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Volume 1: Yanyun Chaos Volume 2: Bianliang Mistake Chapter 13: Depression is like a tide (1)

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    After all, Xiao Yan still didn't go to Guo Rong's small tent.  (Fastest update) He just waited quietly outside the Yelu Dashi Tent, looking at the small shadow of the little mute reflected in the lights inside. Sometimes you could see the little mute's shoulders shaking, which was the little mute crying.  I don¡¯t know how long I waited, but the little mute finally came out of the Yelu Dashi tent. The Yelu Dashi kept the distinction between monarch and minister until it was delivered to the entrance of the tent. He took a steady look at Xiao Yan, raised his hand and bowed to Xiao Yan, and then turned around.  Went back. This bow was of course to thank Xiao Yan for never abandoning the little mute, even in spite of all the difficulties, he still saved the little mute by killing Guo Yaoshi and Zhao Liangsi. I'm afraid it also meant thanking him for protecting Xiao Puxian's female reputation and giving it to Daliao.  There is a bit of dignity left in it. However, the relationship between Xiao Yan and Yelu Dashi is nothing more than this. Several Diao Mao guards have followed the tent and continue to perform their duties of monitoring Yelu Dashi.  The guards of the Diao Mao moved away to give Xiao Yan and the little mute some space. As soon as the mute came out of the tent, he threw himself into Xiao Yan's arms without speaking, except for the occasional low whimper.  Today, after spending time with Yelu Dashi, the little mute finally broke off her previous ties with Huang Guizhou Xiao Yan touched the little mute's hair and said in a low voice: "I'm not strong enough  Otherwise I wouldn't have shunned Yanjing, let alone doing things that I feel a little uncomfortable with Maybe it's a bit pretentious to say, but I really feel a little uncomfortable letting Yanjing do it again.  In such chaos, you may kill your benefactor, Little Mute, and the same is true for the heroic Dashi Linya. I could have let him go quietly, but he would have gone very far to the west Little Mute  , this time, it is my last way to avoid. No matter where I am in the future, I will never avoid my opponent again. This is the last time." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The dragon raises its head on February 13th, the fifth year of Xuanhe in the Song Dynasty.  The solar term has passed, and the abundant spring rain will begin to fall on the mountains and rivers. Everything in the world will wake up from the harsh winter, allowing all things to nourish and grow on the earth to nourish the land of Northeast Asia.  On the land of Youyan, the roads that were as frozen as iron in the winter have begun to be softened by the spring breeze and sporadic early spring rains. The roads are surrounded by spring water, and the fields are dotted with green.  There are also people who look like ordinary people working in the fields. The iron plows and hoes used for plowing the fields were taken away and turned into swords. These refugees who survived the disaster returned to their homes and used pointed wooden sticks to loosen the ground.  Pulling up weeds in the fields with both hands. The people living in this Northeast Asian land are the most industrious ethnic group in the world. As long as they can be kept away from the war, they will continue to work and cultivate spontaneously, turning the most desolate places into places.  It is a densely populated place with rich products. Two fast horses galloped side by side on the road, and the horses' hooves splashed up large pieces of black loose soil.  The two knights on the horse were both wearing the Song Army's unique red armor, red cloaks, and red triangular flaming tooth flags strapped to their backs.  The people working in the fields only raised their heads once and then lowered their heads.  Ever since the sky had dimmed, these two pairs of Song Army knights had been heading southward.  At first, these people in Yan, who were already frightened, immediately got down and hid in the fields.  Only those who have experienced war know how destructive these sergeants are.  Even the soldiers of the Song Dynasty who claimed to be here to punish the people were average.  Although the Song army occupied the land of Yanyun, they did not plunder everywhere. The official Xiaofang who was in charge of Yanjing City still used work for relief, giving the refugees some ways to survive in the dead winter, and they did not get much.  The cattle seeds from the Liao people were also distributed as much as possible.  But these people of Yan who have just become the people of the Song Dynasty are still as far away from the eight men of Qiu of the Song Dynasty who are all dressed in red.  But they soon realized that their worries were in vain.  From the beginning, these Song soldiers galloping on the road had no interest in harassing them, but they kept going south in pairs.  Later, these people still had time to count how many pairs of knights went south today.  This is the outskirts of Yanjing. The common people had seen many nobles from Liao back then, and knew that these Song army knights were there to welcome important visitors. The Song Dynasty had settled on Yanyun for several months, and finally sent Liu Guan to receive them.  Youyanzhou County?  But I don¡¯t know if the official Xiaofang who stayed in Yanjing City can still be the parent official of these new people of the Song Dynasty ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The thoughts of the people of Yan land,Among the people present today, there was not even a moment of leisure for them to take a look.  