Under the cold moonlight, on the hard and cold official road, there was a long brown dragon winding, braving the cold wind and slowly marching forward, these people were the Turkic army that escaped from Yanmen Pass, about 30,000 people. On November nights in the north, the weather was already extremely cold, but the Turkic army had to endure hunger and cold and advance with great difficulty to the west. A few months ago, when they came from their hometown to the east, they were so majestic and high-spirited, but now they are like frosted eggplants, with a languid demeanor and a great embarrassment. The Eastern Crusade was defeated, completely defeated, and the Great Khan, who had galloped all over the world, was now asleep, lying in the carriage in the middle of the procession, no matter how the carriage tossed, but he no longer had a trace of consciousness. The news of Jieli's death has evaporated the last vestiges of the Turkic army's morale, and they can't wait to return to their homeland, so that they can feel safe, and only the warmth of home can cleanse their fatigue and fear. However, even if they return to their hearts like arrows, the non-stop travel for half a day has already made their physical strength a little overdrawn, and what is even more unbearable is the feeling of hunger and thirst in the stomach, the colder the weather, the greater the consumption of food. Suddenly, one of the people in the team fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, and the soldiers who knew each other around hurriedly stepped forward and shouted loudly. "Brother Han, Brother Han, what's wrong with you, get up! Get up! "Hold on, Brother Han, we're almost home! Your mother is still waiting for you! "Yet no matter how his companions called, the fallen soldier had his eyes closed, and could no longer make a sound." Let's go, he's dead, dead! With a low and sad sigh, everyone went on the road again, but their hearts were extremely depressed and resentful. The wind seemed to be a little stronger, and the bright moonlight seemed so harsh and cold. "General, it's dark at night. Now that the brothers have been on their journey all night, and now they are tired and hungry, do you think they will stop and rest until tomorrow morning? Daru Bus stopped, pursed his lips and looked at the general in front of him. His hair was covered with sparkling frost flowers, making his thirty-year-old look very vicissitudes. In one day, Jieli died, Ashina Simo failed to rebel and died, Duoduo defected to the enemy, Alain Jebe was seriously injured, and even if Daru Bus had been on the battlefield for a long time, it was inevitable that he was a little shocked and at a loss. In terms of official position, Darubus was only the leader of a small tribe, the Ruhan tribe, in the Turks. Compared to Ashnasmo, Duoduo and others, they were even under Alan Zhebe, but now he had to take on the heavy responsibility of escorting Jieli back to China. Although Taru Bus was also very tired, exhausted, hungry and thirsty, he could only cheer up his spirit and urge the team to speed up. "General Daru. The Great Khan died suddenly, and the major events of the steppe were undecided. We must send the Great Khan's last order to Bayan as soon as possible, appease the people, and stabilize the dynasty, otherwise we will let Xiaoxiao take the opportunity to cause chaos and the country will be in turmoil, and you and I will be the sinners of the country! The heavy words of Alain Jebe reverberated in his ears during the day. Daru Bus couldn't help but shudder, and his tired spirit lifted slightly. Although Ashnasima had been given death by Jieli at one time, he had been born and died for the Turks all these days, and today he suddenly assassinated the Great Khan, a result that Darubus was deeply suspicious. But Ashnasimo is dead, and there is no proof of death, and Alan Jebe is also seriously injured and almost cannot live, so that Daru Bus has no doubt. The most important thing is that he knows very well that what Alan Zhebei said is true, and no matter what, he must deliver the body of his life and Jieli to Bayan safely, which is the most important thing at the moment, and there is no room for hesitation. "Can't stop!" Looking at the eager eyes of the soldiers, Daru Bus's heart was very heavy, but he hardened his heart and said sharply: "The Sui army is watching from the side, and it may be chased at any time, so we must continue to hurry!" Hold on! With that, Jieli turned over and dismounted, handed the horse to the guard beside him, and he wrapped the cloak behind him, took a big stride, and walked forward against the cold wind. Seeing that Daru Bus was so leading, even if the Turkic army was reluctant to live again, they could only grit their teeth and continue to hurry, but the speed was really not flattering. …… The cold wind is howling outside the house, and the snow is falling, but the house is warm like