Seeing this situation, Wulin Zammo lamented in his heart, but he said respectfully at the bottom of the steps: "Your Majesty... Now that things have happened, the country has been destroyed, the family has been destroyed, the land has collapsed, and the mountains have been destroyed. Things are simply beyond human power, so why bother? Where’s the words?”

He La nodded slowly, finally released Xi Yin's hands, walked back, pushed open the half-open door, and happened to see his queen standing behind the door, so he took Xi Yin's hand again and turned around together. Go in.

But within a short time, as the shouts of killing in the distance gradually gathered and stabilized, the king broke out again and went directly to the courtyard to look at each other: "Have we already fought? We are definitely going towards the King of Liao. Of?"

Wanyan Xiyin stood in the wind without saying a word. When the others saw this, they just bowed their heads and remained silent like Qin Huizhi.

After a while, Tiao Lubu received the summons from the chamberlain and hurried back from the outside to give a brief report: "So that your Majesty will know that it is indeed the King of Liao who is surrounded and fighting has begun! But please Your Majesty, don’t worry, His Royal Highness the King of Liao is well guarded there..."

Wanyan Hela hesitated, looked at Wanyan Xiyin who was standing still, nodded, and then turned around again.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Hela hurriedly walked out again and faced each other on the steps: "Why are the shouts of killing getting louder and louder?"

Xiyin still didn't move, but Lu Bu hurriedly ran out, and came back after a while to report: "Your Majesty, after the Khitan thieves crossed the river, many of them looted and got lost. Now they are fighting, and their troops are gradually gathering, so I shouted The sound of killings just got louder and louder."

He La sneered and said angrily: "Are you sure that all those gathered here are bandits who were separated across the river? And are you sure they are Khitans?!"

Nian Lubu was speechless and could only go to see Xiyin... In fact, He Lazhen was half right. After all, Nian Lubu was a veteran in military affairs. He could tell from outside before, and those who gathered together might really It is not a scattered group of incoming troops, but more like the internal personnel of the camp who have been prepared to guide, attack and command.

It's just that the situation is too chaotic, with fleeing family members and defeated troops everywhere, and the stakes are high, so even if he already has doubts in his heart, it's hard to say which family sent them.

As for the head of the country, Wanyan Xiyin's attitude was so clear, and Zan Lubu also passed the most difficult multiple-choice question at the beginning. At this time, he was just coping.

Turning back to his eyes, He La was furious and saw no one responding. He shook his head helplessly and could only return to the house again.

There was still a constant breeze in the courtyard.

When Nian Lubu saw this, he secretly sighed in his heart, turned around again, and continued to watch the battle from the outside... He noticed that Pucha Huzhan made some strange movements for a while, but when the troops and horses were sent halfway, the lights completely dispersed, and then finally

No rescheduling.

This is as it should be, because Pucha Huzhan's nephew married the eldest daughter of the eldest prince.

He also noticed that the thieves who besieged the prince quickly became organized after receiving support from scattered tribesmen in the camp. They dispersed to the northwest corner of the prince's camp, but then began to set fire to the wind from the southeast.

, try to use fire attack to end everything.

Seeing that the fire was about to start, Zhen Lubu knew that the king would come out soon, and he might have to make the final decision.

Frankly speaking, until now, Zhenlu Bedu still wanted to save the eldest prince. Of course, the premise was not to bring trouble to himself. Therefore, after a slight hesitation, the Jurchen veteran and battlefield fugitive suddenly turned his head and looked at

The leader of his own bodyguard:

"You can go there once, just two or three people."

"What can two or three people do?" the guard leader was puzzled.

"There must be Khitan people. The key is to see if there are any Jurchens among those people?" Zhen Lubu was explaining seriously. "No matter what the result is, don't tell anyone. I'm just curious and want peace of mind...

Go and come back quickly."

The guard leader nodded, and immediately hurried away with a few thoughtful soldiers, disappearing into the night.

