Chapter 792 Ding Run: Coach Lin hates the Jurchens, so I want to destroy the Jurchens!
"Brother! Brother! Open the door! I know you are at home! It's me... Yang Xiong!"
"Silence! Come in quickly!"
Hearing the shouts outside, a Han citizen in official robes came to the door in person, opened a crack, and let in a man with phoenix eyes and light yellow skin, and then asked with a livid face: "
Yang Xiong, the city is being attacked outside, are you shouting at this time to kill my whole family?"
Yang Xiong smiled and said: "On the contrary, I want to fight for a share of wealth and honor for my eldest brother. The Liao army is defeated, and Yanjing will finally return to the hands of our Han people!"
This Han civilian official's name is Yang Xing, who is Yang Xiong's cousin. He became an official in the Liao Kingdom through the imperial examination. Now he is working as an errand in Yanjing. He was supposed to be appointed as the county magistrate in the next year. If he goes on like this, he has a bright future. In the future, he might be able to
Yan and Ji acted as prefects, but as a result, the local army went north, and serious conflicts broke out between the Khitan and the Han people. Now, let alone counting on the future prefect, his life was in danger.
This is by no means an unfounded worry. At this time, the Han people in Yanjing City were basically hiding in their homes shivering and praying silently. As for which side would win, it was really hard to say.
So when Yang Xing heard Yang Xiong say that the Liao army was defeated, he blurted out: "Is this true? Lin Yiyong's rural army came in?"
Yang Xiong laughed when he heard Lin Yiyong's name: "It seems that my brother also loves the rural army!"
Yang Xing was startled for a moment, then sighed and said: "Brothers and I, I won't hide it from you. Ever since Sun Tuanlian was killed, the minds of the Han people like us have become completely cold... We are loyal, and we are a Tuanlian in a state, so we will kill you if we ask for it."
Kill, I will become the prefect in the future, so what? If we can really return to the Han court, we will certainly be willing!"
Yang Xiong was very excited: "Then now is a good opportunity. The Liao army is defeated. The eldest brother will unite the Han officials in the city, cooperate with the outside, and welcome the rural army into the city to reorganize. We will have a bright future!"
Yang Xing was a little afraid. The Han people who served as officials in the Liao Kingdom had to walk on thin ice with trepidation. Over time, they really lacked the courage to take this step.
But under Yang Xiong's encouragement, he was really moved. He repeatedly asked about the battle situation outside. After confirming that the Liao army was gone, he finally gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay!"
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"The number of personal guards has been reduced again and again. Is this Yelu going to run away?"
Just when Yang Xing began to take the lead in contacting Han officials and generals in the city, Gongsun Zhao and Ding Run were located in the king's mansion in the south courtyard. They looked at the guards patrolling outside and exchanged a look: "Don't miss this opportunity, get out!"
Ding Run held a knife in his left hand and rushed forward. Gongsun Zhao even cast spells directly, firing thunder from his palms one after another. He quickly killed all the guards who were called to entertain but were actually watching, and then rushed towards the inner house.
"We are charging and killing like this in the capital of the Liao people. I am afraid that only senior Zuoming can be so unscrupulous!"
"It's not a rebellion. The whole palace is in chaos. It can be seen that the Liao army outside has been defeated by the local army. We just need to capture Yelu seriously. Although this man is not as good as his brother, he is also a capable minister of the Liao Kingdom.
Don’t let the tiger go back to the mountain!”
The brothers determined their goal and began to march boldly.
However, just as he approached the inner house, Ding Run's expression changed slightly and he made a gesture to Gongsun Zhao.
Almost at the same time, Gongsun Zhao also noticed something was wrong. The ancient pine-patterned sword in his hand vibrated slightly, signaling Ding Run.
The two of them looked at each other and realized that there was a strong enemy ahead. The feeling of heart palpitations even had a strong warning meaning.
