"Your Majesty, please see..."
In Luzhou City, Shi Yao opened the curtain of the carriage, then bowed and stepped away.
Zhong Xiaokui immediately took a lantern from his subordinate and stepped forward to peer into the dark carriage.
She turned around and said in shock: "Your Majesty, he is from Mobei..."
Without her words, Li Jing could clearly see the situation inside.
A tall, middle-aged man, dressed in Mobei clothing, with a towel stuffed in his mouth, was already unconscious and slumped in the carriage.
Li Jing's eyebrows were raised, and he had guessed the identity of this person.
Shi Yao observed the words and expressions beside him and immediately smiled and saluted: "Your Majesty, this person is the Marshal of Mobei and the second son of Queen Yingtian - Yelu Yaoguang..."
Zhong Xiaokui immediately expressed doubts and immediately ordered the subordinates of the Jin Yiwei behind him.
After a while, a portrait was presented to Li Jing.
Zhong Xiaokui jumped into the carriage, lifted the Mobei man out of the carriage, took off the towel from his mouth, and then lifted up his drooped head.
"It's really Yelu Yaoguang..."
After comparing it with the portrait, she muttered to herself in disbelief.
Li Jing had already made a guess, and pointed at the general marshal of Mobei in a funny way: "Is this the gift you gave me?"
Shi Yao ignored Zhong Xiaokui's jealous eyes and bowed: "Exactly...Although this Yelu Yaoguang is from Mobei, he is well versed in the military arts of the Central Plains and is often brave when leading an army. The commander-in-chief had known that this man was a scourge. Then he designed to capture him from the Mobei camp."
I see……
Li Jing suddenly realized that when he first knew that Mobei and Li Keyong were going south, Yuan Tiangang told him about it when they were in the Hidden Soldier Valley.
It turns out that at that time, there was no generalissimo in the Mobei camp?
He put his hands behind his back and muttered: "Who is Yelu Yaoguang in the Mobei camp?"
Shi Yao bowed and said respectfully: "Of course he is a member of the Holy One."
Zhong Xiaokui suddenly felt frustrated.
When she was first in Daliang, she was suppressed by Shi Yao. Unexpectedly, she changed her appearance and became the subordinate of Li Jing, and Shi Yao actually emerged.
The power of bad people...has it really been dug out?
Zhong Xiaokui felt that she should find an opportunity to tell the emperor properly.
As the emperor's most loyal eagle dog, she does not allow the existence of organizational forces that Jin Yiwei doesn't know about.
Li Jing laughed, shook her head helplessly, and then pondered: "As far as I know, Queen Na Yingtian has always had a plan. Now that her son has been transferred, is it possible that she still can't find out?"
"She should have discovered it, but she must not be sure that she can find Yelu Yaoguang. She should not dare to act rashly at this time."
Immediately, Shi Yao said as if he was remembering: "But...if I guessed correctly, Queen Yingtian must have lost her spirit at this time."
Li Jing was thoughtful.
He couldn't guess Yuan Tiangang's thoughts, and there was no need to guess. At this point, he had always regarded the old monster as a mascot.
But since he is willing to take action, there must be no benefit from Mobei.
Thinking of this in his mind, Li Jing felt a little bit dumbfounded.
After fighting until now, I actually know that the supreme commander on the opposite side is one of my own...
He then turned around and gave an order to Zhong Xiaokui: "Send an envoy to tell Wang Yanzhang that the offensive can be accelerated..."
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He paused, then smiled and said: "If it's too late, there's no chance that this Mobei man will escape back to the grassland."
Zhong Xiaokui accepted the order.
"At the same time, let Wen Tao and Shangguan Yunque be ready to assist the Qiantang Navy to go to sea and go north to Liaodong."
Li Jing's gloomy mood just now was gone, and he ordered Zhong Xiaokui to write them down one after another.
"I don't care about Liu Zhijun, but he must lock Li Siyuan and Shi Jingtang's troops tightly and not allow the Yan army to return to Taiyuan!"
"Order the army to garrison the city for reorganization, build the Luzhou city, and select a day to attack Taiyuan."
"According to the order!"
Zhong Xiaokui wrote them down one by one, and then asked in a low voice: "Then this Yelu Yaoguang... what arrangements does the Holy One want to make?"
