Shanyang, the general's mansion.
Guo Qizuo, Yang Zaixing, Jing Ming and others had gloomy expressions on their faces, all staring at one person nervously.
This person is Dong Ningyang, the most favored disciple of Yanshan Liu Haichan. He is a Taoist master who was ordered to protect Zhu Li's family and stayed in Shanyang.
Now he has been recruited by Guo Qizuo, which is a good thing, as he was able to diagnose Yuchi Jin's injuries in time. Otherwise, Yuchi Jin would definitely not survive until Kaiyang.
At this time, Dong Ningyang was practicing full body qigong. His whole body was like he was sitting on an old-fashioned steamer, filled with internal energy. He was concentrating on practicing full body qigong to force out the poison for Yuchi Jin.
Black poisonous blood continued to flow out from the corners of Yuchi Jin's mouth.
Before leaving, old lady Yuchi left a little girl behind for her daughter. The girl named Douya was crying and wiping the blood from the corners of her wife's mouth, muttering to herself.
Sometimes she prayed to all the gods and Buddhas to protect her wife from harm; sometimes she cursed the Khitans bitterly, hoping that they would not die a good death; then she would start swearing, and although she did not dare to curse Zhu Li directly, she could refer to Zhu Li indirectly.
It turned out that he was brought up by Yuchi Jin, he is really brave.
Guo Qizuo, Yang Zaixing and Jing Ming, who were standing by, all had ugly expressions on their faces, but they were helpless and could only bite the bullet and pretend not to hear anything, as a young girl was slandering their master.
After a while, the blood at the corners of Yuchi Jin's mouth turned from black to red. Dong Ningyang slowly stopped practicing and stood up. He looked very depressed and his complexion was very ugly.
"How is it?" Guo Qizuo asked nervously immediately.
Yuchi Jin is not only Zhu Li's sweetheart, she is also Guo Qizuo's old friend. Guo Qizuo is very worried about Yuchi Jin's safety both publicly and privately.
As soon as these words were spoken, eight pairs of eyes instantly focused on Dong Ningyang, looking at him eagerly.
Dong Ningyang looked around at everyone and sighed helplessly, "An arrow pierced her heart, and the poison entered her heart. I used all my strength to protect her heart and she barely survived. But this time will never last, it can only last for seven days at most."
"Seven days?" Guo Qizuo frowned even more tightly when he heard that. After a moment's thought, he immediately asked, "Senior Xingchenzi, do you think you have a better solution? Why don't we send my wife to Kaiyang right away and let you diagnose her again?"
Dong Ningyang shook his head upon hearing this and said firmly: "It is true that my uncle's skills are more profound than mine, but we in Yanshan have inherited the same skills of saving the dying and healing the wounded."
"With my current medical skills, I have no solution. I'm afraid my uncle won't have a good solution either. However, my uncle may be able to keep my wife alive for a little longer."
After hearing this, the other four people had gloomy expressions. The little girl Douya was so desperate that she didn't even have the energy to curse. She could only sob silently.
Guo Qizuo glanced at Dong Ningyang and asked in surprise, "How could it be so serious? Hasn't the blood turned red?"
Dong Ningyang also glanced at him and said with difficulty: "The poison has entered the heart meridian and is spreading continuously. Even if I force out all the toxins I sense, there is still some poison lurking deep inside. Over time, the heart meridian will become rigid. I'm afraid that my wife..."
He had no need to hide anything from Guo Qizuo, Yang Zaixing and the others, and he told them his diagnosis results without reservation. Although he did not finish his words, the implication of his words was clear to them.
Jing Ming, who was listening attentively, didn't know what he was thinking of, and hurriedly said: "Maybe the general has a way. The general has cured the plague and Dou Wujing's wife. It is said that the general's method is very magical and can almost cure diseases."
Most of the civil and military officials in Shuozhou had only heard about Zhu Li's miraculous medical skills. Very few people had seen them, only a handful of them. Apart from the Five Classics Doctor Dou Yujun and his wife, there were only Meng Juehai and Shi Yan. But these four people all kept their mouths shut and did not say a word.
However, whether there is or not, this is still a hope. Upon hearing this, Guo Qizuo immediately made a decision and said quickly: "How about this, Jing Ming, you immediately send someone to Youzhou to report the situation of my wife to the general."
"Yes," Jing Ming responded quickly.
He turned to look at Yang Zaixing and said carefully: "General Yang, you must escort my wife to Kaiyang immediately. The Commander of the Shen Department is also in Kaiyang. With her medical skills, she may be able to cure her."
"Yes," Yang Zaixing agreed without hesitation.
After seeing off Yang Zaixing and Yuchi Jin, Guo Qizuo turned around with a gloomy face and said to himself grimly: "No matter who you are, I will bury you here forever."
"The tens of thousands of civilians in Pianguan County and the tens of thousands of soldiers who died in the battles of Pianguan River and Pinglu cannot die in vain. You dared to use poison arrows, causing my wife to be in danger of life or death. This is unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable!"
The cold and vicious tone frightened Dong Ningyang who was standing beside him. He shuddered and stole a glance at Guo Qizuo with a look on his face as if he had recognized him again.
He thought to himself that it seemed that this harmless Mr. Guo was not a good person at all. Those Khitan people could only wish them good luck.
In Shanyang City, everything is ready, only the east wind is missing, and the Khitan army is just about to arrive.
