In spring on the northern prairie, the grass grows and orioles fly, creating a vibrant scene.
However, in the past few days, the earth was shaking and smoke filled the sky. The Jin Kingdom's army mobilized and slowly approached the border of Dayan.
Outside the Jinguo Temple outside Beijing, the great shaman Oguna stared at the distant south, and finally there was an obvious emotional change on her cold and stiff face.
After a long time, she sighed quietly, turned around and walked into the empty temple.
God’s prophecies and warnings have been verified one by one.
The emergence of the Chosen Son has doomed the Kingdom of Jin to its end.
She has been dealing with the relationship between the Kingdom of Jin and the people of destiny, and her original intention was to continue some vitality for the Kingdom of Jin and the Jurchens.
However, destiny cannot be violated.
Everything has finally gone as planned.
Not long after the founding of the Jin Dynasty, it would turn into the dust of history.
The final national war between the Kingdom of Jin and Dayan is about to begin, and all the forces are nervously watching.
Almost everyone's focus is on the north of Gubeikou.
The various tribes of Mongolia, the countries in the Western Regions, and the remaining tribes of the Liao people, from the desert to the grassland, this vast territory is about to face a reshuffle.
If Yan wins, the world will be unified.
From now on, no other force can compete with the Yan people, and the rule of the Han Dynasty will cover the distant northern grasslands and the more distant bitter cold lands of Mobei.
Five Kingdoms City.
Early that morning, the Aguda disciples, headed by Wanyan Zongwang and Wanyan Zongbi, set off for Gubeikou under the supervision of the Dayan Jinyi Guards. This was the emperor's order, and he wanted the Aguda disciples to witness the destruction of the Jin Kingdom with their own eyes.
The rise of the Jurchens was brilliant for a while, but it was ultimately an illusion.
When Wanyan Zongwang, Wanyan Zongbi and other scholars boarded the tower of Gubeikou Pass City, Emperor Yan Wang Lin was putting on his armor.
All the civil and military officials of Great Yan were on the tower.
A few dozen miles in front of the pass is Wanyan Zongpan's 200,000-strong army camp, which is the last elite and the entire military force of the Jin Kingdom.
Wanyan Zongpan swore an oath to go to war, with a death wish.
Everyone knows that if the Jin people lose this battle, it will be the beginning of the country's destruction.
Wanyan Zongwang, Wanyan Zongbi and others stood on the outskirts of the crowd in fear, looking at the Yan Emperor Wang Lin with awe, who was being admired by the stars.
Having been imprisoned in Five Kingdoms City for a long time, their sharpness and vigor have long been worn away.
As they lived in the Yan Kingdom for a longer period of time, they became more and more aware that the national power of Dayan was now flourishing and growing rapidly under the leadership of this wise and powerful Emperor of Dayan.
At this moment, Dayan is no longer the weak Song Dynasty it was in the past.
Not only has the economy become prosperous, but the people's customs have also become stronger.
This can be seen from the style of the court hall.
Originally, the Song Dynasty was weak, and the court was dominated by the peace faction and the capitulation faction. Even people like Li Gang could only defend the city.
The entire country, whether in the temple or in the private sector, has no enterprising and pioneering spirit.
But under the leadership of Emperor Yan Wang Lin, the people of Yan are now full of endless desire for the world.
They hope to obtain a wider territory, seize resources, and open up a larger living space for future generations.
Wanyan Zongwang and others also knew very well that as long as they defeated the Jin Kingdom and unified the world, Emperor Yan Wang Lin's civil and military skills would surpass those of the emperors of the Han dynasties in the past, and he would truly become an emperor that would go down in history.
The huge empire under his rule will become a vast and innumerable overlord, and it will be difficult for any foreign race to shake the orthodox authority of the Han people.
And considering Wang Lin's age, this grand occasion can last at least another fifty years.
And if Wang Lin chooses and trains his successor well, it will not be a dream for Dayan to last for a hundred years.
Han Shizhong, Yue Fei, Zhang Jun, Liu Qi, Ma Kuo, Liu Guangshi and his son, Yao Gu, Lu Junyi, Guan Sheng...all the famous generals in the world gathered at Gubeikou. It was obvious that the Jin people had gathered all their troops and horses in Gubeikou in an attempt to
All his efforts were accomplished in one battle.
So, for Dayan, this is of course also a golden opportunity to annihilate the Jin people.
Wang Lin's deep and clear gaze passed over the almost fanatical faces of the generals one by one. All the generals prostrated themselves on the ground: "Long live my emperor, long live my emperor!"
On the entire city gate tower, Yan Junshan's roar of long live the tsunami shook the surrounding areas.
Wanyan Zongbi, who was kneeling outside the crowd, sighed in his heart. He was not optimistic about Wanyan Zongpan.
In terms of strategy, Wanyan Zongpan was not as good as the Aguda disciples. In terms of bravery, he was not as good as the original Wanyan Loushi. He was not even comparable to Zongwang and others.
But Wanyan Zongpan is already the number one warrior in the Kingdom of Jin.
Therefore, in the minds of Wanyan Zongwang and others, the Kingdom of Jin was actually at the end of its rope.
Wang Lin's majestic eyes fell on the Aguda disciples outside the crowd.
He smiled calmly and said: "Zong Wang, Zong Bi, I asked you to come to Gubeikou not just to let you watch the battle."
