Chapter 362 The Price of Standing Up for Xiao Feng
“Humph, this is just an excuse for your Jurchens to rebel.” Vote stabbed the horse’s belly lightly, drove the horse in a small circle, and looked sideways at the Jurchen cavalry: “ Aguda, since I can't convince you, and you can't persuade me to surrender, then we can only compete on the battlefield and fight for victory."
The cavalry of both sides lined up, and when the battle was about to break out, not far away. Four war horses appeared on the hill. On the horses, two women and two men quietly watched the situation. It was Chu Pingsheng, Mu Wanqing, Wu Xingyun and You Tanzhi who had rushed to the northeast from the south of the Yangtze River thousands of miles away.
Mu Wanqing said: "These people from the Liao Kingdom... why did they start fighting on their own?"
In Chu Pingsheng's eyes, the Jurchens are Jurchens and the Khitans are Khitans, but for For Mu Wanqing, a generation of women who have lived in Dali for a long time, they are all Liao people after passing through Hebei.
"Not long after Yelu Yanxi ascended the throne, the foundation was not stable. The Liao court was arguing over whether Xiao Feng was guilty or not. Yelu Chongyuan's party members took the opportunity to attack, accusing him of provoking me, which led to Yelu Hongji being captured and executed in the Han Dynasty. At this time, Yelu Yanxi's biggest concern was to hold Yelu Yixin's gang members accountable, and to overturn the verdict of his parents and others to establish his own prestige and vent his anger. Based on the idea of pulling one faction to fight another, he captured Xiao Feng, who was in charge of Yelu Zhongyuan. If the middle foundation is too shallow, it will naturally not end well."
"Then...if it weren't for Xiao Feng, Yelu Hongji might have been killed by his uncle, and it would be even less likely that the throne would fall to Yelu Yan. On Xi's head, it stands to reason that he should be grateful to Xiao Feng. Why do he still persecute him? "
"In royal matters, it is normal for a son to force his father to retreat and for brothers to kill each other. What Yelu Yanxi did was nothing more than that. It's just a stop-gap measure. Sacrifice a useless Xiao Feng in exchange for a smooth political transition. This deal is very cost-effective. Do you think that along the way, there is a rumor that "Xiao Feng captured Yelu Chongyuan and made great contributions to the Liao Dynasty, but he took it privately." The cavalry went south and made grudges against the superiors of the Song Dynasty, causing the Emperor of Liao to end up like an uncle. Who spread this rumor? In all likelihood, it came from the palace and was handled by sensible courtiers. "
" Isn't that Yelu Yanxi afraid of his subjects accusing him of forgetting his roots if he ignores his grandfather's revenge and starts a purge? The Song army huddled behind the city defenses and did not dare to fight. His Majesty the Emperor loved the people like his own sons and could not bear to see the soldiers attacking the enemy and causing casualties. He endured the hatred and grief and ordered to temporarily withdraw the troops and fight again next year. This is an explanation to the courtiers and people. I believe many people will be grateful.”
“The defenders at Yanmen Pass are really useless.”
“It’s just a show.”
“A show?”
“The Liao Emperor is just showing off. , The Song Dynasty did not want the Liao people to unite as one to avenge Yelu Hongji, so wouldn't it be good to just sit on the mountain and watch the battle between the Liao Ting and the peace faction?"
"This...this? Too..." Mu Wanqing shook her head and sighed, shocked by the complexity of the current situation, and even more shocked by the complexity of human nature: "But why are these Jurchens rebelling at this time? "
"Wanyan Aguda had a good relationship with Xiao Feng. A'Zhu received a report from Xiao Chuo's descendants and knew that the Liao court was going to do harm to Xiao Feng who had lost his martial arts, so he led his people northward overnight to seek help from the Jurchens."
said. Chu Pingsheng was actually quite unhappy about this incident. In the plot, Xiao Feng met Wanyan Aguda when he took Ah Zi to treat an injury outside the customs. Here, Ah Zi became his cheap daughter, but in the end, the two met and became friends.
"Originally, the Jurchens were dissatisfied with the oppression of the Liao court and secretly accumulated strength. At this time, the new emperor ascended the throne and the government was unstable. It was a good opportunity for rebellion. Besides, Xiao Feng's prestige among the Liao army was not low. There is a group of people who sympathize with his situation, and the Jurchens can take advantage of this factor."
Wu Xingyun said: "So Xiao Feng is a scourge, causing chaos wherever he goes."
" No." Chu Pingsheng grinned: "He can't compare with me."
After saying this, he suddenly slapped the horse's butt, and the white horse's hooves clapped and galloped towards the Jurchen cavalry phalanx.
Not only Mu Wanqing deeply agreed with his words, You Tanzhi also nodded lightly.
Wanyan Aguda took Xiao Feng to the Jurchen tribe’s tent. During the meal, he said, “Good brother, your enemy is my enemy. I will definitely help you chop off Monk Kong’s head in the future. I don’t know why.” It had to reach the ears of the righteous master. No, the master went all the way north from the south of the Yangtze River and came out of seclusion. Here, the Jurchen killer came.
This is too... cruel.
How did they know that Master Kong was always compassionate, but when facing the Jurchen Tatars, he had some personal likes and dislikes.
