Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

The soldiers got into the stove and did not find a hiding place, so they hid behind a few bundles of firewood.

It didn't take long to hear the outside door "bang bang bang...", and then someone came in, and the incomprehensible squeaky voice came. The lady's voice said: "We are people." She heard the woman scream, not knowing what happened.

The soldiers behind Chai He heard the voices of Khitan people, their hearts hung in the air, and they dared not move.

Not long after the door of the stove was knocked open, the woman was pushed in. Only one Khitanese came in, and he heard a "hey" laugh, and couldn't understand after a few words.

The man hiding in the firewood quietly looked at the situation in the room, only to see that the woman wanted to take the road and ran out of the door, but the Khitan took her arm. The Khitan man opened his mouth full of yellow teeth, and smiled and held the woman in his arms. The woman was struggling desperately, and the two were entangled together, and it was difficult for anyone to succeed under the woman's resistance.

The Khitan was annoyed, and slammed a punch, knocking the woman to the ground with a "bang", hitting her with a bruised nose and swollen face, and then raised her foot and kicked her abdomen. After punching and kicking the woman gradually became unable to resist.

The man in Chai Heli glanced at the door, and he hesitated for a while watching the woman being bullied. This unnamed lady had a life-saving grace to him. If she hadn't just opened the door and let him into the house, she would have been killed by the enemy soldiers!

I saw the lady's mouth full of blood, very miserable. The man finally couldn't bear it, his eyes saw the burning stick by the stove, and he carefully removed his body from the firewood. Saying that time is too fast, he rushed over to grab the fire stick, and the Khitan raised his head in surprise.

Without saying a word, the soldier swept the stick with both hands and swept over, hitting the Khitan man with a "bang" on the head, and the man fainted with a scream.

The man hurriedly pulled the woman behind him, then searched the Qidan soldiers, but the man came in without weapons. The woman said anxiously: "There are still people out there, they will kill you..."

As soon as the voice fell, the door was opened, and two Khitan soldiers rushed in, yelling and waving their swords and guns. The spear suddenly pierced the man's abdomen, and he backed up two steps and was blocked by the stove. After a while, another Khitan soldier waved an iron sword and stabbed him in the chest. "Ah..." The man let out a terrified cry, unarmed grabbed a stabbed iron sword, and his palm was cut instantly. , Blood is flowing. He ignored the pain and grabbed the hilt of the enemy soldier with both hands.

But the Khitan soldiers yelled and pressed desperately, and the iron sword slowly pierced into the man's heart. He widened his eyes, his strength gradually disappeared, and blood poured out of his mouth and nose.

Seeing this, another Khitanese pressed the woman on the stove with red eyes. The woman was so scared that she couldn't speak, she was lying on the stove and trembling, watching the dead soldier staring at herself with godless eyes. With a "wow", she felt a cold behind her, and her clothes were torn apart. The woman's tears rolled out of her eyes.

…In the dilapidated village outside Yizhou City, a group of young and old stood at the entrance of the village. In the village, there were chickens and dogs jumping, and the barking of "barking..." local dogs was loud. Some Khitan soldiers turned over boxes and cabinets in the village, while others came out of the village carrying sacks of grain, and the horsebacks on the road were full of things.

An old farmer with a gully and wrinkled face watched those people carry the grain away from his home, walked forward a little trembling, and stood still. The eyes are full of pain.

The peasant woman next to her knelt on the ground, and finally burst into tears: "My youngest and youngest child has all been robbed of food for a year. How can I live, God!"

The old farmer didn't say a word, but his rough and black hands, like an old tree, witnessed the difficulty of growing food. He scrabbled in the ground like a cow or horse. He still had to look at the face of God to harvest things. I have been busy for a year, I am afraid everyone can only go out to beg.

Then a farm cow from the village was also led out. The farmers were all sad and angry, but no one dared to step forward to stop them. There were still a few dead bodies hanging from a tree not far away for people to watch.

…The horses and soldiers galloped on the road, as if entering the land of no one.

On the horse's back, a young Khitan man with a sharp face strangled the horse, coldly watching the thick smoke rising from the city in the distance. He twisted his head hard, and his neck made a soft click.

This person is Brother Yeluxiu, and he snorted: "Xiao Simwen is a mother-in-law, who doesn't know how to use soldiers. Let this commander teach him how to govern the South."

South Court Secret Envoy Yang Dagon said: "This time we have used it without authorization and did not report it to Beijing... Perhaps Khan will not blame it, but we are afraid of treacherous slander."

Brother Yeluxiu sneered: "The traitor is Xiao Siwen? He went to the post of the Great King of the South Campus, I am afraid it is really unhappy. But how can he attack the handsome? This time, he broke Yizhou and gained a lot. The wool of a group of sheep on the grassland When it grows up, the shepherd goes up to harvest the wool, is it wrong?"

The surrounding military commanders all agreed, and this time they made a lot of money, and everyone supported Yeluxiu.

Yang Dagon said: "I'm afraid that Zhou people are not sheep, but now Daliao is still uneasy, which has annoyed Zhou and made trouble."

"Haha..." Yeluxiu suddenly raised his head and laughed, leaning forward and backward, as if there is no better joke in this world. The soldiers looked at him one after another.

