Destroy Jin and conquer Song, and carry the Northern Expedition through to the end

Chapter 487: Fortune Must Be Seeked in Risk

The Six Courtyard Jiedushi mentioned by Yelu Chenjia was the second-in-command of the Khitan uprising army. His name in history books was Yilawowo.

The name Yila was forced upon the Khitans by the Jurchens in order to eliminate the influence of the Yelu clan. Therefore, when the Khitans began to revolt, those who originally had the surname Yila changed their surnames back to Yelu.

This is indeed very common in the North.

As for the Hu people, they are careless about the classics and regulations, and do not take this stuff very seriously.

The Yelu clan was Yila in the Jin Dynasty and Liu in the Han area.

The Shulü clan was called Shimo in the Jin Dynasty and Xiao in the Han Dynasty.

It's a chaotic situation like this.

Of course, no matter what, as a Khitan with pursuits, ideals and ambitions, Yilawowo naturally attached great importance to this, so he also couldn't wait to restore the royal surname and called himself Yeluwowo.

Anyone who dares to call him Yila again will be whipped.

As his trusted subordinate, Yelu Chenjia naturally knew these taboos, so he explained everything to Wanyan Fushou along the way. Finally, he sighed and said, "How did you get here? If I hadn't discovered you early, you would have been killed by Xiao Liujin."

Wanyan Fushou naturally just nodded repeatedly, analyzing the current complicated situation in his mind.

Fortunately, when we contacted the Mongols, we only agreed on a badge and no letter, otherwise we would be finished now.

However, the reaction of this guy from the Yelu Chen family was so strange that Wanyan Fushou was a little confused.

It seemed... it seemed as if Yelu Wowo knew he was coming.

In just a moment, Yelu Chenjia and a group of people arrived in front of a general's tent. He asked the others to find a sheltered place. If they couldn't find one, they could rest next to the war horses to keep warm. Then he brought Wanyan Fushou, who was wrapped in a torn leather and had one hairy leg bare, into the general's tent.

As soon as he entered the general's tent, Wanyan Fushou felt a wave of heat, but he found that there was a bonfire in the tent with lamb legs roasting. There were several Khitan girls dancing on both sides of the bonfire to liven up the atmosphere. A big man with braided hair sitting in the first seat was holding up a wine glass and seemed to be saying something.

Several guests dressed as Khitans in the tent were also raising their glasses, seemingly in celebration.

Yelu Chenjia was stunned by this scene. The drums, music, singing and dancing stopped, and everyone looked towards the tent door. After a moment, the Khitan man sitting at the head of the table frowned and asked, "Chenjia, why are you here?"

Yelu Chenjia bowed respectfully and said, "Jiedu, I have brought the person I had an appointment with."

The first person was Yelu Wowo. He first glanced at Wanyan Fushou who was following Yelu Chenjia, then looked at the people who were toasting under the tent, chuckled twice, and then clapped his hands.

The musicians and dancers in the tent filed out, followed by several Khitan soldiers who came in and pushed Wanyan Fushou into the tent.

"The Chen family." Yelu Wowo laughed twice more, then pointed at the people under his tent and said, "Don't you know that the distinguished guests have arrived?"

Yelu Chenjia shook his head: "Since noon yesterday, I have been patrolling the surrounding area with my personal guards. I just came back today, so I really don't know. But..."

Yelu Chenjia held the hilt of his knife and looked at Wanyan Fushou coldly. "If these people are honored guests, then who are you? Are you here to deceive me?"

Yelu Wuwo laughed again, holding the wine glass and said, "It's hard to say who is deceiving us. What do you think, Zhaba?"

At this point, everyone in the tent was looking at each other in dismay. Only the leader remained calm, even having the leisure to down the wine in his cup. He then stood up, crossed his greasy hands, and said, "Jiedu, don't you know whether we are genuine? You've even read the letter from the Left Prime Minister, and we have all the seals and banners. How could we have forged them in such a hurry? And why are we trying to deceive you? Are we working for the Song State?"

Yelu Wuwo seemed unable to control his laughter. He raised his head and laughed out loud. After a long while, he said, "So, it's you, the Chen family, who have been fooled!"

Yelu Chenjia then drew his sword with a fierce smile.

Wanyan Fushou bowed and said, "Yelü Jiedu, I am also an envoy of the Great Jin. I am Wanyan Fushou of Hesuguanlu Meng'an. It's just that they are envoys of Shangshu Zuocheng Hesheli Liangbi, while I am an envoy of Cao Guogong."

