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Chapter 170 The Binding Power of the Air Transport Contract

Chapter 170 The binding force of the luck contract

Wang Lin smiled: "Yelü Dashi, I know that you are a great hero of the generation, with outstanding literary skills and military skills, but now that you fall into my hands, it will be difficult for you to die."

Yelu Dashi felt cold in his heart and trembled all over when he thought of Wang Lin's god-like methods.

"Do you know why I don't kill you?"

Yelu Dashi remained silent.

"The Jin people invaded the Liao Kingdom in a large scale... To put it bluntly, your incompetent and mediocre Liao Emperor will eventually be destroyed. But whether the Khitan can survive for a few more years depends on what you Yelu Dashi does."

"The Northern Liao is the last foundation of the Khitan. If the Northern Liao collapses again, the Khitan's hundreds of years of national destiny will come to an end. I think you should know this better than me."

"How are you doing?" Yelu Dashi said hoarsely.

"I don't want to kill you because I want you to continue to lead the soldiers and horses of the Northern Liao Dynasty to defend the Yanyun land and fight against the Jin people for a few more years. As long as you are here in the Northern Liao Dynasty, the Jin people will not be able to invade the Central Plains through Hebei. I

The Song Dynasty can be stable for another two years and calmly reorganize its army and prepare for war."

Yelu Dashi laughed: "Master Wang has a good idea, but it's a pity, why should I be driven by you, the Song Dynasty? Can I do whatever you want me to do?"

"Do you still have a choice? If you don't resist Jin, you will die. Not only will you die, your family, your tribe, and the entire Khitan people will be destroyed. Yelu Dashi, I know you are not afraid of death, but you are afraid of the destruction of the country!

"

"If you can marshal your army to resist the Jin people in the land of Yanyun, your Khitan will still have a glimmer of hope when our army of the Song Dynasty rises. At the worst, you can also choose the opportunity to go west with the remaining troops and enter the Western Regions to establish a country.

The Khitan people finally looked for a way out."

Yelu Dashi's expression suddenly changed, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Leading his army to the west was a move he had hidden in his mind for a long time and only made as a last resort at the last moment. But how did Wang Lin from the Song Dynasty know about it?

This can only show that this person's strategic vision and overall view are superior to his own. It is indeed a great blessing for the Song Dynasty to have such a hero.

Yelu Dashi smiled coldly: "But no matter what, if you want me to surrender to you as a Song Dynasty person, that is absolutely impossible. You can kill or behead me, it's up to you!"

"This time I led 10,000 cavalrymen into Yanyun. I think my troops have already detoured around Zhuozhou and rushed to Youzhou. Once the Hebei Zhongshi Zhong, Hedong Zhongshidao, Guanxi Liu Yanqing, and the three-pronged army

After attacking Yanyun and Yelv Dashi, do you think there is still a way for Bei Liao to survive?"

Wang Lin cheated casually.

Yelu Dashi sighed: "Do you think I am a three-year-old naughty boy who is easy to deceive? You are just a military governor of the Song Dynasty. Even though you are favored by the emperor of the Song Dynasty and have some authority, you and Liu Yanqing are all generals who command the army.

, how can I listen to your orders?"

"Perhaps you don't know that I am also a member of the Privy Council of Tongzhi, and I also hold a gold medal awarded by the officials. At the critical moment, that is, at the critical moment when you, Yelu Dashi, led the army to invade the Song Dynasty, I held the gold medal to mobilize three groups of troops.

Isn't it justifiable to fight back?"

"Furthermore, our court is making an alliance with the Jin people, and the Song and Jin alliances are attacking Liao. If my cavalry and I are deep in the land of Yanyun and Yelu Dashi, do you think it will anger the officials and desperately raise a large number of troops to regain Yanyun?"

Yun’s hometown?”

As soon as Wang Lin said these words, Yelu Dashi's expression changed completely.

Since the Song Dynasty, the people of the Song Dynasty have never stopped yearning for the hometown of Yanyun. They have made several Northern Expeditions.

At this time, it was no secret that the Song and Jin alliances were attacking Liao. Yelu Dashi knew it better than anyone else.

