Wanyan Congjia has always suppressed his ambitions and kept a low profile as an official. But he is the grandson of Emperor Shizong, the brother of Emperor Zhangzong, and the nephew of the current emperor, so his status is really noble. He served as a local governor for twenty years.
In recent years, he has paid more attention to recruiting warriors and gathered a considerable number of people around him.
This time he was going to Zhongdu, so he naturally brought out all his reliable subordinates. However, in order to act covertly, most of the personnel used various cover identities and set off separately, accompanying Wanyan Congjia who was mixed in the supply convoy.
, only a small part of it.
At this time, they were suddenly attacked, and the civilians were frightened and ran away. These warriors immediately took their swords and guns in hand and joined Wanyan Congjia's guards to fight.
However, their troops were small, and their leader Wuyan Weike was shot and killed by an arrow at the beginning of the battle. Everyone was in a hurry and could not form a formation. When the two armies met hand-to-hand, how could they defeat the Hebei troops who had been tested by cruel wars for a long time?
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In an instant, hundreds of people's corpses lay on the ground, and the rest dispersed in a rush.
Surrounded by his close followers, Wanyan Congjia also wanted to escape among the crowd. However, he had been stared at by many people for a long time. After several conflicts, he could not escape. Instead, he was stared at by the followers in front of his eyes.
Killed several.
When the ministries were surrounded, he retreated continuously, and finally hid next to a large car under the cover of two subordinates.
He lost one of his boots while running away, and his socks were stepped off by himself. It's a pity that such a wealthy and noble sect king has lived a life of pampering and luxury, but has he ever walked barefoot? His feet stepped on gravel and rubble several times, and he only felt pain.
It was unbearable and walking was even more difficult.
At this time, the sound of killing around him gradually died down, and countless strong thieves surrounded him with murderous intent. This was a scene he had never imagined in his life. Does anyone really dare to do this? Does anyone really dare to kill the royal family of Daijin directly? These people are not afraid of execution.
Nine tribes?
He couldn't accept it, but he had to admit the reality.
At this point, the situation seems to be over. I can't be the emperor, and I have to die... I'm really unwilling!
After all, he was fifty years old. Under the influence of panic, his physical strength was closer to collapse. His heartbeat was pounding, his blood vessels were about to explode, and he could no longer stand still.
One of his subordinates wanted to come up to help him, but he pushed him away with all his strength. Instead, he pressed his knees with his hands. He He gasped a few times and wiped his face with his sleeves.
He was determined to stand up and fight these thieves with a knife. Even if he died, he would die with dignity. But he raised his eyes slightly and saw the weapons held by those fierce soldiers glowing with a cold light. He thought of the cruelty of the sharp blade penetrating into the flesh.
The situation...he couldn't help but be afraid, so he suddenly became too weak to hold the handle of the knife.
Just when he was at his wits' end, the crowd of soldiers gathered around him split to the left and right, and a scholar with a long beard reaching down to his belly stepped out from the crowd.
The scholar bowed respectfully to Wanyan Congjia and said: "Noble man, please don't be surprised."
Wanyan Congjia's energy was shaken. She didn't know where the strength came from, and her hands and feet became stronger again.
He asked boldly: "Who are you?"
The scholar hesitated slightly, and when he was about to speak, a tall young warrior came out from behind him.
The young warrior strode forward and looked at Wanyan Congjia coldly: "Are you King Sheng?"
Wanyan Congjia felt that the look in his eyes was extremely ferocious, and he was so frightened that he took a step back and hit the car with his back.
The young warrior was too lazy to ask any more questions, and turned to the scholar and said, "Qing Jin, you always have to speak clearly, but not now."
He waved his hand: "Take this person with you, find a car and place him properly. Also bring the captured horses and vehicles, and we will leave immediately!"
Following his order, several soldiers rushed up, grabbed Wanyan Congjia's arms from left to right, and pushed him out.
"Where are you taking me?" Wanyan Congjia asked loudly, and tried to struggle, but the soldiers held on tighter. These people were too strong, and Wanyan Congjia's struggle was completely useless.
usefulness.
A soldier not far away asked: "Have you heard? We have captured a prince!"
"That's the guy, that's him!"
"Doesn't he look very majestic? Is he really a prince?"
Words like these kept falling into Wanyan Congjia's ears, making him furious and fearful, and also made him regain his composure subconsciously.
The young warrior who ordered Wanyan Congjia to be taken away was naturally Guo Ning.
He made a plan with his subordinates in the city, and immediately dispatched troops to go out of the city for a surprise attack. Only half an hour passed until Wanyan Congjia was captured.
At this time, the soldiers were throwing away the food and supplies on the vehicles, gathering the vehicles together, and re-harnessing the horses. Among the infantry, those who could ride a horse quickly collected saddles and saddles and temporarily became cavalry; those who could not ride a horse were crowded around.
He got on the cart and urged the horse repeatedly.
Fortunately, Guo Ning's subordinates were all good soldiers, and they were all good soldiers who had experienced the collapse of the army and fled. In a very short period of time, the entire army changed its appearance and became a mules-horse troop that could march quickly.
Guo Ning's horse circled around the queue. His eyes swept over the grain that had been discarded everywhere, the fleeing people scattered among the grass in the distance, and the people who were nervous but still full of trust in the leader.
Soldiers.
Guo Ning quickly nodded with satisfaction and returned to the front of the team: "Speed up!"
When they went south, they followed the east bank of Bianwudian, from Gecheng to Wocheng, then to Gaoyangguan, and then turned to Suning County in the southwest.
