With the roar of Fars' men, the riots of believers below were even worse at this time, and in an instant, everyone in the courtyard fell into a panic, and the guards at the door began to violently push the believers and run towards Fars's corpse.

Xiao Yanlou looked at Fales's corpse in disbelief, the sun god who was still alive and proud of the divine just now, was like this in an instant...... Assassinated!

Cold sweat soaked his back, and the coolness brought by the breeze not only made Xiao Yanlou's scalp tingle, but also made him involuntarily, and when he looked at the bloody hole in Fars's neck, a layer of goosebumps began to spread.

The shuddering feeling made his legs weak, and the sound that the people from Beifu had lurked here instantly flashed in his mind, looking at the panicked crowd below, and then looking at the guards who were desperately squeezing inside, Xiao Yanlou couldn't help but feel a blackness in front of him.

Beifu is so ruthless...... Xiao Yanlou hadn't finished sighing in his heart, his eyes were found in the crowd of two sharp gazes, which were placed on him at this time, when he saw the black eyes, Xiao Yanlou instantly fell into an ice cave, reflexively stretched out his hand to Ye Qing and Mu Huali, pulled the subordinates of the believers who were still commanding the defenders and grabbing the helpless believers next to Fars' corpse, and shouted: "They are murderers, they are murderers...... ”

At this time, the subordinate didn't care about him at all, and even hated him in his heart, after all, if it weren't for his request, the sun god would not have come here in danger, let alone be assassinated and killed.

Impatiently grabbed Xiao Yanlou's neck with one hand, looked at Xiao Yanlou with fire-breathing eyes, gritted his teeth, and wanted to devour Xiao Yanlou alive: "Let me tell you, your king of the Southern Courtyard must give us an explanation for this matter, the sun god is dead, even if the murderer is caught, our king will not just forget it!" Xiao Yanlou blushed and breathed rapidly, but even so, he still pointed to the direction where Ye Qing and Mu Huali were just now, and said with difficulty: "I saw the real murderer, and he was in the crowd...... Look at ...... over there. ”

The two of them turned their heads at the same time to look in the direction that Xiao Yanlou was pointing, but the scene at this time was that the guards rudely ordered all the believers in the gate to kneel down and check whether there were weapons and blood stains on their bodies, and for a while, they couldn't see Ye Qing and Mu Huali.

At this time, outside the gate, on the more chaotic street, Ye Qing and Mu Huali, who had successfully walked out of the gate, were crowding forward, constantly squeezing in the opposite direction, especially Mu Huali's injured shoulder, in the crowding of shoulder to shoulder, had begun to ooze blood, and the white robe had begun to be gradually dyed red.

Xiao Yanlou looked at the kneeling crowd below with a somewhat helpless look, coughed violently a few times, raised his eyes that were crying because of coughing again, blurred, and vaguely saw two figures that looked like murderers in the distance, squeezing in the opposite direction abruptly.

On the afternoon of July 18 of the first year of Shaoxi, when Temujin's troops approached the city of Malhan, it was the time when Lahore, the defender of Keman City, surrendered with a white flag.

With the death of Fars, like a gust of wind blowing in the city of Keman, the entire city of Keman instantly fell into a state of madness and self-abandonment, the defenders at the head of the city faced a coalition of no more than 5,000 people, even if they had tentatively entered the range of bows and arrows, the defenders did not even dare to let go of an arrow.

The believers and people in the city have completely collapsed, and the entire city is in a paralyzed situation all of a sudden, and even when Lahore got the news of Fars's death from the city, he led a team to the scene, and saw several cases of thugs, hooligans, etc., in Keman City, who began to smash and loot some shops.

Although some were suppressed along the way, because of the importance of Fars's death and the pressure of strong enemies outside the city, Lahore could no longer take care of the mobs in the city, so he could only send a few soldiers to rescue the painful woman who was besieged and teased in the corner by a few thugs, and could no longer effectively prevent the spread of the atrocities in the city.

As an important city of commerce and trade, adjacent to the Liao State, the most suffering is the many merchants who rested here and prepared to go to the Liao State and the Xia State to trade.

And after Lahore saw Fars's corpse with his own eyes, the black blood hole between Fars's throat shook in front of his eyes, like a black hole, full of weird and terrifying feelings.

