The imperial chariot of the Emperor of Liao is facing the Nanxun Gate Tower, a few miles away, the Liao Emperor Yelu Dashi squinted his eyes, looked at the most majestic city in the world, took a deep breath of a wisp of breath floating in the city, and an intoxicated expression appeared on his face, as if he was not breathing air, but nectar.

Yelu Dashi's eyes seemed to be closed, and after a long while, he suddenly opened, showing a line of essence, and then the divine light was restrained. He turned his head sideways and smiled gently: "I have a reluctant request, and I have to bother King Zhao, can you open the city for me, and invite my brother to the palace for one or two?" ”

Zhao Ke's face was like ashes, I don't know whether he was angry or afraid, his hands trembled slightly in the sleeves of the dragon robe, the top of the dragon robe was still clean, but the bottom was shocking, and Ding Ding was full of blood and dirt. Zhu Xianyi's final battle was cruel and fierce, and many of the blood stains on Zhao Ke's dragon bubble were those of the loyal Banzhi guards. These people have been favored by the officials of all dynasties, starting from Song Taizu, and have defended the royal family for generations. Therefore, as soon as the emperor ordered, they abandoned their wives to escort them south, and those who sacrificed their lives to protect the Lord all died overnight. Listening to Yelu Dashi's words, Zhao Ke nodded, "Huh? But nothing was done. His expression was blank, and if he hadn't snorted, he would have been like a zombie.

Yelu Dashi frowned, waved his hand, and two wolf-like tiger palace tent soldiers stepped forward, one left and one right, and Zhao Ke was put off the imperial chariot. Soon after, Zhao Ke was caught on a horse by the Liao army and slowly galloped towards the Xunmen Gate in the south of Bianliang City.

Yelu Dashi turned his head and lightly struck the whip. Just behind the Imperial Palace, hundreds of Song clan members stood on the dirt ground in a hurry, without any noble bearing. The surrounding palace tent cavalry urged the horses to rush up, shouting in their mouths, and driving away with spears, so that this group of embarrassed relatives of the emperor walked towards the army.

A smile appeared at the corner of Yelu Dashi's mouth. This is the most noble signing army of the Southern Dynasty. If the Bianliang Song army insists on not opening the city gate, then use one or two hundred county kings, heirs, and princes as the signing army to serve as arrows for the Liao soldiers who are besieging the city, but to see if the Song army in the city dares to kill this group of people. Those dozen princes, he wanted to keep them for later use, as a substitute for Emperor Zhao Ke of the Song Dynasty. Moreover, with the emperor and more than a dozen princes in hand, according to the system of knighthood of the Song dynasty, the princes of the princes, the kingdom and the princes of the princes can be born in a steady stream.

On the tower of Nanxun Gate, several Banzhi guards looked out of the city with pale faces, they were all lookout scouts who knew that His Majesty had been captured by the Liao, and they were ordered by Uncle Zhang to be locked in the city tower and not to go out. "That's the official family!" A voice suddenly shouted. It was as if the sky was falling. "Lord Commander, what should I do, shoot the official's house with arrows?" The voice was already crying, "Is this a rebellion?" ”

On the east side of the old Fengqiu Gate, the bell chime in the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Kaibao Temple sounded clearly, and thousands of monks risked being hit by cannon stones, kneeling on the futon and knocking on the wooden fish, closing their eyes and muttering words, under the leadership of the abbot, they were still praying for the official's house to return to Bianliang as soon as possible. Of course, there should be countless kings and teachers to defend His Majesty, expel the northern captives with the power of heaven, and after subduing Hebei, it is best to take Yanyun directly, take Shangjing, and let the Yelu Dashi who destroyed the temple and destroy the Buddha fall into hell forever. "Sin, sin." The abbot monk accidentally moved his hatred, and then prayed for the official family with great piety, and the Sanskrit Buddha sang and echoed in the sky above the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

As soon as the war began, wealthy merchants moved south one after another to avoid disaster, and the business of Temple Street, which was thriving, plummeted. Adjacent to Kaibao Temple, shops selling incense and candles and vegetarian food have been closed for several days, and only a few idlers roam the streets. At the door of Shijiaxiang Pharmacy, a couple sat on a stool with sad faces, two of them braided silk sachets in their hands, and the dustpan beside them was already piled up, and the gold and silver brocade threads were woven into sachets that were particularly beautiful, filled with strange fragrance, but no one patronized. "Alas——, don't worry, don't worry, just wait for the official dragon to come back, and the business will be done." Shopkeeper Shi comforted the proprietress and sighed again. For ordinary people, the official family is the sky, and the Bianliang people who have lived at the feet of the Son of Heaven for generations are even more so. Now that the price of rice is getting more and more expensive, if there is no business for a while, I am afraid that the family will not have enough to eat, so I just hope that the official family will come back as soon as possible.

Outside the northern city, the Baoyi army was still training nervously, whether it was Shao Wu, who was deeply loved in Tokyo, or Zhang Shuye, the head of the Henan Mabu Army, who was slandered by them, they did not dare to easily send this rabble composed of students and idle men to the city. Zhang Shuye even understood the existence of the new Baoyi Army as the will of the ancestors to turn bandits into soldiers. Subduing the two restless forces in Bianliang City is a great fortune. On the edge of the small school field, two unscrupulous Confucian officers were watching the soldiers drill. Although they are all grinding guns in battle, Taixue Confucianism eats better than ordinary people, and there are many people who usually open bows and strengthen their bodies, and they are also literate and hyphenation. Those who are prepared to be in charge of a state or county can still be competent in guiding these soldiers to conduct simple drills.