Yelu Zhaba slowly turned around and stared at Wanyan Fushou.

Yelu Wowo waved his hand and said, "I can't tell the difference between this Duke and that Minister. Just tell me whose words are more effective."

Yelu Zhaba was the first to speak: "Duke Cao, he's nothing more than a prisoner. What guarantees can he give?"

Wanyan Fushou listened quietly to the other party's words, and then said, "Your name is Zhaba, right? Please continue. Can you tell me the name of Duke Cao and why he was imprisoned by your left chancellor?"

"This is..." Yelu Zhaba opened his mouth to speak, but then closed it.

This topic is really hard to talk about.

However, Wanyan Fushou ignored all this and explained to Yelu Wuwo, "My Duke of Cao is called Wanyan Yong. He is the elder brother of the current emperor, Wanyan Liang. Duke of Cao is a wise and benevolent man with outstanding talents. However, because of this, he is deeply feared by Wanyan Liang and is persecuted all the time. As a result, his brothers are all kings, but he only has the title of Duke.

Yet, though driven out of the Great Wall, Duke Cao has exercised benevolent rule, earning him the love of all his people in Liaodong. I even traveled a thousand miles from Shandong to help him become emperor. If Duke Cao were to become emperor, the world would be at peace, and Jurchens, Khitans, and Han Chinese alike would all enjoy a good life.

But this Shangshu Zuocheng Hesheli Liangbi was Wanyan Liang's die-hard lackey. After detaining Duke Cao, he brought him here and wanted to kill all the Khitans.

My Lord Cao couldn't bear it, so he sent me here to pardon all the Khitans, stop the war, and allow them to return to their homes, thus bringing peace. What do you think, Governor?"

Yelu Zhaba just sneered.

Yelu Wuwo looked at Wanyan Fushou with a half-smile: "According to Duke Cao, are you asking us Khitan men to serve you Jurchens again?"

Wanyan Fushou quickly ran his concocted story through his mind, making sure there were no loopholes. He bowed again, "It's to serve the Great Jin. We Jurchens also want to serve the Great Jin. The Khitans were harmed by Wanyan Liang, and we Jurchens were also harmed by Wanyan Liang. How can we not unite against the same enemy?"

Yelu Wuwo let out a long "oh," then acted as if suddenly enlightened. "I finally understand. You mean to get us Khitans to submit to your Duke Cao and support him as the Emperor of the Great Jin? Why don't you go find King Saba?"

King Saba was the leader of the Khitan uprising army, Yelu Saba.

Wanyan Fushou shook his head. "Yelü Saba is obsessed with the Khitan people's cause of national restoration. He even traveled to Western Liao for this cause. He doesn't care about his tribe at all. How can I persuade him?"

The Khitan tribes were distributed over a wide area, from the northwest of modern Hebei to the east of Inner Mongolia and Outer Mongolia. The Khitan tribes who opposed joining the Western Liao Dynasty this time mainly came from their original residence in the front of the mountains (the area north of the Daqing River in Hebei and south of the Inner Great Wall today). It was they who pushed Yelu Wowo to the front to compete with Yelu Saba.

"That's one way of saying it." Yelu Wuwo looked at Yelu Zhaba and asked, "How did you say that?"

Yelu Zhaba remained silent. Behind him, a man stepped out proudly, pointed his halberd at Wanyan Fushou, and said, "The Jiedushi's army is so powerful! Why do they still obey the orders of the Jin thieves? Why can't they establish themselves as kings and achieve great things? Wanyan Fushou, I, Xiao Bo'ao, have heard of you. You are a worthless person from Hesuguan Road. How can you understand the Jiedushi's ambitions?"

Wanyan Fushou frowned, wondering what these four people were up to.

Didn’t they come here to persuade the enemy to surrender under the orders of Hesheli Liangbi?
Why are they encouraging Yelu Wowo to become emperor again?
Even if Yelu Wuwo wanted to fight the Khitan rebels, how could he become emperor? By then, there would be no turning back. He would have to lead the Khitan army and fight the Jin Dynasty to the end.

What Wanyan Fushou didn't know was that in real history, after Wanyan Yong ascended the throne, it was also Zhaba who came to persuade him to surrender. However, after seeing Yelu Wowo's troops, he felt that the Liao Dynasty could be restored. When Yelu Wowo was already tempted to surrender to the Jin Dynasty, he instigated him to become emperor and fight against the Jin Dynasty.

