As soon as the Liao army messenger left, Brother Yelvxiu sighed and said: "What a good little guy. He is courageous, strategic and brave. It's a pity that he can't be used by me."
Xiao Tianzuo was stunned and said: "Your Majesty wants to recruit him?" Brother Yelvxiu nodded. Although Yang Dezheng had hurt him before, Brother Yelvxiu did not blame him. Instead, he was full of appreciation for Yang Dezheng. . Xiao She said proudly: "Since the king wants to recruit him, just give him an official title. As long as the official title is enough, he will definitely be placed under the king's knees."
What Xiao She said was not stupid, what he said was common sense. In the Shangjing City of the Liao Kingdom, as long as he throws out the official title, the Han people in the Shangjing City will pounce on him like dogs. And as long as they are promised an official title, they will lie down in front of him like dogs to express their submission.
Brother Yelu Xiu shook his head indifferently and said: "Although you have fought with people from the Yang family many times, you don't know the people of the Yang family. You don't even know Yang Dezheng. Yang Dezheng is a person who will never surrender to our Liao people. People." Xiao Tianyou frowned and said, "Why?"
Brother Yelvxiu explained: "After he arrived in Shengzhou, it is not difficult to see his attitude towards the tribesmen in Shengzhou. Almost all the tribesmen in Shengzhou died under his sword, which shows that deep down in his heart, There is hostility towards us Liao people. This hostility is still deep and cannot be erased by money and power.
Therefore, this kind of person is destined not to be used by me. His existence can only become our enemy. "Xiao She said solemnly: "Then my subordinates will go and select men and horses and kill him five miles away in three days. Just chop off his head and see how he becomes an enemy of us Liao people. "
"Go." Agreeing with Xiao She's statement, Brother Yelvxiu seemed to feel that something was wrong, and said: "Prepare more troops. This man is extremely brave, and he can't stay with only a few hundred people." Thinking of Fan Long When the figure rushed towards his king's tent in front of Yanmen Pass, Brother Yelvxiu decisively asked Xiao She to prepare more manpower.
Brother Yelvxiu agreed to Yang Dezheng's request and passed it to Yang Dezheng through a messenger. The two parties agreed to meet five miles outside the city at noon three days later. Yang Dezheng promised to meet Brother Yelvxiu, but Yang Qi, Yang Gui, and Yang Xin were even more nervous than Yang Dezheng. Yang Dezheng seemed to be a man with nothing to do, wandering among the soldiers every day.
Yang Qi, Yang Gui, and Yang Xin nervously began to prepare the clothes for Yang Dezheng to leave the customs. They carefully selected war horses for Yang Dezheng, and also selected 300 soldiers for Yang Dezheng who were not afraid of death to guard him. Yang Dezheng seemed to be unable to see the tension of Yang Qi and the other three. When he came out of each workshop every day, his face was filled with a warm smile.
Dozens of workshops, including weapons workshops, crossbow workshops, armor workshops, etc., are mass-producing a series of war supplies under the assembly lines directed by Yang Dezheng. Thirty thousand people under Yang Dezheng have been equipped with standard horizontal swords. Twenty thousand people have changed into cotton armor, and 15,000 people have changed into leather armor. During the three days that Yang Dezheng delayed, the workshop produced five thousand more horizontal knives, four thousand cotton armors, six thousand leather armors, thirty thousand arrows, and three thousand crossbows.
This also marks that the strength of Yang Dezheng's troops has increased. At the same time, it also marked that the troops under Yang Dezheng were rapidly transforming into regular troops. Moreover, the entire city gate built on the mountain has also reached the final stage. Fuxingguan has city walls on the east and west sides, and the cliffs on both sides serve as walls on the north and south sides. The civilians flattened both sides of the cliff to a height of four feet, and at the same time left passages on both sides of the cliff to allow soldiers and horses to communicate with the east and west city walls.
Soldiers can easily go to the city wall on the other side along the aisles on both sides of the mountain. This not only shortened the construction process, but also quickly gave birth to a war fortress. After the west wall is completed.
After Yang Qi, Yang Gui, and Yang Xin discussed it, they also began to divide the soldiers and horses on the city into three groups and began to replace them in turn. At the same time, more than half of the civilians in the newly built city also withdrew from the city gate. The remaining civilians began to build barracks and some basic facilities for the school grounds in the city. Yang Xin also restarted the training of soldiers and horses. In Yang Qi's words, you just can't let your soldiers and horses sit idle, otherwise something will happen easily.