What surprised Zhen Lubu was that he had just waited for another summons from the king, that is, he slowly walked down the roof, and his own guard leader over there came back... and then, from a long distance away, he stood in front of him.

The man who came to summon the little chamberlain nodded slightly.

No matter how dull Zhen Lubu is, he knows that there must be Jurchens here, and they are probably acquaintances of his personal guards, otherwise they would not come back so quickly.

You guessed it, but after you really confirmed it, this Jurchen veteran still couldn't help but feel numb.

"Report to Your Majesty."

Turning back to the hospital, the numbness on his scalp had not yet subsided, and Zan Lubu could only force himself to recover. "Just as your Majesty guessed, the Khitan thieves used fire attacks. The weather is warm in summer, and there is a constant smoky wind... and

He also took the initiative to open an opening across the river, which can be regarded as surrounding three towers... His Highness the King of Liao is probably in real danger."

He La, who was standing on the threshold, felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His body swayed, and then he held on to the door frame and stood firm. Then he immediately looked at Yan Xiyin's back with some expectation.

But Xiyin still didn't move.

He went to see Nian Lubu again, but Nian Lubu just lowered his head.

I went to look for Qin Hui again. There were so many lights and shadows in the courtyard that I couldn't find Qin Hui for a while.

Finally, he went to look for Wulin Dazanmo. Wulin Dazanmo finally met the king's gaze, but shook his head slightly.

When Hela saw this, he felt helpless, fearful, and sad. He burst into tears immediately, and then he could only hide his face and return to the house.

Everyone in the courtyard, starting from the expressionless Xiyin, almost everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, a thin female voice suddenly sounded from the room:

"What's going on, Your Majesty? You were manipulated by others in Yanjing, and now you can only shed tears in front of your concubines? How can you, the majestic king of a country, be so cowardly even on his way to escape?"

What everyone was worried about was the little Queen Pei Man. They also knew that the little Queen was only fifteen years old. If he were the head of the country, based on his intelligence and experience, he would understand something in his heart. The little Queen was just talking childish words.

But for some reason, even though they knew it was the little queen's childish words, everyone in the courtyard couldn't help but be slightly moved, and then listened attentively.

And soon, the monarch's slightly choked voice came:

"You don't understand... This is not a matter of honor to the king. I know that Mr. Xiyin has good intentions, and I also know that the current situation is that people are fighting for their own good, and it would be good for everyone if my uncle dies... I just think of my uncle's upbringing.

The kindness of Master Han... and the kindness of Master Han's teachings... and the kindness of Fourth Uncle's support... Master Han was too late to save, and Fourth Uncle was too late to save... Now the last close uncle can't be saved! I'm not

You are ashamed to be a king, but you are ashamed to be a nephew!"

The whole courtyard was filled with pity for a moment.

"Since you are ashamed, why don't you save it?!" the little queen's shrill voice sounded again. "The country is like this, what else is there to worry about?!"

"Mr. Xiyin will not let me divide my troops..."

"You are the direct grandson of Taizu, and you are skilled in bow and horse. Mr. Xi Yin forbids the generals below to rescue him. How can he still stop you from going on a personal expedition? Didn't you wear armor from the beginning tonight? Is it just a show?

!”

Almost everyone in the courtyard looked at the half-open door, causing a fuss. Even Xiyin was slightly startled.

But soon, Wanyan Xiyin regained his previous calm, natural appearance, as if nothing had happened.

Almost at the same moment, the voice of Little Queen Pei Man sounded again:

"Last time in Yanjing, I was frightened and hid behind you, and I felt ashamed... If you sincerely remember the kindness of the King of Liao in raising you, you can lead the remaining Hezha Meng'an to rescue him!

Not to mention rescuing the King of Liao, even the soldiers in the camp will be inspired by you to gather together!"

Xiyin had long since returned to normal, Qin Hui looked pale, and Zan Lubu was sweating profusely. However, Wulin Dazanmo couldn't help but stepped forward, as if ready to persuade him something.

