"This is?"

Li Hu looked at the red cloth in his hand blankly.

This triangular red cloth is embroidered with two crossed axes, which are obviously ready for a long time.

"All the ones you found, those who did not have family members to serve as minions for the Jurchens, whether Han or Bohai people, all men sent a piece and tied them around their necks. Next, I will send orders to each department, and no one with this red scarf on their necks will be killed!

But the Khitan and the Jurchens couldn't do it.

Needless to say, the Jurchens are the Great Liao tribe. As long as the Jurchen surrenders, they are all traitors of Liao. They will be killed without any regard for these traitors!

As a Khitan, even if he fails, he will die in the battlefield. How can he survive if he surrenders to the Jurchens?

Of course, their women and children should be kept."

Wang Yueyi said righteously.

Han Wen quickly kowtowed with gratitude again, and then Li Hu quickly took him away and began to search for the Han and Bohai people like him. As for how much they could save, it depends on their efficiency. Anyway, the kind Marshal Wang has clearly ordered that this battle is just to eliminate traitors and that innocent people must not be killed indiscriminately. As long as no one in the family treats the Jurchen as a minion for the tiger, they can all be pardoned. In fact, there are not many, at least those powerful families are impossible.

However, the Khitans, as the Great Liao tribe, surrendered to the Jurchens, were all traitors of the Liao Dynasty.

All traitors of Liao will be executed.

After Li Hu left, Wang Yue's carriage continued to move forward...

"We are here for justice, not to kill innocent people indiscriminately. How can you, those of you, treat an old man like this?"

He angrily scolded a group of cavalrymen.

These are Han Qingmin's subordinates who are dragging an old man out of a mansion next to him, and whipping them one by one.

The latter kept screaming.

There were fire inside, there were men's screams and women's screams. I don't know what they were doing. In short, the cavalry that rushed in looked very excited. I have to say that Han Qingmin's subordinates had poor military discipline, so Wang Yue was not easy to deal with. After all, he was an official from the Song Dynasty and could not control the soldiers of the Liao Kingdom. There were many dead bodies next to the poor old man, and he looked at Wang Yue with hopeful eyes and crawled from under the whip toward this side...

"General, General, Lao I and Han Jieshuai are old acquaintances!"

He screamed.

"Uh, Liaochen?"

Wang Yue said in surprise.

"When the general, this old thing is from Bohai, a native of aristocratic family, with a surname of Zhang, and he has served as a concierge. His son Zhang Hao is Aguda's godson."

The officer next to him quickly explained.

"This is a traitor. How can you use a whip to deal with a traitor?"

Wang Yue instantly changed his face and said.

"What does the Grand Marshal mean?"

The officer said in confusion.

"Of course the car broke!"

Wang Yue suddenly said in a high tone.

"The car cracked?"

The officer said in confusion.

When the old man heard this, he was stunned. He crawled like crazy and wanted to escape, but at the same time, Wang Yue's carriage moved forward and ran directly over one of his legs...

"Who knows what the car crack means?"

The officer behind was still consulting around.

“It’s really uneducated!”

Wang Yue sighed.

Of course, they don’t care whether they can consult or not.

Zhang Hao!

This is the prime minister of Jin Hailing.

"Gao Qingyi's family seems to be from Liaoyang, right?"

Wang Yue suddenly remembered Gao Qingyi who was killed by him.

"When the Grand Marshal returns, his sister is the wife of this old guy, Zhang Hao's mother, his father Gao Shiliang, and the Gao family is also a large family of the Liaoyang family, just like the Zhang family."

A local cadastral consignor who followed him said.

"Send the order and destroy it. By the way, go and tell the bastards behind you and go inside and bring Zhang Hao's mother out for me!"

Wang Yue said.

"Uh, handsome guy, he's almost fifty."

The messenger reminded him carefully.

"Bastard, is this kind of person I am? I want to give her to the official family!"

Wang Yue angrily scolded him.

This is also his son-in-law's filial piety.

The Gao family is also a famous family, and the famous families in Bohai are nothing more than Gao, Zhang, Yang, Dou, Wu, and Li Liu families. Such a status is worthy of being a great painter. Give her some virtuous and kind and elegant temperament. In short, it is this kind of adjective, and then it can be used as a gift to the Emperor of the Song Dynasty as the Grand Master Yan of the Song Dynasty to conquer Liaoyang and give it to the Emperor of the Song Dynasty. This is also essential. If you don’t give him this, would you give him a few Jurchen barbarians? That is really unreasonable. The real barbarian women who are beautiful are also educated by the Grand Master Wang, and the people of Bohai are also civilized nations.

Of course, what is dedicated to the official family must be a civilized nation.

As for getting older...

Isn’t it just that I’m not yet fifty, and I only know how to serve the officials at this age.

Thinking of the great painter lifting a curtain of a sedan chair with anticipation and looking at the expression of a 50-year-old beauties inside, Wang Taiwei suddenly burst into laughter.

