As Chen Ao was about to leave, Yelu Dashi had to send him off to the landlords. Although Yelu Dashi didn't know the purpose of Chen Ao's trip, he refused to ask. He walked side by side with Chen Ao out of the big tent. The Khitan generals and Song army guards followed closely behind. Many Liao troops along the way saw Yelu Dashi sending Chen Ao out and looked around curiously. At this time, it was snowing heavily, and everyone was not wearing straw raincoats, and the paths in the camp were also stepped into mud, and they could slide if they were not careful.

"This snow will not end until spring. The weather outside the pass has always been bad. I just don't know if Your Highness is used to living here?" Yelu Dashi deliberately sighed, meaning that the Song people could not stand the weather on this grassland and wanted to take it into their pockets, but they were afraid that they would want to retreat again at that time.

Chen Ao smiled faintly, suddenly stopped and stretched out his hand. The snowflakes fell on his slender palm, and it melted immediately by the warm palm, and a ball of snow water ticked down from his fingers. Chen Ao said: "The country of Wancheng has high mountains and steep mountains and steep seas. Since this is the case, there is a prosperous south of the Yangtze River with bright spring, shouldn't there be a vast wilderness with low winds?"

Yelu Dashi choked by Chen Ao's words, a hint of anger flashed through his eyes, and he said with a competing hand: "This is not the case. The southerners are good at farming, the northerners are many herding horses, men are good at boating, and the northerners are good at riding and shooting. On the thousand-mile grassland, they have always been a place for various tribes to compete. If the southerners want to gain a foothold here..." Yelu Dashi curled a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "I'm afraid it's not easy."

Chen Ao smiled and asked back: "I have heard that northerners are good at riding and shooting, so I brought naval cavalry here to hunt. It's a pity that I have never met an opponent yet." These words were extremely domineering, which directly exposed Yelu Dashi's evaluation of the southerners.

Yelu Dashi's face was blue and white, and he was speechless, so he had to keep silent.

Chen Ao continued: "So, the southerners are not good at riding and shooting, but they just don't have a place to raise horses. Now I am enclosing land to raise horses and practicing cavalry. Ten years later, I have trained 200,000 cavalry troops. Who can match the world?"

Yelu Chuzheng was furious when he heard this and said dissatisfied: "This may not be the case. There have always been many heroes on the grassland. Have you ever said it too much?"

Chen Ao looked back at him and smiled coldly: "So who is the grassland hero today?"

This retort made Yelu Chuzheng ask. Today's grassland heroes, Chen Ao, are incomparable, and even the arrogant Wanyan Aguda fall into Shen Ao's hands. Who else can he abandon the word "hero"?

While speaking, everyone had already arrived at the gate. Chen Ao stopped, turned around, and said in a cold tone: "So there is an old saying in our Song Dynasty that those who know the current affairs are heroes. A real man should recognize the current situation and not be a mantis under a big cart, otherwise he would be too regretted by being crushed to pieces."

Yelu Dashi heard Chen Ao’s implication and looked at Chen Ao angrily: “What does your Highness mean?”

Outside the gate was a wilderness, but inside the gate was a silhouette. Chen Ao and Yelu Dashi stood at the gate to confront each other. Even the Song army guards and Liao generals inside the gate were faintly tense. The snow flew, and many Liao people saw the abnormality here and surrounded them. At this gate, they had already surrounded the third level of the inner and outer level.

Chen Ao was straight, with a heroic look in his eyes, his chin slightly raised, and he said in a proud tone: "This is what I mean. Is the king under the world the king's land, and Is the king's ministers in the boundaries of the land? In all dynasties, there are occasionally clowns who think they can and divide the land and divide the territory. But a hundred years later, the clan society is not protected and all the clans are killed?"

Yelu Dashi sneered: "Then who is the jumping clown!"

Chen Ao laughed and pulled out a yellow silk from his sleeve. It was the imperial edict sent by Yelu Dashi. Chen Ao threw the imperial edict on the snow and stomped it hard with his boots: "I am talking about you, Yelu Dashi! Who are you? You dare to be the king and the emperor in front of me? You dare to issue an imperial edict to me. What are you not a clown?"

Yelu Dashi suddenly became angry, and he suddenly understood the purpose of Chen Ao's trip. The Emperor of Liao could not bear this insult. Yelu Dashi laughed anxiously and said, "Everyone in the world says you are like the cunning fox on the grassland, but in my opinion, you are really too unwise. Do you know where this place is? Do you believe it or not? I will tell you that the head of your head will fall to the ground with my order."

At this point, Yelu Dashi has no possibility of showing weakness. When it comes to this, he can only turn against him.

Yelu Chuzheng snorted coldly, holding the long sword at his waist tightly, and pulled his hand heavily. The long sword in the sheath buzzed and half of the blade was pulled out. Seeing this, the Liao army generals and officers pressed their hands on the hilt, and even the Liao army holding spears in their hands couldn't help but become nervous.

Zhou Heng sneered and shouted: "What? How dare you do it?"

The three thousand lieutenants also pressed their swords one after another, full of murderous aura.

Chen Ao looked at Yelu Dashi disdainfully, his eyes fell on the Liao troops, and said lightly: "Yelu Dashi wants to do Wanyan Aguda, who wants to imitate the Jurchens?"

