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Chapter 1009 Bringing Jurchen into Xiaohei's Encirclement

"The entire army was wiped out... [-] people... the elites of the ministries... all gone!"

When the undeniable military situation came, Wanyan Wu Qimai's eyes were red and he covered his mouth, but he still couldn't suppress his despair.

It was the news sent back by Wanyan Zonghan before, and it was speculative. He still had hope. The Yan army was small in number, and the Jin army broke through the encirclement, so it was not hopeless.

Don't ask for too much, if you can come back with [-] to [-] people, even if you are a defeated general, you can hold out for a period of time by defending against the city gate fortress.

As a result, outside the Great Wall, the Yan army surrounded the Jin army and killed them for two days and two nights.

Corpses piled up like mountains, blood flowed like rivers, and the field was dyed crimson.

The Jin army organized a breakout several times, but all failed. In the end, all [-] elites were killed.

During this period, Wanyan Wuyashu returned in a hurry, made the opposite decision to Wanyan Zonghan, and rushed to the rescue, hoping to cooperate internally and externally to fight a bloody road, but it was only moths flying into the flames, and all of his subordinates were killed and injured, and he was captured alive by Wu Song .

Along with the previous losses, the main force of the Jin Kingdom was completely wiped out. The farmers conscripted by various ethnic groups surrendered and took them away to repair the Great Wall according to the usual practice. In the end, only Wanyan Zonghan who attacked Shanhaiguan at the beginning and was unable to defeat and retreat was the only one who came back.

Just as Wanyan Wu was begging for money and tears were streaming down his face, hurried footsteps came in, Wanyan Gao rushed in, his face pale and said: "Fourth Brother, we can't keep the news from you, our family has to leave quickly!"

Wanyan Wu Qimai wiped his eyes: "Back to the ancestral land?"

Wan Yangao said solemnly: "Du Bo is extremely fierce, this matter is related to the survival of our family, we must not hesitate!"

According to the Bo Jilie system, after Wanyan Agu was beaten to death, Wanyan Wu begged to buy the new Du Bo Jilie. He got up and walked a few steps: "I always feel a little uneasy. The second brother asked the people to leave the Western Regions, but we Would it be a big mistake to stay in Liaodong? If you can half go to the Western Regions and half go back to the ancestral land, if something happens, you can still stay rooted, what do you think?"

Wan Yangao looked at this disturbed elder brother, and his tone softened, with comfort: "Fourth brother, your method is certainly safe, but which tribes should go to the Western Regions and which ones should return to their ancestral lands? If the distribution is unfair, we must Chaos has arisen, I have used the words of divination to convince the clansmen, and they all firmly believe in returning to the ancestral land, and the clan will prosper!"

Wanyan Wu begged to change color: "Say it so soon?"

Wan Yangao said: "Not to mention it is not enough to calm people's hearts. Many ethnic groups are unwilling to give up the capital. In order to fight for the place, they fight even more. Private fights are common. I have no choice but to announce the divination."

Wanyan Wu Qimai understands that this is a manifestation of his lack of prestige in the heart of the Jurchens. If Wanyan Aguda is still there, even if the order is issued against his will, all ethnic groups will obediently obey it, but now it is not the case... …

Seeing his silence, Wan Yangao continued to analyze: "It's bitter cold in eastern Liaodong and barren outside the Great Wall. The Yan army cannot stay for a long time, and all ethnic groups must be allowed to govern themselves. When the time comes, warriors of various ethnic groups will go into the mountains to search. We Jurchens occupy the most advantageous location. Yu, are you afraid?"

"Now that our Jurchens have lost their prestige, no one is willing to obey orders anymore, but as long as Yan Ting is unfair, it won't take long before we can still gather all ethnic groups and have a chance to make a comeback!"

"But if you go to the Western Regions, you will have to start all over again. When the time comes, the environment will be unacceptable, the locals will reject you, and the Khitan people will hate you. As Song Jiang said, you will be very dangerous and lifeless!"

Wanyan Wu Qimai nodded lightly: "What the fifth brother said is not unreasonable, but these second brothers have also thought about it. He thinks that our family should avoid the edge of Yan State first, travel far away, endure hardships and stand hard work, overcome hardships and dangers, and have a better life in the future." Opportunity to turn back and compete with Yan Kingdom again!"

Wan Yangao said in a low voice: "Second brother's thinking is naturally right, but the current clansmen, I'm afraid they won't be able to make it... Take the wealth and go back to the ancestral land, even if you hide in the mountains, as long as you stick to it, life will not be easy. It will be too bad, to fight Yan Guo, but also to cultivate offspring..."

Wanyan Aguda took away the elite who dared to fight, and all died outside the Great Wall. The rest were not all incompetent, but most of them were greedy for pleasure and degraded quickly. Wanyangao proposed to return to the ancestors. It was precisely because he saw this that the result of divination confirmed his choice.

Speaking of this, Wanyan Wu Qimai took a deep breath: "Okay! I ordered Nianhan to bring two thousand cavalry to contain the Yan army at the front line, and buy time for the clansmen to return to their ancestral land."

He no longer hesitated, returned to the imperial case, and handed the edict in Khitan script written by himself to Wan Yangao.

Wan Yangao took it, his eyes were red, and he said in a low voice: "Second brother has been looking forward to, we Jurchens will no longer use the Khitan language, but have our own characters..."

Wanyan Wu Qimai showed a firm look: "Don't worry, I will inherit the will of the late emperor, my family will survive, and the Kingdom of Jin will not perish! As long as the heart is not lost, the Jurchen will slowly recover, and one day, Khitan will be ruled." Central Plains' dream!"

