Became a feudal lord in the late Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 117 The great sword of the imperial city shakes the dragon bed

"Did all the Xia men die in Huaizhou?"

Han Shizhong picked up a handful of thatch and tied it carefully. Several soldiers nearby looked at each other, and one of them laughed and said, "I heard about something before when I was in Yandi."

"More than twenty years ago, I heard that the Xia people had a queen mother who ruled the court and frequently had conflicts with the Liao and Song Dynasties. As a result, the emperor of the Liao Kingdom sent an envoy to go directly to the Xia Kingdom and poison the queen mother to death. , return the power to the former little emperor."

When Han Shizhong heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head, not knowing how to evaluate it.

"General, the Xia people's envoys have sent so many grains and women, why does the commander-in-chief take people to Xingqing Mansion in person? Isn't it dangerous?"

Han Shizhong knew what Liu Ling was thinking, but if he explained it carefully to these soldiers, he would find it troublesome, so he had to say: "The commander-in-chief naturally has his reasons for doing this."

"General, why don't we go along?"

Entering the enemy's capital as a conqueror was definitely a great honor for Qiu Ba. Most people thought that their army could enter Xingqing Mansion to plunder, so when Han Shizhong's troops were left west of Huaizhou, many people complained.

In this regard, the thoughts of the Han people of Yan and the soldiers of Khitan and other tribes are actually similar.

Only Han Shizhong, an authentic Han Chinese, would be sincerely proud of his commander when he looked up at the towering mountains in the distance.

There is an endless mountain range to the west of Huaizhou, which has become a natural barrier to the west of Xingqing Mansion.

The name of the mountain is Helan.

October 25th.

Sunny, windy, sandy.

The Xia people's sentry riders kept passing news back, and the passes were opened one after another. The Xia people's vital points were completely open to Liu Ling at this moment, like a delicate little lady, wearing only a piece of obscene clothing, there was a kind of The temptation of holding the pipa with half-covered face makes people want to tear it to pieces completely, and then suppress it and ravage it wantonly.

When a large number of grain trucks and women were escorted out of the city, the Xia soldiers felt humiliated and rose up to resist. However, as long as the leaders and dignitaries did not move, the soldiers below who dared to cause trouble were almost all unarmored peasant soldiers.

Liu Ling led the Zhenyuan Army along the way, looting, burning and killing, and captured many horses. In addition, the Shun Army Division in the right wing later sent a group of military horses over. Liu Ling chipped in and collected three thousand. The pomp of the iron cavalry.

Heavy armor, horse armor, lances, sabers, bows and arrows were all equipped as much as possible.

The more than a thousand serious heavy cavalrymen that Liu Ling initially raised were even treated as one man and two horses.

When three thousand cavalry appeared outside the city, the nobles of the Xia Kingdom on the top of the city seemed to feel that a beast with its fangs exposed was sniffing their throats.

Outside the Xia Kingdom's capital, more than 10,000 low-level soldiers suddenly made a noise. Led by a few generals who were "loyal to Da Xia," they turned their backs to the capital and faced the three thousand Zhenyuan Army cavalry.

The leader was a member of the Li clan who was over forty years old. He could have remained silent and drifted with the crowd. Although the emperor's position is not his turn, he can follow others to reap the benefits.

But when the country was in crisis, he stood up resolutely.

"Presumptuous! Rebel!"

Queen Yelu stood on the top of the city, looking at the Xia soldiers who were supposed to be restrained in the military camp by her orders, with deep anger and a little helplessness in her eyes.

She knew the specific strength of the Zhenyuan Army, and according to the report of the sentry cavalry, she also knew that the Zhenyuan Army cavalry outside the city was only worth three thousand at the moment.

Three thousand, more than ten thousand?

"Brother Weiming, the soldiers can't hold themselves back any longer."

The speakers were two Xia generals. After listening to the reports returned by the sentries, they did not immediately send troops to respond to their comrades.

The old general named Weiming looked calm. He took a sip of tea and said calmly: "If you can't hold it back, you have to hold it down."

The middle-aged man in front of him frowned slightly, and then said in a deep voice: "As long as the Zhenyuan Army retreats even a little bit, I will lead the army to attack immediately."

The old general Wei Ming drank tea in silence, neither objecting nor agreeing.

"Report!"

"The left army's camp roared outside the Xia people's city. Some soldiers rushed out and formed a formation against our army!"

"There was a rebellion in a camp outside the capital city of the Xia people. The general led his troops and rushed out of the camp, intending to fight with our army!"

"Report!"

