(The general is on the same page) The Queen of Xixia

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I couldn't even look them in the eyes when they died.

Ye Zhao, where he didn't want to kill him, he obviously didn't dare to kill him.Even if I really killed her, so what, I don't believe that Liu Xiyin will really hate me for the rest of her life, but in the end the person who really can't bear to think about it is actually me.

Wu En raised the corner of his mouth to laugh, but couldn't.

Change your mind, Wunn said to himself.

In front of those 30 Chinese soldiers, I should cut off the head of Yelu Hongji and tell them that I give them freedom, I can give them back the dignity of the Han people, and they can go back to their hometown or serve me .

Thinking of his original plan, he hid in the distance and watched Yelu Hongji disappear in the flames soaring into the sky.

Really weak.

This time, at least look into his eyes before death.

Chapter 67 Chapter 67

"The probability of a direct confrontation this time is not high, Toya, you can just stay in the camp."

"Yes."

"Su He, after this king killed Yelu Hongji, you will act according to plan."

"Yes!"

"Amur, you lead an army of 20, and then bring the troops to the left wing of the Liao army."

"Yes!"

"Tuba, like Amur, you took 20 soldiers to the right flank of the Liao army."

"Yes!"

After the meeting, most of the leaders left their military tents, and a young general stood there hesitating to speak.

It was Timus, Ino's confidant.

Ino...

Just thinking of those two words, Wu En almost burst into tears.Not wanting to lose his composure in front of his subordinates, he swallowed the sadness that was about to rush out of his throat.

Walking over to pat him on the shoulder, Wu En said:

"I know that you are brave and good at fighting, so I will hand over the southern border defense king to you in the future."

Timus looked at Wu En with some uncertainty.

"General Timus, don't let me down."

"Yes!" Timus replied excitedly, he thought that after Yinuo died, the king of Xixia would not treat him like Yinuo.

After the matter was over, Wu En walked out of the tent and walked into the military tent where Yinuo's body was kept.

Ino lay there quietly, not like his character.

Sometimes Wu En was so sad that his heart had opened, but he couldn't shed a single tear. Sometimes he looked at the quiet Ino, as if he was just asleep. It didn't seem sad, but his heart was sore.

Someone put a hand on her shoulder, it was Toya, and as if a switch had been flipped, tears began to fall drop by drop.

"it's all my fault."

"..."

"I'd rather it be me lying in the ice, the mistakes I made, why should someone else bear the consequences."

"You are his own sister."

"It's not fair."

"When he was on the front line, besides researching the strategy, Yinuo was worried that something might happen to you in Xingqing Mansion."

"It seems that I have always been unreliable in his eyes."

"He told me, Wu En, this idiot, actually caused Hal Dun to die inexplicably, causing a mess all over him. Fortunately, he holds most of Xixia's troops. No matter how bad your move is, he can control it. Hold the situation."

Wu En smiled, but said nothing.

Toya advised her: "Don't be so single-minded in the future, and Yinuo can leave with peace of mind."

Yinuo's body couldn't wait until the whole army returned to Xingqing Mansion, so he could only send it back to the palace first. A group of people led Yinuo away slowly. Wu En stood outside and watched the convoy leave for a long, long time.

Half a month later, Yelu Hongji wrote to say that he was going to return to the capital.Wu En wrote back to invite him to make one last narration, and Yelu Hongji readily accepted the invitation.

Toya said with some concerns:

"Kill him when you plan to have a feast."

"Yes." Seeing that she didn't seem to agree, Wu En asked, "What's wrong?"

"Although it's better than being blown to death, it still seems a little too sinister."

"Why is killing ten thousand people on the battlefield more noble than killing a dozen people on the dining table?" Wu En remembered a sentence.

Toya couldn't say anything to refute for a while.

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Waking up in the morning, Wu En habitually searched around with his hands, but the bed on the other side was only as cold as his hands.

I'm really not used to it.

On the empty side of the bed, Wu En picked up the quilt on the inside of the bed, brought it to his nose and sniffed lightly, the cool sandalwood was still there, but it was getting weaker and weaker.

Get up, dress neatly, and hang up your saber.

"Qimug."

"Yes." Qimuge walked in.

"Someone changed the bedding."

"Yes." Wasn't it forbidden to move people a few days ago? Qimuge was puzzled.

The coldest part of winter passed, and Wu En walked on the snow, creaking and creaking.

Those who go can not be remonstrated, and those who come can still be chased.

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In the palace given to Yelu Hongji by Wu En, Wu En and him climbed to the top of the tower and looked down. The soldiers of Liao and Xixia were neatly arranged on both sides.

"I won't drink too much today. After drinking this glass, let's go separately." Wu En said.

Yelu Hongji took the wine glass from the maid and said with a smile, "gān glass!"

After each drank, Wu En suddenly smiled.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of weapons colliding under the tower, and the guards of the Liao army who were completely unprepared were killed.

Yelu Hongji drew his sword, moved away from Wu En, and asked in surprise, "Why are you doing this?"

"Send your palace, this king wants to take it back again."

"Then you can just take it back, why bother!" Yelu Hongji widened his eyes.

"This king also wants your life." Without talking nonsense, Wu En drew out his knife.

Compared with Ye Zhao and Inuo, Yelu Hongji's martial arts skills are mediocre. When the knife was bounced, Wu En stabbed him in the chest, and blood sprayed out. Wu En wiped his face in disgust.

Unwillingness and disbelief are forever frozen in Yelu Hongji's eyes.

There seemed to be nothing to be afraid of, Wu En put the blade on his neck, and cut off the whole head.

Below, when the Khitan officers discovered that the Xixia soldiers were encircling, they ordered the infantry to form a defensive circle.The cavalry is good at breaking through, and such a tightly huddled formation can't use their fists.

After Xixia surrounded the Liao army, they did not launch an attack immediately, and the battlefield where tens of thousands of people faced each other was silent.

Wu En carried Yelu Hongji's braid, walked to the highest point of the tower, and hung his head on it.

Say loudly in Chinese:

"The survivors will not be killed!"

"Whoever kills a Khitan officer will be rewarded!"

Seeing her, Su He and the Xixia soldiers immediately shouted in unison:

"The survivors will not be killed!"

"Whoever kills a Khitan officer will be rewarded!"

"The survivors will not be killed!"

"Whoever kills a Khitan officer will be rewarded!"

The prince died! Many people in the Liao army saw the head of Yelu Hongji, and panic spread like a plague among the troops.

The thunderous yells made the Khitan officials' hearts tremble, and some began to curse.

"Don't listen to the words of these Xixia Qiang people, turn your face and deny people!"

The usual prestige of Khitan officers is still there, deterring many soldiers.But under long-term oppression, there are always a few bloody people who find a chance to vent.When the head of the first Khitan officer fell to the ground, everyone looked at that man, only listening to his resentful voice.

"The old mother died at the hands of you Khitan bastards. I have been waiting for this day for a long time!" After finishing speaking, the Han man raised his knife and rushed towards their captain. .

Once someone makes a start, the timid and forbearing ones, who have not been raped by the Khitan people and used as cows and horses, their emotions are the most contagious, and more and more Han people turn against each other.

The Khitan officer panicked: "Whoever stops them will be rewarded!"

But his small voice was quickly drowned out in the anger of the crowd, and the hatred that had been deliberately forgotten was rekindled. Some people didn't even care about Xi Xia's so-called reward. The Khitan people in the crowd.