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Two days after the heavy snow stopped, the road began to freeze and was already passable for humans and horses. Although it was still a bit difficult to walk, the army's food really couldn't hold on any longer.
So Chen Yuan and Yelü Lüzhen were happy for only three nights, these three nights not only made Yelü Lüzhen forget everything, but also made Chen Yuan a little infatuated.
This woman is truly exceptional, with a fiery figure and an open-minded personality. No matter what pose Chen Yuan suggests, she's willing to give it a try, including that one move that exceeds five-star pleasure.
In Yelü Lüzhen's mind, for these three days, she was Chen Yuan's woman. Once they returned, she would become his princess and marry Li Yuankui, a man she had never met before. This was an unchangeable fate that she could not resist.
But in Chen Yuan's plan, this was just the first step. Yelü Lügui thought that fate was irresistible because she had never tried to resist it before. As long as he worked hard himself, made her reluctant to leave him, and gave her the courage to defy fate, then the relationship between the Liao State and the Tanguts would be greatly strained.
Isn't this a bit shameless? Using a woman's emotions for a task that you don't even want to do yourself?
Forget it, just take advantage of the opportunity, anyway, even if nothing happened, I would still have to push her away, and in the future, we would still have to part ways. Chen Yuan had to return to Song Dynasty, where his family, friends, and Lian Hua were waiting for him. She was a princess, it's impossible for her to follow him back to do business together.
When the 20,000-strong army returned to Yanjing, they received a grand welcome. To be honest, if this battle were calculated by numbers, Liao had sent out an army of 30,000 men, but less than 20,000 came back. The Jurchen people only had 5,000 horses, and many escaped, so it can be said that Liao did not win beautifully.
Especially the twenty thousand war horses, inexplicably fell into the opponent's trap, Yelü Niegulu had no idea what was going on. Later, through interrogation of Wan Yan Ruru, it was understood that the Jurchen people used a kind of wild grass called Blue Butterfly Flower.
This wild grass is non-toxic, so those horsemen did not detect it. However, once this grass is mixed with sugar water, it will immediately become a highly toxic poison. The Jurchen people had long suspected that Yelü Niegulu would set up camp in that place, so they planted blue butterfly flowers on both banks in advance. When the Liao army arrived, they poured sugar into the river from upstream, turning the river water into sugar water, and it was just that simple.
The only highlight of this battle for the Liao people was that Yang Wenguang led a thousand Liao soldiers to defeat more than a thousand Jurchen people on that mountain.
This battle is attributed to Yelü Hongji's name. Because Chen Yuan told Yang Wenguang, must be low-key, low-key, and even lower-key.
Anyone can show their face, but this young master cannot.
Chen Yuan and his party received the news on their way, Liao Xingzong would personally lead all officials to welcome them outside the city, this kind of treatment had not been enjoyed by anyone for a long time.
It was after the last victory of the Liao people in the Jinsha Beach during the Song-Liao War.
Chen Yuan didn't know much about the history of Liao, and he didn't know if this battle changed anything. In history, did the Liao people win this rebellion or not?
History changed, but he didn't know, anyway the princess was changed by herself. Although the two people were not in the same team, the princess's eyes would occasionally drift over, and Chen Yuan would also find opportunities to secretly send a few autumn waves, no need to speak, at this time the exchange of eyes was enough.
Looking at the increasingly close Yanjing city wall, Chen Yuan can already see the team welcoming him from Liao State.
How has the situation developed after being away for so long? Have there been any unexpected variables that I didn't anticipate?
The troops stopped, Yelü Nüguo looked at the re-adjusted formation. They were about to meet Emperor Xingzong of Liao soon, and everything had to be in order. The thousand men led by Yang Wenguang must walk in the front, because they were the greatest contributors! They fought out the only place worth boasting about for the Khitan people throughout the entire campaign.
Yelü Hongji rode his horse to the front, looking at Yang Wenguang standing behind Chen Yuan, and suddenly ran over to say: "Brother Pang Wen, it should be the one who led the team. This battle was won by leading us."
Yang Wenguang smiled slightly, although he didn't like the Liao people, but Yelü Hongji was an exception. This prince of Liao seemed to have no ulterior motives, so simple that it made one not know where to start hating him: "Your Highness, you'd better go yourself, I really don't have any interest in being an official."
Yelü Hongji scratched his head and looked at Chen Yuan, then at Yang Wenguang: "Are all Song people like you, uninterested in being officials?"
Chen Yuan and Yang Wenguang exchanged a smile, then Yelü Nieru in front shouted: "Hongji, come quickly to lead the team!"
Yelü Hongji didn't say much more and galloped his horse over there.
Behind Yelü Hongji was the team of Yelü Neulie. He had never been at the end before, but according to the Liao people's rules, this time his team really had to be at the back, which made Yelü Neulie's face look very bad.
Yelü Nügu was in the middle, Chen Yuan on the left and Yelü Lüjune on the right. Although there was a person in between, Chen Yuan occasionally turned his head and could see Yelü Lüjune staring at him with an infatuated gaze, fiery hot.
After the troops were in formation, the generals led by Wanyan Ruru and several hundred captured Jurchen prisoners marched towards the city of Yanjing with big strides, looking very spirited.
The soldiers didn't care whether they were in the front or back, their faces all showed the same excitement. For them, being able to return alive was something worth being proud of.
Yelü Hongji's horse was approaching the front of Emperor Xingzong of Liao when he jumped off his horseback and shouted loudly: "Father! Your son is back!"
