In the abandoned city of Jian'an, the drums of the soldiers suddenly sounded, and they went straight into the tattered cowhide tents.

As a gust of autumn rain passed, the temperature on the Liaodong Peninsula dropped suddenly, and gusts of north wind also howled, drilling through the cracks in the tent, making the ragged tent almost as cold as outside, and every night, it was unbearable for the elderly Yang Akang. This old tartar misses the happy times of his youth more and more.

It's just that this happiness is too short-lived!

The old tartar stretched his waist, and reluctantly got out of the warm fur bedding, and began to wear his beloved silk clothes one by one—all decades old, I don't know how many patches they were, and in order to prolong their life, the old tartar was reluctant to wash them, and after I don't know how many years, they were full of unpleasant smells.

His youngest son, Ah Xi, told him how many times he had thrown away these rags and changed them into animal skins. But the old Tartar said nothing—these clothes were a memento of the old Tartar's time of arrogance! It carries all the nostalgia of the little prince of the Jin Kingdom, who has been reduced to a wild tartar, for the rich life in the past and the family and friends who died in the war......

The tattered clothes had not yet been dressed, the curtain of the tattered tent had been lifted, and a cool breeze rushed in, and the old Tartar shivered, looked up at the door, and it turned out to be the little Tartar Yang Axi who ran in a panic.

The old tartar's face sank: "Ah Xi, what are you doing?" It's such a big person, can you be steady? How can you be the head of a clan like you in the future? ”

The little tartar stomped his feet, looked at the old man who was wearing tattered clothes, and shouted, "Also, what kind of patriarch should you be?" Our Hidden Dragon Village Yang family is going to be unlucky! ”

"Ahh The old tartar sat on the ground and asked in a trembling voice. "What's wrong, what's wrong. Mo no, Mo Mo didn't the Mongols know our identity? ”

The little Tartar shook his head and shouted loudly: "No, no, it's the Song people calling!" ”

"What? Song, the Song people called!? The old Tartar was stunned and stunned, "Which Song?" ”

"The Great Song Dynasty of the Southern Dynasty! The Northern Expeditionary Army of the Great Song Dynasty has reached Liaodong! The little tartar stomped his feet and said, "Let's fall for the old thief of Ashuru...... Where is this going to the flower world in Jiangnan? It's clear that he is going to fight with the Song army who is going north in the floating sea!

The military horses of the Great Song Dynasty have all hit Liaodong. Apparently a strong soldier! The Mongols have probably lost the Central Plains! ”

"Ahh The old tartar's eyes widened, and he suddenly burst out laughing, as if he had heard some joke. "You believe this, who did you listen to?"

The little tartar shouted, "Really! It has already been spread all over the world, and last night a thousand-man team of the Mongols was defeated, and it was in the Great Black Mountain that they encountered the Southern Barbarians! Now Jinzhou and Fuzhou are occupied by the southerners. There is also news that the leader of this group of southern barbarians is an immortal, what kind of heavenly king has descended, and he will fly to the heavens and the earth......"

"King Ming? King Ming descended? Isn't this a vegetable demon? They are the sworn enemies of the Great Song Dynasty! "The old Tartar is indeed knowledgeable. Immediately, I heard that something was wrong.

"What kind of vegetable demon meat demon, anyway, this southern barbarian is not easy to fight!" The little tartar pointed to the door and said, "Do you hear the drums?" This is to gather troops to fight this southern barbarian! ”

The dull beat of drums came in bursts, and it was like a burst. It's like a talisman!

The Han dynasty rose, the Mongols weakened, and the Central Plains changed hands. Of course, there are also rumors that the Han people have immortals descending into the world, which was soon partially confirmed!

To start a war with the Song army on the ground in the old Jin State Gaizhou, this matter itself has already explained the problem!

Although it is also possible that the Song army will send troops to Liaodong without overcoming the Central Plains. However, the Mongols did not send heavy troops to Liaodong, but relied on the forces of the Jurchens in Liaodong to deal with the Song army of the Northern Expedition. This illustrates. The Mongols were already quite tight! The main force of the Mongols has either been pinned down in the Central Plains, or has been annihilated by the Song people! That's why I can't afford to send a large army to Liaodong!

Although the various tartars here in Liaodong are wild, who can mix with the head of a clan in this troubled world without a delicate heart?

As soon as Ashulu said the news that the southern barbarians were "harassing" Liaodong, the two hundred or so patriarchs below immediately understood what was going on. In the past, the Southern Song Dynasty's previous Northern Expeditions did not send troops across the sea to attack Liaodong! Why did it come this time? And what kind of "attack" needs to gather 20,000 Jurchens to deal with?

But I know in my heart that it doesn't mean that I dare to say it on my face. At present, Ashulu still has two Mongolian thousand-man teams in his hands, and the remaining power of the Mongols who have ruled Liaodong and Liaoxi for more than 30 years is still there!

Ashulu stood up suddenly, his eyes as if he were breathing fire, and viciously swept over the heads of more than 200 Jurchen Tartars gathered outside the tent of the Chinese army.