The enthronement ceremony could no longer be held in extraordinary times, and the change of title undoubtedly meant that this man would succeed Wanyan Aguda and become the second emperor of the Kingdom of Jin.

Wanyan Gao bowed down heavily, and made a big salute: "We will support Your Majesty! The golden kingdom will last forever!"

Seeing this brother get up, dragging his unhealed body, and about to run again, Wanyan Wu Qimai couldn't bear it at first, but then he stopped him and asked, "Did Song Jiang give in?"

Wan Yangao said: "This person is willing to do divination, but he is not willing to take refuge in our Kingdom of Jin, it is very awkward, but if there is no divination promotion this time, all the ministries will not be so united, such a strange person and skill must be won over. "

Wanyan Wu Qimai said coldly: "The imperial wine that I bestowed was mixed with tiger wolf grass, so I should feel it now..."

Wanyan Gao was startled for a moment before realizing that the specially given royal wine was actually poisonous, but he agreed very much: "Only my family can make medicinal herbs to alleviate the symptoms. If Song Jiang dares to have the slightest abnormality, he will die tragically." , so tame, I'm not afraid that he won't be obedient!"

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"Cough cough!"

Song Jiang coughed violently, and at the same time he held his abdomen tightly, trying to hold back the overwhelming colic pain.

There were golden soldiers patrolling outside and watching them all the time. Deng Fei was heartbroken, but he didn't dare to speak loudly. Zhang Dun sat on the couch, holding Song Jiang's shoulders with his skinny hands, encouraging him silently.

Song Jiang squeezed out a smile, and said in a very low voice: "It's okay, I can hold on! The Jinren poisoned me, but I didn't die. I just believed in the divination results of the Xuannv class. Brother Bao didn't die in vain. worth!"

Thinking of Bao Xu's tragic death, his eyes were red and tears fell.

At this time, Deng Fei was more concerned about Song Jiang's body. In order to prevent the wall from having ears, he also said in an extremely low voice: "Brother, those golden men will not let you go!"

Song Jiang couldn't help being afraid when he dreamed back at midnight these days, but at this time facing Deng Fei, he was very calm and said: "The Jin people think that I can't wait to return to the Central Plains, and they are all people who are greedy for life and fear of death. Come forward and ask for the antidote, before the golden man is on the road, we are not considered successful, we must not give up all our efforts!"

Deng Fei nodded, waited until the tears in his eyes dried up, and walked outside.

It was only then that Zhang Dun opened his mouth slowly, with sadness in his tone: "Gong Ming, you are still so young..."

Song Jiang smiled calmly: "Mr. Zhang, I am also afraid of death. I just think that my brothers are gone and I am living alone. I am sorry for them after all... I just don't know if Erniang will give the letter to Yan Ting to correct me. Waiting for the reputation..."

Zhang Dun said: "This old man is not exempt, but this matter is not up to us, let fate!"

Song Jiang prayed silently, and began to endure the pain again.

Deng Fei came back soon, and really brought a bowl of soup: "Brother, this is the antidote that the Jinren said, but it can't be cured!"

Song Jiang gulped down the gulp and soon stumbled to diarrhea.

Half an hour later, the pain was finally relieved, but the body was still sore and obviously much weaker.

He has practiced sticks since he was a child, and has great ambitions to make contributions. Although he is not very talented in martial arts, he can still fight in battle. Now that he is tortured by this poison, he may be weak and sick.

This is exactly the purpose of the golden man, instead of the threat of force, he became a tool of divination. Sure enough, the emperor's younger brother Wan Yangao showed up soon: "General Song, would you like to go with us?"

Song Jiang showed a look of daring to be angry and dared not speak, and made a request: "Zhang Gong is old and can no longer suffer from the fatigue of driving and horses. Let him stay in Shangjing, and I will go with you!"

With the control of poison, Wan Yangao made Zhang Dun less important, not to mention that the [-]-year-old man was going to die in the middle of the rush, and there were many twists and turns. How about the old prime minister staying in Shangjing?"

"it is good!"

Song Jiang and Deng Fei joined the Jurchen team and became the only two Han people in it, heading all the way from Shangjing to Huanglong Mansion.

Because Wanyan Aguda had made arrangements when he left, it was not done in a hurry after the defeat. The carriage pulled the goods first, and the brigade followed up. The action was extremely fast, and they all arrived in Huanglong Mansion in just a few days, and then went to the ancestral land. .

"Jurchen's mother river, press out the tiger water, we are back again..."

The familiar environment came into view, and Wanyan Wu Qimai's tone was filled with sadness.

Going back to this poor place, not returning to the hometown, but desperate, how can it not make people feel mixed feelings and sadness?
But after feeling sad, Wanyan Wu Qimai still cautiously issued an order: "Send a few teams of seasoned hunters to go up the mountain first, search the situation, and make sure that the ancestral land is the same!"

The team that went ahead had already done this, but Wanyan Wu was still worried about begging for money, so he dispatched more people at this time, and the message was the same as before: "There are more traces of wild beast activities, and everything else is as usual."

"Without people in the ancestral land, wild beasts will naturally occupy it..."

Wanyan Wu Qimai didn't care about this, what he was afraid of was the Yan people setting up an ambush.

But when I think about it carefully, I feel that it is too exaggerated.

If the Yan army can descend from the sky and go deep here to set up an ambush in advance, then they will directly surround Shangjing, and there is no need to do anything extra.

"We Jurchens survived!"

Just as Wanyan Wu was begging for a sigh of sorrow and joy, on the hillside not far away, the air was slowly fluctuating, and a huge lynx with a slender figure and a gorgeous figure walked out with graceful steps, agile and majestic, overlooking the audience.

(End of this chapter)