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Moreover, the walls of the Liao Dynasty's Tokyo City are not very tall and strong. Although this is one of the five capitals of the Liao Dynasty, there is no danger in the heart of the Liao Dynasty. Naturally, the walls will not be built too well, and they are even a little dilapidated. I am afraid they cannot withstand the roar of such large iron balls.

At this time, everyone's heart is filled with despair, which is completely called sitting in a city of troubled sorrow.

It seems that when the day begins tomorrow, the Song army will start to attack the city, their destiny will reach its end. The Jin Kingdom and the Jurchen will become historical terms and be swept into the garbage dump of history.

But at this moment, there was a clamor on the city wall. Soon someone ran over, holding a feather arrow and shouted: "Emperor, the arrow sending the message came in outside!"

Before Wu Qimai could speak, someone shouted, "Is there only such an arrow?"

"No, there are many." The commander pointed and said: "It was picked up and looked at!"

Wu Qimai shouted coldly: "What's so good about it? It's just to make us surrender!"

Wanyan Zonghan shouted, "Look at it first!"

If Wanyan Loushi was just a general among the Jurchens, then Wanyan Zonghan would be the real Jurchen commander. This guy sponsored Aguda to launch the anti-Liao war.

In the original time and space, the Song and Jin war broke out, and they served as the Zuo Deputy Marshal. In the fourth year of Tianhui, they captured Taiyuan with Oli. Later, they even became the commander of the attack on the Song Dynasty and had long held military power. Wushu and others were under his command.

It can be said that in the original history of time and space, the Jingkang shame was basically performed in the hands of this guy.

The Jurchens can survive for so long in the harsh environment between the white mountains and the black waters. Naturally, it is the most pragmatic.

The war has reached this point, and they have no chance to turn things around. If surrender can bring about a way out, I believe many people will not resist to the end.

Wu Qimai opened the letter hanging on the arrow, which was written in Jurchen, Khitan, and even Chinese. His face suddenly turned pale and he threw the letter on the ground. He said viciously: "You go and see what it says!"

Everyone looked at each other, and in the end Wanyan Zonghan picked up the letter.

He just took a look. Despite his mental preparation, his face turned extremely ugly, from white to red, and from red to blue.

The others saw it. There were still some expectations in their hearts. At this moment, their heart suddenly became cold.

"You go and see it yourself!" Wanyan Zonghan threw the letter to the ground again with a dark face.

The others looked at each other, after all, this matter was related to their own lives. Even if there was a possibility, no one was willing to let it go.

At this time, the Jurchens had already enjoyed glory and wealth. They were no longer the kind of life that was like in the tribal era. If they could continue, it would be better to enjoy glory and wealth. This is the most important thing.

"What? We have to hand over the culprit, ordinary Jurchens can let go." Some Jurchen nobles read the contents of the letter and shouted.

Who is the culprit? Wu Qimai must be one, Zong Han doesn’t know if it counts. And the powerful among the Jurchens, they don’t know if it counts.

Faced with such conditions, these people couldn't calm down. No one wanted to be the culprit for being handed over.

At this time, Zong Han's face suddenly changed and he shouted: "No, this letter was seen by the people outside..."

When the others were stunned, although these Jurchens were brave and good at fighting, they had little experience in this adversity. They had no military tradition and actually forgot to control the news as soon as possible.

Now that they heard Zong Han say this, they realized that the situation seemed to be not very good. After thinking about it, even the upper class of powerful people are already in panic, and the people below don’t know what chaos is going on.

From top to bottom, no one was confident in defeating the Song army or even defending the city. At this time, the Song people suddenly claimed that they would let go of ordinary Jurchen soldiers and only pursue the evil. In this moment, I don’t know how many people were moved.

Zong Han even dared to bet in his heart that as long as the Song people say that they are spared the room, many people will probably think about protecting themselves.

Even Zong Han thought about it, if the Song people said that as long as he took Wu Qimai and spared Zong Han, then he might be a little moved.

He himself is like this, not to mention the ordinary Jurchens below. In addition, there are other vassals who fled in the city, so these people will not be in the same position as them.

"Hurry up, go out and suppress the morale of the army." Wu Qimai also reacted: "Don't let the soldiers under his command have a second thought!"

