Then, he dragged the bedding and silk, and without waiting for the fire to come, he added a fire to the room himself. Then he felt his ribs, stabbed his heart with all his strength, and endured the severe pain, lying with his head back beside the two concubines.
The fire spread completely in a moment, and the last ruling prince of the Jin Dynasty managed to retain one ear without turning into ashes.
On the other side, Wanyan Hela rushed out of the core camp where he lived. At first, he was full of heroism and depression. He just wanted to rescue his uncle and then go back to see Wanyan Xiyin and others.
However, the huge camp was filled with chaotic soldiers, looting and killing. He carried the emperor's flag and led hundreds of Hezhameng'ans, but no one could hear his words and no one could see his flag clearly.
Not only that, the chaos and darkness seriously stimulated and affected his troops.
People disappear every moment... They are not necessarily fleeing on purpose, but more often they fall behind in a daze, or find it difficult to turn back after a fork in the road, or they suddenly encounter a small group of rebel soldiers and lose track of where they are after a hasty fight.
Wanyan Hela quickly understood the meaning of Xi Yin's previous reminder, but firstly, he was still angry, secondly, he really wanted to save his uncle, and thirdly, although there was chaos in the camp, there was a fire in Wanyan Oben's camp, so he didn't know where to go.
The price he paid for this was that when he approached the burning camp, there were only a hundred people left by his side.
However, even so, because of the status of the king and the open declaration, it still caused panic and loss of control among the "Khitan bandits".
Of course, Hela soon noticed the weirdness in this so-called Khitan bandit army... and similar to Erlubu's previous reaction, although he had guessed it long ago, after seeing some people near the fire with his own eyes, he still felt his scalp tingling and his feet weak, and he began to shake on his horse for a while.
"It's the King!"
In the chaos, someone turned around in panic and found his accomplice. "What should I do? He saw me, and I didn't wear a mask!"
"If that's the case, we can't just let it go this time... We killed Oben, just like he killed his father... Can we think of anything else?!" Someone always maintained a cruel calm. "Tonight is not like Yanjing!"
"My son is right."
The other person gritted his teeth, then put on a mask and was about to move forward to meet him.
"Father, please wait a moment. The son hides for the father. Please let the son do the regicide for the father!"
The man who had been a little calmer before took the initiative to grab his father, then took the other's helmet with a mask, jumped on the horse, and galloped towards him wearing only a light leather armor.
"Lord!"
After a while, Hela was trying to shout to drive away the thieves and promised to put out the fire and forgive their sins. Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind him. He turned around and saw the familiar man waving a war hammer and coming towards him.
The two sides met on horseback, and the war hammer smashed down with the help of the horse's momentum. He La hurriedly used his bow to block it, but still fell off his horse on the spot.
Then, the man ran away in a hurry and disappeared into the night.
Amidst the greater chaos, Hela stared at the familiar figure walking away, still unable to believe it... but there was no need to believe it... Just when several Heza Meng'ans tried to dismount to rescue the king, dozens of well-prepared riders swarmed in and dispersed the rescue troops. Among them, several riders, in order, did not hesitate to rein in their horses in front of Hela, lifted their horses' front hooves high, and then stepped down heavily again.
This happened repeatedly, and he finally escaped.
There were raging fires, the air was filled with smoke, the dust was blown away, and the water was flowing like ink.
Before dawn, the Khitan bandits fled upstream, shouting the news that Wanyan Hela and Wanyan Woben had been killed.
Starting from dawn, Jin Dynasty Prime Minister Wanyan Xiyin waited for many people and many messages one after another.
The first to come were Hesheli Taiyu and his son, Wanyan Talai and Wanyan Yinshuke, who came with the "remnants of their tribe". They reported their hard work in assisting the eldest prince in the battle last night, and mentioned that Wanyan Woben might have died in the battle, and then asked in a vague way about the whereabouts of the king.
Secondly, a soldier brought the corpse of King Hela... The corpse had been trampled into a pulp, and the only reference was the candidate's armor and certain other features.
Although Xi Yin remained silent for a long time, he did not show too much grief, and even allowed the first group of people to doubt the corpse.
The one who cried the most was Queen Peiman, followed by Wulinda Zanmo.
Soon, the third group of people arrived... This time, they were Wanyan Oben's son Digunai and General Pucha Huzhan and their remnants.
"I know who did what happened last night!"
Digunai, who was in a mess, came to the courtyard, took out a human ear from his arms, and placed it next to the corpse of the king Hela. "My father made this matter clear before he died! Please ask Xi Yin Xianggong, the queen and several generals to make the decision for me and avenge the king!"
Wanyan Xiyin looked at the other person in silence, his eyes full of bloodshot.
Hesheli Taiyu and his son, Wanyan Talan and Wanyan Yinshuke all looked at Digunai in silence, waiting for him to continue.
"There were many people who killed the king and my father last night, but my father can only identify two people." Wanyan Digunai swept his eyes over everyone in the courtyard, and finally stared at one of them fiercely. His expression was so ferocious that blood oozed from his dry lips. "It should be Prime Minister Qin Hui who planned and instigated Yelu Ma Wu to do it!"
Everyone was stunned.
Even Xi Yin was stunned for a moment.
Qin Hui was in a trance for a moment before blurting out: "Your Highness is ridiculous! Why would I kill the king?"
"The Song government promised that your position as prime minister would remain unchanged after the peace talks, but my father is the biggest obstacle to the peace talks, and the king regards my father as his own father, and will never allow the peace talks to be made easily!" Wanyan Digunai answered seriously. "Isn't that enough?"
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