Li Jing turned around, mounted the horse led by Jin Yiwei, turned the horse's head, and was in a good mood.
"Send someone back to Luoyang and send him to Yelu Abaoji. Since I have imprisoned their King of Mobei, let the Marshal of Mobei go and see how I imprisoned him!"
"Also, ask Mr. Jing and others to come see me as soon as possible."
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The bright dagger reflected brightly under the light, and the blood on it had not yet dried, slowly dripping down the tip.
"Why did the queen want to kill him?"
There was confusion in the sweet voice, and as the silver bell swayed slightly, Yelu Zhiwu stepped onto the high platform with bare feet.
The blood that gradually turned into a column of water flowed downwards, but bypassed her round and jade-like toes, and then flowed down the steps.
"It's useless to keep it, why not kill it."
Shuriduo sat still, just quietly looking at the dagger in his hand.
The attendants immediately carried down the body of the person in charge of making the weapon.
On the school grounds below, countless corpses were also carried away on carts, and basins of clean water were used to wash away the blood.
Yelvzhi held the staff in his hand and quietly looked at this disaster-like scene. The robe and cloak behind her made her look very pure, but at this moment she was out of place here.
"The giant hornet is dead."
Shuliduo raised his head, his eyes showing no emotion. Just looking at Yelu Zhiwu's back, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately... you are still fine."
Then, she couldn't help but ask: "Have you ever fought with him? What are the chances of winning?"
There was some elusive hope in his voice.
Shuliduo wished that Yelv Zhiwu had avoided the fight and left, or that she and Yuan Tiangang had gone through hundreds of rounds without using all their strength and had rushed to protect herself, which was why she missed.
Yelu Zhiwu answered honestly: "He attacks with all his strength, but I can't survive even one move."
Closing his eyes tiredly, Thrido threw away the dagger.
"In your opinion, what will happen to Mobei in the future?"
Yelu Zhiwu fell into deep thought.
Shuliduo stood up tiredly and walked to her side.
"According to the guidance of the gods, this trip south should be a rare opportunity for me in Mobei for a thousand years... Why have I been hijacked every step of the way and made mistakes repeatedly?"
Yelv Zhiwu tilted his head and said seriously: "I can ask God for instructions again."
Shuliduo showed a bitter smile, looking at the proud daughter of Mobei in front of her, and spoke in a rare soft tone: "There is no need for it anymore... Gods, it is inevitable that they will make mistakes in matters in the mortal world."
After saying that, she put her hands behind her back and looked at the waning moon in the sky for a long time.
"Perhaps, the destiny is not in Mobei at this time - I am just unwilling to do so..." She smiled bitterly again: "I really want to see what the emperor of the Central Plains is like."
Yelvzhiwuyurun's shoulders trembled slightly, she looked at Shuliduo, and finally kept what she wanted to say in her heart.
After thinking deeply, Shuliduo finally sighed.
"Come here, go and invite General Zhao."
There were attendants hurried away behind the two of them.
After a while, Zhao Siwen, wearing armor and a solemn look on his face, strode up the steps and saluted the two of them with folded hands.
"The last general, Zhao Siwen, joins the Queen and Ao Gu."
"Tomorrow, you will go south and take over the position of generalissimo."
Zhao Siwen looked up in shock, a little confused: "I wonder what the queen wants..."
Shuliduo turned around, her beautiful eyes were filled with coldness, and her voice was decisive.
"After taking over as the generalissimo, those who stayed in Chanzhou will know what to do. And after you go south, you will bring back tens of thousands of people from the Central Plains at all costs!"
Zhao Siwen looked shocked and hurriedly spoke to dissuade him: "Queen, no! If we withdraw our troops this time, how will we explain to the ministries when we return? And the covenant with King Jin, isn't it invalid?"
Shuliduo sighed, but his tone was still unquestionable: "Zhao Siwen, I am giving orders for the king! If you don't obey, I can replace you with someone else!"
Zhao Siwen was still scratching his head: "It's not that the general can't take orders, but you have to give the general a reason!"
Looking at Yelv Zhiwu next to her, Shuliduo couldn't help but feel sad.
"It's too late. Tens of thousands of lives... may have to be left in the Central Plains."