The three-day period is fleeting. When Yang Dezheng saw the revival infantry all wearing cotton armor on the city wall, he had already arrived outside the city. Yang Dezheng looked at the Fuxing infantry on top of the city and the Fuxing Pass, feeling infinite pride in his heart. All this is the result of more than a month of work. From the flat land with nothing to the towering pass, it only took more than a month.
Yang Dezheng refused the 300 dead men arranged for him by Yang Qi and Yang Xin, and rode out of the city gate alone on the horse Yang Gui selected for him. In fact, Yang Dezheng is not unwilling to bring others with him. If possible, he would like to bring Fan Long with him. It's a pity that Fan Long has been sent out by Yang Qi, along with the Renaissance Rangers under his command.
As for the others, Yang Dezheng felt a little cumbersome. That's not to say that no one's martial arts is better than Shang Qingzi's, at least Yang Xin's martial arts is on par with Fan Long. Even so, Yang Dezheng was still unwilling to take Yang Xin with him. Because he knew that if he brought Yang Xin with him, if he was attacked and Yang Xin was injured, it would easily have a psychological impact on him.
Yang Dezheng rode out of the city gate alone, the Yang-character flag hanging on his horse grinning. He hung a horizontal sword on his waist and faced the Liao army formation, like a tragic warrior who was indomitable. When Yang Dezheng appeared outside the city, everyone's eyes on the city were focused on him.
"Drive!" Yang Dezheng urged the horse and ran five miles away. Five miles away, Brother Yelvxiu had ordered people to build a high platform. The high platform is a foot high. The high platform is covered with thick wool blankets with exquisite patterns and soft texture when you step on them. On top of the blanket, there are two low tables. The low tables are filled with roasted whole sheep unique to the Liao Kingdom, and pear blossom white wine.
Brother Yelvxiu was sitting in front of a low table. On his left and right sides, stood two maids dressed as Liao people and four Liao warriors with huge bodies. Brother Yelvxiu's golden wolf flag was erected behind him. On another empty low table, in addition to the specially prepared wine and meat, there was also a long wooden box. After Yang Qi appeared in front of brother Yelvxiu on horseback, he was obviously stunned.
"Going to the meeting alone... the heroes of ancient times are nothing more than this..." Brother Yelvxiu murmured, and whispered to Xiao Tianyou who was pretending to be a guard beside him: "I killed Yang Dezheng today, and I must preserve his bones. I, the king We want his name to be remembered in the annals of history." Xiao She nodded slightly and said, "I understand. I am afraid that this person is not the real Yang Dezheng."
Brother Yelvxiu was stunned and nodded: "Song people are cunning and have to be on guard. I will test him first in a while. After confirming his identity, I will throw a cup as a sign." Xiao Tianyou solemnly said: "Understood." While the two servants were talking.
Yang Dezheng had already rode his horse to the high platform. Yang Dezheng sat on the horse, cupped his hands and said, "Are you brother Yelvxiu, the king of the South Court of Liao Kingdom?" Brother Yelvxiu shook his sleeves and said proudly: "Where my king's golden wolf flag is, this is my royal palace." Yang Dezheng nodded, jumped off the horse, and strode onto the high platform.
Xiao Tianyou stared at his big copper bell eyes and shouted: "How dare you not kneel down when you see my king?" Yang Dezheng laughed loudly, "I am twenty this year, King Yelu must be more than forty, right? When I'm forty, you can wait and see if I need to give him a gift." Yang Dezheng stepped onto the high platform and kept his eyes on Brother Yelvxiu.
He really wanted to take a look at what the King of Liao's South Campus, who had suppressed Zhao Guangyi all his life, looked like. In Yang Dezheng's eyes, Brother Yelu Xiu didn't have the toughness of the Liao people at all. The dark and shiny bearskin coat seemed to cover up all his toughness. All that is left is a tall body and a bookish and noble air.
Brother Yelu Xiu, who is in his forties and has a short beard, does not look old at all, but looks very young. When Yang Dezheng was staring at Brother Yelvxiu, Brother Yelvxiu was also staring at him. Xiao She wanted to step forward to argue with Yang Dezheng, but was blocked by Brother Yelvxiu.
Brother Yelvxiu stared at Yang Dezheng, frowned, and said, "Are you really Yang Dezheng? You don't look like a general in command at all, more like a scholar." Although Yang Dezheng was wearing a Armor, but with his thin figure and fair face, he looked like a scholar wearing armor. Yang Dezheng smiled calmly and said: "Didn't you and I meet before at Yanmen Pass? Why can't you confirm that I am who I am?"