This time heading north, they chose to directly cross the Tang River, which was almost submerged above their calves, and then followed the west bank of Bianwudian and passed through the wilderness between Anzhou, Baozhou and Lizhou.
The terrain in this area is relatively open and flat. Although it faces a pond, the ground soil is hard, which is very suitable for the cavalry to run quickly. However, the vehicle is inevitably bumpy, and the people sitting in the vehicle rise and fall violently with the vehicle. If the time is shorter, it will still be better.
Well, after half an hour like this, my bones would almost fall apart.
Wanyan Congjia was on one of the carriages.
After all, he was the king of Dajin, so he would not be treated harshly. He had a very nice car to ride in, and he was accompanied by Yi La Chucai in the car.
When the vehicle was moving quickly, Wanyan Congjia tried to talk to Yi La Chucai, but because of the bumps, he bit his tongue hard and blood spilled out of his mouth. As a result, Yi La Chucai thought he was going to chew his tongue and commit suicide.
I pounced on him and opened his mouth in an attempt to rescue him.
Because of this incident, both of them were a little embarrassed.
At this moment, he noticed that the vehicle was slowly stopping, and Wanyan Congjia cheered up again.
"You can't go far. The cavalry brigade of Marshal Pu Cha Ali's command must be not far behind. You can't hide your whereabouts from him, and your mules, horses, and vehicles can't outrun the well-trained cavalry!"
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Wanyan Congjia paused, looked at Yilan Chucai's expression, and continued: "Since you don't dare to kill me, could it be that instead..."
Someone outside called: "Tongjian, we are here."
Yi La Chucai responded, but his body did not move. After a while, he sighed, opened the car door and went out.
Guo Ning's troops have stopped.
Most of the vehicles that had been robbed just now had been abandoned casually. The infantry had all got out of the vehicles and were stretching and kicking their legs to stretch their muscles and blood. There was a small river outside the team, and the cavalry spread out along the small river and were leading the troops.
Let the horses eat grass and drink water.
Behind the car array, there was a small high ground. Guo Ning stood on the high ground and looked out. Li Ting, on the other hand, went around the area to inspect and came back to report.
He stood at the foot of the high ground, raised his head and said, "Guo Langjun, I think this place will work! There is a high slope as a barrier, and the enemy cannot easily attack it, and behind it is the three forks where the Zihe River, the Shahe River, and the Tang River converge.
, I have sent people to look at them, they are all shoals, you can swim across them on foot... After the Sanchakou, there is a 150-mile large swamp connecting Qinüdian and Bianwubo, which is enough for us to hide!"
Han Xuan said in a deep voice beside him: "It's not difficult for us to hide. The key is to attract the Mongols!"
"It will come." Guo Ning nodded: "As we were galloping along, didn't we already bump into several groups of Mongolian Aljinchi? I also assigned extra manpower to fight with them! The Mongols will never let them go.
Opportunity to crush your enemies in the wild... they will come soon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yuki's figure appeared in everyone's sight.
The next moment, from the south of the highland, a large group of cavalry followed. It was a large group of thousands of cavalry, and the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground was like the roar of muffled drums.
The knights were arranged in several dense columns, marching along the road in the wilderness, like giant winged snakes flying close to the ground, sometimes coming together, sometimes separating. Under the dim sky, one after another khaki military flags fluttered, like
The clouds and mist lifted up by the giant snake's wings kept approaching.
Han Xuan squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time: "It is really Pucha Ali's command. It is indeed a rare elite rider...he came so fast."
Yi La Chucai smiled bitterly: "The King is in our hands, how can he not be in a hurry?"
Hearing him talk about rising to the throne, everyone turned to look at the car where Yan Congjia was sitting.
Wanyan Congjia also left the carriage at this time. Seeing the cavalry brigade approaching, the long-awaited support finally arrived. The extremely tense and suppressed emotions he had felt along the way were finally released, and he couldn't help laughing.
While laughing, he said loudly: "The imperial army has arrived, don't you know whether to live or die? Why don't you surrender quickly! I will spare your life and give you a chance to change your ways!"
Everyone looked at Wanyan Congjia like a fool.
Someone cast suspicious eyes on Yilan Chucai, as if asking: "Are you talking nonsense? This man is the one Wan Yan Gang likes to be the next emperor? Could it be that he wants to be the emperor so much that he goes crazy?"
As the Jin Army's cavalry approached, the vibrations on the ground became stronger and stronger, as if the grass and trees were shaking. Within sight, flocks of wild birds were flying up and circling high in the sky.
Wanyan Congjia heard the sound of thousands of troops galloping getting louder and louder, like the roar of the sea, penetrating into his eardrums. He felt that the shaft of the carriage he was holding was also shaking, and it was shaking more and more violently.
In Wanyan Congjia's eyes, the faces of the bandits gradually became serious, but they were not afraid. Their eyes turned from south to north, and they occasionally pointed their fingers.
The tall warrior who looked like a leader stared sternly at the north and gave orders in a deep voice. The bandits acted in response, abandoning their vehicles and crossing the high slope.
What's to the north?
Wanyan turned around from Jia to look.
Then he knew where the roaring sound like the ocean tide came from.
In the north of the wilderness, another army appeared. The cavalry was so large that it was beyond imagination, like the black waves surging in the depths of the sea, one wave after another, never ending, never ending.
Such a scene seemed to have only appeared in Wanyan Congjia's nightmares. In the surging black sea that slowly occupied a large area of vision, there seemed to be countless ferocious beasts from legends churning, ready to devour everything.