spring, especially the crisp and charming sound like a silver bell adds a bit of warmth and vitality to the Shizi's tent in winter. "Giggles, His Royal Highness, come on, come to chase the slave family!" In the gorgeous and solemn tent of the prince of Bayan City, a woman in a slender red shirt with a face like a full moon of hibiscus giggles, and her crystal jade feet happily step on the soft and delicate carpet, jumping and running, delicately like a beautiful elf. Behind her, there was a richly dressed young man, his face was very handsome, but his eyebrows and eyes were frivolous, especially the lewd smile at the corner of his mouth was extremely inconsistent with his noble clothes and this magnificent, majestic and dignified hall. "Wandering hooves, stand up quickly, otherwise if you let this son catch you, I will punish you!" The red-shirted woman's starry eyes were half-open, the water was shining, her cheeks were flying, the smoke was like a peach blossom, her red lips were slightly raised, and she said shyly and timidly: "His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is angry, the slave family is not running away, and I hope you will cherish the slave family!" "The voice is glutinous, caressing the heart, and people can't help but feel ripples." Ha Lu Ha! Hearing this, the young man couldn't help but laugh arrogantly, "Sao Hoof, are you really afraid of the punishment of this son?" I'm afraid it's too late to rejoice! As he spoke, the young man's eyes lit up, and a hungry tiger pounced on the girl in the red shirt. Yes! The woman in the red shirt suddenly lost her face and wanted to escape, but she was grabbed by the young man, raised her right palm, and slapped her upright buttocks fiercely. The exclamation of the woman in the red shirt suddenly turned into a charming moan, and her slender body was suddenly as soft as water in the young man's arms, with pink cheeks, almost dripping water in her eyes, her lips were moist, and her snort was sighing. Looking at the beautiful woman in his arms, the young man's breath stagnated, and a burning light suddenly erupted in his eyes, without hesitation, he immediately lowered his head to grab the half-open and half-closed lip flap, and stroked and tasted it arbitrarily. At the same time, the young man's hands roamed over the woman's body restlessly, causing her to tremble lightly and let out a seductive moan in her throat. "Sao Hoof, look at how this son punishes you!" After stroking it, the woman in red was half-dressed, and the spring was shining, and there was a faint flush on the exposed fair skin, which constantly stimulated the teenager's senses. Finally, he could no longer suppress the desire in his body, and his right hand slammed into force, and with a "hiss" sound, the cloth shattered, and an attractive ketone body suddenly appeared in front of him. "Ahh In the long crying and complaining, the boy and the woman in red finally became one, and in this harsh winter day, the wheezing and moaning were intertwined, playing the most primitive music of mankind. For a long time, the passion rested. The boy lay contentedly on the woman's crisp breasts, and the tip of his scarlet tongue kept teasing the red buds on the woman's chest, making the latter delicate and lazy. "His Royal Highness, there is an urgent matter for the lowly position!" Just as the young man was about to score two goals, when he was going to Taoguan, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the hall. The movement of the young man's hand was only a slight pause, and then he lingered on the woman's delicate skin again, and said unhappily: "I'm busy, I'll talk about something later!" He said. The boy rolled over and began to beat the woman again. "His Royal Highness, 100,000 urgent, there is no need to delay!" A noisy voice came from outside the hall again, which made the young man frown, his face was angry, and he said coldly: "What's the matter? "This matter is about the luck of the Turks, and even more so about the future of His Royal Highness. I must tell His Royal Highness the Prince in person! "Humph!" The boy tore through the scattered clothes not far away and covered the woman's body, while he was naked. He looked at the door of the temple with a cold light and said, "If you talk nonsense, watch out for your head!" "Don't dare!" The people outside the hall hurriedly agreed and pushed the door in, bowing their heads, as if they did not notice the strangeness in the hall, or did not dare to look at it. "Humble Yelu Abaoji, see His Royal Highness the Prince." This man is in his early thirties and handsome. The posture is upright, and he looks like a talent, but there is a little gloomy and frivolous between his eyebrows, and the exploitative lips show that this person is a little mean. "Yelu Abaoji, don't you know the rules of the world?" Jieli's eldest son, Han Timo, looked coldly at the middle-aged man who was kneeling on