Xiao Yanlou only cared about mobilizing the Liao soldiers who came with him, guarding his cart of gold and silver treasures, and not being robbed of them in the chaos, and the busy and panicked figure of self-preservation, coupled with the dissatisfaction of Fars' subordinates in front of Lahore.

Let Lahore immediately think of a way to exchange peace with Xiao Yanlou, so Mo Xiaobao did not spend a single soldier, and the defenders of the Khorezm people at the head of the city threw down their weapons from the city, opened the city gate, and officially entered the city of Keman.

The sun began to tilt below the western horizon, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the chaotic city of Keman, and the original sacredness was now in the twilight, but it seemed extremely depressed and lonely.

The entry of the coalition forces made the rioters in Keman City disappear without a trace like a tide, but along the way, you can also see that in just half a day, the thugs and hooligans in the city smashed and looted the traces of destruction, and some shops were also emitting black smoke at this time, and the men and shopkeepers were busy extinguishing the fire and calculating the loss of property.

The 5,000-strong soldiers immediately entered the city, under the clear command of Mo Xiaobao, controlled the defenders in the entire Keman City, that is, even Lahore, who went out of the city to meet Mo Xiaobao, could not even find a blade on his body at this time.

Under the leadership of Lahore, the tongue man translated Lahore's words to Mo Xiaobao, Xiao Yanlou has now been controlled in Zoroastrianism, as long as the coalition forces do not slaughter the city, then the entire Keman City will definitely not have the slightest resistance.

Some of the white believers were still kneeling on the side of the road, or sitting cross-legged like the world's greatest, beside the shops and houses that had been looted by the mob, praying for the dead great sun god Fars.

Xiao Yanlou and his own soldiers are only about 200 people, and now they have been controlled by Lahore next to him, but Mo Xiaobao has not found the shadow of Ye Qing and Mu Huali until now, which makes him effortlessly break Keman City, but he can't be happy in his heart.

When he was about to follow Lahore into Zoroastrianism, there were only half doors left in the door of a tavern on the side of the street, but at this time, two smiling men slowly walked out.

The white robes on the two of them were stained with dust and blood, and one of them was obviously injured on the shoulder, and the blood stained most of Mu Huali's shoulder, and there was still a trace of fatigue and relief in his expression.

Lahore looked at the two people who were not afraid of the Liao coalition army for some reason, and walked straight out of the tavern, and when he was about to scold, he saw that the coalition general next to him had jumped off the horse for the first time and rushed to the two people.

"Are you alright, my lord?"

"How's the Great Khan?"

Mo Xiaobao and Mu Huali spoke almost at the same time, Mo Xiaobao was concerned about what he noticed at a glance, Ye Qing's bandaged left hand, and Mu Huali's first reaction was to be concerned about Temujin.

"I'm fine." Ye Qing smiled and shook his head, although it was only a few days since he had been seen, but it was such a short separation of a few days, but it made Ye Qing completely realize that the Mo Xiaobao in front of him was no longer the wandering thief boy in Lin'an City, but a mature and stable young military general who could lead the army and take charge alone.

While looking Mo Xiaobao up and down, Mo Xiaobao also looked Ye Qing up and down, and similarly, in Mo Xiaobao's opinion, in just a few days, he saw a faint sense of vicissitudes from Ye Qing's body.

"Let's tell Mu Huali where Temujin is now." Ye Qing patted Mo Xiaobao on the shoulder and said.

In the past few days, although the two have not fought side by side, whether it is Mo Xiaobao under the command of Temujin, or Ye Qing, who has penetrated into the enemy camp, they are actually under great pressure.

Mo Xiaobao was worried about Ye Qing's safety all the time, and Ye Qing was also worried all the time about whether the flower planting army would be calculated by Temujin, or would it be ...... Just as he wooed Mu Huali, he would also woo Mo Xiaobao and Zhong Silkworm.

He believed in Mo Xiaobao and Zhong Silkworm's loyalty to him, just as Temujin would never suspect that Mu Huali would betray him, but even so, Temujin would be worried about whether Ye Qing would take the opportunity to win over Mu Huali, or ...... If you can't make a plan, you will be ruthless to Mu Huali secretly?