A nobleman asked: "Why does the marshal laugh?"

Brother Yeluxiu laughed slightly, shaking his head constantly, still laughing. His smile suddenly disappeared from his face, and the people around him remained unchanged. He opened his mouth and said: "At the beginning of the year, the Zhou Dynasty talents came to challenge, but we can't move him? You guys cringe, it's true that this world is upside down. , The sheep will eat wolves in turn?"

Yang Dagon said calmly, "Did the Marshal also say that Blacksmith Guo was difficult to deal with during the Youzhou battle at the beginning of the year?"

Brother Yeluxiu said coldly: "So what? No matter what, Zhou Junman is only 50,000 fine riders."

Yang Dagon no longer said much, nodding thoughtfully.

Brother Yeluxiu said: "It would be nice if he wants to come to Youzhou again, this handsome just happens to play with him again!"

...

The Jinxiang Temple in Tokyo was windy, blowing the leaves in the imperial city all over the sky.

The reports of various cities in Hebei are nothing more than to fully guard and strengthen the city defense and request reinforcements. Several ministers' important towns near the Juma River were adequately defended and insufficiently offensive, and no one was able to send troops to drive the large Liao army into the bandits.

There is also an estimate of Yizhou’s losses. A large number of people were looted, mostly young women, and tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians were killed and injured. These are some cold data reports, but Guo Shao can imagine the blood and tears in these figures! Even modern wars are accompanied by crimes, let alone in this barbaric era, no organization can persuade barbaric **** and looting except force.

Guo Shao opened another memo, and after reading it for a long time, he realized that someone actually wrote to suggest a peace!

The reason was grand, admonishing the emperor to try to accumulate national power and deal with the remaining land in the south first. It is proposed that the country is beginning to flourish, and the people are miserable for years after years of fighting. Tolerance for a while can protect the long-term plan of the country. I also settled some accounts, saying that the long-term seesaw at the border cost a lot. It is better to negotiate with the Liao State for the time being, but it can save expenses and protect the people.

Guo Shao's face looks hot, still has a face to seek peace in such a situation? He had to admire the face of some scholar-officials. The more he watched, the hotter he got, grabbing the memorial and kneading it into a ball, wishing to tear it apart!

This action immediately attracted the attention of several members of the cabinet and the **** on duty, and everyone turned their heads and quietly observed Guo Shao.

Guo Shao grasped the ball of paper in his hand with both hands, but finally did not tear it. He forcefully swallowed his breath into his stomach and re-opened to look at the cover. It turned out to be a memorial by the prime minister. No wonder someone was so bold!

Fuck! I have endured you for a long time.

"Come here!" Guo Shaoleng patted the memorial on the royal case.

The **** Yang Shiliang, who was five big and three thick, immediately walked to the front of the case and bowed and said: "The slave and maid are here, what is your command?"

At this moment, Guo Shao was furious. If he was in his mood, he could not wait to pull Fan Zhi out and chop his head to sacrifice the flag, and immediately lead his troops north! But he was still a sane person at last, and sat there silent for a long time.

Yang Shiliang's waist was lowered, and he dared not say anything again.

Guo Shaoliang only spoke a long time later: "Return the memorial to Fan Zhi, and ask him to hand over the black hat and put it here first. The prime minister will stop doing it and go home to reflect and wait for the call."

Yang Shiliang clasped his fist and said: "Here." Then he stepped forward cautiously and picked up Zou Baba's play.

In an instant, Guo Shao said that the prime minister's official position was nothing more than his power.

Yang Shiliang bowed and exited the West Hall, walked out the door and straightened up, greeted several eunuchs and entourage and went straight to the political affairs hall.

There were hundreds of officials in the hall of the Zhengshi Hall. Yang Shiliang walked in and shouted: "Official imperial decree, ask Fan Xianggong to come out to receive the decree!"

At this time it immediately attracted the attention of almost everyone. The surroundings gradually calmed down, some looked here, and some pretended to write and watched the situation calmly.

Not long after, Fan Zhi walked out with his head up.

Yang Shiliang said coldly: "Imperial decree."

Fan Zhi bowed his hand and said, "The old minister accepts the order."

Yang Shiliang said: "The official decreed ~www.readwn.com~ Fan Zhi to put the wusha hat in the palace first. You don't need to work in the political affairs hall. When you go home, you should reflect on yourself and come to see your majesty if you want to understand."

Yang Shiliang spoke quite politely, because it seemed that there was still a chance for the character of the imperial edict to reform, so he hadn't completely died yet, so he had to leave some room.

Fan Zhi suddenly raised his head and sighed: "Faithful words...oh!"

Yang Shiliang said calmly: "Fan Xianggong doesn't have to say much, you will no longer be the prime minister from now on. Your majesty must let you be a prime minister, you have to understand."

Fan Zhi glared at him contemptuously, then turned and walked inward.

Yang Shiliang had no choice but to follow. Fan Zhi took off all his robes and put them on the table, then put the black hat and big seal on the clothes. Wearing only a white lining, he walked out with his sleeves.

Several people in the hall still clasped their fists to say goodbye to him, with a lot of reluctance in their words. When Yang Shiliang saw it, it was no wonder that the emperor was so angry that his face was flushed, and he didn't really take him anymore, but only for the time being.

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