Chapter 392: Traitors mistake the country and the hero dies
After Han Shizhong entered the city, he immediately ordered his men to occupy the towers at various strategic points before going to see Yelu Dashi.
The city of Yanjing is in dilapidated condition. Even at night, you can clearly see the traces of various fires and stones.
Han Shizhong had no intention of showing mercy to others. Under the leadership of the Khitan soldiers, he went straight to Yelu Dashi's tent.
Taking over Yanjing City tonight, no one can take away this credit based on Shaozai's connections.
At this time, Yelu Dashi was relieved. Anyway, Nanjing was also the capital of the Song Dynasty and Yanjing could not hold it at all. Instead of being occupied by others after death, it was better to hold it in his hand and exchange it for something.
If he could return to Khitan, it would be a good time for Datong Mansion in Yunzhou to employ people, so Your Majesty, he might not kill himself.
Even if there is a slight chance, it is better than waiting to die here. As for the Youyan Ten Prefectures, which are important tax areas for the Khitan? The entire Khitan is about to be lost, so how can it care about this? The worst thing is that it can be taken back when it becomes stronger.
Han Shizhong opened the curtain door of the big tent, came in and said with a smile: "Dashi Linya, you Jurchen defenders don't have to worry about defending the city. Have a good rest in the military camp. Our army will press down to the city tomorrow, and then there will be
Food is enough."
"I did not surrender to the Song Dynasty. Did your young prime minister Yang Lin ever go to Yunzhou?"
Han Shizhong cupped his fists in the sky and said: "Young Zai is the Marshal of the Northern Territory, and the envoy of Xuanfu in Hedong, Shaanxi, Hebei and Heishan. How can you leave Youyan lightly? Don't worry, Dashi Linya, our Young Zai has already sent people there. I believe there will be someone soon."
The news is coming.”
Yelu Dashi nodded and said to the relatives beside him: "Pass this order, the entire army in the camp here is not allowed to go out and walk around at will, and is not allowed to conflict with the Song army."
In the Song Army camp in the distance, Yang Lin stood in the watchtower, quietly waiting for news from Yanjing.
For Youyan, the status of Yanjing City is really too high. Not only is it a huge city with thick walls and deep pools, but more importantly, its radiating power on the land of Youyan.
It can be said that the real celebration will only break out when the news of occupying Yanjing is sent back to the court. Even though Zhuozhou is not weaker than Yanjing, its status is still very different.
Suddenly, many scattered cavalrymen returned to camp from all directions. Yang Lin's heart suddenly tightened. Can he fail to enter the city?
"As a thief, a rotten gambler, and a gambler, Han Wu, I knew this guy was unreliable and would ruin my big things. I had to castrate him. Lu Qian, go down quickly and ask what's going on!"
He had never heard Yang Lin lose his temper before. Lu Qian hurried down, came up after a while, and said with a smile: "Young Master, Han Shizhong has already entered. At that time, the Jurchen Tatars suddenly intercepted and killed them. In order to prevent the Tatars from following behind him, Commander Han Xuan entered the city.
He cut off the army in the middle and let those behind flee in all directions, and he entered the city with half of his troops."
"Okay, if you're still Han Shizhong, I know I have a good eye for people."
Datong Mansion in Yunzhou, the palace of the Khitan Emperor.
Just now, the young Taiwei Yao Pingzhong planted gunpowder on the ancient Guancang Road in Baishan Mountain, blowing up the path of the Jin soldiers and killing a hundred Jurchen Tatars. Wanyan Agu threw down his riding whip and withdrew his troops to the Sanggan River near Guangling Mansion.
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Such a record was considered a great victory by the Khitan people. After all, when they faced the Jurchens, they were brave enough to flee upon hearing the news, they were brave enough to flee in the face of battle, and they were brave enough to surrender if they could not defeat them.
Khitan officials in Yunzhou Prefecture held a banquet in the palace to celebrate, with delicacies from the mountains and seas, delicacies on jade plates, and beauties from all ethnic groups, creating a luxurious atmosphere.
Yelu Yanxi drank all the wine in the cup, fell on the table drunkenly, and suddenly burst into tears.
The people around him hurried forward. They didn't know why His Majesty was crying. He had just repelled an attack by the Jin soldiers.
Xiao Feng stepped forward first, beckoned to the two beauties beside His Majesty to help him up, and asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, why are you sad?"
Yelu Yanxi raised her tear-stained face and cried: "My beloved dog Yelu Heilong died suddenly early this morning. This is a dog I raised from such a little thing."
While Yelu Yanxi was talking, he stretched out his hand to measure the size of the dog. Sure enough, it was a little bigger than a palm.
Although the Khitan officials present were all idle, they actually felt a trace of anger at this moment.
What time is it now? The mountains and rivers are broken, and the Liao Dynasty is on the verge of collapse. This foolish king is still crying for his dog, especially at this celebration banquet.
Everyone looked at each other and sighed. The fine wine and delicacies on the table seemed to be bland and tasteless. Everyone was thinking silently in their hearts, the Liao Dynasty is over.
Yelu Yanxi cried very sadly. She wiped away her tears and shouted, "This time we defeated the Jurchens. It must be the blessing of my beloved dog in the sky. I will posthumously crown Yelu Heijian as the victorious king."
While everyone was stunned on the spot, Prime Minister Xiao Feng first kowtowed to the ground, poured out a wine cup and muttered: "The spirit of the victorious king in heaven, bless us to regain the Liao Dynasty and destroy all the Jurchens."
After saying this, Yelu Yanxi moved her body, hugged Xiao Fengxian and started crying, and the atmosphere in the hall solidified.
At the time of the subjugation of the country, the subjugated king, the subjugated prime minister, and the Liao Dynasty had all taken over.
At this time, a military general came in. I didn't know what was going on. When I saw His Majesty and the Prime Minister crying so sadly, I thought something big had happened.
The officials around him who knew him whispered, and the general looked strange and felt even more aggrieved. People like him, like the Song people, went through life and death outside, and they turned out to be a dead dog.
He clasped his fists angrily and said, "Your Majesty, someone is coming from Nanjing and they have something important to report to Your Majesty."
Yelu Yanxi wiped her tears and nose with her sleeve and asked, "What's the matter?"
"The old Yan King Yelu Chun died in battle. Yelu Dashi, through the Song Dynasty, wanted to bring Youyan warriors to serve his majesty again."
With a bang, Yelu Yanxi dropped the wine glass, bounced it up and hit Xiao Fengxian's forehead, causing a big bump immediately.
Xiao Fengxian grimaced in pain, but the ministers in the palace felt a little happy. This traitor should have died long ago.
Yelu Yanxi said angrily: "Yelu Dashi, this traitor, still wants to come back?" After shouting, he hesitated again. This peacemaker is Yang Lin of the Song Dynasty. Now he can rely entirely on Song general Yao Pingzhong, and he really doesn't have it.
It offends the people of Song Dynasty.
Xiao Fengxian covered his forehead and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, this is the time for the Khitan to employ people. Although Yelu Dashi is unfaithful, the soldiers of Youyan are not guilty. It is better to pretend to agree with him and recruit him when he comes to Yunzhou.
soldiers, and then punish him.
In this way, not only can we gain a large number of troops for nothing, but we can also sell a favor to the Song Dynasty people, and we can even tear the rebels to pieces to vent their anger for His Majesty. Isn't it like killing three birds with one stone?"
Yelu Yanxi looked happy and said: "What a great idea, let's do it like this."