In the evening, the sunset on Jiumuling was changing. In the distant mountains, the trees were lush and were swallowed by the darkness. When the birds flew out of the trees, Lin Chong stood on the mountain road and turned back.

Jiumuling is still the same, the small mountain ridges seem barren and dangerous nearby. Several houses and inns are newly settled by people who escaped later. Lin Chong and his wife Xu Jinhua have been living here for more than a year. There is no big deal. Only in the past few days, there have been more people who accidentally passed by during the escape.

"Someone is here."

Back at the inn, Lin Chong whispered. There were two families in the inn hall. They were not very wealthy. They were old clothes and patched. However, because they were with their families, they came to the inn to buy hot water for food. Fortunately, the couple who opened the store did not charge too much money and food. After Lin Chong said this, both families had already become silent and showed a vigilant look.

"Don't light the light." Lin Chong said in a low voice and walked towards the small room next to him. In the room on the side, his wife Xu Jinhua was packing her luggage and putting a lot of things on the bed. After Lin Chong told the news about the person coming from the other side, the woman was a little panicked: "Just, go?"

"No, I'll go and have a look." He turned around, lifted the wooden stick in the corner of the wall that had obviously not been used for a long time and had a little distorted appearance, and then took a knife to his wife, "You have to be careful..." His eyes signaled outside.

"I know, I know... they don't look like bad guys, and they have children."

Xu Jinhua took the knife and put it aside. Lin Chong could actually see that the two families outside were not bad people. He nodded and went out with a stick. Before leaving the house, he looked back at his wife's belly and Xu Jinhua was already pregnant at this time.

As the sky gradually darkened, he went to the other households on Jiumu Ridge to take a look at the door, and told the people who were still here not to turn on the lights. Then he crossed the road and walked forward. He reached a corner of the rocks, and there was almost no good road in the mountains. A group of people walked out one after another, about twenty deserters, carrying torches and swords and guns, and walking listlessly.

The voice of speaking occasionally comes. It’s just where you go, you can’t move too much, you find a place to rest, and wait.

Lin Chong didn't know what the war was going on ahead, but from the refugees who passed by in the past two days, he also knew that the battle had started ahead, and there were more than 100,000 soldiers who fled were not a small number. He didn't know if there would be a new imperial army to meet him, but even if he could meet him, he would definitely not be able to defeat him anyway.

After the second Jurchen invaded the south, bandits north of the Yellow River emerged, each leading tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of people, occupying a king. Compared with the Liangshan period in Shandong, it was incredibly powerful, and after the imperial rule was weakened, they could only be pacified but not attacked. Many hills became legitimate. Lin Chong lived among this small hill. He only occasionally went to nearby villages and towns with his wife, and also knew the names of many people:

Wang Shan, the thief Wang Shan, who is known as a group of 700,000 people, Yang Jin, Tian Hu, the "King of Jin" and "Wang Yan", Wang Zaixing, Li Gui, Wang Dalang, and the heroes of Wuma Mountain. As for the small mountaintops, there are countless. Even his former brother Shi Jin, now he is called the "Eight-Armed Dragon King" of Chifeng Mountain, and is rebelling again to support Wu and fight against Jin.

The more than 20 people who escaped by chance on the battlefield planned to go south and surrender to King Tian Hu of Jin. This was not because they were deserters who wanted to avoid the blame, but because Tian Hu's territory was mostly in the mountains and ridges, and the terrain was dangerous. Even if the Jurchens went south, they would only treat it with gentle means. As long as the tiger king was temporarily angry and wanted to be a chariot, they would have a good life for a while.

Looking back on the scenes when I was in Bianliang, they were all good days for singing and dancing to become peaceful. However, in recent years, the situation has become more and more chaotic and it is hard to see clearly. However, Lin Chong's heart has long been numb, and neither can he arouse his sighs of the chaos nor gloating the world.

After listening to these people's words, Lin Chong quietly turned back after watching them walk directly ahead and confirmed that they would not go up to Jiumuling.

His wife packed up her things, and some items that could not be taken away in the inn were dragged by Lin Chong into the woods in the mountains and then buried. This night passed without any danger. The next morning, Xu Jinhua got up to steam steamed steamed buns and prepared dry food. The two set off with the other two families in the inn and they both went to take refuge south of the Yangtze River. It is said that there would be no war there.

