I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

Linhuang Mansion in Shangjing, Liao Kingdom

Although the Liao Kingdom claimed to have five parallel capitals, Shangjing was the capital in the true sense, and the other four capitals were more like companion capitals.

Shangjing City is surrounded by mountains and rivers, making it a strategic location that is both easy to attack and easy to defend.

In normal times, envoys and merchants from the Song Dynasty, Uighur, Xixia and other countries came to the city in an endless stream, making it extremely prosperous.

The Liao people believed in Buddhism and built a number of temples in the inner city. They were painted with gold everywhere, row after row, and were extremely luxurious.

But now, after several wars, it looks very desolate.

The whole city was covered in blood, and from time to time you could see high piles of corpses and panic-stricken businessmen slaves.

And, the terrifying skeleton soldiers...

"I didn't expect that in a few years, I would witness the demise of the Liao Kingdom with my own eyes."

Wanyan Aguda walked into the city side by side with Yin Qianyang with some emotion: "This battle went so smoothly, Mr. Danyin's ghost technique should be credited as the first success."

"Hehe, Your Majesty has given you a reward."

Following the two of them was a man wearing a ghost magic robe: "This time it's all up to the master to plan the battle and win a thousand miles away. The villain must not dare to be greedy for credit."

The man's face was pale, but his lips were painted with vermilion, and he looked arrogant, evil, and neither male nor female.

Even among ghosts who generally have weird looks, this look is extremely explosive.

"That's enough. The battle to destroy Liao was originally the idea of ​​you and Han Wusha, and it has nothing to do with me."

Yin Qianyang showed no mercy and said coldly: "If it's just a group of Khitan Liao people who still want me to strategize, then what's the use of you trash?"

“This is what the Lord teaches.”

The underworld emperor's flattery slapped the horse's leg, and he did not dare to continue to flatter him, secretly crying that he was unlucky.

"In any case, destroying the Liao Dynasty is also part of our plan. Since it goes so well this time, we can go south to destroy the Song Dynasty within a few months, which is in line with the plan of the national division."

Wanyan Aguda said in confusion: "But for some reason, I always feel that the Imperial Master is in a bad mood this time."

"There are some changes in the Southern Kingdom. The bandits and bandits in Liangshan destroyed the Mingjiao in one fell swoop. Fang La, Fa Hai, Huo Shan and others all died in the battle."

"After all, Fang La has the destiny of being an emperor. Fa Hai and Huo Shan are much better than ordinary trash. Even I need to take it seriously."

Yin Qianyang said lightly: "Now that these three people were defeated so easily, it is a bit beyond my expectation. I think there must be a peerless expert in Liangshan to help."

"I also took a look at Fang La's past deeds. Although this person was born in a humble background, he was quite talented and wise. I didn't expect to die in such a useless manner."

Wanyan Aguda said in a deep voice: "But after all, Jiangnan is far away from here. I think it is better to destroy the Zhao family's court first. When my Dajin soldiers can drink from the Yangtze River, these thieves will flee."

"Well, although the leader of the thieves is quite lucky, he is not the master of destiny in this world. Even if an expert comes to help, it is nothing."

"This matter..., hum! Now that I am about to achieve great success, I will be sure to be foolproof."

Yin Qianyang looked at the hundreds of cavalrymen galloping in the distance, and thought slightly: "Today is a happy day for Your Majesty to celebrate, let alone these disappointing things."

"Okay! Then we have Master Lao."

Wanyan Aguda laughed loudly and said loudly: "Wanyan Loushi, how are things going?"

"Your Majesty, the last general has been ordered to escort all the Khitan nobles and officials' families from all over the Liao Kingdom to the imperial city. Miss Han Wusha has completed the arrangement of the sacrificial array and is waiting for your Majesty to take a look."

A general with a brave and resolute appearance turned over and dismounted, clasped his fists and said: "There are more than 18,000 people in total, and there are no mistakes or omissions."

Wanyan Loushi was previously the clan leader of the Jurchen Qishui Tribe, and was not a close relative of Wanyan Aguda.

Even the relationship between the two tribes is still somewhat distant.

In this case, there is nothing wrong with seeking a high-ranking position. But if you want to enter the core of power of the Jin Kingdom, it is difficult to reach the sky.

Theoretically, only with a large number of military exploits can there be a chance.

As a result, Wanyan Loushi reached the pinnacle of being a golden person on this road...

He just relied on his superb kung fu and full of fighting spirit to fight his way through the sky.

