Wanyan Yinshu punched the simple table with a hateful punch, this damn Lingyang County... In the first battle, Wanyan Zonghan defeated the Pi Shi army, the hero of the founding of the Liao Dynasty, in a battle, which was unparalleled!
Although he led a partial army and made some achievements, after all, it cannot be compared. In the end, not only the achievements cannot be compared, but he also made a mistake in a little-known Lingyang County...
An inexplicable gunpowder weapon actually made his own Jurchen soldiers panic. The enemy is not scary, but the unknown enemy is scary!
Although Wanyan Zonghan didn't say anything outrageous, he still complained that his failure to seize Lingyang County's grain and grass supplies made it difficult for him.
More than 30,000 servants were sent out to plunder food, grass and wealth. They had no choice. Originally, this benefit should have belonged to the Jurchen soldiers themselves, but otherwise they would not be able to reward these servants with food, grass, gold and silver.
Wanyan Zonghan's move to win over these alien servants and then suppress him was extremely skillful. Those Jurchen soldiers who failed to attack and plunder would also count this loss on their own heads.
Suddenly, a close confidant asked for a meeting outside the big tent.
The centurion of the pro-military army came in and put one hand on his chest: "Master Wanfu, the leader of the Bohai Thousand Soldiers who followed you the day before yesterday, Ulahei, wants to see you!"
"A bunch of useless people...what is he here for?"
"He said that someone donated explosive gunpowder weapons to your lord..."
"What?"
Wanyan Yinshu Ke suddenly stood up. The braid on his head was skewed to the side of his face without even bothering to straighten it. He hurriedly said: "Let him in!"
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For five or six days in a row, Song Wen sat bored in the tent and flirted with the little girl... The night was long, and several times during the frolic he almost accidentally missed a shot and caused a big incident. Fortunately, both of them knew that this place was...
In the Khitan camp, he was a detained prisoner, so he was able to rein in the situation and maintain his sanity.
Until today...the second son Yelu Shanyi has arrived.
Yelu Shanyi squinted his eyes and looked at the several Song people standing in front of the horse, with a trace of disdain and a smile on his lips...
"Are you that merchant from Song Dynasty?"
Song Wen smiled and cupped his hands: "I have met the second son."
"How brave! Why don't you kneel down and salute when you see my second son of the Grand Prince's Palace in the South Campus? What do you, a lowly merchant, think you are?"
Song Wen smiled and spread his hands... "I am not a citizen of the Liao Dynasty, nor am I a slave of the Grand Prince's Mansion in the South Campus! Besides, I am also the guest of the Third Prince. Is it a bit disrespectful for you to treat me like this?"
"Be bold!"
The centurion leader Qi Guru pulled out his scimitar with a clang and stared at the slightly thin young Song man in front of him. The second son Yelu Shanyi next to him smiled softly... "Song man, your master
The third son has been banned by his father! You have to think more carefully. If you are left, the Nanyuan Palace will value you... It's just a gunpowder weapon. How many years have you been playing with these useless things in the Southern Dynasty? You haven't surrendered to me, Daliao.
In front of the iron cavalry? Be wise and honestly dedicate all the manufacturing methods and craftsmen to my eldest brother, His Highness the eldest son, the heir to the King of the South Campus... Otherwise, you, your woman and your subordinates..."
"Second son, I repeat! I am not the third prince or anyone's slave! I am just a Song Dynasty person, the third prince's guest... nothing more!"
The second son, Yelu Shanyi, was interrupted and said angrily: "You bastard! Isn't this the whole world that belongs to the royal family? Even if you are from the Song Dynasty, you are still a slave of the people of the Song Dynasty... To be able to speak so wildly shows that you are an arrogant merchant.
greedy……"
Song Wen laughed loudly and said: "If I am greedy, what does the Grand Prince's Palace in the South Campus mean? Do you want to take advantage of wealth or rob it by force?"
The second son was stunned for a moment. He always thought that Song Wen was the brother of his third brother Yelu Shan... But now it seems that this guy is either crazy or that is not the case. What is his background? What kind of wife from the Song Dynasty?
Wei Gaoqiu? In Daliao's eyes, that's bullshit! What can he rely on?
"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with people like you. Just one sentence! Do you want to be loyal to me, the eldest prince of the South Court Palace?"
Song Wen curled his lips and said nothing.
