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Chapter 496: Death of Sun Wanrong, Khitan Requests Submission

Sun Wanrong, who felt he was about to die, was so shocked by Li Jinzhong's roar that he opened his eyes wide.

"Brother, you are finally here..."

Sun Wanrong said something, and his breath became much weaker.

"Don't talk, I'll talk."

Sun Wanrong no longer had the strength to raise his hand and could only stop Li Jinzhong from speaking, fearing that he would cry and waste time.

"I'm afraid I really can't do it this time."

"After I die, you will take your brothers back to Guicheng Prefecture and do your best to protect the Khitan men, while begging for peace from the Great Zhou."

"After Zhao Wenhui's death, the Great Zhou will definitely attach importance to the relationship with the Khitan... They will elect another governor of Yingzhou. With the lessons learned from the past, the new governor of Yingzhou will not have a bad attitude towards us."

"We must try every possible way to climb back up the big tree of Da Zhou."

"Promise me...promise me that you will be loyal to me."

Li Jinzhong was already in tears and nodded continuously.

Sun Wanrong opened his mouth and looked at the other generals in the tent.

"You must assist the Khan well, everyone. Don't let your guard down."

"You are not strong enough to defeat the Turkic Dalha, so the most important thing is to return to Guicheng Prefecture as soon as possible."

"We have taken away enough things to last until the autumn harvest..."

For Sun Wanrong, who was about to die, the scenes before his eyes were like a revolving lantern.

He looked at some of the things that happened in the past few decades one by one, and it brought back endless memories.

He, Sun Wanrong, was born in an aristocratic family of the Khitan Daha clan. He had made great achievements decades ago. Before his death, he also dominated the Three Kingdoms, shocked the world, and protected the Khitan men!

The Supreme Khan treated him as his brother, the generals in the army were proud of him, and the Khitan people worshipped him as a god.

Although he suffered a defeat in Chongzhou, it still could not cover up the supreme glory of Sun Wanrong.

The revolving scene gradually faded away, Sun Wanrong's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the crying sounds in his ears were earth-shaking and resounding, especially Li Jinzhong's heart-wrenching cry.

At the age of sixty, Li Jinzhong no longer cared about his image and forgot that he was still the Supreme Khan of Khitan. He cried bitterly, grieving for his old brother who was about to leave.

"My people treat me so well, and that is enough for Wanrong's life..."

Sun Wanrong's consciousness gradually faded and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Goodbye, everyone."

Li Jinzhong cried heartbreakingly as he watched Sun Wanrong's right hand droop down and never be raised again.

However, less than half an hour later, the cries of pain in the Khitan military camp still resounded through the sky.

In the Turkic camp, Daleha heard the sound and came to the outside of the camp. He held the chevaux de frise and looked at the Khitan camp in the distance.

He heard the most heart-wrenching cries, and almost the entire Khitan camp was immersed in grief at this moment.

On this battlefield, among the dying people in the camps of both sides, there was only one person who could achieve the achievement of making the entire army cry.

Khitan Sun Wanrong!

The Khitan marshal who was seriously injured in Chongzhou, after holding on for more than a month, finally returned to heaven.

Bu Zhen narrowed his eyes, watched for a while, and said:

"Marshal, it's probably because the Khitan Grand Marshal died. He was fatally wounded in Chongzhou, and it's not easy for him to survive until now."

Daleha nodded and acknowledged this statement. He turned around and asked:

"The enemy commander has just passed away and it is a time of great chaos. We should have sent troops to attack."

"However, Sun Wanrong is a man of great wisdom and strategy. This Marshal is afraid that he is faking his death again. A rash attack would be disadvantageous to our army."

"So, which general is willing to lead a thousand soldiers to pretend to attack the camp to test the situation?"

Kirillon rode out on his horse and bowed.

"The general will go where he wishes!"

"Good!" Daleha said loudly, "You lead a thousand soldiers to make a feint attack, and then quickly turn back with just one round of cavalry archery."

"Yes!" Jie Libian bowed and returned to the camp to select troops to attack the Khitan army.

In the Khitan military camp, a general wiped away his tears, led his 3,000 soldiers and horses, each holding a bow, and chased out, shooting at the 1,000 British cavalry.

Jie Li Britain didn't get too close to begin with, and when he saw someone say it, he immediately led his men back to the camp.

"It seems like he really went there. He is indeed on guard against us."

Daleha breathed a sigh of relief.

These days he led his troops here to confront the Khitan army. Although both sides had wins and losses, it did not actually have much impact on the overall outcome.

Even though Sun Wanrong was injured and on the verge of death, he was still able to prevent him from completely breaking through the Khitan's defense.

As for now...

The death of Sun Wanrong, the Khitan hero, was a rare blessing for them.

After all, when we fight against the Khitan in the future, we won’t have to worry about being beaten by Sun Wanrong.

"Should we take this opportunity to start an all-out war with them?" After escaping back, Capricorn chose to show his intelligence without hesitation.

Bu Zhen shook his head: "No, if we start a war, our soldiers will be facing a group of helpless soldiers, and the chances of winning will not be very high."

"Well, what Bu Zhen said makes sense. Let them retreat. We can't keep wasting time like this." said Dalha.

If two countries go to war, it would be fine if the war took place on the border.

However, now they are fighting in Turkic territory.

Once the Khitans were short of food and clothing, they would attack the Turkic cities to plunder.

At this point, for the good development of the Turks, the only option is to let these Khitans get out and return to their homeland.

……

Luoyang, the capital of the gods.

The weather is still good.

More than half a month has passed since Xiao Qingfang was arrested.

It was a long and leisurely time. Li Cunxi, Wu Yanhao, Lu Dayou, Li Yuanfang and others traveled together to various scenic spots in Luoyang, feeling free and happy.

Especially Li Yuanfang. After Su Xianer decided to return to the Snake Spirit's lair to help stabilize the situation, he was as carefree as he could be, drinking every day and being gentle every night, not sleeping at night and not getting up in the morning.

Wu Yanhao was also rewarded with a house by Wu Chengsi because he was promoted to the position of Shao Yin of Henan Prefecture, and he moved out of the Prince of Wei's Mansion. This was also Wu Yanhao's way of showing goodwill to his elder brother. Of course, before leaving, he also asked Wu Chengsi for Lao Hei as a bodyguard.

Lu Dayou became a censor and had his own house. After much deliberation, he said goodbye to Di Renjie and moved into the new home with his sister Lu Xiaofeng.

Everyone was a person who did not attend court unless it was necessary, so they had a lot of fun together, traveling around the mountains and rivers, drinking and having fun day and night, and they were very happy.

The only one who was unhappy was Hu Jinghui.

This is the only general in Li Cunxi's small group who is in charge of military power. He also has to report for duty at the Qianniu Guard every day, so naturally he does not have much free time.

On this day when spring came and flowers were in full bloom, everyone gathered in Wu Yanhao's house and set up a banquet in the yard. During the banquet, everyone toasted each other and drank happily.

It was the wonderful moment of "I urge you to drink another glass of wine", when suddenly, the doorman came in hurriedly with someone.

When the man saw everyone, he bowed hurriedly.

"My Lords, Khitan Sun Wanrong suffered a relapse of his injury half a month ago and died in Turkic territory."

"Li Jinzhong presented a petition to Your Majesty, requesting to submit to the Great Zhou."