After Wanyan Agu started his army, the Battle of Jiangzhou, the Battle of Chuhedian and even the famous Battle of Huanglong Mansion...

Every time Wanyan Loushi went into battle, he charged personally and took the lead. He was injured many times and refused to retreat. He became the first famous general of the Jin Kingdom to be awarded the title of Marquis of Wanhu.

He is a god-of-war figure in the minds of Jurchen soldiers.

***

In the square inside the dilapidated imperial city, nobles escorted from all over the Liao Kingdom could be seen everywhere.

Han Wusha stood in front of the altar and was responsible for commanding a group of ghost soldiers.

Ghost soldiers have no independent consciousness and their thinking is extremely rigid. Each of them holds a whip with barbs in his hand, and will whip it down hard at the slightest movement.

All the Liao people were shocked and frightened, and they heard shouts and cries one after another.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

"The Imperial Guard has arrived!"

At this moment, Wanyan Loushi led his bodyguards into the palace and said loudly.

The sound was like thunder, ringing in the ears of all the Khitans.

Everyone was shocked, their expressions changed drastically, and even their crying stopped.

"Hahaha, why doesn't anyone cry when they say I'm here?"

Loud laughter rang out, and Wanyan Aguda, wearing imperial robes, climbed onto the high platform like a dragon walking like a tiger, with a stern look on his face.

Today, the level of Sinicization in the Jin Kingdom is quite low, and the rough style of the nomadic people is generally retained.

The emperor's robe only symbolized the imperial power, and was far less gorgeous than the dragon robe of the Song Dynasty emperor.

"It's so noisy and boring."

Yin Qianyang appeared at the corner of the altar and closed his eyes slightly.

"I usually feel upset. If a woman cries in front of me, I will throw her out of the tent and give her to my personal soldiers."

"But when we are happy, it is always a little less interesting without the cry of the enemy."

Wanyan Aguda smiled and said, "I wonder if the national teacher can agree with this?"

"Just a group of ants."

Yin Qianyang said lightly, "Your Majesty wants to unify the world, so why should you regard ants as enemies?"

"... What the national teacher said is right."

Wanyan Aguda was stunned for a moment, with a little embarrassment on his face, and shouted, "Bring Tianzuo King Yelu Yanxi and the Liao royal family here! Perform the surrender ceremony!"

Yelu Yanxi was originally Tianzuo Emperor.

But Wanyan Aguda could not tolerate other emperors in his territory.

So he issued an order to downgrade Yelu Yanxi's title.

In this case, naturally no one cared whether Yelu Yanxi was willing or not.

"Perform the surrender ceremony!"

The horns continued to sound, and the general Wanyan Zonghan led his personal guards to escort a group of Liao royal family members dressed in gorgeous clothes out of the crowd.

At first glance, there were thousands of men and women.

"Yelü Yanxi, do you know your mistake?"

Wanyan Aguda's eyes flashed, looking at the middle-aged man walking in the front, and sneered.

"I know my mistake."

Yelü Yanxi was startled, and quickly shrank his neck, saying timidly.

"Oh? What's wrong?"

Wanyan Aguda asked again.

"This..., I am trying to stop a chariot with my arms, and I am resisting stubbornly..."

Yelü Yanxi's old face twitched: "I have offended your majesty's might, and I deserve to die!"

"If I want to hit you, you will naturally fight back, what's wrong with that?"

Wanyan Aguda said disdainfully: "Besides, you Liao people are so useless, how can you kill a few of my Jurchen warriors?"

"...That villain doesn't know."

"Your mistake was that in the second year of Tianqing, at the fish banquet at Hunhe River, you ordered me to dance to liven up the atmosphere."

"At that time, I resolutely refused, which made you dissatisfied."

Wanyan Aguda said coldly: "It's ridiculous that you clearly wanted to kill me at that time, but you didn't send troops to come. Isn't that a big mistake?"

"I dare not."

Yelü Yanxi lowered his head, and his old face twitched a few times.

As for this pot, in fact, it can't be put on him.

At that time, he saw Wanyan Aguda's heroic spirit and looked around, and he was indeed worried about the future troubles.

Then, he secretly ordered the Privy Councilor Xiao Fengxian to find an excuse to kill Wanyan Aguda.

As a result, Xiao Fengxian thought it was troublesome and said that Wanyan Aguda was just a barbarian who didn't know etiquette.

If he was killed without committing a big mistake, it might hurt others' willingness to surrender.

Xiao Fengxian also added: Even if this person really has ambitions, what can the tiny Jurchens do?