the ground. He said coldly: "If what you say can't satisfy the son of this world, you know the consequences!" "Don't dare!" Yelu Abaoji hurriedly kowtowed, and said with sincere fear: "His Royal Highness, the Eastern Expedition has failed, and the Great Khan has returned to the west, and he will be able to return to Bayan in three days!" Hearing this, Han Timo raised his eyebrows, his face suddenly became gloomy, his eyes were full of anger, and his words became more and more cold: "This is what you want to say, will this world not know the Tao?" "His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is angry, and listen to the humble position." Yelu Abaoji quietly glanced at Han Timo, who had an ugly face, and continued: "Your Royal Highness, the Great Khan died of a serious illness at Yanmen Pass two days ago, and he has already driven to the west, and now he is escorted by Alan Zhebe, Dalu Bus and two people to escort the body of the Great Khan to Bayan ......" "What!?" Before Yelu Abaoji finished speaking, he was interrupted by Han Timo, only to see him look shocked, and looked at Yelu Abaoji in disbelief and asked, "What did you say, Father Khan died?" "Yes!" "What should be the crime of daring Yelu Abaoji and cursing the Great Khan in vain?" Han Timo shouted sharply, full of murderous anger. Yelu Abaoji raised his head suddenly, looked directly at Han Timo, and said in a deep voice: "Your Royal Highness, even if you are bold, you will never dare to deceive you. The messenger sent by General Alain Jebe is now outside the tent of the Prince, and if you do not believe it, you can inquire for yourself. "The Great Khan has died, and the grassland has no owner, I am afraid that there will be ghosts and ghosts who will take the opportunity to make trouble, and His Royal Highness the Prince must prepare in advance, which is also the purpose of General Alain's advance messenger to send a letter." After a pause, Yelu Abaoji continued: "General Alan said that His Royal Highness only needs to stabilize Bayan, and when he sends the Great Khan's will, you can rightfully ascend to the Great Treasure and take power." "Good, good, good! Haha Han Timo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he was crazy, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes. He couldn't help but caress his ribs, where there was a foot-long, reddish mark, but it was the result of the whipping. "Daddy, you died too late, too late, hahaha......"

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The central capital of the Turks, Bayan City, is the inner imperial city. "Your Royal Highness, this leader knows that you have been deceived by the villain, because you have made many mistakes over the years, and your virtue has been lost, and now you have been framed by the villain, killed your father by mistake, and made a terrible mistake. Buddhism has clouds: knowing mistakes can improve greatly. Why do you want to be obsessed with despicable villains, make mistakes again and again, don't you really want the Great Khan to die without turning a blind eye, and shame your ancestors?! "The one who spoke was the leader of the Turkic Wanyan tribe, Wanyan Ugunai, who was middle-aged, burly-looking, wearing red chain mail, riding a black-covered war horse, and the black cloak behind him was hunting in the cold wind. He had a serious face, a loud voice, and was backed by an army of 100,000 that stretched for miles behind him, full of neutrality and majesty. "Wanyan Ugunai, you are so bold! As a Turkic minister, without the orders of the Great Khan and the prince of this world, you privately mobilized troops and horses to besiege Bayan, and committed the following crimes, plotting rebellion, which is really a crime that cannot be punished! "The head of the Imperial City. Han Timo wears a golden armor, a bright yellow cloak fluttering high, and the dragon pattern on it is coiled and twisted, lifelike, and indescribably expensive. At this time, Han Timo's face was gloomy, and there was a trace of gloom between his eyebrows. A little more anger. As the son of the world, the Great Khan died, and it was natural to inherit the throne, but the leader of the Wanyan Department, Wanyan Wugunai, turned black and white upside down, and his words were false, called "Qing Jun's side, punish traitors", but in fact, it was an intention to rebel. "Father Khan treats you like a mountain, and before his bones are cold, you will reveal your wolf ambition. It's really dampening! "His heart can be punished! His heart can be punished! "With Han Timo's imposing scolding, the Turkic army stationed at the head of the imperial city suddenly shouted loudly, rolling waves, shaking the four fields, and the power was amazing, but it was still a little weak compared to the Wanyan Wugunai rebel army." Haha When Wanyan Wugunai heard this, he was not angry, but laughed wildly, and his laughter was full of contempt and mockery