Became a feudal lord in the late Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 125 Everyone must die!

"Together!"

When the shout came, Han Shizhong turned his head and saw a Xia general galloping towards him, with more than 400 armored cavalry beside him.

Liang Zhe looked at the corpses on the ground. For a moment, he couldn't find where his original members were lying, but that didn't stop him from being so angry that he almost vomited blood.

He surrendered with nearly 3,000 complete troops, which were all the assets he had accumulated and were the foundation for him to gain a firm foothold in the Zhenyuan Army in the future.

In the fierce battle just now, his Xia army was completely destroyed, and countless people were killed or injured. Even if the troops were wiped out after the war, it would be good to have more than a thousand people left.

Stealing people's money is like killing their parents, not to mention that Liang Zhe had killed his father with his own hands.

Although some of the soldiers were defeated and were directly ordered to be killed by the generals of the Zhenyuan Army in the rear to prevent them from rushing into position, Liang Zhe was so angry that he did not dare to direct his anger towards Liu Ling again. He could only stare with scarlet eyes and look at what had already begun. The retreating Jin army.

"Together!"

Han Shizhong nodded without hesitation.

Anyone who kills Yan Lou's family will be rewarded with one hundred thousand guan and be made a marquis!

We have fought so far and so many brothers have died, why not try again!

The two cavalry formed a queue, and at the same time, cavalry from other formations continued to come out of the queue and actively merged into the team. Liu Ling stood in the distance and saw the cavalry team preparing for an attack. After seeing the general flags flying in his army, he did not send anyone to intervene.

The best time for cavalry is in pursuit.

After Liu Ling chased him for a while, he suddenly stopped and stood still.

At this moment, he was already standing on the hillside where Wanyan Loushi was sitting.

The large scroll in Wanyan Lou's room is still stuck here. There is a bonfire under the scroll, and a pot of tea is being boiled.

Liu Ling sat down slowly in the snow on the hillside and looked into the distance, watching the more than a thousand Zhenyuan Army cavalry crash into the retreating queue of the Jin Army.

He stared blankly for a while, then suddenly stood up, staggered to the other side of the hillside, and looked at the battlefield just now.

There were broken flags everywhere on the snowfield. The corpses of thousands of war horses and soldiers were crushed together. Under the heavy snow cover, they slowly turned into raised snow hills. Under the countless corpses, blood gathered into rivers of blood and flowed. come out.

Even from a distance of a snowstorm, even sitting on the hillside at this moment, Liu Ling could smell a strong smell similar to rotten fish and shrimps. It was smelly and fishy.

He looked away and covered his face tiredly.

Han Shizhong and Liang Zhe led the cavalry in pursuit for more than 20 miles. They were like wolves. They did not rush forward all at once. Instead, they patiently weakened the morale of the Jin army from behind, slowly opening the gap and separating small groups. The cavalry charged for a while and then immediately withdrew, continuing the pursuit.

In the queue of the Jin army, soldiers continued to scatter, and then they were eaten by their cavalry.

Behind them, Jin Jun's corpses could be seen everywhere along the way, almost forming a line.

Suddenly, the two generals saw almost at the same time a Jin Army general wearing golden armor and riding his horse forward desperately to escape. When the surrounding soldiers saw the Zhenyuan Army pursuing them, many of them took the initiative to stay and turned around to talk to Zhenyuan. The army fights.

This is a big fish.

Wearing gold armor is enough to show his identity, but at this moment, whether the other party is Wanyan Loushi, or another senior member of the Jin Army, both Han Shizhong and Liang Zhe have thoughts in their minds at the same time.

We must get this man's head!

The two did not look at each other or speak. Liang Zhe immediately and silently gave the horse a hard whip, forcing it to speed up, and rushed forward with the Xia cavalry. Han Shizhong was stunned for a moment, and then he got angry and cursed. Riding a horse to follow.

Liang Zhe obviously ran first, but the war horse Han Shizhong rode was the famous Liangjun that Liu Ling had given him earlier. He went from falling behind, to keeping pace, to directly overtaking Liang Zhe, leaving him behind.

Liang Zhe: "."

"casualties."

Liu Ling asked. He was holding a bowl of tea in his hand. Because he was shaking so much, when he put the bowl down, a lot of tea spilled out.

