My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 350 Yelu Nanxian
At dawn, Da Song and his relatives and the guard of honor of the princess marched slowly to the northwest as usual, with banners unfurling and a great momentum.

It's just that the married Chongde had been sent back to the Song Dynasty overnight by Wang Lin's order, and at the same time sent back his military order, ordering Liu Yanqing's Linfu soldiers and Wu Jie and Wu Lin's Qin Feng soldiers to deploy troops from Jingyuan's two wings, and made a posture to attack Xixia. But pretend instead of attacking.

Yue Fei commanded [-] subdued tiger cavalry in the center, rushed [-] miles toward the border of Xixia, and camped at the border to prepare for the battle.

In Chongde's luxurious carriage, the one who was stolen was naturally the Queen of Xixia, Yelu Nanxian, who was hoarse from crying and in a state of confusion.

Wang Lin also got into the car.

He originally planned to take Yelu Nanxian and Li Renai's mother and son as hostages, but he didn't expect the Xixia people to kill Li Renai first.

Yelu Nanxian was nestled in a corner of the carriage, looking at Wang Lin with scattered eyes, with some hatred, some confusion, and some sadness in his eyes.

"Queen Yelu?" Wang Lin said indifferently.

Yelu Nanxian's weak body suddenly trembled: "You..."

Wang Lin laughed lightly: "Don't be surprised, this king already knew that you are the Empress of Xixia, the clan of the Liao Kingdom, and Immortal Yelu Nan."

"It's just that the king is a little curious. I have no grievances with your mother and son. Why did you lure me into Xixia at such a cost, even at the risk of your own life?"

Yelu Nanxian bit her red lips tightly and said nothing.

Her heart was filled with endless sorrow and remorse.

If she hadn't insisted on avenging her relatives in her homeland, her son Li Renai wouldn't have died here, I hate it!

Yelu Nanxian looked at Wang Lin with more and more hatred. She suddenly pounced up like a female leopard, and pounced on Wang Lin, wearing rough clothes, tearing and biting!
The corner of Wang Lin's mouth twitched, and with a little force, he pressed Yelu Nanxian under him, pressed her arms with both hands, and rode on her.

Yelu Nanxian struggled desperately, when Li Kui outside was about to go up to check, Shi Jin grabbed his arm, laughed dryly, and signaled him not to worry about it.

Li Kui was stunned, and immediately came to his senses, he couldn't help but looked up to the sky and laughed twice.

This Xixia woman is not bad in appearance, anyway, the journey is boring, so let the prince find some fun by himself.

Li Kui thought.

……

"This is really strange. Your son died at the hands of you Xixia people. Your so-called homeland was also destroyed by the Jin people. But you actually hate me?"

"Empress Yelu, people can't bully the weak and fear the hard, right?" Wang Lin sarcastically said.

"It's true that Jin died in Khitan, I will avenge this hatred sooner or later! But my Khitan royal family, especially my empress and princess of the Liao Emperor, have fallen into your hands, and you actually humiliated me, Empress Daliao, as a maid..."

Yelu Nanxian spat hoarsely: "You don't have to be arrogant, you are now in the Great Xia Kingdom, sooner or later you will die, and when you die, I will use your head to pay homage to my emperor!"

Yelu Nanxian burst into tears like rain.

"You mother and son are really stupid." Wang Lin said bluntly, "If I am unprepared, I can easily take the bait and enter your Western Xia?"

"Besides, looking at the current situation, I'm afraid the one you Xixia people want to kill is not me, but you!"

"How about we discuss it, Queen Yelu?"

Yelu Nanxian sneered and said nothing, but there was a deep chill in his heart.

She knew that what Wang Lin said was right, things were going to change, and now the person who most wanted her to die was not Wang Lin and Song Guo, but the Xixia people.

They will definitely push the death of Li Ren'ai to the people of Song Dynasty. Such a conspiracy is already on the table.

As for who is the revenge for killing her son, she knows it well.

She bit her red lip in hatred, and traces of blood oozed out.

"Empress Yelu, I will help you avenge the murder of your son, and I can even return more than a hundred members of the Liao clan to you... If you and I cooperate, how about I help you sit on the Xixia throne?"

Wang Lin knew that Empress Dowager Liang, the mother of the current Xixia Emperor Li Qianshun, had been in charge of Xixia imperial power for 20 years.

Yelu Nanxian sneered: "You are not ashamed, you are in danger now, unless you flee back to Song Kingdom now!"

Wang Lin smiled indifferently: "You think too much. You can't scare me with your Xixia soldiers and horses. I have more than [-] soldiers on the border of the Song Dynasty, and I have [-] cavalry. As long as I give orders Next, what is so difficult about destroying you Xixia?"

Yelu Nanxian snorted, turned his head away, and turned his back to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin shrugged.

He didn't expect to be able to convince Yelu Nanxian with a few words, but he just tried a few casual words.

Now most of Xixia's troops are attracted by the Song army at the border, and they never dare to retreat.So, on the contrary, Wang Lin became much safer in Xixia.

Wang Lin decided to hang around the Gobi Desert for two days, waiting for news from Yan Qing.

Yan Qing led the army to raid Xingqing Mansion, today is the fifth day.

With the ups and downs of the carriage, Yelu Nanxian's plump and graceful back and buttocks were constantly swaying, Wang Lin couldn't help but take a second look.

Seemingly aware of the burning gaze behind her, Yelu Nanxian turned her head and glared at Wang Lin, then turned her back with difficulty, her hands and feet were bound by Wang Lin.

The shame and indignation in her heart were intense, and the waves on her chest naturally became more turbulent.

And a black hair has been completely scattered.

"Do you want to talk again?"

