Chapter 1525

After discussing with a group of generals, Xiao Sixian felt that it was too dangerous to attack Jinzhou City by these elite soldiers with the artillery fire of the Song army.

Therefore, while sending envoys, they ordered the troops garrisons in nearby prefectures and counties to come to help the war, and also ordered the prefectures and counties to step up the construction of various siege equipment to transport them. At the same time, they sent envoys to report to Zhongjing, hoping that the court could provide more support.

Yelu Yanxi and the important officials of the Great Liao Dynasty who received the news looked even more ugly, and at the same time, they were also more frightened. Such a powerful weapon of the State of Song was simply unsolvable for the Great Liao Dynasty. How could he fight such a war besides filling it with human lives, he really didn't think about it.

After some discussion and dispute, Yelu Yanxi did not agree to Xiao Wuna, who was sick, who went to court, asking for the order to replace Xiao Sixian in Jinzhou.

Instead, he decided to continue to trust Xiao Sixian, a loyal young talent, and also recognized the other party's suggestion that he would wait to gather the army before attacking Jinzhou.

Of course, he would definitely not say that, but instead advised the old man to return home to recuperate on the grounds that Xiao Wuna is old and weak and sickly.

Xiao Wu, with a sallow complexion, slowly walked out of the Jing Palace with his familiar ministers.

"Sir, why do you have to confront Your Majesty like this? Your Majesty is also thinking about your health. Now you are in a state of turmoil. How can you stand the bumpy journey of thousands of miles to Jinzhou..."

Xiao Wu groaned with a slight groan, brushed away the man's arm that was supporting him, stood still and shouted unhappily.

"No matter who chooses general in the Liao Dynasty, it is hundreds of times better than Xiao Sixian, the sir who does not understand military strategy. Your Majesty does this as a joke."

"Please be careful with your words! You are not unaware of Your Majesty's favor to Brother Xiao Fengxian, but you are just obeying your words..."

"You old man should go back home to take care of your illness. After you recover, try to guide Your Majesty. Don't be deceived by Brother Xiao Fengxian." The adult said helplessly.

"Can my illness recover?... Maybe one day I will follow the late emperor." Xiao Wuna, who knew his physical condition, smiled bitterly, stopped talking, took a deep breath of cold air outside the mirror palace, shook his head dejectedly, and with the help of his servant, he sat in the warm and comfortable four-wheeled carriage and murmured to himself.

Three days later, Xiao Wuna, the prime minister of the Northern Prefecture of the Great Liao Dynasty, failed to open his eyes again. When Yelu Yanxi heard about it, he couldn't help but cry out in pain. After three days of the court, he ordered the ministers in the court to mourn Xiao Wuna.

However, he did not listen to Xiao Wuna's persuasion at all. He still entrusted Xiao Fengxian with the affairs of the general and continued to live in the beautiful mirror palace and continue to enjoy the world.

Xiao Wuna, the old minister who was upset, finally swallowed his last rank unwillingly. How long can the Northern Liao Dynasty, which was upset, live in the west?

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In just a few days, with the joint efforts of nearly 10,000 soldiers and Yinzhou, the people of Yongle City, finally built a solemn ancestral hall in front of the bone-burying place not far from the ruins of Yongle City before the cold winter hit and the ice was frozen.

At present, only one main hall was built, and a huge stone spiritual position was enshrined inside. The words on it were written by Wang Yang: The spiritual position of the victims of Yongle City, the Song Dynasty.

In the future, more rooms will be built on both sides of the main hall, and those soldiers and people who can still remember their surnames will be placed inside, so that they can also accept incense offerings from their relatives.

In front of the main hall is a flat square paved with cement covering an area of ​​more than ten meters. On the square, a giant monument made of cement bricks and stones stood nearly three meters high.

The above is the handwritten handwritten by Zhao Xu, the son of the Song Dynasty: The heroes of the Song Dynasty will be immortal.

The eight characters, each of which is two feet in size, are made of red vermilion paint in the deep marks, so that the people who come to worship can see the contents on the stone tablet even if they are about a distance away.

After all these were built, Wang Yang led the soldiers under his command to conduct a worship service in person, then left the place and continued northward, quietly leading the army into a military camp that had been established in the valley southwest of Yinzhou early.

Here, Wang Yang met Zhang Xiaojie, the secret envoy sent by Xiao Shen, the head of the East Road of Bei Liaohe, who once again had a grudge against the current Northern Liao emperor Yelu Yanxi.

"Yelu Yanxi and Yelu Hongji probably didn't expect that Mr. Zhang was still alive with great pleasure..." Wang Yang looked at the old driver Zhang Xiaojie, who was white in his hair and looked very fairy-like, and couldn't help but sigh and said with some emotion.

"Mr. Wang praised it. I have long heard of many deeds of Lord Wang. At that time, I knew that Lord Wang must be one of the few great and powerful people in the world. Now when I see him, I feel that Lord Wang is really as famous as his own, and his name is true." Zhang Xiaojie did not dare to be negligent. After bowing respectfully to Wang Yang, he was sincere.

After a greeting, Wang Yang said straight to the point. "I wonder if Lord Xiao Shen, may I think clearly about the conditions given by my Song Dynasty?"

"Mr. Wang, after Xiao Shuai received the conditions you sent, he had carefully considered and repeatedly discussed with his confidant. He felt that such conditions seemed a bit too harsh."

"Shishuai Xiao was also a powerful minister who had served as the prime minister of the Southern Northern Liao Dynasty. If he surrendered to the Song Dynasty, he would not be able to receive corresponding favors. I am afraid that even if Xiao Shuai himself didn't say anything, the elite Northern Liao Dynasty who followed Xiao Shuai to the Song Dynasty would be resentful..."

Wang Yang interrupted Zhang Xiaojie's constant stunning stunts. "I know Mr. Zhang, you can speak eloquently and speak wisely, but you are here to join me in the Song Dynasty. Since you want to merge me in the Song Dynasty, you need to show enough sincerity."

"Yelu Yuji, the general manager of the North Liaodong Road, took the initiative to promote the North Liaodong Road and surrendered to our Song Dynasty. He was only appointed as the founding county duke and the governor of Qingzhou. The generals and commanders under his command were transferred to our Song Dynasty according to the official rank he held in North Liao and were promoted to our Song Dynasty."

"This shows the kindness of my Emperor of Song Dynasty. As for Lord Xiao, hehe, since half a year ago, he has expressed his intention to surrender to my Emperor of Song Dynasty, but he has been waiting for the price..."

"Now, I have seen Yelu Yuchai join the Song Dynasty and be trusted by the emperor and favored him. I was jealous and frequently showed my kindness. But his nature is still greedy. Do you think he really wants to surrender to the Song Dynasty?

Maybe this Mr. Xiao is using your intention to defy Liao and Song to confuse me, and the intention to make achievements for Northern Liao is not necessarily true."

Zhang Xiaojie blinked quickly. Listening to Wang Yang's heart-killing words, his smile suddenly stiffened: "Mr. Wang, don't think so. Xiao Shuai is not so mean.

The reason why Xiao Shuai is like this is not to be sold at a price, but is actually out of caution. After all, although Xiao Shuai was once the prime minister of the Great Liao Dynasty, he was finally just a child of the Hou tribe."
Chapter completed!