Chapter 818: The Condor in the Desert

After a night of hangover, Chen Ao got up by Zhou Heng howling. After washing up, he remembered that he went out today. Without further ado, the faster the rush to Linhuang Mansion, the better. The navy cavalry was already on standby outside the city. Chen Ao looked at the sky and found that it was already dawn. He was upset that he shouldn't have eaten so much wine last night. He sighed in his heart: "When people think about their hometown, it is indeed like the Yellow River flooding. I have always been heartless, why did I suddenly think about their hometown?"

He thought about it in a daze, and after eating something randomly, he beat the horse with his horse and led Zhou Heng and his guards to the north gate of Dading Prefecture. When he arrived at the north gate, the navy cavalry had already lined up, sharpening his swords and waving flags. There was an endless field north of Dading. Looking out from the door hole, you could see the end of the horizon. The half-man high water plants blown by the strong wind swayed and undulating. In the process of riding the horse, people felt a bit of a kind of magnificent spirit.

Chen Ao looked around, but was full of doubts and said to Zhou Heng: "Why did you see the cavalry? No one came to see me off? Where is that boy Zhou Chu, and where are the generals of the navy, and the Khitan guys hiding? It's so hateful. It's even later than I did. Even if I drank last night, I shouldn't do this."

Zhou Heng said with a bitter face: "Your Highness, Lord Zhou called someone to report early in the morning, saying that he had drunk too much last night and hurt his stomach. He had already asked the nursing captain to see it, saying that he would take care of him for a few days and could not come to see him off."

Chen Ao's face was a little stiff: "Where are the others?"

Zhou Heng said awkwardly: "Dr. Liu was infected with the cold. Commander Zhu fell down when he returned to the camp last night. General Yang suffered an old illness, and... "

Chen Ao was speechless for a moment. These people were really shameless and pretended to be sick. However, they were about to set off. It had been delayed too much time and they didn't care about repairing them. They had to interrupt Zhou Heng and said, "Forget it, if they don't come, don't come. Who said that I am not popular? Let's go and set off towards Linhuang Mansion!"

With a command, the commander of the Pegasus to pass on the order of Chen Ao, and more than 10,000 cavalry drove their horses north and advanced towards the depths of the wilderness.

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Jurchen camp.

The north wind was blowing. In the evening, the sky suddenly changed suddenly, and heavy snow fell from the dark sky. The night wind blew into the tent. When the Jurchens were blown by the sudden cold air, they were a little unable to bear it, so they had to put out the bonfire outside the tent, covered the tent tightly, and hurried in the tent to drink and keep warm.

The Qijin Mansion was about to break the city, but the more critical the Khitans were, the more stubborn they were. During the day, Wanyan Aguda personally supervised the battle, and the Jin army was sieging the city like flowing water. Seeing that the south gate of Qijin Mansion had been broken, a large number of Jin troops rushed in, but were finally blocked and returned.

The Jurchens were actually extremely tired. What they were good at was chasing and killing the wilderness. They rode their horses and shouted and rushed to the enemy like a tide. This battle to attack the city was not their strength. If it weren't for the Jurchens' brave nature and the continuous encouragement of Wanyan Aguda, I'm afraid they would have been unable to hold on at this time.

Before the early winter came, heavy snow finally arrived early, which means that the siege in the next few days will be more difficult. Therefore, the camp outside the city is always filled with a desolate atmosphere. Many people sit in the tent with their heads and drink, which is less laughing and a little more solemn than before.

At some point, the sound of hand drums suddenly came out, and the sound of dongdong seemed to be playing a desolate tune. The Jurchens in the tent were listening carefully. The hand drums were the instrument of the Jurchens and the tool of the shamans. This song is familiar. It tells the story of a Jurchen woman named Nu Dan flying to treat the leader after her husband died. Although this story is simple, she hits her with the hand drum in the middle of the night, but she has a strong sense of homesickness.