And almost without stopping for a moment, the little queen Pei Man urged again in the house:

"I just heard clearly that the King of Liao was about to be burned to death, and his eyes were sick. It was like fire and night, and it was difficult to escape... If you dare to go, I will go with you.

...Save if you can, and come back if you can't. That's the advantage of the rebels. Our couple is so good at equestrian skills that we can escape on horseback... At worst, we can just go downstream along the Huangshui River..."

Before he finished speaking, He La, who was wearing armor and holding a knife, suddenly opened the door and appeared in the courtyard again. He took a deep breath, forced to stop his tears, then glanced around, gritted his teeth and said:

"I want to save my eldest uncle myself! This is not the king rescuing his ministers, but my nephew rescuing his uncle! Mr. Xi Yin, I want to take San Bai He to Zha Meng'an!"

"These few hundred khamengan and the several hundred khamengan from His Highness the King of Liao are the last foundation of the country." Wanyan Xiyin's expression was almost indifferent. "In the daytime, with armor and horses, one can be as good as ten, but

In such a chaotic night, it is easy to lose one's life, military discipline and traces... Will Your Majesty and the King of Liao bury the last Hezha Meng'an together?"

"I am the direct grandson of Taizu."

He La was silent for a moment, then summoned up the courage to confront him. "These two He Zha Meng'an are originally the private property of Wan Yan's direct descendants... There is no need for my husband to interfere."

Xiyin nodded, staggered half his position, and then still stood with his hands behind his back in the wind.

The meaning is very simple. If the king wants to die, then he will not stop him, but he will never participate or agree.

The people around him were all uneasy when they saw this situation... Some people were not angry at Wanyan Xiyin's indifference and strength, while others were angry and puzzled by the impulsiveness of the king.

The current situation is that the country has actually collapsed, but the Jurchen Wanyan clan's Great Jin Kingdom can maintain its political system. It depends entirely on the cooperation of the country's leader, Xianggong Xiyin, and the eldest prince Oben to form some kind of symbolic alliance.

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As for tonight's incident, essentially everyone hopes that the eldest prince will die and not delay the lingering peace talks.

But now, the king is actually trying his best to rescue the eldest prince who is the biggest obstacle to peace talks, and Xi Yin's foundation of his career is that he is a minister and a prime minister, but he actually wants to part ways with the king!

It can be seen from this that the Great Jin Kingdom is really coming to an end!

Wanyan Hela didn't seem to be able to quite understand why Wanyan Xiyin behaved so coldly. The Xiyin in his impression was not like this... But the matter had come to this, and after all he was a king, an eighteen-year-old boy.

, I have a lot of depression in my heart, how can I stop it?

As a result, the man slightly raised his hand to Xi Yin and said, "Please my husband and General Jian Lubu to protect the queen here. I'll come back as soon as I can."

After saying that, Wanyan Xiyin just nodded, and He La couldn't bear it any longer, and directly brought down the knife. Several Mou Ke who were in He Zha Meng'an looked at each other, and finally three people chased him out, but the remaining few people were fighting with Nian Lu.

Complementary, once moved his steps, but in the end he did not follow.

Xiyin, on the other hand, just stared at the other person's back without any extra expression.

As for the little queen Pei Man, she only wore a helmet and wanted to chase her out. However, with a wave of her hand from Wulin Dazanmo, she was directly pushed forward by the chamberlain.

At the moment when Wanyan Hela thought of his Agu fighting his direct grandson, and then wearing armor and going into battle, his uncle, Wanyan Onben, was completely in despair.

"Digunai, let's go!"

The eldest prince, Wanyan Oben, had disheveled hair. He was holding a hot knife in one hand and covering his watering eye with the other. Then he stared at his son with the other eye. "They just want to kill me so that they can negotiate peace.

You are still young and will not be deliberately hunted... Break out from the northwest and take your two brothers to find Pucha Huzhan... He is your brother-in-law's uncle. Although he failed to save me just now, he still
To be continued...