Without mentioning that Li Su was bargaining with Wuzhu there, outside the east gate of the Jin army's northern camp, thousands of Jin army cavalry were lined up to defend themselves. After the Song army quickly captured the camp of Zhang Yu's rebel army in the east, they immediately sorted and collected prisoners of war and carefully guarded against the Jin army in the north.

Whether it was Zhang Jing, Xin Yongzong, or Wang De, they had all fought against the Jin army and knew how powerful it was.

However, Wang De, who was very powerful, was not sure if he was in a killing mood today, so he was not satisfied. He rode out of the north gate of the eastern camp again, and then observed the large number of Jin cavalrymen lined up in neat rows between the camps for a moment. It seemed that the blood suddenly rushed to his head, and he actually reined in his horse and rode forward alone, patrolling left and right in front of the Jin army.

Suddenly, the man reined in his horse, pointed at a Jin soldier who was probably the most imposing one he had seen, and shouted in front of everyone: "You bastard! How dare you fight me hand to hand with such an imposing man?"

Both the Jin cavalry brigade and the Song army guarding the village were stunned.

I must say a few more words here... The Jurchens, especially the Samu Jurchens, as well as the Bohai and Xi peoples, were mixed together in Liaodong. Once there was communication among multiple ethnic groups, they would generally communicate in Chinese. Therefore, although most of the Jin army leaders were illiterate, they mostly understood Chinese, and the relatively vulgar Shandong and Hebei dialects.

Later in the past few years, some older people, those in higher positions, those who are more influenced by Chinese culture, or those with better tempers have gradually become more polite, but most people still say "an" or "bird" all the time... For example, Wanyan Wushu could say "an" and basically never said "bird", but in order to inherit his second brother's military power and be recognized by his subordinates, he kept saying "an" half by force and half out of habit.

In fact, if you ask him to write a serious document, the Fourth Prince can write something similar.

In short, back to the present, whether it was a bird or a grandfather, the Jurchens, Xis, Khitans, and Liao people on the opposite side, anyway, there were few cavalrymen who did not understand, but they all looked at the person who was named, Puliyan (fifty-year-old).

At the same time, Wang De's provocation was not really out of anger. He was a rough but careful man. He saw that the Jin army was lined up in an orderly manner, while the big camp in the east was still unstable, so he did it deliberately to delay, test, and intimidate.

But no matter what, how could Puliyan tolerate being provoked in public? Moreover, Balisu had military orders not to help the eastern camp and to be on guard. Now that the other party took the initiative to provoke him, how could he not dare?

So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, this man threw away his spear and bow and arrows and rushed out with a sword in his hand, obviously falling into the trap.

But whether it was a trap or a subtle trick, the truth would be revealed under the sword, so both armies watched the battle with bated breath, ready to enjoy the show.

However, when the two men met, Wang De chopped the Jurchen Puliyan off his horse with a single blow! It was as easy as chopping a melon!

Then, Wang De calmly dismounted, cut off the man's head, climbed back on his horse, and slowly retreated into the camp as if nothing had happened... Both armies were shocked and whispered to each other, all knowing that this was Wang Yasha appearing in broad daylight.

Almost at the same time as Wang Yasha was intimidating the two armies, two messengers, one rode into the Jin army's northern camp, and the other rode to the city of Nanyang. Both of them met the supreme commanders of both sides for the first time.

"What's the matter?" Balisu, whose relationship with the Fourth Prince had just eased a little, asked curiously.

"Nothing." Wushu answered casually. "Yelü Mawu reported that Wang Yan of the Eight Character Army led 20,000 soldiers across the river to Dongjing. It's difficult to attack there... but it doesn't affect the overall situation."

"Official?" On the top of the city wall, amidst the cold wind and joy, Lu Yihao stepped forward and asked, twirling his beard. "What happened?"

"Nothing else." Zhao Jiu put away the note in his hand and smiled. "Wang Yan led 20,000 Eight Character Army across the river... Calculating the time, they should have reached Tokyo by now."

Lu Yihao twirled his beard and nodded without saying anything, while the others were more and more surprised.

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