The strong wind was still shouting, and although it was nothing compared to the wind and snow in Liaodong in the desert, it seemed particularly bone-black. In the Jin army's big tent, several charcoal fires were born in the tent, and a tiger-skin blanket was covered on the ground, making the entire tent warm as spring. The generals of the Jin army had arrived an hour ago, and each sat on the blanket and drank with his head. No one said a word, but they deliberately suppressed the sound of Gulu when they were drinking. Because their leader, Wanyan Agu, had a gloomy face, never spoke a word, and only focused on drinking.

Usually at this time, Wanyan Aguda must be thinking. Although the generals didn't know what Wanyan Aguda was thinking, they saw his solemn expression and red eyes. They had already thought that something must have happened in their hearts. Only in their rage would the king show such a look. If he was just angry, he would have whipped it and found a servant to whip it.

Seeing Wanyan Aguda like this, the generals naturally held their breath one by one and tiptoed, for fear of angering the king of the white mountains and black waters.

Wanyan Aguda drank the strong wine in the ox horn cup again, and his face had already turned red and red. He wiped the wine stains on the corner of his mouth with his elbow. Wanyan Aguda finally raised his head. His eyes were red and covered with blood. The eyes as big as a copper bell suddenly closed slightly, revealing a hint of cruelty. Then, he threw the ox horn cup to the ground.

The ox horn cup rolled on the carpet a few times, and lay down without even making a sound. However, this made all the generals even more nervous, and they stopped moving, looking at Wanyan Aguda in confusion.

Wanyan Aguda suddenly laughed wildly. The loud laughter instantly suppressed the wind outside the account. Then he pressed his hand hard on the table and stood up with his somewhat shaky body. After vomiting two sips of alcohol, he said: "My nephew, my Zong Haner, Batulu of Baishan and Black Water are dead!"

There was an uproar in the tent, and everyone showed surprise. Wanyan Zonghan led 50,000 iron cavalry north to rescue Dading Mansion. Now, General Zonghan is actually dead. So where are the 50,000 iron cavalry? What happened to Dading Mansion?

Wanyan Aguda shouted: "Zong Han'er raised an army with me when she was young. She was as strong as a calf, and was more brave than Hai Dongqing, the most ferocious Hai Dongqing on Baishan. But now, Hangou killed him, the one named Shen Ao, first killed my son and captured my mother with a traitor. Now, he killed Zong Han'er again!"

The tent became more restless, everyone was shocked, and their breathing became rapid.

"In addition to Zong Han'er, there are also 50,000 Erlang from the Great Jin Kingdom and 50,000 brave soldiers. They were deceived by Chen Ao with a trick and burned them to death!" Wanyan Agu's eyes were about to drip. Every word, every word was clenched with his fists as if he had used all his strength: "Just an hour ago, the news came, Zong Han'er was wiped out, and no one escaped, and everyone died in the Dading Mansion. In addition, Wanyan Zongjun also fell into Chen Ao's hands, and the Song army cut off our retreat."

The generals took a breath of cold air and finally burst into a low roar, saying in a lingering manner: "Avenge!" "Kill Chen Ao."

Wanyan Aguda let the generals shout, remain indifferent, and suppressed his hands, which made the generals quiet again. Wanyan Aguda said sternly: "At the same time, one day, our enemies of the Jurchens will repay us with our bows and arrows and our war horses. If we don't kill Chen Ao, what kind of face will I, Wanyan Aguda, be worthy of my tribe and what kind of face will I give my brother an explanation."

A general said, "Please give an order immediately, and we will go back to Dading to avenge General Zonghan!"

"Take revenge!" A low cry came from the tent.

Wanyan Aguda's face was gloomy and his eyes were like vultures. Then, he said viciously: "Tell me my king's order, King Ming *** continued to attack the city. No one is allowed to reveal anything about Zong Han'er. Whoever dares to reveal it, I will trample him to death with ten horses."

