Handerang was unwilling to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to become famous. Instead of just being a bystander, he actively participated in it.

He first asked the soldiers to eat all the food they carried and restore their physical strength.

At dusk, Handrang gathered all the soldiers who could fight, looked at the tired and emaciated soldiers, and launched into a motivating speech: "Everyone, please don't make any noise and listen to me. We have arrived at the destination, ten miles ahead.

Outside is the bandit's food camp, so there is no need to walk through the narrow mountain roads, and there is no need to suffer from hunger or fatigue."

There was a commotion among the Khitan and Jurchen soldiers. They were first bumped by the waves, and then passed through the Black Mountain and Yanshan Mountains from Lulong. The mountain road was originally difficult to travel, so in order to avoid being exposed, they still took the unknown smuggling path, and they had long complained.

There is no need to suffer anymore when hearing this. The simple words directly hit the weak points of the Khitan and Jurchen soldiers.

If Handerang hadn't told him in advance not to make any noise, the custodian would have cheered loudly and excitedly.

Seeing that the atmosphere was in place, Handerang continued: "Don't be too happy, everyone. You are all warriors who have experienced battles for a long time. You must all be aware of our situation. We are hungry and tired. Some of us even have to stand.

We are unstable. But we have no way out. The food you just ate was the last dry food. Not to mention taking the ship to return, you can't even get out of Yanshan. The only way to survive is

Win this battle.”

"Although the enemy camp is heavily defended, all their food and grass are concentrated in the south camp directly in front of us. The south camp is also their weakest point. As long as we can break into it and set a fire. Hehe, it is summer and autumn now.

, it is the best time to attack with fire. With just one fire, we can determine the victory. Then we will hold a celebration banquet in the enemy's camp, eat their food, minced meat, and drink their wine..."

His eyes were hot, his words were full of temptation, and he said loudly: "If you retreat now, you will die. Only by fighting hard can you survive and have the last laugh. For my sake, Daliao, and for yourselves. Now listen to my order and aim for the Southern Dynasty camp."

"Han Derang imitated Xiang Yu's desperate measures and achieved excellent results. The Khitans and Jurchens both showed desperate looks and followed Handerang as they headed north.

Sure enough, as Han Dezhang had discovered, although the Southern Dynasty deployed heavy troops to defend the grain and grass camps in the rear, they were extremely lax in controlling the south.

The group of them easily reached the vicinity, and the time was just right. As night fell, looking from a distance, the Nanchao Grain and Grass Camp was completely silent.

The scattered torches in the distance were like bright lights, illuminating their way forward.

Occasionally, a group of soldiers holding torches passed by the camp silently and seemed particularly peaceful.

Handrang's eyes flashed with a hint of fanaticism, and he pressed his right hand hard. "Kill!!!"

The peaceful scene was broken by loud shouts of killing.

Wanyan Bahai led the Jurchen elite under his command and rushed towards the grain and grass camp.

More than 7,000 soldiers shouted in unison, and the momentum was like an overwhelming force! There were not many soldiers guarding the camp in Nanzhai, only about 30 people. Seeing thousands of soldiers swarming in, there was a panic at first, and then a harsh warning sound.

Echoes in the sky above the Grain and Grass Camp.

Wanyan Bahai heard the harsh warning sound in his ears and quickened his steps.

They must set fire to the food and grass in the south camp to create a roaring camp before the enemy's northern camp, east camp, and west camp come to support them.

Otherwise, their physical strength would not be enough to sustain a long-term battle. Wanyan Bahai rushed closer and unexpectedly found that the thirty or so soldiers at the camp gate turned around and ran away. He rushed into the camp gate effortlessly, and it was inevitable that

Laughing dumbly.

I have heard for a long time that the soldiers from the Central Plains are elite and brave, but now it seems that they are also afraid of death? Wanyan Bahai did not feel inappropriate about the behavior of the soldiers from the Central Plains. They charged nearly ten thousand people, how could more than 30 soldiers resist them? How could they escape without risking their lives?

It is human nature to stay and be a few breathing heroes, which is a strange thing.

Wanyan Bahai led his subordinates to rush into the camp gate like tigers and wolves. After entering the camp gate, he saw the soldiers around him screaming in fear and fleeing. He couldn't help but laugh: "The soldiers of the Southern Dynasties are nothing more than this."

He went more than thirty steps deeper and then noticed something strange.

The Central Plains people fled so fast that they couldn't catch up with each other.

The speed of escaping: This doesn’t look like escaping, but rather luring the enemy?

"No! I fell into a trap!"

Wanyan Bahai sensed something was wrong and wanted to retreat.

But the current situation no longer allows him to retreat.

Behind him, Han Derang and Han Dezhang could only hear the panicked screams of the Central Plains soldiers. They had no idea of ​​the situation ahead. They only thought that Wanyan Bahai had already fought with the soldiers guarding the camp and needed their support.

Wanyan Bahai wants to withdraw...

But Han Derang and Han Dezhang kept shouting: "Charge!"

