"There is Master Han! Please bring him with you!" Yelu Yinping was anxious. The horse was getting farther and farther away from Master Han, and he couldn't help but shout in Khitan.

"It's too late!" Yang Yanrong said calmly: "He is already a dead person!"

Yelu Yinping was stunned and suddenly turned his head. He saw that Master Han, who was standing in front of him, was now holding countless knives in front of him, but he was still smiling in his direction!

In an instant, Yelu Yinping's eyes burst into tears and she burst into tears.

"Cry, it will be better if you cry!" Yang Yanrong tied the reins of the horse with one hand, but his legs quickly squeezed the horse's belly and rushed out of the Wangting.

"Who are you?" Yelu Yinping realized that this person had always spoken Chinese rather than Khitan. But she was sitting in front of her at this time, and it was very inconvenient to look back.

"Catch him quickly and don't let them run away!"

"That man is a spy, shoot with an arrow!"

“…”

Countless shouts of killing came, trying to stop Yang Yanrong's pace, but his speed was too fast, and he took the lead in one step, riding a horse far away before others came to their senses.

He ran away. As the saying goes, one step ahead, one step ahead. At this time, Yang Yanrong was leading everywhere. When the rebels' orders were passed down, Yang Yanrong was almost approaching the city gate.

Although this Khitan horse is a good horse, it was already a little tired after running so far with the weight of the two people, and the speed gradually decreased.

Yang Yanrong looked at the rebels who were already facing countless bows and arrows in front of him, and knew that if he forced himself to break through at this time, he would definitely be shot into a hedgehog. He didn't want to be a hedgehog, and of course no one was willing to be a hedgehog!

So, he had to stop!

"Who are you?" Yelu Yinping shouted loudly. She was very uncomfortable with the sudden appearance of a stranger, and she had never had this habit! The situation in front of her was like a mirror in her heart, if this person kept stopping

If it is, it will definitely be the ending of three corpses and three lives! Two people and one horse.

Yang Yanrong tied the reins and did not answer her words, because there was no need to answer at this time. When the horse stopped, Yelu Yinping had already turned his head.

"Second brother, is it really you?" Yelu Yinping was surprised and happy. She suddenly recognized the person in front of her. Yang Yanrong, the second brother who had become a sworn brother on Wangchun Tower.

"Yes, it's me, are you surprised?" Yang Yanrong smiled, let go of the reins in his hand, touched Yelu Yinping's face, and said, "I haven't seen you for half a year. You have grown up and are more beautiful than before!"

Yelu Yinping looked at him blankly, suddenly, his mouth flattened, and he grabbed Yang Yanrong's ears, gritted his teeth and said, "You have been unconscientious, you have been here for so long. Have you brought me me?

Have you forgotten it? Tell me, have you had a good relationship outside and left me behind?"

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts! My aunt, can you let go of my ears first? So many people are watching it, making me feel embarrassed." Yang Yanrong grinned in pain, and immediately wanted to break free.

Come on, but Yelu Yinping's hands seemed to be growing on his ears, and no matter how he shook his head, he still couldn't get rid of her claws.

Looking at his embarrassed look, Yelu Yinping put down his hand and snorted: "How can we go out now? These rebels surrounded the city gate with three layers inside and three layers outside. Not to mention us, we are just afraid.

It’s just a bird that can’t fly out.”

Yang Yanrong rubbed his ears that must have been red, took a breath of cold air, and said, "If they don't let us go out, then we won't go out. Just go around with them in the city and see if they can get there."

When did you say that, pulling the reins and running to the other side.

"Chasing!"

"The Silver Screen Princess is in his hands. You must not let the Silver Screen Princess go!"

When Yang Yanrong ran, the room was immediately like pouring a scoop of cold water into a boiling oil pan, and it exploded suddenly, and there were endless shouts of killing and chasing.

"This horse is about to lose its strength, what should I do now?" Yelu Yinping's heart was already in his throat. He looked at the war horse under his crotch, which was constantly gasping for breath, and said worriedly.

Yang Yanrong looked back and chased countless rebels from afar, but fortunately, most of them were infantry, so I don’t know where the cavalry went.