Seeing that the two soldiers were galloping south for only seven or eight miles, they already saw a meandering team on the road.  This north-south thoroughfare was renovated and widened by the people of the Song Dynasty in order to supply military supplies. The troops coming from the north occupied the wide road, with clouds of carriages and horses, thousands of soldiers guarding it, and flags and staffs flying in front of the troops.  Dozens of red-coated soldiers sent out to greet them led the way.  This road had been clean for a month or two after the war subsided, but today it suddenly became bright again. Two soldiers rushed up to meet it without saying a word, and they were greeted by the flag officer who had been walking in front.  The two soldiers who came here were different from the dozens of previous pairs. They both carried brocade gun barrels on their backs.  This flag official is also my husband's business. I know that the two adults who came to the north this time are to worship the heaven. After conquering Yanyun and temporarily staying in this town, the guards should have a letter of acceptance of the land and the people, and handed it over here.  In the hands of the two surrogate angels, the last welcoming formalities were completed.  If you wait until you enter the city of Yanjing to make the confession on the Day of the Angel, it will not be respectful and prudent enough, and it is not the behavior of a human minister.  And those generals and ministers who temporarily controlled the territory of Later Yan were no longer ministers of temperance, but would be waiting for the angels in Yanjing City as subordinates.  Seeing these two soldiers coming to perform the last formalities, the flag officer did not dare to neglect them.  He hurriedly led them all the way to the carriages and horses of the two envoys.  The news had already spread to the front, and the four-year-old cart in which the two envoys were sitting had stopped.  Geng Nan Zhongyu Wenxu, wearing a gauze hat and official robe, stood in the car and waited quietly.  All the surrounding troops and horses also stopped, and countless pairs of eyes were cast over them.  Although there were thousands of troops, they were all silent. When the two soldiers saw the angel, they dismounted from their horses and walked forward quickly. After a dozen steps, they turned over and bowed to the dust, and took off their brocade tubes and hands.  Presented hereby: "The official family has great fortune, the Great Song Dynasty is powerful, and I and others are fortunate to live up to their orders. Yanyun's Sixteen Prefectures Pass Defense Map, compiled household registers, and placed them in front of the official family. I and other troops have repeatedly missed opportunities, and their crimes have been extended."  "It's so serious that it's hard to tell yourself. The angel is in full view." Geng Nazhong and Yu Wenxuzhong, who were standing among thousands of troops, both had expressions of astonishment. Geng Nazhong even showed off his angelic majesty and stared at the man representing Yan Yunshi for a moment.  The six states returned to the Song Dynasty.  Even if they really had other thoughts when they came here today, their hearts were wavering at this moment and they couldn't control themselves.  ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The land of our ancestors fell into the hands of foreigners, and the power of building a stronghold was entirely on the enemy's side.  For this Yanyun Sixteenth Prefecture, the bodies of the Han army and horses were dumped here, more than hundreds of thousands of them?  An emperor was hit by an arrow in the thigh during the Fuyan War. He was seriously injured and escaped on a donkey cart. Later, he was also depressed because the arrow wounded the middle path.  Almost all of the hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers and generals who founded the Song Dynasty were abandoned here.  The foreign army started from here and penetrated into the heart of the Song Dynasty. Although another emperor was forced to personally conquer the enemy, the contract signed was not much different from the alliance under the city.  In the next hundred years, although Song and Liao were brothers and there was no sound of war, the kings of Song and ministers had a nightmare tormenting themselves all the time in the past hundred years, that is, the alien army, looking up and down, crossed the plains of Hebei.  They fought all the way to Bianliang and drowned the Song Dynasty in a sea of ??blood. However, they did not expect that the mighty king who founded the country and the brave men who came after him could not do things for hundreds of years. In the Song Dynasty, the national power has declined.  , in the era of Huizong who was exhausted by his military and financial resources, it is really difficult to say that he succeeded in such an incredible thing in one fell swoop. And he was in the midst of it, and it will definitely be recorded in history. After a hundred generations, the name Geng Nanzhong will not fade away.  Nan Zhong had a sullen face, contemplating his feelings, preparing to respond loudly later to make the scene more perfect.  Unexpectedly, Yu Wenxuzhong's gentle voice sounded in his ears: "This old man and Xiao Yan are quite respectful, and they don't seem to be playing any tricks Could it be that they have just accepted their fate? It would be easier to say later.  , will not embarrass them too much, but if they surrender, will they be able to bear the revenge of Privy Tong in the future? " Geng Nanzhong turned around and glanced at Yu Wenxuzhong, who was thinking deeply.  He coughed, stepped forward holding on to the jade belt, took the brocade tube solemnly with both hands, and said loudly: "I have accepted the soil for heaven, and you have died loyally and bravely. The officials are fully aware of it, and I will reward you."  