The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

The First Champion Chapter 201

Xiao Yu's face turned blue and red, and he said loudly, "Dashi Linya, are you going to rebel? Xiangguo will pursue it, can you afford it?"

The warriors behind Yelu Dashi were filled with righteous indignation, and they would fight as soon as he gave an order.

Yelu Dashi, who was riding on the horse, had a complex expression. Compared with Xiao Fengxian, his power was very small.

When the other party said to destroy him, it was only in one thought, and he really didn't dare to offend the Prime Minister.

But now it is obvious that Xiao Fengxian is going to take bribes and betray the country. As the eighth grandson of Yelu Abaoji, Yelu Dashi naturally refuses to sit back and watch his ancestor's foundation be destroyed.

Xiao Yu was terrified in his heart, he was a little timid, and said in a good voice: "Dashi Linya, these were given to Xiangguo by King Xiao from the recruiting department of the Northwest Road, you should let the road go, I guarantee that after returning to Shangjing , never mention it."

Yelu Dashi's heart was ashamed, and his complexion was pale. This Xiao Yu deliberately mentioned the Northwest Recruitment Department, which was the headquarters of Xiao Fengxian's younger brother Xiao Sixian.

That is to say, once he makes trouble, hundreds of thousands of troops will come and trample people like himself into flesh.

Yelu's family's foundation has been ruined like this, and his clan can't do anything about it, Yelu Dashi sighed and waved his hands.

The warriors under him obeyed and scattered one after another, letting the Song people and the carriage pass by.

After the convoy had all passed, Xiao Yu sneered and left with the convoy.

Yelu Dashi only felt a tightness in his chest, making it hard to breathe. His eyes were closed tightly, and the surrounding warriors were silent, staring at his master.

Suddenly Yelu Dashi waved his hand, and everyone crossed the bridge. Yelu Dashi, who came over last, looked at the back of the far away convoy, and his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

Before the negotiation started, the people of Song Dynasty had already sent dozens of carts of treasure to Khitan. How can we talk about this?

Yelu Dashi, who was extremely angry, suddenly let out a roar of tigers, and all the warriors around were excited, eager to follow this domineering man immediately and rush back to kill all the people in the convoy!

Yelu Dashi snatched the big ax from his subordinates, and slashed wildly with his horse. After a while, sawdust flew, and this important ferry bridge on the Yellow River fell into the rushing river with a bang.

The number one scholar in both civil and military affairs, the last God of War in Khitan, really deserves his reputation!

All the warriors present felt the indignation in the master's heart, and all of them looked solemn, without saying a word.

The dust and sand on the West Jing Road in Daliao covered the sky and the sun, and the Song people in the carriage were all generals of the Western Army, and the roar of Yelu Dashi could be heard from a long distance away.

"It's a pity, it's a man!"

"If this Khitan is Han'er, I would like to follow such a person."

At this time in Xiazhou, Yang Lin was taking the people from Kelie Department to tour the bustling urban area of ​​Xiazhou.

The mountains of supplies made Huer's mouth water. The things here can be taken to the Mongolian grasslands, and they are all in short supply worth fighting.

Yang Lin smiled and said: "How about it, we must keep the tea-horse trade road! This is very important to you. The cold wind in the grassland is fierce, and there will be a murderous wind in autumn! If there is no food, how can we survive? .”

Hu'erzha nodded and said: "Yang Shaozai's words are true. This time we negotiate with the Khitan people, we, the Kelie Department, will listen to Yang Shaozai."

Yang Lin thought to himself, this is because we have the same interests, and he still listens to me.

He said with a smile: "I am very willing to exchange these materials with you, but to be honest, there are not so many goods we need in the Mongolian grasslands to exchange these materials."

Hu Erzha's already red face deepened his eyes. The Song people in front of him said it well. Apart from war horses and animal skins, there is nothing else the Han people need in Mongolia. Especially after they wiped out Xixia, they don't lack these things. .But the supplies of the Han people are all the Mongols dream of.

Seeing his embarrassment, Yang Lin smiled and said, "However, I am very willing to send a group of soldiers from Mongolia as mercenaries of Song Dynasty."

"mercenary?"

"That's right, it's the warriors of your tribe who come to the Song Dynasty to fight for us, and they can exchange for the supplies that have been piled up like a mountain."

