Chapter 1066: Empress Shulü, I Want to Challenge Yelü Abaoji

On the seventh day of July, the first rays of morning sunlight shine on the grassland.

Su Mingzhe left a gorgeous white felt tent with satisfaction.

Li Yuanjie, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately bowed and reported:

"Your Majesty, the Khitans have assembled an army of 170,000 and are preparing to fight a decisive battle with our army on the banks of the Huang River, a hundred miles ahead!"

"Shulu Ping is indeed a Khitan heroine, she is quite courageous!"

When Su Mingzhe heard the report, his peaceful eyes gradually shone brightly:
"Where are our grassland warriors now?"

When the Han army attacked the grassland tribes, they did not forget to persuade them to surrender.

Just to paralyze and confuse the Khitan's spies, Su Mingzhe arranged all the surrendered grassland warriors in the rear.

Li Yuanjie reported:

"Your Majesty, they are all hiding in the Yinshan Mountains a hundred miles away. We can reach them within a day!"

"Go and pass on the order, asking them to arrive near the battlefield. If we can completely annihilate the Khitans tomorrow, they will be credited with the greatest achievement!"

Although Su Mingzhe could lead 50,000 Yi Nu troops to defeat 170,000 Khitan warriors.

However, such a battle would be too brutal and the casualties would surely be heavy.

And once the Khitans wanted to escape, the 50,000 Yi Nu troops would not be able to stop them.

At this time, these talented and warlike grassland warriors can come in handy.

Eighty thousand grassland warriors came from more than a dozen tribes including the Uighurs, Dangxiang, Mongols, and Dilie.

Under the leadership of 50,000 Yi Nu troops, these grassland warriors will surely be able to display extraordinary combat effectiveness.

Maybe it could help the Han army wipe out the entire Khitan high command in one battle.

In this way, the Han people can solve the troubles on the grassland once and for all.

Two days later.

On the banks of the Huanghe River.

Shulü Ping, Yelu Deguang, and a dozen Khitan tribal chiefs all turned pale when they saw the 80,000 grassland tribal warriors following the 50,000 Han troops.

As the Khan, Yelu Deguang sat on a high chair and looked out. Seeing the tribal flags fluttering in the wind, his face turned pale and he could not help but panic. He asked his mother for help:

"Mother, the Uighurs, Tanguts, Mongols, Dilie, and Merkits have all turned to the vicious Han people. What should we do now?"

'what to do? ’

How would I know 'what to do'?
Shulü Ping now wants to kill her son with a knife.

If it weren't for that idiot Yelu Deguang who spoke up for those tribal chiefs, the Khitan army would have numbered more than 300,000 by now.

In that case, even if the Han army had the help of 80,000 grassland tribes, the disparity between the two armies would still be huge.

The Khitans are certainly not afraid of a war.

Now, the number of the two sides is 130,000 to 170,000, and the gap has narrowed to 40,000.

Given the combat effectiveness of the Han army, it was too late to say anything.

"kill!"

Su Mingzhe didn't care what the Khitans thought. Seeing the army gathering, he was the first to raise the long sword and led the army to rush towards the Khitan Khan's royal flag.

"kill!"

After all, Shulü Ping was a heroine who went down in history. Although she was frightened, she remained calm. She gritted her teeth, brandished her sword, and commanded her elite troops to prepare to confront the Han emperor.

The Pi Shi Army and the Shu Shan Army, a total of 60,000 troops, surrounded Shulü Ping and rushed towards the Yi Nu Army.

Those dozen tribal chiefs were very wise. They led their 120,000 tribal warriors to find the 80,000 Changshengtian traitors behind the Han army.

The fight between the two sides was like a huge millstone, crushing countless flesh and blood in an instant. The blood gathered into a stream, and soon dyed the Huanghe River red.

Yelu Deguang felt a little ashamed when he saw his mother charging into the enemy line personally.

However, he still sat under the royal flag.

Because he knew that there was no point in leading his troops to charge.

It would be better to continue guarding the royal flag and hope for a miracle to happen.

Su Mingzhe waved his long sword and challenged more than a dozen Khitan warriors. When he saw a female general in white fur coat appear in front of him, he was stunned:
"Are you the Khitan Queen Mother, Shulü Ping?"

According to information obtained by the Han army, Shulü Ping was nearly fifty years old.

However, this female general in white fur has tight skin and a beautiful face. She looks like a young woman in her thirties.

Shulü Ping had already noticed Su Mingzhe, the Han Emperor. Seeing that this man dared to be dazed on the battlefield, she was immediately delighted. She squeezed her slender thighs against the horse's belly, and with a sweeping move, she chopped the man in the waist.

Unfortunately, this woman overestimated herself.

After the two horses passed each other, Su Mingzhe was still sitting steadily on the horse's back.

However, there was no one on Shulü Ping's mount.

Su Mingzhe's arms were as long as an ape's. He easily pushed away the long knife that was slashing towards him. He stretched out his hand and directly carried the beautiful Khitan queen mother horizontally on the horse's back:

"Listen, Khitans. I have captured your queen mother alive. Surrender and I will not kill you!"

Su Mingzhe tore off the woman's battle robe, revealing the white bra underneath. The beautiful empress dowager, who had been so arrogant just now, was humiliated in public, and a blush instantly reached her ears.

Su Mingzhe couldn't help but laugh and declared his military power to the Khitans.

When the Khitans saw that their queen mother had been captured alive, they panicked and their morale plummeted.

The Han army took advantage of the situation and continued to attack.

An hour later, the decisive battle between the two armies ended.

On the Khitan side, except for Khan Yelu Deguang who saw the situation was not good and fled with his personal troops.

Of the 170,000 troops, only 30,000 escaped, 20,000 were killed, and 120,000 were captured.

Because there were too many captives, their number was comparable to the entire Han army (Yinu army plus the surrendered soldiers from the grassland), Su Mingzhe had to suppress the idea of ​​immediately visiting Shulü Ping and first "subdue" the nobles in the Khitan army.

Hundreds of Khitan nobles were picked out, and Su Mingzhe used mind control to subdue them first, and then he controlled the 120,000 captives through them.

At night.

The military camp was bustling with noise.

Su Mingzhe strode back to his tent and saw Shulü Ping, whose hands were tied, looking at him with hatred:

"Han Emperor, aren't you Han people the most polite? You can't insult me!"

"Empress Shulü, I don't mean to insult you, but to respect you!"

Su Mingzhe didn't expect that Shulü Ping was so stubborn.

He sat down beside Shulü Ping, untied the leather rope on her wrist, and then said with a smile:
"I have great respect for the Khitan Khan Yelü Abaoji, but unfortunately, I was born at the wrong time and could not fight him. And you are his wife. If I don't have a good exchange with you, how can I know the bravery of Yelü Abaoji?"

"Shameless!"

Shulü Ping rubbed her sore hands, with an expression of indignation on her face.

She has always admired Han culture, and she never imagined that the Han Emperor could speak shamelessly in such a high-sounding way.

Facing the curse of the beautiful queen mother, Su Mingzhe just laughed, and then instructed the other beauties in the tent:
"Go prepare wine, food and hot water. I want to have a candlelit conversation with Empress Shulü tonight!"

Seeing that the man was actually going to humiliate her, Shulü Ping became so anxious that she kept looking around, trying to find a chance to commit suicide and preserve her innocence.

But how could Su Mingzhe give her such an opportunity?

(End of this chapter)