Honors and honors will never be stingy" Geng Nanzhong held the brocade tube above his head with both hands so that everyone could see it. He opened his voice and said loudly: "On the occasion of the fifth year of Xuanhe of the Song Dynasty,  Within the Great Wall, there is no longer a distinction between Hu and Han. The Song Dynasty has been intact. From then on, the mountains and rivers are intact. The country is solid and peaceful. For a hundred years, there are no bones by the river. They will not be replaced by blood and food for a thousand years." Thousands of soldiers raised their soldiers fiercely.  Blades, golden swords shining brightly, shouting loudly: "Ten thousand victories, ten thousand victories, ten thousand victories" Wang Xun rode his horse. He did not accompany Yu Wenxuzhong and Geng Nanzhong, but was far outside the team and saw the scene in front of him.  , even though he was full of worries, he couldn't help but moisten his eyes now.  The land of Yanyun finally returned to the Han family. He breathed a sigh of relief.While shouting, look towards the north.  The Northern Expedition was full of ups and downs. If Xiao Yan hadn't come out of nowhere, how could we be where we are today?  As for the fate that awaits Xiao Yan, we still don¡¯t know what it is. In the battle formation, Xiao Yan seems to be a genius, and the light he shines covers everyone, but when facing the new scholar-officials of the Song Dynasty,  The opponent, I'm afraid he will only be dim and lackluster?  He could defeat the Liao Dynasty, which had only the remaining mountains and rivers left, and he could defeat the Jurchen's vanguard army, but could he still face the entire Song Dynasty?  At this moment, all the glory is achieved in the hands of a surrendered minister who returned to the south. This is the shame of these military officials of the Song Dynasty who have been living in poverty for decades.  But Wang Zhen was very impressed by Xiao Yan, and he was able to serve as an army for thousands of people, and he achieved miraculous feats despite thousands of deaths.  If this person is used properly, who can not say that Xiao Yan will be the Great Wall of the Song Dynasty in the next few decades?  But from now on, the Song Dynasty will destroy the strength of the Great Wall and its mountains and rivers. It depends on people rather than danger.  Although Youyan is good, in this uncertain time of the end of the world, she doesn't know how many years she can keep it in the hands of the Song Dynasty.  Wang Zhen was thinking over and over again, but here Geng Nanzhong was in high spirits.  He is an official of the crown prince, and he is also a member of the Qing Dynasty who is disliked by both factions in the court.  For the sake of the reputation of the prince, Geng Nanzhong has always been cautious about his words and deeds, for fear of getting involved in party disputes and implicating the prince.  They, the ministers of Qingliu, also saw clearly the scene of the last days of the Song Dynasty. They always claimed that the prince ascended the throne, Qingliu was in charge, and the situation should change when the righteous people came into power.  But seeing the country's situation deteriorating day by day, they, the officials of the Qing Dynasty, began to feel uneasy.  If it continues to be delayed, even if they wait until they come to power in the future, will they have time to clean up the situation?  Fortunately, the land of Yanyun, after Wang Futongguan and others forcibly launched the push, finally changed to this scene, giving them such a great opportunity for the Qingliu ministers. Perhaps from now on, they will officially leap into the ruling system of the Song Dynasty.  At the beginning of the core, there is still time to slowly clean up the broken mountains and rivers, and he, Geng Nanzhong, will inevitably be an indispensable and important figure in leading this process. Although he is excited and can't help himself, Geng Nanzhong is an expert at nourishing qi after all.  figure.  After he solemnly handed the brocade tube in his hand to the flag and put it away for safe keeping, he turned around and smiled at Yu Wenxuzhong with a calm expression: "Brother Shutong, are you going to enter Yanjing City now? It seems like  This mission is not unavoidable Xiao Yan's so-called domineering is an exaggeration Brother Shutong, sometimes your actions are a bit excessive. When the time comes, please review the dignity of these military ministers, Shutong.  Brother, what do you think?" Yu Wenxu didn't look relaxed at all, he still looked thoughtful.  Hearing Geng Nanzhong's words, he just nodded noncommittally: "Let's enter Yanjing City nowBrother Xi Dao, I'm afraid it's not that simple." Geng Nanzhong was startled, then got into the car with a smile, his tone was light and a little bit  Disapproval: "I'm just kidding, what else could happen to this?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Compared with the excitement of welcoming the angels in the south of Yanjing City, there is another place on the edge of Youyan.  Another different scene.  The Fengtian-advocating Restoration Liao Army supported by Xiao Yan is now stationed in the Zhangjiabao Village where Xiao Yan and the Jurchens fought a bloody battle and burned it to the ground.  The border areas of Youyan were not considered rich to begin with. Since the great chaos in the Yan region, the powerful have attacked and plundered each other. Occasionally, nomads such as Mongolians and other nomads from various military prefectures in Yunnei came and went. In addition, the Jurchens went south to destroy Xiao.  