As the Nanjing of the Liao people, the intelligence of Xijin Mansion is to manage Nanjing Dao. In the city, a fang market was still set up according to the old system of the former Tang Dynasty, and there were walls and fang gates everywhere.

There are 300,000 people here, and there are all kinds of people, Han, Liao, Xi, Bohai, Jurchen......

Since it is Nanjing, it is natural to have an imperial city.

Just to the southwest of the city, there is a sub-city, which is called the Imperial City.

This courtyard is close to the imperial city and looks quite gorgeous.

At this time, the snow had not yet thawed, and the Liao and Song dynasties had been peaceful for many years, and the magnates had long lost their vigilance.

The owner of the house is watching the dance.

The dancers were two Han girls, but the musicians on the side were from Bohai.

The owner looked more than thirty years old, sitting on the side drinking, humming a few words along with the tune from time to time, which was extremely pleasant.

Singing and singing, a subordinate came over and announced: "Lin Ya, the news just came, saying that a small group of Song soldiers have infiltrated it, let this side be more vigilant, once they are discovered, they will all be killed, but they must keep their heads and things that can prove that they are Song people." ”

Lin Ya is the meaning of a scribe, but the man is drinking with one hand and gnawing on the leg of mutton with the other, and he does not have the demeanor of a scribe at all.

He raised his head slightly, and suddenly scolded: "Does the Han dog dare to come to Nanjing to look for death?" ”

The song stopped, and the two Han girls were shivering......

Here, they are lambs to be slaughtered, but they are much better treated than the two-legged sheep back then, and the Liao people even set up the so-called southern officials to rule the Han people with the Han system.

The man looked at the only remaining bones on the leg of mutton, and suddenly threw it out.

The sheep bone smashed into the chest of a Chinese woman, rebounded and fell to the ground.

The Han girl didn't dare to move, she was just trembling.

The man stood up, his eyes fierce in his eyes. He muttered, "Is this a rebellion?" Animal-like Han Chinese...... Except for women, they are all animals......"

He strode over, and then went to pull at the clothes of a Chinese woman.

The Han girl subconsciously went to protect it, but was slapped by the man and knelt there.

The man probably felt depressed, so he raised his head and shouted, and the people around him scattered.

One man and two women......

The man grabbed the Han girl's hair and dragged it back, and the Han girl cried out, "Slaves don't sell themselves...... ...... to marry"

The man dragged the two Han girls to the back one in one hand, laughing from time to time, looking extremely happy.

After turning the front yard and entering the door of the inner courtyard, there is another world.

The two Chinese women grabbed the man's wrists, but they didn't dare to struggle anymore.

All the way to the outside of the bedroom, the man kicked the door open and laughed......

"Hahahaha......"

The door was kicked open, and a man stood inside it, as if he had been waiting.

"Ahh

Anyone would be startled at such a scene, but the man was different, he just shouted and swung it with a punch.

Yan Baoyu grabbed his wrist with one hand, and held his throat with the other, gradually exerting force.

Giggle......

The man's throat sounded similar to that of a hen after laying eggs, his face was red, and his eyes were desperate.

"Baoyu, ask for a confession."

Huang Chun came in from outside, and when he saw the two Han girls hiding to the side in fear, he smiled and said, "Someone is a Han person, you don't need to panic." ”

But when the two Han girls heard this, they panicked even more, and one of them opened his mouth and shouted: "Help......"

What does that mean?

Huang Chun's eyes showed a fierce light, and he shouted: "Call again to kill you." ”

The screaming stopped abruptly, and there was silence all around, and suddenly there was a short scream from the front, and then someone was running......

"Save ......"

Several villagers came in from the front yard, their eyes were full of bloodthirsty excitement, and the smell of blood was gradually dissipating.

"Brother Chun, it's all cleaned up."

Huang Chun nodded, squatted down to look at a Han girl, and asked, "Why are you afraid of me?" ”

The Han girl just shook her head, with fear in her eyes.

Huang Chun said helplessly: "We are Han people!" That man was ready to do something to you just now, if it weren't for us......"

"Slave is a prostitute......

Nima!

Huang Chun only felt a sense of depression in his chest, and wanted to howl uncomfortably.

"Would you like to go back with us?"

In his opinion, being able to return to the Great Song Dynasty is a blessing for them.

"I don't want to."

But the two Han girls shook their heads in unison and refused.

"Why?"

Huang Chun was disappointed in his heart, thinking that these two Han girls were not cheap?

A Han girl said, "I heard that the people over there live hard......

Huang Chun got up and said with a wry smile: "This is so ......"

When the Liao people first took over the Yanyun area, the Han people often broke out in uprisings and struggles. But after the Liao people gradually began to treat the Han people well, the situation changed.

A villager said in a low voice: "Brother Chun, some people in Xiongzhou will come here......

Huang Chun snorted and said, "At this moment, I know why Lang Jun looks down on those officials in the court, they are all stupid!" ”

Originally, I thought that I was the king's teacher, and the Han people in the north greeted me as a pot pulp, but I didn't expect to get a cold heart.

"The taxes here are lower than those of the Great Song Dynasty...... It's so ......."