This sentence is full of threats. Wanyan Aguda has become a prisoner, and the Jurchens have almost been slaughtered. Although the corpses of the Jurchens have been collected under the Dading City, Chen Ao's thunderous means are still under the hearts of the Liao army.

Many Liao troops looked pale and couldn't help but take a step back.

Chen Ao looked calm and said to Zhou Heng lightly: "Zhou Heng, read my edict."

Zhou Henghe nodded, pulled out a pale yellow brocade from his sleeve, stood among the crowd, and said with his chest: "The imperial edict of the auxiliary king, Yelu Dashi and the Liao army received the edict!"

Previously, Yelu Dashi gave Chen Ao an imperial edict, but now Shen Ao is straightforward and announces his edict directly in front of Yelu Dashi.

The Liao people were stunned for a moment and confused.

Yelu Dashi understood Chen Ao's intention. A prince of the Song Dynasty dared to let the Emperor of the Liao Dynasty listen to the imperial edict. This implicit meaning would mean that he was not as good as a prince of the Song Dynasty. How could he swallow his tone? He gave Yelu Chuzheng a wink at Yelu Chuzheng. Yelu Chuzheng understood and shouted: "Rareless, Chen Ao, are you really bullying me, Da Liao, are there no one?" The long sword in his hand pulled out with a clang.

The Liao people were panicked, some drew their swords, some retreated, and made a mess.

On the contrary, the guards of the Song army were also straightforward. When they saw Yelu Chu about to take action, they drew their swords one after another. Chen Ao shouted: "You are the one who is arrogant. How dare you draw your sword in front of me, come and take it down!"

Dozens of guards forced themselves up like tigers and wolves to take the people. The Liao people finally reacted a little at this time. Although they were afraid of Chen Ao at this time, Yelu Chuzheng was his own tribe and the king of the South Court. How could he be taken down by someone under his nose? Several generals shouted and protected Yelu Chuzheng. The Liao army behind him began to surge forward.

The bloody battle was about to break out, and no one expected that the person who was still shaking hands and talking about joy had suddenly become an enemy. Yelu Dashi was already in a difficult position to get rid of the tiger. Although he knew the consequences of getting rid of Chen Ao, it was impossible to show weakness at this time. His eyes flashed coldly and he laughed with his hands behind his back: "It's really ridiculous. Do you really think that I, Da Liao, can you be slaughtered?"

Chen Ao smiled faintly: "Is it okay to be slaughtered or not?"

As soon as Chen Ao finished speaking, a rumbling sound of horse hooves came from the end of the hooves. The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, more and more, like thunder on the ground. Looking out from the gate, I saw black dots appear on the snow field. These black dots surrounded from three sides, stretching for more than ten miles. Countless flags were rushing among the black dots, and the ox horns were whimpering in the air. The low sound accompanied by the galloping of thousands of horses, shocking everyone.

Yelu Dashi's face had turned pale. He was a cavalry, a large-scale cavalry with a population of at least 100,000. Of course, he knew where the cavalry came from. It was these cavalry that defeated the Jin army's iron cavalry with a force of unstoppable force.

Yelu Dashi finally understood that Chen Ao's purpose in this trip was not to humiliate himself. His real intention was to force himself to submit. As long as he bowed down and listened to the imperial edict of the Grand Song Dynasty's Auxiliary King, the country of Dalia would end there. This cavalry was Chen Ao's weight, but this weight was too heavy, which made Yelu Dashi breathless.

All the Liao army showed panic in their eyes. The black cavalry was like dark clouds, slowly moving over, adding a bit of terror.

The Liao army was panicked. Not only ordinary soldiers, but also generals were shocked at this time and should not do anything for the time being.

Although the Liao people did not try the strength of the Song Xia cavalry, they also knew their horror.

On the far horizon, under the flags embroidered with golden silk, three strong horses stood under the flags. The horsemen looked at the Liao army camp from afar, and their faces showed indifference.

Li Qing had solemn eyebrows, his eyes were always staring at the Liao army gate, and he couldn't help but say, "Your Highness will not have any accidents, right? Should you rush over directly?"

Wuda smiled faintly, her burly figure was like a hill, and her shoulders moved slightly, saying, "No, Your Highness has a guard camp beside you. Even if the Liao people want to take action, the guard camp can at least resist a stick of incense. This time is enough. Your Highness ordered us to lead the team here to arrange the array, and we will arrange the array."

Gui Zhihuan, wearing a ghost face, said in a plain voice: "General Wuda's words are reasonable. The reason why Your Highness did not force his attack on the Liao people and entered the camp alone with guards is to defeat the troops without fighting. If the Liao people refuse to surrender, it will not be too late to lead the army to charge him again, and you must not ruin your highness's major affairs."

Li Qinghe nodded and smiled and said, "I'm too reckless."

Wuda smiled and said, "It's not that Brother Li is reckless, but that he is just concerned, that he is confused." As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at Gui Zhihuan and thought to himself, wouldn't this woman be confused if she is concerned about His Highness? In other words, she should be the one who cares about His Highness the most, why can she still be so calm?
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