If three thousand infantrymen are crowded together, they won't take up much space. But when three thousand cavalry are gathered together, the formation will become quite extraordinary. What's more, these three thousand cavalry are the elite among the elite, and they are brave and brave.

Among them, Xiaochu's configuration of one man and three horses dwarfed even today's Pishi Army.

Camels, riding horses, and war horses are all clearly distinguished. The armor and weapons on these people are all hammered out by hand by the master craftsmen on the Nanjing Road. They are not imported goods.

Each piece of armor has a number. After a knight dies in battle, their armor must be recycled and passed on to the next knight.

And these three thousand people were the reason why Yelujun dared to face Yeluxi's challenge.

As long as the Pishi army stationed in Songshan did not move, the remaining 10,000 cavalrymen under Yeluxi's command would be nothing more than local chickens and dogs in front of Yelujun.

This battle can only be fought head-on. Whoever wins will return to Beijing.

If Yelujun took a detour after finding out the news, he would lose more than just this battle.

The real outcome of this battle is not here in the Red River Valley, but in Songshan, more than a hundred miles away from the Red River Valley.

His body rose and fell with the march of the war horse, but Yelujun's mind was not here. In Shangjing, the forces opposing him were indeed extremely powerful. Otherwise, how could Yeluxi dare to ambush him so blatantly?

Yelujun had resentment in his heart.

The emperor's attitude has never been clear, and Marshal Yelu Hongzhen's attitude has never been obvious either.

Under the circumstances that they have made such great achievements, their failure to express their stance is actually a kind of opposition.

If he hadn't been really famous, and if Yeluxi really didn't have any decent achievements, he wouldn't even be qualified to go to Beijing.

Of course Yelujun knew where the crux was!

It's just that I have always been obviously partial to the Southern Academy and the Han-official-Han system.

Is it possible to be impartial?

On Nanjing Road, if you are not biased, it means that you can't do anything. If you are not biased, it means that you can only suffer in the hands of the Song Dynasty. Of those Han aristocratic families on Nanjing Road, which one is a fuel-efficient lamp?

In fact, looking at the entire Daliao territory, the power of the Han people has already been extremely expanded.

However, the Liao people still regarded themselves as superior to others and wanted to be superior to the Han people in everything. Some even regarded Han officials as slaves.

If you want to do this, if you have the strength, that's fine. If you don't have the strength and still want to do this, what will be the consequences?

Anger is already building up and it is just a matter of time before it explodes.

We must give them a way out, a way to continue upward, in order to guide their hostility in the right direction. As their strength increases, they will naturally be treated accordingly.

Yelujun felt that this was a matter of course.

If you clearly know that the other person is stronger than you, but you still force the other person to dominate, isn't this not seeking death?

After several years on the Nanjing Road, I successfully achieved this, so now the strength of the Nanjing Road is the highest among all the Dao of Daliao, and its financial resources account for half of that of Daliao, and its military strength, hum, don't fight, they

You will always feel stronger.

There were 200,000 troops on the Nanjing Road, including 160,000 Han troops, which were divided into 60,000 cavalry and 100,000 infantry. The Khitan troops were 40,000, all cavalry.

Daliao needs reform.

Bone scraping is needed to heal the injury.

Only in this way can Daliao be reborn from the ashes.

Although the Song State, the biggest enemy of Daliao, is also suffering from serious illnesses, it only has many more problems than Daliao.

But Yelujun didn't want to compete with the Song Dynasty.

What he wants is to dominate the world and be the co-owner of the world, but he doesn't want to have someone beside him who can call him a brother.

The King of Jing, Zhao Zhe, who could challenge him, was an outstanding military strategist, but not a qualified politician. Therefore, he was played to death. Now looking at the Song Dynasty, is there anyone who can compare with him?

Maybe there is!

But it was only those given to the officials and officials of Zhao Song Dynasty.