This remark hit the mark of Yelu Yanxi, making him relax his vigilance again.

Thinking of this, Yelu Yanxi couldn't help but hate it in his heart.

Sure enough, those who are called "Fengxian" are all traitors!

"This emperor doesn't care whether you dare or not, it's the same anyway."

Wanyan Aguda waved his hand: "It's almost time, let's start accepting the surrender."

"Perform the sheep-leading ceremony!"

Wanyan Zonghan nodded, holding a bloody sheepskin in his left hand and a whip and rope in his right hand.

He strode to Yelu Yanxi and said, "Your coat is torn off. Put on sheepskin and kneel down!"

"I obey your command!"

Anger flashed in Yelu Yanxi's eyes. He honestly bare his arms, put on sheepskin, and knelt on the ground.

He let Wanyan Zonghan tie the rope around his neck.

The horn sounded again, and thousands of Jin soldiers walked in in an orderly manner.

Each of them held a sheepskin rope and came to the front of a Liao royal family.

The Jin people were originally a nomadic people. In their eyes, nothing was more docile than sheep.

Therefore, they asked the surrendered noble captives to take off their coats, kneel on all fours, and put on the sticky sheepskin that had just been peeled off.

Then after tying the rope, they lined up and were led forward by the soldiers.

They said they would be as obedient as sheep.

This ceremony itself would not beat or scold them.

But the psychological blow was indescribable.

"..."

The Liao royal family, who used to have everything they wanted, opened their eyes wide and showed shame and anger.

They were born in the inner court of the palace and felt that they had noble blood and status.

Now they were forced to perform the "sheep-leading ceremony". The strong sense of humiliation instantly destroyed their inner pride.

The royal ladies were even more desperate. They took off their clothes and put on sheepskin while trembling and crying.

The more than 100,000 Liao noble officials were all shocked or angry, and speechless.

For a while, the huge square was left with only the rustling sounds of crawling and faint crying.

It was shocking and a little weird.

"Yeah, that's the taste."

"The weak should behave like the weak."

"It's a pity that the emperors of the Liao Dynasty in these generations were too useless. The Liao Dynasty was extremely decadent and vulnerable."

Wanyan Aguda looked at the white "flock of sheep" under his feet, listened to the woman's crying, and showed a proud look on his face: "It's a pity that I can't be born a hundred years earlier, so that Xiao Chuo can also wear sheepskin and have fun."

Xiao Chuo was the Empress Dowager Xiao, who ruled the country with a woman in her hands.

During her 27 years of regency, she conquered the Jurchens in the east, attacked the Dangxiang and Uighurs in the west, attacked the Tieli in the north, and attacked the Song Dynasty in the south, greatly expanding the ruling area and making the Khitan gradually reach its peak from decline.

At one point, he beat up the Jurchens, which made Wanyan Aguda feel ashamed.

"After all, Xiao Chuo has long been dead."

Yin Qianyang said calmly: "In my opinion, your majesty is now clear-headed and should consider how to destroy the Song Dynasty."

"The emperor of the Song Dynasty was also a waste, not much better than Yelu Yanxi."

Wanyan Aguda thought for a while: "But I heard that there are a few princesses who are quite pretty. When I destroy the Song Dynasty, I will capture them all and play with them, which will be a good story."

"As your majesty wishes."

Yin Qianyang showed a trace of sarcasm in his eyes, and said calmly "These people are still useful now, so your majesty can't have too much fun."

"Of course I know what's important and what's not."

Wanyan Aguda hesitated, his eyes fell on Han Wusha: "Now I'm done with my interest, Han Shengshi, send them away."

"I obey your orders."

Han Wusha showed a gentle smile, waved his right hand down: "Do it."

"Yes!"

One by one, the Jin warriors pulled out daggers from their waists, and stabbed them into the hearts of the Khitan royal family in the astonished eyes.

After a short scream and struggle, no one in the royal family, including Yelu Yanxi, was left alive.

The complex magic circle on the ground flashed with bloody brilliance.

As if by miracle, blood peeled off the corpse, suspended above the magic circle, and merged into a huge blood bead.

"Not enough."

Yin Qianyang looked up at the blood bead, his face calm: "Continue."

"Don't leave any!"

Wanyan Aguda nodded, waving his hand as if to drive away mosquitoes.

"Woo woo!"

The skeleton soldiers standing guard pulled out their bone blades at the same time. They rushed into the square and started a one-sided massacre.