The back-and-forth battle between Yan and the Jurchen vanguard made the place look even more desolate and dilapidated.  In Sorghum Henan, spring water is already flowing and greenery is surging.  This Youyan border area seems to still be enveloped by the cold wind outside the pass, and the spring scenery is far from reaching the point of covering this place.  On the desolate land, only a few broken walls of the original Zhangjia chain dock wall were left standing among the decaying grass.  Relying on the remaining bricks and tiles of these dock walls, the Fu Liao army set up scattered camps of various sizes.  The so-called camp actually sounds more like a refugee shack.  People used various materials to pack up shabby huts and put them together in a mess.  Outside the settlement, a few trenches were hastily dug, and sparse and crooked wooden fences were erected to serve as a fortification.  In these shabby camps, large and small, there are all kinds of people, men and women, all with good looks gathered together. The so-called Fu Liao soldiers are also in rags. In order to resist the cold, what kind of rags are used?  They had all the weapons on them, and compared to those refugees, they were nothing more than weapons.  In these shabby camps, mothers cry and babies scream, and there are all kinds of weird sounds.  Only the camp that was erected at the ashes of the original Zhang family's main fort had a wide and deep trench with three layers of wooden fences, and a deer camp was added between the wooden fences and trenches.  There are towers and turrets all around the stockade, as well as sergeants on duty. It seems to be okay after all.??The same look.  The flag of Fengtian advocating justice and reviving the Liao army, with a white background and black borders, fluttered feebly over the camp.  Those who mobilized the Fengtian Rebellion Army on that day used the banner of Zhen Liuchen. The backbone was the three or four hundred defeated and disabled Changsheng soldiers left by Guo Yaoshi that day, and the four hundred backbones were transferred from the Shenwu Changsheng Army's Yujiang headquarters.  , Xiao Yan specially allocated one hundred horse troops from the Changsheng Army to them.  Although the Song army broke through Yanyun and captured most of Yan's territory, their control was not spread throughout the territory.  There were only a few important prefectures and counties, and the main force of the army only controlled the main route from Yanjing to the south to the Baigou River.  Elsewhere, the situation is still divided among powerful forces.  Some powerful people are self-made, or they were not famous families under the rule of the Liao people. They can spread the word, and even gather under the banner of Xiao Yan, a figure with a similar background to them, and provide people, food and horses, thinking  Discuss a family background in the Song Dynasty.  But there are many more. Families that have been eunuchs for generations under the rule of the Liao people are divided in troubled times.  Under the rule of the Song people, maybe there was no problem for them to surrender and save the lives of their families, but they no longer had the majesty and wealth they had under the rule of the Liao people.  When a large number of exiled officials from the Song Dynasty came to Yan to govern the prefectures and counties, the victorious side always wanted to reap benefits. If they didn't attack them, how could they exploit the homeless people who were left naked?  For these powerful men, they would never surrender to the Song Dynasty unless they had no choice but to do so.  They were still counting on Yelu Yanxi who was in the Yunnan states, and even thought about whether they could join the Jurchens.  The Jurchens are incomparable to the Song Dynasty. They have few people and rough governance. If they surrender to the Jurchens, their family's room for survival will be much greater.  Moreover, there are few Jurchens, and the large number of local official positions cannot be filled by Jurchens. We have to rely on them for help and join the Jurchens. We may still have a chance to succeed. However, these powerful families in Nanjing Road in Yandi, Liao Dynasty, are familiar with the Song Dynasty.  Great, you know what kind of character the other person is.  The path to becoming an official has been completely controlled by the Song Dynasty's own scholar-bureaucrat system. Everyone is afraid that they can only continue to be ordinary people in the future. After all, the officials of the Song Dynasty have profound knowledge. When exploited, they are simply not on the same level as the Jurchens. Now  The Jurchens are rising, and their troops are eying north of the Great Wall. It¡¯s unclear which way the wind will blow in the future.  Instead of being doomed to lose the family at the hands of the Song people, it is better to wait for changes. Now that these separatist powerful powers have made different movements, when the large-scale fighting has subsided, the attacks and killings between small-scale powerful powers have become more intense.  Those powerful men who had taken refuge in Xiao Yan and thought they had obtained their birthright, desperately attacked and killed those separatist powerful men who refused to surrender.  If you break them, your own capital will be stronger.  You can invest more capital with Xiao Yan and get a higher status in the future.  And those powerful men who refused to surrender desperately wanted to protect their families' lives and wealth, and even fought back against those who defected to the Song Dynasty. Their thoughts were also ordinary. Their own capital was thicker, and they could bargain with the Song Dynasty. In the future, the Jurchens would go south, and they would also have a higher background.  