On the other side, Votela and Aguda were yelling and swearing in front of the formation. Just as they were about to instruct their generals to lead the charge, a general pointed to the west and said, "General, look!"
Votelama Turning around and looking far into the distance, I saw a pure white horse riding in the wind on the green and yellow grass. There was a person sitting on the bright silver saddle. The sun flickered slightly, reflecting the dazzling light. He was actually a monk.
"Look, he...he rushed towards the Jurchen cavalry phalanx."
Not only Otara saw the white horse and the monk on the white horse, but also the rangers below. arrive.
Who is coming?
Rushing into battle?
What does he want to do?
The Liao cavalry was confused.
The Jurchens were also confused, watching the white horses in front of them splashing grass and dust, approaching quickly. They had been fighting on horseback for so many years, and this was the first time they had seen someone dare to charge the cavalry square single-handedly. of.
Wanyan Aguda, who was surrounded by the rushing generals, looked more carefully. The monk's robes were fluttering in the wind, and the beeswax beads were bumping. Although he was a monk and only rode one horse, his eyes and the evil aura surrounding him made him tremble with fear, and he suddenly thought of a person. "Fire the arrow, fire the arrow! Fire the arrow quickly!"
After all, they were well-trained cavalry. Wanyan Agu gave an order, and amidst the clang of the bow strings, sharp arrows flew away one after another.
Wanyan Aguda’s subordinates are all elite Jurchen cavalry, and their riding and shooting skills are naturally impressive. Although the target is only one person, the accuracy of the arrows is not bad. Hundreds of arrows are like an arc that narrows at a rapid speed. , stabbed the white horse and the knight. At this moment, it seemed that even the sky was blocked by the rain of arrows.
But the next moment, their sky fell.
With the sharp arrows shot by Liujun's strong bow, even the heavily armored Liao Tielin Army or the Xixia Iron Kites may not be able to escape unscathed. However, when they arrived at the White Horse and the Monk, the arrows seemed to encounter When he encountered an invisible wall of air, his speed slowed down visibly, and he lost speed three feet away from the white horse, crashing to the ground.
This scene sounds very slow, but in fact it is extremely fast. Hundreds of arrows hit the ground with the galloping white horse, and were trampled by the horse's hooves, and the fragments were spread all the way.
“Protect the commander-in-chief.”
Seeing that the incoming enemy was difficult to injure with a strong bow, a partial general quickly ordered his heavy cavalry to charge, while protecting Wanyan Agu and retreating to the rear of the battle formation.
Boom.
With the deafening sound of hooves, war horses clad in chainmail rushed towards the lone rider on the opposite side under the urging of soldiers also in full armor. The carbines were sharp and sharp. Murderous.
Even though the Jurchen tribe of this era has not yet had the Tiefutu unit, the power of the heavy armored cavalry is no less powerful than that of the Tielin Army of the Liao Kingdom.
The white horse had no protective gear, and the monk had no armor. Facing the galloping heavy armored cavalry, he only slightly flexed his fingers. The two long swords hanging under the silver saddle were carelessly unsheathed, one black and one black. Bai, with countless sword lights, quickly rotated one foot in front and back of the white horse, so fast that only a circle of light and shadow remained.
Click!
Hissing Yuyu...
Plop, puff.
Ah...
The screams of people, the cries of horses, and the sound of iron tools, all rise and fall in the dust and blood rain.
One cold light, two cold lights, three cold lights...
The blood like a fountain blocked the sun, broken horse armor and broken spears were scattered, and screams came and went, making it difficult to distinguish. What passed before my eyes was a broken arm of a human, a broken hoof of a horse, or the internal organs squeezed out by a collision.
"The devil...the devil, he is the devil..."
The brutal scene like a meat grinder in front frightened the courage of the Jurchens in the rear array. The charge of heavy armored cavalry has always been a frightening existence. At this time, facing the killing intent, the white horse under his crotch almost turned into a red horse. A monk is like a pheasant delivered to the butcher's doorstep.
Not only were people frightened, but the horses were also frightened and uncontrollable. They neighed and hissed. The knight kept whipping him with his whip, trying to stabilize the situation. However, everything was in vain. The battle formation gradually became deformed. Morale is almost at zero.
When the Liao cavalry on the opposite side saw this scene, their hearts beat faster and their whole bodies felt chilly. They asked themselves over and over again whether the monk was still a human being?
"General, should we..."
A general asked in a low voice in Ottera's ear.
"No one is allowed to move without my order! Anyone who dares to trespass will be killed!"
Otela suppressed the fear in his heart and kept his voice as calm as possible. He knew what the general wanted to do, but if the opponent The monk riding the blood horse is really the person I associate with him. Since the other party dares to take action, he must have the ability to kill everyone on the battlefield.
Nearly five hundred heavy armored cavalrymen died in less than a cup of tea. The key is that the scene was extremely tragic. Even a guy like Wanyan Aguda, who was so murderous, could only think There is only one word "fear" left, and I am even more aware of what kind of monster I have provoked with my drunken words.
"Retreat, spread out, retreat!"
He shouted to the sky twice, turned his horse around, and fled north.
(End of this chapter)