for Hanthema. Laughed for a while. The smile on Wanyan Wugunai's face suddenly retracted, and his eyes widened with anger. The essence in his eyes flashed, and he was full of murderous energy, and shouted loudly: "Han Timo, you are the son of the world, but you believe in villains and collude with them." There are many acts of disgrace, and they are often punished by the Great Khan. "Yelu Abaoji is a despicable villain, despicable and shameless, he was driven out of the world by the Great Khan, but you recalled him to the palace in disregard of the holy order. What is the crime of such disobedience and disrespect? The Great Khan led his army to the east and west, and ordered you to perform the duties of overseeing the country, but how did you act? All day long, dogs and horses, arrogant and lascivious, and villains, ignoring the major affairs of the country, and ignoring the Turkic people, what qualifications does such a person without virtue and inaction have to inherit the throne? It has buried tens of thousands of miles of my Great Turks, and it has disgraced the ancestors and ancestors! "Kill Yelu Abaoji, except for Han Timo!" "Kill Yelu Abaoji, except for Han Timo!!" The 100,000 army suddenly raised their arms and shouted, and the sound was rolling, like a mountain and a sea, almost making the overflowing cold wind quiet. "You traitor!" Han Timo's face suddenly turned purple, his eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Come on, let me capture this rebellious dog thief, this son will break his body into ten thousand pieces, crush his bones and scatter ashes!" "Han Tie Mo is tyrannical and lustful by nature, extravagant and wasteful, partial to the birth of Jie Li, has always been thrifty, strict, naturally very harsh on him, is Han Tie Mo is bitter and bitter against his father. Now that Wanyan Wugunai mentioned Jieli's scolding of him, he suddenly touched his scales, and even the old scars on his body seemed to be faintly painful, how can you tell him not to be angry. "Your Royal Highness, slow down!" Just then, a deep voice came. Hantimo was displeased in his heart, and suddenly turned his head to look, and saw a handsome general looking at him with a serious face, although his expression was respectful, but there was no awe. But this man was the son of the right Khan Turi, Ashnamotan. "I wonder what General Motan has to say?" Hantima frowned, the displeasure on his face was obvious, and his tone was a little stiff. Ashina Motan turned a deaf ear, his face was still extremely serious, and he saluted first, and then said in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness, Wanyan Wugunai has 100,000 soldiers, and only half of the people in the imperial city can fight. Wanyan Wugunai is menacing, the edge is too much, Weichen thinks, we should use the city wall to defend it, just a few days, the soldiers and horses of the nearby King Qin will come, and then make a counterattack, Wanyan Wugunai will be defeated! "Wanyan Wugunai has long been opposed, just because Jieli is here, the Turkic country is solid, he has no opportunity to take advantage of, and now Jieli is defeated and killed, the whole country is shaken, and the people's hearts are floating, and it is the time to rise up. Bayan City was already empty, and Wanyan Wugunai had been preparing for many years, so he rushed into Bayan City with all his strength and surrounded the Inner Imperial City. "Wanyan Wugunai, this traitor is shouting loudly, if the son of this world avoids and does not fight, won't he damage his military prestige, how can he win at that time?" Han Timo's brows furrowed even tighter, and the anger in his heart could not be contained when he looked at the unstoppable Wugunai under the city. "His Royal Highness, what Lord Ashina Motan said is true, now that there is a shortage of soldiers in the imperial city, it is really not suitable to fight with others. His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is a great Turk, and he is also responsible for the responsibility of supervising the country. As long as His Royal Highness holds on to the imperial city for a few days, reinforcements will arrive, and it will not be too late to kill the traitors when the time comes! "This time it's Utagan, the leader of the Bohai Tribe, who is speaking." His Royal Highness, Weichen also agreed with what the two leaders said. On the battle array, when avoiding the real is empty, the rebels are now in a sharp momentum, and we don't have much chance of winning in a head-to-head confrontation, and I hope that His Royal Highness the Prince will think twice! Han Timo was about to retort, and another person walked out behind him, handsome and magnificent, his eyes were bright, quite extraordinary, but at this time his face was worried. The brows were furrowed, but this person was Tuoba Altay, the second son of Zuohan Tuoba Totor. Han Timo couldn't help but purse his lips, and