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  At night, Chen Yuan went to see Yelü Hongji. Yelü Hongji's military account was in the center of the entire camp, with four guards, two accompanying him sleeping inside the account, and the other two guarding the door. No matter who wanted to enter, they had to undergo strict checks, which was a rule that also related to the life and death of these four guards.

  "Brother Chen, I'm really sorry, but duty calls." Xiao Huwei's words were polite, but his hand had already grasped onto Chen Yuan's clothes.

  Inside came Ye Lu Hongji's voice: "What are you doing? Even General Liu and Chen Shimei believe it?"

  Xiao Huwei's hand stopped on Chen Yuan's body, and his face was somewhat embarrassed.

  Chen Yuan smiled: "Xiao Huwei's search is no problem, for the safety of the prince and our own safety, these are all necessary things to do."

  Xiao Huwei nodded and patted Chen Yuan's shoulder with his hand, saying: "Thank you, Brother Chen, for understanding. This trip really can't be taken lightly."

  Chen Yuan lowered his voice and whispered in his ear, "That's natural. If something happens to the person inside, we can stay in Changbai Mountain as savages, but our families will suffer."

  Xiao Huwei let out a deep sigh as he met someone who understood him, nodded and smiled wistfully: "Brother Chen isn't from the south? How come you also have family in Yanjing?"

  Chen Yuan said: "I'm just thinking ahead, actually I'm even more afraid. My business in Yanjing has just started, if something happens, I'll lose everything."

  Chen Yuan's business was booming in Yanjing, Xiao Huwei had heard of it long ago, and he nodded with a glance: "Well, they're all the same, Brother Chen can go in."

  Chen Yuan said in a huff: "If there's a way to avoid going to Changbai Mountain, that would be great."

  Xiao Huwei also thought he was just venting his frustration and followed up by saying, "Isn't that right? If there's a way out, the ghost would be willing to run this errand."

  Chen Yuan heard this answer, stepped into Yelü Hongji's big account, lifted the door curtain and took a look. Yelü Hongji was leaning on the table with Liu Fang, looking at the map, as if thinking about something.

  "Chen Shimei, can you read maps?"

  This sentence made Chen Yuan feel disdained! What map can't he understand? He has seen the world map! He has also seen professional military maps of the 21st century.

  He leaned in and looked at it for a while before understanding that this was a topographic map of the Changbai Mountains area. There were many small dots on it, which should be the gathering places of those Jurchen people, and the areas surrounded by circles should be the occupied areas.

  Yelü Hongji's face was somewhat tense: "Chen Shimei, how dare we fight this battle?"

  Chen Yuan shook his head: "I'm not a general, the battle is still better for General Liu Fang to take charge of, that's what he's good at. My task is to take care of the prince's safety all the way, and I don't think I can handle the battle even if I want to. By the way, Your Highness, which tribes are those rebel troops composed of, do you know what the leader's name is?"

  Yelü Hongji said: "This I do know something about, the Jurchen tribe has over a million people. In the south they start from the Yalu River and Changbai Mountains area, in the north they reach the middle reaches of the Heilongjiang River, and to the east they border the coast. Those living between Xian Prefecture northeast to the Shuangmiao River, with the Huifa River basin as the center are called 'Huihu', these Jurchen people mostly already identify with us, so we call them familiar Jurchens; those living north of the Songhua River, northeast of Ningjiang Prefecture, all the way to the middle and lower reaches of the Heilongjiang River are called 'raw Jurchens'; those living east of the Ussuri River near the East Sea are called Donghai Jurchens."

  Chen Yuan looked at Yelü Hongji, who thought Chen Yuan didn't believe him and suddenly had a frightened look on his face. What he feared most was others doubting him. If Chen Yuan asked another sentence: "You've never been here before, how did you know?"

  Nayer thought that these might all be wrong immediately.

  But Chen Yuan didn't say that. After looking at Yelü Hongji for a while, he opened his mouth and said: "The prince is really great! How did you know so much?"