Looking back at the dilapidated inn on Jiumuling again, the couple were reluctant to part with it. Of course, this was not a good place, but they were almost used to it.

On the way, I talked about my life going south. At noon that day, I met a family who fled. In the afternoon, I got on the official road and there were more people. I dragged my family with my family, and the cattle, horses and vehicles were bustling with me, and there were also soldiers who were mixed up, and they were moving forward fiercely.

The pregnant Xu Jinhua didn't walk fast and separated from the two families at noon. In the afternoon, she remembered that she had never taken away the jewelry she liked when she was on the ridge. She looked for a while and looked in a daze. Lin Chong helped her search for a while before searching it out of the package. The jewelry decorations were only made of beautiful stones. Xu Jinhua had found them, and she didn't have much happiness.

Occasionally, officials would pass by the crowd. Every time at this point, Xu Jinhua would hug Lin Chong's arm tighter and tighter, and he pulled his body almost down. Although the tattoo on Lin Chong's face had been broken by the knife marks, if he really had doubts, he could still see some clues.

That evening, the couple rested on a hillside. They squatted on the soil slope, chewing the already cold steamed buns. Looking at the refugees all over the mountains and roads, their eyes were a little confused. At one moment, Xu Jinhua spoke, "Actually, no one can join us when we go to the south."

Lin Chong didn't say anything.

"How can so many people go south without land and food? How can they raise them to live? Go and beg..."

The woman's eyes became more and more panicked, and Lin Chong chewed the steamed buns: "Good to the child..."

"There are so many people left in the north. Even if the Jurchens come, they will not be killed all the people in the mountains."

Lin Chong was silent for a moment: "You have to hide... Of course, it's OK, but..."

"I am pregnant with my child. I don't know if I can keep the child so far. I... I can't bear to leave Jiumuling and the small shop."

Xu Jinhua touched the scar on Lin Chong's face. Lin Chong stuffed the steamed bun into the recent past. It took a long time to reach out and hug the woman beside him.

"Then we'll go back," he said, "Then we won't leave..."

The two figures merged among the refugees in this area, conveying insignificant warmth to each other. Finally, they decided not to leave.

When the Jurchens went south, some chose to stay, some chose to leave. There were also more people who had been changed their lives as early as the previous days. Hedong thief Wang Shan had already claimed to have a total of 700,000 soldiers, chariots of tens of thousands, "hornless cow" Yang Jin had 300,000 troops, "King of Jin" Tian Hu, who was called a 500,000 army, "Eight Character Army" 180,000, and Wumashan heroes gathered more than 200,000. But these people combined, they were already nearly 2 million. In addition, the many armies of the court had developed to the north of the Yellow River in the crazy expansion and confrontation. However, the north of the Yellow River was originally the territory of these troops. After they continued to expand, they could not even suppress the soaring number of "rebels" that could explain a simple truth.

However, that was of no use.

People are just seeking survival in their own way.

And a few people are also doing what they should do in their own ways.

In Bianliang, an old man named Zongze, who was in danger, was working hard on his work. After taking over the next six months of his mission, he calmed down the order around Bianliang. He reconstructed a defensive front near Bianliang. At the same time, he tried his best to surrender the rebels north of the Yellow River and gave them the title.

However, when the Jurchens came to the south, the pressure from these "rebels" was increasing. Wang Shan, Yang Jin, Tian Hu, Wang Zaixing, Li Gui and other leaders gathered here, asking the court for a large amount of food, grass, weapons, and even truly recognized territories, titles, and titles. Just as the reason why Guo Jing took the initiative to open the Bianliang city gate, the liars themselves are the most sober. As the leaders, they understand better than anyone else how much power the hundreds of thousands or millions of troops under their command are, there are also many of them who want to fight the Jurchens, but this is meaningless in itself.

Faced with this helpless and powerless situation, Zong Ze comforted these forces every day, and at the same time, he kept writing letters to Yingtian Mansion, hoping that Zhou Yong could return to Bianliang to take charge, so as to boost the morale of the rebel army and firmly resist.

This year, the sixty-eight-year-old Zong Ze had all his hair and bearded. Yue Fei, who was training troops in Daming, was recruited here since the first moment of the Jurchens' journey south and followed the old man to do things. Yue Fei knew that the old man was extremely efficient in pacifying the order of Bianliang, but the old man was powerless to do anything about the rebel army in the north. He could give him a reputation, but it was a dream to allocate enough food and supplies to one million people. At most, the old man was a little famous as an official, and his background was different from that of Qin Siyuan and others. Not to mention a million people, it was difficult for him to support him.

