After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

Princess Wulitai of Zheng, who was recalled by Yelu Hongji, was lying on her back in her tent with a headache, accompanied by Yelu Liang.

As for her royal brother, he was taking the final step of the so-called plan with his guards and the 'Long Xijin' secret guards.

Looking at Yelu Liang standing motionless beside the cave, Yelu Wulitai curled his lips in indignation: "Brother Liang, I'm only one step away from taking Han Ming's head, why did you suddenly summon me?"

Yelu Liang stopped reading and carefully looked at Her Royal Highness Princess Zheng. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Your Highness, please don't address me like that. Besides, it was His Majesty who summoned you back."

Yelu Liang was Yelu Hongji's close attendant when he was young. He always followed him wherever he did things, so he was familiar with Xingzong's children and was loved by them.

"Brother Liang, you won't let my brother know about my situation, right?"

Yelu Wulitai didn't listen to Yelu Liang's words at all, and just lay on the couch and asked.

"Your Majesty is wise and powerful. Your Highness, it is easy to see your actions."

What could Yelu Liang say? He couldn't admit that he was the one who exposed himself.

"My royal brother is really getting in the way. If it weren't for the messenger who suddenly showed up, Han Ming's head would be hanging high on the gatepost of Nabo's camp!"

The rise of the theory of Wulitai seemed to be able to really solve the problem of Han Ming in one move and eliminate the future troubles for the Liao Dynasty.

Yelu Liang did not want to attack Her Royal Highness the Princess. In fact, facing Han Ming, it was impossible for him to achieve victory without getting hurt.

When Wulitai came to ask for information, he knew the plan of the youngest daughter of Emperor Xingzong.

In Yelu Liang's eyes, as long as it does not harm the Liao Dynasty and Yelu Hongji, he can do it without scruples and does not care about any reputation.

This included his subconscious guidance of Wulitai to get close to Han Ming, and even his expectation that Wulitai would sacrifice his life and die together with Han Ming to ensure that the threat posed by Han Ming to the Liao Dynasty was completely eliminated.

Yelu Wulitai was very courageous in accepting such a plan, but facing Han Ming's style and military strategy, it is unknown how much ruthlessness Princess Zheng still has left.

"But Brother Liang, I had a feeling at the time that if I dared to push out that knife, I would definitely die without a burial place in the next second. Do you think this feeling is correct?"

Yelu Wulitai was not a spoiled person. His mother was the famous Empress Renyi Xiao Tali of the Liao Dynasty, who was now living out her days in Shangjing.

Her parents required her to practice traditional Khitan skills such as horse riding and archery since she was a child, so her skills were much better than those of ordinary soldiers.

The fact that someone like her who has some means feels that she will definitely be killed shows how much pressure Han Ming brings.

"Your Highness, don't worry. The Marquis of Anyang is a master of both scheming and martial arts. It's perfectly normal for him to feel this way."

"You are also aware of the 'Dragon Sikkim' that I control. It is a mixed bag of people, full of all kinds of tricks. However, I have repeatedly failed against the Marquis of Anyang."

Speaking of his long-distance battle with Han Ming, Yelu Liang was now in a state of great headache. He and Yelu Hongji had the same thought: Why couldn't he be killed?!

"Brother Liang has worked hard too... hehe..." When Yelu Wulitai saw Yelu Liang frowning, he knew that the previous conversation had hurt the other party's feelings, and he could only smile awkwardly.

"Your Highness should get some rest now, as you have an appointment with the Marquis of Anyang later in the evening!"

Yelu Liang's words seemed to remind Wu Litai of a bad situation. His body stiffened and he forced a smile: "Brother Liang, can you please withdraw? I'm a little scared of that madman!"

"Don't panic, Your Highness. Han Ming is an envoy of the Song Dynasty after all. As long as we don't do anything harmful, he won't dare to touch you."

Yelu Liang was like a strange uncle who kidnapped a little girl, constantly comforting the princess who was a little frightened by Han Ming.

"Then I'll trust Brother Liang for the last time. If that guy makes any unusual moves, Brother Liang, you can't just stand by and watch!"

Wulitai was frightened by Han Ming's final "return of the knife" action and was a little afraid to meet him.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I will always be by your side to protect you..."

What else can Yelu Liang do? He can only coax the other party and force him to do something!

. . . . . .

While the two people in the tent were still discussing how to continue setting a trap for Han, Yelu Hongji on the other side had already encountered the second crisis in his life.

The first time was on the day he inherited the throne. At that time, he looked at the court surrounded by wolves and couldn't help feeling despair.

This is the second time, and this time, he took the initiative to expose himself to danger. Compared with the first time when he was at a loss, Yelu Hongji is now more confident and conceited.

"How dare you! You, a bunch of rebels, actually dare to assassinate me. Aren't you afraid that I will implicate your entire clan?!"

