan's ideas. , he won’t harm you.”

Xiao Zhan had a thousand words to say and didn't know what to explain. He wanted to give a few instructions on everything, but the Jurchens kept approaching and there was no time.

Xiao Zhan smiled as he watched Tusu'er go away, slowing down his horse. He was followed by more than a thousand riders, all of whom were his usual confidants.

Everyone knew that they would die this time, but no one flinched. Unable to hold the sword, they hugged the spear and lay on the horse.

Xiao Zhan wanted to chat with the Jurchens for a while, but unexpectedly, the Jurchens' horses did not slow down at all and directly collided with them.

Xiao Zhan tied the sword tightly to his hand, shouted "kill" and kicked the horse's belly with both legs. Suddenly more than a thousand riders began to charge faster.

The collision between the two cavalry was fierce and cruel, but the result was obvious.