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Chapter 324: The Liao Kingdom is destroyed, I will lead the army in person

Liao Dynasty Shangjing Linhuang Prefecture

Although the Liao Dynasty claimed to have five capitals running in parallel, Shangjing was the real capital, while the other four capitals were more like secondary capitals.

Shangjing City is located between mountains and rivers, and is a strategic point suitable for both attack and defense.

In normal times, envoys and merchants from the Song Dynasty, Uighurs, Western Xia and other countries came and went in an endless stream in the city, making it extremely prosperous.

The Liao people believed in Buddhism, and the many temples they built in the inner city were painted with colorful gold and were extremely luxurious.

But now, after several wars, it seems very bleak.

The whole city was covered in blood, and from time to time one could see piles of corpses and panic-stricken merchants working as slaves.

And the hideous and terrifying skeleton soldiers...

"I never thought that a few years later, I would witness the demise of the Liao Kingdom with my own eyes."

Wanyan Aguda walked into the city with Yin Qianyang with some emotion: "This battle went so smoothly, and Mr. Danyin's ghost art should be credited for the first merit."

"Hehe, Your Majesty, thank you for the compliment."

Following behind the two was a man in a ghostly robe: "This time, it all depends on the master's planning and victory from afar. I dare not take credit for it."

The man's face was pale, but his lips were painted red, making him look wild, evil, and neither male nor female.

Even among the ghosts who generally have strange appearances, this look is considered extremely explosive.

"That's enough. The war to destroy Liao was originally the idea of ​​you and Han Wusha. It has nothing to do with me."

Yin Qianyang was merciless and said coldly: "If I need to make plans for a mere group of Khitan Liao people, then what's the point of having you bunch of trash?"

"That's what the Lord taught."

The Hades Emperor Danyin's flattery hit the horse's leg and he dared not continue to flatter, secretly cursing his bad luck in his heart.

"Anyway, destroying Liao is part of our plan. Since this time it's going so smoothly, we can go south and destroy Song within a few months, which is in line with the plan of the national teacher."

Wanyan Aguda asked in confusion: "But I don't know why, I always feel that the Imperial Master is in a bad mood this time."

"Some changes have occurred in the South. The bandits from Liangshan have wiped out the Ming Cult in one fell swoop. Fang La, Fahai, Huoshan and others have all died in the battle."

"Fang La is destined to be an emperor after all. Fahai and Huoshan are much better than ordinary trash. Even I need to take them seriously."

Yin Qianyang said calmly: "It is beyond my expectation that these three people were defeated so easily. I think there must be a peerless master in Liangshan who came to their aid."

"I have also read Fang La's past deeds. Although he was born in a humble family, he was quite talented and ambitious. I didn't expect him to die in such a cowardly way."

Wanyan Aguda pondered and said, "But Jiangnan is very far from here. I think we should destroy the Zhao Dynasty first. When our soldiers can drink water from the Yangtze River, these thieves will flee at the sight of them."

"Well, although the leader of the bandits is quite lucky, he is not the master of destiny in this world. Even if there are masters to help him, it is nothing."

"This matter... Humph! I will accomplish my mission now, and it will be absolutely safe."

Yin Qianyang looked at the hundreds of cavalrymen galloping in the distance, and his mind moved slightly: "Today is the day for your majesty to celebrate his success, so let's not talk about these things that spoil the fun."

"Okay! Then I'll have to trouble you, Imperial Master."

Wanyan Aguda laughed loudly and said, "Wanyan Loushi, how is the matter going?"

"Your Majesty, I have been ordered to escort all the Khitan nobles and officials' families from the entire Liao Kingdom to the Imperial City. Miss Han Wusha has already arranged the sacrificial formation and is waiting for Your Majesty's review."

A general with a fierce and resolute appearance dismounted from his horse and clasped his fists, saying, "There are more than 108,000 men in total, with no omissions."

Wanyan Loushi was previously the chieftain of the Jurchen Qishui tribe and was not a close relative of Wanyan Aguda.

Even the relationship between the two tribes is still somewhat distant.

Under such circumstances, it was not difficult to seek a high position, but it was extremely difficult to enter the core of power of the Jin Dynasty.

Theoretically, only with a lot of military merits can there be a chance.

As a result, Wanyan Loushi reached the extreme of the Jin people on this road...

He carved out a name for himself by relying on his superb kung fu and full of fighting spirit.

After Wanyan Aguda started his rebellion, the Battle of Jiangzhou, the Battle of Chuhedian and even the famous Battle of Huanglongfu...