  This sentence obviously gave Yelü Hongji great encouragement, and a smile appeared on his face. Without explanation, he continued: "The ones who made the disturbance this time are the Jurchen people from the Changbai Mountains area. Our policy towards the Jurchen tribe is to implement 'divide and rule'. We use various means to move their powerful clans and big families to the Liaodong Peninsula, incorporate them into the Khitan nationality, and make them become assimilated Jurchens. However, the relocation process was not smooth, so many Jurchen people were unwilling to relocate, which is also the reason for this riot."

  Chen Yuan gave him a thumbs up: "Your Highness, I really have a new opinion of you. Which tribe do you think is behind this rebellion?"

  Yelü Hongji's face was filled with a bright smile: "Mainly the Wuta tribe, the Aotun tribe, and the Wugulun tribe."

  It's not extremely difficult to pry into the military secrets of the soldiers. As the commander-in-chief, Yelü Hongji is definitely aware of it.

  But Chen Yuan led him to say one by one, and his confidence and fighting spirit, which had been buried in his heart, showed a little sign again.

  Looking at Yelü Hongji's expression, Chen Yuan didn't know whether helping him establish self-confidence would have any impact on the disputes between the two countries of Liao and Song, nor did he care about these things.

  He now thinks that such a child should not lack confidence and should not be labeled as "useless" too early.

  Chen Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Let's do it this way. We'll wait until we get to Huang Long Fu and observe the situation before making a decision. What I mean is, if the situation really doesn't look good, Your Highness, we can think of other ways together, okay?"

  He asked if it was good or not, and Yelü Hongji nodded quickly. From childhood to adulthood, Chen Yuan was the first person to say to Yelü Hongji: "Let's think of a way together."

  Chen Yuanshu's words were just a casual remark, intended to shift the responsibility away from himself. He never expected that this sentence would touch Ye Luhongji's immature heart more than any other.

  His eyes glanced at the guards beside him, and as his gaze swept over them, the two guards also nodded involuntarily. Chen Yuan smiled to himself, everything was ready, all that was missing was for the Jurchen woman to come and intimidate them a bit.

  A thousand miles away, between the white mountains and black earth, a massacre has just ended.

  Hundreds of Liao soldiers' corpses were lying on the ground, a group of men wearing animal hides and holding iron forks were pulling off the clothes of those Liao soldiers to try them on.

  If it's too big, just tighten it a bit. If it's too small, that's okay. Tear the middle open and wear it as a vest. They seem to have completely forgotten to take their own unwearable clothes to try on with their companions, or see if they themselves can wear the clothes in their companions' hands.

  A middle-aged man dressed as a Liao person walked quickly through the crowd, shouting: "Take away all the food and clothing, those that can't be eaten or worn give to me, I'll exchange them for wine!"

  Sometimes people would bring him large and small pieces of gold and silver, but a big piece of silver could only be exchanged for a big jar of wine.

  The man was busy with a smile on his face.

  A large hand grasped his collar and lifted him up gently. The man was greatly startled, turned his head to look back, and hurriedly said: "Utagawa Hiro, what are you doing again?"

  A big hand put him on the ground, two copper bell-like eyes staring at him: "The crown prince of Liao really came?"

  That man nodded: "Not the Crown Prince, but a Royal Son!"

  Wutaibei smiled: "It's all the same, isn't it worth a lot of money to come? If I catch him, will the Emperor of Liao State agree to my request?"

  That man looked at this head with contempt: "If you catch it, let alone one hundred carts of grain to spend the winter, even if you want a Yellow Dragon Mansion, it's not a problem!"

  As soon as they heard this, the female Zhen people immediately gathered around. They had not yet thought of overthrowing the Liao State's regime; their riot was merely to plunder some grain from the Liao State, so that they could make it through the winter in the mountains.

  This year's weather is very cold, and although it has not yet reached the depths of winter, it is already difficult to hunt for prey. The Jurchen people have always lived like this, hunting when there is prey, and attacking the Liao country when there isn't.

  Just like the Liao people who went to war with the Song Dynasty when they had nothing to eat.

  This method continued until Wanyan Aguda, a brilliant and resourceful Jurchen, realized that it was all about grabbing, so he might as well grab everything at once.

