Zong Han simply said nothing. After Hong Tianding was tied up, he kicked him and asked: "Do you know Hongjiazhai? Did you Tatars come in from Hongjiazhai?"

"Second Master, this is a Tatar. I don't understand what you are talking about."

Hong Tianding thought about it for a while. Only a few nobles among the Tatars could speak Chinese. However, most of the Jurchen Tatars could speak some Khitan.

Han'er from the Yan region lived under the rule of Daliao for a hundred years, and naturally he could also speak Khitan.

Hong Tianding was unwilling to give in and asked again in Khitan dialect.

"Know."

Everyone was stunned. Wanyan Zonghan actually spoke in Chinese. He wanted to die, and he had realized that these people might be the people of Hongjiazhai.

"I ordered the massacre of Hongjiazhai. Their village owner refused to surrender and was burned alive by my men."

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt as if they were struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.

Wanyan Zonghan burst out laughing, his laughter was ferocious and cruel, not like a prisoner at all.

Now that life and death are in someone else's hands, it seems like he is torturing these Han people and is extremely arrogant.

The men in Hongjiazhai beat their chests and stamped their feet, and several people came forward to kill this Jurchen Tatar.

Hong Tianding shouted angrily, rebuked his men, and said: "Even if what you said is true, you are just asking for death by telling us like this. How can it be so easy? It is so easy! You want to die, right? I won't let you.

If you die, you are just afraid of being captured by the Song army, so I will take you to the Song army camp."

Wanyan Zonghan snorted coldly, feeling very disappointed and stopped talking.

Hong Tianding clenched his fists, quickened his pace and walked in the front, his tears already flowing uncontrollably.

He didn't dare to wipe his tears, he just raised his head and walked out of the mountain. After waiting for his brother for so long, he actually already had the answer in his heart.

But after today's confirmation, I was still extremely sad, and my whole body was filled with hatred, which I couldn't contain anymore.

Outside Yanshan, Han Shizhong simply camped here and sent a large army into the mountain to search.

He walked around the tent angrily, and no one dared to come forward to persuade him. The situation was foolproof, but he didn't expect that the water would flood Jingzhou, giving this guy the last chance.

A voice suddenly sounded outside the tent: "Han Shuai, Han Shuai, good news, Zong Han has been caught!"

Han Shizhong's eyes lit up in vain, he kicked off the stool and ran to the door in two steps, pressed the shoulder of the soldier who came to report the news, and said: "Straight bitch, where is Zong Han's dog Tatar?"

"Zong Han was captured by the righteous soldiers in the mountains and has been sent to the camp."

Han Shizhong breathed a sigh of relief. If Zong Han ran away, he would really become a big joke.

According to Yang Shaozai's temper, he had to go to the palace to serve others.

"Where did this righteous man come from? Take me there quickly and take a look at what Zong Han, a Tatar, looks like."

The surrounding Song army officers and soldiers all burst into laughter, their merits were complete, and the Jurchen vanguard was completely wiped out. No one could lose the credit this time.

When they came to the tent where Zong Han was imprisoned, they saw only a few people who looked like common people, all of them hanging their heads and crying.

Han Shizhong stepped forward and asked, "What is this?"

"This is the righteous man who captured Zong Han."

Han Shizhong pointed at Hong Tianding and asked: "That big man, you are also a man who chews nails and chews iron. It is a good thing to capture Zong Han. Why are you crying here?"

"General, we Han people in the Yan region, for a hundred years, we have seen this Tatar come to rob and that Tatar come to kill, Khitan, Jurchen, Shiwei... I just want to ask, when will the Han people be able to

When we attack the Great Wall, how can we not avenge the feud between our ancestors and the blood hatred between father and brother?"

Han Shizhong fell silent. He seemed to understand why these people were crying here.

He has seen the virtues of the Jurchen soldiers, and cruelty to living beings is commonplace.

Most of these people have already lost their families. He stepped forward and patted Hong Tianding on the shoulder, saying in a deep voice: "This day will come soon."

Hong Tianding's eyes widened and he asked: "Seriously?"

The surrounding generals saw that he was so rude and quickly scolded him.

Han Shizhong waved his hand and said: "Why are I coaxing you? Yang Shaozai once told me that after defeating the Jurchens, he would completely quell the border troubles. Then he would break out the Great Wall and repay the blood feud of these generations together. .”

With a pop, Hong Tianding knelt down and clasped his fists: "I am willing to be a small soldier in this army, following the general in front of the horse and behind the horse."
Chapter completed!