Wanyan Hu is not a person with great kung fu skills, but he has not only developed brute strength by fighting lions, tigers, horses, and wrestling all year round, but also has extremely strong skills. Just looking at his posture of grabbing his arms, it seems that all angles are blocked.
, it is simply unavoidable.
All his men knew what would happen if Wanyan Hu was caught. To put it simply, Wanyan Hu's best trick was to grab his opponent like a chicken, hold it above his head and spin him around three or five times.
When he throws it five or six feet away, during the tribal martial arts competition, as long as he catches and lifts it, if he doesn't quickly surrender, he will basically be crippled, and will be thrown to the ground a few feet away in a spin, and will be broken.
The arms and legs are quite light, and if the head was on the ground, the flesh would probably come out of it.
But what surprised everyone was that the ugly Song Army officer didn't shy away from him and grabbed Wanyan Hu's chest and shirt with his big hands while grinning.
"You are looking for death." The Jurchen soldiers were stunned for a while.
"If you don't seek death, you won't die." Someone sighed.
"Chief Chief... please show some mercy..." A mature and prudent Jurchen soldier reminded him worriedly. There were nearly 200,000 Song troops stationed across the grassland, so there was no need to offend the Song army.
The place was completely silent, and everyone's eyes were so wide open that they stared at Ma Han and Wanyan Hu. However, they saw the two of them grabbing each other's chests and clothes, their faces turning red from holding back, but neither of them moved at all.
"The chieftain was too merciful, and he didn't even use any force," someone said.
"No, look at the meridians on the chief's arms and forehead. They are all bulging. It's like he used all his strength."
"Could it be? How is it possible!" No one believed that the chieftain could not capture the short and thick man opposite him.
This is exactly what happened. Wanyanhu had used all his strength to lift Mahan's body up, but at the same time he also felt Mahan's huge strength trying to lift him up. Both of them wanted to lift the other over their heads.
, but couldn't do it.
Wanyanhu was secretly surprised. He was so powerful that a stone lock of several hundred kilograms was like paper in his hand. He did not expect that the other party was not inferior to him. Wanyanhu was ignorant. If he knew that Ma Hanzeng and the Liao strongman
Xiao Dahu fought head-on with you and me, even beating his nose and hand bones to pieces. He would not have chosen to fight with Ma Han. Ma Han was a stubborn man, and he liked nothing more than others fighting him.
He acted recklessly, and then he acted recklessly.
The two people were deadlocked in place, constantly pushing to lift or knock each other down, but they were equally strong and no one could succeed. What was originally an exciting competition between the two powers ended up being boring and grabbing each other's clothes.
Looking at each other with affectionate faces is simply boring.
A quarter of an hour later...
Half an hour later...
It was still the same, both of them were exhausted, the hot autumn sun was shining on their bodies, their clothes were soaked with sweat, and their faces were covered with sweat beads, dripping down.
The people around were bored to death. Some people couldn't bear it anymore and huddled under the nearby trees to hide from the sun. Some even dozed off.
"Okay, okay..." Jingtai couldn't stand it anymore and wiped the sweat from his face and said: "The competition between the two was really exciting. It seems that there is no winner or loser. It's okay, it doesn't hurt the friendship, and everyone is relieved.
hand."
"If we don't succeed, we will never give up regardless of the outcome!" Wan Yanhu gasped.
"We will never give up regardless of who is better or worse!" Mahan snorted.
Jingtai was extremely helpless, waving his hands and saying: "Come on, you compete, I'll take a nap under the shade of a tree, when they decide the winner, remember to wake me up."
An hour later, everything was as before. The lonely shadows of the two people were slowly lengthened by the setting sun, and the red faces of the two people slowly turned white. Finally, at a certain moment, the two people let go almost at the same time.
He sat down on the ground and started breathing heavily.
The surrounding Song Army and Jurchen soldiers cheered, not knowing whether they were happy for the two people's liberation or for their own liberation. They gathered around and took water bags and poured them into their mouths. Looking at the two people again, their hands were like chicken feet.
, can’t recover at all.
After a while of fussing, the two finally calmed down. Ma Han stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Chief Wanyan is really powerful. There are probably not more than one person in this world who can compete with me, Ma Han, in terms of strength without falling behind. You are one of them."
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Wanyan Hu said: "You are the first evenly matched opponent I have encountered. You are very powerful."
The two actually seemed to cherish each other and regretted meeting each other late; Jingtai's lazy voice came from behind: "Is the fight over?"
Everyone turned to look and saw that Jingtai was sleepy and had just woken up. There were grass stems on his bun and traces of saliva on his face. He must have had a sweet dream.
Wanyanhu invited Jingtai, Mahan and others into the military tent in the valley to slaughter cattle and sheep to entertain everyone. During the dinner, Jingtai took out a letter and handed it to Wanyanhu and said: "Chief Wanyan, this is a gift from my Marshal Su.
Your letter is also the purpose of our trip. After we captured Zhengzhou, we heard from the locals that Chief Wanyan was leading his troops to the east, so we came to contact him."
Wanyanhu took the letter and unfolded it. He read it over and over for a long time before saying, "I'm sorry. If you have something to say, please make it clear. I can't read."
Jingtai immediately felt extremely sorry for Su Jin. When Su Jin wrote this letter, he racked his brains over the words and sentences, trying to express his emotions with reason, but he didn't expect that his pretty eyes would be shown to a blind man who couldn't read.