turned to look at Yelu Abaoji, who was standing not far away. Yelu Abaoji's eyes were always on Han Timo, and when he saw him at this time, he naturally understood that Han Tiema was seeking his own opinion, so he glanced at Ashina Motan. Nodding slightly. Han Timo's eyes froze, his eyebrows raised, and finally he took a deep breath and said in a cold voice: "According to what several adults said, we must take strict precautions, and we must not give the enemy a chance to take advantage of it." "Yes!" Utagan and the others glanced at each other, and they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Han Timo is not a guy who can listen to advice, and now he is not blind, and he is not so confused that he is incorrigible. "Hantimo. You, a person with no virtue and no courage, don't you quickly abdicate and make way for the virtuous, don't you really want to make the world laugh? "Wanyan Wugunai saw that Han Timo was angry, and he wished that he would go out of the city to face the battle, but after waiting for a long time but not seeing the slightest movement, his heart couldn't help sinking, and he made a provocative speech again." You have made a terrible mistake and you have not repented. You don't deserve to die! After Yan Wugunai's words fell, Ashina Motan took a step forward. looked at Wanyan Wugunai condescendingly, and shouted in a deep voice. Wanyan Wugunai's face suddenly turned cold, and he glared at Ashina Motan and said: "Ashina Motan, the world knows that Han Timo is incompetent, despicable, and not a master. Why don't you set up a new lord with this leader and jointly assist the new khan to complete the hegemony of dominating the world? "The erector is not enough to conspire, not to mention you disloyal, unfilial, unkind and unrighteous person!" Ashinamotan was unmoved, but said contemptuously: "I advise you to surrender quickly. It's better to leave a whole corpse. "Stubborn!" Wanyan Wugunai no longer had the slightest smile on his face, knowing that it was impossible for him to lure Han Timo out of the city for a battle, so there was only one way to attack now. If he can't control the imperial city in the shortest time, he is afraid that when the army of King Qin arrives, he will only die. "No virtue, favor and traitor, kill my father and usurp power, all the people cry bitterly, now I am willing to bear the infamy of eternity, kill the villain with a sword, and return me to a Turkic! The whole army obeyed the order and attacked the city! Wanyan Wugunai suddenly pulled out the sword at his waist, waved his arm and pointed forward, and the 100,000 troops behind him suddenly roared in unison, swarming towards the imperial city like a tiger descending from the mountain. Kill! "In the earth-shattering shouting and killing, the arrows are like rain, covering the sky and the sun, neither the besieging side nor the defending side dare to relax in the slightest, no matter how tragic the words, the final victory needs to be written with the sword in hand. Wanyan Wugunai is desperate, success or failure in this move, is how ferocious the offensive is, regardless of losses. Khan Timo also knew that the situation of Lu Dao was critical, so he did not dare to be blind and arrogant anymore, and handed over the command to Ashina Motan, Utagan, and Tuoba Altay, and these three people did not live up to his trust, and the command was determined, although the imperial city looked stormy, but every wave of attack of Wanyan Ugunai was resisted by them. From early morning to evening, the fierce battle continued, with corpses strewn everywhere and rivers of blood, but neither side showed any intention of flinching, but became more and more ferocious. The weather was cold, but the human blood was hot, and the murderous aura of the sky made the wind stop and disappear, which made the people of Bayan City tremble and panic. ……

The cold wind howled, and the remnant sun was like blood. After two days of fierce fighting, the Turkic imperial city was already full of corpses and rivers of blood, but the two sides of the war still did not relax in the slightest, but became even more crazy. The majestic imperial city is now mottled by the traces of war erosion, faintly revealing sadness and gloom, and no longer endowed with the majestic luxury of the past. Wanyan Wugunai stood on a temporary high platform with his sword, his back was as straight as a pine and cypress, but his face was full of dark clouds at this time, and he stared at the imperial city in front of him with a layer of blood, and his lips were tightly pursed. It's been two days, and I originally thought that I could smash Huanglong in one go and drive the so-called kid out of power, but I didn't want Ashinamotan, Utagan, and Tuoba Altay to be so difficult, and only 30,000 people blocked the attack of his 100,000 army. According to the time, the leaders of various places should have received the message of the