Brother Yelvxiu shook his head and said: "When I saw you that day, you were fighting in the crowd, with disheveled hair and blood all over your body. It was difficult for me to see your face clearly." Yang Dezheng did not wait for the master to invite him, and sat down casually with Yeluxiu. In front of the table prepared by his brother, he took out the horizontal knife from his waist and placed it on the table.
He laughed loudly and said: "I, Yang Dezheng, am not very famous. There are many people pretending to be me in Bianjing City, but in Shengzhou, no one will pretend to be me." Brother Yelu Xiu nodded in agreement and said: "In Shangjing City, I also caught many imposters. They held your poems and essays, pretended to be you, and wanted to get an official position from the fingers of my king."
"Hahaha..." Yang Dezheng laughed and said, "I, Yang Dezheng, want an official position, why do I need to ask for it?" Brother Yelvxiu nodded again, "With your courage, literary talent, martial arts, and wisdom, I want an official position." There is no need to ask for a job. If you arrive in the Liao Kingdom, I am afraid you will be treated as a distinguished guest soon."
Yang Dezheng raised his eyebrows and said, "You want to recruit me?" Brother Yelvxiu nodded. Yang Dezheng said in astonishment: "You clearly know that I will not vote for your Liao Kingdom, why are you still willing to recruit me?"
Brother Yelu Xiu said calmly: "I admire you very much. If you are willing to submit to me, I can recognize you as my adopted son and give you the surname Yelu until my death. You will be the king of Nanyuan of Liao Kingdom." Serve. The people around Brother Yelvxiu stared at Brother Yelvxiu in shock. They could feel that Yelvxiuge's words were full of sincerity, which meant that he was not lying.
That's why they were shocked. The King of the Southern Court of the Liao Kingdom was in charge of all the troops and horses of the Liao Kingdom, second only to the emperor. Basically, no one is qualified except the emperor's uncles and brothers. And Brother Yelvxiu was willing to give the king of Nanyuan to a Song Dynasty man, which shows his courage and the importance he attaches to Yang Dezheng.
Yang Dezheng felt Brother Yelvxiu's attention. Instead of being overjoyed, he felt a little dignified. Because he knows very well that the more talented people are valued by big people, they will kill them if they are not available. Before coming, Yang Dezheng felt that there was a 50% chance that Brother Yelvxiu would set up an ambush to kill him.
So at this moment, it was directly upgraded to 100%. Yang Dezheng's heart was solemn, but his expression was very relaxed, "You value me so much? I just won one victory state, and you are willing to give me the South Branch King of Liao Kingdom. If I were Yang Peng, I would have won eight states." After taking over the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun, how did you reward Yang Peng? Did you reward Yang Peng as the Generalissimo of the Liao Kingdom?"
Brother Yelvxiu shook his head and sighed. Yang Dezheng's words were regarded as rejection of him. At the same time, he also told Brother Yelvxiu that he was determined to conquer the eight states under Yanyun's sixteen states. Brother Yelvxiu expected Yang Dezheng's refusal. But after being rejected by Yang Dezheng, Brother Yelvxiu still felt unwilling.
I heard Brother Yelu Xiu sighing and saying: "As long as I am here, you cannot take away the Eight Prefectures of Yanyun. If you really want to take away the Eight Prefectures of Yanyun, then the only thing I promise you is a battle." To be honest, Yang Dezheng liked Brother Yeluxiu's temperament very much. He was upright in his words and deeds, much better than Zhao Heng. After hearing Brother Yelvxiu's words, Yang Dezheng shouted, "It's a pleasure to talk to you. You asked me to come here because you just want to find out some truth about the revival of Guan Nei from my words. You and I are both smart people. Those little ideas, when you and I know it well, will have no effect at all. I will not tell you anything about the revival of Guan.
So..." Brother Yelu Xiu looked like he was listening carefully. Yang Dezheng took a deep breath and said, "So, this is a rare time for you and I to meet each other, can we talk about the romance, the heroes of ancient and modern times? Are you and I going to have a drink and talk about heroes? Maybe I will be killed by you here today, maybe I will escape your ambush, and if we meet again in the future, we will be rivals, and we will never be able to have a long conversation like today. "
Yang Dezheng paused and then said: "Besides, we can't waste the table of wine and meat you carefully prepared, can we?" Brother Yelvxiu was stunned, and solemnly nodded: "Okay! I can promise you this. . Only talk about heroes of ancient and modern times, only talk about romance. Learn from Cao Mengde and Liu Bei, and discuss heroes over wine."
The two of them just sat on the high platform and started making wine and talking. This conversation lasted half a day and a night. During this period, the two of them didn't feel sleepy at all. Instead, they talked more and more energetically. Brother Yeluxiu ordered his maid to refill the wine a dozen times. At the end of the conversation, the two people actually felt like a hero cherishing a hero.