Wanyan Loushi always charged into battle personally, leading the charge every time. He was wounded many times but never retreated, becoming the first famous general of the Jin Dynasty to be awarded the title of Marquis of Wanhu.

He was like a god of war in the eyes of the Jurchen soldiers.

***
In the ruined square of the imperial city, nobles who were escorted from all over the Liao Kingdom could be seen everywhere.

Han Wusha stood in front of the altar, responsible for commanding a group of ghost soldiers.

The ghosts had no independent consciousness and their minds were extremely rigid. They held barbed whips in their hands and would lash down hard at the slightest movement.

The Liao people were shocked and frightened, and their shouts and cries were heard one after another.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

"The Imperial Master has arrived!"

Just at this moment, Wanyan Loushi led his personal guards on horseback into the palace and spoke loudly.

The sound was like thunder, ringing in the ears of the Khitans.

Everyone was shocked, their expressions changed drastically, and even their crying stopped.

"Hahaha, why is it that no one cries when I say I'm here?"

A loud laugh rang out, and Wanyan Aguda, wearing the imperial robe, climbed onto the high platform like a dragon and a tiger, with a disdainful look on his face.

Today, the degree of sinicization in the Jin Dynasty is quite low, and it still largely retains the rough style of the nomadic people.

The imperial robe was only a symbol of imperial power and was far less gorgeous than the dragon robe of the Song Dynasty emperor.

"It's so noisy and boring."

Yin Qianyang appeared in a corner of the altar and closed his eyes slightly.

"I usually feel upset too. If a woman cries in front of me, I will throw her out of the tent and give her to my personal soldiers."

"But when we are celebrating, without the cry of the enemy, it always lacks some flavor."

Wanyan Aguda smiled and said, "I wonder if the Imperial Master would agree with this?"

"It's just a bunch of ants."

Yin Qianyang said calmly: "Your Majesty wants to unify the world, so why should you regard ants as enemies?"

"…What the Imperial Master said is true."

Wanyan Aguda was stunned for a moment, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face, and shouted: "Bring Tianzuo King Yelu Yanxi and the Liao royal family here! Perform the surrender ceremony!"

Yelu Yanxi was originally Emperor Tianzuo.

But Wanyan Aguda could not tolerate other emperors in his territory.

He then issued an edict to downgrade Yelu Yanxi's title.

In this situation, naturally no one cares whether Yelu Yanxi is willing or not.

"Perform the surrender ceremony!"

The sound of trumpets continued, and General Wanyan Zonghan led his personal guards to escort a group of Liao royal family members in gorgeous clothes out of the crowd.

At first glance, there were thousands of people, both men and women.

"Yelü Yanxi, do you know your mistake?"

Wanyan Aguda's eyes flashed, and he looked at the middle-aged man walking in front and sneered.

"I, I know I'm wrong."

Yelu Yanxi was startled and quickly shrank his neck, saying timidly.

"Oh? What's wrong?"

Wanyan Aguda asked again.

"This..., I am just trying to stop a chariot with my bare hands, resisting stubbornly..."

Yelu Yanxi's face twitched: "I have offended your majesty and I deserve to die!"

"If I want to hit you, you will naturally fight back. What's wrong with that?"

Wanyan Aguda said disdainfully: "Besides, you Liao people are useless. How many of my Jurchen warriors can you kill?"

"...That villain doesn't know."

"You were wrong because, in the second year of Tianqing, at the fish banquet at Hunhe River, you ordered me to dance to liven up the atmosphere."

"At that time, I firmly refused, which caused your dissatisfaction."

Wanyan Aguda said coldly: "It's ridiculous that you clearly wanted to kill me at that time, but you didn't send troops to me. Isn't that a big mistake?"

"The villain dare not."

Yelu Yanxi lowered his head and his old face twitched a few times.

As for this matter, actually, we can't put all the blame on him.

At that time, he saw that Wanyan Aguda was in high spirits and looked away from others, so he was indeed worried about the consequences.

Therefore, he secretly ordered the Privy Councilor Xiao Fengxian to find an excuse to kill Wanyan Aguda.

As a result, Xiao Fengxian found it troublesome and said that Wanyan Aguda was just a barbarian who knew no etiquette.

If we kill them without committing any serious fault, it may hurt the will of others to submit to us.

Xiao Fengxian added: Even if this person really has ambitions, what can the Jurchens, a small country like them, do?
These words hit the mark exactly what Yelu Yanxi wanted, causing him to relax his guard again.

