"That's the Jingguo Forward, it really looks majestic." Standing at the top of the mountain, Wanyan Wugunai looked at the foot of the mountain below. The Jingguo Forward's tent was densely packed on the banks of Lugou, gorgeous and neat.

The eldest son Wanyan Liang stood beside him: "Father, I have talked a lot to Mr. Liu. During Datong, we also met the Western Route Army of Jingguo."

"Yang Wenguang's army?"

Wanyan Liang nodded: "I've even said hello to them."

"What do you think of Jing Jun?" Wanyan Wuguna looked at his son curiously, with a smile on his lips.

When Wanyan Liang saw his father looking over, his younger brother Wanyan Li, Wanyan Yun, and his uncle Wanyan Zongbi all looked over. He and his father arrived at Juyongguan yesterday.

Wanyan Liang became serious: "Father, the Jing army is rich, far superior to the Jin and Liao army. Not to mention anything else, the Liao people are good at riding, and almost everyone has horses, but the Liao people wear armor for four or five, and leather armor accounts for most of them.

There are only about one or two people with armor, or even fewer ones."

"Who doesn't know this..." Wanyan Yun next to him said disdainfully. They had only fought with the Liao people for more than a year, so they naturally understood this.

Wanyan Liang frowned, but ignored his younger brother: "Although my Dajin has seized a lot from the Liao Dynasty's treasury over the past year, it is actually mostly armored, with almost not many armored weapons. More than half of my Dajin warriors wear armor, but even 20% of those with iron armor are not enough. Most of the armored weapons of Tiefutu were bought from Jingguo, or the armor of Liao Kingdom was seized. Jingguo's army was completely different..."

"How is it different?" Wanyan Wugunai asked.

Wanyan Liang sorted out his thoughts and said what he saw and heard on the road. Their army captured Datong Prefecture and encountered Yang Wenguang's army when they advanced westward. Both sides were still allies at present. He also liked Central Plains culture, so he visited the Central Army's tent.

"Father, the people of Jingguo like to include the grain transport teams that transport grain and supplies, and call them large troops to strengthen their momentum."

"Just just deceive yourself. It's really hard to fight. Apart from the real warriors, who else have people? If there are too many people, it will also hinder the morale of the army." Wanyan Li said.

Wanyan Liang doesn't hate his second brother. Although he is arrogant, he is different from the arrogant and domineering nature of Wanyan Yun and others.

"Yes, at first I thought so, until I saw their grain transport team, one hundred people, and there were twenty or thirty people in each of them. This was just a grain transport team!

And almost everyone has iron armor for their elite strikers. Even if they don’t have armor, their armor rate will reach 100%, and everyone has armor!"

After Wanyan Liang finished speaking, everyone was shocked. Generally speaking, whether it was the Liao Kingdom or the Jin Kingdom, as long as the entire army was more than 70% of the armor, they were all elite.

But every ordinary army has armor, and the elite vanguards have all armored troops, they have never seen them, let alone some grain transport teams have armored ones.

"This, brag..." Wanyan Yun said disbelief.

"Shut up!" Wanyan Li said disgustedly. As soon as he opened his mouth, Wanyan Yun immediately shut up.

"Brother, have you really seen it clearly?" Wanyan Li asked.

He nodded: "Absolutely true."

As he said that, he pointed out outside the city of Nanjing in the distance, "Those should be elite strikers, and everyone must have armor. I have heard that Jingguo is rich, but now he sees it well. If the Jingguo court has no money, how could so many armors come from.

But their armor is good, but Jing Jun is not very morale, he is dejected and listless when he marches, so he is not as good as the warriors of my Dajin."

"Whether there is a great or not, it is not that there is any armor or armor to tell me. How many people could wear armor when I raised my army? In addition to your uncle, there are only a dozen people with iron armor around me. The Liao people are much better than us, but how about it now?" Wanyan Wugunai looked at his sons and smiled.

"Yes, no matter how good we are, we can grab it!" Wanyan Li's face was fierce and he clenched his fists.

