It's night.

Yelu Hongji stood beside the cliff, but he saw that the campfires in the rebel camp on three sides were like stars, like three fiery dragons winding out, and surrounded his troops.

In a fierce battle during the day, he led his guards to escape to the bottom of this cliff, and there was no one in ten, but now there was no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground. He was gloomy in his heart, knowing that he was only afraid of death.

When he was full of despair, his subordinates reported: "Your Majesty, the five thousand soldiers and horses under the subordinate have rebelled in Fangcai." There is no way to govern the army, and the crime deserves death. ”

To make matters worse......

Yelu Hongji was silent for a while before he said faintly: "It's also not your fault, the rebels have regrouped, and they will soon attack in a big way, and then all my generation will be taken prisoner." I am a king, and I cannot be dishonored by rebellion, but I should kill myself in the newspaper. You led your troops out by night. ”

The general was very excited, knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Your Majesty, please also dress up, and the minister will lead his personal guards to kill a bloody road to escort His Majesty away, in order to make a comeback!" ”

Yelu Hongji smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "In the eyes of our Khitans, the winner is heroic and the loser is rebellious. If I am defeated, how can I rise again? Go on your own! ”

At this moment, the horns in the enemy camp whined, and the sound of iron-clad blades colliding was heard incessantly. I saw a group of soldiers and horses in the tripartite battalion driving out, crowds surging, and as far as the eye could see, the night was full of enemy troops.

The three sides approached together, and in the middle of the enemy formation, two groups of cavalry with yellow flags escorted two men in gorgeous armor to this side.

Yelu Hongji could see clearly that these two people were the rebellious imperial uncle Yelu Chongyuan and his son King Chu.

He was angry from his heart, bent his bow and arrows, and shot at the king of Chu. However, before the arrow was halfway through, it fell with all its might.

The king of Chu below laughed and shouted loudly: "Yelu Hongji, you have usurped my father's position and been a puppet monarch for many times, and it is time to give way." Hurry up and surrender, my father will spare you death, and how about making you the emperor's nephew? ”

Yelu Hongji scolded angrily: "Shameless traitor, I hate to break you into ten thousand pieces!" ”

The King of Chu sneered: "Yelu Hongji, you only have this little soldier and horse left, do you still have to resist?" You are exhausted, it is better to kill yourself to thank the world, and lest my Khitan warriors die innocently! ”

Yelu Hongji sighed, all thoughts were lost, and said: "This splendid country will be given to your father and son!" The matter has come to this, so why bother to hurt the lives of my Khitan warriors. ”

He was determined to die, and he was about to draw his sword and kill himself.

At this moment, I only heard a broken cry in the void like spring thunder!

"Shameless traitor, don't be ashamed to speak up, watch me Murong come back to take your life!"

Everyone was startled and hurriedly looked up, but saw that under the moonlight, a figure glided down like an eagle falcon and shot straight towards the king of Chu!

Yeluhong was basically desperate, and when he saw that a divine soldier had descended from the sky, his eyes suddenly widened, and his face was full of excitement.

On the other side, Yelu Chongyuan was horrified, pointed to the air and hissed loudly: "Release the arrow!" Shoot the arrows! ”

Whoosh!

In an instant, arrows rained down. Murong Furen was in mid-air, but he tore off the cloak on his body and waved it violently, the thin piece of cloth was like armor, and as soon as the arrow arrived, it was immediately shaken down, and none of it could hurt him.

"Good martial arts!" Yelu Hongji was overjoyed when he saw this, and endless hope suddenly appeared in his heart, and at the same time, a trace of doubt flashed in his mind, this person called himself Murong Fu, could it be that the young rising star of the Southern Dynasty Jianghu?

Why did he come to save himself?

Murong Fu used his robe to block the arrows, and he landed in the blink of an eye, and at this time he was only a few feet away from the King of Chu and the imperial uncle. The soldiers from all directions shouted and killed him, and Murong Fu performed the Shaolin Great Movement Light Skill and slapped his palms one after another, each palm broke a person's sternum and shattered his heart, which was the heart-destroying palm.

After emptying the circle, seeing that the soldiers were coming in an endless stream, Murong Fu knew that he couldn't delay any longer, so he grabbed a spear and threw it violently, and suddenly, this spear burst out like an arrow, heading straight for the chest of the King of Chu.

Burst!

This spear passed through the chest, fast and abrupt, no one expected that at that moment, the king of Chu would die with a whimper, and his body fell off the horse.

Murong Fu was overjoyed in his heart, and while shouting "The King of Chu is dead", he used his exquisite body technique to rush towards the imperial uncle Yelu Chongyuan.

Seeing that Murong Fu was so brave, the imperial uncle was so frightened that he turned his horse and left, but how could Murong Fu let him escape? At that moment, desperate to kill a passage, a spear entered from the back chest of Yelu Chongyuan, raised his body high, and shouted angrily: "Uncle Huang and the King of Chu have both been beheaded, and you still don't put down your blades and surrender?" ”

At this moment, the rebels were already in chaos, and many soldiers were shouting and running in the military formation, some ordered their subordinates to move slowly, and some ordered to release arrows immediately.

At this moment, I only heard the Yelu Hongji headquarters under the mountain cliff shouting in unison: "Your Majesty has an order, those who lay down their swords, regardless of their official positions, are not guilty, Your Majesty is gracious, pardon all officers and soldiers, and each will take his original position, and will never be held accountable!" ”

These words came out loud, and the noise of the rebels suddenly became smaller, and everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, all of them were terrified.

Over there, Yeluhongji's subordinates shouted over and over again, and finally someone took the lead in throwing down the weapons in their hands and knelt on the ground.

Someone took the lead, and it was like triggering dominoes, only to hear Ding Lingdang's sound endlessly, and after a while, the three armies were already kneeling together in the dark, and their weapons were thrown to the ground.

Murong Fu finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, only then did he realize that his back was soaked in cold sweat, and he was afraid for a while, saying that this time it was really too dangerous!

At this time, Yelu Hongji was like a dream, he couldn't believe his eyes, and he was overjoyed to be alive!

But after all, he was a generation of heroes, and he quickly calmed down, escorted by the personal guards to the military formation, appeased the generals, once again promised that he was not to blame for the past, and asked the personal guards to "protect" these leading generals, and then made an impromptu speech to show magnanimity.

In the midst of the sound of a mountain shouting long live, Yelu Hongji walked towards Murong Fu at this time, his eyes full of gratitude.

"Hero!" He clenched his fists excitedly and bowed deeply, "The hero saves his life, and he is worshiped by Hongji!" ”

Murong Fu hurriedly flashed, knelt down and kowtowed, "Your Majesty, how can you bow to the villain?" Xianbei Murong Fu, see His Majesty Liao! ”

Yelu Hongji saw that Murong Fu had made such a great contribution and was so humble to him, and he was even happier in his heart, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help him up with his own hands, looked him up and down, and praised loudly: "Good! Good! Sure enough, it's a talent! I have heard that there is a Murong prince in the martial arts of the Southern Dynasty, and his chivalrous reputation is far and wide, so he is ......"

Murong Fu said humbly: "It's not talented, it's insulting." ”

Yelu Hongji laughed: "The Murong clan is the surname of the Xianbei clan, you are not from the Song Dynasty, this is very good!" ”

After a pause, he looked at Murong Fu suspiciously: "Please forgive me for being abrupt, Mr. Murong, why did you come to my rescue?" ”