"The last time I heard that Zong Han was seriously injured by the Wu Chao people's plot, Wanyan Xiyi slaughtered Xinzhou, and the news exchanges in the future were somewhat interrupted. If we infer from time to time, they should be attacking Taiyuan at this moment, and the strategic significance of taking down the important town of Taiyuan is actually very important."

At the same time, in the tent of the Jin Dynasty Eastern Army, a bonfire was burning. Wanyan Zongwang cut a piece of barbecue and chewed it in his mouth. On the table, the generals like Wanyan Yin can be described, Wanyan Jiemu, Nayan Qiongyao, Yelu Deguang, Yelu Chong and other group of Liao surrendered generals were lined up in sequence. This way of holding meetings and gathering banquets was relatively relaxed.

"But the one in front of the army is not Taiyuan, but Bianliang." Put down the meat-cutting knife in his hand, and at the first place, the second prince of the Jin Kingdom did not care about Wanyan Zonghan, the eldest brother. He slapped his palm on the short table. He said: "Although more than 300,000 people in the Wu Dynasty are now on the north bank of the Yellow River to nail us here. I want to say that they are really fantastic. My Jurchens have never fought a good fight for a day since the rebellion. When I saw us staying here for a few days, I thought we were afraid?"

He put his hands away and leaned forward, "After this meal, we will force Bianliang. Don't they have 300,000 people? Kill them and kill them to see."

At the same time, Guan Sheng and others gathered in the tent of Wusheng Camp. In fact, these days, they had already known about Qin Ming's death. Later, the army began to gather, and the troops that had been dispersed were reorganized. After the troops gathered one after another, they thought that the superiors were preparing to start a counterattack, but there was no movement within a few days.

Bang!

A table was lifted by Guan Sheng with one hand, pulled out his sword and slashed it, and the wood chips were scattered all over the ground. Then he sat back on the chair, his face gloomy, his eyes were red and his teeth were gritted.

"These guys are fighting but not fighting, they are still arguing, and they are also dragging them in the court. The more than 300,000 troops have not yet decided the real commander. If the Jurchens know, they will take the opportunity to fight and become coward!!!"

"What should I do? The ministers in the court were hesitating, and the emperor was hesitating. After all, who was given the 300,000 people to command? Who would be willing to command? It would be fine if I could beat the Jurchens, but who would take the blame? Of course, there were also thoughts on it, but the movement was too slow." Hao Si patted his shoulder.

"Let my brother command be better than those people. Unfortunately, we are a villain. Even if we can fight, they dare not fight." Ma Xuanzan of Choujun rubbed his hair angrily. When he spoke, there were some wet marks on the corners of his eyes. "It's a bit worthwhile if Qin Ming died."

After talking for a while, a soldier came over outside the tent and said, "I urgently reported that Xinzhou was slaughtered, Wanyan Xiyi's troops entered Taiyuan, and Tong Shumi came back to Bianliang."

Guan Sheng and the other two were slightly stunned for a moment, then they trembled all over. Xuan Zan kicked the stool away with anger, smashed it out of the camp tent, and shouted: "Don't he know that the army gathers here!!! As soon as he ran, what should we do with the morale of the army here? Will this war still be fought?"

On the evening of the news, the soldiers below may not have known it, but the hearts of the middle-level generals began to float. The three Wu Dynasty troops who had just made their plans for the next step fell into a passive situation of panic.

"Thousands of miles away" Guan Sheng wanted to pick up the Yanyue Sword and rush into the court and put it on the necks of the indecisive court officials. "What a great impact is the victory or defeat so far, now, brothers, we should withdraw."

He whispered, dejected.

After nightfall, the horses in the Jurchen army were wrapped in cloth, and the figures of war horses began to gather. The entire camp was silent in the tranquility before the war. Wanyan Zongwang wiped his sword, then returned to the sheath and inserted it, and walked out of the camp. The generals were ready to go and looked over.

"The people of the Wu Dynasty, no matter how they think, there are not many people. The Liao Kingdom has won 700,000 yuan, and I, the Jurchens, won 300,000 yuan, but that's it." He raised his hand, clenched his fists under the faint moonlight, and swung it down, "destroy them."

"yes!"

The earth moved quietly, the early spring night wind was mixed with traces of the revival of all things. The tender grass buds poked out of the soil, and horse hooves quietly stepped on it, sinking into the mud layer again.

The Jurchen infantry wearing armor began to drive out of the military camp in groups, gathering, the cavalry was controlling the speed, reducing vibration, and putting on a cage in the horse's mouth and arraying silently.

In the darkness, there was no light of flames. Wanyan Zongwang slowly came out of the formation and looked at the faint and cold moonlight. He casually called the command soldiers. Tens of thousands of troops began to walk silently in the wilderness. The wind blew over and brought out the aura of troops.

The hundred thousand Jurchens began to act and headed towards the camp of the Wu Dynasty army. This battle seemed to be just a trivial victory for them.

Looking at the brightly lit Wuchao military camp, on the hillside, Wanyan Zongwang stroked the neck of the war horse, and his deep eyes were fierce, "Send the whole army to flatten the Wuchao"

moment.

The silent waves of people ran and rolled over and over, and the horse's hooves wrapped in cloth moved, making dull sound like a dragon turning over, black and huge, and at this moment it crashed into it.

At this moment, 15,000 Jurchen cavalry showed their terrifying side. They rushed straight to the camp under the dark sky, and drilled a pair of military camps that had been successively more than ten miles away. Then, the 60,000 Jurchen infantry followed them began to push with their strong combat power.

The 300,000 Wu Dynasty troops were composed of troops from various places in general, with complex components. The sudden night attacks almost completely stunned them. Before the established troops began to assemble, they were defeated and dispersed one by one by one by the Jurchen cavalry, and then tore up and massacred by the Jurchen infantry following behind.

Thousands of sword lights were flying on the front line, the plasma burst and splashed, and people and war horses were intertwined, and they became flesh mud. Several teams of Jurchen cavalry continued to fight back and forth in the camp and their own infantry. Soon after, the three armies began to gradually collapse and then collapsed on the entire line.
Chapter completed!