Huang Chun was speechless, "Lang Jun said that he wanted to look north at the rivers and mountains, but in this case, even if he fights, these Han people are afraid that they will pick up knives and guns to fight with us, what's wrong?" ”

He suddenly roared, "What's going on? ”

The villagers stood in the courtyard, only silently.

Why is there such indifference between the same people? And they have to fight each other.

What they didn't know was that during the Northern Expedition during the Song Huizong period, after the Song army entered Youzhou City, they robbed the Han people and lost the last bit of blood relationship. So much so that when the Jin invaded south, the Han people in the north enthusiastically joined the army......

The collapse of the country has never had anything to do with external enemies, most of them rotted from the inside, and the role of external enemies was just a slight push, and this dilapidated house collapsed with a bang.

"I want to tell Lang Jun, remember, no matter who is alive, when I return to Bianliang, I will tell Lang Jun the thoughts of these Han people in Youzhou."

Huang Chun felt that Shen An had a way to reverse this trend.

"Brother Chun, our whereabouts have been known."

Yan Baoyu brought bad news, and Huang Chun sneered: "So-and-so said that he felt that something was wrong, and immediately found the seeds, let's go back!" ”

found some seeds of white stacks in this house, and the township soldiers played the ability to steal chickens and dogs, and searched for a while in the homes of the surrounding magnates, and gained a lot.

Several bags of seeds were broken down, and one person carried a little.

While the city gate was still closed, the village soldiers dispersed and gathered outside the city.

Huang Chun glanced back at Xijin Mansion and said, "I hope that the next time I come back, this place will become Youzhou." ”

Youzhou of the Great Song Dynasty!

……

All the way across the Gaoliang River, Huang Chun and the others didn't have time to sigh about the big battle that took place here that year, and night fell.

"I feel a little flustered."

Fetched water by the river and ate dry food, and the villagers who were originally going to camp were picked up by Huang Chun.

"You have to go right away, you're all ready, I'm afraid I'm going to kill someone."

There are more than 200 miles from here to Xiongzhou, which seems not far, but Huang Chun feels that there is a crisis everywhere.

Not long after they left, a group of horsemen came with torches.

Someone dismounted and looked at the river, then turned around and shouted, "Someone has lived here, one or two hundred people, all with horses." ”

A general sneered: "That's them." It's a lot of guts! Dare to come to Xijin Mansion...... Scouts get out, find them, and go! ”

The horses' hooves broke through the ice floe, and the young grass that had just begun to emerge underneath was splashed with grass juice from the trampling.

It was not until the early hours of the morning that these more than 300 horsemen recaptured the traces of Huang Chun and others.

"They ...... ahead"

The general looked ahead on horseback, his eyes were cold, "Catch them and drag them to death with their horses!" ”

The sound of horses' hooves became more and more urgent, and more than three hundred horsemen began to speed up.

More than a dozen horsemen could already be seen fleeing in a hurry ahead, and the general shouted: "Faster, faster!" ”

There are only more than 100 people on the other side, and he doesn't need to be afraid of anything, just kill him.

A few fire heads suddenly appeared on the left, and when the general turned his head, he saw several excited faces and a few rockets.

The rocket flew in, and the trajectory was very clear, with some arcs......

The general lowered his head, only to find that there was a lot of hay under his feet, and the key was that there was still a pungent smell.

The rocket fell, igniting the hay, and the general shouted: "Kill!" ”

By the time the fire burned, Lao Tzu had already rushed out!

He sneered in his heart, but as soon as the war horse rushed out a few steps, the surroundings burned violently.

Rumble!

The flames rose suddenly, and they were exceptionally clear before dawn.

The pungent smell is the fire oil, and it is the fire oil prepared by Shen An, which can burn quickly in case of fire, which is really a must-have for home travel, and a personal treasure that kills people and sells goods......

The war horse suddenly encountered the flames, and immediately lost control, and for a while people turned over on their backs, and the war horse ran around neighing......

"Attack!"

Huang Chunyang took the lead in smugly, and Yan Baoyu behind him measured the direction of the wind, and then lit a small clay pot with a few villagers and threw it out.

The clay pot was thrown among the Liao, and the smoke gradually filled.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The general took a puff of smoke and felt extremely uncomfortable in his throat.

"Get out!"

He knew that only by rushing out could he survive, and when the time came to assemble again, he would teach these Song people a lesson in the annihilation of the entire army.

"Crossbow Bolt ......"

Through the flames and smoke, the general saw the arrows......

This is not a country soldier!

It is impossible for the village soldiers to have such sophisticated equipment.

"Fooled, we fooled!"

There are more than 100 township soldiers, as weak as chickens and dogs, and more than 300 horsemen can easily strangle them.

This was their idea before they set off, but this idea vanished after three different waves of attacks.

Where the hell would this be a village soldier!

A wave of arrows will fall a wave of Liao troops, and the Song people did not rush to kill, but wandered around the periphery, consuming them with arrows.

The general was desperate to find that this group of village soldiers were veterans, so he urged his subordinates to rush out.

"Surround them!"

The enemy army is currently panicked, and it is difficult to control the war horses, so it is difficult to form a joint force, which is a golden opportunity.

The crossbow bolts kept being fired, and watching the enemy cavalry keep falling, Huang Chun smiled cruelly; "Do you think Lao Tzu is a good man? Lao Tzu is a good man, but my family Langjun is a demon king......"

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The third is sent, good night.