Under the city of Yinzhou, another group of troops who received the holy plate went north, with flags covering the sky, and the tip of the knife was like a forest.

Yang Lin, the head of the city, wore a round-necked robe, a leather belt waist, and a pair of footless heads, looking at the crowd below, his eyes were resolute.

Many people may have died in this battle, but it is nothing compared to the later crimes of the Mongols.

The steppe must be appeased, otherwise no matter how powerful the empire is, it will also encounter the invasion of aliens on the grassland in autumn and winter.

If they don't rob, they won't be able to live, their lives will be gone, and people will be hungry and anxious, and they will do anything.

The people on the border are also entitled to tranquility and should not be hunted by others.

The autumn wind is blowing, the wind outside Yinzhou is yellow and the sand is heavy, and a red sunset, half-hanging at the foot of the mountain, is about to fall.

It had been two hours since noon, and the army had not yet finished.

Song Jiang stood in the distance with his hands behind his back, and the wind puffed up the robe on his body like an oval ball.

Yang Lin looked at his back, and knew in his heart that this battle was different from the past.

Since ancient times, barbarians have been used to fight side battles, no more than the Tang Dynasty, but there will be no such scenes. Hundreds of thousands of people, elated, rushed to the war, for the sake of a "holy" word.

Yang Lin smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he wanted to say that no one knows how to drive the alien warriors on the border better than me.

It is more loyal than the Han people, and it is more suitable for this kind of destructive warfare and slaughter-style cleansing on the grassland.

The men and horses under the city finally saw the end, Yang Lin clapped his hands, stood up, and said to the surrounding officials: "It's almost, don't continue to recruit soldiers and horses, the next thing is to look at Yunnei." ”

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In the city of Fuliao, the Khitan re-organized the head fish banquet, but only a few small countries in the north came to the meeting.

The huge territories of Seljuk and Byzantium blocked all the small countries in the south and west, and the Great Song Dynasty in the east, no matter how prosperous the Khitan was in the eyes of the Song people, it was just a loser who was driven out of the field, and it was impossible to play with him.

On the banks of Tigris and the Liao, groups of Liao people guarded an empty field by the river.

There were a few sturdy Khitan warriors on the river, and after casting their nets, they fished out a net of plump fish, which resembled carp. Born and raised in this place, a big meat is tender and less thorny, rich in nutrition, roasted with date palm wood to eat tastes particularly good, the skin is crispy and the meat is tender, crispy and delicious, and has a unique flavor.

The attendants were all dressed in black and green clothes, each with a hammer, an eagle food, and a thorn cone, and stood in a row every five or seven meters around the lake. If geese and geese are found, the attendants beat drums, wave flags, and report the news.

After receiving the report, Yelu Dashi personally went out to shoot the goose.

Yelu Dashi was wearing a black short-fighting suit, riding on a horse, and after a long time, he suddenly drew an arrow and shot it into the sky.

After a while, a wild goose fell, and the samurai applauded.

No matter how many people came, it was always the beginning of the fish feast, whether it was Yelu Dashi or a group of Khitan civil and military personnel, they were all very happy.

The monarchs and ministers sent congratulatory messages, danced and sang, drank and shouted, and scattered wild goose feathers all over the ground, and put long hairs on their hats to have fun.

Seeing that the courtiers were staggering and drunk, Yelu Dashi suddenly said loudly: "The bow is like a full moon and arrows are like stars, the rope hook throws the fish and the water is bloody, the hair and blood fly wildly, the geese and ducks fall, where to put the sea Dongqing." ”

Ye Luxian, who was still dancing, heard this, and his heart was full of reaction, His Majesty is really a good hand to disappoint the fun.

Originally, today, I was happy, but you mentioned the old things again, could it be that a good day will not be let us live?

Yelu Dashi looked around, and those who could understand were all uneasy, and those who could not understand were clapping their hands there.

He already knew in his heart that Da Liao had always had a tradition of rebellion among powerful ministers, and if he insisted on advancing eastward, he would be overthrown sooner rather than later. Because no one wants to go back but themselves.

In this case, let's first build a strong empire and restore the self-confidence of the Khitans.

Even if this generation can't do it, I will train the next generation of Khitan Erlang into warriors who dare to fight.

He stood up, drank the wine in his hand, wiped his mouth and clapped his hands, and said, "My edict has spread all over the world, and the Seljuks dare not come, they are emperors who despise you!" ”

As soon as he heard that he was going to fight Seljuk, Yeluxian took the lead in applauding and said loudly: "Seljuk despises our emperor so much, he will not destroy his country, captive his king, slaughter his capital, and cut off his heirs, and he can't calm the anger of his ministers!" ”

The Khitan generals present asked for battle, Yelu Dashi smiled and pressed his hand, and said: "When Xiao Baobao returns victoriously, it will be the time for the Khitan iron horse to go south." ”

After Yelu Dashi finished speaking, he didn't know that Constantinople at this time was already a sea of blood and fire.

Xiao Baobao dug a tunnel to the bottom of the city, piled up countless explosives, and blew the city gate open.

The Khitan army swarmed up, and the emperor at the head of the city, in the original time and space, should have turned the tide, saved the Eastern Roman Empire, and led the weak empire to revive Alexios I, fell from the tower of the city and died on the spot.

After Xiao Baobao entered the city, he plundered the army for three days, and then ordered that because the city resisted the heavenly soldiers, the inhabitants of the city were killed by one out of ten, and the others were taken as slaves.

In three days, no less than 100,000 people died in the city, and the remaining 10,000 or 20,000 were drawn out of ten.

Countless dead bodies were thrown into the Aegean Sea, making the sea extremely fishy.

The splendid palace was protected by Xiao Baobao, because this place may become the new capital.

The ministers of the court all had this idea, because once the capital was moved here, it would definitely expand its territory to the west and protect the capital, so as to dispel His Majesty's unrealistic idea of going eastward.

As for the old capital, just listen to the name, what is it called Fuliao City, it is clear that he wants to kill back to Shangjing. Is it so easy to go back to Beijing, if you can beat it, why should you be tired like a lost dog in the first place, where did you escape your life?

The Khitan people in the court are not all afraid of death, but they have all experienced those cruel days, and they know in their hearts that going back is a dead end.

It's better to leave a trace of blood for the Khitan people here.

So even though it was already hell outside the palace, this magnificent palace was not damaged, but the people inside were not so lucky.

In the Imperial City, a beautiful garden, with square foundations, semi-domes, and ornate buildings often supported by huge stone columns and colonnades, is hidden in the garden, and you will faintly see the delicate carvings of people and animals on the stone walls.

In a courtyard here, a group of disheveled girls gathered, wearing only a corset, revealing their snow-white lower abdomen.

The benefactor in front of him was tense, and the two towering masses continued to tremble as he walked, as if he might jump out of the claw at any time.

On their snow-white ankles, a string of brass bells was tied to prevent them from escaping.

A Khitan man smiled a little obscenely, and said: "Dutong, these are the noble daughters of the royal family here, the broken ones are divided among the brothers, and the ugly ones are slaughtered, these are all left for you." ”

He flicked his whip majestically, frightened the women, and hurriedly danced humiliatingly to show off his graceful figure.

Xiao Baobao snorted coldly and scolded: "So, why can you only be a partial general, can I do this?" To Your Majesty, of course! ”

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