Finally, Jin Bing was surprised and delighted to find that the city of Yunzhou, where they had fought so hard for days, was really open.
Wanyan Aguda asked Zong Han to lead the way and entered the city, leaving half of his troops to watch.
It wasn't until the Jurchen black dragon flag was planted on the east gate tower that Wanyan Aguda believed it.
When the Jurchens entered the city with a ferocious smile and were about to massacre the Yunzhou City that dared to resist, countless fireworks suddenly rose from the sky.
Sentinels and spies from all directions, hidden in jungles, valleys, rivers, etc., raised their heads one after another.
In the city, the remaining Khitan dead soldiers were setting fires everywhere in the city. Ghosts were crying and wolves were howling in Datong City. This was the last paradise of the Khitan people, and many rich Khitan people had fled here.
When Yelu Dashi left, he took no one with him. He only took with him shamanistic wizards, doctors and medicines for treating diseases, various grains and turnip seeds, and craftsmen of textiles, pottery, paper making, and wine making.
As for these wealthy Khitan masters, he took none of them with him and abandoned them all in Yun Nei.
The fire is getting stronger and stronger. Yelu Dashi has been prepared for it. Many key places in the city are covered with flammable materials.
Innocent people suffered, and many people were choked to death in their rooms. The remaining people took to the streets and became the targets of the Jin soldiers' massacre.
As a result, there was really no one who could chase him out. Yelu Dashi had already predicted that Yao Pingzhong could only engage in street fighting, and otherwise it would be a dead end. The Song and Jin sides, in this majestic city, did not know how long it would take to decide the outcome.
Both the Song and Jin Dynasties wanted to use Yelu Dashi and squeeze out the last bit of value before the Khitan was destroyed. They did not expect Yelv Dashi to have such determination as a strong man to cut off his wrist.
People have always praised the overlord of Chu who "refused to cross the Yangtze River". The hero's end was heartbreaking.
But the real hero is the one who perseveres and continues to struggle to gain the last chance, no matter how many failures and setbacks he experiences.
Yelu Dashi headed west, carrying the last fire and blood of the Khitan, embarking on an unknown road of conquest.
In Yunnei and in the north, this figure and the Khitan under his command are officially withdrawing from the stage.
At this point, the world is vast and only two strong powers are left fighting.
Yao Pingzhong's face was gloomy. Whoever was cheated like this would not be happy.
It's a good city, you can leave as long as you want. You must let the golden soldiers in and use your allies as bait for you to escape westward.
Yelv Dashi is a good plan to drive away tigers and swallow wolves. One day, I, Yao Pingzhong, must get an explanation.
"Zhong Lao, you go to the south gate. Your troops are scattered in the alley. They have to fight separately, but they can't be too far away from us. Look after each other and support each other."
Zhong Ji was the son of Master Zhong and the son of the general of the Western Army. Hearing this, he nodded, took his men and followed General Pi, and led the Zhong family army to divide their forces and leave.
Yao Pingzhong looked at the fire all over the city, but his heart became calmer and calmer. The more a natural-born general reaches this time, the more calm he is in the face of danger.
Like Yang Lin, who held a hundred thousand soldiers and horses to fight three thousand bandits, and was so excited that his face turned red and his heart beat like a drum.
In the final analysis, it is all talent. Not everyone is Han Xin, otherwise there would not be so many generals who will shine through the ages.
The darker the night, the brighter the stars. It is the countless mediocre generals who show the value of famous generals.
This era is bloody and cruel, but this era, known as the era of the weak Song Dynasty, has always had no shortage of such famous generals.
Not to mention Yue Fei, who grew up a few years later, that is an unexplainable case, that is, today's Zongze, Liu Qi, Han Shizhong, Wu Jie, Wang Zhen, Yao Pingzhong...
Their careers as generals are also glorious enough and will shine through the ages.
Most of these people are low-level generals who are frustrated and frustrated. When the big wave comes, they are pushed to the stage where they can show off their talents.
And their opponents, the most evil first generation of the Jurchen clan, are also truly fierce generals.
Today's Yunzhou is the main battlefield where the two nations inevitably collide when they rise.
The winner is the strongest in the world.
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In the tent held by Wanyan Agu, a Khitan general was covered in blood, but he refused to kneel down.
"Your Majesty, this is Xiao Yixue, Commander-in-Chief of Liao Dogs!"
Xiao Yixue was a general of the Liao people. Almost all the Jurchens knew about him, and the generals couldn't help but feel proud after hearing this.
Aguda laughed and said: "Xiao Dutong, the Liao Dynasty was destroyed. Tell me, where did the Yelu Dashi go?"
Xiao Yixue spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm. His originally ferocious face opened his eyes in vain. His eyes were about to burst, filled with fanatical emotions. He suddenly laughed: "Da Liao is not dead... Haha, Daliao is not dead."
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"This Liao dog is crazy. Father, please kill him." Wanyan Zongbi pulled out his scimitar and was about to step forward to kill him.
Even the princes of Daliao had been killed a lot, and they would not even take this one who was captured at the end of their lives in their eyes.
Wanyan Zonghan held his hand, and Zong Bi cursed: "Zonghan, you dare to stop me?"
"The whereabouts of the Yelu Dashi are unknown. The Liao people came to the city under strange circumstances. Why did they kill him without interrogating him? Who should we ask to kill him?"
Aguda nodded and said, "What Zong Han said makes sense."
Wanyan Zongbi snorted, glared at Zong Han hatefully, and then stepped back. Within the Jurchen clan, internal fighting had already begun. If Wanyan Aguda hadn't raised troops earlier than in history, they would have started killing each other now.
.Now that A Guda is an emperor with sufficient prestige, he can still suppress these ferocious barbarians. However, Wanyan Wu Qimai has died earlier than in history. After A Guda's death, without Wu Qimai, a powerful figure, it is inevitable that
Another bloody internal fight.
"If Yelu Dashi is willing to come out and surrender, I am willing to make him the king of Liao." After Aguda said this, the tent suddenly became noisy, but Zong Han secretly gave the emperor a thumbs up.
Giving Yelu Dashi a titular Liao king will prevent many Liao people from resisting. It can be said to be a very clever move.
Xiao Yixue sighed and said: "I'll just say it now..."
As soon as he finished speaking and the Jurchens relaxed a little, they saw the wounded Liao general, who was only half-breathing, with his hands tied behind his back, desperately slamming into Wanyan Aguda.
No one stopped him. When he reached Aguda, he punched him on the shoulder. Huge pain hit him, which seemed to be accompanied by a cracking sound. After Xiao Yixue fell to the ground, his fingers trembled and he tried to reach out.
In front of him, Wanyan Agu kicked him and stepped on the back of his hand.
Black blood kept spurting out of his mouth, and Xiao Yixue was still squirming, trying to step forward.
Aguda stood up and said: "If all the Liao people are like this, when will our Jurchens be able to stand up and pull him out and behead him? It's getting late tonight. In order to guard against the Liao people's deceit, after the army enters the city, they will first occupy the city wall. Tomorrow
Then the whole army enters the city."
His voice was loud and clear, and after he finished speaking, the room fell silent, and a low, trembling voice came.