After all, Zhong Silkworm and Mo Xiaobao still had thousands of people behind them, and Ye Qing and Mu Huali were beside them, and as the last scout appeared before and after Temujin, Temujin's heart also began to pray faintly that Mu Huali could maintain a certain vigilance against Ye Qing and never fall for Ye Qing.

The city of Malkha, which was overwhelmed by 20,000 cavalry, did not stop much effective resistance, and Temujin was like a whirlwind, constantly harassing the center of gravity of the defenders in the city with the rapid speed of cavalry, so that it was impossible to guess which direction his main force would attack the city.

As the sun set and night began to fall, the defending line, which had been harassed for more than an hour, was already exhausted at the head of the city before they even clashed.

When the first oil lamp in the city of Markhan was lit, a loud noise erupted at the west gate, and it did not even survive the impact of a battering ram, and the huge gate made a loud sound of defeat, which instantly made the allied iron cavalry enter the city.

Before the soldiers at the head of the city could light their torches, the streets were already full of cavalry, pouring into the city of Markhan like a long dragon.

Before the defender could react from the top of the city, he had just turned around and leaned out from the tower, and before he could reach the front of the steps, a silent arrow was inserted into the guard's chest from Borshu's hand amid the earth-shattering shouts and the sound of commotion in the city.

Looking at the arrows in his chest in disbelief, before the soldiers around him reacted, another rapid rain of arrows shot through, and the guards, who could no longer dodge, were instantly shot into hedgehogs, and the city defense collapsed and collapsed in an instant.

Unlike the army led by Mo Xiaobao, which entered the city of Keman in an orderly manner, the combined forces of the Jin, Song, and Liao led by Temujin were far from being comparable to the Song people in terms of their greed for wealth in the city.

Even without waiting for Temujin's order, Borshu's subordinates had already spontaneously begun to burn and loot the victors, and only the Song soldiers led by Zhong Silkworm were still chasing and killing the small recalcitrant defenders of Markhan City, and they were completely indifferent to some of the wealth exposed in front of them.

Temujin frowned, and began to inspect the entire city under the leadership of his own soldiers, the military discipline of the Song people opened his eyes, but it also made him hesitate and entangle at the moment, whether to restrain his warriors.

The last Temujin ignored the indulgence of the begging gods and slaves to the Jin soldiers, and similarly, ignored the hatred of the Liao people for the Khorezm people in the field war, and even ignored the warriors under the command of Borshu to burn and loot the city of Malhan.

On the other side, the city of Keman under the cover of night, at this time has restored its proper order, and it is difficult to see people on the streets of the entire city of Keman, only the soldiers of the Song people and the Tatars sit on horseback and gallop back and forth to inspect the entire city.

Grain, grass and baggage and other places have also been controlled by them, even the surrounding area of Zoroastrianism is now jointly guarded by the Song people and the Tatars.

In the main hall, Fars's corpse was still so peaceful, his cheeks were even paler without blood, and the blood hole in his neck had been covered with a moon-white cloth.

Xiao Yanlou had been tied up in front of Ye Qing by the five flowers, and Lahore was standing next to Ye Qing at this time, persuading Ye Qing, hoping that Ye Qing would not order someone to trample on Fars's body.

Mu Huali's footsteps sounded in the main hall, and boxes of gold and silver treasures and jewelry used by Xiao Yanlou were all carried in, without Ye Qing's order, Mu Huali naturally did not dare to dispose of these things privately, so he could only collect them together with others, and all of them were moved into the main hall, waiting for Ye Qing's disposal.

"Wouldn't it be easier to kill him directly? What nonsense is talking to him, we have long been incompatible with Xiao Li's thorns. Mu Huali triumphantly opened the box in front of Ye Qing, and it was full of yellow and clear gold.

"Don't you want to know, how should we go back to Liao?" Ye Qing sat on the chair that was supposed to be the sun god to sit in, and said with a smile: "According to what Xiaobao just told us, Temujin will attack Malhan tonight, so once you take down Malhan, who does not have many Khorezm defenders, then there will only be one city left in the city of Law." And after taking the city of law, we should go home, so now, it's time to consider the way back for us to go back. ”

"Just him? Is it so important in his eyes? Mu Huali said disdainfully.