"Don't worry, I have a solution. By the way, third sister, do you know where your father and Wenshu are?" Yang Yanrong asked while urging the horse.

"Father? Oh, you are talking about Dad. There is no such title as Father in our Khitan!" Yelu Yinping couldn't help but correct it when he heard him talking about the strange title of the Han people in the Central Plains.

Yang Yanrong rolled his eyes. Didn’t he mean the same thing?

Yelu Yinping said again: "Abba and Manshu Nu should be in the tent. Today is the day of fasting. Every month, my dad will take Manshu Nu to wherever he is."

"Suggest me the direction, we must snatch them out!" Yang Yanrong said in a deep voice, killing another shot in the direction of Yelu Yinping's finger.

Those infantrymen were so tired by Yang Yanrong. Can the two-legged people catch up with the four-legged horse? No need to think about it. The Liao infantrymen who had been chasing for a long time were already exhausted and panting.

He only had his eyes turned pale, but suddenly he saw the guy riding back on his horse. He was so scared that his face was gone and he flashed to both sides.

Yelu Yinping pursed his lips tightly and said softly: "You guy is still as bad as before. You are so far now. Aren't you afraid? If you are caught by the rebels, we will be dead.

!In the words of you Han people, you are the same fate as the mandarin duck!"

Yang Yanrong said in his heart, is there anyone who speaks like this? If you haven’t learned Chinese well, just use words here. It’s fine if you say it before, but you say the wrong words one after another, but you are wrong. If you are heard by other Chinese people

, I thought I had an affair with you! Well, forget it, I don’t want to talk to you anymore. Ethnic minorities, I understand.

"Why don't you talk?" Yelu Yinping was very dissatisfied with his silence, and stretched out his little feet wearing small boots and kicked his calves.

Yang Yanrong smiled wryly and said, "San Sister, what do you say? Is there a tribute court in front of me?" He pointed to a hall similar to a temple in front of him, asking.

Yelu Yinping felt nervous, and he saw that Gongyuanwai was full of dense Liao soldiers, with infantry but more cavalry. There were too many people, so he could not see the scene in the Gongyuan, but he was covered with bronze with longan eyes.

The nailed door was wide open. But these Liao cavalrymen did not enter and did not know what they were doing here.

When the Liao soldiers saw them rushing over and riding fast horses, they had no reaction at all.

Yang Yanrong smiled coldly, and with force on his legs, the horse suddenly accelerated like a bull like an aphrodisiac. In an instant, he broke into the dense Liao army.

Crazy! This person is so fucking crazy! This is the idea of ​​all the soldiers of the Liao Kingdom. No one dared to break through the Khitan military formation alone. This person dared to break through!

Let's break through, but there is not even a decent weapon. This makes these Liao soldiers not even want to draw their swords.

In this moment, Yang Yanrong broke in. No one fool would see the galloping war horses without dispersing. So Yang Yanrong easily entered the gate of the Gongyuan and suddenly broke in.

Go in.

Now, not only the Liao soldiers behind them were shocked, but even Yelu Yinping was shocked. She covered her mouth tightly and tried not to scream.

"This man is over, even the Gongyuan dares to break in, and he dares to ride a horse in! He is dead!" This is the idea of ​​all the soldiers of the Liao Kingdom.

"The second brother is crazy, this is going to destroy the nine clans!" This is what Yelu Yinping thought.

Yang Yanrong was also shocked. Why did he break in so easily? Why didn’t those Khitans come to stop him? It would be fine if you don’t stop him, why didn’t you rush in and catch people? Do they want to stay here

Is the New Year here?

"Sister Three, what's going on? It seems that things are too easy, right?" Yang Yanrong touched Yelu Yinping's arm and asked in confusion: "Is it because I have a good character, so they let us in like this.

?”

Yelu Yin gritted his teeth with breath and snorted: "This is the place where the spiritual throne worshipped by the emperors of the Great Liao Dynasty. No one has ever dared to step into it. Whoever dares to disobey it will be confiscated and exterminated.

Second brother, you are too brave. Are you not afraid?"