imperial capital, the reinforcements are already on the way, and there will be reinforcements at sunset tomorrow at the latest. "Pass the order, step up the siege, and you must break through the city before midnight tonight!" Wanyan Wugunai licked his cold lips, spewed white gas in his mouth, and said seriously. The harsh winter season is not suitable for war, but in the eyes of the superiors, only victory and vital interests come first, and the lives and sufferings of ordinary soldiers will not be considered by them. "Chief, look, someone looks like someone is coming!" Just when Yan Wugunai's thoughts were in turmoil, a member of the general beside him suddenly exclaimed. Wanyan Wugunai suddenly raised his hand, looked in the direction pointed by the general, and suddenly reduced the dust in the distance. There was a faint rumbling of footsteps in the wind. Wanyan Wugunai suddenly changed color, his heart sank, and he shouted: "The whole army is on alert, ready to meet the enemy!" Following his order, the rebels at the head of the city immediately went into action, and the archers drew their bows and arrows. The catapult spring creaked, and the solemn and solemn aura made everyone's breath heavy. ...... "Cheer up and speed up!" Daru Bus took the lead, staring at the magnificent Bayan City like a giant beast in the sunset, although the wind and dust were dusty, and his face was tired, but his eyes were still very bright. After retreating to the Northern Turks from Yanmen Pass, Dalu Bus consulted with Alan Jebe. Fearing that the news of Jieli's death would cause turmoil, he replenished 20,000 soldiers and horses, a total of 50,000 men, all the way to the west, galloping non-stop after a short rest in Xunzhou. However, even so, Wanyan Ugunai still rebelled, but fortunately, the imperial city has not been lost, and Han Timo has not fallen into the hands of thieves at present, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable. "General Daru—" At this moment. A rider suddenly caught up from behind, and the Daru bus looked back. The person who came was none other than Alain Jebe. He had already suffered a lot of injuries, and he had been sleeping in the open for several days, day and night, and his face was very pale at this time, and his expression was a little aggrieved, but his face was still calm. Alan Zhebe's martial arts and strategies are extraordinary. Several times risked the death of the Savior, it was the Daru bus that admired him a lot, and he talked to him a lot along the way. At this time, seeing Alan Zhebei calling, Daru Bus couldn't help but stop, and said with some concern: "General Alan." You have a wound on your body, and you can't see the wind! "When the national disaster is at hand, why should there be a small injury?" Alan Zhebei shook his head, and then looked at Bayan City from a distance and said: "General Daru, we have come from afar, all the way fast, the soldiers are already exhausted, if we attack, I am afraid there is not much chance of victory!" Daru Bus frowned and said: "What the leader said is reasonable, but the imperial city is in danger, and I don't know how long it can last, we can reduce their pressure by arriving a moment earlier!" "General Daru is right." Alan Zhebei nodded and said: "I think we have to plan seriously about this matter, and we must contain the rebels in the city as much as possible, and it is best to enter the city and join forces with the inside and outside to defeat the enemy!" Looking at Alain Jebe's determined eyes, Daru Bus raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "Will the plan be released?" ...... "Whoever comes, report your name!" When Alan Jebe and the others came to Bayan City, Wanyan Wugunai held the arrow stack in his hand, looked condescendingly at the 50,000 army in the dust, and shouted in a deep voice. "It turned out to be the leader of Wanyan, Alan Zhebei is so polite!" Alain Zhe came out of the crowd, with a warm smile on his face, not the slightest murderous, but very respectful. Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling man, although Wanyan Wugunai was very wary of Alan Zhebei, his serious face softened a little, and he returned the salute slightly: "It turned out to be General Alain, disrespectful, disrespectful." I don't know why General Alain came in a hurry, if this leader can help, you might as well say it! Alan Zhe said with a smile: "Leader Wanyan, Alan Zhe really needs your help when he comes here this time!" "Oh?" Wanyan Wugunai raised his eyebrows, and he was even more vigilant in his heart, but he said without revealing anything on his face: "General Alain, please speak." Alan Zhebe's face was solemn, and he looked at Wanyan Wugunai with burning eyes and said: "Wanyan Chief, Alan Zhebei is coming from Yanmen Pass, one is to escort the body of the Great Khan back to the capital, and the other is to escort the Great Khan's last life. Hearing this, Wanyan