The door of the Kaihuang Palace was closed tightly, and there were mountains of corpses piled up in front of the door, the iron eagle camp with golden armor, the iron forest army with black armor, and the Raksha army with red and silver armor. The blood flowed like a stream. It filled the ground, adding a sadness to the aftermath of the fierce battle on the empty square in front of the Kaihuang Palace.

With a sound of your Majesty's arrival, the remaining crowd spread out on both sides, leaving a passage in the middle.

The woman in the bright red robe led by walking past the crowd, to the gate of the palace, looking at the few remaining Liao people, and said, "I am Ling Qingyu. Ask Xiao Sui to open the door."

Gu Zhao stood up and looked at the woman in front of him with a moment of confusion. Is this the head of the house? The face has not changed, but there is no more lively life in his eyes.

The door opened with a creak, and Zhao Wei took a step back and let Ye Shiyi and Ye Po follow her into the door. The general loved the woman who was so willing to die for her. She was indeed a woman with the courage to enter the palace. .

The bright sunshine came in obliquely from outside the hall, and it was almost dusk, but the sunshine was brighter and more brilliant, bringing bright colors to the hall.

On both sides of the hall stood samurai dressed in Tiangangtang costumes. Xiao Sui leaned on the dragon chair on the high platform. The winding blood flowed down from the dragon chair, dyeing the white marble steps red.

The sound of the sword being unsheathed was extremely ear-piercing in the silent hall. With a banging sound, Ling Qingyu walked towards Xiao Sui step by step and said, "You ask to see me, I am here."

Even with the addition of the Raksha Army, the street fighting in the imperial city was still extremely difficult. In the last battle, the Khitan people had the courage to die together. All the people were soldiers. Just in front of the open palace, the Tielin army was damaged. There were thousands of people. At this time, Xiao Sui sent out a letter. If Ling Qingyu came personally, he would let his people lay down their weapons and surrender.

"You don't like to wear red clothes on weekdays." Xiao Sui supported his head, blood still oozing from the bandage on the wound, his voice was as calm as ever.

"This is my wedding gown!" Ling Qingyu took another step forward, looking at Xiao Sui directly in the shadow of the sword and sword beside him, and said: "Xiao Sui, enough people have died, do you want your nation to disappear? In history?"

Zhao Yinfeng's body remained in the yurt, with ice jade in it, with a happy smile on his face.

Why must there be sacrifice to advance? Why must death be necessary to solve the situation, why must the country be destroyed to achieve reunification?

She brought only two people in, but from the left and the right blocked the attacks of the masters of Tiangangtang all at a distance of half a meter from her. Over the past year, Tiangangtang has been continuously attacked by a master, and even an elder. They were all killed by him. If it hadn't been for the elder desperately to smash the opponent into serious injuries, I'm afraid there will be fewer people in the Tiangang Hall left here. That person is also yours, right?

Don't you dare to die? The head of the house, the men around you are indeed like this, but it is a pity, I Xiao Sui, I am a Khitan, and I am not afraid of death. "Xiao Sui! You are a warrior. It is only natural for a warrior to die for the country, but what about the women and children in the city? What about your children? Should they follow along and destroy them? The country can be broken, but the nation cannot be destroyed. Surrender, in the name of the emperor of the Hua Dynasty, I promise you that you will never kill women and children. As long as you put down your weapons, you will not kill prisoners!" Ling Qingyu said loudly, turning a blind eye to the fighting around him.

"I want my Great Liao Kingdom to surrender? From now on merged into your territory?" Xiao Sui laughed silently, and said: "The master, you said that the world is the most stupid talent to fight for, so what about you now? "

There was a bit of bitterness at the corner of his mouth, and he suppressed the soreness in his heart and the **** smell that surged in that moment. Ling Qingyu raised his head and said, "Yes, I still think so, but there has been too much blood on the road. So many sacrifices, even the most stupid thing, I must do it to the end, to bring the world back to peace, to allow the people to live and work in peace and contentment, to allow the land under the jurisdiction of the Hua Dynasty, regardless of ethnicity or birth. Everyone can enjoy peace, enjoy dignity, and enjoy freedom. This is my promise to the dead, my promise to the people of the world, and even more to myself."

Is this the difference? In charge of the house, you did not come to this point for yourself, not for your own ambitions.

"Zhao Yinfeng, is dead?" Xiao Sui asked faintly, and then he continued: "Whether it is Yang Zhao or He Li, I have misunderstood Zhao Yinfeng, and I am not wronged." To lose in people’s hearts, to lose in misunderstanding of yours and their hearts, I thought Zhao Yinfeng was agitated by those people, under the instigation of the people I sent, men, they are always ambitious. To be the master of the world under a woman and yourself, with his feet, he should choose the world, but Zhao Yinfeng chose you.

"Xiao Sui!" Stopped, Ling Qingyu frowned slightly, looked at him with a hatred that could no longer be suppressed, and said: "If you didn't plan to kill Yang Zhao back then, it wouldn't be the case today. With so many lives, how can you end it with a single input? If you don’t surrender, then we don’t have to talk nonsense!"

The people in the Tiangang Hall in the hall were already half down. Outside the hall, watching the Raksha Army and Tielin Army who were in the wrong situation rushing forward, Xiao Sui's eyes swept slightly, and he whispered: "Leave the green mountain." The old man was startled, glanced at him silently, and then quietly disappeared.

"Stop it!" The voice was not loud, but Xiao Sui's suffocation caused all the Liao people in the palace to retreat.

He stood up with the big knife beside him, and gently stroked his hand on the sharpened blade. Xiao Sui looked at Ling Qingyu with a smile in his eyes.

"Master, if you didn't bring us out back then, maybe this life would be another way of living." After a pause, Xiao Sui raised his eyes and looked at the sky outside the Kaihuang Palace, the blue sky and white clouds, the sunset and the sunset, and it was closed. When I opened my next eye, my eyes were clear and there was no longer a trace of nostalgia, and he smiled: "But I, Xiao Sui, don't regret it. As the last emperor of the Great Liao Kingdom, I don't regret it. Listen, tell them to let go Weapon, my Khitan is the son of the grassland. We should not be trapped in this loess wall. The vast grassland is our home. Go back and go back to where our ancestors lived."

The blade was resting on his neck, and he cut with force, blood spurted out, and Xiao Sui's body was still standing tall while the remaining Liao people knelt on the ground, relying on the big sword.

In April, Zhao Yinfeng and Xiao Sui fought at the head of the imperial city of Linhuang Mansion. After Zhao Yinfeng was seriously injured by Xiao Sui, he was attacked by the Liao people and died. Xiao Sui succumbed to Kaihuang Palace.

The Liao Kingdom fell.

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