Yelu Hongji was riding on a tall horse, surrounded by layers of guards. Not far away was a group of masked men in white robes.

"Yelü Hongji, you disrespected the late emperor's will and proclaimed yourself king. You failed to appease the people and protect the country. Instead, you indulged in internal and external strife, alienated virtuous officials, and favored villains. You engaged in massive construction projects, wasting the people's money and resources."

"Speaking of crimes, you are the real traitor to the Liao Dynasty!"

The masked leader would not tolerate the other party. Since he thought it was a rebellion and assassination, he would be straightforward and lay out all of Yelu Hongji's crimes in detail.

As for how true or false this sin is, everyone has their own stance and ideas.

It just so happened that the assassins agreed with this explanation and even felt that Yelu Hongji's death was not enough to appease the public anger.

"Hahahaha, what nonsense! My succession to the throne is destiny. Who can find any fault with it?"

"Come here, kill them on the spot, leaving no one alive!"

Yelu Hongji placed his big hand on the long sword, and the crazy murderous intent in his eyes surged out without any concealment.

"In compliance with His Majesty's order, we must destroy the rebels—!"

The leader of the guard team drew out his sword with a swish and commanded his team to charge at the assassin in front of them.

"In compliance with His Majesty's order, we must destroy the rebels—!"

"In compliance with His Majesty's order, we must destroy the rebels—!"

"..."

The orderly shouts echoed in the wind and snow. Yelu Hongji's personal guards were the best of the best promoted from the entire Liao army!

Of course, in order to extinguish Yelu Hongji's red flame, Yelu Chongyuan's party also recruited a number of highly skilled warriors.

"For the Liao Dynasty! Kill!"

The masked leaders responded tit for tat, roaring out their slogans.

"For the Liao Dynasty! Kill!"

"For the Liao Dynasty! Kill!"

"..."

At this moment, the cavalry units of the two sides collided with each other and fought fiercely, like tit-for-tat and Mars hitting the Earth.

Blood, flesh, and broken limbs flew across the wasteland, gradually gathering into a trickle and covering the entire earth.

The military flag of the Liao Emperor fluttered in the howling west wind, and appeared particularly bright red under the dim sunset.

Yelu Hongji watched the battle on horseback, occasionally casting his gaze at the rolling mountains in the distance.

"This place is well chosen. It can be said that there is a basis for advancement and retreat. This Yelu Hongji has something."

Han Ming was wearing the same masked white robe as an assassin, lying behind scattered trees to observe the situation on the battlefield.

Originally, he didn't want to join in the fun at all, so as not to get himself into trouble.

However, considering this God-given opportunity, I would feel unhappy if I didn't give Yelu Hongji a chance to attack.

Thinking about the fact that he had to fight wits and courage with this damn guy every day since he came to the Liao Kingdom, and that if he was not careful, he would end up dead, Han became furious.

Outsiders all see the open-minded side of Mr. Han, but in fact, he, Han Jingyuan, is the most damn narrow-minded. If he doesn't give the other party this opportunity to take revenge, how can he be worthy of himself!

Han Ming did what he said. He gathered his emotions, slowly stood up and leaned against a bare dead tree, then drew his bow and arrow, aiming at Yelu Hongji who was riding on a horse.

After feeling the wind direction a little, Han Ming immediately raised his hand gesture slightly and shot an arrow.

The scene was in chaos, with shouts and cries of killing deafening the sky. In addition, the flying winter snow blocked the view. No one thought that there was an "expert" who could launch a sneak attack with a bow and arrow hundreds of meters away.

The arrow streaked across the sky like a meteor, blowing away all the wind and snow along the way, and approached Yelu Hongji with a ferocious force.

Yelu Hongji, who was already very vigilant, immediately realized that someone was attacking him. He quickly hid in his stirrups and swept his cloak to avoid the arrow.

Before he could react and shout "Help!", three bullets rushed towards his head, throat, and heart one after another.

Yelu Hongji jumped up and dodged the arrows aimed at his head and throat, then twisted his body in the air to make the last arrow feather stay away from his heart.

As a result, this arrow was just a detection arrow for measuring position. The fifth arrow that followed carried infinite force and fiercely pierced into Yelu Hongji's chest.

"Boom——!"

Yelu Hongji's tall body fell from his horse, and the sound echoed throughout the wilderness. Everyone looked at the fallen emperor in horror.

“Help—!”

“Help—!”

“Help—!”

"..."

The leader of the guards roared, and the ambush troops who were waiting for Yelu Hongji's signal immediately swarmed in from all directions to protect their emperor.

The scene was in complete chaos. Han Ming looked at the increasingly dark sky and the howling snow and wind, and couldn't help but grin. "Don't worry, this arrow won't kill you. I'm counting on you to fight Chongyuan and his gang!"

His words drifted away in the air along with the wind and snow, and his figure and traces were completely erased by the power of heaven and earth...