Ugunai straightened up, staring at Alan Jebe with burning eyes, only to hear Alan Jebel continue: "It is really heartbreaking that Han Timo was framed by the villain, and he collaborated with Ashina Simo to assassinate the Great Khan, and even committed a heinous crime. The leader of Wanyan understands the righteousness, and it is exactly what the Great Khan wishes to raise his sword and soldier to 'clear the king's side and punish the traitor'. "Now the Turks, the leader of the Wanyan tribe, Wanyan Ugunai, is the most respected, and as soon as the Great Khan responds to the aftermath, he should preside over the reading of the will." As he spoke, Alain Jebel took out a sheepskin scroll from his bosom, which he usually used. Looking at the sheepskin scroll, Wanyan Wugunai's eyes suddenly became hot, and even his breathing became slightly short. Judging from Alan Zhebe's words, Jieli was obviously not very satisfied with Khanthemo's actions, and if it was clear that a new khan would be established in his will, Wanyan Wugunai's actions would be a righteous act that followed the heavens, not a rebellion. The change in Wanyan Wugunai's expression Alan Zhebei was in full view, and he said sincerely: "Wanyan Chief, please open the city gate and welcome the body of the Great Khan into the city!" Wanyan Wugunai woke up, frowned a few times, and said with some hesitation: "General Alan, it is not in accordance with the rules for foreign troops to enter the city, and the city is too small, I am afraid it will be inconvenient!" Alain Zhe sneered in his heart. Wanyan Wugunai didn't trust him, and he didn't know why, but he had a look of agreement on his face, and nodded: "What the leader said is reasonable, but if I don't respectfully send the body of the Great Khan into the city, won't I be very guilty." Before Yan Wugunai spoke, Alan Zhebei said: "Not so. Alan Jebe led a thousand guards from his headquarters to escort the body of the Great Khan into the city, and the others were stationed outside the city, but some supplies were still needed from the chief. "Well, as General Alain said." Wanyan Wugunai saw that Alan Zhebei was so sincere, and the worries in his heart were also relieved a lot, so he waved his hand and said, "Come, open the city gate, and send the Great Khan into the city." Alain Zhe said goodbye, ordered a thousand soldiers at random, and escorted the carriage where Jieli's body was placed slowly towards the city. Everyone looked sad and tired, the formation was loose, and they didn't seem to have the slightest sense of vigilance. Seeing Alan Zhebei walking into the city without any abnormal movement, Wanyan Wugunai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but at this moment, his elbow and armpit changed, and he saw Alan Zhebei with a smile on his face, suddenly shouted: "Wanyan Wugunai committed rebellion." The sin is so great that everyone will be punished for it. Kill me, brethren! With that, Alain drew his sword and rushed towards the city like a mad tiger. Kill the traitors, kill! "The Daru bus outside the city has been staring and preparing, listening to the cheers of Alain Jebe. Immediately raising his arms and shouting, he rode his horse and rushed straight towards the gate that had not yet been closed. "Kill !!" The 50,000 Turkic army suddenly burst out with earth-shattering shouts and rushed towards the city like wolves. "Close the gates, release the arrows, release the arrows!" Wanyan Wugunai's mournful shouts rang out at the head of the city. With a look of shock, "Alan Jebe, I'm going to kill you!" Although the city was full of arrows, the 50,000 Turkic army, led by Darubus, was not afraid of death, braving a dense rain of arrows to rush towards the city. In just half an hour, when the city gate was about to close, the Daru Bus finally arrived with the crowd and entered the city with a thunderous force. "Don't worry, the reinforcements have arrived, and the traitor will be killed, killed!" As soon as they entered the city, the Daru bus roared loudly, and the sound spread far and wide. "Haha Reinforcements have arrived, and it is at this time that the defeat will turn into victory. When Utagan heard the shouts of killing from the outer city, his solemn expression was immediately overjoyed, and he shouted: "Wanyan Wugunai, today is your death!" Get out of town and kill the enemy! "Alain Zhe, don't spoil my good deeds, spoil my good deeds!" Wanyan Wugunai's face was extremely ugly, and he sighed abruptly, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he said hatefully: "Withdraw the army, break through!" With that, Wanyan Wugunai turned over and got on his horse, and without the slightest delay, he walked towards the east gate of Bayan City. When Daru Bus led his army into the city, the outcome was decided, and even if Yan Wugunai resisted again, it would be in vain, so it was better to break through and maybe escape with his life.