"I asked you to come here and give Nanjing to the people of Jingguo, just to see how Jingjun is and what strength he has." Wanyan Wugunai looked at everyone, his face was a little pale, the flesh on his arms became even looser. His originally tall and strong body is now much thinner and his back is hunched.

Wanyan Liang frowned and vaguely felt something was wrong.

The father looked at them and continued, "I have worked hard with your uncle so far. You have also made your contributions to this, but what do you think I have built such a vast country in Dajin?"

"Of course it's the father's wise and magical martial arts!" Wanyan Yun rushed to say.

The father did not speak, but looked at his second brother Wanyan Li. He was the crown prince and also considered a young general under his father.

"It depends on my great Jin Warrior's bravery!" said the second brother.

The father nodded, and he was obviously more satisfied with the answer: "Yes, no matter how powerful a person is, he will have time to do his best. But as long as there are people around him and warriors who are willing to die for you, they will be invincible." He said that, patted his second brother's shoulder.

When the father looked at him, Wanyan Liang said, "I think we should have a look of seeing the world?"

The father was slightly surprised: "What is the gaze that can see the world?"

"The people of Jingguo say that short-sightedness is a swearing person, which is to remind people to have lofty vision.

For example, when I gave Nanjing to Jingguo this time, many people scolded my father and Mr. Liu behind my back, but I think this is because of lofty eyes.

Nanjing is the most difficult to fight. Yelu Dashi, Xiao Gan, Liao Xingjun, and Zhangde are all in Nanjing. If we go to fight, there may be more people who die than to fight Datong. The most important thing is….”

"What is the most important thing?" the father asked.

Wanyan Liang hesitated for a moment, "I'm afraid of telling what my father was thinking."

"It's all my brothers, there's nothing to say."

Wanyan Liang said this time: "The father asked the people of Jingguo to attack Nanjing, but he actually had plans to plot against Jingguo..."

As soon as these words came out, several brothers looked at him in shock, even their uncle Wanyan Zongbi, and then they looked puzzled.

"Oh, that's how you see it?"

Wanyan Liang sorted out his thoughts in his heart and then organized his words: "The Liao Kingdom will be defeated. If the father just wanted to conquer the Liao Kingdom and capture Shangjing, Jing Kingdom would not be restrained, and there would be no need to give up important towns like Nanjing to Jing Kingdom, but the father still gave up.

This has many benefits, which consumes Jingguo's strength; it allows Jingguo to temporarily rest and let go of his guard against me, Dajin, so that we can rest and recuperate; it can also explore the reality of Jingguo.

If the father had no intention of Jingguo, how could he want to give up a major town and two southern states to achieve these goals? The Han people have a saying that "know yourself and your enemy and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles." He also said that his surprise, that's what the father saw..."

"Hahahaha..." After hearing him say this, the father laughed and then patted his shoulder: "Yes, I deserve to be my eldest son!"

As he said that, he turned around and looked at his three sons earnestly: "I have long wanted to dream country, fertile soil of the Central Plains, and who doesn't want it in the world.

But it is impossible in the past few years, and it will not be possible to achieve it as soon as possible.

From the beginning of rushing around to persuade all troops to fight against the Liao Kingdom, increasing the number of harassments, to the formal launch of an army to the Liao Kingdom, to the fact that the Jin Dynasty now occupy a thousand miles of land, my uncle and I have been fighting for more than ten years with the most powerful warriors among the Jurchens...."

He sighed sadly, "Many people are dead, and those who are not dead are old and disabled.

At this point, there are not many people left. Many of our food was bought from Jingguo at high prices. If we continue to fight, we can no longer hold on, so we can only temporarily quit, rest and recruit more soldiers. These will take several years.

What you need to do at this time is to paralyze Jingguo and understand Jingjun!

The fertile soil of the Central Plains is my goal! But my generation may be difficult to achieve...

