There were corpses all over the ground, and there were countless struggling soldiers next to them, including Han people, Jurchen people, Dangxiang people, Khitan people, Xi people, Bohai people, and Dadan people in the grassland...

All ethnic groups were wearing armor and corpses everywhere, and wounded people were everywhere.

Zheng Zhi rode his horse through the corpses all over the ground. A Han soldier, holding his bloody chest tightly with his hands, and the iron helmet on his head had long since rolled down.

The man looked calm and lay on the ground, looking up at Zheng Zhi slightly, with a pale face but not dissipated eyes.

Two or three steps beside this man, there was also a Jurchen man who also came over to look at Zheng Zhi in a blink of an eye. His face was ferocious because of the pain, and his mouth and nose were still bleeding.

Looking out, there were eyes everywhere on the dead and deep battlefield.

"Take the wounded soldiers quickly!" Zheng Zhi turned around and said, "A soldier turned around and passed the order."

At this time, it is not advisable to let the soldiers in the military formation take other actions, but to maintain the battle formation, be on guard against the Jurchens attacking here.

But these eyes made Zheng Zhi seem to have forgotten this and had already spoken to the treatment of the wounded soldiers.

Not long after Zheng Zhi had reached the middle of the battlefield, countless soldiers rushed into the battlefield, looking for his brothers in robes.

In the opposite formation, an old man wearing a fur and round hat got a horse, and a hundred riders on the left and right, running out of the formation, gathering straight to the center.

Not long after, countless soldiers came out of the Jurchen formation and began to gather the wounded soldiers. The Jurchens obviously had the same idea as Zheng Zhi, which was to maintain the formation and guard against the enemy's attack. However, seeing that Zheng Zhi had already begun to gather the wounded soldiers, the Jurchens immediately began to treat the wounded soldiers.

It was from this action that we could see that no one on both sides wanted to continue fighting. Wanyan Aguda couldn't bear to leave these Jurchen men, and Zheng Zhi was also willing to leave these elite soldiers and generals under his command.

Zheng Zhi and Wanyan Aguda came to each other, and in the middle of the battlefield, the two met, and seven or eight steps away, each strangling their horses.

Wanyan Aguda kept looking at Zheng Zhi, looking at this man who was under thirty years old.

Zheng Zhi was also looking at Wanyan Aguda. This was the first time Zheng Zhi had looked at this historical legend so directly.

After a moment of tranquility, Zheng Zhi had already spoken first: "I have seen His Majesty the Great Golden Emperor!"

Wanyan Aguda seemed to be able to speak a few Chinese words, but he could only say in his poor pronunciation: "The King of Yan is polite!"

After Wanyan Aguda finished speaking, he said a few more words in Jurchen language. Then he heard the translator say, "I heard that His Highness Yan has good wine, why not drink it here?"

When Zheng Zhi heard this, he turned around and nodded. Several soldiers rushed back and went to get the wine and meat.

Wanyan Aguda had already turned over and dismounted, walked forward two steps, and sat on the ground. Even such simple actions revealed the confidence and temperament of the Jurchen leader. He took the initiative in this meeting.

Zheng Zhi also turned over and dismounted, walked forward a few steps, and sat opposite Aguda on the ground. The young Zheng Zhi seemed to be slightly inferior in his aura.

In his heart, Zheng Zhi also respected Wanyan Aguda very much. It had nothing to do with enemies, no matter the nation, only with respect for history. Such a legendary man led the Jurchen tribe and led 3,000 people to fight, defeating the Khitan Great Liao Empire with millions of mercenaries. This is extremely rare in history, both ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign.

A small tribe with sparsely populated population in the jungle, the entire tribe can only draw 10,000 or 20,000 strong men together. It is such a small tribe that established the huge Jin Empire and ruled the people of all ethnic groups. From the grasslands and Mongolia to the Kredadan, to the vast northern China and the Central Plains, heroes are not enough to describe it.

The historical definition of Wanyan Aguda no longer needs to be said, nor do you need to praise it anymore. Historical books have been well known for thousands of years and are still familiar in children's schools.

The master of this era should have been the Wanyan Jurchen tribe of Wanyan Aguda. The Jurchens of this era are the real nation that has cheated and the protagonist of the era.

"I didn't want you to enter the grassland, but you still came." Wanyan Aguda's words were straightforward, revealing a little helplessness, and even more acknowledging Zheng Zhi. The Jurchens seemed to be only respectful of their true strength.

Zheng Zhi grinned and replied, "Your Majesty is a hero of the world. It is also a privilege for someone to be able to fight against Youth Majesty on the grassland."

Wanyan Aguda also smiled slightly and said, "There is only one thing I did wrong today, but I regret it. If I were in Huanglong Mansion back then, I would not have let Olibu meet you first."

Wanyan Aguda seemed to be really chatting with Zheng Zhi, and it was also a summary. Wanyan Aguda's words meant to summarize his mistakes this time. If it weren't for Olibu to bring out ten thousand cavalry first today, but to gather troops to meet Zheng Zhi again, perhaps the battle situation would be another result.