This was not a strategy, because after the Khitan uprising was suppressed, Zhaba actually fled to the Song Dynasty and followed Li Xianzhong to participate in the Longxing Northern Expedition. He was determined to fight the Jin Dynasty to the end. It was also a legendary life.

This guy is a die-hard Khitan restorationist. In history, Wanyan Yong misjudged him, and now Hesheli Liangbi has also misjudged him.

Although Wanyan Fushou didn't know all this, he quickly figured out the current situation and immediately realized that no matter what plans Hesheli Liangbi had, or whether Zhaba and his gang had other ideas at the last minute, as long as Yelu Wowo had the ambition to become emperor, it was hard to say what would be the end of Wanyan Yong, but he, Wanyan Fushou, would definitely be dead!

This guy's mind was working rapidly. He frowned for a moment and then took two steps forward, getting closer to Yelu Wowo and Zhaba. He grabbed the torn leather on his body with both hands, bowed again, and his tone became more earnest.

"The governor was deceived by this group of people." "Oh?"

“Jiedu, these people are encouraging the Jiedu to become emperor, either by following the orders of the Left Prime Minister or acting on their own.

If it was the order of Zuo Cheng, it was because Zuo Cheng wanted to take advantage of the situation when Jiedu was fighting against the eight kings to wipe out the Khitan tribe in one fell swoop.

If we act on our own, it would be easy for the Jiedushi to become emperor, but it would be difficult to turn back. How would we resist the Jin army, which has been through many battles?"

Yelu Wuwo laughed out loud. "If I fight King Saba, the Jin will indeed gain the upper hand. But if I succeed, how can my Khitan army of tens of thousands be no match for the Jin army? Just relying on that so-called Left Prime Minister and Duke Cao?"

Wanyan Fushou took another step forward and said in a deep voice, "No match for him."

Yelu Wowo narrowed his eyes and asked, "How can we not defeat them?"

Wanyan Fushou's face twitched a few times, and his tone became somewhat dangerous: "I will prove it to the Jiedu right now."

At this time, Wanyan Fushou was about three steps away from Yelu Wowo, who was in the main seat, and less than one step away from Zhaba and others.

As soon as the words fell, Yelu Chenjia shouted: "Protect the Jiedu!"

Wanyan Fushou also shouted "Kill the bandits" and threw the torn leather on his body at Yelu Zhaba's head. Then he pounced on him with his hair all over his body and pulled out the envoy named Xiao Bo'ou.

The knife on Xiao Bao'ao's body was taken away before he entered the tent. In a hurry, his belt was grabbed. After staggering forward two steps, he punched Wanyan Fushou.

While Wanyan Fushou turned his head to avoid the punch, he also punched Xiao Bo'ou in the eye, knocking his head back.

"stop!"

"Stop it!"

Many people were shouting, and the soldiers had already drawn their swords, and Zha Ba and others had already thrown away their leathers.

Wanyan Fushou knew that he only had one chance, so he became ruthless. He grabbed Xiao Boyou's braid, pulled his head over, and bit his throat directly. After tearing it with all his strength, Xiao Boyou's screams were reduced to hissing gasps.

Wanyan Fushou pushed Xiao Bo'ao's twitching body forward, stopping Zhaba and others, and then quickly stepped back, but was caught by Yelu Chenjia.

"You guys..."

"Hold on the blood... Damn it, there's no hope!"

"The third child! The third child!"

Zhaba and others were furious. Seeing that the bleeding hole on Xiao Bowo's neck could not be stopped at all, they immediately went forward to kill Wanyan Fushou.

"I said! Stop it!"

Yelu Wuwo finally became furious, stood up and threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground.

The Khitan soldiers hurried forward and separated the few people.

Yelu Chenjia punched Wanyan Fushou hard several times, and then took him before Yelu Wowo.

Yelu Wuwo said with a fierce smile: "You bastard, do you really look down on me so much?!"

Wanyan Fushou raised his head with great effort, and with a "Puh" sound, he spat out his bloody throat. With his mouth covered in blood, he said, "Jiedu, this is what I wanted to say. Just as that dead guy said, our troops in Hesuguan Road are not strong, and I am even a waste. There are people in the Great Jin who are stronger than me as stars in the sky and sand on the ground. I dare to ask, how can the Jiedu's tens of thousands of troops compare to me?"