The fighting between the powerful in such a place is cruel and bloody, with mutual victory and defeat. Once defeated, the entire clan is often destroyed.  For several months, there was almost no day without fighting in areas beyond the control of the Song Dynasty's soldiers and horses.  After the banner of the Fengtian Initiative to Restoration of the Liao Army was raised, those Yandi tycoons who had been struggling to support and refused to surrender seemed to see hope. At this time, it is better to have a backup than not, and in case of failure,  There is also a place to seek refuge. After a month or two, the so-called Fengtian Initiative and Restoration of the Liao Army, which Xiao Yan secretly established and used as a cover, expanded like a balloon.  Take effect.  Usually they come with their families and entire clans, plus the scattered soldiers and horses of the main force of the Liao army who were defeated by Xiao Yan. They are just looking for a bite to eat. It doesn¡¯t matter what banner you hang.  The Fu Liao Army, which had only seven or eight hundred people when it was founded that day, could still be called a capable army, has turned into a refugee camp like this. Now there are probably thirty to forty thousand people gathered in the continuous shabby camps on the edge of Youyan.  People, and they are still expanding. Once there are more people and horses, the biggest problem suddenly becomes the problem of food and grass.  There is no way the Youyan border area can support so many people eating horse chews. People keep coming here every day, and people keep starving to death every day.  And these scattered people often scream and desperately try to open those solid dock walls for a little food.  There were few successes, but there were many failures. Once they failed, they would retreat with a lot of dead and wounded, turning these shabby shelter camps into a double hell scene.  People with some self-restraint and self-restraint are arrogant in these refugee camps, exploiting the refugees for their last morsels of food and last bits of belongings.  On that day, wealthy families from high families fled, and men carrying family heirlooms starved to death. The old and the weak were driven forward to fill the ravine on the wall of the dock. Gold branches and jade leaves sold their bodies in order to fill their stomachs.  Xiao Yan is truly a hero. A sudden decision can change the fate of countless people, or allow them to rise in this world, or let them live in the world.This world has been sinking into the darkest place ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~ More than two hundred cavalrymen in messy uniforms poured out of the largest camp.  These cavalrymen wore all kinds of armor.  Many of them were the cavalry armor of the Liao Army of that day, and the weapons in their hands were also of various colors.  The first few knights were holding two flags, one was the recognition flag of the Fengtian Initiative and the Restoration of the Liao Army, and the other was also the recognition flag, but the words "Restoration of the Liao Army" were changed into small characters in the upper left corner, but there were several big ones in the middle.  Under the banner with the words "Deputy Marshal Yu" written in black, these cavalry troops filing out were surrounded by a neatly dressed man. He was half old and not young, less than forty and more than thirty. He looked like a general with a grimace on his face.  The armor didn't look dignified at all when he wore it.  This deputy marshal Yu is naturally Yu Jiangyu's crotch.  It turns out that he was just an insignificant person in the ever-victorious army.  If you join Xiao Yan, no one will notice.  Yu Jiang has never been on the front line, and has mostly stayed behind.  This time, he is Zhen Liuchen's deputy, and he is still the former subordinate of An's Guo Pharmacist, which is quite legitimate.  The troops under his command were the strongest and most organized, far superior to those who had surrendered to him. Yu Jiang also had a meticulous character and kept the Fu Liao Army firmly in his hands.  In troubled times, he was kind-hearted and always tried his best to help the surrounding villages, which made him very popular among the Liao Army.  When Zhen Liuchen went to Yanjing, Yu Jiang was in control of everything. There was no problem at all, and he still firmly occupied the core position of the Liao Army.  The weak and weak sergeants on duty in the surrounding small villages that depended on the big village saw what they saw and told them about it one after another.  "The deputy marshal has left the stronghold." "The cavalry of the old camp have been pulled out. I don't know which dock wall to attack?" "Straight bitch, the deputy marshal has a kind heart. If you open a dock wall, you can always share all the food around it. How can it be like that?  The handsome guy in our camp has seven or eight girls around him who are all fat and healthy, but we are working hard to survive. If it weren't for the fact that the old salesman was so cautious, I would have thrown myself into the old camp even if I risked my life." "  But it doesn't look like a battle, but more like a meeting. Without troops and equipment to follow, how can the cavalry attack the wall of the bird's dock? The surrounding fortresses know that there are hungry ghosts like us, and they wish they could dig trenches ten feet wide.  "With double the number of guards on the wall, how can we defeat him?" "Did Marshal Zhen come back from a distant hunt?" "Who doesn't know that Marshal Zhen always lets this deputy marshal go?"  Army, it¡¯s not the deputy marshal who makes the decision? If it weren¡¯t for the deputy marshal¡¯s authority, why would Marshal Zhen go out to hunt without saying a word?