Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 500: My Langjun is the devil

As the Liao people's Nanjing, Chijin House manages Nanjing Road intelligently. The city still established Fangshi according to the old system of the former Tang Dynasty, with fences and Fangmen everywhere.

There are 300,000 people here, all kinds of people, Han, Liao, Xi, Bohai, Jurchen ...

Since it is Nanjing, there must be an imperial city.

Just southwest of the city, there is a sub-city, which is called the imperial city.

This yard is close to the imperial city and looks pretty gorgeous.

At this time, the snow has not yet thawed, and for many years with the peace of the Liao and Song Dynasties, the powerful people have long lost their vigilance.

The owner is watching the dance.

It was two Chinese girls dancing, but the musicians on the side were Bohai people.

The owner looked at his thirties, sat on the side drinking, and hummed along with the song from time to time, very comfortable.

Singing and singing, a servant came over and told him, "Lin Ya, I just got news that a small group of Song Renxiang soldiers sneaked in, letting you be more vigilant, and if you find it, you will kill them all. But keep a head and something that can prove that they are Song people. "

Lin Ya is the meaning of a scribe, but the man drank alcohol in one hand and grabbed the leg of the lamb in the other, nibbling at all.

He raised his head slightly and scolded suddenly: "Does Handog dare to come to Nanjing to die?"

The tune stopped, and the two Chinese girls shivered ...

Here, they are lambs to be slaughtered, but they are treated much better than the two-legged sheep at that time. The Liao people even set up so-called southern officials to control the Han people with the Han system.

The man looked at the muscles and bones left on the leg of the lamb and suddenly threw his hands away.

The sheep bone hit the chest of a Chinese girl, rebounded and landed.

The Chinese girl didn't dare to move, just trembling.

The man stood up with fierce eyes. He murmured: "Is this a rebellion? The brutal Han people ... except the women are all brutal ..."

He strode over and pulled his hand to pull a Chinese girl's clothes.

The Chinese girl guarded subconsciously and was kneeled there by the man in the face.

The man was almost depressed, so he shook his head upwards and everyone around him dispersed.

One man and two women ...

The man grabbed the Han girl's hair and dragged it back, and the Han girl cried out, "A slave doesn't sell himself ... to marry someone ..."

The man dragged the two Chinese girls back one by one, laughing loudly from time to time, looking extremely cheerful.

After turning around the front yard, and then entering the door of the inner yard, there is another world.

The two Chinese women grabbed the man's wrist, but dared not struggle anymore.

All the way to the bedroom, the man kicked the door open, and laughed ...

"Hahahaha ..."

The door was kicked open, and a person was standing in the door, as if waiting there.

"what!"

Anyone who sees these scenes will be shocked, but the man is different, he just yelled, and then swiped with a punch.

Yan Baoyu grabbed his wrist with one hand, and grasped his throat with the other hand, gradually exerting force.

Giggle ...

The man's throat made a cry similar to that of a hen after laying an egg. His face turned red and his eyes were desperate.

"Baoyu, ask for confession."

Huang Chun came in from the outside and saw the two Chinese girls hide in fear, and smiled: "A certain class is a Han, you don't need to panic."

But the two Chinese women were even more alarmed when they heard the words, and one of them shouted, "Help!"

What does it mean?

Huang Chun's eyes exposed fiercely, and shouted: "Call again to kill you."

The call came to an abrupt end, the surroundings were quiet, and suddenly a short scream came in front, and then someone was running ...

"save……"

Several township soldiers came in from the front yard. Their eyes were filled with bloodthirsty excitement, and they still smelled bloody, gradually disappearing.

"Brother Chun, everything is cleaned up."

Huang Chun nodded, squatted down and looked at a Chinese girl, and asked, "Why are you afraid of me waiting?"

The Chinese girl just shook her head, with fear in her eyes.

Huang Chun said helplessly: "We are Han people! The man was just about to start working with you just now, if it were not for us ..."

"Slave is a prostitute * girl ..."

Nima!

Huang Chun only felt a sigh of suffocation on his chest and wanted to howl uncomfortably.

"May you follow us back?"

In his view, being able to return to the Song Dynasty is a gospel for them.

"Unwilling."

But the two Chinese women shook their heads in unison.

"Why?"

Huang Chun was disappointed in his heart, and thought these two Chinese girls were cheap skins?

A Chinese woman said: "I heard the hard work of the people over there ..."

Huang Chun got up and smiled bitterly: "What's so special ..."

When the Liao people first took over the Yanyun area, the Han people often broke out in the uprising struggle. But after the Liao people began to treat the Han people gradually, the situation changed.

A village soldier whispered: "Brother Chun, some people in Xiongzhou will come here ..."

Huang Chun yelled and said: "At a certain moment, I know why Lang Jun can't look down on the officials of the court, it's stupid!"

Originally thinking that he was Wang Shi, the Han Chinese in the north greeted each other with pots and pots, but they did not expect to get cold.

"The tax here is lower than that of Da Song ... This is so special ..."