"The official family actually abandoned the people of the city, and fled without a sound." Jia Yuanzhen sighed in a low voice.

"Even if you want to leave, you should leave the clan to sit in the town and stabilize people's hearts." Liu Wengu shook his head and said, "You actually took away the entire clan?" In the previous dynasty, Xuanzong patrolled Shuzhong, and also left the prince to resist the Anshi rebels in the north. ”

"Prince?" Jia Yuanzhen said with a smile, "It's only been a few years since the official family got married? Besides, can the official family trust the clan? ”

While the two were talking, suddenly, a cry came from the south of the city, and Liu Wengu and Jia Yuanzhen looked up curiously. "What's going on?" Not far away, Ma Yuan also asked in this direction. "I don't know." Liu Wengu replied loudly while listening intently, wondering what was going on. It is strictly forbidden to make noise in the army, and it is even more taboo to gather people to cry, and it is almost a roar. Many of the Baoyi soldiers also stopped their drills and whispered to each other, guessing what had happened.

The cries of the city grew louder and louder, interspersed with muffled howls and shouts, drifting along the north wind. Suddenly, Liu Wengu's face changed suddenly, he heard the vague word "Guanjia", and then someone cried and shouted, "The Guanjia has been captured by the Northern Captives." Zhong Taixue had an incredulous look on his face.

Many of the soldiers in the drill looked at each other, and someone asked the one next to him in a low voice: "Brother, I seem to have heard it wrong, did you hear it clearly?" The man hesitated, refusing to say what he had heard, and asked the other man, "Brother, have you heard anything?" It seems to be an official ......" A group of people asked and asked, and they couldn't believe it, but no one said the word "official". At this time, the cry from the south is getting louder and louder, and it is clear that "the official family has fallen", "just under the city tower", this cry seems to be contagious, at first the forbidden army at the head of the city is crying, and then the people under the city are also crying, as if a huge cloud of sorrow slowly enveloped the entire Bianliang, and finally, everyone has to accept this cruel nightmare.

The formation of the Baoyi army was completely dispersed, and the Confucian officers did not have the heart to rectify, and everyone was as pale as dirt, and they didn't know what to do. "Bang Dang" sounded several times, which was particularly harsh, Ma Yuan frowned, and looked at the sound, but the spears of several soldiers fell to the ground without hand.

The entire Bianliang army and civilians were millions, and the despair and cries of countless people converged into a huge whirlpool, and Nanxunmen, who was the first to discover that the official family had been captured, became the center of the entire whirlpool. Although Shao Wu and Zhang Shuye had already ordered that as long as the Liao army was close to the city, they would be shot to death with arrows, but the Liao army escorted the official family to the city, and which of the forbidden troops in the city really dared to open their bows and arrows? Not to mention that further away, hundreds of clans had been escorted to the front of the Liao army.

Shao Wu, who stayed in Tokyo, looked at the bottom of the city tower again, and was held in the middle by the Liao army, like a dead man, the official family sighed long, and said in a low voice: "The official family and the clan have fallen, and the hearts of the army and the people have been lost. The Liao army plundered gold silk and other foreign objects, and Shao was worried about the people of this city. Uncle Zhang's face was cold and he didn't speak. Shao Wu's face was complicated, and he said in a low voice: "If the Liao lord can kill the white horse and swear an oath, after entering the city, he will only take gold and silk, money and grain, and will not wash the city with his troops, and restrain his subordinates not to kill indiscriminately, not to commit adultery with women, and not to plunder the people in the city to slavery in the north." The lord humiliated the ministers to death, and the infamy of offering the city was borne by Shao. ”

"Lord Shao." Uncle Zhang heard that he had the intention of martyrdom, and his face changed greatly, "No." Shao Wu shook his head, sighed, and said dejectedly: "Send people out of the city and state the conditions to Yelu Dashi." If he doesn't agree, the jade will be burned. His face was full of grief and indignation, and he looked at the officials under the city again, staggered to his knees, and slowly, made a great courtier salute of three bows and nine kneels.

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Yanmen Pass, the cliff is towering, built on the city between the cliffs, Hedong Road is slightly deputy envoy Zhe Keqiu received the gold medal urgently, he opened a look, and suddenly his complexion changed greatly. Zhe Keqiu thought this was a holy decree, but he didn't expect it to be from the Xijing camp. Zhangxin Jiedu made Cao Di frankly tell him that in addition to the third son of the first emperor, King Jing Zhao Qi is still fine, the official Zhao Ke and other clans have fallen into the hands of the Liao army, and the fall of Bianliang is only in the evening.

When this country was in trouble, in order to prevent the Liao State from taking advantage of this, only Zhao Qi, the king of Lijing, was the king, and in the name of the new monarch, he called on all military states in the world to either send food and salary, or the new training of the king's division. The Cao family, the Zhe family, and the Yang family were favored by the Song family and entrusted to the border town domain. At this time, it is even more important to work together to overcome the difficulties. At the back of the document, there is a holy decree issued by Zhao Qi, which is awarded to Yang Yanqing's privy deputy envoy and the prince and the young master, and the seal can be asked to be the commander of the guard Ma Bujun to add the prince and the young guard. In addition, there is also a letter from Prime Minister Cai Jing, and officials from dozens of states and counties in the southeast have already united in supporting Zhao Qi, the king of Jing, as the emperor, and persuaded Yang Yanqing to ask the two to put state affairs first.