"The Song people are our Mongolian opponents, and they are also the mortal enemies of your female really! The changes in Jingkang, you must know better than a certain family! The Emperor Taishang and the Emperor of the Song people were all taken prisoner by your Jurchens and were held in the City of the Five Kingdoms until they died. The princesses and concubines of the Song people have all become the playthings of your Jurchens, and they have been humiliated to death one by one! This is the ...... In your Jurchen tribe, you are all regarded as the great achievements of your ancestors. Now it's okay, the army of the Song people has crossed the sea and is going to kill all the Jurchens! What are you going to do? ”

Ashulu also knew that he couldn't hide it, and he was going to go to the battlefield soon, so how could he hide it? Let's just make it clear. Anyway, Mongolia slaughtered tens of millions of Han people, and the Jurchens are not good birds, and the slaughtered Han people will not be less than 10 million! Even if the surnamed Chen uses them now, he will still unload the mill and kill the donkey afterwards. Spread out to the table, it's nothing.

"Fight! Fight with the Southern Barbarians! ”

"The Southern Barbarians are coming to kill us, what do we have to hesitate about? Only fight! ”

"Yes, fight with them!"

The more than 200 Tartar patriarchs are not stupid, they can only shout and kill at the moment, even if they want to follow the Song people in the future, they have to hurt them first! Only when the Song people are hurt can they be sold at a price - there are a lot of women in the Song people's wealth, if we want to give birth to a girl and really take refuge, why do we have to knock a sum of money?

Seeing that most of the more than 200 patriarchs below were happy to express themselves, Ashulu slapped him suddenly: "Okay! The big guys will go back and clean up, and send troops early tomorrow morning to go south to Fuzhou and the abandoned city, where we will have a war with the Nanban! In this battle, the looted goods, armor, and women, we Mongols don't want a penny, it's all yours! When this Nanban who does not know death is broken, I promise to take you to the Central Plains, to the south of the Yangtze River, to kill and wash hard, and we must kill the Han people! ”

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Boom......

The roar shook the mountain, the bronze cannon and the gun carriage retreated, and the iron ball slammed into the wall of a wooden walled city, and suddenly the sky collapsed, and a large section of the wall collapsed, and the tartars guarding it fell to the ground one after another. Then there was a shouting of killing, and seven or eight hundred dismounted Eight Banner vests and thousands of infantry of the Northern Expeditionary Army rushed forward together!

Not far from this walled city, a hot air balloon used to bluff people has slowly risen into the air, carrying the goddess Stick Mo Ying Niang and the one-armed Taoist Yang Aguo.

The Jurchen tribe that was about to be attacked was close to the abandoned city of Fuzhou, because there was a large area of mountains, forests and grasslands, and there was a coastline for fishing boats to enter and exit, and the whole tribe was quite prosperous. The patriarch of this tribe took 200 warriors to Liaoyang Province (at the call of Ashulu), but more than 500 strong men and old and weak women guarded the village and refused to surrender.

Chen Dexing didn't talk nonsense with them, and went directly to the cannons, warriors and hot air balloons! Anyway, he didn't want to keep these Jurchen tribes, so he directly broke the trap and arrested them and let Mo Ying Niang educate them-if they can teach, if they can't teach, they will be killed directly!

Of course, after the indoctrination is completed, there will still be oppression! Among them, the strong people were organized into the Eight Banners, and the old and weak women and children were divided...... Eight Banners shared a share, and Chen Dexing also took a share to his Han warriors -- 50,000 warriors were to be granted land, at least 15 million mu, and they themselves had no time to plant, how could they do it without a "million serfs"?

Therefore, the way out designed by Chen Dexing for all kinds of Tartars is that the strong carry the flag and the weak are slaves! In this way, the various Tartars in eastern and western Liaodong were divided into two classes, the Eight Banners and the serfs, according to their strength and weakness -- if we include the Han scholars who were more noble than the Eight Banners and the Han peasants who "immigrated" from the Han land to obtain land, the rural areas of Northeast China in the future will have three classes: nobles, rich peasants, and serfs...... Well, that's a leap forward, of course!

At present, the northeast is in a primitive tribal society, and after such a transformation, it can step into feudal serfdom by leaps and bounds.

Standing on a hill more than a thousand steps away from the battlefield, several knights of the Northern Expeditionary Army were standing on horses, and they had never raised any banners, and the person they embraced was Chen Dexing.

The battle in the distance was nearing its end, and the inside of the stockade was full of shouts and screams. Organized resistance, it looks like it's over. Just waiting for the captives to be captured and indoctrinated! Chen Dexing nodded with satisfaction, the time taken to attack the walled city was very short, less than half an hour! It seems that after the Northern Expeditionary Army added the Eight Banners, its combat effectiveness has risen to a new level! This stockade looks quite large, and it is estimated that it can pull out 400 strong! The number of these Eight Banner soldiers can be more than 1,000!

Along with Chen Dexing was Zhao Fu, and he was also very excited about the scene in front of him. "King, it seems that we have gained a firm foothold in Liaodong! If Ashulu wants to wave his army south, he will be defeated, and his 20,000 daughters will really be collected from all over Liaodong. When they disperse back to the tribe, the prestige of the king will spread throughout Liaodong. If Ashulu doesn't come, before winter, we will be able to subdue most of the raw girls in Fuzhou and Gaizhou in the Ancient Jin Kingdom. By next spring, the Eight Banners Army may be able to break 5,000. ”

Chen Dexing smiled coldly: "Ashulu will come!" If I send 20,000 troops, he will definitely turn around and leave, but I only send 6,000, and he will fight anyway! (To be continued......)