So take advantage of this opportunity, you can take a good look and remember what strength Jingguo has and how to deal with it if he meets it in the future." He said, pointing to the east, Nanjing, an important town towering in the plain at the foot of the mountain.

"I know Father!" The second brother Wanyan Li said excitedly.

Wanyan Liang heard unusual information and looked at his father, who was getting thinner and his voice became much smaller. When he thought of his father's illness and bedridden years ago, he suddenly thought of something...

"Father..." he said worriedly.

But the father shook his head and stopped him from continuing. He waved his hand and asked his brothers and uncle to go back to inspect the military camp.

The wind roared at the top of the city. Looking at Juyongguan, the mountains and the strange rocks were all trampled under your feet.

Just like the father standing in front of him, his life began from lobbying the Jurchen tribes everywhere, to running around to resist the oppression of the Khitans on the Jurchens, to rising up and breaking the most powerful Liao Kingdom in the north with a strong momentum.

The people of Xia sent gold, silver and treasures to pay tribute, indicating that they surrendered and paid tribute;

The Goryeo sent the secret beauty of a beautiful woman, expressing surrender and paying tribute every year;

The Mongolian tribe also sent BMW beauties, expressing their willingness to surrender to the Jin Dynasty and would not send troops to assist Liao, and attack BMW every year;

The Khan Yelu Dun of the Liao Kingdom had sent people to ask several times, and as long as he spared his life, the Liao Kingdom would be subordinate to the Dajin for generations, paying tribute and never betrayed, but his father did not agree.

After only two years of rebellion, my father was as majestic as he stood at the head of Juyongguan City, overlooking the world, trampling all the mountains, gullies, and stubborn stones under his feet, and looking down at all the mountains!

Every time he thinks of these, he feels infinite admiration and pride in his heart. His father is the greatest hero in the world, the hero who surrenders from all directions, and the common ruler in the world! And he is the son of the father! The son of the great hero.

But suddenly, he was very thoughtful and found that his father didn't seem to be afraid of anything. He would grow old and fall ill...

"The body of the father..." His voice trembled slightly, and he didn't even want to believe it in his heart. His father was only in his forties...

"Liang'er, there is no one in the world who is strong." The father said: "Don't be so panicked. I have been sleeping in the open for half my life, and galloping on the battlefield, and I have more than thirty injuries on my body. It is considered the blessing of the Buddha until now."

"But...but the father is..."

The father turned around and patted his shoulder: "You are the smartest among brothers and sisters. The father is very pleased. Unfortunately, you are not a descendant of the Donghu clan. Are you blamed for your father..."

Wanyan Liang understood the meaning of his father. The Donghu clan was the largest tribe among the Jurchens. He was older, more people, and richer than their Wanyan clan. Half of the Jurchen warriors who followed his father to fight south and north came from the Donghu clan, and the queen of his father was also the daughter of the head of the Donghu clan.

Therefore, only when the second brother, who has the blood of the Donghu clan, is the crown prince, can people's hearts not dissipate.

He shook his head: "No wonder, I understand why my father is for."

Wanyan Wuguna nodded and said gently and comfortably: "Even if the Buddha is protected, people are still humans, birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable. It is a disaster in the fate. All you can ask for is retribution in the next life."

Wanyan Liang listened quietly.

"But in fact, whether it is retribution or disaster, it is all about the future. Who will know everything? Live in the present, the important thing is to dare to fight to the death!"

"Terror?"

"Yes, if you dare to fight hard, you will win or lose. If you don't fight, you will only accept it and you will not even have a chance!"

.........

"Try your best!" Guo Pharmacist whispered, pulling the soldiers beside him who were trying to retreat without any trace.

"Retreat means death. They have arrows and horses!" he whispered.

The panicked soldier then calmed down.

Guo Yaoshi was so angry that he didn't dare to show up. He waited quietly at the city gate. The defenders of Chengtou held a crossbow and were staring at them. The soldiers who went to report had been walking for a while, but there was no news yet.

Fight! You must take a gamble.
To be continued...