In Yanjing City, the large tent of Yelu Dashi is still in place.
The King of Yan died. He killed his whole family before going on the expedition, not wanting them to become slaves of the Jurchens and suffer all the humiliation.
From then on, Yelu Dashi did not step foot into Prince Yan's Mansion. In front of and behind the big tent, soldiers in helmets and armor stood with swords in hand, and the place was tightly surrounded.
There was a bonfire burning in the tent, and Yelu Dashi looked gloomy. As the number one scholar in both civil and military subjects, he had high hopes from the Liao people, but now he had no way to serve the country.
If you want to fight for the Khitan, you have to go to the Song people. This has to be said to be the tragedy of a famous general.
The firelight shone on Yelu Dashi's face. He stretched out his hand to cut the mutton with a sharp knife. The curtain door was opened and a burst of cold air blew in. A soldier cupped his fists and said: "Dashi Linya, the eagle outside the city has sent a letter.
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Yelu Dashi took it, unfolded it, read it, and threw it randomly on the fire. After a burst of flames, the letter had turned into ashes. Yelu Dashi stood up and said, "Let's go to the city and have a look."
Dozens of soldiers followed closely, and as he arrived at the city of Yanjing, the Jurchens had not organized a large-scale siege since they were desperately attacked by the King of Yan. Instead, they massacred villages and towns in Yan in retaliation.
Yelu Dashi thought for a while and came to the conclusion that Wanyan Wu Qimai was seriously injured and difficult to recover, but he must not have died. Otherwise, given Wanyan Wu Qimai's status among the Jurchens, the Tatars must have withdrawn their troops.
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It's a pity that His Highness King Yan's death blow failed unexpectedly. Yelu Dashi really hoped that King Yelu Chun of Yan would be the emperor of the Liao Dynasty and lead the Khitan people to regain their glory. Instead of Yelu Yan who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun.
Xi, that fatuous monarch who completely ruined the inheritance of his ancestors.
What is despairing is that now it has become a luxury for me to assist that foolish king. An indescribable grief and anger surged in Yelu Dashi's chest, making him almost vomit blood.
The so-called shortness of breath of heroes throughout the ages is nothing more than this
In Yanjing City, countless people can no longer survive. Foreign materials cannot come in after defending the city for so long. The Han people in the city are okay. They know how to save food on weekdays. It is their nature to save things. However, the Khitan people have long been
His hungry eyes glowed green.
The city tower was in a mess, and the blood on the ground was soaked in the city wall, making the entire city wall appear dark red.
The soldiers were staggering around, exhausted. When they saw him coming up, they forced themselves to stand up and looked at him with dull eyes.
The people in this city no longer look like humans or ghosts. They are all a group of abandoned sons of heaven. Only Yanjing City in the world is their temporary home. Otherwise, they will be trapped wherever they go after leaving this city.
It's the enemy.
The Liao people regarded them as rebels and wanted to get rid of them quickly; the Song people took over the ten states of Youyan from the alliance, and they were the obstacles for them to take over the city; the Jurchens wanted to slaughter all their remaining soldiers to give their second king a perfect appearance.
Wu begged for revenge.
Yelu Dashi laughed miserably and said: "The Song people have agreed to mediate and ensure that we return to Yunzhou Mansion and serve His Majesty. Let's hold on for a few more days and wait for the Song people to take over the city. I, Yelu Dashi, will take you to Yunzhou.
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Suddenly, the people on the top of the city regained some of the vitality that a living person should have, and they all looked at the Yelu Dashi nervously, fearing that this was a short-lived hallucination of their own.
No matter how difficult it is in Yunzhou Mansion, there is at least some hope, which is much better than waiting to die here.
Looking at everyone's reaction, Yelu Dashi really gave up. The people here no longer had the slightest desire to fight. King Yan led the city's elites and launched a sneak attack that would kill everyone. Now it seems that he has injured a thousand enemies and himself.
Tens of thousands.
