Wanyan Congjia has always suppressed her ambitions and kept a low profile as an official. But he is the grandson of Emperor Sejong, the brother of Emperor Zhangzong, and the nephew of the current emperor, so his status is indeed noble. He served as the local governor for another twenty years. In recent years, he has paid more attention to recruiting warriors and gathered a considerable number of tribesmen 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. Only a small part of them were mixed in with Wanyan Congjia in the supply convoy.
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, they had few troops, and their leader Wu Yanweike was killed by an arrow at the beginning of the battle. Everyone was in a hurry and did not have time to form a formation. When the two armies met hand-to-hand, how could they defeat Hebei's defeated troops who had been tested by cruel wars for a long time?
In an instant, hundreds of people's corpses lay on the ground, and the rest dispersed in a rush.
Wanyan Congjia, surrounded by close followers, also wanted to escape among the crowd. But he had been stared at by many people for a long time. They clashed several times and couldn't get away. On the contrary, several people were killed in front of them.
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 pitiful for such a wealthy clan king, who has spent his whole life pampered and privileged, but how could he ever walk barefoot? My feet stepped on gravel several times, and I felt unbearable pain, making walking even more difficult.
At this time, the sound of killing all around gradually died down, and countless strong thieves surrounded him with murderous intent. This was a scene he had never imagined in his life. Could anyone really dare to do this? Does anyone really dare to directly kill the royal family of Daikin? Aren't these people afraid of killing the Nine Clans?
He couldn't accept it, but he had to admit the reality.
At this point, the situation seems to be over. If you fail to become the emperor, you have to risk your life... I am really unwilling to do so!
After all, he was fifty years old, and under the influence of panic, his physical strength was closer to collapse. I felt my heartbeat was beating like a drum, my blood vessels were about to explode, and I couldn't even stand still.
One of his subordinates wanted to come up to help him, but he pushed him away. Instead, he put his hands on his knees. He He gasped a few times and wiped his face with his sleeves.
He was determined to stand up and fight these bandits with a knife. Even if he died, he would die with dignity. But when he raised his eyes slightly, he saw that the weapons held by those fierce soldiers were glowing with cold light. Thinking of the tragic scene of the sharp blade penetrating into the flesh... he couldn't help but be afraid, so he suddenly became too weak to hold the handle of the knife.
When he was at his wits' end, the crowd of soldiers gathered around him split apart to the left and right, and a scholar with a long beard reaching down to his abdomen emerged 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 gained strength 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 his back slammed into the car.
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 and find a car to 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 shouted loudly and tried to struggle, but the soldiers held on tighter. These people were too strong, and Wanyan Congjia's struggles were useless.
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 pouring 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 gathered saddles and saddles and temporarily turned into cavalry; those who couldn't ride a horse crowded into the cart and urged the horses one after another.
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-and-horses force that could march quickly.
Guo Ning's horse circled around the queue. His eyes swept over the grain that had been discarded everywhere, at the fleeing civilians scattered among the distant grass, and at the soldiers who, although they were inevitably nervous, still had full trust in their leaders.
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 soil on the ground 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 are violently ups and downs with the vehicle. It would be better if the time is shorter, but like this for half an hour or an hour, the bones of the people are almost falling 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.
Earlier when the vehicle was moving quickly, Wanyan Congjia tried to talk to Yila Chucai, but due to the bumps, he bit his tongue hard and blood spilled from his mouth. As a result, Chu Cai thought that he was going to chew his tongue to death, so he pounced on him and opened his mouth in an attempt to save 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. Marshal Pu Cha Ali's cavalry group 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 elite cavalry!" "
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 out: "Tongjian, we are here."
Yi La Chucai responded, but his figure 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 were robbed just now were abandoned casually. The infantrymen all got out of the car and were stretching and kicking their legs to stretch their muscles and blood vessels. There is a small river outside the team, and the cavalrymen are spreading out along the small river, leading the horses to let them eat grass and drink water.
Behind the car formation, there is a small high ground, and Guo Ning stands on the high ground and looks out. Li Ting went around to inspect the area 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, so the enemy cannot easily attack it, and behind it is the three forks where Zihe, Shahe and Tanghe come together. , I have sent people to look at it, they are all shallows, 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: "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’ll be here soon!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Yuki's figure appeared in everyone's sight.
The next moment, a large group of cavalry followed from the south of the highland. It was a cavalry brigade of thousands, and the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground was like the roar of muffled drums.
The knights lined up in several dense columns, marching along the road in the field, like giant winged snakes flying close to the ground, sometimes coming together, sometimes moving apart. Under the dim sky, khaki-colored military flags fluttered like clouds and mist rising up from the wings of a giant snake, constantly 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, 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.
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? Is this the person 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 ground shook more and more intensely, as if the grass and trees were shaking. Within sight, flocks of wild birds flew up and circled high in the sky.
Wanyan heard from Congjia that the sound of thousands of troops galloping became louder and louder, like the roar of the sea, penetrating into his eardrums. He felt that the shaft of the car he was holding was also shaking, and it was shaking more and more violently.
In Wanyan Congjia's eyes, the faces of the thieves gradually became serious, but they were not afraid. Their eyes turned from south to north, and they occasionally pointed with their fingers.
The tall warrior who looked like a leader stared sternly at the north and gave orders in a deep voice. The thieves responded to the call, abandoned their vehicles and crossed the high slope.
What's to the north?
Wanyan turned his head from Jia to look.
Then he knew where the roaring sound came from.
To the north of the wilderness another army appeared. The unimaginable scale of the cavalry was like the black waves surging in the depths of the sea, one wave after another, endless and endless.
This scene seemed to only appear in Wanyan Congjia's nightmares. In the surging black sea that slowly occupied a large area of the field of vision, it seemed as if there were countless ferocious monsters from legends that were about to devour everything.
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