Liao Xingzong's face wore a smile, and he nodded slightly. Yelü Renshi, who was standing beside him, added: "The prince has returned triumphantly this time, defeating those Jurchen people who are known for their bravery, demonstrating the might of our great army. From now on, among these princes, shouldn't the position of the first one be changed?"
Yelü Zhongyuan's face turned cold, just as he was about to speak out in rebuttal, but then Yelü Hongji said: "Report back to the Emperor and all of you uncles, this victory is not actually my achievement. If it weren't for Ninth Brother drawing away the Jurchen troops, if it weren't for all the soldiers fighting to the death, how could I have won?"
Liao Xingzong burst out laughing: "Good! Very good! Hong Ji, what reward do you want? Just say it!"
Yelü Hongji hesitated for a moment: "The child's request may be a bit excessive, but I still implore Your Majesty to grant it."
Liao Xingzong looked at him and said: "Speak!"
"This time, our Liao state has tens of thousands of brave warriors buried under the Changbai Mountains. They all have families with wives and children. I beg Your Majesty to issue a decree to comfort their families."
Xiao Xingzong shot a sharp glance at Yelü Hongji. Comfort and solace, this was a very common thing in the Song Dynasty, but in Liao, due to financial constraints, it was rare. Unless some generals with outstanding military achievements or individual soldiers who were extremely brave on the battlefield died, their families could only receive a little symbolic comfort after death.
So when Yelü Hongji said this, the Liao generals all looked at each other. Once this mouth was opened, it would be a huge expense for the Liao country, and no one could bear it. No one spoke.
Yelü Hongji suddenly knelt down and knocked his head on the ground several times in front of Emperor Xingzong of Liao: "I beg for your imperial permission!"
Liao Xingzong had not spoken yet, when several soldiers behind Yelü Hongji suddenly knelt down and kowtowed together with Yelü Hongji: "Please grant the emperor's pardon!"
Then, more people knelt down.
Liao Xingzong took a deep breath and nodded: "Alright, this time, I agree."
The soldiers immediately cheered up, and Yelü Hongji also smiled, stood up, turned around and waved his hand to those behind him, then said: "Father Emperor, the second request is that I want to invite all the generals who went on the expedition with me to drink. I promised them."
Yelü Nuwulu's face looked a bit unsightly, Chen Yuan knew he must be extremely stifled at the moment. He said in a low voice: "Ninth prince, Hongji is still a child after all. If he really had a good heart, he wouldn't have done it in front of so many people."
Yelü Niegulu knew that Chen Yuan was telling the truth. If Yelü Hongji really wanted to compete with him for something, he wouldn't have made it so obvious.
Chen Yuan had just finished speaking, and looked at Yelü Lüjie with a grateful gaze, thanking Chen Yuan for mediating the relationship between Yelü Niegulu and Hongji.
Chen Yuan blinked his eyes and smiled at her, the meaning was very clear: "Let's not be polite to each other, we're familiar with each other."
Two people were exchanging flirtatious glances when suddenly a man in his thirties, dressed as a Tangut tribesman, stood up and strode over towards them.
Chen Yuan couldn't help but stare blankly for a moment, how did these Dangxiang people come over so suddenly? Had Liao Xingzong already reached an agreement with them? Turning his head to look at Song Qi, he found that Song Qi's expression was indeed not good.
The Tangut man looked very majestic, and his attire was also good, with a strong masculine aura. He walked several steps to the horse of Yelü Lüjie and said with a fist in hand: "I am Li Yuanhao of the Tanguts, I have seen Your Highness."
When speaking, he was neither too fast nor too slow, neither arrogant nor humble, making people feel good about him. As soon as Chen Yuan heard his name, he was shocked in his heart. He never thought that Li Yuanying, who created the Western Xia Dynasty, would also be so handsome, although not as handsome as Di Qing, but looking at him, he had a few more masculine qualities than Chen Shimei.
Li Yuanhao looked at Yelü Lüjing with a very masculine gaze, and Yelü Lüjing was also clearly shocked by this Li Yuanhao who was completely different from what she had imagined: "Is that really the King of Dangxiang?"
Li Yuanhao slightly bowed his head in front of the horse's head: "It is I, but I don't know if I can lead the horse for Your Highness the Princess?"
Yelü Lüjing didn't say a word, his eyes swept over Chen Yuan and looked towards the front at Emperor Xingzong of Liao. Emperor Xingzong didn't say anything, so Yelü Lüjing naturally also didn't speak.
Li Yuanhao then pulled up the reins and said, "Your Highness, hold on."
Chen Yuangen really wanted to shout out loud, telling Li Yuanhao that Yelü Chongjian hadn't even agreed to let him lead the horse yet! But it seemed like no one, including Yelü Chongjian and Emperor Xingzong of Liao, had any objections to this action, so he could only watch as Yelü Chongjian was led into the city by Li Yuanhao.
Chen Yuan suddenly felt unwell, he had always thought that he was just playing a game with Yelü Lüzhen, mixed with many purposes. But when Li Yuankui took Yelü Lüzhen away, his mood suddenly became very bad, and there was an unspeakable feeling stuck in his chest.
After these few days of tender feelings, Chen Yuan thought he had already grasped Ye Lusheng's character, but now Li Yuanhao took her away, and she didn't even turn her head back once. Was this just a game in her heart?
Looking at the back of the figure in front of him, Chen Yuan hummed softly: "Take away my woman, and you won't be happy for long!"
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