Datong Mansion, Yelu Dashi finally met Emperor Liao as he wished, and these ministers of the remnants of the mountains and rivers of Daliao on the Golden Palace were all glamorous.

After Yelu Dashi entered the hall, he looked out of place, and there were already ministers laughing.

This guy was in rags, and there were mottled arrow marks on his armor, and he dared to come to this golden palace.

Xiao Si coughed first, and everyone barely quieted down, Yelu Yanxi's face was a little tired, with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, and he couldn't stop yawning. Singing and drinking all night, he has hollowed out his body.

"Chenye Lu Dashi, I have seen Your Majesty."

"Calm down, you came to see me, what are you doing?"

Yelu Dashi said in a condensed voice: "The minister is incompetent, he was defeated by Wanyan Lou Room in Beigui Mountain of Zhongjing Mansion, and now Zhongjing Mansion has no place to stand. The Jurchen army is about to move south, and the minister asks His Majesty to send troops as soon as possible to help the minister recapture the Beigui Mountain of Zhongjing Mansion, or for the Yunzhou Ping Domain. ”

Yelu Dashi is not a person who does not know how to be flexible, he knows that if he is simply reasonable, the wine bags and rice bags in this hall will definitely not send troops.

Only by making them afraid, knowing that the Jurchens are about to go south, will they pay attention.

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, there was an uproar in the Golden Palace. Yelu Yanxi also sat up straight, and said in a panic: "Jin Bing is calling again?" Go to the Great Song Dynasty and invite General Yao. ”

Yelu Dashi's face was pale, the Khitan boy must not be dead, and when he encountered the enemy, he went to the Great Song Dynasty to invite someone to help in the war?

This faint king is really bloodless, and the terrible thing is... The ministers of the palace responded one after another.

Rotten!

It's rotten to the bones, and from the inside out, there is not a piece of good meat.

Yelu Dashi felt that the sky was spinning, and a sense of powerlessness started from the soles of his feet and went straight to the heavenly spirit cover.

He really wanted to go out and kill all these rotten people who had no bones and no backbone. I heard that Yang Lin was in the Southern Dynasty, carried a sword into the palace, and stabbed the traitor Liang Shicheng, and locked the emperor on a hundred-foot building.

Yelu Dashi can't wait to do the same at this time and have a palace change, but unfortunately he doesn't have the strength of Yang Lin.

When the monarchs and ministers of the first hall discussed going to the Great Song Dynasty to move the rescue troops, Yelu Dashi silently walked out of this old golden palace, the palace built by the Han people, the eaves and arches, simple and elegant. It's always so grandiose and oppressive.

Standing at the door of the main hall and looking out, the dark clouds piled up, as if they were about to fall down and crush the flowers.

Yelu Dashi walked out of this palace step by step, and from beginning to end, he didn't look back.

The noise of the hall was so loud that the flies and mosquitoes buzzed in reality, and no more words reached his ears.

Back in the dilapidated courtyard where his subordinates lived, hundreds of people raised their heads and looked at them expectantly.

Yelu Dashi laughed miserably and said: "The king of the palace is faint and mediocre, and there is not even half a man, and our Khitan has no hope." ”

Everyone was silent, staring closely at Yelu Dashi, and the feelings of grief and indignation converged together, enveloping this dilapidated courtyard.

Yelu Dashi knew that he would definitely die after he went back, and Wanyan Lou would not give himself a chance. Yunzhou has no troops to support, and with only the chicken-ribbed miscellaneous beard and the mediocre Eighth Battalion of the Resentful Army, it is impossible to fight hard with the Jurchens.

Unless it is to abandon the entire Great Liao, listen to his subordinates, flee to the Western Regions, and choose a place to live on the prairie.

His heart was tangled into a ball, and it seemed that even a breath would affect his heart, liver and spleen, and he was in great pain.

Suddenly, a thunderclap fell, followed by torrential rain.

The samurai in the courtyard, none of whom sheltered from the rain, all stared at Yelu Dashi in the rain curtain.