Ding Run felt puzzled: "At the critical moment when Yanjing was attacked, the strong men should have been transferred to the front line to resist the attack of the rural army led by the chief instructor. Why did they appear here?"
Gongsun Zhao cast a spell: "Perhaps this powerful enemy is not from the same faction as Yelv Dezhong... Listen!"
There is a confrontation going on inside the palace.
Yelu Dezhong was protected by a group of guards in the middle. He looked at the heroic man opposite him and said, "If I remember correctly, you are the younger brother of the chief of the female straight tribe, Wanyan Aguda of the Wanyan clan, right?"
Wanyan Aguda bent down slightly and said with a smile: "I didn't expect His Highness to still remember me. It's truly an honor for Wanyan Aguda!"
Yelv Dezhong looked at his perfunctory etiquette and tone of voice that was neither arrogant nor humble, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "You know the honor, but you dare to be presumptuous, and you block my way at this time, are you straight women planning to rebel?
"
When he said the last sentence, the emperor's younger brother, the king of Nanyuan, the ruler of Yanyun, was already fierce in voice and appearance.
If it were any other Jurchen tribesman, they would have bowed down to accept the punishment in fear. But let alone Wanyan Aguda, not even the guards behind him showed any reaction.
Yelu Dezhong's scolding just now was a bit pretentious, but when he saw such a reaction, his expression really changed.
As expected, Wanyan Aguda waited for him to finish scolding him before he said slowly and calmly: "Your Highness has misunderstood. Our Wanyan family has always been loyal to Daliao. My brother is your Majesty's personal governor. He came to Yanjing this time because of
The land of Yanyun is the way for His Majesty's Southern Expedition to return to the DPRK. If it is acquired by the Song Dynasty, it may pose a huge threat to His Majesty's safety..."
Yelu De said in a cold voice: "If you are really so loyal, you should go out and defend the city like General Wu Yanguang now!"
Wanyan Agu said: "It is difficult for one person to defeat a thousand troops. General Wu Yanguang can't do it, and neither can I. At this time, we can only escort His Highness to Zhongjing for a counterattack!"
"These bunch of straight female slaves actually want to take this king as a hostage and take the opportunity to cause trouble?"
Yelvde pursed his lips and tried hard to suppress the fear in his eyes.
What frightened him most was not the Jurchens' disobedience, but the fact that there were many foreign races under the Liao Kingdom, all of which were under the rule of the Khitan.
For example, Zhongjing Road, which he is going to next, is the area with the largest number of Xi people.
If the Jurchens in the Northeast take the lead in causing rebellion and allow other ethnic groups to see the opportunity to resist Khitan rule, then not only will the land of Yanyun be lost, but the country will be in danger of subjugation!
Compared with Yelu Dezhong, he thought in his heart that his son Yelu Zongsheng was furious and shouted loudly: "You slaves, how despicable are you, how dare you commit such a crime?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Obviously, compared to the Han people in the Central Plains, these Khitan nobles are even more unacceptable. The humble Jurchens who usually catch Haidongqing and fish for pearls stabbed them back at the critical moment.
, so the scolding was particularly unpleasant.
"It seems that His Highness's family has a deep misunderstanding of us!"
The smile on Wanyan Aguda's face suddenly disappeared, and his waist completely straightened up. With such a simple movement, he stood like a majestic mountain.
He clenched his hands in vain, and the invisible murderous intent filled the air was so overwhelming that Yelv Zongsheng couldn't breathe, his face quickly turned pale, and his teeth made a chattering sound.
"How can this person be so brave?"
Yelu Dezhong's martial arts was not very strong, but his vision was unique. He discovered that the power of this young chief was as powerful as Wu Yanguang, the first warrior of the Liao Kingdom, or even exceeded it.
After being shocked, when I heard the other party specifically mentioning his family, my heart sank, and I slowly closed my eyes: "Okay! I will go with you!"
The evil aura on Wanyan Aguda's body subsided and he said calmly: "Your Highness, please come!"