However, although it seemed useless in Yue Fei's eyes, the old man was still decisive and even violently doing it. He promised Wang Shan and others that there would be a turning point, and then kept posting to Yingtian. It was not until Zong Ze privately summoned him to issue an order that Yue Fei asked.

"Millions of people in the north, even if they have complete food and supplies, they may not be able to fight when they meet the Jurchens, and they cannot be solved. The old man seems to really place his hope on them... Even if His Majesty really remains in Bianliang, what's the benefit?"

The old man glanced at him, and his temperament was a little hot recently, and said directly: "Then how can you fight when you meet a Jurchen person??"

Yue Fei was stunned for a moment and wanted to speak. The white-haired and white-bearded old man waved his hand: "I don't know if these millions of people cannot be beaten, but I don't know how many people in this world meet Jurchens and dare to fight! I am not sure how to defeat the Jurchens, but I know that if there is a possibility of defeating the Jurchens, the Wu Dynasty must have the intention of decisive death! Your Majesty is still in Bianliang, which means decisive death. Your Majesty has this idea. Only millions of people dare to fight the Jurchens. They dare to fight the Jurchens. Only among the millions can a group of heroes and patriots come to find a way to defeat the Jurchens! If this is not the case, then there will be no life without death!"

"I just saw these things and did what I thought."

Yue Fei was silent for a long time before he bowed out. At this moment, he seemed to see an old man he had seen, doing something with little hope in the surging world torrent. And his master Zhou Tong was actually the same.

It’s not just that you can do it, but you just want to accomplish something, so you have to do it.

Yingtian Mansion.

The fierce discussions occur in the Golden Palace every day, but Zong Ze's memorials have long been suppressed in many memorials. Even Li Gang, who is a tough war-torn faction, does not agree with Zong Ze's proposal to constantly ask the emperor to return to Bianliang.

The remnant city that was stepped on by the Jurchens shouldn't have gone back.

“…The real thing that can be made is the Jin people!”

"... Although the Jin army was almost invincible since the Aguda Kung, the Jin army is no longer a solid piece. According to the Northland Business and Tourism, since a few years ago, there were two Privy Councils in the east, east and west, Wanyan Zongwang was in charge of military affairs in the east, and Wanyan Zonghan was in charge of the west. It is reported that in the Jin Dynasty, only the eastern court was under the control of Wu Qimai. Wanyan Zonghan had always been unjust. As early as when Zonghan went south for the first time, there were rumors that Zongwang urged Zonghan and Zonghan was still in charge of Taiyuan..."

".........As of last year, Liu Yanzong, the Privy Council of the Eastern Privy Council, passed away, and Wanyan Zongwang was seriously ill due to years of war. The Jurchen East Privy Council was already famous and untrue. Wanyan Zonghan was at this time, and this time, the Jurchens came to the south, and there was a reason for fighting for power and profit. In the east, the princes such as Wanyan Zongfu and Zongbi wanted to establish their dignity, but Zonghan had to cooperate. However, he used Wanyan Loushi to fight west and was reported to be pacified north of the Yellow River, which just proved his intention. He wanted to expand his private territory..."

"... From my perspective, there are a lot of soliciting strategies in the middle, you can imagine!"

The adults in the court quarreled and expressed their opinions. In addition to military affairs, all the scholars could provide was the political and erotic wisdom accumulated over thousands of years. Soon, the old scholar Yu Hongxi, who came out of Chenzhou, asked to serve as an envoy to go to the Jurchen prince Zongfu army to discuss the pros and cons of the army to block the army. Everyone in the court praised his noble righteousness.

King Kang Zhou Yong had no knowledge at all, so he let them go. He hangs out with Xinna's concubine in the harem every day. Soon after, the news came out, and the scholar Ouyang Che posted a big-character poster in the city to condemn it...

Xiao Canghe, this is a quiet season. With the departure of spring and the arrival of summer, the valley has stopped frequent contacts with the outside world, and only spies sent out to send back information from the outside world from time to time. In the summer of the second year of Jianshuo, the whole world was pale.

If Emperor Jinghan's death and Emperor Jingping's capture symbolizes the sunset of the Wu Dynasty, and when the Jurchens went south for the third time, the night of the Wu Dynasty finally arrived... (~^~)
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