Yelu Dashi was covered in cold sweat and felt very regretful.

Complaining about his temporary greed, he unexpectedly caused great disaster to Beiliao.

If the emperor of the Song Dynasty was angry with the Northern Liao Dynasty because of this, he raised a large army to attack, and the Jin people were watching behind him, and the Northern Liao Dynasty was destroyed.

"What exactly do you want?" Yelu Dashi thought about it repeatedly and calmed down.

"Submit to me and become my retainer. Or die." Wang Lin's voice was short, but extremely cold.

The corner of Yelu Dashi's mouth twitched: "Are you sure I am surrendering to you and not to the Song Dynasty?"

Wang Lin sneered, "Don't be so petty with me, Yelu Dashi, I'm asking you one last time, surrender to me or die. Don't worry, after you die, even if I can't regain Yanyun's old land, I will also keep your Khitan nobles in

Kill all the ethnic groups in Yanyun Land!"

The sword in Wang Lin's hand made a fierce buzzing sound.

Yelu Dashi's expression changed for a long time, but he finally knelt down on one knee and kowtowed in the Khitan etiquette: "Yelü Dashi is willing to submit to Wang Lin of the Song Dynasty and become Wang Lin's retainer, but he will obey all orders!"

Wang Lin looked at Yelu Dashi with a half-smile but not a smile.

He knew that Yelu Dashi was forced by the situation at this time and was just a temporary measure to save his life. The so-called surrender was just a verbal surrender. Once he was safe, he would definitely turn his back on him.

So he didn't even take an oath.

But this is what Wang Lin wants.

He noticed that the purple haze hanging above the head of the Yelv Stone gradually turned into threads, one after another, and disappeared into his body.

"Successfully captured Yelu Dashi's luck" - the sound of the system's machine sounded, and Wang Lin felt secretly happy.

This is equivalent to a task given by the system.

Even if Yelu Dashi's surrender is only verbal, it is equivalent to completing the task and getting a reward of increased luck.

[Wang Lin—Life 9, blood 14, luck 3, intelligence 11, force 73, reputation 95, skills: Thunder Hands... Yang Family Spear + Desert Smoke, Sunset over the Long River/Talk about Soldiers/Passing Yang with a Hundred Steps/Mandarin Duck Legs/

Open the bow left and right/Danqing/Liangmou/Shenxing level 2/Tiangang/Heavenly Book.]



"Yelü Dashi, do you think that I can let you go just because of your words of surrender and allegiance?"

Yelu Dashi was furious: "You are a second-rank official in the Song Dynasty, but you go back on your word and don't keep your word?"

"First, use your inner lining to write a blood letter of surrender to me, and hand over the gold medal you are wearing."

"Second, hand over your wife Xiao Ta Buyan, your youngest son Yelu Yilie, and your youngest daughter Yelu Pu as soon as possible and give them to me in Qingzhou as hostages. I can keep them safe."

Yelu Dashi's complexion changed again.

At this time, the dawn was gradually dawning. Wang Lin lay on the ground and listened for a while, then laughed and said: "The sound of the cavalry advancing, if I guessed correctly, must be the approaching cavalry of my Fuhu cavalry. Yelu Dashi, you are here

You have been loyal to me, but if you dare to disobey me, I will lead my cavalry to attack the Yanyun prefectures, send a message to the Liao border, saying that you have surrendered to our dynasty, and intend to kill the Liao Emperor and establish yourself as the King of Yan!"

"Don't think about dying. It will be easy for you to die. But if you have a bad reputation after your death and are regarded as a national traitor by the Liao people, do you think about whether your family members and your tribe will die more miserably?"

Speaking of this, Wang Lin suddenly thought of a key question.

Since it is a task arranged by the system, both Song Jiang and Yelu Dashi have surrendered, and their luck has been taken away by themselves, which is equivalent to establishing an invisible contractual connection. Then, does the contract have no binding power on these two people?

?

When he thought of this, Wang Lin's heart moved.

