Under the city of Yunzhou for several days, there were already mountains of corpses, and almost all the Khitan births brought from Shangjing Mansion were dead.

Wanyan Agu's heart was like ice, and he still drove people to arrest everywhere, and even the servant army was forced to come forward and die.

Yao Pingzhong stood at the head of the city with a spear in his hand, already tired and snoring.

The blood stained all over his body, and his armor was also mottled, and for several days, he personally supervised the battle at the head of the city.

The more ferocious these Tartars were, the more miserable the people in Yunnei were, the more determined the officers and men of the Western Army were strengthened.

You can't let these people go through Yanmen Pass, once you get to Qinlong, the one who suffers will be replaced by your own wife.

The lights in the tent of Jerod Dashi were bright, and his heart was as bright and transparent as the tent illuminated by a dozen torches.

Fighting to the death in Yunnei, he had to consume the last Khitan man, and Song Jin didn't have a good heart.

Yelu Dashi knew that the Great Song Dynasty, which constantly provided grain and grass, had the idea of using the blood of Khitan men to consume the Jurchen tartars.

They are reluctant to die by themselves, reluctant to be full of wolf smoke in Qinlong and Hedong, but they want to use the flesh and blood of the Khitan to consume the enemy.

Yunnei is a good territory, if you let yourself operate for a few years, collect Qunhu in the north, unite Tatar in the west, and maneuver between Song and Jin, you can be as solid as a rock, not afraid of the enemy from all directions.

The worst situation is also the situation in Western Xia.

It's a pity, let alone a few years, I don't even have a day to spare.

On this piece of scorched earth, there is destined to be no vitality for the Khitans, and when defending the city in the past few days, Yelu Dashi is also retaining its strength.

He wants to leave a trace of fire for the Khitan people and give up this hot potato.

At the top of the sword mountain and the sea of fire, there is a gold bead, no matter how precious it is, it will be empty if you can't hold it.

Having said that, to be able to have the courage to give up when holding the clouds in his hands, Yelu Dashi's heart is worthy of being as strong as gold and iron.

It's a pity that the Khitan who was born at this time...

"When the interruption continues, the chaos is endured, and I will leave tonight!"

Soon, a team of Khitan generals walked in and looked at Yelu Dashi.

This person is still the pillar of the Khitan and the hope of all Khitan people.

At present, the Khitan is surrounded by strong enemies and weak strength, but in fact, it has reached the juncture of extinction.

Yelu Dashi glanced at it, his cronies were all there, he tried his best to straighten his body, and said in a deep voice: "Our Khitan is already on the occasion of survival at this time. Stick to the clouds, no matter whether you win or lose, you will definitely die. Do you think those Song people are so kind to help us keep the remnants of the mountains and rivers in this cloud?

Let me tell you, once the Jurchens withdraw from the army, it will be the time when the Song people are poor and dagger, and the first person to die at that time will be Yelu Dashi.

As long as Da Liao's loyal sons and daughters are here, where can't I revive Da Liao? Why bother to consume the only remaining life and blood of the Khitan for this unpreserved Datong City? The world is so big, there will finally be a place that can make my Daliao children gather for ten years and finally recover! ”

Everyone has known about this plan for a long time, but they are still a little at a loss, out of the clouds, where can they settle down?

Now it seems that only by going all the way to the west and north, to the places that the Jin and Song can't reach, can they avoid the scourge of the dead clan.

From the very beginning, Yelu Dashi began to prepare for this back road, and when it was absolutely necessary, he took this last step.

Now, the Jurchen encirclement has not been completely closed, and his last chance is in the place where the Mongol Huhu are defending in the west.

These Mongols, scattered in the sand, could not resist the onslaught of the Khitan at all.

"For each warrior's horse, pick a thin Khitan woman, preferably with a child. Pick your own strong son to bring, only one! ”

After Yelu Dashi finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a soldier led his five children out.

The children, four boys and one girl, dressed in traditional Khitan clothes, were sleepy-eyed, the oldest was seven years old, and the youngest was only three years old. When they saw Yelu Dashi, they were very happy, and they hadn't seen their father for a long time.

"Father." The shouts made Yelu Dashi's heart ache.

The unbearable in Yelu Dashi's eyes flashed away, and he walked closer, led the strongest second son, Yelu Yilie, and asked his own soldiers to take him back.

Yelu Yilie glanced at it in puzzlement, and saw that his father was the only one who drove him away and was a little aggrieved, but this child was so strong by nature, and he didn't say anything and followed his own soldiers.

After sending the second son away, Yelu Dashi closed his eyes and drew his knife to kill the other children one by one.

Blood splattered his face, and when he wiped his face, he wiped away a few tears of his own.

Yelu Dashi immediately said coldly: "Only bring the strongest son, if you bring more, you will not be spared!" ”

The generals in the tent were all heartbroken, and they all had an indescribable discomfort.

Yelu Dashi continued: "Xiao Yixue, who is guarding the east gate tonight?" ”

Xiao Yixue laughed miserably, who guards the east gate... Your Majesty, don't you really know? I'm afraid that even the generals below, you know it clearly, Xiao Yixue hugged his fists and said: "Back to Your Majesty, you are a minister." ”

If you are injured, you can't escape, and this should be in Your Majesty's calculations. Xiao Yixue sighed in his heart, for the survival of the Khitan, His Majesty even killed his own children, just to let the generals strictly obey the order, so many people fled, couldn't they take away five children?

In that case, let me Xiao Yixue be His Majesty's last abandoned son.

"Xiao Aiqing, you open the city gate, attract all the Jurchens, and release them into Yunzhou City, so that others have a chance to escape." After Yelu Dashi finished speaking, Xiao Yixue had already prepared, and he knew from the beginning that this would be the result. Those who remain will surely die...

In this way, it can be regarded as selling his teammates cleanly, it is impossible for these Song people to surrender, and when Yao Pingzhong fights to the death, he can also buy time for the Khitans.

Xiao Yixue knelt down on one knee: "Minister, you will live up to your trust!" ”

Yelu Dashi pulled him up and said loudly: "Come on, take Xiao Dutong's whole family, escort him, and don't hurt or lose a single person!" ”

Xiao Yixue raised his head and glanced at Yelu Dashi beside him, if there is still a glimmer of hope in Khitan today, I am afraid it is in this person.

"Your Majesty, take care... The minister went. ”

Xiao Yixue came out of his clothes, and there was an amazement in the tent, Yelu Dashi breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand: "Go and prepare." ”

When the tent was empty, only Jerod's stone was left in the tent, alone in front of a portrait.

On the portrait, this person has a national face, a high nose and a square mouth, and is majestic, which is a generation of heroes Yelu Abaoji.

Yelu Abaoji unified the seven Khitan tribes, defeated the Bohai Kingdom, Murowei and Xi people, appointed Han Yanhui and others, formulated laws, reformed customs, created Khitan culture, and developed agriculture and commerce.

This created the Khitan a vast grassland empire, the Khitan is far stronger than any previous grassland country, not only in terms of territory and population, but also for more than 200 years, sitting back and watching the five generations of the Central Plains, the Khitan has been strong.

There has never been a grassland overlord who has had such a foundation, so that the Central Plains Dynasty has been paying tribute and sending New Year's coins.

"Taizu is above, and the descendants of Yelu Dashi, for the survival of the Khitan today, you are going to give up the country you have laid. May Taizu's spirit in heaven bless his descendants and seek a way to live. One day, the Khitans will return to this land and take back your inheritance! ”