Thinking of this, Yelu Yanxi couldn't help but feel extremely hateful.

Sure enough, those named "Fengxian" are all traitors!

"I don't care whether you dare or not, it's all the same."

Wanyan Aguda waved his hand and said, "It's almost time, let's start accepting surrenders."

"Perform the sheep-leading ceremony!"

Wanyan Zonghan nodded, holding a bloody sheepskin in his left hand and a whip and rope in his right hand.

He strode to Yelu Yanxi and said, "Your coat is torn off. Put on the sheepskin and kneel down!"

"Little man obeys!"

Anger flashed across Yelu Yanxi's eyes, and he obediently knelt on the ground with his arms bare and a sheepskin covering his body.

He let Wanyan Zonghan tie the rope around his neck.

The horn sounded again, and thousands of Jin soldiers walked in in an orderly manner.

Each of them held a sheepskin rope and came before a member of the Liao royal family.

The Jin people were originally a nomadic people, and in their eyes, nothing was more docile than sheep.

So they asked the surrendering noble captives to take off their shirts, kneel on all fours, and cover themselves with the slimy sheepskins that had just been peeled off.

Then they tied the ropes and lined up, and were led forward by the soldiers.

It means that you will be as obedient as a sheep.

This ritual itself will not involve beating or scolding them.

But the psychological blow is indescribable.

"..."

The Liao royal family, who used to have everything provided for them, now opened their eyes wide and showed expressions of shame and anger.

They were born in the inner court of the imperial palace and felt that they had noble blood and status.

Now they were forced to perform the "Sheep-Leading Ceremony", and the overwhelming sense of humiliation instantly destroyed their inner pride.

The royal ladies were filled with despair. They took off their clothes and put on sheepskins while trembling and crying.

The more than 100,000 Liao nobles and officials were all shocked or angry and speechless.

For a moment, the only sounds in the huge square were the rustling sounds of crawling and faint crying.

It's shocking, but also a little weird.

"Well, that's what it tastes like."

"The weak should behave like weak people."

"Unfortunately, the Liao emperors of these generations were too useless. The Liao Kingdom was extremely decadent and vulnerable."

Wanyan Aguda looked at the white "flock of sheep" under his feet, listened to the woman's crying, and showed pride on his face: "It's a pity that I couldn't be born a hundred years earlier, so that Xiao Chuo could also wear sheepskin and have fun."

Xiao Chuo was Empress Dowager Xiao. As a female ruler, all state affairs were decided in her hands.

During her 27 years of regency, she conquered the Jurchens in the east, attacked the Dangxiang and Uighurs in the west, attacked the Tieli in the north, and attacked the Song Dynasty in the south, greatly expanding the ruling area and leading the Khitan from decline to its peak.

At one point, the Jurchens were beaten, which made Wanyan Aguda feel deeply ashamed. "After all, Xiao Chuo is already dead."

Yin Qianyang said calmly: "In my opinion, Your Majesty is now in a clear mind and should consider how to destroy Song."

"The emperor of the Song Dynasty was also a waste, not much better than Yelu Yanxi."

Wanyan Aguda thought for a moment and said, "But I heard that some of those princesses are quite pretty. When I destroy the Song Dynasty, I will capture all of them and play with them. That would be a good story."

"As your majesty wishes."

Yin Qianyang showed a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and said calmly: "At present, these people are still useful, and Your Majesty cannot enjoy it."

"Of course I know what's important and what's not."

Wanyan Aguda hesitated for a moment, his eyes fell on Han Wusha: "Now that I am no longer interested, please send them away, Han Shengshi."

"I obey your orders."

Han Wusha showed a gentle smile and waved his right hand downwards: "Do it."

"Yes!"

A Jin warrior drew a dagger from his waist and stabbed it into the heart of the Khitan royal family in front of their astonished eyes.

After a brief scream and struggle, no one in the royal family, including Yelu Yanxi, was left alive.

The complicated magic array on the ground flickered with bloody light.

Like a miracle, blood separated from the corpse, floated above the magic circle, and merged into a huge blood bead.

"not enough."

Yin Qianyang raised his head and glanced at the blood bead, his face calm: "Go on."

"Leave no one behind!"

Wanyan Aguda nodded and waved his hand as if to drive away a mosquito.

"Woo!"

The skeleton soldiers standing guard drew their bone blades at the same time, rushed into the square, and started a one-sided massacre.

Blood splattered, and blood beads seemed to be boiling, constantly condensing and emitting billowing blood energy.

