Zhang He asked his subordinates to let go of the restrained Khitan envoy and said to Vergoling carefully: "Master General, Wu Zang Epang will not let us live, the Song people will not let us live, and now the Khitans will not give us a chance to survive. Where should we go?"

Vergung Ningling pointed to the north and said, "Ningbian Prefecture!"

Zhang He was surprised and said, "Ningbian Prefecture is three hundred miles away. We will be worried that our soldiers will be frozen to death if they can't hold on to Ningbian Prefecture. △￠"

Wei Ge Ningling shook his head and said, "I can't die. These days I have been ordering my personal soldiers to collect the clothes of the Khitans who died in battle. Although the number is not enough to allow all brothers to survive this cold winter, I barely gathered out clothes that can make three thousand people unable to die in such weather."

Zhang He said: "Do you plan to use these three thousand people to fight a way out for all your brothers?"

Vergiling Ling smiled and said, "That's true. What we need most now is time. As long as I give me a year, my brothers will be able to return to their former state. At that time, more than 13,000 Xixia Erlangs can't settle down there?"

"Ningbian Prefecture is an important place in the Liao Kingdom. Xiao Dahu arranged the iron walls there. How can we get in?"

Vergil Ning Ling patted Zhang He on the shoulder and smiled: "You have to work hard to achieve it!"

Liang Ji's army had just arrived at Pianguan River and hurriedly returned. He received a letter from Yun Zheng's Feiying, asking him to return to Hequ Pass to stand by and discuss a new combat direction after the army arrived.

Yun Zheng did not expect that Xiao Dahu would lead his troops to Hequ Pass personally. This was a very good opportunity. In winter, the supply of the Song army was very sufficient. Relatively speaking, the Liao Kingdom was not very sufficient in preparation. This was related to national strength and had nothing to do with the ability of the generals.

The army needs countless materials and funds to support it as soon as it moves. Especially when hundreds of thousands of troops camp in the wild, the amount of materials consumed is simply uncountable.

The transportation methods of the Liao people were not much different from those of the barbarians hundreds of years ago. The army was clearing the way in the front, and they would definitely follow a large number of herders to migrate with cattle and sheep and the army.

The meat, milk produced in the pastures are their military rations, and sheepskin is their clothes. For people on the grassland, with cattle and sheep, there is one.

The two teams of Hai Dongqing were constantly fighting in the sky, and the seriously injured Hai Dongqing fell from the sky, unable to tell which side it was.

Yun Zheng looked up at Hai Dongqing, who was fighting in the sky, with a smile in his eyes, and finally found a trace of the feeling of future generations. In this lonely sky, there was finally an air force fighting on it.

Tan Wei has reported this scene, and Yun Zheng didn't believe it and tried it. There were many Hai Dongqing in the western army who failed in training. It was the time to take it out to deal with the Liao people.

Not every Haidongqing can become a qualified war eagle. Yun Zheng has calculated that it would be good if one of the ten Haidongqings is one.

In recent years, the Beijing West Army has brought Haidongqing from Baishan Heishui and raised and hatched it by itself, and there are no less than 200 Haidongqing, and there are no more than 16 that are truly useful.

The rest can only become their own hunting assistants. The more they catch Hai Dongqing back from the wild, the more likely they are to be trained as a war eagle. The hatched Hai Dongqing is somewhat dumb and cannot complete those complicated movements.

It can be seen that his war eagle won, and the reason why he won was because of the large number. After the real war eagle flew into the sky, Yun Zheng found that Xiao Dahu's army had retreated quickly. Even his shepherd's back team was at least a hundred miles away.

"Hanniu, you can take your troops to attack the Liao people's back formation. You can leave as many cattle and sheep as you can. If you encounter a sniper in the Liao people, you will mainly destroy the Liao people's cattle and sheep."

Yun Zheng turned around and issued a military order to Hanniu. Hanniu immediately took three thousand personal guards and roared in the direction of the Liao people's escape. This pursuit would not happen until tomorrow. After Hanniu left, Yun Zheng ordered camping. The soldiers began to set up camps, took ice from the Pianguan River and melted it and then boiled water to cook.

"Di Qing's army has broken into contact with the Liao army. Our progress here is too slow, and Di Qing cannot cooperate with us in the battle."

Seeing Yun Zheng siping with a pot of tea, Chen Lin sighed and said quietly.

Yun Zheng did not look up and whispered: "Is this Di Qing's opinion?"

Chen Lin was stunned for a moment and said, "This is the Central Committee's opinion."

Yun Zheng nodded and stopped talking. After taking a sip of tea, he was still preparing to tell Chen Lin about the strategy he had prepared in his early years, so as not to think about the people who stayed in Tokyo. Once they exceeded the scope of those people's tolerance, God knew what they would do.

"This war was actually a moving process. Fu Bi went to Zhongfu, Zhongfu came to me, and then I joined forces with Di Qingbing to manage Yan Yun.

This order cannot be wrong. Now Fu Bi's army has just crossed the Yellow River, and 30,000 cavalry are still gathering here in Hexi. The army of the sect remains in Huanzhou and has not moved at all. How can I easily leave Yanmen Pass and attack eastward?