Just as his personal guards escorted Yelu Dezhong and his family out, two figures appeared on the wall, observing the scene from a distance.
Gongsun Zhao couldn't hide his joy: "The foreign power of the Liao Kingdom has been completely exposed. Once these aliens rise up to resist, the dark cloud that has been hanging over the Central Plains for two hundred years will be completely lifted!"
"I don't think it's clean!"
Ding Run said: "Did you know that Zeng Nong, the leader of Zengtou City, is a Jurchen, whose original name is Wuyan Sichou. A lot of the grain, grass and ordnance that the Township Warriors sent north this time were obtained from Zengtou City.
Just because this person wants to take revenge on the Khitans! At that time, Instructor Lin said that if the Jurchens were like that, they would become our great enemy in the Central Plains in the future!"
Gongsun Zhao was startled when he heard this: "Is there such a thing? I had already brought Yelu De back to the north at that time, and I didn't know the specific details. However, the Jurchens are now only a small tribe in the northeast. They are difficult to compare with the Khitans and can pose a threat to the Central Plains.
What?"
Ding Run lowered his voice: "I wasn't there at the time, and I heard about it afterwards. Knowing what Qianlong likes and dislikes will help with future promotions. Since Coach Lin thinks the Jurchens are a scourge, why don't we mess up this matter?"
?After rescuing Yelu Dezhong, these foreigners are afraid and may even rebel together!"
Gongsun Zhao was a little helpless at the first half of his senior brother's attempt to infiltrate the camp, but he quite agreed with the second half: "This statement makes sense. Then I will try my best to protect you and rescue the King of the South Campus!"
The two men were extremely capable of action. As soon as the Jurchens arrived at the front yard with Yelu Dezhong and his family hostage, the sky they saw dimmed. For a moment, sand and rocks flew, and countless shadows swayed rapidly and rushed towards them.
"The magic of the Han people in the Southern Dynasties? Even if the priest is not around, this little magic can't stop me!"
Wanyan Aguda was happy and unafraid, with masculine energy and blood surging all over his body. Facing the shadows in the sky, he punched out two punches without thinking.
There was only a crunching sound, and then a muffled sound. There were already two severed knives on the ground and a mouthful of blood spurting out.
Wanyan Aguda felt the enemy's aura recede and retracted his fist, but his expression changed slightly and he turned back suddenly.
In the team at the rear, Yelu Dezhong, who was guarded by layers of personal guards, was already Hongfei Mingming.
"damn it!"
The cooked duck flew away in his hands, and there was a clear look of anger on his brows. Thinking about the consequences of Yelu Dezhong's escape, he became even more panicked, but soon all these negative emotions were suppressed and he returned to his usual composure.
The atmosphere gave the order: "Let's go! Return to the clan quickly!"
On the other side, Gongsun Zhao lowered himself down with the unconscious Yelu De, and looked at each other with Ding Run, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth: "This Jurchen is really terrifyingly strong!"
Ding Run frowned and said: "Even when I am not injured, I am definitely no match for this person. This person's Qi and blood are simply unbelievably strong, and his strength is enough to break my sword with one punch. Without your guidance,
Without legal protection, I am afraid I will suffer hatred in the hands of this person!"
"I also rely entirely on the sword given by Master Luo..."
If Gongsun Zhao had not been protected by the Songwen Ancient Ding Sword, he would have felt that he was going to be killed by that punch. You can imagine his lingering fear at this time: "What my brother said is right, this Jurchen tribe may indeed become a serious problem in the Central Plains!"
Ding Run looked at Yelu Dezhong and sneered: "They can stop thinking about it now. Let's pass the Liao Kingdom first!"
Half an hour later, outside Yanjing.
Yelu Dezhong woke up leisurely and looked at Gongsun Zhao who was standing with his hands behind his back. He was stunned at first, and then sincerely bowed down: "Taoist Master Gongsun rescued him twice. He is really Xiao Wang's noble man!"