"Not only can I help you avenge your son's murder, but I can also help you avenge your country's destruction!"

"Just you?"

"That's right, it's up to me!" Wang Lin smiled and pointed to his nose: "I will have a battle with the Jin people, and I will never die. If you are willing to cooperate with me, Song Xia will unite, and it is not impossible to destroy the Jin country. You have to think about it."

"You have no other choice now. If I don't help you, you will definitely die. You see, we have penetrated more than a hundred miles into Xixia, but your mother and son's ambushes have not yet appeared, which means that you have lost power in Xixia... ..."

Yelu Nanxian gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

Wang Lin's seemingly non-existent laughter came into his ears.

……

Xingqing House.

It has been a hundred years since Li Yuanhao proclaimed himself emperor and founded the country, built the capital on this oasis, and named it Xingqing Mansion.

The city is rectangular, more than eighteen miles in circumference, and the moat is ten feet wide. There are two gates in the north and south, and one gate in the east.

This place is the largest city in Xixia, with Heshuo in the north, Qingliang in the south, and the upper reaches of all roads, controlling the key points in the west.

Yan Qing led [-] tiger guards to silence their flags and drums, quietly bypassed Xiliang, and went straight to Xingqing Mansion from the edge of the desert.

The red sun is slanting to the west, on the sand dunes, the Xixia King City stands alone on the oasis plain, which is somewhat magnificent.

It's just that such a small city is at most similar to the ordinary prefectures in the Song Dynasty, and it is not as wide as Qingzhou.

Yan Qing led the army to lie in ambush at the edge of the oasis where Xingqing Mansion is located for more than half a day, and the scouts sent out also sneaked into the city in the name of a caravan.

As night fell, several brilliant rockets suddenly shot up from the Xingqing mansion, exploding in the deep night sky, Yan Qing was overjoyed, immediately got on his horse, and roared angrily: "Boys, follow me to the Xixia King City, and the subdued tiger army will be ten thousand!" Win!"

A purple-clothed torrent rushed down the sand dunes instantly, Wanqi swept past, and went straight to Xingqing Mansion, causing the earth to shake.

……

Lingwu.

Li Renxiao, the second prince of Xixia, was drinking wine with his head bowed, and there were two Uighur women serving wine sitting beside him.

Cao Kun hurried in from the government office, his face couldn't hide his joy, he said: "Second prince, it's done!"

"What should we do next?"

Li Renxiao put down the wine cup in his hand, and said calmly: "Uncle, hold your breath! There may be a battle between my Great Xia and the State of Song, but not now.

We pretended not to know about Li Ren'ai's death. If the news spread, we would push the death of the crown prince to the people of Song Dynasty. When people like Jing Jing reacted, Gu had already sat on the throne of Daxia! "

"Uncle, maybe you don't know yet, the father will not live for a few days. Before I came, he was already dying of illness..."

Cao Kun was overjoyed: "The big thing is settled. It's just that the military power is still in the hands of people like Jing Jing, the second prince should not be careless."

Li Renxiao curled his lips: "Li Ren'ai is dead, what else can they make trouble for? Unless they want to rebel! Don't worry, uncle, what Jing Jing wants is nothing more than power and wealth, what the prince can give him, he is alone." I can give it too!"

"Second prince, Song Guohe and the pro-envoys, do you want to..."

"Wait a minute, even if the mission of the Song Dynasty dies, it cannot be killed by us. Otherwise, we will be the mortal enemies of the Song people, and we cannot do anything wrong."

Li Renxiao got up slowly, and suddenly sneered: "Originally, the father was seriously ill, and I thought there would be no chance, but their mother and son suddenly lost their heads and suddenly wanted to send troops to Song. Isn't this God helping me?!"

"If they hadn't transferred the army to the border, how would Gu dare to attack the prince? If Li Ren'ai wants to blame, then blame his stupid mother!"

Suddenly a soldier entered the door and reported: "Second Prince, Song Guo and his envoys have entered Lingwu territory and are on their way to Lingwu City!"

Li Renxiao was stunned and said: "Song people didn't run away? How dare Wang Lin come to Lingwu City?"

Cao Kun also said in surprise: "Second prince, you should quickly take down the Song Dynasty mission, otherwise disaster will happen!"

Li Renxiao smiled sullenly: "Be safe and don't be impatient. Come, send orders, and open the city gates. This king will lead the army out of the city to meet the tiger-subduing general of the Song Dynasty!"

Outside Lingwu City, the guard of honor marched slowly towards Lingwu, Yelu Nanxian's expression became more and more embarrassing.

She was imprisoned in the carriage and disappeared. When she realized it, she was already outside Lingwu City. She felt that Wang Lin was crazy and threw herself into a trap.

At the far end, the gate of Lingwu City was opened, and thousands of Xixia soldiers and horses galloped out of the city and lined up outside the city.

Wang Lin was on the horse, using a gentian silver gun to pick up the curtain of the car and smiled lightly: "Queen Yelu, we will enter Lingwu right away. The person we are going out of the city to meet should be one of your princes from Western Xia?"

"Li Renxiao is insidious and cunning, how dare you throw yourself into a trap! Wang Lin, you are looking for your own death!"

Wang Lin looked up to the sky and laughed.

Before the laughter fell, Yelu Nanxian suddenly heard Wang Lin's roar: "Burn the marriage ceremony on the spot, the whole army has it, follow me to kill!"

"The subduing tiger army is victorious! The prince is victorious!"

The flags were flying, the drums were thundering, Wang Lin took the lead, and led [-] tiger guards under his command to cover up and kill them in an awl-shaped battle formation!

　The Western Xia dungeon is a transition, and it will pass tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)