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Chapter 1516 The Veteran of the Western Mountains at Sunset and the Beiliao (Part [-])
Chapter 1525

After discussing with a group of generals, Xiao Sixian felt that it would be too risky to attack Jinzhou City with the Song army's artillery fire by these elites alone.

Therefore, on the one hand, he sent envoys and ordered the garrison troops from nearby states and counties to come to help in the battle. He also ordered the states and counties to step up the construction of various siege equipment and transport them. On the other hand, he sent envoys to report to Beijing, hoping that the court could provide more support.

After receiving the news, the faces of Yelu Yanxi and the important ministers of Daliao became more and more ugly. At the same time, they also became a little more frightened. For Daliao, such a sharp weapon of Song Dynasty is simply incomprehensible. , how to fight such a war, other than using human lives to fill it, I really don't think about it.

After some discussions and disputes, in the end, Yelu Yanxi did not agree with Xiao Wuna, who was sick and went to the court, to be appointed commander in chief to replace Xiao Si and go to Jinzhou first.

Instead, he decided to continue to trust Xiao Sixian, a loyal young talent, and also agreed with the other party's suggestion to wait to gather a large army before attacking Jinzhou.

Of course, he definitely wouldn't say that, but on the grounds of Xiao Wuna's old age and frail health, he persuaded the old man to return home to recuperate.

With a sallow complexion, Xiao Wuna walked out of the Palace of Mirrors slowly with staggering steps under the support of a familiar minister.

"My lord, why are you confronting His Majesty so tit for tat? Your Majesty is also thinking about your health. Now that you are seriously ill, how can you endure the bumpy journey of traveling thousands of miles to Jinzhou..."

Xiao Wuna snorted, brushed away the man's arm that was supporting him, managed to stand still, and shouted displeased.

"No matter who I choose as a general in the Liao Dynasty, they are hundreds of times stronger than that Xiao Sixian who doesn't understand military strategy. His Majesty's doing this is simply treating the country's major affairs as a trifle."

"My lord, please be careful! It's not that you don't know His Majesty's favor and trust for Brother Xiao Fengxian, you are so obedient..."

"It's better for you, old man, to go back home to recuperate in peace of mind, and try to guide His Majesty after you recover from your illness. Don't be bewitched by that brother Xiao Fengxian." The lord seemed rather helpless.

"Can the old man recover from his illness?...Maybe one day, he will go with the late emperor." Xiao Wuna, who was deeply aware of his physical condition, smiled bitterly, stopped talking, and took a deep breath. Shaking his head dejectedly in the cold air outside the Mirror Palace, he sat in the warm and comfortable four-wheeled carriage with the support of his attendants and murmured to himself.

Three days later, Xiao Wuna, the prime minister of the Northern Mansion of Daliao, failed to open his eyes again, and Yelu Yanxi couldn't help crying when he heard about it.

However, he didn't listen to Xiao Wuna's advice at all. He still entrusted the military affairs to Xiao Fengxian and continued to live in the magnificent Mirror Palace and continue to enjoy the world.

Xiao Wuna, an old minister at sunset on the western mountain, finally swallowed his last breath unwillingly. How long can Beiliao, who is also on the western mountain at sunset, live on?
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In just a few days, with the joint efforts of nearly [-] soldiers and the appointed civilians from Yinzhou and Yongle City, they finally caught up with the cold winter and before it was frozen, the ruins of Yongle City were not far away. A solemn ancestral hall was built in front of the burial site where the bones were buried.

So far, only one main hall has been built, and inside it is enshrined a huge stone spiritual tablet. The inscription on it is Wang Yang's inscription: The spiritual tablet of the victims of Yongle City in the Song Dynasty.

In the future, more rooms will be built on both sides of the main hall, and those soldiers and common people who can still remember their surnames will be placed inside, so that they can also receive incense offerings from their relatives.

In front of the main hall, there is a flat concrete square covering an area of ​​more than ten feet. On the square, there stands a huge monument made of cement bricks with a height of nearly three feet.

On it is the handwriting of Zhao Xu, the current emperor of the Song Dynasty: The heroes of the Song Dynasty will live forever.

Each of the eight characters is two feet in size. Red lacquer is used in the deep marks, so that the people who come to worship can see the stele even if they are far away. on the content.

After all these were built, Wang Yang led the soldiers under his command to conduct a worship activity in person, then left here, continued to go north, quietly led the army, and stationed in Yinzhou In the barracks set up in the southwest valley.

Here, Wang Yang saw Zhang Xiaojie, the secret envoy sent by Xiao Shen, the head of the North Liaohe River Road, who had revenge on Yelu Yanxi, the current emperor of the Northern Liao Dynasty, for killing his father.

"Yelu Yanxi and Na Yelu Hongji probably didn't expect that Mr. Zhang is still alive and well..." Wang Yang looked at the old driver Zhang Xiaojie, who had white beard and hair and looked very virtuous. , can't help feeling a little authentic.

"My lord Wang is absurdly praised. This old man has heard of many deeds of lord Wang long ago. At that time, he knew that lord Wang must be a rare and powerful man in the world. Now that I see him now, I feel that my lord really lives up to his name and his name is worthy of his name." Actually." Zhang Xiaojie didn't dare to be negligent, and after saluting Wang Yang respectfully, he said sincerely.

After exchanging pleasantries, Wang Yang went straight into the tunnel. "I don't know if Master Xiao Shenxiao has thought about the conditions given by me, Da Song?"

"Lord Wang, before Xiao Shuai received the conditions you sent someone to hand over, after careful consideration and repeated discussions with his confidantes, he felt that such conditions seemed a bit too harsh."

"Xiao Shuai was a high-ranking and powerful minister who served as the prime minister of Northern Liaoning and the South. If the whole state surrendered to the Song Dynasty, he would not receive corresponding favors. I am afraid that even if Xiao Shuai himself did not say anything, he would follow Xiao Shuai to submit to the Great Song Dynasty. Those elites of the Northern Liao Dynasty in Song Dynasty will also feel resentful..."

Wang Yang interrupted Zhang Xiaojie's talk. "I know Mr. Zhang, you are eloquent and eloquent, but you are here to vote for my Great Song. Since you want to merge with my Great Song, you need to show enough sincerity."

"Yeluyu, the general manager of the Dongdong Road in the Northern Liao Dynasty, took the initiative to take the land of the Dongdong Road in the Northern Liao Dynasty and surrendered to our Song Dynasty. He was only the founder of the county, Qingzhou Mu. After their official ranks were transferred to our Great Song Dynasty, they would each be promoted by one rank."

"This is enough to show the generosity and benevolence of my Great Song Emperor. As for Lord Xiao, hehe, since half a year ago, he has expressed his willingness to surrender to my Great Song, but he has been waiting for a price..."

"Now, Yeluyu sees that the Lord has joined our Great Song Dynasty and is trusted and favored by the emperor, so he is jealous and shows his favor frequently. But his heart is still greedy. Do you think he really wants to surrender to my Great Song Dynasty?
Maybe this Director Xiao is using your old Mr. Zhang's desire to betray the Liao Dynasty to the Song Dynasty to confuse me, Da Song, and it may not be true that he intends to make contributions to the Northern Liao Dynasty. "

Zhang Xiaojie blinked his eyes quickly, and when he heard Wang Yang's heartbreaking words, the smile on his face froze instantly: "Master Wang, you must not think so, Xiao Shuai has absolutely no such intentions.

The reason why Xiao Shuai did this was not because he wanted to sell for a price, but out of caution. After all, although Xiao Shuai was once the prime minister of the Daliao, he was only a descendant of the descendants. "

(End of this chapter)