Drawing a bow and swinging a sword for a long time made his arms almost unconscious at this time. In addition, when he was sitting in the commander's tent, he seemed to be able to hear the wails coming from the wounded barracks, which also made him My heart became more and more irritable.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then opened them and regained his composure.

"Casualties," he repeated.

"In this battle, 1,200 soldiers and horses of our army were killed and more than 2,000 casualties were caused. The whereabouts of some of the remaining soldiers are unknown. It is not yet clear whether they fled or died in battle.

The original Xia Kingdom surrendered its troops, killing more than 4,800 people and causing more than 900 casualties.

The Liao Army surrendered its soldiers, and after the war, less than 2,000 soldiers were left. The Ever Victorious Army surrendered its soldiers, with only more than 600 soldiers left, and most of them fled. "

Liu Ling coughed and felt the smell of blood welling up in his throat. He paused and hissed: "Where are the casualties of the Jin people?"

"There are more than three thousand Jin corpses on the battlefield, and they are prisoners."

"No prisoners." Liu Ling replied.

The clerk was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

At night, with the candlelight flickering, Liu Ling sat on the couch and was stunned for a while. Someone lifted the curtain and walked in.

Mrs. Cao knelt down in front of him with fruits and tea, and whispered: "Please come in, Mr. Liu."

Liu Ling picked up a piece of fruit and played with it slowly in her hand. Mrs. Cao put the fruit plate next to her and slowly climbed onto the bed. When she caught a glimpse of Liu Ling's eyes, she lowered her head and whispered: "Slave, you can do this for me." I will temporarily relieve my worries."

"Not interested today."

".yes."

Ms. Cao didn't move, because Liu Ling was sleeping on her knees and had fallen asleep at some point. She was stunned for a moment, covered Liu Ling with the quilt, leaned against the bed, and sat there without moving all night.

Early the next morning, there were still a large number of soldiers cleaning the battlefield outside. The Xia army that originally besieged Fuzhou City had all retreated. Because of yesterday's battle with the Jin people, most of the Xia army intended to surrender, and now all that was left was to negotiate terms.

In addition, Li Liangfu, the commander-in-chief of the Xia army who was stationed in Shuozhou, had always been on tenterhooks ever since the Liao army was defeated by the Jin people. After knowing that Wanyan Lou's room was actually annihilated by Liuling Zhenyuan's army, he An envoy was immediately sent over.

It’s also about negotiating conditions.

Envoys from the Xia Kingdom have arrived in three batches. Li Liangfu has long known what is happening in the country. Now that the Xia Lord Li Qianshun is clear, he has no psychological burden. His condition for the time being is that he can still be in charge of the headquarters. Thirty thousand Xia troops, as well as Liu Ling's subsequent supply of money and food.

In this way, he is willing to use troops for Liu Ling in the future.

Liu Ling gave Yelu Dashi three hundred horses and asked him to recruit as many of the Liao Emperor's old troops as far north as possible, and at the same time search for the Liao Emperor's whereabouts. Yelu Dashi was essentially a rebel general of the Liao army, and now he had a deadly feud with the Jin people. You can only rely on Liu Ling's breath. In a way, his loyalty is extremely high now.

"Urgent report!"

"Come in."

The captain walked in and said in a deep voice: "A Xia Army cavalry general sent someone to deliver a message, saying that there is Marshal Liu who is recruiting them to surrender in Fuzhou. He specially sent someone to ask if it is you."

Liu Ling led the Zhenyuan Army to fight a bloody battle with the Jin people here yesterday. How could he suddenly go to Fuzhou, a hundred miles away?

The Xia general also felt that something was a little strange. To be on the safe side, he sent someone over to ask.

Several generals of the Zhenyuan Army were standing next to the map to discuss military matters. When they heard this, someone raised his head and said with a smile: "Our general is right here. If we send people to recruit surrender soldiers, why go to Fuzhou? "

Zhao Heshou coughed and replied: "There should be Marshal Liu over there."

Liu Ling suddenly woke up and frowned: "Liu Yanqing, that old dog?"

"Commander, you have won this battle and are powerful for thousands of miles. Now in the land of Xia Kingdom and Yanyun, who will not be shocked if they hear the word "Liu"?" Zhao Heshou said with some indifference under Liu Ling's gaze: "This The commander-in-chief of the Song Dynasty, it is a good thing to follow behind you."