It’s just a pity that he seemed to be saying something a little late, and there was already a clamor outside. Wu Qimai vaguely heard: “Someone opened the city gate, some opened the city gate…”

Hearing this shout, the first thought that Wu Qimai had was over, and the situation was over. The more he thought about it, the more he became unwilling to accept it. His eyes were dark, and he finally felt stuffy in his chest. Suddenly, a sweet mouth was spewed out of his throat.

"Changshengtian is going to destroy us!" Wu Qimai spitted out blood, and for a while, the sky was spinning, and only this thought was left in his mind.

I could hear the exclamations from many people nearby in my ears, but he could no longer feel anything.

I don’t know how long it took to recover his consciousness. Before he fainted, he was the emperor of the Great Jin Kingdom and the patriarch of the Jurchens, but after he woke up, he had already found that he had become a prisoner.

He appeared in the imperial palace hall of the Jin Kingdom, but he was no longer the emperor of the Jin Kingdom. To be precise, the Great Jin Kingdom had disappeared at this time.

Master Wen was standing high above the throne of the Jin Kingdom and looked at the palace in front of him with interest.

The Liaoyang Prefecture in the later Jin and Liao dynasties was left with almost nothing. Naturally, future generations would not see what the palace in front of them looked like!

The emperor traveled back and forth in the five capitals of Liao. Each capital had a palace of the Emperor of Liao. This palace originally belonged to Yelu Yanxi. However, it was later occupied by the Jurchens, and its current owner became the Song Dynasty.

It seems that there is nothing conspicuous about this palace. Perhaps the emperors at this time were not as miserable as those of the Ming Dynasty emperors. They built a magnificent palace and lived in it for a lifetime and became a prisoner of the palace.

So this seemingly simple hall soon made Master Wen lose interest. He looked at Wu Qimai, who was lying softly on the ground, as if he had just woken up, and Zong Han and others who were pressed down on the ground and kneeled on the ground.

"Are you Wu Qimai?" Wen Fei asked faintly, with a little curiosity. This attitude made Wu Qimai feel humiliated.

"If a real man wants to kill, kill him, why humiliate him!" Wu Qimai wanted to stand up, but was knocked by someone in the bend of his legs and couldn't help but kneel down.

Wen Fei said lightly again: "First, I didn't let you stand up, just kneel down to me. Second, I'll ask you what you want, just answer!"

When Wu Qimai heard what Wen Fei said, his blood rushed to his forehead. He felt that his heroic life had suffered such humiliation, and his eyes were bloody for a moment.

"Third, this Heavenly Master is the Taoist Lord, who rules life and death. If you die, do you think you can escape from the palm of this Heavenly Master?"

After Master Wen said his last sentence slowly, he waved his hand in vain: "Take back to Tokyo Bianliang City, this Liaoyang Prefecture is also called Tokyo City, which is really far from it. What name did I change this place last time?"

The waiter immediately said to the side: "Yingtian Mansion!" Wen Fei smiled and said, "By the way, it's Yingtian Mansion."

At this time, Wu Qimai was already chilling all over, as if he had fallen into the bottomless abyss.

Just looking at Master Wen's completely disdainful attitude towards him, I knew that he did not take him seriously and no longer paid attention to him.

If this could only make him feel humiliated, then what Master Wen said in the third place had already made him fall into an ice cave. Seeing someone trying to pull him out, Wu Qimai couldn't help but shout: "Didn't you Han people say that the king is not humiliating? Why did you treat me like this!"

Master Wen sneered coldly. If he was just a mortal grudge with that guy Zhao Ji, although Master Wen was the cowardly person of Zhao Ji in his previous life, he would not have been like this if he was just a personal grudge. He just thought of the good things that Wu Qimai did in the original time and space, and he couldn't vent his anger.

"Father Shang, why kill the hero!" Wanyan Zonghan also shouted: "As long as Father Shang saves me one life, I am willing to help Shang's father pacify the northern land. You must know that although our Jin army was defeated..."

Master Wen waved his hand, too lazy to listen to these people say more, but just said slowly: "You go and say these words to my Emperor of Song Dynasty!"

Later generations of party historians always spoke in a state of speaking without backache, saying something that sounds quite noble, such as ethnic integration.

But these party sticks probably never felt that they would be a member of the great era. Maybe if such a change really happened, these guys might transform into traitors faster than anyone else.

The integrity of intellectuals has always been just a big deal, just like Qian Qianyi, who is too cold!

The Jurchens' decay was as fast as Tom's speed of magpie.

The Jurchens were originally enforced by slavery, and many Jurchen nobles had hundreds or even thousands of slaves. (To be continued...)
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