Hebei East Road, the Yellow River ferry in the southern region of Bozhou.

The surging Yellow River, the waves rolling, like a giant dragon lying across the land of China. In the camp on the north bank that stretches for dozens of miles, there are also rammed earth walls piled up two or three zhang, each on all sides is only about three or four miles long, and it is also all the camp walls set up as soon as possible to resist the rebel soldiers and horses who crossed the Yellow River in the north.

When Xiao Tang swept through the northern region of Jingdong Road, and soon mobilized ships and soldiers to assemble in the north. Naturally, the Jin Imperial Court had already expected that the guy was bound to continue to fight north with the momentum of a big victory. Originally, he and the Song Dynasty temporarily made a truce according to the armor, but that Xiao Tang not only resisted the order, but instead mobilized the troops to fight more happily, so it was inevitable that he was rampant, and he came to covet the two roads in Hebei and other large areas of the state capital to conquer and conquer, even if the guys now have the upper hand in momentum, for the Jin people, they will naturally be resentful, how can there be a reason to spit out the meat swallowed in the mouth again?

Even if there was another rebel army under the command of Xiao Tang in the north who continued to invade and harass various military states along the coast of Nanjing Road and Tokyo Road from the sea, the soldiers and horses of the Jin army stationed in the north not only had no spare strength to gather ships and destroy the henchmen in the rear in one fell swoop, but they were also able to be restrained to the death. On the Hebei side, it is still necessary to mobilize all vital forces to deploy defense on the north bank of the Yellow River.

Among the soldiers and horses of the Jin army, the Jurchens and even other Hulu tribes, although most of them are better at riding horses and neglecting water warfare, but now they have also learned to be obedient, and they also know that they only fight water battles with the rebels in small boats driven by the propping oars, I am afraid that most of them in the turbulent Yellow River are only capsized and overturned to feed Wang Ba, but if the rebels under Xiao Tang's department really drive boats to kill, at least block the river bank defense line and only suppress it with bows and crossbows, and then order the garrison military horses to rush up and fight with a group of rebels who have landed on the shore. It's just that although it is not pouring rain these days, it is raining down, whether it is the soldiers and horses sent to be rangers and sentinels, or the soldiers and horses stationed in the walls of the camps and villages, they are also a little listless.

On the contrary, we must beware of the Song people of the Southern Dynasty who will come back again, when did my Jurchen Erlang ever hold his breath so much in the war? When will this bird's day be counted? If you don't come for a day, I can only wait here?

The Jin army stationed on the defense line on the bank of the river and the original pseudo-Qi army in Beitou were in decline, and most of them had complicated thoughts, so naturally they could not compare with the momentum of the Jin army who crossed the Yellow River several times and looked directly at the Song soldiers and horses as if they were nothing. Many of the Tartar generals cursed Xiao Tang and his rebels with the most vicious words in their hearts, but in fact, the fear of the enemy was also imperceptibly entangled in their hearts.

Finally one day

A famous general who was riding his horse around the riverbank sneezed a few times, and then spat heavily on the ground with thick phlegm, and cursed a few words in Hu language. Together with the fifty or sixty horsemen behind him, they were all scattered, and they all seemed to be in high spirits these days.

However, considering the previous battles, this Zahu army general still had some luck in his heart, when Wanyan Wushu led the army to kill the Yellow River again, and invaded the two roads of the Song Realm and Jingdong to resist the wanton looting. Originally, this miscellaneous general still complained in his heart, why did he press all the sons and daughters of his tribe on the border of Hebei and Hebei? Although he had robbed and looted a lot of property, livestock, grain, and slaves in the past, and successively forced the bodies of several Song women, sure enough, the women of the Southern Dynasty had fine skin and tender meat, and some of them seemed to be able to pinch out the water with a hard pinch.

Although compared to the bitter cold land in the north of the country, pulling his own people to struggle hard to make a living, since the Jurchen army Ma Nan invaded the ** that has been able to unscrupulously vent the backlog in his heart, but in the southern Song Dynasty, there are still a lot of wealth, grain and livestock, and women waiting to be grabbed? When will there be too many such beautiful things?

But now this miscellaneous army general will secretly think: If he really continued to fight south with the army of the fourth prince, how many people would be able to save their lives and return north now? After all, in the north, there are still women and children of my tribe, as well as a few children who are waiting to be fed, and the wealth, money, food, and slaves that have been taken by force are almost enough, and it may be time to go home

But at the beginning, because the war had been taken advantage of, where was there such a beautiful thing as coming and leaving when you wanted? If the Jurchen nobles saw that the tribes they led had already had the heart of slacking off, even if they would not die, in the current southern invasion of the soldiers and horses, the tribes and tribes, and even the Jurchen military horses were already very in awe when they hated it, and the soldiers and soldiers under the command of Xiao Tang were taken out by the Jurchen nobles and cut down to make an example of the monkeys, but now they had to be placed at the forefront of the Yellow River and called as cannon fodder. When will there be a bird's head on this day?

Thinking of this, this miscellaneous general cursed a few words with the most vicious and filthy words he knew, scolding Xiao Tang, and those Jurchen nobles who oversaw the army all day long, his eyes were staring, and "Huh!? With a sound, he immediately stood still, and immediately looked at the rolling Yellow River. Along with the guards on the walled wall not far behind, some of them shouted, and they all looked over the river.

The rolling Yellow River, which was emptied by the majestic waves and turbid waves, was filled with water vapor on the surface of the rainy river and looked hazy, but soon, together with the general of the Zahu army, there seemed to be countless banners standing on the opposite side, gradually revealing their tracks from the mist.

It didn't take long for a long time to see that the large warships that were like rivers and mountains and floating cities sailed in waves, and then all kinds of large and small ships also entered the eyes of the Jin army soldiers and horses stationed on the north bank of the Yellow River.

"It's Xiao Tang! It's the sailors and horses he commands! Xiao Tang is here! That's coming! ”

In the camps on the north bank of the Yellow River, which stretched for dozens of miles, the noisy sounds of rushing to the city walls and warning the golden drums suddenly resounded, and under the loud orders of the Jurchen, Zahu, and Han army generals, a large number of soldiers either rushed to the city, or rushed out of the camp to form a hastily formation. The Zahu general, who had been leading the crowd to inspect along the north bank of the Yellow River, also shouted loudly, and immediately urged his horses again, leading dozens of horsemen behind him to rush towards the nearest city wall to him. However, what even the Zahu Jun didn't realize was that there was a bit of fear in his loud warning words.

Among the large and small ships that are moving rapidly on the river, Ruan Xiaoer is standing straight on the bow of a large loach ship in the center and front, although he, the elder brother of the three heroes of the Ruan family, was also regarded as the leader of the three naval armies on the side of Shuibo Liangshan when Li Junde ordered other sailors to act in Baozhou and Phi Dao in Liaodong, but now he is shirtless, revealing the unkempt yellow hair on his strong chest, and he can firmly grasp the board with his bare feet, and his shoulders are only covered with robes. It doesn't look like the commander of the army in the regular navy.

At this time, Ruan Xiaoer's face was even more eyebrows raised, and the pair of tricks was also terrifying, seeing that several naval ships were approaching the north bank of the Yellow River, he also shouted and scolded loudly: "Dog Tartar, first a few rounds of crossbows and strong bows down, teach the birds to die on the shore are all poked with hedgehogs, and see how you guys can stop us from crossing to the shore!" ”

Ruan Xiaoer scolded angrily, and suddenly he remembered one more thing, so he immediately turned around and shouted loudly: "Ruan Liang! Where did you kid run away again? ”