A quarter of an hour later.

"Pile it up!"

Wang Yue, who was covered in blood, said while walking up Tashan, carrying the same bloody Mo Dao.

Behind him, a group of soldiers were carrying the heads of Jurchen soldiers, and carefully piled up a pyramid in front of Tashan, and their faces were all facing north. As for their dead bodies, they had been lit with whale oil at this time, and were burning like a huge torch three hundred meters away.

"Juchens are just!"

Wang Yue looked at the admiring gazes of the soldiers in front of him...

“Nothing different!”

He said.

The soldiers cheered excitedly.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Yue walked back to Tashan, then sat on his chair, looking at the enemy that appeared again in the distance.

This time there are not a few hundred riders.

The continuous cavalry turned from behind the mound, then stopped behind the burning flames, and quickly lined up the array while looking at this side silently with hatred eyes. However, they did not launch an attack rashly, but just waited, and the subsequent cavalry continued to arrive. There was no attack here either. Under the setting sun that had already sagged west, all the soldiers of the ever-winning army were maintaining their formation, eating the meat buns they had just made and drinking the nutrients specially prepared by the King of Zhongshan.

It's milk tea.

Milk powder is not a high-tech, so it is indeed a bit risky to drink for children, but the milk powder that adults drink is still very simple.

Black tea is also not a high-tech one.

Although the tea production area is in the south, for Wang Yue's commercial system, it is very easy to purchase tea in the southern tea production area to make black tea by yourself. It must fight overnight tonight. Now these soldiers must maintain enough energy. Wang Yue does not have the ability to provide them with anything else, so he has to let them drink milk tea.

Made right next to the sea.

Centipede boats were right on the shore, making milk tea, steaming buns, and sending them over, and they were basically still very hot.

The Jurchen soldiers on the opposite side could only chew jerky meat.

Maybe they don’t even have jerky meat, like those Han army Bohai and Goryeo, they may not be able to have enough food...

At this time, the Jurchens were extremely short of food, and they all depended on the batch given by the great painters before, and the ones whom Olibu plundered from Goryeo, which maintained the offensive for the past six months. However, it was probably exhausted at this time. Han Qingmin ignited the remaining reserves of Chayashan City before committing suicide. Even if they got some after extinguishing the fire, they would not get too much.

In fact, this has always been the case outside the border.

Due to climate problems, this land has always yielded very low, so it can only rely on the vast land and sparse people to maintain a wide range of crops and harvests. After all, they cannot even grow winter wheat here. Seasons of millet are the main ones, and then shed sheep and pigs, and then shed sheep and herd pigs. Ming, Liao and Xi had blood transfusions from Wang Yue, but Jurchens did not. Moreover, the main grain-producing area in this area is Liaoyang, but Liaoyang was stolen by Wang Yue. It has to be said that the Jurchens, who had been rampant outside the border for nearly ten years, were already in trouble by Wang Yue.

This confrontation continues until dusk.

The Jurchens opposite can be described as being everywhere in the mountains, and flags representing the command of the central army also rose on the mound.

Sticky.

But at the same time, a Khitan cavalry under Yelu Ning's troops also appeared at the foot of Baitai Mountain. Although they did not attack the Jurchens, they formed a formation and maintained a threat there.

"Master!"

Last time, he followed the Khitan general Xiao Pu who was struggling with Huanglong and walked to Wang Yue to salute.

"I heard you broke through Chayashan City?"

Wang Yue said.

"Back to the king, that's right."

Xiao Pu said sadly.

"Han Qingmin is a loyal minister. I will not let the blood of the seven thousand Khitan brothers flow out of nothing. If their family members are unwilling to stay outside the border, they can come to me. I will take care of them for the rest of my life. It is also a complaint that I and the Mengwu people have been entangled for too long. If they were half a month earlier, they would not let him die. Where is his wife and children?"

Wang Yue said.

"Mrs. Changli committed suicide and died for the feud."

Xiao Pu said.

"Uh, a strong woman too!"

Wang Yue sighed.

In fact, Han Qingmin had not been completely destroyed in history in history because of his wife, who was alone in Jinzhou until his death, and his wife refused to surrender to the Jurchens, and then committed suicide to sacrifice for him, and therefore stayed in the biography of the female characters in Jinshi. Now the couple has ended perfectly, so it would be best if Wang Yue had to worry about how to kill him. The wives and children of Khitan soldiers who died in Chayashan City must also be willing to go to Yanshan. He will take good care of these people, give them pensions, and then match her with men if they are short of men...

Take good care of their love life.

What a perfect ending.

"The king's house is kind and kind, and he benefits the dry bones. The last one will be with the soldiers of the Liao Dynasty, and the inspiration of the five inner world!"

Xiao Pu said with emotion.

"You go back and just watch it. If the Jurchens want to go around and you will block it again, otherwise there is no need to attack and increase casualties. There are not many Khitan athletes, and each of you will die is a loss. As for dealing with the Jurchens, just leave it to us."

Wang Yue said.

Then he waved his hand to signal Xiao Pu to leave.