A trace of shame flashed in the eyes of the second son... "Lock him up and throw him into the manure pit! Grab his woman and throw her into the bathing camp in the back village... Let the sons and daughters treat this wild girl well... Let her know, know,
We Khitan warriors are much more energetic than the Song people who are as weak as bamboo shoots and chickens... Hahaha!"
Song Wen's eyes were suddenly filled with murderous intent, and he looked straight at the second son of the Grand Prince's Mansion in the South Campus opposite him. Behind him, the two Qingshan Camp guards who had been under surveillance looked at Song Wen's back with red eyes...
The second son sneered: "Aren't you convinced? Then I'll let you know..."
"shut up!"
The second son was stunned for a moment, then frowned and looked behind him, and saw Brother Yelu Shan galloping straight towards him.
The second son snorted and stared at his third brother as he came to his side. He couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Third brother, can my father exempt you from the grounding? If you come out privately, you will annoy your father..."
Brother Yelushan took a look at Song Wen, and then said to his second son, "My father has an order to send Song Wen to visit him!"
"What? My father is meeting a merchant?"
Brother Yelushan didn't seem to bother to argue with him, and directly showed him a gold medal... "Also, brother, if you have time to talk here, why not go back and visit your eldest brother! The eldest brother went out with the marshal in the middle, and was besieged by the Jurchen barbarian Wanyan Yinshuke
The camp was injured by gunpowder weapons... and now he is recuperating in the mansion!"
"You're talking nonsense! My eldest brother is invincible, how could he be defeated? Where did the Jurchen barbarians get the gunpowder weapons? Could it be that this Song dog also sold the gunpowder weapons to the Jurchens?"
The second son grabbed the sword from Qi Gulu next to him, pointed at Song Wen and cursed: "Damn untouchable, did you also sell gunpowder weapons to the Jurchens?"
Song Wen said nothing but looked at him coldly. Brother Yelushan next to him snatched the knife from the second brother's hand and shouted: "Come here, please bring the second son back to the palace to rest! Song Wen is summoned by the prince now.
There must be no mistakes!”
The royal guards around him were silent for a moment, then suddenly rushed forward to surround the second son, Yelu Shanyi!
When Qi Gulu in front of the second son saw this formation, he immediately got chills! Didn't the third prince fall out of favor? The eldest son and the second son joined forces to suppress the third brother who was once praised for his intelligence by the Liao Emperor... The prince did not comment.
Could it be that I made a wrong bet? Why do all these royal guards obey the orders of the Third Prince?
Qi Gulu climbed off the horse tremblingly, his face turned pale...
Brother Yelushan didn't even look at him. He looked at Song Wen with a complex expression and said, "Protect Langjun Song's family members and do not allow anyone to harass them...Anyone who disobeys the order will be beheaded immediately!"
"yes……"
The Taoist boy Mingyue who had been squatting in front of the tent now gently released his hand holding the stone horse-carving post. If those Khitan people had just tried to take action... Mingyue was confident that he could pull out this stone pillar weighing at least more than a hundred kilograms and smash it to death.
War horses kidnapped the arrogant and domineering Prince Bird!
But what Mingyue didn't know was that the two Qingshan Camp confidant guards behind Song Wen were each holding on to their belts, and the several inconspicuous copper wine bottles on the belts were slowly filled with gunpowder mixed with iron pieces...
...Once Song Wen really wants to die, he will definitely take this second son to be buried with him.
Brother Yelushan and Song Wen watched helplessly as the scolding second son was surrounded by a group of Khitan soldiers and walked away. Brother Yelushan sighed... "Song Wen, you have guessed that these things are my father's tactics against you.
Bar?"
Song Wen nodded: "I have put you under inexplicable house arrest, a young prince who is admired by the Liao Emperor. I don't believe that the Southern King of Liao would be so stupid. Beat and threaten me, and then let the young prince come to rescue me... Then I will
The merchants were naturally overwhelmed with gratitude!"
Brother Yelushan smiled bitterly: "My father has underestimated you. You are not only a merchant, but also a profiteer! Now, you are really in danger... If you can't tell my father about the gunpowder bombs in the hands of the Jurchens...
If the king gives an explanation, you will all die! Moreover, my father will directly negotiate with the Song Dynasty and force them to hand over all the workshops and subordinates under your command to see if your gunpowder bombs have the background of the Song Dynasty court..."
Song Wen shrugged indifferently... "Since we are merchants, we have to talk! Let's talk about it after we see the prince..."