Especially after seeing the speed of the assault team slow down, Handerang thought that Wanyan Bahai was facing strong resistance and needed their support, so he repeatedly encouraged the charge.

The rear team hugs the front team and moves forward together...

By the time Handerang reacted, it was too late. There was a loud "boom" and thick smoke billowing out in the wind!

Camps in all directions burst into flames one after another, and explosive flames soared into the sky!

The fire spread like a galloping horse, covering Han Derang and Wanyan Bahai layer by layer.

Wanyan Bahai couldn't advance or retreat, so he was so angry that he scolded his mother.

With the help of the red light of the flames, Wanyan Bahai saw dozens of dark objects flying in the distance, one of which was flying towards him.

Wanyan Bahai was agile and ducked to the right.

The flying object hit the soldier behind him, fell to the ground, and shattered.

It's actually a clay pot.

The earthen jar was not very powerful and caused no casualties, but the liquid in the earthen jar spattered in all directions.

Wanyan Bahai was in Jurchen and didn't know much about kerosene, so he didn't react for a while.

As sparks fell on the fierce fire oil, the air wave pushed Wanyan Bahai back three feet and stepped on the fire.

The fierce fire oil on his body immediately enveloped him.

This Jurchen ancestor of Jianzhou rushed towards his tribesmen in fear. His original intention was to ask the tribesmen to help him drive away the fire.

But wherever he went, the unlit fire oil set his body on fire, and most of the Jurchens fell into a sea of ​​fire.

When Wanyan Bahai fell to the ground, there was only one thought in his mind: regret.

Handrang felt the sudden increase in temperature around him, and his heart was ashen. He looked at the frightened faces next to him that were illuminated by the flames, and his mind went blank.

He was so smart that he thought of all the consequences in the blink of an eye...

He, Handerang, will become a laughing stock, a backdrop for the Central Plains’ fame, and a sinner of the Khitan...

"Fourth!"

Han Dezhang grabbed the stunned Handerang and ran away.

But at this moment, the flames in front had begun to spread backwards. Countless soldiers fled backwards in fear. They crowded and pushed each other. Some were extremely nervous and even slashed the friendly troops in front of them with their swords.

Handerang was a little distracted, so he let the guards behind him squeeze him and fell to the ground.

Countless pairs of big feet trampled over Handerang's body. "Fourth!"

Han Dezhang screamed in horror again. He pushed the frightened soldiers like crazy, trying to save his brother.

A sharp blade passed through his chest. His movement was too big, and the surrounding soldiers had already been angered. In such a defeated situation, who cares whether you are the commander or not.

A Jurchen soldier who was lucky enough to squeeze out saw Han Dezhang pushing him and gave him a knife.

Handerang instinctively held his head and huddled on the ground.

As pairs of big feet trampled past, Handerang became more and more out of breath, and his eyes gradually lost sight:

"I want to help the Khitan grow stronger and drink from the Yellow River again!" "I want to avenge my father and lead the Khitan soldiers to destroy the Central Plains!"

"Xun Ning, you and I, both civil and military, will definitely help Khitan regain its glory." Various memories emerged in my mind.

All dreams have become nothing...

The Jurchen army thought that the Khitan had escaped from the military camp by chance, but they soon discovered that two groups of cavalry on the left and right flanks were suddenly coming.

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Twenty-five miles south of Dading Mansion is Dayu Military Camp.

Luo Youdu received the news that the entire Khitan surprise attack army had been wiped out, and he secretly exclaimed: "Luckily."

Yelu Wuzhi's move was really good, he really deceived Luo Youdu and a group of advisers and staff.

Although Luo Youdu had doubts during the process, Yelusha's death dispelled his thoughts until that night, Wu Desi sent news about Yi Shenzheng.

Luo Youdu vaguely remembered that night when Zhang Jin found him in a panic: "Your Majesty, there is news about Yi Shenzheng."

"Very good!"

Luo Youdu was full of joy at that time. He arranged for Yi Shenzheng and Chen Chuyao to go to Goryeo, and the task was successfully completed.

Although Chen Chuyao has always been the creditor in the later stage, if it were not for Yi Shenzheng who was good at dancing in the early stage, Chen Chuyao would easily not have gained the respect of Wang Zhao, the king of Goryeo.

Chen Chuyao had retired with great success, but Yi Shenzheng's whereabouts were unknown. It was only known that he had become a prisoner of the Khitan and was escorted to Shangjing by Brother Yelvxiu.

Luo Youdu has always been friendly to people who are loyal to him and to ministers who have made great contributions to the country. He did not give up the search for Yi Shen Zheng because he had lost his value. Instead, he asked Wu Desi to do his best to investigate Yi Shen Zheng's whereabouts and find ways to rescue him.

Bianjing enjoys happiness.

Luo Youdu was delighted from the bottom of his heart when he got the news from Yi Shen Zheng. The news about the navy in Khitan was delivered by Yi Shen Zheng.

It turned out that brother Yelvxiu saw that Yi Shenzheng was quite talented, so he brought him to Shangjing to accept the arrangements of the Khitan officials.
To be continued...