After a long time, a wailing sound that seemed to come from the underworld was heard.

The blood beads completely disappeared, and four blood pills fell from the air and appeared in Yin Qianyang's palm.

"This blood pill was made with the blood sacrifice of tens of thousands of people. It has countless uses and is a supreme treasure for the evil ways. Once Your Majesty takes it, your cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds, comparable to others who have practiced hard for ten lifetimes."

"Unfortunately, this ritual is not tolerated by heaven and earth. Once ordinary cultivators swallow it, they are often accompanied by thunder tribulations and have no chance of survival."

"Now that Your Majesty is the ruler of the country and has the blessing of the Jin Dynasty, you don't have to worry about these things."

Yin Qianyang handed Wanyan Aguda a blood pill and put the remaining three into his sleeves: "Your Majesty, it will take about ten days to transform this pill, and I will also need to make some other preparations. When your majesty succeeds, you and I will go south to destroy the Song Dynasty, just like today."

"Thank you, Imperial Master!"

Wanyan Aguda reached out to take the blood pill and took a deep look at Yin Qianyang who had an indifferent expression, his eyes somewhat dim.

***
Hangzhou Imperial City·Imperial Study

Although it is now the second watch, the night is already deep.

But inside the imperial study, it was still as bright as day.

Huang Shang, Huang Yaoshi, as well as Song Jiang, Wu Yong and others were sitting in the outer hall of the imperial study, working hard and sighing at the mountains of clan files.

As for Fang La, he was a traitor...

It would be good if you could keep internal and external affairs in order.

But this guy, apart from spreading the doctrine and persecuting corrupt officials and wealthy people, does nothing serious.

After entering the city, Huang Rong ran to the imperial study and found that the pile of memorials and documents that no one cared about was much taller than her...

Looking at this pile of things, Huang Rong was silent for a whole cup of tea.

Then she waved her hand and asked Huang Shang and others to come and help deal with the situation.

So, Lao Huang and his men, who had just come back from the battlefield, came running back to work overtime.

However, although they were tired, they were still somewhat excited.

After all, not everyone can come here to review memorials.

To a certain extent, this also represents Huang Rong's trust in their character and abilities.

Since she is wearing a yellow robe, her identity has changed from the second in command of a mountain stronghold to the Queen of the Southern Kingdom.

For a minister, it is a great honor to share the emperor's worries.

So, everyone was tired but happy. They worked tirelessly during this period and began to assist Huang Rong in issuing various government decrees.

Of course, for ordinary people, what matters most is how well they live their lives; it doesn’t matter who becomes the emperor.

If they were to compare who was worse, Huang Rong felt that she should still be much better than Fang La and Song Huizong.

As for other things, there is nothing worth mentioning.

Oh, a few days ago, the tide in Qiantang River roared like thunder, the sky collapsed, the earth collapsed, and the mountains shook.

No one knew what was wrong with Lu Zhishen. He insisted that he was "round when he heard the tide and quiet when he saw the letter" and that God had arranged for him to die.

Everyone was unable to persuade this guy, so they had to quickly notify Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan tried to persuade him for a few words, but found that he could not keep up with this guy's train of thought, so he simply slapped Chao Xin back.

Lu Zhishen found that the tide signal was gone, and he was in a daze for a long time...

Then this guy thought that Lin Xuan was a god after all, and his words and deeds should be more reliable than his master, Elder Zhizhen.

Now that he had come to terms with it, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​entering Nirvana, and went back to happily eating big chunks of meat and drinking big bowls of wine.

***
Imperial Study Room

"That's about it for today. Let's let everyone rest later."

Lin Xuan heard the second watch gong and put down the file in his hand: "The efficiency is still too low at the moment. I'll find time to set up the cabinet later."

Although Huang Rong is the emperor, she is also a girl.

So, she used the excuse of gender differences and usually worked in the inner hall so that she could combine work and rest and take time to slack off.

Huang Shang and others naturally had no objection to this request.

When you can't see your boss at work, you'll feel more relaxed.

"I'm so tired! Why is there so much work to do as an emperor? It's even more tiring than being a bandit!"

Huang Rong put down the red brush in her hand and stretched lazily. The dragon robe stuck to her body, revealing her exquisite curves.

It makes her already stunningly beautiful face even more seductive.

This is the charm of uniform role playing.

"Empress sounds much better than female thief."

"That's true..."

Huang Rong thought for a moment and said, "Can the mirror's spirit come out? Let him work as well."