"My Khitan and the Jurchens have irreconcilable enemies. Even if the king is kind, we are soldiers of the Great Liao Dynasty and are in the Liao territory, how can we sit and observe!"

Xiao Pu said resolutely.

"Oh, don't be stubborn!"

Wang Yue sighed.

Of course, they are their business. They are the Liao army, not the Song army. Although the Emperor of the Liao Dynasty authorized Wang Yue to rule the Liao army, this would be unbearable to the outside king's order. They insisted on attacking and avenging their dead brothers, and the king could not stop them from being in a reasonable manner. Then Wang Yue watched Xiao Pu leave resolutely, and at this time, the Jurchen army opposite also completed the deployment before the attack. Thousands of bows, arrows, and horses were first dispatched, carrying the dust in the bloody dusk, as if they were sweeping the wilderness.

Two soldiers beside Wang Yue were carrying a huge bronze horn and putting it on the beacon tower in front of him.

Wang Yue just blew the bronze trumpet.

As the sound of trumpets resounded across the battlefield, the Jurchen cavalry rushed past the pile of flames, then separated from each other, raising bows and arrows on the horse's back.

But the big gun here fired first.

With the main position of Tashan as the center, plus the square formation on both sides, there were more than one hundred bronze guns, spraying flames at the torrent of the Jurchen cavalry. Countless shots swept forward in the smoke of gunpowders, instantly hitting the cavalry vanguards over 100 meters away, and they were all over the horses...

This is a bow, arrow, crooked horse.

In fact, they didn't even wear armor, and these were not real Jurchens. They should be Yelu Yuji's Khitan army. Even the cavalry was also cannon fodder among the cavalry. Yelu Yuji, Yelu Mawu, these Liao traitors have been transformed into a mob, but they are not real Jurchens after all, and they are still cannon fodder on the battlefield. Those who surrender to the foreign races have all had this fate.

At such a distance, even if the shotgun is weak, they still scream, fell down one by one and were trampled by their companions.

But they are fast after all.

Then the cavalry who rushed over the firepower of the large gun began to shoot arrows, but at the same time, the infantry bow here shot sharp arrows, and the arrows shot from the cavalry bow could not penetrate the heavy armor of the infantry here. The hard bow of the infantry here could easily harvest the lives of the cavalry. Even the three-eyed guns were added to the shooting. This distance was enough to shoot armorless targets. The trencher behind also threw stone bullets, and even rockets such as bees shot fiercely, and then the large gun that was loaded quickly joined.

Cavalry corpses were everywhere.

Wang Yue was still blowing the huge bronze trumpet in front of him.

Amid this roar, the soldiers of the ever-winning soldiers, with sharp arrows falling like rain above their heads, were doing what they should do in an orderly manner, pouring firepower towards their enemies with a more intensive projection, and reaping the lives of the cavalry.

Soon the cavalry retreated.

Their attacks were meaningless, and the armor of the infantry soldiers of the ever-victorious army was almost immune to their attacks, and they simply added obstacles to the battlefield.

"Look, the cavalry is not scary."

Wang Yue stopped blowing the trumpet, then looked at the retreating cavalry and said.

"But we rely on the advantage of the terrain. There is a coast here, which can transport supplies from the sea. The terrain here is a throat place, and the enemy cannot bypass us. If they are in the inland plains, they do not need to attack at all. Just cut off our supplies and then stay around. In the end, we still have to untie the formation. At that time, we will not be able to stop their attack."

Yue Fei said.

"So our infantry are chariot infantry."

Wang Yue said.

"But the king can defend against the enemy with his chariots and infantry, he still has to rely on horses. In the end, there must be horses."

Yue Fei said.

"Indeed, there must be a horse after all."

Wang Yue said.

"But if there are enough horses, you can use cavalry against cavalry. The barbarians make a living by nomadism. If they don't gather deliberately, they will be scattered on the grassland. If we want to deal with them, we only need to use enough cavalry. Like them, we will continue to attack their nests and destroy their tribes with fast horses, hard bows and sharp swords, and we will naturally eliminate them."

Yue Fei said.

His thoughts have improved rapidly and have reached the Ming army's plan.

"Don't talk nonsense, the barbarians are also humans, how can they plow the courtyard and sweep the caves? We should use love and justice to influence them. They are just in the wilderness for too long and are ignorant. We should inspire and educate them, and we should build temples for them and ask the master to promote Buddhism, use Buddhism to resolve the wildness in their hearts, and tame the beasts in their hearts, so that they will be solved naturally."

Wang Yue said as if he had taken the wrong script.

"Well, the king's heart is kind, far beyond the reach of flying."

Yue Fei said with respect.

"But before this, they still have to kill them to kneel down."

Wang Yue said.

"Indeed, it is just the right thing to do with kindness and power. If they do not use force to make them afraid of them, they will not be grateful. They will only think that we are flattering them."

Yue Fei said.

"The temple needs to be built, and Jingguan must be piled up. You must grasp both hands and both hands must be hard!"

Wang Yue said.

He was very pleased with Yue Fei's growth.
Chapter completed!