Yang Yanrong smiled and said heartlessly: "It's okay, just copy it. My home is in the Song Dynasty, so I asked them to go to the Song Dynasty to arrest people."

"Uh..." Yelu Yinping was so angry that she remembered that her second brother was an authentic Song Dynasty man. It was not the Liao Kingdom's turn to raid the family and exterminate the clan.

"Who dares to enter the yard? Are you really not afraid of death?" A few angrily shouts came. Yang Yanrong narrowed his eyes and saw a middle-aged man in a yellow robe standing angrily in a palace.

At the door, several generals in armor beside him pressed the sword at his waist with their hands, and their faces were full of anger.

"Sister Three, what are these people talking about? I don't understand!" Yang Yanrong said, gently hitting the horse in front of those people.

After Yelu Yinping translated these people's words, Yang Yanrong nodded and said, "Tell them, just say I'm in a good mood today and want to come here to have a walk. Ask them if they have any opinions! If they have any opinions, I will do another day

Come again.”

Yelu Yinping gritted his teeth and snorted. Of course, this sentence cannot be translated. The worshippers were enshrined in her ancestors. Not only these rebel leaders had opinions, but she herself had opinions, but it was obviously not.

When there was an objection, the middle-aged man in a yellow robe had obviously seen her, and his face showed a look of surprise.

"Yelu Yinping, you are so brave, you dare to break into this place! This is the courtyard, and all the offerings are from our royal family. Although you are a princess, you will be beheaded if you commit a crime.

"The man in the yellow robe had a stern face, and a slight cold light burst out from his eyes, as if he was about to slash Yelu Yinping and the soldier in front of him.

Yelu Yinping jumped into Malay and sneered: "Uncle the Third Emperor, I am allowed to rebel. Can't I take people to break into the ward? According to my law in the Great Liao Dynasty, if anyone breaks into the ward, he will search the house and destroy the clan.

.Uncle Sanhuang, you should pull all your family out and chop them up. Humph, don’t forget that I am also your tribe member and your niece.”

"You..." Yelu Shu didn't expect that this niece's words were so sharp. Indeed, Yelu Yinping was not wrong at all. If an ordinary person committed such a crime, the family was confiscated and exterminated. If he had to take his family back, he would have to be punished in the blink of an eye.

If I cut it off, then what's the use of my rebellion?

Yelu Yinping smiled coldly and walked into the hall. Yang Yanrong also realized that these people were the leaders of the rebels this time. As long as he wanted to take action, these people were just ants, and he could pinch them whatever he wanted.

How to pinch it? But if you kill these people yourself, then this rebellion will become a farce and there will be no meaning at all. Fight, the more lively you fight, the happier I will be!

Yang Yanrong followed Yelu Yinping into the hall and saw a thin man kneeling in the middle of the hall, as if he would fall to the ground at any time, and he still coughed a few times from time to time. He was standing beside him with Li

A child as old as a Wei-san. When he saw Yelu Yinping and Yang Yanrong come in, he immediately shouted: "Sister!"

Sister Yang Yanrong heard this. Obviously, this little guy is Yelu Wenshunu! It seems that he is still his own student. Thinking of Li Wei, Yang Yanrong couldn't help but slapped his forehead, and said "Ouch", he ran away with all his caress. Why

Forgot this little guy? I hope nothing happens to him.

"Manshunu, my brother!" Yelu Yinping ran up in a few steps and hugged Wenshunu in his arms: "It's fine, it's fine!"

"You shouldn't have come!" The sick middle-aged man sighed, then turned around and looked at his daughter: "Yelu Shu's ambition to usurp the throne, Yinping, why are you here for?

”

Yelu Yinping let go of Manjushunu, walked to Yelu Xian, and said sorrowfully, "Bad, I'm here to save you."

Yelu Xian smiled, but then coughed again. He took out a brocade handkerchief and covered it tightly. His expression became much older in an instant.

Yang Yanrong looked at the man with a yellow face and shook his head secretly. Is this the Emperor Jingzong of Liao, who caused the emperor's father-in-law to suffer many losses? It's too hard to believe, his eyes are turbid and his bones are as thin as a piece of material.
Chapter completed!