Wang Yue's carriage continued to move forward, and the soldiers who had consulted the meaning of the carriage crack were happily doing preparations. At the same time, a short and fat landlord was also carried out by the soldiers. She had no idea that she would be sent to Gen Yue to enjoy her happiness in the future, and was still struggling and crying there. Her man was lying on the ground and looking at her silently. For some reason, she seemed to have some relief in her eyes, and she didn't know whether it was because death was approaching and she gave up struggling or because of something else.

Wang Yue was like a god and demon strolling in the background of doomsday, sitting upright on his iron throne and slowly rolling forward through the dead bodies all over the ground.

Around him is a world of ice and snow and flames.

Running cavalry, unbridled killing, and howling crowds...

In this world of ice and fire, he picked up a small trumpet, and there he blew a cheerful music like a storm, and then he wandered until the arrival of dawn...

"Bring Master Beile here!"

In the morning sunshine, Wang Yue waved to the back and shouted.

Then there was a burst of laughter behind him. Amid the laughter, the poor Wanyan Jiemu stepped forward again. In order to prevent him from falling apart, the soldiers responsible for serving him took great pains along the way. Fortunately, this season is beneficial, otherwise some craftsmen would have to be used. However, the severe cold of more than ten degrees below zero is still useful. At least his face has not changed at all, and his face is not very good-looking, but there are all acquaintances on the wall opposite, including his nephew, so he is not unrecognizable.

"Eluguan, Mother Ja is here, he is waiting for you!"

Wang Yue roared.

The subordinates behind continued to laugh.

However, there were already many red scarves among the people who were laughing at this time. These local young and strong people who quickly chose to turn against each other worked hard to assemble small trenchers.

This is available in the outer city walls, and it is a necessary weapon for the army at this time.

When the Jurchens attacked Kaifeng, they used hundreds of stone scattering machines. In it, the Song army even smashed the strange stones of Gen Yue of the great painter and threw them out as stone bullets.

The Jurchen soldiers on the opposite city wall were watching silently.

They can actually escape because there is a section of the city wall in the north, just like the southwest corner wall of Yanshan, and is shared by the inner and outer cities, so they are still under their control, but they do not need to escape because Liaoyang is surrounded by their territory. Recently, there are many Jurchens in Chenzhou, as well as Haizhou in the south, which can all arrive within three or two days. They only need to hold on for a few days, and the reinforcements from all walks of life outside will naturally arrive.

But if you escape...

Can they escape, can the property here escape?

There were also a large number of cavalry patrolling outside, and they had to go out to break through the bloody battle.

A figure appeared on the city wall.

Aguda's sixth son Eluguan walked to the female wall and stood there and looked at Jamu with a complicated expression. The soldiers escorted Jamu pushed the temporary modified shield van and pushed his uncle directly ten feet away. Through the frozen moat, he tried to make his uncle and nephew meet as close as possible. Although his uncle had a unique appearance at this moment, the face raised with his braided hair could still be recognized.

"You can't even beat this kind of trash, and you deserve it if you die. You are simply unworthy of being my Jurchen warrior. As for you dogs, when the army gathers, this is your end!"

He sneered.

"But do you know who I am?"

Wang Yue said with a smile.

"Wang Yue?"

Eluguan said with a complicated expression.

He was still very smart. He came over with his head of Zhamu. It could only be from Youyan. Zhamu had been plundering all the coastal areas before, and among the forces in the Youyan area, the only one who could gather such a cavalry was the only warlord in Yanshan.

Is it possible that it will be if it is not Wang Yue or the Song Dynasty?

"Haha, you guessed it right. Since you guessed who I am, who gave you the courage to say such things? In front of me, Wang Yue, there are city gates that can be blocked? In front of me, Wang Yue, there are soldiers that can be blocked? In front of me, Wang Yue, all the bullshit Jurchen warriors are jokes! Whenever I let you die, you will die!

Take my weapons!

Within an hour, I want you to be like the mother of Jaya at this moment.”

Wang Yue stood up on the Iron Throne and roared like Xerxes.

Then a hasty weapon was carried over by six local young men shouting horns. This object was made of stone, cylindrical, with grooves engraved on it...

Well, this is actually a mill.

But an iron chain was penetrated inside, then tied outside and left a piece at the same time, and finally turned into a huge meteor hammer.

Wang Yue took a last look at Eluguan.

At the same time, the millstone was lifted to the carriage. He grinned and held the iron face. Then, he jumped off the carriage with a confused look and picked up the iron chain. Before Eluguan could react, he roared violently, grabbed the iron chain with both hands and threw it forward with all his might. He saw the two hundred pounds of mills suddenly flying from the ground, and then fell in front with the sound of breaking through the air, causing the soil on the road to splash...

There was silence all around instantly.

Even Eluguan was frightened and lay on the female wall and stared at the scene in a daze.
Chapter completed!