"After Kunlun Mirror consumed the sword and shield of the Mountain Elder, it was still a little far from transforming."

"I just met Tieguai Li and Zhongli Quan and asked them to take the mirror to Fang La's inner storehouse. If they find anything useful, they can swallow it all."

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "Don't worry about money at this time."

After being trapped by the Seven Treasures Magic Tree, Tieguai Li and Zhongli Quan did not suffer any serious injuries. After resting for half a day, they were able to move around as usual.

But the signature magic weapon was destroyed, which must be a heavy loss.

The two men estimated that it would take at least five or six hundred years to refine a similar magic weapon.

Five hundred years is a very long time, enough for Xiaoqing to grow from a little green snake into a soft girl.

Even if a god has a lot of time, he wouldn't be so idle.

Having suffered such a huge loss, the two naturally hated Buddhism to the core and spoke ill of it from time to time.

However, these two guys are still quite sensible.

Lin Xuan listened for a long time and found that the two people cursed Fahai's ancestors for eighteen generations, but did not mention the Taoist Master Zhunti at all.

Well, it’s not sure.

Maybe this is the deterrent power of the leader saint...

"I am the emperor after all, how can I be so stingy..."

"Speaking of which, this mirror has played a big role this time. If it sees something it likes, just let it eat it."

Huang Rong thought for a moment and said, "We found a purple gold bowl in Jinshan Temple. Is it the one that Tang Monk used to have? Should we try feeding it to the mirror?"

"I tried it, the mirror won't eat..."

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "It's probably a fake."

"This method of distinguishing the authenticity is quite unique..."

Huang Rong laughed a few times and straightened up: "Okay, that's it for today, it's time to get off work. Lin Qing, follow me to the bedroom."

Lin Xuan: "..."

"Empress Huang, Dai Zong has an urgent secret letter and asked me to deliver it to you."

At this moment, the sword flashed, and Ah Qing appeared under the moonlight like an elf, holding a memorial.

"I'm off work, I'm going to bed."

"He said this information is very important, and asked me to wake you up even if you were asleep."

Ah Qing didn't buy it at all: "You don't want to become a tyrant, do you?"

"Okay, okay, I'm not a tyrant..."

Huang Rong was somewhat helpless: "But I feel dizzy and dizzy, Brother Lin, please help me recite."

"The Liao Kingdom was destroyed."

Lin Xuan opened the secret letter, glanced at it for a few times, frowned and said, "Rong'er, you should take a look."

"Hmm? This, this, this..."

"It was easier for Wanyan Aguda to defeat Liao than it was for us to defeat Fang La. He performed the sheep-leading ceremony on all the royal nobles, and then killed them all as a blood sacrifice?"

Huang Rong saw half of it and slammed the table in anger: "How outrageous! This is so cruel!"

"According to their custom, women from the royal family would be taken to have a bath after the sheep-leading ceremony."

Lin Xuan sighed softly: "If I die like this, it will be the end of everything."

The main ethnic group of the Liao Dynasty was the Khitans, who should have been considered a foreign enemy during the Northern Song Dynasty.

Lin Xuan actually didn't have a very deep understanding of the Khitan race.

The one who impressed me the most was the boss Qiao who had his own speakers.

But seeing the Liao Kingdom fall, I still feel a little sad.

"A bath?" Ah Qing asked doubtfully.

"After taking a bath, he will be sent to the camp to be entertained by the soldiers."

Huang Rong's expression suddenly turned cold: "He deserves to be killed!"

According to historical inertia, it would not be long before the Northern Song Dynasty would be destroyed by the Jin people.

In history, after the Northern Song Dynasty was destroyed, a number of princesses and concubines did experience this.

Including Song Qinzong's Queen Zhu Lian, countless people could not bear the humiliation and chose to commit suicide.

It can be said that: the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind blows away the catkins, and the life is drifting like duckweed in the rain.

"The Jin ruler Wanyan Aguda sent troops from Shangjing City, marching day and night, and together with Wanyan Loushi and Wanyan Zonghan, they surrounded the border troops from three sides in the Yanyun area."

"The border troops were badly defeated in this battle, General Xiaozhong was killed in the battle, and Grand Tutor Tong Guan surrendered to the Jin master."

Huang Rong finished reading the secret letter and let out a sigh of relief: "I won't sleep yet. Let's call Old Huang and the others to come over to discuss the matter."

"What are your plans, Your Majesty?"

"I will lead the army in person."

(End of this chapter)