"Report!"

While he was talking, there was another shout outside.

"General Han and General Liang came back from chasing the Jin people and captured the Jin people's marshal's golden-armored war horse!"

"Let them in."

Liu Ling rubbed his brow.

Han Shizhong was a little depressed when he walked in, but Liang Zhe, who should have been envious and jealous, had a calm face and a happy heart.

The "big fish" caught by Han Shizhong was just a golden man named Meng'an, who temporarily wore Wanyan Loushi's armor and rode Wanyan Loushi's war horse as bait.

Since it was not Wanyan Lou's room, there was room for discussion. Liang Zhe promised some benefits, secretly divided the spoils with Han Shizhong and made confessions. Han Shizhong's credit for capturing the "fake Wanyan Lou's room" alone was changed to the two of them capturing it together. .

In this way, Liang Zhe can share the credit.

Anyway, it's not really Wan Yan Lou's room, so the credit will be divided, not to mention that Liang Zhe actually gave benefits. Han Shizhong was just annoyed that he ran too slowly and failed to catch Zhen.

Wanyan Lou's golden armor was placed on the ground. For a moment, many generals and civil servants put down what they were doing and gathered around to watch. Liu Ling lightly kicked the golden armor and looked at the two people.

"How many were killed on the road?"

Han Shizhong immediately replied: "As long as we catch up, there will be no survivors."

"That's good."

Liu Ling looked at Liang Zhe again and promised, "Money, food, armor, and ordnance will be provided to your soldiers in the future. If other Xia troops surrender in the future, they will be added to your troops first. Return to Yandi, and I will give them to you." You ask for an official.”

"General, thank you for your kindness!"

"Get up, we are all brothers from now on."

Liu Ling returned to his seat and sat down. He told Liu Yanqing about the surrender of the Xia army. Liang Zhe's eyes lit up and he immediately said: "The last general is willing to go and teach the Song people some rules."

"Good minister, I will give you another three thousand men and five hundred horses, and you will go with me."

Liu Ling looked at them and said casually: "I heard that Liu Yanqing's former army was all members of Xin Xingzong. This person has a lot of hatred against you, right? I'll give you a chance. Even if the sky falls this time, I will take the responsibility. On."

"Excuse me, please keep working hard and find a chance to rest on the way."

The two generals bowed their heads and said solemnly:

"Here."

"Brother Han."

After leaving the commander's tent, Liang Zhe took the initiative to express his closeness. If he was attracted by Liu Ling because of his ability, then this Han Shizhong brother was both capable and a direct descendant of Commander Liu. The futures of the two would obviously be somewhat different. .

It is better to have a relationship than to have a grudge. We are all comrades in the army. As long as one party is willing to bow his head and say a few words of compliments, and the other party has a slightly better heart, they will not deliberately hold on to each other.

Han Shizhong was the kind of veteran who knew how to make trouble. When he saw the other party giving up his face, he didn't say anything, and the two sides quickly became brothers.

"Brother Han, you are close to Marshal Liu. Please give Brother Yu an idea. What should I do this time?"

"Ignoring everything else, if I have a chance, I will shoot that person named Xin to death."

"Ah, isn't this too much?" Liang Zhe was shocked. He was a newly surrendered general. He knew that the Zhenyuan Army nominally belonged to the Song Army. Han Shizhong looked at the thick eyebrows and big eyes. He didn't expect that he was also a troublemaker. Lord.

"What are you afraid of? We are the Xia army that has not surrendered yet." Han Shizhong said nonchalantly.

"Oh."

Liang Zhe was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized.

"And that Marshal Liu Yanqing Liu?"

"All have to die!"

Han Shizhong opened the stopper of the water bag, and Liang Zhe smelled the smell of alcohol. Before he could say anything, he saw Han Shizhong take a few gulps of strong wine and cursed vaguely: "Does he deserve the surname Liu?"

"Brother Han, give me a drink."

"Drink your grandma's drink," Han Shizhong said with a big tongue, "Grandpa, I haven't drank for half a year. This wine was rewarded by Liu Gong, and I won't give you a sip."

Liang Zhe cursed, and when he saw Han Shizhong urging his horse to run away, as if he was afraid that Liang Zhe would ask him for a drink again, Liang Zhe rolled his eyes angrily.

(End of this chapter)