Fengsheng Prefecture, Mandarin Duck Park.

As the forerunner, the Kereh led the army of the steppe and rushed straight to this place.

Now the tribes here are all vulnerable, and there are only people in the cities everywhere, but there is no power to enter the master, and it has entered a short period of no jurisdiction.

Song Jiang led people to take over here, and the army was stationed in front of the Mandarin Duck Anchor.

"Liao History: Bingwei Zhi": Its southern expedition points are mostly in the north of Youzhou.

This place is where the Liao people point their troops, and the Khitan army goes south to invade the Song Dynasty, and often gathers troops at this point, because this place is open.

And now, the Khitans, who once dominated this 10,000-mile territory, have long since withdrawn from this stage.

Inside the big tent of the Chinese army, several Uighur generals covered their mouths and snickered.

There are also a few party generals, who are also looking at their boots.

In the tent, Song Jiang pouted his head angrily and scolded: "Shaozai personally sent a letter asking you to pretend to be the son of Yelu Yanxi, what a trust." ”

In the middle, a man with five big and three thick is Hua Rong.

He stiffened his neck and said unconvincedly: "Brother, don't say it, I won't be able to clamp my hair if I say anything, and it's ugly." Look at it, don't lose your wildness, people are Qiang people and don't keep Qiang hairstyles! ”

Don't lose your face and stroke your long hair, very proud.

Today's Uighurs have abandoned their own hairstyles and are beautifying themselves in Han Chinese attire, especially the upper class of the nobility.

Song Jiang was furious and scolded: "If you don't clamp your hair, how can you bluff those Khitans?" Shaozai wants you to gather the Khitan resistance forces, and when people come to see that you are like this, how can they believe that you are the son of Yelu Yanxi? ”

"You say it yourself, is it your hair that is important, or is it a national event that is important."

No matter what Hua Rong said, he just refused to clamp his hair, and a few people who shaved their heads stood in the middle, and they didn't dare to start, which was very difficult.

Song Jiang's temper came up, he stood up suddenly, and said: "Hua Rong, I Song Jiang is going to give you tongs today, if you don't want to, I will accompany you to tongs hair!" ”

"If my brother is willing, Hua Rong is also willing!"

......

In the big tent of the Mandarin Duck Park, the generals all looked a little strange.

The tent was full of foreign generals, all of whom were dressed in Han Chinese clothing, armor and hairstyles, and even spoke Chinese.

But in the position of the main general, the two pincers with pigtails are indeed Han Chinese...

Hua Rong was originally black, and Song Jiang was darker than him, one tall and one short together, like a Khitan and a Jurchen.

Song Jiang's face was ugly, and he was silent for a while, but he laughed out loud first.

Hua Rong said with a smile: "Brother, in this way, I feel a lot better." The most admired thing in my life is my brother, who has the same hairstyle as you, and it doesn't hurt to be so ugly. ”

Song Jiang ignored him, slapped the table and said: "Put up a big banner, gather all over the Khitan to be a counter-soldier and horse, we want to give him a knife behind the Jurchen Tartar!" ”

"Don't lose sight, Su Keye!"

"The end will be."

Song Jiang waved his hand and said, "You lead your troops and go straight to Tianling!" ”

"Yang Ye."

"The end will be."

"You lead your troops to capture Tanshan!"

The two groups of people grabbed knives and came out, Song Jiang glanced at Hua Rong beside him angrily, and said loudly: "Ye Lurong! ”

After Song Jiang finished shouting, there was no response.

Hua Rong was sighing for his hair, when suddenly his ass was kicked, and just as he wanted to scold his mother, he saw Song Jiang glaring at him angrily.

"Jeron Jerion!"

Hua Rong reacted at this time, and hurriedly hugged his fists and said, "Here!" ”

"You are now the sixth son of Yelu Yanxi, born to the Yuan Concubine Xiao Guige, Yelu Rong, the King of Qi, remember?"

Hua Rong hurriedly said, "Remember." ”

Song Jiang sighed and said, "You go... Forget it, you come with me. ”

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Under the city of Baghdad, the Khitan elite soldiers gathered, and there were many vassal soldiers and horses, with a company camp of ten miles, no less than 200,000.

The Seljuk Empire is no longer as fierce as it used to be, in fact, over the years, they have been beaten by the little Turkic brother Khorezm.

If it weren't for a fierce man from the sky, Yelu Dashi, their huge territory would have been eaten away by Khorezm.

Now that Yelu Dashi has eaten and wiped clean, he is going to turn his face with this former ally, and he doesn't even bother to think of a reason.

The Seljuk messenger angrily asked him why he had attacked for no reason, and the Khitan generals in the camp began to shout about these and these reasons.

Yelu Dashi, the Khitan Emperor who was sitting in the position of the commander, was distraught, and somehow a nameless fire broke out in his heart.

As soon as he slapped the table, the camp was instantly cleared, and Yelu Dashi, who stood up, looked at the Seljuk messenger with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, once said: How can others be allowed to snore on the side of the couch.

When you go back, tell your emperor that our Khitan soldiers are strong and strong, and we will occupy the land, population, and wealth that he now occupies.

If you want to preserve your bloodline, surrender early, otherwise you will break the city and leave no chickens and dogs! ”

The Khitans present all shouted excitedly, and the emperor was so domineering that he deeply echoed their temper.

This is the generation of heroes who revitalized the Khitan, and this is the emperor of our Khitan.

The envoys of the Seljuks did not expect that their Khitan emperor would be shameless directly, and he didn't want any reason, that is, he wanted to conquer the city...

"The Khitan war horses have trampled on Khorezm, but they can't scare us Seljuks. Dear Emperor Daliao, if you insist on going to war, every Seljuk will be your enemy. ”

Yelu Dashi chuckled, and his voice sounded like a bell, resounding through the big tent: "Then I will take my sons and daughters to kill the enemy!" ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

...

The Khitan generals in the field all shouted with real arms, looking at each other's excited faces, eager to start a war immediately.

Yelu Dashi raised his hand and pressed it, and the tent instantly quieted down, he raised his palm, shook his fingers, and said: "I only give him five days, and after five days, if I don't open the city and accept it, I will break the army, slaughter the city, and destroy the country." ”

The current Da Liao is not the little brother when they first came, now they are sitting on a large area of land, ruling countless Azerbaijanis, Turks, and all kinds of Romans...

They possess infinite wealth, and their skilled craftsmen have turned the abundant iron ore of this place into sharp blades.

They have a variety of siege equipment, each of which has a terrifying power. And there's explosives, and that thing is just terrible.

The Khitans had already advanced their territory into the Black Sea, the Caspian Sea, the Persian Gulf, and the Mediterranean, and their only way to expand was to go south and take the Seljuk Empire.

The Seljuk Mission, dejected, returned to their homeland in despair, slowly shaking their heads in anticipation of everyone.

"Your Majesty, their Emperor Yelu Dashi has an iron heart to annex your empire."

The fifth emperor of the Seljuk dynasty, Giastud Abu Xuechoy Muhammad bin Malikshah, was not prepared to compromise upon hearing this.

A big war, about to begin.