The ministers separated and cleared the way. Wanyan Zongwang and Wanyan Zongbi led their disciples in with bowed heads.
The officials of Dayan looked at the once arrogant Aguda and the princes, and were filled with emotion in their hearts.
At that time, every one of these people made people in Song Dynasty fearful.
But now, he is prostrate in front of His Majesty the Emperor, like a well-behaved sheep.
It was only then that Li Gang and others understood that the emperor was slowly wearing away the vigor and sharpness of the disciples through this method of confinement.
They are content with enjoyment, comfort, and the status quo, and have no ambition to restore the country.
And as long as the bloodline of the Aguda disciples is there, in the future when Dayan will unify the Jin Kingdom, the Jurchens will gradually surrender.
Many years ago, the emperor had already had the ambition to eliminate gold and laid the groundwork in advance.
Li Gang was amazed when he thought about it now.
Wanyan Zongwang and his disciples looked at the emperor with dull expressions.
Wang Lin slowly said again: "In this battle between me and Wanyan Zongpan, Dayan will win, I am convinced. Then, next, I will personally lead the army to unify the north. I hope that you and others will jointly write a document,
I call upon the Jurchen people to submit to me, Dayan. I hereby promise that anyone who lays down their weapons and surrenders will not be held responsible.
Regardless of Jurchen nobles or commoners, as long as they submit to the Yan and accept the management of the Yan, the Yan will not take any of their property, land, cattle, sheep, livestock, etc.
For those officials of the Jin Kingdom who surrendered, their official salaries remained unchanged.
Otherwise, when the army arrives, those who stubbornly resist will be turned into powder."
Wanyan Zongwang and Wanyan Zongbi looked at each other, bowed and said, "I will accept the order!"
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The wind howled.
Wanyan Zongpan led the army and pushed forward another twenty miles. At this time, Gubeikou was in sight.
Wanyan Zongpan galloped in front of the army formation with a determined look in his eyes.
The loud and powerful bugle sound suddenly sounded, followed immediately by the exciting and soul-stirring desolate military drums, the drums beat closely.
The gate of Xiongguan at Gubeikou was wide open, and the Yan army rushed out like a tide and began to form a formation in front of the pass.
Flags are hunting and fluttering in the wind.
Wanyan Zongpan's eyes narrowed, and he saw with his own eyes a team of ten thousand people rushing out of the Yan army again, wearing bright yellow emperor dragon banners.
The letter is written with the word "Yan".
Wanyan Zongpan took a deep breath, looked around at the generals and said, "The Emperor of Yan is here. In this battle, we can only fight to the death to serve the country, and we will fight to the death with the Yan people!"
The generals of the Jin army shouted in unison, but compared with the earth-shattering shouts of the Yan army in the opposite formation, it was really nothing.
This shows the difference in morale.
Wang Lin's silver spear and white horse galloped to the front of the formation, with Han Shizhong on the left and Yue Fei on the right.
Behind him were more than a hundred fierce generals.
Wang Lin pointed his spear in the distance and said loudly: "Generals, the battle between our country, Yan, and the fate of the country of Jin will be fought today! The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, and the hundreds of millions of people of our country, Yan, will have to fight because of this.
Become a slave to the subjugation of the country! Today, I personally lead the army to fight to the death with the Jin people. All generals should sacrifice their lives and work hard with me to fight for a bright future for the common people of Dayan and Li!
The whole army is here, listen to my orders and kill!"
"Long live my emperor, long live my emperor!"
"Dayan will win!! Ten thousand wins!!!"
The shouts of the 500,000 Yan troops in front of the pass shook the sky and dispersed the gloom in the sky.
Wang Lin took the lead and galloped away.
Han Shizhong and Yue Fei hit the officers and raised their flags high, and rushed to the left and right wings in two directions.
The emperor led the Chinese army, with Han Shizhong on the left and Yue Fei on the right. The three Yan troops rushed over like three torrents of steel.
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This battle lasted from sunrise to sunset, and the battle was still fierce.
For the Yan army, the Jin people's combat power is not weak, and their fighting will is very strong. It will not be easy to win this battle.
However, the Jin people faced the Yan army that was twice their size. Although they could withstand the Yan army's charge at the beginning, later on, the formation began to gradually collapse.
Wanyan Zongpan charged forward, his body covered in blood.
The blood in his eyes surged, and he knew that he, and even all the soldiers of the Jin Army, could not retreat.
Would rather die than retreat.
Otherwise, as soon as the formation collapsed, the Jin people would begin to be defeated like a mountain.
Therefore, despite heavy casualties, the Jin army pressed forward and refused to retreat.
The battlefield is in full bloom, and the blood in the air is almost substantial.
The shouts of killing were so overwhelming that even the sky changed color.
This is the largest and most difficult battle since Wang Lin ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor.
Half a million Yan troops and 250,000 Jin troops fought in the wilderness north of Gubeikou. The mountains of corpses and seas of blood were countless.
But for both sides, there is no room for retreat.
Wang Lin took a deep breath on the horse, and two thousand cavalry in brocade clothes stood around him, guarding the emperor.
Wang Lin had long known that the Jin people were facing a desperate situation and they would fight to the death.
The fighting power that a person unleashes in a desperate situation is much higher than in normal times.
Therefore, once this grand battle begins, it will not last for days, nights or even longer, and it will be difficult to determine the winner.