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The First Champion Chapter 468

Yao Pingzhong's face was gloomy, and no one would be happy if he was cheated in such a way.

A good city, you can leave as soon as you go, you have to let the golden soldiers in, use your allies as bait for your escape to the west.

Yelu Dashi is such a plan to drive away tigers and wolves. One day, I, Yao Pingzhong, will definitely ask for an explanation.

"Zong Lie, you go to the south gate, and your soldiers and horses are scattered in the alley. You have to fight separately, but you can't be too far away from us. Take care of each other and support each other."

Zhong Lie is the son of the Zhongshi and the disciple of the general of the Western Army. He nodded his head when he heard the words, and led the Zhong family army to separate and leave with his subordinates.

Yao Pingzhong looked at the fire all over the city, but his heart became more calm, the more the natural generals came to this time, the more stable they were in danger.

It's like Yang Lin, who holds a hundred thousand soldiers and horses in his hand, and goes to fight three thousand bandits, and his face is red with excitement, and his heart is like a drum.

In the final analysis, they are all talents, not everyone is Han Xin, otherwise there would not be so many generals who have shined through the ages.

The darker the night, the brighter the stars. It is the countless mediocre generals that 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 such famous generals.

Leaving aside Yue Fei who grew up a few years later, that is an unexplainable case, that is, Zong Ze, Liu Qi, Han Shizhong, Wu Jie, Wang Zhi, Yao Pingzhong, etc.

Their careers as generals are also brilliant enough to shine through the ages.

Most of these people are low-level generals who are depressed and get up. When the big waves come, they are pushed to the stage where the waves are the cusp, to show what they can.

And their opponent, the most evil first generation of the Jurchen clan, is also a genuine warrior like Yun Ruyun.

Today's Yunzhou is the main battlefield where the two nations will inevitably collide when they rise.

The winner is the strongest in the world.

In Wanyan Agu's tent, a Khitan general was covered in blood, but he refused to kneel down.

"Your Majesty, this is Xiao Yixue, the Commander of Liao Dogs!"

Xiao Yixue is a Liao general, almost all the Jurchens know him, and the generals can't help but feel elated when they hear this.

Agu laughed and said: "Xiao Dutong, Daliao is dead, tell me, where is Yelu Dashi?"

Xiao Yixue spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and his eyes opened in vain on his ferocious face, his eyes were about to split apart, full of fanatical emotions, and he suddenly laughed: "Daliao is not dead haha, Daliao is not dead."

"This Liao dog is crazy, Father, kill him." Wanyan Zongbi drew out his scimitar and was about to step forward to kill him.

Even the princes of Daliao, they killed quite a few, and they would not pay attention to this one who was captured at the end of the road.

Wanyan Zonghan pressed his hand, Zong Bi scolded: "Zong Han, how dare you stop me?"

"The whereabouts of Yelu Dashi is unknown, and the Liao people opened the city in a strange way. If you don't interrogate him, why do you want to kill him? If you kill him, who shall we ask?"

A Guda nodded and said, "Zong Han is right."

Wanyan Zongbi snorted coldly, glared at Zong Han bitterly, and then retreated.Within the Jurchen clan, internal fighting had already begun. If Wanyan Aguda hadn't raised troops earlier than in history, they would have already started killing each other.Now that there is an emperor with sufficient prestige, Aguda, he can still suppress these brutal men.It's just that Wanyan Wu Qimai died earlier than in history. After Aguda's death, without Wu Qimai, a powerful figure, it would be another bloody internal strife.

"If Yelu Dashi is willing to come out and surrender, I am willing to make him the king of Liao." After A Guda said this, there was a commotion in the tent, but Zong Han secretly gave the emperor a thumbs up.

It can be said that it is a very clever coup to give Yelu Dashi a nameless Liao king. I don't know how many Liao people will avoid resistance.

Xiao Yixue sighed, and said: "Now that the matter has come to an end, let me just say it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Jurchen relaxed a little, and saw the wounded Liao general, with his hands behind his back, slamming into Wanyan Aguda desperately.

No one stopped him, and when he came to Aguda, he punched him on the shoulder, causing great pain, which seemed to be accompanied by the sound of cracking.After Xiao Yixue fell to the ground, his fingers were trembling, and he wanted to reach forward, but Wanyan Agu kicked and stepped on the back of his hand.

Black blood spurted out of his mouth continuously, Xiao Yixue was still wriggling, wanting to step forward.

A Guda stood up and said: "If all the Liao people are like this, when will our Jurchen be able to stand up and pull him out and behead him. It's getting late tonight, in order to prevent the Liao people from cheating, after the army enters the city, first occupy the city wall, tomorrow Let the whole army enter the city."

His voice was loud, and after he finished speaking, there was silence in the tent, and a low trembling voice came.

"Daliao is not dead."

Chapter 531 Let's Fight

The fire burned all night, and the city of Datong was filled with smoke in the early morning.

Many Liao people who escaped by chance took to the streets, some lost their homes, and sat on the ground helplessly hugging each other, waiting for an unknown fate;

Some people sighed, walked around, busy with work, and didn't know what they were going to do;

Some people cried loudly, "Daliao is dead, Daliao is dead, and I was still a Liao person when I died, not a Jurchen docile citizen." After saying that, they hit the wall and died

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There are so many people floating around, and there are all kinds of people, and soon the Jurchens took over the neighborhood.

Several tall horses, carrying heavily armored Jurchen cavalry, stepped on the stone road in Datong.

The street was silent, the sound of horseshoes was particularly loud, and pairs of eyes were staring at them, steadfastly staring at them, refusing to move.

The Liao people who were near the middle of the street retreated to the side of the road to make way for the Jurchens.

The Jinren had already learned of Yelu Dashi's plan from the Liao soldiers' captives, and Wanyan Aguda was not going to pursue it far away, and Yunnei was the focus of the current competition.

Nanzheng failed to capture Youyan last year, but now he must capture Yunnei, otherwise he will lose his innate advantage in the future confrontation with Song Dynasty.

As for Yelu Dashi who fled to the west, he has lost even the foundation of his ancestors, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Wanyan Aguda ordered that the Liao people in Datong City should not be massacred, at least not before they were fully controlled.

The Jurchen Tartars rode their horses and walked slowly through every street, not without pride in their hearts.

In just three years, the last territory of Daliao will also fall into the hands of our Jurchens.

The leading general was not at all wary, and stared coldly at the Liao people everywhere on the ground, and his heart was about to overflow with joy.

Datong in midsummer was a bit hot even in the early morning. This Jurchen general took off his helmet and his braids hung down. He was the sixth son of Aguda, Wanyan Zongjun.

He looked at these kneeling Liao people as if he was looking at a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Behind him, the Liao people descending into the city also looked at him with complicated eyes.

The Jurchen Tartars began to gather their war horses, please seize them, and slowly all poured into Datong City.

Suddenly, Wanyan Zongjun saw a Liao people's flag that was trampled and stained with blood, with a vivid flying tiger logo on it.

He gently picked it up with the tip of the knife, then held it in his hand, watching under the sun, his face was full of madness.

A sharp arrow stopped suddenly and shot through the throat!Immediately afterwards, countless arrows shot towards him.

Zong Juan fell off the horse, his head and neck looked like a hedgehog, bleeding profusely, his eyes widened, and he died.