"Okay, there is no need to read this letter as it is. This letter has only one meaning. My commander just wants to ask you, do you want Huanglong Mansion?" Jingtai said.
Wanyan Hu's heart skipped a beat, it was really weird for the Song Dynasty people to guess that he coveted Huanglong Mansion.
"Longzhou is a city of the Liao Kingdom. Why are you asking about me? The Liao Kingdom is a friendly group with our Jurchen tribe. What does your commander mean by asking this?"
"Friendly gang? I can't see it. I might as well tell you the secret of my army. Soon we will send troops to Huanglong Mansion. You must also know that wherever my northern expedition army goes, it will attack every state capital. Although we know that Huanglong
There are currently 50,000 defenders in the mansion, but we still cannot escape the fate of being captured by us."
"Then what does your army mean by asking me if I want Huanglong Mansion?"
"You should know that after leaving the prefecture we occupied, we destroyed the city defenses, burned down the buildings, and destroyed all usable things. After our army occupied Huanglong Mansion, it must have been in ruins when we left, so I ask you what you want
If you don't want Huanglong Mansion, you will take over it after we capture it, and we won't do any damage."
Wanyan Hu's mind was racing, happiness came a bit suddenly, he might have to waste a lot of energy to attack Longzhou, but it was pie in the sky, the Song people were so kind.
"Why are you willing to hand over Longzhou to our hands? Our Jurchen tribe has no contact with you Song people, so what is the purpose of doing this?" Wanyanhu couldn't help but ask.
"I knew you were going to ask. My commander-in-chief has a keen eye and can see clearly. The relationship between your Jurchen tribe and the Liao people is not as harmonious as it seems on the surface. On the contrary, it should be extremely tense. My commander-in-chief said
, The enemy of the enemy is a friend, so why not give him a city? What's more, Longzhou is of great significance to the Jurchens. With Longzhou as a pass, the Jurchens will have a barrier to hold on. A Longzhou is of great significance to us.
It's nothing to Song, but to you, it's a major matter related to the expansion and protection of your living space in the future."
Wanyan Hu was greatly moved. Marshal Su really had a sharp gaze and could see the importance of Longzhou's geographical location to the Jurchen clan.
"Another reason is that winter is coming, and my commander-in-chief doesn't want to do too much evil. After burning down the houses and destroying the city, 70,000 to 80,000 people will be displaced. If a snow falls in winter, wouldn't it indirectly kill many people?
What? My commander-in-chief doesn’t want to do such a thing. I will hand over the city to you, and the people will naturally belong to you. Your Jurchen clan can grow stronger and the people can save their lives, so why not do it?"
Wanyanhu's heart was almost in his throat. Song people were like roundworms in his stomach, knowing what they needed most and what they wanted to do most. This was really scary; Longzhou's geographical location was important, and there were 70,000 to 80,000 people in the city.
The population also makes Wanyan Hu salivate; the Jurchen tribe only has a population of more than 200,000, and the sparse population is also the reason why the tribe cannot become stronger. The main reason is the narrow living space. If the population is large, its small territory cannot support it; but
If Longzhou is captured, the land with a radius of hundreds of miles under its jurisdiction will fall into its own hands, and its population base will suddenly increase by 70,000 to 80,000, and its strength will leap to a new level. This is simply a wonderful and exciting prospect.
"Chief Wanyan, what we have given you is a great gift, why are you hesitating?" Jingtai said with a smile.
Wanyan Hu was silent for a moment, and finally said: "I just want to know why you are doing this. Our Jurchen tribe has a saying: when you come to visit with wine and meat, you must have some requests. I dare to ask you what you need from our Jurchen tribe.
exchange?"
Jingtai thought to himself: "Why come to visit with wine and meat? Our Song Dynasty said it much more concisely. Isn't it just that 'people must ask for something when being polite'? Barbarians are barbarians, and they are very rustic."
"Actually, we have nothing to ask of you. If we must ask for anything, my commander-in-chief said that if you Jurchens want to stick to Huanglong Mansion, it is best if you have the ability to seize Ningjiang and Baozhou in the north.
Our army in the province has to go north to fight. My commander-in-chief said that if leader Wanyan thinks that he is not capable of holding Longzhou City and taking the two cities in the north, then this proposal will be dropped."
Wanyan Hu said angrily: "Your commander-in-chief looks down on my Jurchen clan too much. Baozhou and Ningjiang are within easy reach. In the past, they were controlled by the Longzhou frontier army. We can't keep them if we take them. If Longzhou is obtained, these two states will be lost."
The county is literally in the bag.”
Jingtai chuckled and said: "That's the best. To be honest, my army is about to go east to attack Shangjing, and we don't have time to hang around here. I will leave this northern territory to you. If you have the ability, take more bites. If you don't, just eat more."
Sleeping in a grass nest in the mountains and forests."
Wanyan Hu suddenly stood up and said: "I will teach you how powerful my Jurchen warriors are. I, Wanyan Hu, do not accept the kindness of others in vain. I have decided to lead my 50,000 warriors to follow your army to attack Huanglong Mansion. Don't underestimate Huanglong Mansion.
The fortifications are extremely strong, and the food and grass reserves are sufficient. Only I know its weaknesses, and it saves you from losing troops and generals, which can be regarded as a small gift from me."
Jingtai slapped his thigh and said, "That's great. Come on, come on, finish this bowl of wine. I'll go back overnight and tell my boss the good news."