The dusty scout rolled his saddle and fell off his horse, hugged his fist and said: "Yang linggong, Bianyan city... Bianyan city has been broken, and the city head... The red dragon flag of the Great Han Dynasty is inserted all over the city head. His subordinates dare not stay more. Come back and reply!"

"What!?"

"Bianyan city has been broken. This... How is this possible?!"

"There are hundreds of thousands of forbidden troops in Bianyan city. They are the elite of the elite. The master came to Bianjing first. He controls the situation. It can be said that he is as stable as Mount Tai. How can he be broken!?"

These incredible things made people stay where they were, and they didn't want to believe them one by one.

Yang linggong, the golden sword, looked at the direction of Bianyan city. He was silent for a while. The long wind rustled his beard. He suddenly stroked the knife and sighed: "the sky is going to die song!"

Bianyan city was the of the Northern Song Dynasty... Heart, if even Bianyan city is broken, then the Northern Song court will be annihilated in the dust of history, and it is impossible for people to guess how terrible the strength of the Han army is.

"Father!"

A handsome young general nearby said in a hurry, "Bianyan city is broken. The top priority is to hurry to the capital, gather the remnant army and fight with one!"

Yang linggong, the golden sword, shook his head and said, "the officials rushed me back to Beijing to take charge of the military affairs with twelve tokens in a row. It was still a slow step. Even the division was defeated. Nine times out of ten Bianjing has fallen into the hands of the Han army. Even if I rush back to the capital now, it is useless. I'd better go back to the camp first, mobilize troops and horses, and then worry about it."

"Everything is up to my father!"

This group of people were about to pull their horses back along the way, but they saw a thundering sound behind them, which suddenly exploded in their ears.

"It's a cavalry!"

Yang linggong, a veteran of the battle, thought slightly. Naturally, he knew that this was the huge shock echo caused by the horseshoe bombarding the ground.

"Ten thousand people, excellent fighting and riding! Is this the cavalry of the big man?"

"Isn't the big man rising in the south? Where did so many divine steeds come from?"

From the sound of horses' hooves, we can hear so many key information. Yang linggong, the golden sword, is worthy of being the military God of the Northern Song Dynasty.

A few people only rode for more than ten times. Naturally, they would not go out and fight with the big man. They dodged into the woods beside the road.

Step, step!

Step, step!

The thunderous sound is getting closer and closer. It's deafening. The mysterious man's war riding finally shows a corner of the iceberg!

Next, everyone saw the most shocking scene in their life.

The iron hoof fell like a Thor drum, splashing frenzied dust all over the sky, confusing the dark sky

Under the moonlight, on the vast horizon, there appeared a group of tall and powerful wolves!

From a distance, it looks like a group of countless ants, coming in vast groups. Closer, it is a wolf more than Zhang, full of bloodthirsty and cruel atmosphere.

The wolf's hooves roared, and the ground began to shake. The hearts of Yang linggong, the golden knife, also began to shake. They saw the billowing smoke sweeping like a dragon!

Between heaven and earth, there are suffocating terrorist killing machines!

So fierce and powerful, who can compete in the world!?

Hoo!

Yang linggong of the golden sword took a breath, his face was dignified, and said in a deep voice, "go, go back to Dingzhou camp quickly, and prepare for the war!"

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Time passed quickly, and more than ten days passed in the twinkling of an eye.

Liu Hao dominated the Wulin, and the Han Army directly defeated the whole Bianyan city with unparalleled soldiers!

This news, like a huge stone, threw itself into the backwater of the world and caused an uproar.

Liao, Shangjing.

The session is under way.

"What are you talking about? The great song dynasty destroyed the country!?"

Empress Dowager Xiao stared at the Liao general with round eyes. She couldn't believe it. Her small mouth also opened into an O-shape. Her face was incredible

"Empress dowager, this is the letter from the dark son flying pigeon buried in Bianyan city of the Song Dynasty. His subordinates guarantee it with their heads. It's true!" Yelu, a famous general of the Liao state, saluted with a fist.

"This... This... This..."

Empress Dowager Xiao was speechless and didn't know what to say

Before she came to power, the state of Liao and the Northern Song Dynasty faced off for many years. The two countries competed with each other and won or lost. Most of them were dominated by the state of Liao, but they had no choice but to the Northern Song Dynasty.

In the Northern Song Dynasty, Yang Ye was ordered by the golden sword to garrison the border. He was a famous and handsome man, determined to be radical, stationed in Dingzhou, but was about to recover the sixteen Yanyun prefectures in the summer.

Now empress dowager Xiao suddenly heard that her great rival country had disappeared. It was inevitable that she felt a sense of rabbit death and fox sorrow.

"This big man is invincible, attacks and takes everything. He is really a hidden dragon rising to the abyss and reaching nine days. He can't be underestimated!"

"In March, we will wipe out Wang Qing in the west of the Huai River and fangla in the south of the Yangtze River. We will break Bianyan city one night and nourish the war with war. We have an invincible posture. The emperor of the Han Dynasty will certainly be the biggest enemy of Daliao!"

In the hall, there was already a roar of discussion.

The Northern Song Dynasty was subjugated, and the strong rise of the Great Han Dynasty, such as the sun, shocked everyone.

After a long time, Empress Dowager Xiao lowered her mind and tossed. She stretched out her jade palm and pressed it. The hall was quiet.

"Brother Yelv Xiu, at this time, the state of song has been destroyed, which is a good time for Liao to forge ahead in the Central Plains... You send people to spread news in the border areas, arrange public opinion offensive, make the morale of Song people unstable, and then wave troops south to fight the Central Plains in one fell swoop..."

Empress Dowager Xiao was young, but her voice was very dignified and unfathomable. She soon adjusted her mind and was ready to seek benefits for the Liao state in this concussion.

Brother Yelv Hugh was appointed camp manager, which was equivalent to the Grand Marshal of troops and horses. He was also respectful to empress dowager Xiao, and boldly hugged her fist and said, "I will abide by the Empress Dowager's will!"

"Liao people are wolves, while Han people are sheep. Let them tremble for the iron cavalry of our Liao warriors!"

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Xixia, Yinchuan.

It also fluctuated up and down because of the news of the destruction of the country in the Northern Song Dynasty.

The reputation of the emperor of the Han Dynasty shocked the Xixia. Even the Xixia Emperor Li Yuanhao stayed up all night after hearing the news.

It was slightly bright and in the palace, Li Yuanhao urgently called all the domestic officials to gather together to discuss major events.

Li jichong, the great commander of the Western Xia Dynasty, hugged his fist and said: "king, at this time, when the Northern Song Dynasty destroyed the country, it was a time of public unrest and shared the benefits. Why not send a great commander to lead the iron kite down to the Central Plains. At that time, the king doesn't have to live in a corner, so as to seize thousands of miles of rivers and mountains and dominate the world!?"

"Please order the king. The last general is willing to be the pioneer and kill all the Chinese dogs!"