Yelu Wowo also calmed down. He first looked at Zhaba and the others who were furious, then looked at Wanyan Fushou, who was naked and bloodied, but still looked calm. His face twitched twice, and then he said, "You, you guys go back and rest. I will discuss this with my confidants."

"Zha Ba, I know you've been wronged, but you can do whatever you want, but you can't make a scene in my army!"

"Chen family, send one or two smart people to separate them." Yelu Wowo frowned and pointed at Wanyan Fushou again: "Give General Fushou a set of proper clothes and armor, so that we won't be accused of poor hospitality."

Yelu Zhaba and others were indignant, but they did not dare to make a scene in such an occasion. At night, Zhaba woke up the other two, and after a brief discussion, they took advantage of the cover of darkness to escape from the Khitan camp and then headed south.

It was not until dawn that Zha Ba and the other two pulled the reins of their horses.

The Khitan man named Cao Manao said, "Brother, shouldn't we go find King Saba?"

Zhaba sighed and said, "King Saba has great ambitions but little talent. He commands a large army, yet he refuses to restore his country in his homeland. Instead, he wants to surrender to Dashilin Ya, which clearly shows his weakness. I originally thought I could persuade the governor to do this, but the Jin bandits interfered. We can't go back, so our only option now is to go find General Kuoli."

Although Kuali was badly beaten by the Jin army, he still had some ability by gathering thousands of soldiers. The other two also nodded.

Just when Zhaba and the other three decided to go to Kuoli.

Wanyan Fushou, who had been worried all night, was brought before Yelu Wowo again.

Yelu Wuwo and Yelu Chenjia both looked exhausted, their eyes bloodshot, and it was obvious that they had not slept well the previous night. After seeing Wanyan Fushou, Yelu Wuwo said directly, "Zhaba ran away. Hey, thank goodness I thought he was a brave man, but he is such a coward.

"General Fushou, it's not that I don't trust you, but since you don't have a seal and your words don't count, how can you just leave the account unclaimed? If you have any concerns, let your manager come and talk it out with me!"

Wanyan Fushou nodded repeatedly.

"Chen family, give them food, weapons, and horses, and tell them to leave quickly." Yelu Wowo pinched his chin and said, "This place is only three days' journey from Linhuang Prefecture at most, and it will take six days to go there and back. I'll give you one more day to sleep with the Mengwu women to relieve your fatigue. For seven days, I will wait for you."

Wanyan Fushou's expression remained unchanged as he bowed and replied, "Jiedu, it won't take seven days. I will definitely bring you a surprise!"

"Okay, then I'll wait for good news." Yelu Wuwo threw an iron seal to Wanyan Fushou and said, "Take this iron seal with you. If anyone tries to stop you, just say you're on orders from the Sixth Courtyard Governor to look for water plants."

Wanyan Fushou bowed to Yelu Chenjia again, then turned and left.

Yelu Wuwo watched Wanyan Fushou's back until he disappeared from view. Only then did he put away his nervous smile, sighed, and said to Yelu Chenjia, "Alas, Chenjia, you say that a mediocre general of the Jin Kingdom, who only serves as a messenger, can be so brave and courageous. How can we defeat the Jin Kingdom? If I declare myself emperor, won't that drag my entire tribe into hell?"

Yelu Chenjia was speechless. After a moment, he forced himself to answer: "Jiedu, this General Fushou is definitely not an ordinary person. There can't be many of them in the Jin Kingdom."

"Let him be." Yelu Wuwo was somewhat disinterested. "Those Zuo Cheng, Duke Cao, General Zhining, and the Iron Mace Ten Thousand Households, which one is easy to mess with? Even though we have tens of thousands of cavalry now, how can we fight a tough battle? Let's just hope for a good outcome."

Wanyan Fushou, who was praised by Yelu Wuwo as a brave and heroic man, was instantly covered in cold sweat after he met up with the dozen or so knights under his command.

How can you believe this journey if you don’t experience it yourself?

"General, are we still going to the Tatar tribe?" a confidant asked in a low voice.

Wanyan Fushou shook his head, then turned grim, perhaps to embolden himself or for some other reason: "Go to hell, hurry back to Linhuang! If we succeed this time, we'll have made a huge contribution!"

As he spoke, Wanyan Fushou turned around again and glanced at the huge Khitan camp from afar. There was no fear in his eyes anymore, but a hint of deep greed.

(End of this chapter)