The Song Dynasty shocked the world by earning 100 million at the beginning

Soldier talismans and commander's seals are necessary for a commander to mobilize his troops. No matter who he is, as long as he does not have these, he has no power to mobilize his troops. Both the soldiers and the people know this.

Liu Yuanhui did this to attack Yelu Feixue's authority as commander and to destroy this meaningless swearing-in.

Liu Yuanhui's question left Yelu Feixue speechless - his handsome seal had long been handed over to Wanyan Zongwang by Liu Yuanhui!

She looked at the soldiers and civilians below who were full of doubts, but she couldn't say a word...

Liu Yuanhui saw the situation clearly and immediately said: "Without military symbols and commander's seals, how can we deploy troops at will?"

Yelu Feixue, who was eager to save the country but was at a loss what to do, shed tears. She pulled out a machete and pressed it against Liu Yuanhui's chest, sobbing: "Liu Yuanhui! You deliberately undermined me, didn't you? I, I want your life now!"

Liu Yuanhui did not waver and moved forward slowly, the tip of the knife piercing his flesh and blood.

"Miss Feixue, I, Liu Yuanhui, do what I say. None of you and these people and soldiers will die. Now I give you two choices. First, kill me and then take them out of the city to die. Second, Trust me!" Liu Yuanhui's eyes were firm.

Yelu Feixue was forced to retreat repeatedly, but she still said: "Liu Yuanhui, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Liu Yuanhui held the blade, and blood instantly dripped from his fingertips.

"Why don't you take action quickly?" Liu Yuanhui said softly.

Yelu Feixue's expression became panicked, and the hand holding the knife began to tremble.

"Do it!" Liu Yuanhui shouted.

Yelu Feixue was stunned and the knife in her hand fell to the ground. Then she squatted on the ground and covered her face and cried bitterly.

The lower class people were in an uproar when they saw this. Yelu Feixue was their last hope and their spiritual support. Now that hope collapsed, they were also dejected.

Liu Yuanhui shook off the blood on his hands and said loudly to everyone: "Everyone, General Feixue is feeling a little unwell today. Please go home first. I am Yeluhui, the nine-door admiral of Zhongjing City, who was sent by the emperor to relieve Jinzhou. We are surrounded, now I have a way to break through the gold, and tomorrow, I will definitely be able to repel the Jurchen army!"

Hearing that it was a senior official sent by the emperor, everyone seemed to have hope in their eyes. They thanked Liu Yuanhui and Yelu Feixue and dispersed one after another.

Liu Yuanhui half-knelt beside Yelu Feixue, caressed her back and said, "Miss Feixue, what you did to ask for the military talisman just now is really helpless, but please believe me!"

Yelu Feixue stood up, turned her back to Liu Yuanhui, and said aggrievedly: "The matter has come to this, and I don't believe you. Is there any other way I can do?"

Liu Yuanhui smiled and said: "Of course not, and there is no need for it, because my way is the best way. Remember, at Hai hour tonight, come to me on the city wall, and I will set off fireworks for you!"

Liu Yuanhui said and left alone.

A few seconds later, Yelu Feixue, who was in tears, looked back: "Hey! Your injury... is it okay..."

Liu Yuanhui has disappeared.

"When the blood dries up, you can die! There are so many flowers. I want to see where you go to pick flowers for me!" She said, taking off her golden helmet with feathers.

Liu Yuanhui, Shenxing Taibao, ran all the way to Xing Ai's room.

Xing Ai was still sleeping soundly at this time, so he kicked Xing Ai off the bed and onto the ground.

Xing Ai struggled to get up, yelling and punching him, and when he saw it was Liu Yuanhui, his eyes widened immediately.

Xing Ai put down his fist and asked calmly: "Brother Liu, are you really hurt?"

Liu Yuanhui's facial features began to slowly gather together, and then his facial expression became very ferocious.

"Oh, let me go, it hurts me so much! Come on, come on! Bandage it for me, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm going to bleed to death! Ahhh!" Liu Yuanhui yelled like a pig.

Xing Ai quickly rubbed his eyes, then applied gold sore medicine on Liu Yuanhui's chest and palms, and bandaged them.

"Brother Liu, the Sa family thought you had so many injuries that you were about to die. Don't worry, they are all skin injuries, and the wounds are not deep. They will scab in three or two days!" Xing Ai said! I washed my hands.

"Are you sure you're okay? It hurts! The heart wasn't punctured, right? Are the finger bones broken?" Liu Yuanhui asked anxiously.

Xing Ai was speechless: "You were stabbed in the heart and you can still come back to me for treatment? He's already dead, and you're still the commander of an army! Bah!"

Liu Yuanhui was unconvinced: "That's it? Anyone else would have been scared to death, right?"

"Sajia is too lazy to argue with you, but I just want to advise you, this little girl Yelu Feixue can drink me down, she is definitely not an ordinary woman, you should not provoke her again in the future, this time it is considered a light one, just in case If you make her anxious one day, it will be common for her to have her head and body parts removed!"

"Tch, it's obviously her who made me cry, okay!"

"..."

Haishi is approaching, and the sky is already dark, but in the Jin Army camp outside the city, Haishi is brightly lit.

The celebration banquet is still going on. The soldiers of the Jin Army fell asleep after drinking, and continued drinking when they woke up. From the afternoon of the previous day until now, almost everyone has turned into a pile of mud.

The complacent Wanyan Zongwang was already drunk and was standing on the table with his shirtless body dancing.

The great shaman Tongtong felt uneasy when he saw the whole army in this state.

He came to Wanyan Zongwang and said: "Second Prince, there is not much food in the army now, and so much was taken away by the Khitan envoy yesterday. If this banquet continues, there will not be enough food left for the army to return to Beijing." It’s useful!”

Wanyan Zongwang stuttered: "Wha...what? Go back to Shangjing? Who said you are going back to Shangjing? Even Yelu Feixue has surrendered. I want to see who else in the entire Liao Kingdom can stop me, Wanyan Zongwang!"

Tongtong seemed to have thought of something: "The Second Prince doesn't want to..."

Wanyan Zongwang replied: "Of course I will directly... drive straight in, conquer the central capital of Liao Kingdom in one fell swoop, capture that useless emperor Yelu Yanxi, and then... then castrate him and serve as a eunuch for his father, hahahaha."

"Even so, we can't march with the tens of thousands of prisoners in Jinzhou City, right?"

"Prisoners? Hahahaha, they tried their best to stop me for a month and still want to live? I won't keep a single person from Jinzhou City. After surrendering, I will tie them up and kill them all! Including Yelu Feixue! But after that call Yan Hui's nine admirals of Zhongjing can be kept, they will be needed to attack Zhongjing." Wanyan Zongwang raised his horn cup and took a sip.

The shaman snatched Wanyan Zongwang's cup: "Second Prince, please stop drinking! Even if they really surrender, we can't accept the surrender drunk, right? What if there is a scam?"

Wanyan Zongwang wandered around and picked up another wine jar, squinted his eyes and said, "Is it a scam? No! Her military talisman and commander's seal are all in my hands, and the Liao court did not send any reinforcements. Jinzhou City There is no hope anymore, there won’t be thousands of troops coming from the sky to help Yelu Feixue fight us off, right? Hahahaha!”

Wanyan Zongwang raised the wine jar, raised his head and was about to drink, when he suddenly saw several "big birds" flying in the sky.

"Hiccup! Why... there are so many big eagles. Come on, bring me my bow and arrows. I want to shoot an eagle and bring it to drink!"

As soon as Wanyan Zongwang finished speaking, he heard a "boom" and a deafening sound coming from not far away.