Blood splashed, and the blood beads seemed to boil, constantly condensing and emitting rolling blood.

After a long time, a wailing sound that seemed to come from the underworld sounded.

The blood beads completely disappeared, and four blood pills fell from the air and appeared in Yin Qianyang's palm.

"This blood pill is made from the blood sacrifice of tens of thousands of people. It has countless uses and is the supreme treasure of the evil way. Once your majesty takes it, your cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds, comparable to other people's ten lifetimes of hard practice."

"It's a pity that this method of sacrifice and refining is not tolerated by heaven and earth. Once ordinary practitioners swallow it, they are often accompanied by thunder tribulations and are dead."

"Now that your majesty is the ruler of the world and has the blessing of the Jin Dynasty, you don't have to care about these things."

Yin Qianyang handed Wanyan Aguda a blood pill and put the remaining three into his sleeves: "Your majesty will need about ten days to refine this pill, and I also need to make some other preparations. When your majesty succeeds, you and I will go south to destroy the Song Dynasty, just like today."

"Thank you, national teacher!"

Wanyan Aguda reached out to take the blood pill and took a deep look at Yin Qianyang, who looked indifferent, with a somewhat dim look in his eyes.

***

Hangzhou Imperial City·Imperial Study

Although it is now the second watch, the night is deep.

But the imperial study was still as bright as day.

Huang Shang, Huang Yaoshi, and even Song Jiang, Wu Yong and others sat in the outer hall of the imperial study, working hard while sighing at the piles of documents.

If Fang La is a traitor, then so be it...

It would be fine if he could keep the internal and external affairs in order.

But this guy, apart from promoting doctrine and persecuting corrupt officials and wealthy families, does not do any real work at all.

After entering the city, Huang Rong ran to the imperial study and found that the memorials and documents that no one cared about were piled up much higher than her...

Looking at this pile of things, Huang Rong was silent for a cup of tea.

Then she waved her hand and asked Huang Shang and others to come and help deal with it.

So, Huang and others, who had just come down from the battlefield, came to work overtime again.

However, they were still a little excited despite their exhaustion.

After all, not everyone can come to review memorials.

To some extent, this also represents Huang Rong's trust in their character and ability.

Since she put on the yellow robe, her identity has changed from the second in command of the mountain stronghold to the empress of the Southern Kingdom.

For the ministers, it is a great honor to share the worries of the emperor.

So, everyone was tired and happy. They worked tirelessly during this period and began to assist Huang Rong in issuing various decrees.

Of course, for ordinary people, it doesn't matter who is the emperor, just looking at whether their lives are good or not.

If they compare the worst, Huang Rong feels that she should still be much better than Fang La and Song Huizong.

There is nothing else worth mentioning.

Oh, a few days ago, the tide on the Qiantang River was thunderous, the sky collapsed, the mountains shook and the mountains collapsed.

I don't know what's wrong with Lu Zhishen. He insisted that he "listened to the tide and was round, and saw the letter and was silent", and God arranged for him to die.

Everyone couldn't persuade this guy, so they had to inform Lin Xuan in a hurry.

Lin Xuan persuaded him for a few words, but found that he couldn't keep up with this guy's train of thought, so he simply slapped the tide signal back.

Lu Zhishen found that the tide signal was gone, and he was in a daze for a long time...

Then this guy thought that Lin Xuan was a god after all, and his words and deeds should be more reliable than his master, Elder Zhizhen.

Since he had thought it through, this guy immediately gave up the idea of ​​nirvana, and happily ate big chunks of meat and drank big bowls of wine.

***

Inner Hall of the Imperial Study

"It's almost time for today, let everyone rest later."

Lin Xuan heard the second watch gong and put down the clan scroll in his hand: "The efficiency is still too low at the moment, let's find time to set up the cabinet later."

Although Huang Rong is the emperor, she is also a girl.

So, she used the excuse that men and women are different and usually works in the inner hall to combine work and rest, and take time to fish.

Naturally, Huang Shang and others had no objection to this request.

When you go to work and you can't see your boss, everyone will feel more relaxed.

"I'm so exhausted! Why do you have so much work to do when you become an emperor? It's even more tiring than being a bandit!"

Huang Rong put down the ink pen in her hand and stretched out. The dragon robe stuck to her body, showing her exquisite curves.

Her already stunning appearance made her even more alluring.

That's the beauty of uniform play.

"The empress sounds much better than the female thief."

"That's true..."

Huang Rong thought for a while: "Can the mirror's weapon spirit come out? Let him do the work too."