The sound of military reports came, as if more than 100,000 Xia troops from Xingqing Mansion had surrounded themselves and were ready to catch turtles in the jar.
  Liu Ling listened to the report of the sentry cavalry, and based on the information from all over the place, he estimated that the number of rebel Xia soldiers was no more than 10,000, and there were almost no leaders among them who led the army to join. It was just a few middle-level generals who organized themselves spontaneously.

This is normal.

The capital of Xia Kingdom was silent. The city was filled with nobles and generals. The former looked ugly. After all, they were already leading the way, and the negotiations with the Zhenyuan Army had reached the final step. If the Zhenyuan Army’s commander-in-chief Zhan Zhan If you die here, it will become a big joke.

However, people have good intentions after all. As Xia people, they didn't know whether they should want Liu Ling to win or lose at this moment.

After all, what they are best at is closing their eyes and waiting for the results.

Everyone was like them, waiting for the result. The soldiers and horses of the Xia people in the right wing towards Shun Junsi were on the other side of the capital. For some reason, they did not take the initiative to send reinforcements at this moment.

The wind rolled the dust and blew away the flags over and over again.

More than 10,000 Xia rebels began to march at this moment. The few generals who encouraged the soldiers to revolt were well aware of the shortcomings of their own soldiers. In addition, many people in this army were not soldiers in the same battalion, and their orders were inconsistent. There was not much command at all, but a direction was given to the officers, big and small, so that they could rush forward with their troops.

The shouts of more than 10,000 people were almost earth-shattering.

"You, control the Chinese army." Liu Ling said.

Zhao Heshou nodded silently. He knew that he only had his left hand and could not do much. When Liu Ling was about to ride away, Zhao Heshou drew a knife with his left hand and pointed it at the sky. He shouted loudly: "Our army will be victorious!"

"Wan Sheng!"

The turbulent sound spread among the Zhenyuan Army's cavalry array. The heavy armored cavalry in the front row began to untie their spears and horses, and their blades flashed with cold light.

"Wan Sheng!"

Horse hooves kicked up the dust, the roars of the messenger cavalry sounded everywhere, countless arrays began to move slowly, and the Zhenyuan Army's command flags were spread out on the battlefield.

"Wan Sheng!"

The war drums sounded loudly. Liu Ling put on his pocket and looked ahead through the small hole in the pocket. Above his head, the commander of the army was joining the formation of the front troops who were about to charge. Liu Ling tightened his grip on his horse, made a fist with his left hand and hammered it hard on his chest armor, and roared together with the surrounding cavalry.

Three thousand armored cavalry collided head-on with more than 10,000 Xia Army infantry. In the hearts of others, there seemed to be a heavy impact.

Waves of exclamations suddenly erupted from the top of the city. Queen Yelu's hands hidden in her sleeves tightened, and her eyes couldn't help but trace the location of the large banner.

The old general Wei Ming put down his tea cup. He stood on the arrow tower of the military camp and stared blankly in the direction of the battlefield. His hands clenched the railing so hard that a few veins were exposed. After looking at it for a moment, he lowered his head slumped.

The clash of armor and the sound of horse hooves formed a strange rhythm. The rebel Xia army initially occupied most of the battlefield. The Zhenyuan Army cavalry were armored cavalry armed to the teeth. The opposite side was just a group of unarmored peasant soldiers, and even the defensive cavalry assault array. There are not many spear troops.

Most of the Xia soldiers carried shields and short swords, and had no armor on their bodies.

They were brave because when the country was humiliated, these soldiers dared to abandon everything, resist their superiors, and organize themselves spontaneously, just to fight the enemy troops who invaded their country.

But when the front row of Zhenyuan Army cavalry ran directly into their formation, the sky above Xia Zu suddenly dimmed, and the screams of their comrades could be heard everywhere.

The Mongolian army has a very famous tactics, which is to use the mobility of the horse archers to continuously fire arrows, and after the enemy's infantry formation has collapsed, they can charge and pursue them again.

The tightly defended infantry formation was enough to make the cavalry who dared to attack it pay a heavy price.

The same is true on the battlefield in front of us. The Xia army was fully deployed and occupied most of the battlefield. The leading generals hoped to form a deep infantry formation to continuously wear down the impact of the Zhenyuan Army's cavalry, and then encircle and kill them.

But they have a serious lack of understanding of the combat effectiveness of their soldiers.

The Xia people have always been known as the strong folk customs, but if this is all that is left, the people of Yan will tell them what the real strong folk customs mean.

The commander's large banner followed the army and cut through the Xia people's front army, followed by the middle army and the rear army.