This thunder seemed to split the tangled mass in Yelu Dashi's heart, and he opened his eyes. Rushan stood straight, his eyes were red, and he glanced at the hundred and ten people under his command and roared in the rain: "The faint king has no way, the traitor Ying Dynasty, are you willing to kill me in the palace!" ”

The ancestral skill of the Great Liao people is to kill the monarch and stand on their own, and if you don't rebel, you are embarrassed to claim to be the Khitan prince.

Yelu Dashi's subordinates were not shocked or rejoiced, and one hundred and ten people should shout in unison!

The cold rain poured on his body, without the slightest chill, but his blood boiled like fire.

Yunzhou City, the head of the city is heavily guarded, and the palace is also five steps and one sentry, and ten steps and one post.

There were only more than a hundred people in Yelu Dashi, and their dilapidated courtyard had no stables at all, and they happened to step on the war horses at this time.

The group rushed to the outside of the palace, and there was a young general, who raised his hand from afar, and motioned for them to dismount.

Yelu Dashi stretched out his hand, took a javelin from the hands of his own soldiers, threw it with all his might, and pierced him through a hole.

At this time, the Liao soldiers outside the palace realized that this group of people had rebelled, and everyone was pale, looking at each other, all of them were frightened.

Who are they? How many centaurs do they have? Who's behind this?

No one would believe that a foreign general with a hundred men would dare to rebel.

If this kind of rebellion is instigated by the authorities, which side should they stand on?

When he hesitated slightly, Yelu Dashi had already waved his hand, signaled his subordinates, and slammed open the door.

After all, the Yunzhou Palace is a palace, which was originally the government office of Datong City, and there are not many doors, and it is not very strong.

The hundred people around Yelu Dashi have all followed him all the way, although they have been defeated and fought repeatedly, but the waves have long eliminated those who are weak, and they are all elite warriors who have experienced a hundred battles.

The back of Yelu Dashishan, in this rain curtain, became the greatest source of encouragement and confidence for his subordinates.

Under the heavy rain, the arrows were already difficult to work at this time, and several pro-soldiers came to the door and rushed hard, and the people inside stood at the head of the wall, and saw that there were only a hundred people outside, and they actually opened the gate and wanted to come out to capture them alive to take credit.

This fatal light enemy made Yelu Dashi's eyes widen, and he shouted like thunder, and led his troops to rush to the door.

His eyes were like electricity, and his complexion was like iron, Yelu Dashi thought in his heart at this time, but it was better to die here than to be angry to death by these birdmen.

Regardless of the fact that he only has a hundred people, whether he is a palace, or whether he is heavily guarded, Yelu Dashi only has boundless murderous aura in his heart at this time.

Kill this group of traitors who lost their ancestral inheritance and broke the backbone of the Khitan.

The torrential rain smashed on the cold armor, shattering into countless tiny water droplets and bouncing off, and one hundred and ten people were unstoppable.

The young general who opened the city gate, before he had time to shout a strong voice, a sharp red tasseled spear had pierced in front of him before his shout, he only saw the red tassel on the head of the spear explode in the wind, the tip of the spear in the left pupil quickly expanded, and before it stabbed in front of him, the blood droplets on the tip of the spear had splashed into his eyes, and then ...... and they were fused with his blood.

The people who rushed to the front didn't care about their own lives at all, just hoping to use their flesh and blood to make a way for the brothers behind.

In the rainstorm, the rush of forgetting life and death, only between the lightning and flint, the opening of the gate of the palace made the soldiers and horses inside lose the initiative, and they didn't even know what was going on.

This palace in Yunzhou, after all, is only a renovation of the government office, and it is too late to change it. The depth was no more than the size of three courtyards, and once the gate was breached, a single charge could reach the main hall.

In the main hall, the envoy to the Great Song Dynasty has been selected...

The palace was full of kings and ministers, and in the torrential rain and thunder, none of them heard the shouts of killing outside.

Finally, a bloody soldier rolled into the main hall...

"Your Majesty, it's not good, it's the other way around!"

"Who's the opposite?!"

Before the soldier could speak, a gun pierced him, and the body of the gun still trembled.

"I, Yelu Dashi, are the opposite!"