Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

After returning to the mansion, there was only a short time for Xiao Shi to take a bath and change clothes, and Xiao Siwen got a moment of peace. In addition, his ears are full of women's cries.

Finally, Xiao Siwen made a meaningless promise, promising to continue to find a way for Yelu Xiyin tomorrow, and then let her daughter go to sleep.

The world finally became clean, and when he returned to his bedroom, the only sound left was the sound of rain.

Xiao Siwen was very exhausted physically and mentally all the way back, flustered and weak, but he couldn't sleep, and his head began to ache, which was very uncomfortable. He smelled the breath of death, but his energy was low, and he didn't have much energy to savor the feeling of death.

The Khitan people believe in both Buddhism and Shamanism. No matter what kind of belief they believe, people have souls after death. But those who really believe in these are illiterate herdsmen, and people who think more and more when they reach high positions, such as Xiao Siwen, don't believe it very much.

Sometimes Xiao Siwen imagined a kind of chaos and mystery in the darkness, as if seeing magma surging in the darkness. Sometimes he seems to smell the rotten smell in the soil, and feels that he is turning into dust, and then disappears... In the future, no matter whether it is a hundred years or a thousand years, he will never appear again, and all he gets is this short life like a dream.

He shivered in the rainy night, not because of the cold, but because of great fear. He is afraid of death, but he is at a loss as to what exactly he is afraid of... He doesn't even know what death is, so how can he imagine it?

But what people are most afraid of is not ghosts, but the unknown.

Unknowingly, the outside has turned white. Xiao Siwen felt as if he hadn't fallen asleep all night, and felt that he might have dozed off a few times in a daze.

He was aroused by his daughter's crying. Hearing the crying and noise, Xiao Siwen only felt a splitting headache. He didn't understand what his daughter was crying at all, only one or two sentences from time to time impressed him, something like "If something happens to Xiyin, she will die".

Xiao Siwen put on his clothes and walked out of the bedroom, tidying up very messily. Normally, he cared a lot about his appearance, but today he was in a really bad mood and didn't have any thoughts.

At this time, the servant reported that Xiao Abudi was asking for an audience outside the door.

Xiao Siwen hurriedly said without hesitation: "Please invite him to the lobby immediately!"

He slapped his forehead, and then realized that the whole night last night was wasted in useless grief, why didn't he think about the escape plan? If you really want to embark on that road of no return, you need some preparations, and a loyal subordinate like Abudi can help you with the last bit.

"Don't cry!" Xiao Siwen was furious, and his tone immediately softened, "I will go see Abudi first for my father, and we will talk about Xiyin later."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, the daughter said, "My daughter also wants to meet Uncle Abudi together."

Xiao Siwen was helpless, the father and daughter came to the lobby one after the other, and saw that Abudi was already standing and waiting in the hall, and he was the only one. With Xiao Siwen's current situation, there are almost no guests in the house.

Abudi put his hands on his chest and made a dumb salute to Xiao Siwen.

Xiao Siwen sat down on a chair above and said, "We are all brothers, so there is no need to be polite."

Abudi was tall and thick, with yellow teeth, a dark complexion, and a simple look of a martial artist with little knowledge. I am afraid that only such a loyal warrior is willing to come to see the old master at this time. Xiao Siwen said with some emotion: "I used to think you were reckless, but now that I think about it, you are the only ones who are still willing to follow me from the beginning to the end."

"Uncle Abudi..." Xiao Shi ran up to Abudi, crying with a bit of whimper in his voice.

A Budi touched his forehead, glanced at Mrs. Xiao, and said, "I have something to say to Mr. Xiao."

But Xiao said: "Uncle Abudi, you also think of a way to save Xiyin..."

Abudi ignored it, let Xiaoshi cry beside him, and walked straight to Xiao Siwen's seat. Xiao Siwen turned his head, ready to listen.

Suddenly, Abudi reached out and took out a dagger from his pocket! Xiao Siwen felt a cold light flash in front of his eyes, subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and immediately wanted to jump up from his seat, but Abudi's movements were too fast, too unexpected! Xiao Siwen felt a palm pressed on his shoulder, and a biting chill came from his chest!

Abudi removed his left hand from Xiao Siwen's shoulder, and turned to press Xiao Siwen's opened mouth just now. "Puff|chick! Puff|chick..." He didn't stop for a moment, and used all his strength to stab Xiao Siwen's chest more than a dozen times in a row.

Xiao Siwen's eyes widened, and he looked at Abudi with unbelievable eyes, his pupils gradually dilated, and his hands and feet were kicking and scratching in the blood amber.

Abudi's face and chest were covered with blood, he stabbed him twice more, and then he took a few breaths, and took his left hand away from Xiao Siwen's mouth. Xiao Siwen leaned back on the chair, his whole body was covered in blood, his eyes were wide open and his mouth was open.

"Dang!" Abudi threw the iron sword to the corner of the wall, turned and left.

He turned his head and saw that Xiao Shi had stopped crying, with tears on his face, standing there stiffly, staring at the blood covered Xiao Siwen in shock.

