We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

**zhi rode on a docile packhorse and entered the city under the escort of his personal guards.

Suddenly, a series of deafening explosions were heard behind them. Everyone turned around subconsciously and saw a raging fire at the camp.

Jie Ming beside him grinned: "It seems that these unlucky Khitan reinforcements have received the great gift we gave them."

"Judging from the intensity of the fire, this thing is more powerful than a grenade." **zhi pondered, "That's great. They won't be able to attack us anytime soon."

Jie Ming sneered, "Serves you right! These damn savages, you should also experience the power of our mines. If they can't kill you!"

** Zhi gave him a strange look and said, "Why do I remember that among all the generals, you were the one who looked down on the people in the Gunpowder Department the most?"

"They say they're playing tricks on me, making all the noise and clattering every day, making people panic..."

Jie Ming said confidently, "The past is the past, and the present is the present. I will correct my mistakes as soon as I realize them. The worst that can happen is that I will go find that old man Chen Gui and kowtow to him!"

** shook his head helplessly, and the faint smile on his face faded.

Jie Ming only saw the power of firearms, but ** Zhi saw more and farther.

The two new types of firearms, hand grenades and land mines, have just appeared and have already demonstrated their amazing dominance.

A group of soldiers armed with grenades can easily defeat an enemy force that is ten times their size without even much training.

Firearms are still being improved, and their power will only become greater in the future.

The young commander has created a terrifying thing.

If nothing unexpected happens, firearms will definitely change the landscape of future battlefields!

By then, will all the military tactics I have learned throughout my life still be useful?

"General, the city gate is damaged and difficult to repair in a short period of time. Please tell me what to do."

The soldier's question brought him back from his thoughts.

"Since it can't be repaired, then forget it. Go to the city and find some wood and stones to block the gate."

"Here!"

"Explanation."

"Hmm?" Jie Ming withdrew his foot from the head of a Khitan.

"Go call your young lady, as well as your eldest and second brothers. We have fought Yelu He for so many years, we must go and meet this old rival."

**Zhi and Yelu He have fought on the battlefield more than once or twice. As old rivals, although they are in different camps and positions, they still appreciate each other.

Yelu He's command ability may be just average among Daqing people, but it is definitely the best among Khitan people.

Daqing was founded just ten years ago, and most of the famous founding generals are still alive. They are monsters among monsters.

In contrast, although the Fengtian Army had elite soldiers, the quality of its generals was still inferior to that of the Daqing Army.

They were all promoted from the grassroots level. They have no problem taking the lead, but they lack strategic and tactical vision.

However, the young marshal is tolerant and can use the barbarians for his own benefit.

If Yelu He could be persuaded to surrender, **zhi would introduce him to the young marshal.

After the few people gathered together, ** Zhi instructed the soldiers to strengthen the city defense and eliminate the remaining enemies in the city, and then headed towards the Guangning City Government Office under the protection of hundreds of personal soldiers.

I dismounted at the government office and walked through the long courtyard, which was completely silent.

"There's no one here. Did this guy run away?" Jie Ming kicked away the rotten wood blocking the road.

Jie An shook his head: "No, the city is under siege."

"Go inside and take a look." **zhi said.

Everyone walked towards a room in the deepest part of the government office. When they opened the door, a foul odor immediately hit their noses.

Following the sunlight, I looked into the house and saw a man standing in the house with a knife in one hand.

Jie An quickly drew his sword and stood in front of the enemy: "Who is it?! Get out!"

The man glanced at a few people, said nothing, just held the knife across his neck and pulled it back.

stab-

Blood gushed out and the man slowly fell down.

Jie Anren was stunned. He walked forward cautiously and took a look: "It seems to be Yelu He's deputy general."

**Zhi frowned: "There is someone else on the bed."

Jie Ming took two steps at a time and walked forward, pulling back the quilt on the bed. It was Yelu He.

Jie Ming quickly put his hand under Yelu He's nose.

There is breathing, but very weak.

"He looks a little dead." Jie Ming said, looking back.

Everyone looked at each other, speechless for a while.

"But there's still some energy." Jie Ming said again.

** said helplessly: "I see, I was wondering why the defenses in the city were so lax. None of this defense seemed to be the work of Yelu He."

"Let the military doctor treat him. Whether he can make it through this depends on his luck."

. . . . . .

"Yelü He underestimated the enemy, which led to our army's defeat. He should be held responsible for this!"

In the main hall, a Khitan civil official looked at Yelu Daha on the throne, his tone full of accountability.

"Please, Great Khan, issue an order to arrest his family and bring them to justice together!"

On the throne, a middle-aged man in his fifties had a calm expression, showing no emotion.

The middle-aged man is Yelu Daha, the contemporary Khitan Khan and the undisputed overlord outside the Great Wall.

This Khan, who was revered as a holy lord by the Khitans, was quite magical since his birth.

Her mother dreamed that the sun fell into her arms, and she felt something deeply moved. She asked the tribal witch doctor to take a look, and found that she was indeed pregnant.

When he was born, there was a divine light and strange fragrance in the room. His body was as big as a three-year-old child, and he could crawl on the kang as soon as he was born.

When he grew up, he was quite courageous and skilled in riding and shooting. It was said that he could draw a five-stone bow, shoot it with both hands, and shoot through an inch-thick iron plate.

Although these rumors cannot be verified, Yelu Dahe's life is indeed legendary enough.

Starting from a small tribe, he annexed various tribes along the way, and finally brought several of the most powerful Khitan tribes under his command, expanding the Khitan territory to its largest size in a hundred years.

If the Shiwei people further north had not suddenly risen to power, Yelu Daha might have been able to restore the former glory of the Liao Dynasty.

Although he was getting old at this time, his ambition was still there.

He slowly looked at the minister in front of him and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you saying that you want to punish Yelu He's family as well?"

"That's right!" the minister said righteously, "Generals who underestimate the enemy and suffer defeat will be punished by military law!"

"Heh." Yelu Dahe sneered, "Yelü He is my distant relative. Are you going to hold me accountable as well?!"

The minister's face turned pale and he quickly changed his words: "I dare not, I have absolutely no such intention."

Yelu Daha stopped talking, narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt a little sleepy.

The year before last, he led his army northward, but was defeated by the Shiwei people and had to retreat.

After finally recuperating for a year, a vassal king of Daqing arrived from the south and turned the usually weak people of Daqing into howling wolves.

The Khitans were attacked from all sides, and their health was getting worse day by day. Their ambition to revive the Liao Dynasty seemed to be getting further and further away.

"We can discuss Yelu He's affairs later. He is still defending Xiangping City. Punishing him now will only shake the morale of the army."

"Xiangping City is a vital location among the Five Capitals and cannot be handed over to the people of Qing." Yelu Dahe opened his eyes and said firmly.

"Order the leaders of the Yuling, Rilian, and Pixie tribes to depart immediately to rescue Xiangping City and drive the Qing people back south."

"The three tribes united and sent a total of... one hundred thousand troops!"