"After the Kunlun Mirror ate the sword and shield of the Mountain Master, it was actually a little short of transformation."

"I just met Tieguai Li and Zhongli Quan and asked them to take the mirror to Fang La's inner treasury. If they encounter anything useful, they will swallow it together."

Lin Xuan smiled: "Don't care about money at this time."

After Tieguai Li and Zhong Liquan were shaded by the Seven Treasures Tree, they were not seriously injured. They rested for a long time and then acted as usual.

But if the signature magic weapon is destroyed, it must be considered a heavy loss.

The two people estimated that it would take at least five to six hundred years to refine the same magic weapon.

Five hundred years is still a long time, enough for Xiaoqing to grow from a green snake to a soft girl.

No matter how much time a god has, he will never be so free.

After suffering such a big loss, the two of them naturally hated Buddhism deeply and vomited fragrance from time to time.

However, these two products are still quite measured.

Lin Xuan listened for a long time and found that the two of them had scolded all the eighteen generations of Fahai's ancestors, but they did not mention Taoist.

Well, it’s okay to mention it or not.

Maybe this is the intimidating power of the leader and saint...

"I am also an emperor after all, how can I be so stingy..."

"It seems that this mirror has done a great job this time. If it encounters something it likes, it can eat whatever it wants."

Huang Rong thought for a while: "We found a purple gold alms bowl at Jinshan Temple. Is it the one used by Tang Monk? Do you want to feed it to the mirror and try it?"

"I tried it, but the mirror won't eat..."

Lin Xuan smiled: "Probably a fake."

"This method of identifying authenticity is quite unique..."

Huang Rong laughed a few times and straightened up: "Okay, that's it for today. It's time to get off work. Lin Qing will follow me to the palace."

Lin Xuan: "..."

"Empress Huang, there is an urgent secret message from Dai Zong, and I must give it to you."

At this moment, there was a flash of sword light, and Ah Qing appeared under the moonlight like an elf, holding a memorial.

"It's time to get off work and I'm going to bed."

"He said this information is very important. Even if you fall asleep, please let me wake you up."

Ah Qing didn't accept this trick at all: "You don't want to become a foolish king, right?"

"Okay, okay, I'm not a fool..."

Huang Rong was a little helpless: "But I'm dizzy. Brother Lin, please help me read it."

"The Liao Kingdom was destroyed."

Lin Xuan opened the secret letter, glanced at it a few times, frowned and said, "Rong'er, you'd better read it."

"Huh? This, this, this..."

"It was easier for Wanyan Agu to break Liao than we were to break Fang La. After performing the sheep-raising ceremony on all the royal family and nobles, he also killed them all as blood sacrifices?"

Huang Rong saw half of it and slapped the table angrily: "How can this happen? It's so heartbreaking!"

"Originally, according to their custom, women from the royal family would be taken to bathe after performing the sheep-taking ceremony."

Lin Xuan sighed softly: "Death like this can be considered as a one-and-done."

The main ethnic group of the Liao Kingdom was the Khitan people, who should have been regarded as foreign enemies during the Northern Song Dynasty.

Lin Xuan actually didn't have a deep understanding of the Khitan race.

What impressed me the most was the leader Qiao who brought his own stereo.

But seeing the Liao Kingdom fall like this, I was still a little sad.

"Give me a bath?" Ah Qing asked doubtfully.

"After taking a bath, he will be sent to the camp for the entertainment of all the soldiers."

Huang Rong's face suddenly turned cold: "He deserves to be killed!"

According to historical inertia, it would not be long before the Northern Song Dynasty was destroyed by the Jin people.

In the history of the Northern Song Dynasty, after the fall of the country, a group of emperors and concubines did also encounter this kind of experience.

Countless people, including Song Qinzong's empress Zhu Lian, could not bear the humiliation and chose to commit suicide.

It can also be regarded as: the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind throws catkins, and the life experience is precarious and the rain beats the rafts.

"The gold master Wanyan Aguda sent troops from Shangjing City and led his troops to march day and night. Together with Wanyan Loushi and Wanyan Zonghan, they surrounded the border troops from three sides in the Yanyun area."

"The frontier army was defeated in the battle, so the commander-in-chief Xianggong died in the battle, and the Tai Fu Tong Guan surrendered to the benefactor."

After Huang Rong read the secret letter, she let out a sigh of relief: "I'm not going to sleep now. Let's tell Lao Huang and others to come over and discuss matters."

"What are your Majesty's plans?"

"I want to lead the expedition myself."