Huang Chun was very speechless, "Lang Jun said he wanted to look north to the mountains and rivers, but even in these circumstances, even if they came over, these Han Chinese would be afraid of picking up their swords and guns and fighting with us, what's wrong?

He suddenly growled: "What's wrong with this?"

The village soldiers stood in the courtyard, only in silence.

Why is it so indifferent among the same race? And the swordsmen and soldiers face each other.

What they did not know was that during the Northern Expedition during the period of Song Huizong, when Song Jun entered the city of Youzhou, he even looted the Han people and lost the last blood relationship. So that when the Jin people invaded south, the Han people in the north actively joined the army ...

The collapse of the country has never been related to foreign enemies. Most of them rotted from the inside. The role of foreign enemies was only a slight push, and the broken house collapsed.

"Tell Lang Jun, remember, no matter who is alive, after returning to Bianliang, tell the thoughts of the Han people like Youzhou to Lang Jun."

Huang Chun felt that Shen An certainly had a way to reverse this trend.

"Brother Chun, our whereabouts are known."

Yan Baoyu brought bad news, Huang Chun sneered: "Someone said something was wrong and immediately found seeds, let's go back!"

I found some seeds of Bai Diezi in this house, and the village soldiers used their ability to steal chickens and dogs again. They searched around the house of powerful people for a while and gained a lot.

A few bags of seeds were broken down, each carrying a little.

While the city gate was still closed, the village soldiers dispersed and assembled outside the city.

Huang Chun glanced back at Jinjin House and said, "I hope that when I come back next time, this place will become Youzhou."

Youzhou in Song Dynasty!

...

Along the way across the Sorghum River, Huang Chun and others did not have time to sigh the battle that took place here, and the night fell.

"Someone feels a little flustered."

Taking water by the river and eating dry food, the village soldiers who had been preparing to camp were picked up by Huang Chun.

"You have to leave immediately, and you are all ready, fearing that you will kill."

From here to Xiongzhou, there are more than two hundred miles, which seems not far away, but Huang Chun feels crisis everywhere.

Not long after they left, a group of cavalrymen started torches.

Someone dismounted and looked at the river, turning around and shouting: "Someone has lived here, one or two hundred people, all have horses."

A general sneered: "It's them. They are so courageous! They dare to come to Xijin House ... Scouts get out, find them, and set off!"

The horseshoe broke through the ice floes, and the fresh grass that had just begun to appear was splashed by the grass juice stepped on.

These more than three hundred rides did not recapture the traces of Huang Chun and others until early in the morning.

"They are in front ..."

The general looked forward on his horseback, his eyes cold, "Grab them and drag them to death!"

The sound of the horse's hoof gradually hurried, and more than three hundred horses began to accelerate.

In front of you, you can see more than ten riders fleeing in rush, and the general shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

There are only more than a hundred people in the other party. He doesn't have to fear anything, just kill the past.

A few fire heads suddenly appeared on the left. The general looked away and saw a few excited faces and several rockets.

The rocket flew, the trajectory was very clear, with some arcs ...

The general bowed his head, only to find that there was a lot of hay under his feet, the key is that it still has a pungent smell.

The rocket fell, ignited the hay, and the general shouted, "Kill it!"

When the fire came, Lao Tzu rushed out!

He sneered in his heart, but as soon as the war horse rushed out a few steps, the surroundings blazed fiercely.

boom!

The flame rose suddenly, and it was clear before dawn.

The pungent smell is kerosene, and it is the kerosene blended by Shen An, which can burn quickly in case of fire.

The horse suddenly encountered flames and suddenly lost control. For a while, the horse was turned over and the horse ran hissing around ...

"Strike!"

Huang Chunyang proudly took the lead and rushed over. Yan Baoyu behind him measured the wind direction, and then lit a small pottery with several villagers and threw it out.

The clay pot was thrown among the Liao people, and the smoke gradually diffused.

"Cough cough!"

The general took a breath of smoke, only to feel the throat was uncomfortable.

"rush out!"

He knew that there was only a way to survive when he rushed out. When the time came to gather again, he would give these Songs a lesson that the whole army would overwhelm.

"Crossbow Arrow ..."

Through the flames and smoke, the general saw the arrow ...

This is not a rural soldier!

Village soldiers cannot have such sophisticated equipment.

"Tricked, we tricked!"

Township soldiers with more than one hundred people ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ The chickens and dogs are so weak and weak that three hundred rides can easily strangle them.

This was their idea before departure, but this idea disappeared after encountering three different waves of attacks.

Where could this be a rural soldier!

A wave of arrows will fall to the next wave of Liao army. The Song people did not rush, but swam in the periphery, consuming them with arrows.

The general, desperately discovering that this group of village soldiers are all veterans, urged his men to rush out.

"Surround them!"

The enemy is currently in a state of panic. It is difficult to control the war horses and it is difficult to form a joint force. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The crossbow arrows kept firing, watching the enemy ride falling, Huang Chunbao smiled and said, "I thought Lao Tzu is a good person? Lao Tzu is a good person, but my family Lang Jun is the devil ..."

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The third one is delivered, good night.

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