¡±  There is no food to distribute, so we can only survive on gruel to revive the Liao army. We are just trying to survive. If it weren't for the tight restraint of the commanders of each camp, I would have dispersed his mother long ago. I heard that Yanjing is nearby, although  No matter how hard it is, you can always get a bite from the Song people. " "Shut up, don't you know that our Qushuai has seventeen or eight Khitan soldiers beside him? These guys have a deep hatred for the people of Song Dynasty. If they hear you want to give up,  I'll chop off your head first." The one who came out surrounded by these military horses was naturally Yu Jiang.  He rode forward, unaware that his move would trigger so much discussion.  In his mind, there was only one thought at the moment.  "Xuanzan is finally here What is the purpose of asking me to do this job?"  The land of Yan was finally pacified, and it was not difficult to defeat the mighty remnants of the Liao people one after another. Why did they have to set up such a banner to give them another breath of life?  This thought often popped up in his mind, and Yu Jiang forced himself to suppress it.  Everything he has now is given by Xuan Zan, how can he doubt Xuan Zan's decision? Yu Jiang is a man who came out of troubled times, but his heart has never hardened.  Otherwise, I wouldn't have gotten the nickname "Yu Crotch" for being so sticky.  After leading this Liao army for a month or two, I tried my best to save a few more lives.  But he also knew that such a change in Xuan Zan would be of shocking use in the future. By then, blood might once again be smeared all over the plaster Xuan Zan is already a first-rate tycoon.  What a character Yu Jiang suppressed the flood of thoughts in his heart and rode his horse to look around.  This place where the Fu-Liao army gathered, like refugees from the Youyan border area, was filled with depression.  This depression has gathered too much, and it will burst out one day. What is it, so that this land of Youyan can never calm down.  What on earth is it that makes the creatures of this land so contemptible?  When they knew that the creatures on this land were suffering like this, and those big figures who could decide the fate of the creatures here, did they feel the slightest bit uneasy? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ??Of course he didn't know that Xiao Yan once expressed his uneasiness in the night conversation with the little mute on the way here.  But he still believed that Xiao Xuanzan's move was a last resort.  Xiao Xuanzan's move was forced Maybe when Xiao Xuanzan is strong enough, this scene will never happen again. When Yu Jiang was thinking wildly, he heard the sound of horse hoofs in front of him, but he was the one who came out earlier.  The dozen or so riders who were leading the way came rushing back.  After Xiao Yan conveyed the news that he would join the army, Yu Jiang sent out his innermost knights to meet him overnight.  Xiao Yan was about to come to visit the town, and he knew something big was going to happen. Yu Jiang really didn't dare to neglect it at all, always with his heart in his throat.  Seeing the passing knights rushing back to meet them, Yu Jiang cheered up, put aside all his random thoughts, and hurriedly rushed forward surrounded by his guards, as the dozen or so knights approached.  These knights are all the most loyal people. There used to be a hundred knights, but now there are more than two hundred. The extra ones are all based on horses, and no outsiders are used.  I saw strange expressions on the faces of the knights running towards me, and they still looked surprised.  Yu Jiang's heart couldn't help but sink. He approached the man who was busy and asked in a low voice: "What happened to Xuanzan?" The leader of the cavalry led the team shook his head: "Xuanzan is not far behind.  Let me send a message to the deputy marshal. Don¡¯t expose Xuanzan¡¯s appearance. Xuanzan is hiding in the army The person leading the team this time is Yelu It¡¯s Dashi Linya.¡± Only then did I hear the four of Dashi Linya.  Zi Yu Jiangyou never reacted. After thinking about it, his jaw almost dropped. How could Yelu Dashi, a member of the Daliao clan and a first-class Khitan hero, become a subordinate of Xuan Zan and a man in the pocket?  This time the Liao Army wanted to use the Yelu Big Stone as a signboard. No matter whether it was Zhen Liuchen or him, it was ten thousand times louder How could the Yelu Big Stone be used to declare praise?  Immediately afterwards, Yu Jiang felt chilly again, no matter how Xiao Yan obtained the Yelv Stone and used it.  Now that Xuanzan has sacrificed such a magic weapon, the Fu Liao Army may be more than just an army begging for life. As the commander-in-chief of the Fu Liao Army, Yelu Dashi, how can his reputation and appeal in the Yan region be matched by ordinary people?  This Liao army might have the ability to overturn the situation in Yan. Yu Jiang subconsciously tightened his cloak. ??????????????????????????????? Which one to praise, what do you want to do?  What happened to you that made you resort to such drastic measures?  Is it really necessary to let the Youyan land become depressed and violently break out after the chaos?  Are all subsequent changes under your control?  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~ The sound of cheers rolled up from the ruined camp, enveloped the wilderness, and shocked all directions.  In the end, it was like a wave, and a wave of continuous slaps hit the two teams of people who were joining forces. Countless heads swarmed up the wall of the village, and even more came out.  