The generals suddenly started to clamor, and the general who had spoken before said, "King, the Song army cut off our retreat. Now the food in the army is at most for a month. In addition, the cold winter is approaching, and many warriors' winter clothes are not prepared. Qijin Mansion can no longer fight. Now take this opportunity to fight back to Dading Mansion, which can not only avenge General Zonghan, but also..."

Wanyan Aguda interrupted sternly: "Nonsense, no one can do anything about the previous efforts. Take down Qijin Mansion first, and then go back to deal with Chen Ao. This is my order, and no one is allowed to persuade him again!" His eyes flashed, and he raised his head and said: "Even if you go back to attack Dading Mansion at this time, it will take time. Instead of doing so, it is better to take down Qijin Mansion with all your might. Now the Khitans are already struggling, and it is only a matter of time to destroy the city. As long as we completely eliminate the Khitans, we will use Qijin Mansion as a way out and slowly deal with the Hangou!"

When everyone saw Wanyan Aguda's attitude was firm, they were silent.

Wanyan Aguda was obviously not a person who was easily blinded by anger. Of course, he knew that his choice was correct. As the Jurchen general said, the army's food lasted for at most one month. If the army went to Dading Prefecture, it would take half a month to delay along the way. If the Dading Prefecture cannot be taken down within half a month, the Jurchen army would be trapped to death and starved to death. Instead of doing so, it would be better to put the bet on Qijin Prefecture.

After sending all the generals away, Wanyan Aguda sat on a chair as if he had been paralyzed. There was no one in the tent, leaving only a jar of empty wine jars. Until now, Wanyan Aguda has only suffered losses twice, once was Chen Ao, and the second time was Chen Ao. This Chen Ao was like his nemesis, making him uneasy.

Although he had never fought head-on with Chen Ao, Wanyan Aguda had already firmly believed that this person would be his biggest opponent and his biggest stumbling block to his ambitions, but Wanyan Aguda kept telling himself that it was not the time to take revenge, so he had to endure it. No matter what happened, he had to take down Qijin Mansion first.

After pondering for a long time, Wanyan Aguda suddenly sat upright again, his tower-like body seemed to burst out with infinite power again, his dull eyes flashed with a brighter glow than ever, he smiled fiercely, the game had just begun, Zong Han'er would be careless, and the Jurchen Iron Cavalry would be in Chen Ao's treacherous plan, but Wanyan Aguda firmly believed that he would not lose, and this confidence came from himself. He was the most powerful hero on the grassland and the master of the world. Since others could not deal with Chen Ao, then one day, Wanyan Aguda would personally deal with this difficult opponent, just like when he brought thousands of people to deal with the 100,000 Liao troops and went straight to Huanglong Mansion.

"I, Wanyan Aguda, have the keenness of Hai Dongqing, the wit of evil wolf, and the power of tiger, no matter any enemy, they will die under my bow and arrow. This is the case for those Jurchen chiefs who disobey me, and the Tianzha Emperor of Liao, and the next one is you, the Han dog!"

Wanyan Aguda made a vow in his heart, and then he yelled in a low voice: "Come."

A personal soldier outside the account walked into the account and bowed and said, "King..."

Wanyan Aguda said slowly: "Go and wash my armor and feed my war horses. Tomorrow morning, I will attack the city myself!"

The Jurchen camp was as calm as ever, as if nothing had happened. Except for a few generals who knew the news from Dading Mansion, most of them were still in the dark. One night passed. At dawn the next day, Wanyan Aguda put on the battlefield and appeared in front of the formation. He was wearing a quaint leather armor and a leather helmet with the feathers of Haidong Qing. He sat on the horse like an iron tower. His eyes extended to the city of Qijin Mansion. This solid city had exposed many flaws. Now, what Wanyan Aguda had to do was to expand the flaws continuously and then walk into the city as a winner.

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Chapter completed!