There was a touch of morning light in the sky, and the warm color dispelled the dark night, but the exhausted Wanyan Ugunai did not feel the slightest warmth, only the cold from the inside out, the cold wind ruffled his long hair, revealing his cheeks full of wind and frost, and he was quite majestic in the past, but now his body is full of sadness and depression. "Wanyan Wugunai, give up, you can't escape!" In the distance, Utagan's clear voice came, still so clear even in the fierce cold wind. The hero is in the twilight of his life, and he is at the end of his rope. Wanyan Wugunai trembled, and these eight words floated in his heart. He didn't look back, just quietly looked at the rolling Yellow River in front of him, feeling the coldness carried by the rushing water vapor, only in this way could his depression due to failure be alleviated, or paralyzed. Becoming a king and defeating a king has been a matter of course since ancient times. From the beginning of the rebellion, Wanyan Wugunai had guessed such a result, but he did not expect that he would be defeated so quickly and so miserably. "Chief, you go by boat, the last general is willing to cut off for you!" The cronies around him said anxiously when he saw that Utagan led this black oppressive Turkic army to come up. Wanyan Wugunai smiled sadly: "What's the point of running away?" After speaking, he looked at Utagan from a distance and raised his voice: "Utagan, are you here?" Wanyan Ugunai's tone was very flat, plain with gentleness, as if it was a greeting to an old friend. Utagan stopped and was silent for a long time before he spoke: "I'm here, do you want to fight again?" "Can I ask you for one thing?" Wanyan Wugunai smiled, his smile in the morning light was endlessly lonely, and without waiting for Utagan to answer, he shook his head with a gloomy face and said, "I hope that all the blame will be borne by me!" As he spoke, Wanyan Wugunai turned his head and looked around, taking a deep look at the soldiers gathered around him. Yesterday there were 100,000 soldiers, but now there are only more than 2,000 people left, all of whom are tired, and their expressions are a little numb. "Take care!" After a long time, a rich smile bloomed on Wanyan Ugunai's face again, like a withered flower, and his voice was so soft and yet heavy that everyone could hear it clearly. As soon as the words fell, the blood-stained long sword in Wanyan Wugunai's hand suddenly rose horizontally and slashed hard at his neck. "Don't ......" The general next to Wanyan Wugunai exclaimed, but he could only watch a red blood arrow shoot out from Wanyan Wugunai's neck, and all that remained in his gradually dissipated eyes was relief and a trace of regret. Soldiers, fight for the leader, kill! "The general slowly lowered Wanyan Wugunai's body to the ground with a sad face, and then slowly stood up, raising his long sword at the morning light, and the cold blade of the sword flashed with repeated light." Kill! All the rebels roared in a low voice and rushed towards Utakan with their troops.

Rather than kneeling and begging to surrender, it is better to die on the spot vigorously, although the outcome of this battle is doomed to failure, but the hot blood of the soldiers should also be sprinkled on the battlefield. "Kill!" Utagan waved his arms gently, and the archers behind him who had long been eyeing him immediately loosened their strings, and in the overwhelming rain of arrows, the rebels who rushed forward fell in pieces, and the blood quickly dyed the river embankment red, slowly blending into the Yellow River, the color became lighter and lighter, and finally disappeared. On November 27, when the traitor Wanyan Ugunai was beheaded, and Jieli's last order was read out on the Jinluan Hall of the Bayan Palace, Khan Themo finally got his wish and ascended to the coveted throne of Khan and became the ruler of the Turks. After becoming the Great Khan, Khan Timo first named Ashinamotan as the left Khan, Tuoba Altay as the right Khan, Alan Zhe did not risk death to save him this time, and sent Jieli's will in time, which won the favor of Khan Timo, and Yelu Abaoji said behind his back, and was later crowned as Ming Ge Khan, which is the only Turkic official position of the left and right Khan. When it was all over, and Khanthemo truly took control of the Turks, his despicable nature erupted like a volcano, and he was so lavish and lustful that as soon as Jieli was buried, he inspected Jieli's harem and ordered them to be kept in the account for his amusement.

…… In the winter of the fourteenth year of Huanglong, Xu Shi finally defeated the enemy army that came to attack, and even God celebrated it, the first heavy snow turned into a square, and the second snow fell again, painting the entire northern land with a layer of white color, as if to wash away the wounds of war. Ruixue Trillion Year. Although the weather is colder, the hearts of the people are warm. There is no war, no natural disasters, and their lives can have the most basic guarantee, and these may be what Lin Nan, as an emperor, wants to see the most. (To be continued.) )