The scattered Khitan soldiers who fled, the powerful Liao people who ran away from home, all the people who became losers in this Youyan war, at this time, they were all cheering for one person. This person was naturally Yelu Dashi.  At this moment, Yelu Dashi, black armored horse, stood upright on the horse's back. Looking around, there were faint tears flashing in his eyes.  At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the days when he commanded thousands of armies and defeated powerful enemies like a torpedo.  He is the hero of the Khitan people, the hope of the Liao people, and the unparalleled hero who can save the Liao people from the end of the world. Crowds of people are rushing here, and the knights under Yu Jiang's command are scattered in all directions to prevent people from crowding too close.  The surging crowd could be heard outside. Everyone stretched out their hands towards Yelu Dashi and shouted the same name loudly: "Dashi Linya, Dashi Linya" Yelu Dashi slowly lowered his head, took off his helmet, and fiercely  He raised it in the air and made a move in all directions. The shouts suddenly became louder. If he hit the Yanshan Mountains not far away, it seemed that it could destroy the Yanshan Mountains into chaos. Xiao Yan immediately stood up.  On the side of Yelu Dashi, he hid his figure behind the tall body of Yelu Dashi. More than a dozen mink-hatted guards in messy colors guarded him firmly, watching everything around him vigilantly.  Xiao Yan's face was cold, and he seemed not to be disturbed by the scene around him at all. He just scanned everything around him with an indifferent gaze.  To reach this point, he has experienced so many lives and deaths.  Weakness and restlessness will only be revealed for a moment in front of the little mute, and he still vaguely looks like the white-collar worker he used to be.  Now that they have decided on this path, countless people have tied their wealth and lives to themselves, and they can only go on firmly.  No matter how heroic Yelu Dashi is, he will be defeated by the current situation, and he will no longer be able to protect his own people.  And everything he did was for the future people of the Song Dynasty to no longer be like the people of the Liao people in the land of Youyan today. Amidst the cheers, Yelu Dashi put on his helmet and turned to look at Xiao who was beside him.  Yan, in his eyes, there is aWith an indescribable look of anger, his eyes were shining, as if burning a black flame: "Is this what you want? Just take the land of Yan, and from now on the people of Liao will be the people of the Song Dynasty. Why do you do it for yourself?"  You want to drag them into the war because of your own power? Have you never thought that even if I die, I will never be a cover for you to bring these people from the Liao people into troubled times?"  Xiao Yan looked blank, glanced at Yelu Dashi calmly, curled his lips and said lightly: "I am from the Song Dynasty. For the sake of my country, I sacrificed some loyal ministers of the Liao people and remnants of the Khitan. What's the big deal? Dashi Linya, you  I get along in a different place, so what I do must be normal." Yelu Dashi suppressed his anger and spoke in a low voice, like swords suddenly clashing: "Go to hell with your mother, you claim to have grown up in Liaodong, and you have made such great contributions to the Song people.  You were forced out of Yanjing City to do such a trick. What kind of Song Dynasty are you? Scholars cannot be killed. A certain Yelu Dashi would rather die than harm his own people again." Xiao Yan still smiled coldly: "This  Is it miserable? What if the Jurchens went south in four years and killed nearly ten million households and tens of millions of people in the north of the Song Dynasty, leaving only 890,000 households and less than four million people? When the most prosperous civilization in the world suddenly appeared.  The middle path withered When the Han family's vitality withered from now on, a wave of foreign attacks followed from the north and south, until everything was submerged in ignorance, and hundreds of thousands of people were forced to the ends of the earth.  In the end, they all threw themselves into the sea to die At that time, it was called the sky collapsed. For this reason, I cannot fall, even if you, the people of Daliao, who are left with only the ruins of the mountains and rivers, are all stepping stones for me. As for me, I am  I'm not from the Song Dynasty. I naturally know which ethnic group's blood is flowing in my body. You don't need to doubt it, Dashi Linya" Yelu Dashi looked at Xiao Yan with bright eyes and frowned: "What on earth are you talking about?  ?¡± Xiao Yan laughed lightly and said nonchalantly: ¡°I didn¡¯t say anything If you don¡¯t want to help me, Dashi Linya, I don¡¯t care about killing all the remnants of the Liao people gathered now.  It's a very convenient thing for me. It's enough for you to show your teeth and spread the news. I don't care if you help me to the end And what I promised you at the beginning is,  It is still valid. As long as you loyally help me to the end, I will let these remnants of the Liao people in Yandi who are unwilling to surrender to the Song Dynasty go with you. It may be better to go to the military states in Yunnei to look for Yelu Yanxi. Or go somewhere and establish your throne again.  No matter Liao, I can't care about these tens of thousands of Liao people. There will definitely be damage. In the end, I will take away whatever is left for you, Dashi Linya. It's in the moment of your Dashi Linya's thoughts." Yelu Dashi looked at me with  Xiao Yan looked at each other fiercely, neither of them giving in.  The personal guards of Diao Maodu around Xiao Yan couldn't help but secretly clenched the weapons in their hands.  