In the Pinglu battle, the Heshuo side suffered heavy losses. Even the recognized future wife, Yuchi Jin, ended up in an uncertain fate. It can be seen that the battle was brutal.
However, as the attacking party, how good could the Khitans be
When Yang Zaixing withdrew from Pinglu City, the Khitans attacked the city, but they did not gain any gains. The entire Pinglu City was empty, without even a single civilian in sight. In their view, this was the Han people's strategy of clearing the countryside.
After counting the losses, Yelu Oulisi, Xiao Xiala and Yelu Zuolu all looked gloomy at the same time. During the three-day siege, the Khitan side lost more than 40,000 elite soldiers, not counting the wounded.
They invaded Shuozhou with nearly 200,000 elite troops and encountered only two major battles, and the scale of the opponent was not large, but they lost the lives of more than 70,000 men.
Almost half of their elite troops were almost wiped out, which forced them to be cautious. The three of them were all worried.
In history, Yelu Oulisi was once the Prime Minister of the Southern Liao Dynasty, and Xiao Xiala was once the Prime Minister of the Northern Liao Dynasty. Now these two people have personally taken action, and suffered so many casualties. How embarrassing it must be for them.
What's more, Yelu Zuolu is a recently emerged and a rare and powerful general of the Khitan. This time when he went south, the civil and military officials were united, but the results of the battle were chilling. How could they not worry about their future
Looking at Shanyang again, they were unwilling to give up, so they had to rest in Pinglu City for two days.
On the third day, the Khitan army arrived at the city of Shanyang.
But when they saw the huge Shanyang City, the three Khitan generals were dumbfounded. What was going on
I saw the tall and majestic Shanyang City with its four gates wide open. Through the city gates, I could see the long straight streets in the city. It was empty. Except for a few farmers who were responsible for sweeping the streets as if no one was around, there was no one else in sight.
The wind blew, and the whimpering sound could be clearly heard. The three leaders couldn't help but wonder what the other party was trying to do.
On the top of Shanyang City, one can see three calm and graceful figures.
Among them, a man dressed in white as white as snow, with a long silk scarf, was kneeling in the middle, playing the guqin leisurely. The sound of the guqin was melodious, with the vastness of distant mountains and the boundless ocean, clear and passionate, all of which showed the heroic and unrestrained mood of the person playing the guqin.
To the right of the man in white stood a grim warrior with a ghost mask on his face and one hand on his sword. He looked cold and sinister, like a venomous snake that was good at lurking in the jungle.
On his left is a monk with a tall Taoist bun and fluttering grey robe, holding a sword. He is aloof from the world and looks free and easy.
The two swordsmen on the left and right both looked like they were about to fall asleep, and seemed to be immersed in the mood of the piano music.
Yelu Oulisi looked at the scene and asked with an uncertain expression: "Who is the man in white playing the zither?"
Hearing the question from the Khitan big shot, Lu Yong, who had been like a lapdog, immediately stuck his head out and said with a flattering face, "Sir Yilijin, that man is the first gentleman in Heshuo and the first counselor under Zhu Li, Guo Qizuo."
"Advisor?" Xiao Xiala heard this, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, "Could it be that this advisor wants to set up an empty city plan for us?"
"If you copy the pattern, you may end up not looking like a tiger but a dog!"
After Xiao Xiala said this, Yelu Oulisi, Yelu Zuolu, and even Lu Yong who were standing beside them immediately noticed something. Wasn't the scene before them exactly the scene described in the records
The four gates were wide open, and the whole city was visible. There were white clothes and feather fans, and a song of high mountains. Wasn't this the scene when Zhuge Liang scared Sima Yi away
"Hahaha, hahaha!" Yelu Zuolu suddenly laughed out loud, holding his stomach with one hand and pointing at Guo Qizuo on the top of the city wall with the other. He seemed to be out of breath and said, "I see, I see him, he is the number one counselor, he should be called, called the number one shit, haha, it makes me laugh to death, he is just copying and pasting, talking about war on paper, does he think that we will be as idiots as Sima Yi?"
"Hahaha, what brother Zuo Lu said is very true. It really scared me. Boys, get into the city." What Yelu Zuo Lu said went straight into Xiao Xia's heart. After hearing it, the latter immediately agreed with Yelu Zuo Lu and ordered his men to enter the city. He looked as if he was a fool. If anyone was really fooled by such a bullshit, he would be a fool.
Following Xiao Xiala's order, tens of thousands of Khitan warriors, howling, rode their horses and rushed towards the gate of Shanyang.
Perhaps it was this noise that finally woke up the three people on the city wall. The young man in white no longer cared about playing the piano. With a panic-stricken look as if his plan had been seen through, he stood up and crawled, and ran towards the city.
The two "pretentious" warriors beside him were also "scared" and dared not "pretend" anymore. They followed the young man and disappeared over the city wall in the blink of an eye.
Such a scene happened to fall into the eyes of the three Khitan generals. They became more certain that Xiao Xiala's guess was correct. The so-called No. 1 strategist in Shanyang was just a crappy liar. He was simply a direct disciple of Zhao Kuo, who was all talk and no substance.
The show of Guo Qizuo, Jing Ming and Dong Ningyang obviously calmed the three Khitan commanders. After their minds were settled, the three of them immediately urged their men to hurry up, and their expressions seemed as if they were afraid that Guo Qizuo would run away.