The two chatted for a long time and a whole night, when the sun rose. The two people's talk was over. During this period, Brother Yeluxiu gave Yang Dezheng a golden scimitar inlaid with gems. Yang Dezheng had nothing to give. Finally, he learned that Brother Yelvxiu's niece liked his poems, so he wrote a few poems and gave them to him. In addition, he also painted a full-length portrait of Brother Yelvxiu.
When the maid held the full-length portrait of Brother Yelvxiu in front of Brother Yelvxiu. Brother Yelvxiu stared at the lifelike self in the portrait, and then looked at Yang Dezheng. Brother Yelvxiu's eyes were complicated, "Brother Yang Xian, are you really unwilling to surrender to me?" Brother Yelvxiu was deeply impressed by Yang Dezheng's martial arts and talents. Brother Yelvxiu was really reluctant to kill Yang Dezheng. Yang Dezheng dropped the charcoal pen in his hand and stood up. His aura was rising steadily. With just one breath, Yang Dezheng was filled with fighting spirit.
Yang Dezheng clasped his fists at Brother Yelvxiu and said, "Brother Yelu, you have your own way, and I have my own way. They are different and do not collude with each other." Brother Yeluxiu threw the jade cup on the ground in pain.
"Kill!" Xiao She, who was on the high platform, took the lead in drawing his sword and killing Yang Dezheng. The soldiers and horses lying in ambush all around suddenly sprang out. "Bang!" Yang Dezheng smashed the wooden box in front of him with one palm. The tiger-headed black gold gun flicked into Yang Dezheng's hands. "Dang!" Yang Dezheng deflected Xiao Tianyou's sword with one shot, quickly retreated, jumped on his horse, and rode towards Fuxing Pass. It seems that Yang Dezheng is expected to escape to Fuxingguan, so the people who ambush Yang Dezheng have already blocked the path that Yang Dezheng must pass through. These Liao soldiers are also a bunch of ruthless people.
They all emerged from the soil on the road that Yang Dezheng must pass. Yang Dezheng chatted with Brother Yelvxiu for a long time and a night, and they stayed in the soil for a long time and a night. In an instant, more than a dozen tripping ropes appeared in front of Yang Dezheng.
"Drive!" Yang Dezhi's horse galloped wildly, with a tiger-headed black gold gun on his back, and a horizontal knife in one hand. He waved the horizontal knife continuously, cutting the stumbling rope in front of him. Seeing that the tripping horse rope didn't work, the Liao soldiers quickly picked up an eagle's claw with an iron rope from the ground.
"Whoosh whoosh~" Dozens of iron ropes and eagle claws flew towards Yang Dezheng. Yang Dezheng grabbed the tiger-headed black gold gun in his hand and swept it left and right, fending off the eagle claws. Of course, the barbs on the eagle's talons were very sharp and hooked on the horse's back. The war horse neighed and was torn to pieces in an instant. Yang Dezheng fell to the ground and rolled three times before regaining his balance.
"Whoosh~" Yang Dezheng didn't have time to take a breath. An arrow landed in the open space next to him. "The king has an order to punish Yang Dezheng's political leaders, and reward him with one hundred thousand gold and ten thousand households." When Yang Dezheng landed, Xiao She had already rushed over with a group of armored cavalry. Under the heavy reward, Yang Dezheng has become a walking gold nugget in the eyes of Liao soldiers. The Liao cavalry, led by Xiao Tianyou, rushed towards Yang Dezheng.
Yang Dezheng grinned, "Do you really think highly of me?!" Yang Dezheng suddenly exerted force on his hind legs and ran up quickly. The arrows behind him kept falling on Yang Dezheng's side. "Pfft~" An arrow pierced through Yang Dezheng's right shoulder. The tiger-headed black gold gun in Yang Dezheng's hand almost fell to the ground. Although he was hit by an arrow, Yang Dezheng was still running.
"Whoosh~" "Puff, puff, puff~" Two more arrows were shot at Yang Dezheng. "Pfft!" Yang Dezheng fell to his knees directly on the ground. An arrow shot Yang Dezheng in the leg. Xiao She was ruthless enough. In order to kill Yang Dezheng, he directly brought seven thousand elite soldiers. Three thousand of them were archers. Yang Dezheng was injured in his leg and his movements were obviously slower. Xiao She's cavalry chased him.
Xiao She danced with the two hammers in his hands and hit Yang Dezheng directly in the back of the heart. Yang Dezheng, who was running away, turned around suddenly as if there were eyes behind him, holding a knife in one hand and a gun in the other. The sword passed across and cut off the handle of the copper hammer in Xiao She's hand. He swung the gun and knocked Xiao She away, knocking out several cavalrymen at once.