Yelu Dashi was certainly a hero of his lifetime, but after many hardships, how could Xiao Yan be an ordinary person?  Where the two people's eyes collided, sparks really flew. At this moment, Xiao Yan only felt that his heart was really hardened.  Maybe this is the last tempering, so that you can truly become a person of this era, so that you can truly embark on this road of trying to save the world. Which hero is not left with a lot of bones behind him?  The question is simply which nation are you a hero, and whether you are sacrificing your own nation or someone else¡¯s nation. Yelu Dashi finally withdrew his gaze and bowed his head slightly.  The form is naturally stronger than the human being. Yelu Dashi calls himself a hero and will never give up even in desperate situations.  If necessary, he would sacrifice his loyal men and his own people without hesitation.  On the other hand, he also gave up to Xiao Yan.  The person in front of me who was born out of nowhere, no matter what he has gone through, is actually more ruthless and tougher than him.  The most important thing is, if your life is better than his, just leave it like this for now, stay useful, and don't be afraid that you won't have opportunities in the future.  As for Xiao Yan, you must not let a certain Yelu Dashi seize the opportunity. He snorted coldly at Xiao Yan, turned outside, raised his hands, and pressed down slightly.  Following his move, the noisy surroundings and the surging heads of people calmed down in an instant, and countless pairs of eager eyes were cast on Yelu Dashi.  "The Song people were lucky enough to conquer Yanjing before the Liao Dynasty was destroyed. However, after this battle, the Song people were also depleted of troops and money, and they were unable to follow up. With tens of thousands of powerful troops, they could only dare to stop at Yanjing, and they could no longer advance.  We have been dealing with the Song people for more than a hundred years. If we had not been defeated by the North, how could we have given the Song people such a chance?  Conquer Yanjing and re-erect the banner of Liao?" Yelu Dashi's eyes were filled with majestic light, full of confidence: "The biggest mistake of the Song people was that they failed to kill a certain Yelu Dashi in Baigou.  River, a certain 40,000 men defeated his 150,000 men. Now the Song Huanqing Army has been completely defeated, and nearly half of the other three armies of the Western Army have been damaged. Now they only have a mere 60,000 to 70,000 troops and horses, trapped in the new army of Xiao Yan in Yanjing.  , in extreme terms, no more than ten thousand people,What happened to the economy?  As long as we cut off the food routes for the Song people, can these Song troops be trapped in Yanjing City chewing stones?  They want to come out to open up the food road, so we will go to Yanjing City to take back everything we have lost, regroup, and pack up the troops. No matter what happens in the future, a certain Yelu Dashi will guarantee that everyone has a way out We Khitans  Xi Renerlang, are our loyal people of Daliao trapped in the wilderness, without enough food and clothing, and finally let the Song people stabilize their steps, catch their breath, and hunt them down one by one like hunting animals?  Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will be a slave of the Song people from now on, working as cattle and horses for the southerners who have been defeated by us countless times, and your descendants will be slaves for generations to come?  Instead of doing this, it is better to take a chance. Even if you fail, it will only be death Isn't everyone waiting to die now?  " There was silence all around in the wilderness. Even after Xiao Yan had surrendered, the guards of the mink hats knew clearly that Yelu Dashi was just a puppet in Xuanzan's hands. At this time, they couldn't help but feel the determination in Yelu Dashi's tone, which filled the wild.  They were full of resentment, but also felt horrified. These knights with mink hats, who were personal guards and had joined the Liao army earlier, couldn't help but cast their eyes on Xiao Yan. However, they saw Xiao Yan's expression was indifferent, his lips were slightly pursed, and he was as calm as a sculpture.  Normally. Seeing everyone's gaze, Xiao Yan just smiled slightly. His eyes were moved by Yelu Dashi's words, and Yu Jiang quietly lowered his head in the crowd. He was already a true hero.  It's only half a year, and what kind of person will Xiao Xuanzan become in the future? The ruins of the Liao Kingdom, the mountains and rivers, are all in his hands.  If he wants to live, he will live, and if he wants to die, he will die? Is it the whole Song Dynasty? Yu Jiang couldn't imagine that even heroes like Yelu Dashi would surrender. Who else in the world could deal with Xiao Yan and Yelu Dashi.  The voice was still ringing: "After three days of reorganization, a certain man came out with the army. Anyone who wanted to follow them wrapped their arms with white cloth and showed their filial piety for the loss of the Liao Dynasty. Let the people of Song Dynasty know that although our family and country have perished, we are unwilling to surrender."  "After saying this, Yelu Dashi looked back, stared at Xiao Yan who looked calm, and then galloped out. Yu Jiang's subordinates and the Diao Mao Guards also followed closely, looking at Yelu Dashi to death.  Dead. And Xiao Yan was hidden in the crowd. Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves burst out like a mountain collapse and a tsunami: "Dashi Linya, we are willing to follow you."  Currently reading Chapter 13 of the second volume of Bianliang Mistakes (1), if there are any errors, please contact us in time to correct them! 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