"So I'm curious to know what he told him when he sent him to Khorezm, and if there were any other plans other than inviting the Khorezm people to send troops against us with all their might. Or, will the city of Hara attack us from behind at this time. But alas, this guy has a hard mouth and ....... Ye Qing looked at Mu Huali and said lightly.

As the commander of the Imperial City Division, he naturally had a way to make Xiao Yanlou speak, but he wanted to see if Mu Huali would have any other way. Of course, he also wanted the Liao people to die in Mu Huali rather than in his own hands.

Seeing Ye Qing get up and prepare to go out, Mu Huali, who nodded and planned to interrogate Xiao Yanlou in person, his eyes once again swept over the boxes of wealth that Ye Qing ignored, and after hesitating, he still asked, "My lord, are these...... What about these? ”

"Let's leave it here for now, and then decide when Temujin arrives in Keman?" Ye Qing's expression was light and light, as if he didn't care about the gold and silver treasures in front of him.

Such a cold attitude towards wealth made Mu Huali admire it in his heart, but how did he know that Ye Qing was also eager to take it all for himself, after all, his current pocket was also poor.

Beidi 5 Road and the flooding of the Yellow River, so that he is not rich in hand, has never been rich, although the Ministry of Industry Li Lifang has given him a lot of silver taels allocated by the imperial court, but those for the flood, like a drop in the bucket.

After walking out of the main hall, Ye Qing nodded at Mo Xiaobao, and then at the back of the main hall, among the Liao soldiers who came with Xiao Yanlou, several people were brought into a room by the soldiers of the old Beiwei army.

As Mu Huali began to interrogate Xiao Yanlou, the Liao soldiers who were taken away by the old Beiwei army naturally saw Xiao Yanlou's fingers, and were slowly cut off one by one by the dagger in Mu Huali's hand, and the terrible screams sounded in the main hall, and the guard general Lahore of the Khorezm people next to him turned pale for a while, and looked at the amputated fingers that fell to the ground, and then after a few strokes of the throat, he involuntarily retched.

Ye Qing and Mo Xiaobao outside the main hall looked at each other and smiled when they heard the terrible screams behind them, and Mo Xiaobao said with a smile: "Do you want to blame Mu Huali?" ”

Ye Qing looked at the starry sky, sighed heavily, and then lowered his head and smiled bitterly, looking at the bright lights and lively hustle and bustle last night, but tonight it was trembling, and the dark Keman City sighed: "Along the way, how do the Tatars make you feel?" ”

"Very strong, very greedy, and don't want to die in a fight." Mo Xiaobao thought for a moment and replied.

"Compared to the Liao? How does it compare to the 10,000 men who fought in the field? Ye Qing asked again.

Mo Xiaobao recalled the various situations of the Borderless Army in the field battle when he briefly participated in the attack on the camp last night, and frowned and said: "The Borderless Army is also very powerful, not worse than the combat power of the Tatars, if it is only the Borderless Army and the Tatars fighting, it is difficult to predict who will win and who will lose, but if it is ......." ”

Mo Xiaobao suddenly stopped, looked at Ye Qing with some surprise, and said, "Are you worried that if one day, if the Borderless Army fights with the Tatars, the Xiao Jie Li Thorn will make trouble behind the back, so you ...... The possibility of breaking the thorn in the thorn and the Tatar inside and out? ”

"I hope so." Ye Qing's expression was a little melancholy, the demise of the Liao Kingdom was inevitable, and he had told Ye Luyue about this matter more than once, but she had always maintained a very optimistic attitude, although she attached great importance to her words in words, she didn't really think so in her heart.

What's more, now that they have hit the hinterland of the Khorezmian people, for Yeluyue, with less external troubles and only internal worries, the future of the Liao State should still be bright.

But Ye Qing knew that with his meager strength, it was difficult to change the trajectory of the Liao State, and Temujin's growth was inevitable, and the Liao State was under his nose, and it would inevitably become a piece of fat that Temujin wanted to spit out in the future.

The reason why he is doing this now is that in addition to differentiating the possible future Xiao Hu Li Thorn and Temujin's internal and external integration, is that he hopes that if that day really comes, Temujin will be able to let Yeluyue and the others live because of the festival between him and Xiao Hu Li.