Wanyan Aguda was also summarizing and reflecting on his excessive confidence. Fighting with the Liao people has always been a victory in every battle. Since the Jurchens started to rise, they have never had such a battle situation today.

The Jurchens were too confident, and the Jurchens lacked understanding of Zheng Zhi, and no one expected that Zheng Zhi would immediately go to war with the Jurchens. This was something that no one had expected, even Wanyan Aguda.

If Zheng Zhi hesitates a little, or if Zheng Zhi and Oli confront each other for a moment, the ending will be different. More than 40,000 Jurchen troops arrived, 20,000 cavalry and 20,000 infantry gathered together. The battle may be another result.

The situation at this time is too embarrassing. Wanyan Aguda was not defeated, and Zheng Zhi was not defeated. If he continued to fight, Wanyan Aguda would still be confident that the Jurchens would win.

However, Wanyan Aguda could not afford the price after winning, and the small tribe of the Jurchens could not afford it. At this time, the Great Jin Kingdom, which had just begun, could not afford it.

At this time, the Jurchen Jin was like a cavalry rushing into the enemy formation. The horse's hooves must not be stopped. If the horse stance is stopped, it will never be able to rush up again and will be doomed.

How embarrassing!

Zheng Zhi understood this sentence and said, "I didn't expect the Jurchens to start a war with someone so soon. Everything came too suddenly."

Wanyan Aguda smiled when he heard this: "The Jurchens have the most sharp eyes. Who is the beast in the forest and who is the reindeer? The Jurchens will never read it wrong. Reindeer can be raised more, and the beasts must be eliminated."

Wanyan Aguda's words are still confident, and although their tone is gentle, they are full of domineering. Most of the Jurchens shepherded in the forest were not sheep, but reindeer. Until later generations, the Oroqen people were still raising reindeer in the Northeast.

Zheng Zhi looked at Wanyan Aguda, and looked at the old man who was about to return to heaven in more than a year. He heard the domineering threat, but he was not afraid at all. He just said, "I don't know how many years of peace this battle can be."

Wanyan Aguda nodded and said, "The Jurchens should also have millions of armor. They will still be on the grassland in the future, and the nine tribes of Moges and Dadan will be taken back by the Jurchens. Today's war, you get what you want, and the Jurchens are convinced. But this does not belong to you, this is a matter that was set in the alliance. Those who betray will be punished as they should."

Zheng Zhi was a little surprised when he heard this. He looked up and looked at Wanyan Aguda again. He seemed to remember that this man was really a person who abides by the covenant. Tong Guan failed to defeat Liao, but Wanyan Aguda refused to oppose the public and returned Yan Yun to the Song Dynasty. It was not until Wanyan Aguda died that the relationship between Jin and Song fell sharply and turned to war.

Wanyan Agu's words made Zheng Zhi look a little guilty, but when Zheng Zhi suddenly became energetic, he said, "The military power is always the best, and never rely on covenants to expect peace. The Jurchens have the most sharp eyes, and beasts and reindeer will never be mistaken. However, in this forest, the Jurchens are not the most ferocious beast. This battle will be fought sooner or later, and everyone understands this ideal."

As he spoke, the wine and meat had already arrived. Zheng Zhi personally arranged a wine bowl for Wanyan Agu and poured strong wine. This was probably the last time Zheng Zhi saw Wanyan Agu beat. Agud was the one who insisted on playing a bad hand of cards all over the world. In comparison, Zheng Zhi, a Han Chinese, had a lot of cards better.

If Wanyan Aguda, who died at the age of fifty, could live twenty more years, the history might be different. From this perspective, God is both partial and unfair to Aguda.

Wanyan Aguda stared at Zheng Zhi closely, and suddenly laughed and said, "Okay, there is no other tiger in the forest."

After saying this, Wanyan Aguda picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one go, which was very generous.

After drinking all the wine in the bowl, Aguda stood up and turned around and turned over. When he turned around, he smiled and greeted Zheng Zhi, saying, "Good wine!"

Zheng Zhi also stood up and watched Agu take a few steps before turning on his horse.

There was no straightforward words of fighting or a fierce tone between the two of them, but they were everywhere, life and death.

Zheng Zhi has respect for Aguda in his heart, but Wanyan Aguda has respect for Zheng Zhi. Heroes have always been sympathetic to each other in the world. There are not many heroes who can catch Zheng Zhi's eyes. Zheng Zhi is the only one who can make Aguda like this in the world.

But Aguda was about to get into the woods, but Zheng Zhi was young and strong.

The soldiers on both sides had already intertwined their bodies on the battlefield, looking for wounded soldiers. The swords and guns were still in hand, but there was no conflict or fighting.

Zheng Zhi returned with his horse and looked towards the sun. The sun was just west. There were Dadanjiu tribes and the vast southern grasslands. With the grasslands, Mongolia could no longer rise so easily. The rise of the Mengwushiwei Golden Family must also look at the eyes of the Central Plains Dynasty from then on.

At the naturalization gate, caravans came out from the gate. The front of the gate was the Zhu family in Dulonggang, with hundreds of frames and two or three thousand people. The frames were transported in the frames, and I hoped that cattle and sheep would be everywhere when I came back.
Chapter completed!