All the Liao people's children who were the most skilled in fighting in the land of Youyan have died in this battle. From now on, there will be no place for the Liao people in Youyan.
He turned his head and looked to the south. The sky was clear and high. The haze for days had finally dissipated, and the sun was shining brightly on the land.
I hope that Song minister Yang Lin can persuade His Majesty to allow me, Yelu Dashi, to return to Yunzhou to serve the country.
In Zhuozhou Prefecture, Yang Lin had already assembled a large army and asked Zongze to lead hundreds of thousands of civilians to strengthen the city defenses to prevent the Jurchen Tatars from attacking. He himself was preparing to lead his troops northward, cross the Gaoliang River, and take over the city of Yanjing.
If you don’t capture the city of Yanjing, your contribution to the land of Youyan will be zero.
Only after entering Yanjing City, even if the other military states have not yet been conquered, it will be a miraculous achievement in regaining Youyan in the court.
Although the war has just begun, he has left Bianliang since last autumn to prepare for this war, which is really not a short time.
In order to prevent your efforts from being in vain, you must regain Youyan as soon as possible. There is still a lot of work waiting for you to do when you return to Bianliang. Otherwise, the territory that was taken at great risk may still be taken by the imperial court.
The bird people in it were destroyed.
Fortunately, I have a few generals who are responsible for their own duties, so guarding Youyan is not a big problem. Both Zongze and Han Shizhong are qualified for this role. Even in defending the city and operating Youyan's troops, they are far better than others.
Be outstanding yourself.
Although Yang Lin often calls himself a military sage, he has always been very aware of his own level. He is just a barely qualified commander. He is better at leading generals than leading troops.
Because of Xiao Qian's suicide, Zhuozhou City did not suffer too much damage from the war. Only the city wall was somewhat damaged by huge rocks.
The people in the city gradually dared to come out and looked at the Song army and civilians with curiosity. Hundreds of years ago, before Shi Jingtang ceded the Sixteenth Prefecture of Youyun, they were all fellow villagers.
The style of the Han family has not been seen for a hundred years, but there are still many similarities. This national character engraved in the bones will soon awaken and slowly get back on track with the Han people of the Song Dynasty.
The influx of civilians and troops from the Song Dynasty caused the residents of these cities to start doing some business with them to maintain their livelihood. The food brought by the Song people also alleviated the famine caused by the war to a great extent. Thousands of people were separated from each other.
The commonalities in clothing, language, culture and customs of the New Year gradually dispelled the wariness of the Han people in Yan area towards the Song Dynasty.
On the southern border, the military state that was taken back by the Song Dynasty was slowly regaining its vitality, while the north was a purgatory on earth.
The Jurchen Tatars never knew what military rations were. They just divided their troops and plundered, broke down the forts, raised grain and grass, and took the strong men with them. In the blink of an eye, all life north of the Youyan Gaoliang River was devastated, and there was a lot of mourning!
The Jurchen sentries were patrolling all night long, like packs of evil wolves, plundering everywhere. Many Yan people were either unprepared, or were frightened when they saw the Jurchen Tatars, and they broke out one after another. Fires were rising everywhere.
Thousands of people were tied up with big ropes for the Jurchen Tatars, and they were driven like dogs and sheep. They either carried the looted grain and grass on their backs, or they demolished the houses and shacks that they originally relied on to avoid the cold, and brought materials to erect them.
stable.
I don’t know how many Han people cried loudly and struggled hard to save their lives because of the Jurchen Tatars. I don’t know how many Khitan people were driven and killed by the Tatars in the past two days and died in the wilderness.
superior.
The Jurchen Tatars were galloping back and forth, driving and killing people for a show, and from time to time they heard wild laughter, like the gates of hell opening and ghosts running rampant.
In troubled times, humans are inferior to dogs, and encountering troubled times caused by these ferocious beasts is a hundred times more painful than ordinary war disasters.
With the Gaoliang River as the boundary, the scorching sun in the south is slowly driving away the haze, and I don't know when the clouds in Yandi will disperse.