Yingzhou is located in the key chong, and the governor of the festival is to control the Khitan, Xi, Jin and other foreign races, and the guardianship is placed in the large and small detention states, and has the right to expropriate. In the large territory of Songmo and Raole in western Liaoning, the authority of the governor of Yingzhou was very sufficient, of course, before the Khitan raised troops.

Hu and Han live in the territory, and there are never more than 1,000 households in the entire Yingzhou, and there are even fewer households in Liucheng. Thanks to the former governor Zhao Wenhui, Liucheng was repaired very beautifully and neatly, and there was a lot of Khitan Ding Zhuang's blood and sweat.

At present, Liucheng has become the base camp of Li Qianzhong, scattered in the pine desert of the eight herdsmen of the Dahe clan are vying to go south, more than 100,000 people and animals occupy the city inside and outside the city, the elite have followed Sun Wanrong to attack Liaodong, and the remaining old and weak still make Liucheng lively.

The most gorgeous building in the city is, of course, the Governor's Palace, which has now become Li Quanzhong's "Khan Court". The sun is a little pale, and when it sets in the west, the sun is even colder and less hot.

The small city inside and outside the "Khan Court" was garrisoned by more than 1,000 elite soldiers who were inseparable from Li Quanzhong, and the patrol was very strong.

In the most spacious conservatory, almost isolated from the cold from outside, on top of the soft bed, Li Quanzhong, the "supreme khan" of the Khitan, lay on it, like a dead dog.

The news that Li Quanzhong was shot and wounded by Yuan Langjun on the battlefield has spread, and everyone knows that he was injured, but no one thought that Li Quanzhong's injuries were so serious that he would die. Just two days ago, Li Quanzhong also took his guards to inspect Liucheng to reassure people.

At this time, Li Qianzhong described as withered, tired, and dead, seeing that he was about to run out of oil and dry up, and his injuries deteriorated too quickly. After all, this old chief is old, and the trauma he has suffered is straight to the heart, and he didn't pay attention to it, with the medical conditions of the Khitan, where can he be stable.

In the room, the atmosphere was already extremely solemn, with several sons of all sizes kneeling on the side, women weeping beside their wives, and several cronies and nobles waiting with solemn expressions.

Such a solemn scene is naturally a big deal.

Turning his head with great difficulty, Li Qianzhong opened his old eyes, and his eyes swept the front of the sickbed with a hollow look. His hands were weakly raised, Li Qianzhong slowed down, and Fang spoke slowly, his speech was not very clear, but people could still understand it.

"I can't live! After my death, the sons did not grow up, and the throne was inherited by Marshal Sun Wanrong! ”

In a word, everyone was shocked, especially Li Zijiao, the eldest son of Li Qianzhong, who looked at the old chief on the sickbed in disbelief, and the beard on his lips was curled, which seemed to indicate his age.

Li Qianzhong didn't care about his son, and looked at a Khitan nobleman wearing a hufu and jade next to the sickbed, and his voice became weaker and weaker: "Inactive"

"Khan, if you have any words, you can command!" Hearing this, the Khitan nobleman hurriedly kneeled forward, got closer to Li Qianzhong, and asked in a deep voice.

This person's name is Li Lost, he is Li Duzhong's younger brother, he is tall among the short people, and he is also the number one person in the Khitan, with some prestige.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Li Yanhuo: "After I die, you will preside over the affairs of Liucheng with my golden order, keep it secret, and maintain the stability of the Khan Court." I have sent someone to summon the marshal back to the army, the Khitan is facing the Great Zhou, the strength is weak and the people are lacking, you must do your best to assist him and achieve my Khitan great cause"

"Yes!" Li Shou has always been obedient to Li Quanzhong, even if the old wolf is about to die, he does not dare to hesitate in the face of his orders.

"Please rest assured!" The tone was a little choked, and it looked really sad.

A few words seemed to exhaust Li Qianzhong's energy, and he had no intention of saying anything. His eyes became more and more hollow, and the vitality in the meantime obviously had a tendency to dim, and when that bit of brilliance was about to be annihilated, Li Qianzhong muttered: "Founding the country, founding the country"

Repeated, Li Qianzhong was unwilling to swallow his breath. Yuan Langjun, since then, another merit, and it is a great achievement!

Li Quanzhong, the old chief, followed the Tang Dynasty and Zhou all his life, and when he was old, he gathered people to raise troops and caused a vigorous rebellion in Yingzhou. After being a khan for a few months, the meritorious party began, and people went unlucky, which was a bit funny

After Li Quanzhong died, there was a cry in the house, and when he was entrusted with the funeral, Li was alive and immediately moved, comforting the crying women and children.

The "uncle" walked out of the back hall where Li Qianzhong's body was housed and returned to the vestibule.

Turning his head and glancing at him, Li Yanhuo didn't know his mentality, rubbed his tired face, and said in a deep voice: "I know what you want to say, but the Khan's will is clear, you better not have any thoughts." The current Khitan can't afford to toss! ”

Seeing Li Shenghuo's resolute answer, Li Zijiao was even more depressed: "Uncle, I am in my thirties, and my father and grandson can ride horses!" ”

Seeing that Li was silent, Li Zijiao said indignantly: "My father has worked hard for so many years and survived so many opponents to get to where he is today. Is this just the case, giving up the throne of the Khan and the power of the clan to his uncle? Uncle, are you willing? ”

Li Zijiao obviously wanted to provoke Li to lose his life, but unfortunately, he obviously miscalculated. Although Li Yanhuo has no great talent, he is a smart person who understands current affairs, and only a trace of hesitation flashed on his face, and then he became firm.

"The marshal went on a crusade, and the khan handed over all the elite armies to him. With the Khan's legacy and a large army in his hands, and his qualifications and prestige are not comparable to yours, what do you use to fight with him? ”

"Next, the Khitan will face the powerful Great Zhou, the marshal has always been the wise man of the Dahe clan, and he is good at commanding troops. Do you think you can lead the Khitan, defeat the Great Zhou, expand the territory, and establish the country as the king? ”

"I" faced Li's questioning, and Li Zijian was speechless.

However, Li Yanhuo's words obviously did not convince him, as Li Qianzhong's eldest son, where can the temptation of the Khan position be easily suppressed.

"I have been ordered by the Khan to send someone to Anton to ask the marshal to return to the army!" After all, Li Shenhuo is an elder, and he can't see Li Zijiao's mentality, so he said to him very solemnly: "I remind you, put away the thoughts that you shouldn't have." Otherwise"

Before the words were finished, the warning was very strong.

But Li Zijiao didn't seem to understand, but was anxious, his eyes widened, and his face was full of excitement: "Uncle! ”

"I am the son of the Khan!"

Li was a little impatient, waved his hand, and suppressed his voice: "If you are restless, you can be regarded as the son of the Khan."

After a pause, Li still didn't finish his words. Paying attention to Li Zijiao's expression, his eyes were fixed, and after a slight hesitation, Li Shihuo beckoned to the two guards not far away: "You take him down and watch, and he is grounded in the courtyard!" ”

Li Zijiao was dumbfounded, this was to put him under house arrest. The two guards looked at each other hesitantly, and seeing this, Li Yanhuo directly took out a piece of gold from his arms

When Li lost his life and rarely had a moment to rest, outside Liucheng, there was a sudden commotion, which gradually evolved into a fiery shouting of killing. He sat up in surprise and hurriedly sent someone to inspect it, and after a while, a fire broke out of the city.

Genro-kun has arrived.