They were born with flaws, and they had many things they could not control themselves. Unlike themselves, once they became the emperor of the Liao Dynasty, their degree of freedom was unmatched by them.

With such a huge advantage, the balance of victory has begun to tilt towards itself.

What kind of Chinese orthodoxy are you fighting for?

Ye Lujun once raised his glass and said loudly to the Han families on Nanjing Road, where there were both general families and scholarly wealthy families.

"Fight Bianliang, unify the world, and establish Chinese orthodoxy, who else can I do?"

Or, it was precisely that time's heroic words that made these scornful Han tycoons on the Nanjing Road really turn to him.

That's why I followed the rules on the Nanjing Road without any hesitation.

A smile appeared on Yelujun's face, and he couldn't help but think of that woman.

Reminds me of that insightful saying: Don’t be afraid of gangsters being able to fight, but be afraid of gangsters being educated.

The idea she gave me made me hesitate for a long time.

Because he had to worry about how much of it was Xiao Chuo thinking about himself and how much of it was trying to trick him into helping her elder brother.

I have to admit that this strategy does have the potential to turn the world upside down.

If he died, the Han families on Nanjing Road would most likely defect to Xiao Ding's new choice.

In the end, he adopted this strategy.

There is no other better way to warn some stubborn guys in Shangjing Road, such as his father-in-law.

You want me and Yelvxi to resolve disputes in traditional ways.

No problem.

I agreed.

But if you want to secretly help Yelvxi to trick me, then I will flip the table.

As soon as the table is lifted, I love so-and-so!

After I die, no matter how great the flood is!

When hearing Xiao Chuo say this, Yelujun couldn't help but tremble.

Now this information, presumably, has accurately reached the ears of those guys in Shangjing Road.

Moreover, Yelujun also believed that at this time, in some places that he could not see, there must be a large number of elite soldiers and horses, quietly reining in their horses and turning around, returning to the place where they started.

In the distance, there was the sound of rapid horse hooves. Yelujun raised his head and looked ahead. There were scouts approaching like meteors.

He rolled his saddle and dismounted, and prostrated himself before Yelu Jun's horse.

"Your Majesty, twenty miles ahead, King Yeluxi of Liang leads thousands of cavalry to block the road."

Yelujun raised his hand with a smile and said loudly: "Put on your armor, change your horse, and get ready to fight!"

Immediately, orders were passed from nearby one after another to the front and back, the horns were whining, and under the banner of the Chinese army, the command flag kept shaking. Three thousand knights dismounted and took off their armor from the camels.

, but wearing armor.

However, during Zhuxiang's time, the three thousand armored soldiers climbed onto their riding horses again, holding the reins of the war horses in their hands. Everyone turned their heads to look in the direction of the Chinese army's banner.

Yelujun also put on a full set of armor.

He spurred his horse and whip, and ran forward.

"Kill all the enemies blocking the road and let's go to Beijing!" he shouted.

The eyes of the three thousand soldiers showed a fanatical light.

Go to Beijing!

As long as he goes to Shangjing, Yelujun will be the confirmed emperor.

And they will become the emperor's bodyguards.

Yeluxi squatted by the stream, scooped up a handful of stream water with both hands and poured it on his face. The water was cold, but his heart was hot.

This is his last chance.

Take the fire out of the cauldron.

Kill Yelujun and it will be over.

Since it is impossible to win the competition in the court, let's use a knife to solve the problem!

Isn't this also the traditional way of competing for the throne of emperor in Daliao?

Whoever has a strong fist will speak louder.

Lao Qi felt that his fists were strong enough, but with a decree from the capital, he could only bring three thousand guards to the capital.

You can do whatever you want on Nanjing Road, but there are so many people who are dissatisfied with you in Beijing!

Looking back at the tens of thousands of cavalrymen behind him, Yelu was very proud of himself.

At this moment, reinforcements are heading here.

Even your father-in-law, Yelujun, is on my side this time!

You, besides those shitty Han people supporting you, who else is there?
To be continued...