Doujue's heart was shocked, and a lavender ball of luck rushed out of the Tianling Cap. The Yelv Stone in front of him was sweating profusely, and he was trembling and kneeling in front of it.

There was a mysterious and mysterious energy that enveloped Yelu Dashi, making him involuntarily and unable to resist.

Yelu Dashi looked pale and said in a trembling voice: "You...you monster, you actually used magic on me?!"

Wang Lin was overjoyed, laughed non-stop and ignored him.

If this is the case, there is no need to worry about these people betraying you.

In Yuncheng County, Song Jiang, who had just sneaked into Songjiazhuang to talk to his father and brother Song Qing, suddenly trembled all over and turned pale. A great feeling of terror filled his heart. It took him a long time to calm down and relax.

Tokyo.

Zhao Gou, the ninth son of the emperor, was playing an archery game when suddenly his palms trembled, his eyelids rolled, and he fell to the ground.



Wang Lin led more than two thousand Fuhu cavalry and retreated calmly.

Yelu Dashi stood on the tall city wall of Youzhou, his face as gloomy as water.

No one in Youzhou knew about it, and his wife and children were secretly sent to the Song army.

The oncoming Song army did not stay too long. They only flashed a shot and showed their faces under the city wall before retreating.

Then the Khitan Wolf Cavalry led by Xiao Qian returned to the army in embarrassment.

However, although Beiliao's work was in vain this time, he almost lost his coach Yelu Dashi. Fortunately, there was no danger.

Xiao Qian hurriedly climbed up the city wall, cupped his hands and said, "Lin Ya, you're fine, otherwise we, Bei Liao, will be in danger!"

Yelu Dashi sighed in his heart, but said coldly: "The Song people are preparing for war. There is a possibility of attacking my territory at any time. Xiao Xiang, at this moment, we can only act in advance."

Xiao Qian's expression changed.

He knew that Yelu Dashi was talking about supporting Yelu Chun as emperor.

"The Jin people are unstoppable. If we, Northern Liao, still sit back and wait for death, there is only one way to die. At this time, we can only support Yelu Chun to ascend the throne as emperor as soon as possible, appease the people and military morale of the North as soon as possible, and call on our Daliao ethnic groups to unite to fight against the Jin.

We can have a glimmer of hope, otherwise, once we, Daliao, are attacked from both sides, you and I will die without a burial place!"

"Xiao Xiang, you still have more than 10,000 troops from the Six Divisions of the Xi people, and we still have an army of 100,000 troops in the northern Liao states. We will sit in Yanyun and gradually gather the defeated troops of the southern Liao. In the future, we may not be unable to fight against the Jin people!"

"However, after this incident, it is no longer appropriate to be enemies with the Song people."

Xiao Qian nodded slowly: "Lin Ya, I would like to ask you to secretly send an envoy to the Song Dynasty to form a non-attack agreement with the Song Emperor?"

"No need. It is a national policy for the Song people to unite with the Jin people to destroy the Liao Dynasty. The officials of the Song Dynasty are bent on uniting with the Jin people to destroy the Liao Dynasty. You and I can only bring humiliation to ourselves by taking the initiative to come here."

Xiao Qian clapped his hands fiercely: "Forget it, now the situation is so desperate that we can only take risks. Lin Ya, I will contact Zhang Lin and Li Chuwen to plan this matter."

Xiao Qian left by himself.

Yelu Dashi looked gloomily in the direction of Dingzhou, Hebei Province of the Song Dynasty, and thought to himself: Wang Lin, I hope you keep your word. If you cheated me and the millions of soldiers and civilians of Bei Liao, I would still fight with you even if I cheated on you.

Fight until death!

But at this time, seeing that the Dingzhou Fortress was outside and that all his troops and horses had safely retreated into the territory of the Song Dynasty, Wang Lin felt relieved, his heart relaxed, his vision turned black, and he fell off his horse.

Guan Sheng was shocked and immediately shouted: "Send military doctors to you quickly to treat your injuries!"

Guan Sheng got off his horse, picked up Wang Lin from his waist, put him on his horse, and went straight to the hunting ground.

(End of chapter)


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