Yang Lingling only felt that his heart was really hard, maybe this was the last tempering, so that he could truly become a person of this era, so that he could really embark on this path that others did not know, which hero was not full of bones behind him?

The question is simply that you are the hero of which nation, and whether you are sacrificing your own nation or someone else's nation. Yelu Dashi finally retracted his gaze, lowered his head slightly, the form is naturally stronger than people, Yelu Dashi claims to be a hero, even if it is a desperate situation, he will never give up a little.

If it is really necessary, he will not care about sacrificing his loyal subordinates and his own people, and on the other hand, he also admits defeat to Yang Ling, the person in front of him who was just a head of the capital, I don't know what he has experienced, he is more ruthless than him, harder than him, and the most important thing is that it is better than his life, so let's do it first, leave it useful, and the generals will always change the world again.

Yelu Dashi entered the city, Yang Ling still refused to leave for a long time, Yelu Dashi, the eighth grandson of Yelu Abaoji, the eighth grandson of Liao Taizu, Wen Taowu strategy, all of them are fine, under the end of the Great Liao, such a masterpiece, it is rare for a hundred years, the Great Liao lost the country, personally led two hundred horses to the west, sacrificed the world with green oxen and white horses, played the banner of the Great Liao, fought in the south and the north for 12 years, and established the Great Liao regime again, known as the Western Liao.

After the founding of the country, Yelu Dashi led the Western Liao army to defeat 100,000 Central Asian coalition troops in the Battle of Katwan, so that the power of the Seljuk Empire withdrew from the Hezhong region, and the power of Central Asia was shocked, and the Great Liao Guozuo was continued.

Yang Ling thought of this, full of feelings, I hope that his appearance has not erased this period of history, no matter what, this is also the last way out for the Khitan, a Chinese minority.

It's got to the point where he is. After experiencing so many lives and deaths, since they have identified this path, countless people have tied their lives to themselves, and they can only go on firmly.

No matter how heroic Yelu Dashi is, he will be defeated by the times, and he will no longer be able to shelter his own people. And everything he did was for the people of the Great Song Dynasty in the future, no longer today.

Yang Ling's eyes became firm, coming all the way from the Baigou River, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, you don't know that four years later, the Jurchen went south, and nearly 10 million households and tens of millions of living beings in the north of the Great Song Dynasty. Only 890,000 households, less than 4 million people, were killed, and the world's most prosperous civilization suddenly withered......

When the vitality of the Han family withered and lost from now on, the north followed the waves of foreign races and went south, until everything was drowned in obscurantism, hundreds of thousands of people were forced to the ends of the earth, and finally all threw themselves into the sea to be martyred......

At that time, it was called the collapse of the heavens and the earth. Because of this, I, Yang Ling, can't fall. By all means, we will rewrite this history.

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At the moment, in the Yanjing school field, Yelu Dashi was a black horse with black armor, standing on horseback and looking around. There were faint tears flashing in his eyes, and at this moment, he seemed to have returned to the years when he commanded all armies and defeated strong enemies.

He is the hero of the Khitan people and the hope of the Liao people. It is a peerless hero who can redeem the last days of the Liao people, and the crowd is rushing here, and the knights under his command are scattered around, so that people can't rush too close.

The surging crowd listened outside, and everyone stretched out their hands towards Yelu Dashi, shouting the same name: "Dashilinya, Dashilinya." ”

Yelu Dashi slowly lowered his head, took off his helmet, and raised it in the air, and the shouting sound suddenly became louder when he made a move towards the four moves, slapping on the Yanshan Mountain Range not far away, as if he could destroy Yanshan into chaos.

The surrounding guards firmly guarded him, vigilantly watching everything around him, Yelu Aguzhe was captured by Yang Ling before, this time Yang Ling also returned this to him, Yelu Aguzhe's face was cold, and he didn't seem to be alarmed by the surrounding scene at all, but just scanned everything around with an indifferent gaze.

The guards around Yelu Dashi couldn't help but quietly clench the blades in their hands, although Yelu Dashi is a hero of a lifetime, but there is only one life, even in all circumstances, even if the people around him trust their own people, they must take precautions.

Yelu Dashi had already turned outside, his hands raised, slightly pressed, with his move, the noisy school field, the surging heads all subsided in an instant, and countless pairs of eager eyes fell on Yelu Dashi.

"The Great Liao has not yet perished, and the Song people have gone through this battle, and they are also exhausted in their troops and money, and they are weak in the follow-up, and they only dare to stop under Yanjing, and it is difficult to advance an inch, we have been dealing with the Song people for more than 100 years, if we were not defeated in the north, how could we give the Song people such a chance? But that's the end of it, with these thousands of loyal athletes, who knows that we can't re-erect the banner of Daliao? ”

Yelu Dashi's eyes were full of light, full of confidence: "We Khitan Xi people, we are loyal people of Daliao, are we trapped in the wilderness, unable to eat and clothe, and finally let the foreigners stabilize their footing, catch their breath, and clean up one by one like hunting beasts?" Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will be a foreign slave from now on, and you will be a cow and a horse for those southerners who have been defeated in our hands countless times, and your descendants will be slaves for hundreds of generations? Rather than this, it is better to fight from a certain point, even if it fails, it is just a death...... Aren't you waiting for death now? ”

At this time, no one could help but feel shocked by the resolute meaning in Yelu Dashi's tone, which permeated the four fields like a tide of resentment.

Speaking of this, Yelu Dashi turned over from the war horse at dusk, knelt on the ground, put his fingers together, and pointed directly at the blue sky, "The sky can be learned, my Yelu Dashi is by no means a greedy person who is afraid of death, but all the soldiers, Yanjing City has been defended, the Song people have 100,000 armor soldiers, and the Jurchen Tartars sharpened their knives Huo Huo, and came south, there are only thousands of soldiers, and the last fight is to kill out of Yanjing, and then find a way out, gather millions of people to recuperate, one day, I Yelu Dashi will definitely kill back, it will be." ”

"Why did Lin Ya bother to make this little child gesture, when we followed King Xiao Gan to fight to the death, we had already realized that we had no more reinforcements in Daliao, and it was really difficult to take on the responsibility of the family and the country in the land of Yanjing."

"Yes, Lin Ya, we all crawled out of the pile of dead people, you just say it, what are you going to do!"

"This Yanjing is not very easy to keep, all in all, a certain letter Lin Ya, where Lin Ya goes, I will go......"

His subordinates believe that this is the case, if the people of Lin Ya are like this, how can a big thing not be done, he did not leave behind a bad name of abandoning the city and fleeing, but told everyone the truth, they all have the right to know their future. (To be continued......)