Yelu Hongji hated himself, so much that he hated him!

He had calculated it hard, but he didn't. The Song Dynasty had seen through his layout and sent people to attack Yunneizhou... It was over now, the food was gone, the war horses were gone, and the capital to gallop on the grassland was lost. Yelu Hongji was like a poor gambler, losing nothing left!

What's even more terrible is that when he learned that Yunneizhou was gone, his men began to disperse. He continued to follow the emperor, and there was only one way to die. Every moment, someone fled. The emperor's will was no longer the supreme order, and the tribes that originally attached to him left one after another.

Yelu Hongji has only more than 20,000 people in his hands. If this continues, he will probably have nothing.

"Your Majesty, you can't wait anymore, go back to Yunzhou!" Yelu Yixin suggested.

"Yunzhou?"

Yelu Hongji was still a little hesitant, and Yelu Yixin said anxiously: "If you don't go to Yunzhou, you really have no way out!"

"Okay, but what if you go to Yunzhou? Yelu Ren is ahead of him, he..." Yelu Hongji is also a man after all, can he be so shameless?

You threw Yelu Ren in Yunzhou first, but now you can't move forward, so you come back and pray for others to take in... Are there any dignity? Is this what the emperor can do?

"Don't say it anymore. Even if I die, I will not go to Yunzhou!"

Yelu Hongji said decisively: "Reorganize the troops immediately and go north directly, and do not stay!"

After this order, Yelu Yixin's face turned dark. Now that he goes north, he is walking on the vast grassland. If he can successfully cross the grassland, reach the northern desert, or even the Beihai area, he will be able to survive.

But the problem is that they lack food and clothing, the grassland environment is harsh, and there are also barbarians who attack from time to time. Half of these more than 20,000 people can survive, but if one is not good, they may die without a place to bury them!

Your Majesty, are you really going to take risks?

Yelu Yixin disagreed very much, but there was no way. They acted immediately. On the way to the north, the number of people continued to decrease. It was less than a day before they walked out. Suddenly, clouds gathered, heavy snow suddenly came, and snowflakes like goose feathers covered the earth instantly... Northerners all have similar experiences. The more spring comes, the temperature changes, the snow will become more violent... Storm storms and snow is spreading, and Yelu Hongji had no choice but to camp on the spot, waiting for the snow to pass before continuing to set off.

From afternoon to the second half of the night, it took 5 hours, and snow accumulated on the flat ground exceeded three feet!

When Yelu Hongji came out of the tent, the world was covered with snow, and most of his men and horses were submerged in the heavy snow... Because of the rush to escape, there were not enough tents and food, almost half of them could only snuggle up with each other and use their bodies to keep warm.

Some people hid under the war horses to maintain their body temperature.

It was just that the heavy snow fell. In the second half of the night, the temperature was generally low, and many people were frozen to death in their sleep... More people were frostbite, their toes, fingers, noses, and ears, and they fell to the ground with a gentle touch. Strangely, they couldn't feel the pain... In just one night, almost one-third of the people were either dead or injured, extremely miserable!

The remaining soldiers were hungry. They slaughtered all the war horses, and directly put firewood on them, roasting them all. Before they could cook, they scrambled to eat and chew. It was no different from the hungry wolf pack!

"You guys are so brave!"

Yelu Yixin was furious and how could he go to Mobei without a war horse?

He tried his best to beat the soldiers, but the soldiers didn't listen at all. They were so anxious that they pulled out their waist knife and stared at Yelu Yixin with fierce eyes... Don't doubt it, they would dare to take action in the next second, slaughter him and roast him to eat!

At this time, why are you going to Mobei? If you have another snow, everyone will die!

"well!"

Yelu Yixin was so angry that he stamped his feet and beat his chest, and there was no way to do so. He could only run to Yelu Hongji's tent and ask His Majesty the Emperor for instructions.

At this moment, Yelu Hongji suddenly became an old man, with his straight back hunched over. He silently held the sword... As long as he pulled it out and gently stroked his neck, there would be no pain and no torture. He had killed many people, it was not difficult, it was really not difficult!

Swish!

The knife was pulled out and slowly raised it, and the cold blade reflected Yelu Hongji's face.

The next second, I could no longer see anything... I closed my eyes and raised my knife... The sharp blade was pressed against my neck. In an instant, Yelu Hongji seemed to be electrocuted, and with a clang, the sword fell to the ground!

"His Majesty!"

Yelu Yixin ran over crazily, hurriedly saved Yelu Hongji, and cried loudly: "Your Majesty, your Majesty must not be unwilling to think... The Han people said it well, keep the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood. As long as you live, there is hope. Your Majesty cannot leave!"

Yelu Hongji closed his eyes in pain. He was not as good as the Khitan ancestors. He had neither the talent and strategy to fight the world nor the heroic spirit of dying. He could only survive...

"Let's go, let's go to Yunzhou!"

After saying this, Yelu Hongji was already like a walking corpse who had drained all his energy. Yelu Yixin had to support him with all his strength so that he would not fall...

When Yelu Hongji appeared outside Yunzhou again, everything was too late.

