"Stop talking, stop talking."

Wanyanbi's breathing gradually picked up, and he said with a livid face:

"Kill me, no matter what you say, I will never surrender to the Liang army.

My father said that soldiers have dignity, and I, Wanyan Bi, will never surrender until I die!"

I don't know whether it was because he was furious or because Yelu Baoji had stabbed him in a painful place in his heart. Wanyanbi's eyes were scarlet and he wanted to die.

"Wanyanbi! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Yelu Baoji suddenly stood up and clenched his teeth and said:

"Facing a difficult situation and dying is the so-called military dignity. Is this what your father taught you?

Prince Beijinlong is such a hero, how could he give birth to a son like you!

Although I, Yelu Baoji, am a scholar with no power to tie a chicken, I also understand that since ancient times, soldiers have been responsible for defending the country and killing the enemy and bringing peace to the people!

What is the glory of a soldier? It is to defend his hometown and protect the millions of people behind him! It is not to die!

Death? It is very easy to die. There are thousands of Liang army elites outside the tent. As long as you step out, thousands of arrows will pierce through your heart.

When you get underground, you see Prince Long and he asks you, how is Beijin?

How do you answer?

Just tell your father that Beijin has died, and you personally led the Yan people into your capital!

Um?

If Prince Long has a soul in heaven, I'm afraid he would like to eat your flesh raw!"

Yelu Baoji's face turned red, and he was spitting everywhere. He almost pointed at Wanyanbi's nose and cursed loudly. This was in sharp contrast to the gentleness with which he recalled the past, and every word went straight into Wanyanbi's heart.

Even though Yelu Baoji was usually a weak scholar, he was extremely scary when he got really irritable.

Wanyanbi's expression changed from anger to confusion, from confusion to shame, until finally he burst into tears:

"Stop talking, I beg you, stop talking~"

Over the years, Wanyanbi has dreamed of his father countless nights. Just as Yelu Baoji said, in his dream his father would ask him: How is Beijin?

Every time at this time Wanyanbi would wake up from his sleep, and then he would be so ashamed that he would burst into tears.

He knew that his father was far more proud than he was. If he knew that he would give birth to such a son who surrendered to the enemy and treason, he would crawl out of the ground and skin him alive.

What Yelu Baoji said today almost revealed the most painful scar deep in Wanyanbi's heart.

There was a dead silence in the tent, except for Wanyanbi's intermittent sobs.

"Huh~"

Yelu Baoji let out a long breath, calmed down the restlessness in his heart, and said softly:

"Now there is an opportunity in front of you, which can wash away the shame of these years, so that you can one day face your father calmly under Jiuquan, and can make you no longer have to carry the curse of thousands of people.

.

do you want?"

Wanyan Bi raised his head blankly and looked at Yelu Baoji with a glimmer of hope.

Yes, there is hope.

Since the fall of the country, Wanyanbi's eyes have never seen such a light again.

Wanyanbi murmured:

"Really, is there really such a chance?"

Yelu Baoji stood up slowly, bowed to Wanyanbi, and said solemnly:

"This is not coercion or coercion.

It’s me, Yelu Baoji, asking you to join me:

Drive out the Yan thieves and restore our mountains and rivers!"

Drive out the swallow thieves and restore our mountains and rivers~

This sentence was like a bolt of lightning, striking Wanyanbi's heart hard, and the blood in his chest seemed to become restless at this moment.

"Drive out the Yan thieves and restore our mountains and rivers~"

Wanyanbi recited it again and murmured:

"Yes, is it possible?"

Wanyan Bi has worked with the Yan people for many years, and he knows very well that the Yan people are powerful and martial, and the strength of the Yan people is definitely not comparable to that of Beijin.

What's more, there is no more Beijin, and there is only Dongting~

Yelu Baoji nodded affirmatively:

"By joining forces with Liang Jun, it will be possible!"

"Join forces with Liang Jun?"

Wanyan Bi knew that even if he went around and around, he still couldn't get around Liang Jun.

But this time Wanyanbi did not say any more words such as swearing to the death, but fell into a brief silence.

After a while, Wanyanbi said mockingly:

"Baoji, I'm different from you.

You have neither held a sword nor fought in a battle. To you, Liang Jun is just an ordinary person.

But my hands are stained with too much blood of Sergeant Liang.

How could they sincerely accept me when I cooperate with Liang Jun?

I even shot an arrow at King Liang with my own hands and almost killed him.

Even if they really join forces to fight against Yan, it is nothing more than another absurd farce of intrigue and intrigue."

Wanyanbi had no hope at all for Yelu Baoji's proposal. Wanyanbi knew best how he had lived these years. He also had a deep understanding of how the Yan people doubted him these days.

He finally understood the saying that people who are not from my race will have different feelings.

If the Yan people treat me like this, will the Liang people treat me sincerely? Impossible.

Yelu Baoji raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Well, if you can say that, it means you are completely disappointed with the Yan people.

Why, what happened these days finally made you realize the true face of the Yan people?"

"Yeah~"

Wanyanbi subconsciously nodded in response, then his face froze and he suddenly raised his head:

"Yes, it's you!

The conflicts and disputes between various factions in Jizhou, Hanzhou and even the mainland of Dongting are all caused by you!"

Wanyan Bi is not stupid, one sentence can wake him up.

If it weren't for Liang Jun's mischief, how could Yelu Baoji know what happened to him these days? These things are secrets in the East Courtyard.

"So what if we did it?"

Yelu Baoji asked back: "We just used some tricks, and the Yan people drove you to a dead end. Don't you think it's sad?

We didn't let Mu Yun Longyou and Nalan Tingye force you to die."

Wanyanbi was in a trance for a while~

Yes, the Yan people have always been wary of themselves, and this incident was just an introduction.

Even if Liang Jun didn't provoke him, the Yan people's doubts about him would suddenly break out one day.

"Is it Prince Liang's idea to ask you to persuade me to surrender?"

Wanyan Bi's mind was also quite smart. Yelu Baoji had already talked about it to this extent. He could tell that Liang Jun was playing a big game of chess.

And who else could be the chess player besides King Liang?

"Exactly."

Yelu Baoji nodded without any concealment.

Wanyanbi's eyes began to reveal a hint of wisdom, and he finally understood the cause and effect of the matter.

It was Liang Jun who was provoking conflicts among various factions in Dongting, and then made Mu Yun Longyou and Nalan Tingye doubt him.

Among the factions in Dongting, only he and Yan Zhang have the possibility of collaborating with the enemy. Zhou Weiran and Liang Jun have a grudge against killing their father and there is absolutely no possibility of collaborating with the enemy, so the finger of blame is naturally pointed at himself and Yan Zhang.

This is why Mu Yun Longyou asked himself and Yan Zhang to lead troops on the expedition.

Although the Liang army secretly used tricks, the Yan people's suspicion of themselves was real, and they spared no effort to suppress their own forces.

Is it possible to work with such a person who drives himself to death just by relying on a little suspicion?
Chapter completed!