There was another exclamation on the top of the city, and many people were so frightened that they crawled down the city, because only the more than 10,000 Xia troops were blocking the city wall, and the Zhenyuan Army cavalry killed through the formation of more than 10,000 people. Naturally, we arrived in front of the city wall.

Liu Ling saw the city wall through the small hole, and he knew that he was already riding his horse and standing outside the Xia capital.

He seemed to see the frightened eyes of those Xia people and nobles.

So in front of them, Liu Ling shouted the order, and the order was passed on again. The cavalry, whose chest armor and horses were already stained with blood, turned their horses, backed up the Xia capital, and rushed into the battlefield again.

Queen Yelu saw a Xia soldier cut off his entire arm by a Zhenyuan Army cavalry who passed by. She stood there stunned for a moment, opening her mouth as if to wail, but then another Zhenyuan Army cavalry came directly with his long sword. The spear pierced his chest and raised his whole body.

She shivered involuntarily.

As soon as the war drums sounded, the two armies began to clash without any excuses.

Then, like a sharp knife cutting flesh, the battlefield was torn from the middle, and the Xia army was directly divided into two sections. The Zhenyuan Army cavalry turned around and charged again, and the Xia army was divided into four sections, until the battlefield was covered with corpses and broken flags, and there was no more A Xia army banner that can be erected. After these two battles, the Zhenyuan Army looked at the dead and living Xia people around them with fierce eyes.

A bunch of trash.

Why are you dissatisfied?
  Why do you still dare to resist?
  In the shadow cast by the Zhenyuan Army banner, it seemed as if a giant beast slowly opened its eyes, revealing endless rage.

Liu Ling spurred his horse and turned around. He took off his bag and saw the Xia people's city completely for the first time.

So shabby.

This is the first thought.

Although the capital of the Song Dynasty has an exaggerated temperament, it is undeniable that it is indeed worthy of the management of the Song people. The entire city is truly magnificent.

The roar of "Wansheng" came straight towards the city. Queen Yelu calmed down and said in a hoarse voice: "Open the city gate."

It is not that there are no corpses of the Zhenyuan Army on the battlefield.

After the more than 10,000 rebel Xia troops were crushed into flesh and blood by the iron cavalry of the Zhenyuan Army, some of the Zhenyuan soldiers jumped off their horses, untied the armor from their fallen comrades, then held the corpses in their arms and mounted again.

When they looked around with sharp red eyes, the generals of the Xia Army who had originally thought that the Zhenyuan Army cavalry must have lost strength after just one kill, suddenly lost their thoughts.

The gate of the capital slowly opened in front of them.

The guard of the city gate tremblingly led a small group of soldiers to kneel at the city gate. The sound of horse hooves kept passing by him, but the guard who was originally passionate about leaving the city to fight with the Zhenyuan army was extremely lucky that he was weak at the critical moment. .

Now, all he could do was kneel at the city gate and keep raising his butt.

Queen Yelu looked at the Zhenyuan Army cavalry team that entered the city without any courtesy at all. She pursed her lips and motioned to her attendants to take her there.

On October 25, the sixth year of Xuanhe,

Xia Kingdom,

There is a strong wind outside the capital, and the wind comes from the west of Yan.

"boom."

The armor directly hit the ground. Liu Ling's armor was slowly untied by the palace maids, and it fell on the ground of the palace, making a dull sound. After untying the armor, the two palace ladies had a lot of blood on their hands. Face backed away in fear.

Queen Yelu sat on her knees behind the dragon case, looking at the man coldly. Liu Ling didn't bother to be polite, he simply regarded this place as his own home, and motioned to the maid next to him to bring him an embroidered pillar to sit on.

Yelu Nanxian told her subjects that the king of the country, Li Qianshun, killed the prince, which was ruthless and unjust, but how could she not know whose hands her son Li Renai died in?

The man and his army.

But when the hatred surged, the scene of more than ten thousand troops outside the city being brutally torn apart by Zhenyuan Army cavalry over and over again suddenly appeared in her mind. Queen Yelu closed her eyes, and when she opened them, she barely smiled.

"In terms of relatives, I should be your aunt."

Liu Ling married Princess Yelu Yuliyan of Liao Kingdom, which was basically known to all countries. Queen Yelu would naturally quickly pick up this relationship and use it.

But under her gaze, Liu Ling shook his head slightly and said: "The Queen."

Yelu Nanxian narrowed his eyes.

"We agreed to surrender, but you suddenly came out like this outside the city. I need you to give me an explanation, Commander."

"You want to explain to me?" Yelu Nanxian's chest heaved heavily.

Liu Ling looked at her without saying anything, and even had a smile on his lips.