The people of the Song Dynasty had already surrounded Yunzhou from all directions.

Another 50,000 border troops were transferred from the rear, and they cooperated with 30,000 imperial guards and 500 artillery to bombard the city walls in turn, Yunzhou was shaking!

Seeing that Yunzhou could not enter, Yelu Hongji had to turn around and run away. But he could no longer run away. From the direction of Yehuling, Zhang Feng led a large army, as well as Di Zi's men from Yunneizhou, the included barbarians, and the Khitan tribes, besieged Yelu Hongji, making him a turtle in a jar!

"It's over, it's all over!"

The army outside did not attack, but just surrounded them in the middle. Yelu Hongji understood that the other party was waiting for him to make a decision!

"I am ashamed of the Khitan ancestors, my ancestors! My child is unfilial!"

He bent his knees, knelt on the ground, and cried bitterly.

After enough crying, Yelu Hongji slowly stood up and said only one sentence.

"Rise the white flag and surrender!"

...

"Hahaha, Yelu Hongji, I thought you were a hero! I didn't expect you to be a coward! A waste!" Zhao Shu smiled very happily.

Wang Ning'an also smiled faintly. Yelu Hongji surrendered, and the opponent who had once feared the most in the Song Dynasty completely surrendered... This feeling was even happier than killing Yelu Hongji!

"Let him come in!" Wang Ning'an ordered.

Sure enough, Yelu Hongji stepped into the camp of the Song Dynasty, and every step he took would shout, "Sinner Yelu Hongji asked for a meeting!"

Every time he shouted like this, it would cause the Song army to laugh wildly and point fingers, like a monkey... And those tribes of various tribes that used to rely on the Khitan were shocked when they saw the Khitan emperor so embarrassed, and then shouted loudly. The grassland only worshiped the strong, and at this moment, the strongest was the Song Dynasty!

Glory belongs to the Song Dynasty!

Yelu Hongji clearly heard the cheers and mockery around him. He felt like a prawn roasted by fire... Every step was torment, physical torture, and self-esteem was gone.

Cold sweat flowed down his temples. The closer he got to the imperial tent, the more he bent his waist and the more cold sweat he had.

His clothes were soaked, and his fists were clenched again and again, and then he let go again and again. Finally, when he arrived at the position, Yelu Hongji straightened his chest and opened his mouth for a long time. The words were blocked in his throat and could not be said.

What is even more unethical is the monarch and ministers in the big tent. Zhao Shu brought a pair of chess and started playing with Wang Ning'an, with a stove, tea, and snacks.

"Master, how long do you think he can last?"

"Your Majesty, why not make a bet, I guess I can't hold on for a game of chess!"

"Okay, let's wait and see." As they said that, the two of them actually started to get off the carriage, horses and cannons, and the guards next to them were stunned.

You guys are really good!

Just halfway through a game of chess, a sound suddenly came.

"Sinner... Yelu, Hong Ji... apologized to the Emperor of Song Dynasty, and surrendered ministers asked to see the Emperor of Song Dynasty!"

After shouting, Yelu Hongji's legs became weak and he crawled directly on the ground. In the eyes of the people behind him, he was kneeling to the Song Dynasty!

The Khitan Emperor kneeled!

He kneeled down!

Yelu Yixin and other ministers also knelt down.

When the soldiers of the Song Dynasty witnessed it, many people burst into tears with excitement and cheered wildly, and the sound of long live was endless!

"Master is amazing, Yelu Hongji is too useless!"

Wang Ning'an smiled, "Your Majesty, don't be impatient, I will go out for a while."

The imperial tent door was lifted up, and Wang Ning'an walked out of it.

"Yelu Hongji, get up first. Before you apologize, I will take you to see someone!"

As he said that, Wang Ning'an walked in front, and the soldiers followed him left and right, escorting Yelu Hongji and other ministers. They left the barracks and came directly to the city of Yunzhou.

"The artillery stopped."

Wang Ning'an asked someone to bring Yelu Hongji to a mound!

He straightened his support to the city. Yelu Hongji looked blankly. The Khitan flag was still flying, but it was broken. Just like the city walls of Yunzhou, it was just that the Khitan soldiers were still stationed in the city, and they insisted on the task of cutting off the rear!

Yelu Hongji's old face suddenly turned purple and red. With excitement, he coughed and coughed out his lungs.

But Wang Ning'an didn't want to spare him easily!

"Let me persuade those who are still resisting stubbornly!"

"Let me persuade me?" Yelu Hongji was even more embarrassed. His hands and feet trembled. He didn't know what to do. After a long time, he couldn't bear the pressure and could only nod. A guard sent a big iron horn.

"City, listen to the soldiers in the city, I, I have surrendered...you, put down your weapons!"

The voice was even worse than crying, and it was no different from slapping the mouth. Yelu Hongji was stunned. Before the soldiers surrendered, the emperor surrendered. What is this?

But does he have any choice? He could only shout three times in a row... Suddenly, a person appeared on the city wall, and he ran up frantically with blood and smoke.
Chapter completed!