Yang Dezheng hit the ground with a tiger-head black gold spear, used the force to jump on the horse, and rode towards Fuxing Pass. On the head of Fuxingguan City. Yang Qi, Yang Gui, Yang Xin, and even tens of thousands of Fuxing infantry had already seen Yang Qi's fleeing figure. They could also see the three arrows stuck on Yang Dezheng's back.
"Switch, I want to go out and save people!" Yang Xin immediately went to save people with a big gun. Yang Qi grabbed Yang Xin and shouted in a low voice: "You can't go, and you can't open the city gate. Do you really think someone else sent 7,000 elite soldiers just to hunt down Yang Dezheng? As long as you open the city gate, they will Taking the opportunity to drive straight in, we entered Fuxing Pass.
At that time, the revival barrier will be broken. Yang Xin said angrily: "What should we do? Are we going to watch Yang Dezheng die?" Yang Xin glared and questioned Yang Gui, who was silent next to him, and said, "Tell me, if Yang Dezheng dies in Fuxing Pass, how will we two brothers explain to our mother when we go back?" How to face questioning from siblings? "
Yang Gui shook his head with a complicated expression and said: "This is Yang Dezheng's own choice. If Yang Dezheng dies, I will avenge him." "Fart!" Yang Xin said angrily: "I only want Yang Dezheng alive." Yang Gui He said in a deep voice: "Yang Xin, that's enough for you. Remember your identity, we are the defenders of Fuxing Pass first, and brothers second."
Yang Gui pointed behind him and said coldly: "Behind us, there are 400,000 civilians, and there are millions of people in Shengzhou and Fengzhou. Their lives are on your shoulders and mine. For the sake of your brotherhood, we cannot, And give up their lives. This is your duty as a general."
Yang Xin yelled: "Don't you save your brother when you see him in danger? Do you want to abandon Yang Dezheng?" After yelling at Yang Gui, Yang Xin beat his chest in blame. "Yang Dezheng should not have been allowed to go in the first place. Why didn't I stop him then..." Yang Gui stared firmly outside the city and said solemnly: "This is Yang Dezheng's choice. He wants to use his bravery to awaken the revival. The fighting spirit of the infantry and the Jin army. The Fuxing infantry and the Jin army were both newly formed armies. Once faced with the Liao army, they would most likely want to retreat.
As long as someone backs off, the rest will follow suit. At that time, the army will be defeated like a mountain, and everything Yang Dezheng has done will be in vain. It was after Yang Dezheng saw this that he chose to leave the city. He wanted to escape from the Liao people and tell all the soldiers in this way that the Liao people had nothing to fear.
The Liao people are also human beings and can be easily defeated. "Yang Xin's words fell to the ground. Yang Dezheng, who was under the city, had already rushed to two miles outside the city. Behind Yang Dezheng, seven thousand Liao troops were chasing after him. Xiao Tianyou, who was shot down by Yang Dezheng, also caught up again. There were as many as five arrows on Yang Dezheng's back. There were also many wounds scratched by the arrows on his arms, legs and face.
"Yu~" Suddenly, Yang Dezheng reined in his horse, turned his horse's head, and rushed towards the Liao army who was chasing him. The soldiers at Fuxingguan visibly took a breath after seeing Yang Dezheng's actions. They all felt that Yang Dezheng was looking for death.
"Hahaha..." Yang Dezheng laughed heartily, holding a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, like a sharp knife, cutting into the Liao army's camp. Yang Qi, who rushed into the Liao army camp, could not see any moves in his hands. He swung the tiger-headed black gold spear like a stick.
With the blessing of his strange power. The Liao army was knocked out like a rubber ball. The horizontal knife in the other hand was directly swung by Yang Dezheng, and the heads of the Liao soldiers were chopped off one by one. The Liao army was charging, and so was Yang Dezheng. In a relative charge, Yang Dezheng quickly penetrated the Liao army's camp. At the end of the Liao army's formation, Yang Dezheng ran into Xiao She, who had just followed. When Xiao She saw Yang Dezheng, war was burning in his eyes, and he was filled with rage.
"Yang Dezheng, I'm going to kill you." "Hahaha..." Yang Dezheng laughed heartily and swung the tiger-headed black gold gun in his hand, a golden monkey to subdue demons. "Bang!" sounded like a cannonball exploding. The war horse under Xiao She's crotch was chopped in half by Yang Dezheng. Xiao She vomited blood and flew backwards.
What happened after all, let’s see what happens next.
