Han Shizu

Chapter 77
In the tent, although the layout is simple, it is very neat and organized.Feng Dao was sitting behind the desk, his eyes closed, his face was calm, and with his gray beard and hair, he really had a feeling of "immortal style".

"Feng Xiang, you have to stand up and say something. If this continues, not only will tens of thousands of Han family members in the army die under the fortified city, but the soldiers and civilians in Anyang City will inevitably be destroyed together with the city." Li Song, the Privy Councillor Looking at Feng Dao who was sitting down, he said earnestly.

Unfortunately, I couldn't get Feng Dao's response.

"Did you just watch the soldiers die innocently?" Li Song's tone was already filled with anger.

Feng Dao finally opened his eyes, shook his head and said, "The Emperor Liao was very terrified of surrendering soldiers from the previous dynasty, and he wanted to slaughter them in the first place. Emperor Liao, the hostility is very heavy, how can a subordinate minister like you and me be able to dissuade him. If you speak rashly, it will only make him feel that we have different intentions and cause trouble."

Feng Dao's remarks can be considered earnest and sincere, frankly speaking, and at the same time, it is also a warning.But Li Song obviously couldn't accept it, and said: "In Tokyo, you also worked with Zhao Yanshou to protect the subjects. Why is it now—"

"This time, that time!" Feng Dao sighed and interrupted him.

"Is Xianggong afraid?" Li Song blurted out, a little rude, but after speaking, he felt remorse.

Feng Dao glanced at Li Song, but he was not angry, his eyes were very calm, and he said softly: "Li Gong, now you and I are both surrendered to the country, leaving home, and you can't protect yourself, so there will be no more troubles."

"Also, although you and I have been placed in a high position by Emperor Liao, it is not easy to communicate in private, and it is true."

Feng Dao chased people away, and Li Song didn't have the face to continue to stay. Seeing the old fox closed his eyes again, he left reluctantly.

After Li Song was out of the tent, Feng Dao opened his eyes again, with a little inexplicable sadness in his expression, and murmured: "If you can persuade, how can this old man be stingy. Yes, why did you come to me?"

"Your Majesty, it's just that those Jin troops surrendered. They are not of the same mind as Daliao. But the soldiers of Yan are all loyal soldiers. They went south with Your Majesty to destroy Jin, without credit or hard work. So disrespectful to the soldiers, Your Majesty How dare you." In the tent, Zhao Yanshou dared to persuade him emotionally.

Since the emperor's dream was broken, Zhao Yanshou has been unhappy. With the reduction of his powers, Yelu Deguang is estranged and almost suffocated.

This time, it was also his old ministry, and he begged to come to him.In fact, if it was a normal siege, even if there was a loss, the Yan soldiers would not have much complaints.It's just that recently, the Khitan people's attitude of rejection has been too obvious since the beginning of Yelude.

Facing the request of the old department, Zhao Yanshou suddenly realized that he still had some prestige.After careful consideration, he decided to ask for his life for Yan Bing. He had some expectations in his heart. This was his chance to recover.

However, Zhao Yanshou fully understood that military power was the most important thing, whether in the southern or northern countries.For him, it is worth relying on, and it must belong to the Yanbing.

Although Zhao Yanshou fell out of favor, his status was still there, and Yelu Deguang treated him with courtesy.Although he was annoyed, he kept a reserved smile on his face, and said lightly: "If Yan Bing is credible, and Luzhou was defeated, why did he take refuge in Hedong and be willing to be used by Liu Zhiyuan?"

"Your Majesty! The defeat of Luzhou means that the generals are ineffective in leading the battle, so what do they have to do with ordinary soldiers? They are nothing but Gou Quanyi. How can this person be blamed for this?" Zhao Yanshou retorted a little angrily: "Si Tai Since the ancestors fought in the South and the North, are there still few examples of the Khitan tribesmen who were defeated and surrendered to the enemy?"

"King Yan, what do you mean!" Yelu Deguang didn't speak when Yelu Ruan, the king of Yongkang who was also in the tent, suddenly interrupted Zhao Yanshou and stared at him coldly, as if killing intent.

Seeing this, Zhao Yanshou was horrified, realizing that he was a little "forgotten", and he didn't choose what to say.Noticing the gloomy eyes flashing in Yelu Deguang's eyes, he immediately changed his words: "I have no other intentions. It's just that Your Majesty, you have owned the land of Youyan for ten years, and the people of Yan are His Majesty's subjects. The families of your bloody warriors are also in Yandi, how could you betray lightly, they are different from Jin soldiers after all!"

Seeing Zhao Yanshou's sincere words, Yelu Deguang had a serious expression on his face, thought for a moment, got up and helped him: "If it wasn't for King Yan, I would have caused a big disaster."

After saying that, he took a few steps in the tent and said in a deep voice, "It's been too long since I have stationed troops under the city!"

"Wish!"

"Yes!" Yelu Ruan responded immediately upon hearing the call.

"You unite your troops, attack with all your strength, and within half a day, destroy this city!" Yelu Deguang's mouth curled into a stern expression: "I want Anyang, the city will fall and people will perish!"

"Yes!" Yelu Ruan replied succinctly.

"Then Liu's child, hasn't there been any movement yet?"

"No."

"Let Barry stare at me, if he dares to come, kill him!"

The head of Anyang City was stained with filth everywhere, and the smell of blood was filled with mourning. Behind the parapet, the few guards almost all showed despair.

Surrender, have surrendered more than once.Even if they put down their weapons, they will face the ruthless slaughter of the Liao army without mercy, and release the city to the opponent, and the Liao battalion will retreat again.One to two, repeated several times.

"Khitan people, it's hard for me to die!" Leaning against a wall, Liang Hui sighed, very desolate.

At this time, Liang Hui was in a state of embarrassment, his white face was covered with dust stains, and there were knife marks on his armor, stained with blood.A pair of eyes, bloodshot, looked around, full of misery, and his mind was full of regret.

He really regretted, watching the soldiers die under his eyes, many of them were old brothers who had followed for many years and accumulated strength for many years.

"If I had known this earlier, I should have gone to Lin Lu together on the same day."

"After staying, the enemy army is coming again!" A terrified voice of a small school came from beside him.

When Liang Hui heard the words, he suddenly cheered up, got up and looked down at the city.This time, the Khitan soldiers and horses were also dispatched. Seeing the densely advancing Liao army, Liang Hui suddenly filled with pride and screamed: "Brothers, since Hu Kou doesn't want us to live, then It's even harder for them!"

For a while, bloody bravery had a little effect, but the huge disparity in strength was irreparable. When the Liao army did not want to entangle and really exerted its strength, Anyang City was defeated in a battle.

The guards were all beheaded and the city was taken. The Liao army still did not give up, swung their swords and trampled them with iron hooves, and set their targets on other people in the city.

Soon, amidst the shrill screams, a thick blood color spread across Anyang City.
　Thanks to book friend Zi Ziyou, who occasionally laughs and rewards for support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)