Yelu Nanxian immediately said: "The generals below are all causing trouble on their own, and I have never heard of it before."

"Never heard it before?" Under her gaze, Liu Ling picked out his ears with his little finger, then raised them up and blew lightly.

"We are all adults, and we have spoken before our minds."

"It really has nothing to do with me!"

Liu Ling stood up and came to Yelu Nanxian. She felt the ferocious momentum coming towards her face. Her body immediately tensed up and she lowered her head subconsciously.

"In the battle outside the capital, more than 200 of my soldiers were killed or injured this time. No matter which one of them it was, even if your Xia Kingdom exchanged a thousand men for one of mine, I can't tolerate it."

Yelu Nanxian's breathing became faster and he said, "I can give you women, money and money as compensation."

"Oh?"

Liu Ling bent over slightly, reached out and pinched her chin, using a slight force to force her to look up at him, feeling the delicate touch, and clicked her tongue, before looking into those shy and annoyed eyes.

To be honest, Yelu Nanxian was only in her thirties at this time. Although she had entered "middle age" in ancient times, she held a high position as a queen. Before this year, she was quite favored by Li Qianshun, so she was well-maintained. The charm of a woman seems to flow out from her body, and her every move is swaying with charm.

Liu Ling thought of Li Qingzhao.

Yi An is in her early forties, and her face is still relatively thin and beautiful, but the traces of time on her body can also be clearly seen, and she looks like she has begun to age.

In terms of appearance, they are indeed incomparable. In terms of temperament, one is Chuchen and the other is charming and enchanting. I still prefer the latter.

"Liu Liugong, please respect yourself." Yelu Nanxian endured the anger in his heart and said coldly.

"What if I don't?"

"It's not like there are no soldiers guarding the palace, my palace."

"With three thousand armors in the city, I can't massacre the capital of Xia Kingdom. I can still massacre your entire imperial city."

"What exactly do you want?" When she heard the word "City Massacre", Queen Yelu immediately put aside all her reservations and dissatisfaction. She once again thought of the bloody scene outside the city and clenched her hands slightly.

One of the reasons why many Xia Kingdom dignitaries and leaders, as well as the supervisors and military leaders, are not very willing to resist is that there is a one or two-year-old prince in the palace. Compared with Li Qianshun, the former is obviously better to control. .

Liu Ling could shout harshly that he would overturn the table if he disobeyed, and he would still have a chance of escaping with his troops.

But Yelu Nanxian will definitely die. If the young prince also dies, the Xia Kingdom will definitely be in chaos.

She didn't really have a choice.

"Is there a noble concubine in the palace?"

"No!"

Queen Yelu almost shouted out. She is a woman who is very good at running a household. Not only did she get along with Li Qianshun before, but she also had a relatively good relationship with other concubines in the harem, and indeed they had a good relationship.

Liu Ling chuckled, faced Queen Yelu's last stubborn gaze, leaned into his ear, and whispered mercilessly: "I have two women named Yelu in my family, and I don't mind having one more."

"I." Queen Yelu's chest kept rising and falling, and her hands clenched into fists again and again, but when she met Liu Ling's gaze, she trembled, and finally did not dare to say anything more.

"Everyone in the palace is welcome except Cao." She lowered her head, her voice bitter.

"Who is this Cao?"

"She is the biological mother of the little prince."

"It's her." Liu Ling looked at Queen Yelu who kept shaking her head and pleading, and said with a smile: "She is the biological mother of the child, so how do you become the queen mother?"

Queen Yelu was stunned.

"In addition to the Cao family, I also want ritual vessels to offer sacrifices to heaven." Liu Ling added: "I, Commander, want to offer sacrifices to heaven in Helan Mountain."

Queen Yelu obviously had no opinion on this matter, she just lowered her head and thought about it.

Liu Ling reached out his hand again and gently pinched her earlobe. When he saw the shame-bearing look in Queen Yelu's eyes again, he couldn't help but lick his lips.

"Aunt, my nephew is a little tired. Please wait for me."

Yelu Nanxian was wrapped in a thin blanket, with his smooth and white shoulders exposed. She reached out and pressed the man's strong chest, caressing the scars on it, and remained silent.

Liu Ling sat up, stretched, and signaled the waiting maid outside to come in and help him change.

"Are you leaving so soon?" Yelu Nanxian asked, then covered his face with a thin blanket.

His words seemed to be trying to persuade him to stay!
  This damn man!

Liu Ling smiled, held the shoulder of the palace maid next to him, and said loudly: "After the sacrifice to heaven, I am going to kill your husband."

(End of this chapter)