Abudi glanced at her again, took off the bloody clothes without saying a word, wiped his face a few times and threw it on the ground, and left the lobby quickly.

Not far from the lobby door, I met a servant walking quickly towards the lobby. The servant sized Abudi up and asked, "What happened?"

"You'll know if you go and have a look." Abudi said.

The servants rushed to the lobby. Abudi also ran away as fast as he could, there were not many people left in the Xiao residence, the guard at the gate was surprised, but he didn't stop him. So Abudi hurried out of the Xiao residence.

... Yelu Xiezhen was putting on his armor with the help of several subordinates, when someone came in and reported: "My lord, Xiao Siwen, the great king of the Northern Court, was stabbed to death by his fellow subordinate Xiao Abudi."

Yelu Xiezhen paused slightly, and asked after a while: "How could the person who killed Xiao Siwen be Abudi?"

The visitor said: "Abudi was interrogated, claiming that he was deceived by Xiao Siwen before, and he didn't realize that Xiao Siwen was a treacherous and loyal person. He was very annoyed and ashamed, and killed him to vent his anger."

The general next to him said calmly: "At the end of the day, the general sees that he doesn't want to be implicated by Xiao Siwen, so he will take the lead and claim credit."

Yelu Xiezhen took a hissing breath, recalling, "Abudi, I know him well, I didn't realize before that he still has such a mind."

He shook his head, too lazy to care.

Yelu Xiezhen didn't have many people around him when he changed his armor, but they were all generals in his new circle! Next to him was his half-brother Yeluhuer, and standing next to Yeluhuer was Yang Gun.

Speaking of Xiao Siwen's death just now, Yang Dagon didn't say a word. Only then did he say: "After the commander-in-chief goes out, if the Great Khan asks how to deal with King Song and King Yue, what should the officials say?"

Yelu Xiezhen looked sideways at Yang Gun: "What's the proposal of the Yang family?"

His words seemed to be testing Yang Gun. After all, Yang Gun and Xiao Siwen used to be close.

Yang Gun didn't change his face and said: "The king of Yue has neither strength nor bravery. He looks like a literati. He can plead for him. But the king of Song (Xiyin) is violent|tempered and bold by nature, and this is not the first time to conspire|rebel..."

Yelu Xiezhen asked, "What does the matter of the Yang family mean, to kill Xiyin?"

Yang Gun said in a deep voice: "Xiyin's father is the son of Taizu (Yelu Lihu), who has passed away; his grandmother, Empress Chunqin (Shuluping), has also passed away. Xiyin's wife, Xiao Shi, is Xiao Siwen's second daughter, but Xiao Siwen has completely fallen... Now I really can't think of a reason to forgive Xiyin, but keeping it is a hidden danger, which is really harmful and not beneficial."

After hearing this, Yelu Xiezhen nodded with a very subtle movement, noncommittal.

Yang Gun bowed again and said: "The commander-in-chief just needs to use his hands and feet this time to establish military prestige in the east, and no one will refuse to rule over all the ministries!"

Yelu Xiezhen asked: "Gaoli's army has already crossed the Yalu River, and the birth of Jurchen is also making trouble in the Yalu River's palace. Which side should the Liao cavalry decide first?"

A general rushed to express: "Now that Xu Guogang has made an alliance with Daliao, we should seize the opportunity to attack Goryeo first, to prevent Goryeo from re-establishing relations with Xu, and secondly, as long as Koryo is defeated, the birth of Jurchen wildlings can be decided without a fight."

Yang Gun waited for the general to finish speaking, and then said unhurriedly: "I don't agree with you. The Koryo army is backed by the power of a country, and it is difficult to achieve immediate results. In contrast, the Jurchen savages are just a group of fierce mobs, and the army can see immediate results as soon as the army arrives! The Kuangsheng Jurchen tribe insulted my Daliao princess, burned, killed, prostitution|plundered all evil, the royal family and all the nobles hated it, the commander first avenged Daliao, and his reputation is shocking!"

After hearing this, Yelu Xiezhen looked at Yang Gun with admiring eyes: "Xiao Siwen used to have to save the life of Yang Fushi, and thought you were a talent. In this point of view, I am very similar to Xiao Siwen. Yang Fushi is not only proficient in military tactics, but also has a good eye for strategy."

This sentence can be heard by Yang Dagon. It is not only an expression of love for talent, but also a beating, telling Yang Dagon that there is a stain|stain, and he must hug his thigh to survive.

Yang Gun hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you for your kind words, Marshal. As long as the Marshal thinks highly of him, how dare the next official not be saddled with others?!"

Yelu Xiezhen patted Yang Gun's shoulder meaningfully, lifted the iron sword, turned around and walked out of the big tent decisively. Outside the big tent, the sky was clear and clean after the rain. There were tents on the green grassland, and a large army of palace tents had gathered in front of them, with swords and guns like forests, and flags like clouds.

Yelu Xiezhen got on his horse, raised his sword and shouted: "The traitors who betrayed Daliao will tremble under the iron horse of Daliao warriors and beg for mercy!"

Countless knights shouted loudly, and the grassland was suddenly enveloped by a rough and mighty momentum.