When the north wind blows, there are Song troops advancing towards the heart of the Liao Kingdom on the road.

However, among the Western Army soldiers wearing Fan Yangli's hats on the blockbuster, there were more men wearing thick leather robes and jackets on their bodies. They were dressed up and could not see the atmosphere in the army. They were very enthusiastic when they saw people. When they said beautiful words, their facial features could be moved to their faces.

Most of the Western Army were simple men in Kansai. Those who were not simple were concerned about the Western Army's foreign business operations. Looking at these innocent faces, they would have to ask a few questions in private:

"What is the origin of this group of birds?"

There was a person who claimed to be very kind: "But he is a horse dealer from Hebei. This group of birds and women always ran to Liao Kingdom after their ancestors. They were familiar with the road, and they could also drive bows and ride horses, but they could not fight. It would be appropriate to be a leader!"

"We are used to seeing these horse traders in Guanxi. They are all goods that are worth living in the eyes of money. These people are more obedient than rabbits. If they meet Liao people, they should not dodge them. We are in this bird place, but we slip back to the south to drill the dog hole!"

"If you talk about rabbits, the leader of the horse seller, a very good man named Qiqiuan, gave birth to a young white face that was even tenderer than a woman. I'm afraid he's really a rabbit, but he's going to make everyone angry!"

"That's a famous rich man in Hebei. Master Lu, who is nicknamed "Yuqilin", is a caring and enthusiastic person outside. He doesn't look at what you birds and soldiers look like. Except for a few generals, who can touch a hair?"

The military spoke rudely, and once the topic was mentioned with eroticism, it was the few fun of these fighting men, and they didn't care about the horse dealers being around. Many quick-witted companions could not hold back their eyes and looked at the Western Army men who were laughing in a bunch of laughter.

However, although the young man, led by this group of horse vendors, had already formed a layer of plaster shell with thick antifreeze on his face and mixed with dust along the way, he could still see that the young man had a fair face as white as snow and his facial features were beautiful. Although he was wrapped in a thick leather robe and jacket, he could still see that his figure with a bee-waisted and ape-armed arm was a rare beauty.

Although he had a handsome face and a handsome and elegant aura in his behavior, when his two companions approached in disappointment and called "Brother Xiaoyi", he glanced back:

"No need to say, the official sent us here to do our best to attack Liao. Apart from this major event, everything is done casually. You carefully restrain the people below and lead the army to the two states of Zhuoyi seriously, but there must be no mistakes!"

After saying a few words, this young man who had the reputation of being a prodigal son and was a confidant beside Lu Junyi looked north and said in a cold voice: "Be careful of everything. The atmosphere of going north this time is so strange. I always feel that something big is going to happen!"

From the border between Song and Liao, we went north and across the current Zhuoyi states where Zhao Song, Northern Liao, and Jurchens could not touch the real and false. A military aura soared into the sky like a black cloud to cover the city, and a faint trace of blood was faintly revealed, which made the people who looked at it, and could not help but feel frightened and unable to control themselves.

A monk in black looked up at the sky-covering military aura that almost covered the fields, but his face was a calm expression. He held a string of crystal jade Buddhist beads with one hand and pulled the thin rope tied between the yellow gourd on his back with the other hand, and walked towards the large tent covered with military aura indifferently.

It is the Northern Liao Dynasty's national teacher Pufeng.

In contrast to the Liao people's custom of worshipping Buddhism throughout the country, although the Jurchens in Liaodong also learned from the neighboring Goryeo that in addition to the witch doctors and shamans, there are also bald monks doing similar activities. However, since the Jurchens established their country with martial arts, the traditional tribal witch doctors and shamans have been avoiding the way in front of the newly rising nobles, let alone this bald donkey in black with unknown origin?

Immediately, there was a Jurchen man with no hair on his head and only dragging two rat tails of money on the back of his head and screamed, then he opened his bow and shot!

The sound of whistling sounds, but Pu Feng was too lazy to even play. He just picked up Buddhist beads with one hand and pulled the yellow gourd on his back with the other hand, and just walked forward.

The arrowhead broke through the air, but when it was about to touch the black brocade robe on Pu Feng's body, it suddenly slid to the ground.

The dovetail iron horn, which should have been unique to the Liao army, suddenly drilled into the frozen soil, exposing only the olive-shaped bone whistle outside, making a terrifying roar!

The Jurchen warriors next to him just laughed at the companion who was shooting their bows. Then several thick and short Jurchen archers pulled open the iron-tied bows seized from the Liao army. The bow strings twisted by the cow tendons made a sound of tremolo, and a whistle that was spread out from the hand of the craftsman of the Liao Techniques Shooted towards the Northern Liao National Master!

The reputation of the Jurchen army's horse shooting was obtained by the Liao army's bloody lessons. If we only talk about shooting skills, the Liao people are naturally not bad. Whether it is the Bohai Sea or the Han'er, or the Khitans and Xi people who are noble, they did not grow up with bows and arrows when they were young? However, the newly rising fishing and hunting tribe like the Jurchens were born with a brave spirit of fighting against the tigers and bears in the mountains. Every time the Liao army and the Jurchen army shoot, both sides suffered the same battle losses. Every time the Liao army could not support it first, and the archers who formed the arrow formation collapsed! At that time, not only did the Jurchen army not only wear armor, but even the bows and arrows were the most unusable ox-horned bows and bone arrows, which could suppress the well-equipped Khitan army and horses!

But Pu Feng still ignored the wave of arrow rain, and plucked the Buddhist beads in his hand with one hand, and still walked forward slowly.

However, the whistle and bustle were approaching within three feet of Monk Pufeng's body, as if it had been trapped in a sticky mud. In an instant, it stopped working hard, either tilted its head or fell directly to the ground.

The Jurchens were indeed rare brave and bloodthirsty people, but some of them were meticulous people who could force the Liao Kingdom, the country of Wancheng, which dominated the northern part, to the point where they were now at the end of their lives.

Suddenly, a few Pu Liyan looked at each other and were about to run towards the tent of nobles in the army.

But before they could take action, Pu Feng's figure walked slowly ahead of them.

There was a thunderous sound, and a loud voice came out: "I am a great monk who was the great Liao Dynasty who promoted Zhongyi Sheng Kuangguo to praise the country's pure virtue. He was the Grand Tutor of the Three Secretaries of Kaifu Yi, the Grand Tutor of Liang, the Grand Tutor of the Shangzhu Kingdom, and the Master of the Nationalities of the Fuguo Guangjiao, and the Zishamen Pufeng, and asked to see all the nobles of Dajin!"

In the voice, a wave of air rose from the feet of the Northern Liao master, and even shocked the Jurchen Puliyan straight away.

This time, the entire Jurchen camp was finally completely alarmed, and countless military horses surrounded Monk Pufeng!
Chapter completed!