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Suddenly, Zha's eyes brightened, human life in the grassland is worthless, even if it is killing each other, countless young and strong people will be consumed.

If transporting soldiers can be exchanged for snow-white rice, shining sharp knives, tea leaves, iron pots, salt, and porcelain, then he believes that his brother will be very willing.

Yang Lin continued to be persuasive, and said: "Moreover, I can clearly guarantee that these people will not be used against any of your Mongolian tribes."

Hu Erzha agreed on behalf of his elder brother, and both parties were very happy. The Qinlong area has been fighting for 100 years, and there are widow villages everywhere, and there is a serious shortage of young and strong.

Although there are Hengshan Qiang joining now, there is still a lack of a large number of soldiers. Yang Lin recruited all soldiers who are proficient in cavalry and archery. In this season when the Western Army is forming a large-scale training cavalry, it will definitely reap miraculous results.

The generals of the Western Army, especially Zhong Shidao, nodded and smiled frequently, this backer recognized it as worthwhile!

Fang Dang's Bie Shi Yeli and Mi Qin's Zhu Kongge secretly admired Yang Lin behind him. This Song official is very different from other civil officials. He is very pragmatic and shrewd, and he is a reliable backer.

They have long dedicated the most beautiful girls in the clan to this young official. Although they are not as beautiful as Suyina from the Xifeng clan, they are also one of the most beautiful girls among the Qiang people.

Yang Lin walked to one end of the warehouse and said with a smile: "The envoys of Khitan, at least half a month's journey away from here, I will take you to visit other states and counties. , Virtue is the world, and from now on, the Kelei Department will be our friends of the Song Dynasty, and you are welcome to come here at any time."

Hu Erzha asked with infinite fascination in his eyes: "Yang Shaozai, I heard that there is another Bianliang City in the east, which is hundreds of times more prosperous than this place. I wonder if there is a chance to go and see it."

"Haha, it's easy to say, wait until this year's New Year's Day, my emperor's big celebration, when all nations will come to the court. You are welcome to send someone from the Klei Department alone."

Yang Lin didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement. The Kelei Department is a part of Khitan, and the Khitan Emperor will also celebrate New Year's Day. When the time comes, let's see if the Kelei Department dares to send people from both sides.

You must know that the coming of all nations to the court is the etiquette of the vassal state to the suzerain state.

If the Kelie Department dared to send people to Bianliang City to celebrate, the Khitan would definitely not tolerate it. This is already a blatant betrayal.

The Ministry of Kret may not know these etiquettes, but there will be a Khitan mission on that day, and we must arrange for them to meet at that time

Huerzha was very excited. Even in the grasslands, he often heard about the richness and romance of Bianliang. It is a fairyland on earth, extremely rich.

Looking at the bright sky in the distance, Yang Lin was in a good mood and was very interested. He smiled and said, "Let's take a stroll around while it's still early, let's go to Youzhou first!"

The Xifeng clan, the most powerful of the Hengshan Qiang, has become more honest since he was appointed to preside over the sacrifice and received the golden sheep bestowed by the emperor of the Song Dynasty.

They were assigned to Youzhou, the smallest state. From the patriarch Su Keye to the Qiang people at the bottom, they were all very dissatisfied.

Outside Youzhou City, Su Yina was sitting on a rock, holding a snow-white lamb in her arms.

Her big beautiful eyes are often filled with sadness recently, this kind of charming charm makes the young Qiang people who are already obsessed with her beauty even more maddened.

The slender but slightly callused fingers are the sequelae of her bow and arrow shooting all the year round, stroking the soft lamb in her arms, charming and sad.

Not far away, a Qiang man was wearing a suit of armor, setting off his heroic figure, staring at the girl with piercing tiger eyes.

"Ina!" the man yelled, with love in his voice.

Suina bit her lower lip, her pale pretty face was bloodless, and her five pale knuckles were tightly clutching the corners of her skirt.

"How did you come?"

Suina's tone was a little unnatural. This young man was one of her many admirers. In the past, Suyina bossed him around, and a little smile was a great gift, enough for him to be happy for several days.

The transformation of the beauty made Helian Hanhai, the young patriarch from the Fei Ting family, very excited. He thought that his warmth had finally melted this iceberg and that he was about to embrace the beauty.