"Okay! Then I'll give you a chance to give it a try!"

It is better to let you harm bad people than to harm your own nest here! If the bad news spreads to the Song Dynasty, I will become a sinner forever.

While stroking the empress dowager's water snake waist, Jiang Chen glanced at Concubine Liu who was leaning lazily on the soft collapse with malicious intentions.

Um-

What is this little bastard doing?

Concubine Liu was full of vigilance and hurriedly stood up and said, "You two are talking, I'll go find Nongyu and the others to play cards."

"I want to run away? It's too late! I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time! Hahaha..."

Jiang Chen grabbed Concubine Liu and pulled the soft collapse together with the empress dowager...

"Ah! Don't worry, let me take off the king's robe first and don't wrinkle it!"

"Don't take off, wear it, this is the effect you want!"

When Jiang Chen enjoyed the blessings of the people of Qi and got the wish of the beautiful beauties from both dynasties at the same time, Wanyan Zongwang and Wanyan Jiemu were cursing.

After their uncle and nephew went through a lot of hardships and crossed the Greater Xing'an Mountains, they did not find any Rakshasa city, herds of cattle and sheep, and the endless Rakshasa beauties that Jiang Chen enjoyed. Instead, they were covered with dense forests and swamps, and the Gus people who bumped into their heads.

The Gus lived in the Tungus River in Siberia for generations, and relied on robbing and looting the surrounding tribes for a living. When they saw Wanyan Zongwang's vanguard's vanguard, they thought they had encountered fat sheep, and surrounded them like wolves.

Immediately, more than 40,000 Jurchen cavalry rushed out of the dense forest.

"Damn!"

The Gus shouted out international language and became stupid!

The angry Jurchens were killed so much that they cried and howled, and their heads rolled, and they almost destroyed the clan.

When the head of the Outer Mongolian tribe in the Gus River and the Eastern Turkic tribe learned about it, they were so scared that they hurried to surrender, fearing that the Jurchens would kill them too.

With these people's resignation, Wanyan Zongwang, Wanyan Jiemu and others also found that they had been cheated by Jiang Chen.

Because this place is not a Rakshasa (Kievan Rus), but Siberia composed of tribes such as Dubo, Pima, and Liugui. The real Kievan Rus was only a small area to the west of the Rakshasa Kingdom on the Jiangchen map.

"Damn it, we were deceived by that bastard Jiang Chen! Where is the prosperity in this place where the bird doesn't poop?"

Tong Guan, who was in a mess, couldn't help but curse after seeing the map presented by the Turks.

This time, he almost killed him. Not only did his feet and legs be covered with blood blisters and various scratches, but he was also flew away by the wild boar hunted by the Jurchens when it was convenient. He was so ashamed and angry that he almost committed suicide.

Wanyan Zongwang knew that this was intentional by the Jurchen warriors, but as long as Tong Guan was not killed, he would not pursue it.

Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "Although Jiang Chen may not have had any kindness, there is no need to deceive us in such a thing, otherwise the mountains, rivers and rivers on the map would not be so accurate, and there must be factors that we don't know about."

After pausing, he smiled with excitement and said, "But that's right! Why don't we wipe out the major tribes before Rakshasa occupy this place, unify Siberia, and achieve unworldly hegemony? Then we sweep across the entire East Asian continent and fight against Jiang Chen?"

"Since Jiang Chen can turn the tide for the Song Dynasty with a few islands, can we, the Jurchen Warriors?"

Wanyan Zong was looking forward to the sound of the house, encouraging the Jurchen men and instilling the chicken soup in the soul.

"snort!

Jiang Chen is just relying on the benefits of firearms. When we unify the wealthy Rakshasa and other countries in the east, study the firearms and will definitely repay the shame of the day before yesterday!"

Wanyan Jiemu was the first to speak up to cooperate with Wanyan Zongwang.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The Jurchen warriors roared together, and were instantly aroused from their blood.

"Okay! Today I will have a big meal first, and have a full meal. I will cross the river tomorrow. Let the natives here see the power of our Jurchen warriors! Take their cows and horses and sleep with their women!"

Wanyan Zong hopes to be happy

He laughed and ordered the stolen wine and meat to be distributed to the soldiers of the three armies.

"Snatch their cattle and horses and sleep with their women!"

The Jurchen soldiers' eyes shone brightly and they cheered excitedly.

Then, a yellow hurricane blew up in the Siberian plains, and corpses were everywhere, and everything was destroyed.

Such a one-sided massacre made Wanyan Zongwang, Wanyan Jiemu and Jurchen warriors full of confidence in unifying the Eastern European continent in the future.

Just when Wanyan Zongwang's uncle and nephew were killing all directions in Siberia, Wu Jie and Zhang Jun unexpectedly raided by sea, taking Pingzhou City and Yingzhou City, which were few and almost unprepared, were in their hands.

This made the Jin army and horse marshal Wanyan Gao, who was in charge of Yanjing, also understood Jiang Chen's strategic intention: "Is the Song army going to surround us in Yanyun? How could they have such a big appetite?"

"It's simply arrogance!"

"Master-in-chief, now we should take back Pingzhou and Yingzhou as soon as possible while the Song army has not yet established a stable foothold. Otherwise, if Jingzhou and Songting Pass are lost, we will have to transfer our troops to transport grain in the future and we will have to spare Mongolia.

Please give you five thousand army horses and five bronze cannons. You will help you regain Pingzhou and Yingzhou within ten days!"

Wanyan Zongyi was the first to leave the list and ask for battle.

The second son Wanyan Ahuli was not willing to be outdone and said, "The child is also begging to go to the battle!"

"I beg you to go to the battle!"

The Jurchen commanders were satisfied with the battle and rushed to leave.

Wanyan Gao shook his head: "It is not the director of my Jurchen warriors who attacked the city and seized the village. If the cavalry cannot be used, it will only become a living target for the Song army.

If you lose land and people, people and land will be lost; if you lose land and people and land will be lost. We don’t need to be confused and to discuss the gains and losses of a city and a place with the Song army, otherwise we will fall into their own plan to wait for it.”

"Then just watch the Song army block our retreat? What if they take advantage of the emptiness of our rear and attack Liaoyang Prefecture and other places?"

Wanyan Zongyi asked with a worried look on his face.

"Haha, after several wars, how many troops can the Song army be left besides the 300,000 Western Army and more than 200,000 Jimin Army that arranged Yan land?

Even if they can recruit enough soldiers, they will be able to level the Jiaozhi and destroy the Western Xia. After years of war, where can they still provide extra money and food?"

Wanyan Gao shook his head with a funny look, looked at the map and said, "I have received a reliable secret report. The military rations that the Song army has obtained from piece together this time are only enough for the 500,000 troops in March. In other words, as long as we persist in this winter, the Song army will return in vain and will not be able to fight the north within a few years."

"So, we don't need to care about the gains and losses of the city, but should give full play to our strengths and find opportunities to fight against them on the plains.

At that time, as long as they use bronze cannons to bombard their heavy armored shield soldiers, their muskets and cannons will be just a joke in front of the Great Golden Warriors!”
Chapter completed!