This battle requires each of us to participate, and everyone needs to do their own things well, so that there will be a possibility of victory. If there is a problem with these connections, the entire strategy will have loopholes and will be taken advantage of by the enemy!"

Chen Lin shook her head and said, "It is useless to tell me these things. Now that I am strong in the Song Dynasty, why can't I make rapid progress and expand the results? It's winter now. Not only did we not attack north and east, but we went all the way west. I don't know if Your Majesty can wait for the day when our army will win."

"Your Majesty hopes to hear the news of victory of our army rather than failure. It doesn't matter if the news of victory is later. If the news of failure comes first, I promise that your Majesty will never have a chance to hear any news again."

Chen Lin seemed a little numb and looked at the gray horizon in the distance and said, "You are very disrespectful!"

Seeing Chen Lin's heart as if she was ashamed, Yun Zheng put a cup of hot tea in his hand and said, "Now it is still as motionless as a mountain, you will see the moment of invasion like fire.

My four-way army in the Song Dynasty will comb the sixteen states of Yanyun like a comb."

Chen Lin looked at Yun Zheng and said, "Actually, I don't care whether you can completely and completely take down the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun. I only care that Your Majesty can hear the news that you took Yanzhou as soon as possible. Your Majesty has time to sort out Yanyun slowly, but Your Majesty has almost no time."

"Your Majesty is in a bad health?"

"On the day when winter began, Your Majesty vomited blood..."

"well……"

The weather was clear and clear. There was no cloud in the blue sky, and only the cold wind blew across the dry treetops and made a strange sound.

Vergung Ning Ling rode on the war horse, running back and forth, loudly cheering for his three thousand remaining troops. He spent three days to settle his subordinates without cotton jackets, and led the three thousand most elite cavalrymen to attack Ningbian Prefecture for a long distance.

He didn't know how many days would the Xixia people hiding in the pit last. Whether it was a sudden change in the weather or the Song army found it, the consequences would be unimaginable, but he had no time to consider what he could only lead his troops and horses to advance towards Ningbian Prefecture in a crazy way.

Yun Zheng came, and at the same time, there were 100,000 troops coming. Xiao Dahu retreated, but the retreat was not far away. He had always maintained a safe distance and was far away from the Song army. The time for the confrontation between the two armies was also his last chance to win Ningbian Prefecture.

Three hundred miles away was only two days away at the feet of the cavalry. In order to avoid the Liao scouts, the closer he got to Ningbian Prefecture, the more he was, he became more careful. In the end, he had to arrange his journey in the coldest midnight.

Ningbiancheng is actually Ningbian Prefecture. In the entire Ningbian Prefecture, there are no other cities besides this Ningbian Prefecture.

It is not easy to build a city on a flat wasteland, because there is a great lack of stone, so the city here can only be rammed out of loess.

The method of building Tongwan City by Helian Bobo is not possible there. The loess here are a lot of gravel. If the city wall is too high, it will collapse by itself. What's more, the Khitans can't even bring out so much glutinous rice to make soup when building the city wall.

Therefore, Ningbian City is just a yard surrounded by a relatively large earth wall. The walls are only two meters high and only five miles in a radius. It is a real five-mile city.

It was already midnight when Viego Ningling arrived in Ningbian Town. Three thousand soldiers hid in a depression and hurriedly fed. Although everyone wanted to get a bite of hot food at this time, Viego Ningling ignored the pleading gazes of the soldiers, took out the dry cakes in his arms, and started to creak.

The water in the skin had long frozen into ice. I watched some subordinates open their mouths to lick some remaining snow on the stones to quench their thirst. Victor Ning Ling passed the message: "Don't seal the knife after entering the city!"

Zhang He came to Wei Ge Ningling's side, took out a small sheepskin pocket from his arms and handed it to Wei Ge Ningling. Because he had been collecting it closely, the water in the leather pocket was not frozen, but his face was covered with blood slits blown by the north wind, and the frozen blood beads hung on his face like tears.

Vergil Ning Ling took a sip, then handed his pocket to the personal soldiers licking the snow beside him, and pounded Zhang He's shoulder twice and said, "You shouldn't have suffered such a hardship with me."

Zhang He shook his head and said, "Mr. Marshal, although my Zhang family is favored by the Prime Minister, it has nothing to do with me. The one who favors me is my cousin, not me Zhang He. Once we are taken to Xingqing Mansion by the Prime Minister, what will happen to the Grand Marshal? I, Zhang He, will end up like that. It's nothing more than that, my cousin and their cousin will do their best to protect my wife and children. There is nothing else."

Veng Ning Ling said strangely: "Why is this?"

Zhang He smiled bitterly and said, "The General is unknown. The Zhang family is a big family. For the sake of family reproduction, the Zhang family will not entrust all the lives of the whole clan to one person. It is necessary to burn a cold stove. Only in this way can the Zhang family's bloodline not be cut off.

However, the Zhang family has a ban, that is, the victim is sincere. As long as he is under his jurisdiction, he will be loyal to the general. If the general wins the world in the future, he will be asked to kill the Zhang family under the Prime Minister's disciple, the general will be merciless!" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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