  It's said that a prince of Liao can exchange for a Huanglong Mansion, which makes these Jurchen people's eyes shine with golden light, and they rub their fists and palms.

  The Liao merchant continued, "Let's make one thing clear: although the prince is accompanied by a group of old and weak soldiers, he still has behind him the brave and warlike Princess of Liao and the Ninth Prince with their 20,000 cavalry. We must be careful."

  Wutaibei didn't hear anything about bravery and fighting, he only noticed the words "Liao State Princess" and "Ninth Prince": "What? There's a princess and a prince? That's great! Brothers, now we're going to get rich!"

  A group of people shouted loudly, and Liao Ren slightly shook his head: "Head, still don't understand my meaning, that Liao Guo Gong Zhu and the Ninth Prince are the ones who really came to destroy you!"

  Wutaibei laughed: "Do you think I'm a fool? I am a tiger, and the emperor dares not enter Changbai Mountain to catch me. So he sent that prince as bait to lure me out, and then let the hunters behind take care of me, right?"

  The merchant nodded: "Uh-huh, yes, that's what I mean."

  Wutaibei looked around at the people: "Everyone here is an expert hunter, you all tell me, when a hunter guarding a trap is discovered by a wolf, will the wolf go eat the prey in the trap?"

  A big man next to him said: "Of course not! The cunning wolf will definitely eat the hunter first!"

  Wutaibagu was very satisfied with this answer: "Yes! The prey is in the trap, and we can eat it whenever we want! Let's go kill the hunter first!"

  The Liao merchant shook his head: "Alright, they have 20,000 people. Let's go try our luck! First, let's agree that if we find something good, you'll sell it to me first!"

  Wutaibei said: "Don't worry, if we catch that princess and prince, and then catch the crown prince, gold and silver will be ours!"

  He seemed to see that he had already grasped these few fat sheep, and his two eyes sparkled with light: "Wendy Harm."

  A very young fellow in the distance responded with a shout: "I'm over here!"

  Uta beckoned him to come over. It was a mountain road, the road was rugged and uneven, but Wendilhrum came as if he were walking on flat ground, and soon arrived in front of him: "Bai Gu Tou Ren, what's going on that requires our attention?"

  Wutaibei laughed: "I'll give two hundred men to attack the enemy and send them a bait, tell them we've taken the hook."

  Rum's face showed some displeasure: "Don't be absurd, I think my men are the bravest, so you should take us to hunt down the hunters instead of watching over the prey that's already in hand. That kind of work is more suitable for Alta and his crew!"

  Next to him, another young man jumped out: "Rum! I want a duel to the death!"

  Rum didn't show any weakness, taking off the ill-fitting Liao army uniform on his body: "Come on! I'll beat you to death like that wild dog last night! My fists are enough!"

  "Alright! Ruhm, I'm telling you this is my order! This time we're not after spoils of war, but ransom! If we can capture those people, I'll give our tribe thirty carts of rice, enough?"

  Rum was satisfied; his whole tribe had only a little more than a hundred people, and thirty carts of rice were unimaginable wealth for them.

  Wutaibuge said, "With the seventy men I have brought, and another one hundred and fifty young and strong lads, they will definitely rest their feet in Huanglong Prefecture. That area is suitable for us to fight."

  Lu Rum nodded: "Don't worry, Headman, as long as they dare to leave the Huanglong Mansion, I'll make sure they can't take a single step!"

  Suddenly, a twelve-year-old boy emerged from behind Wu Taibei. The child's face still looked tender, but he was holding an iron fork with fresh blood on it.

  He rushed to Rum's side: "Brother, I just killed a Liao man."

  Rourou burst out laughing: "Great! Brother is going to fight against Liao people, want to go with me?"

  The child nodded quickly. For the Song people, a twelve-year-old child going to the battlefield was simply unthinkable, but among the Jurchen people it was quite common.

  Their living environment is quite harsh, and after their physical strength declines, they are directly faced with a survival crisis. Either they can't hunt for food and starve to death, or they get bitten to death by prey. Those who live beyond 45 years old are already extremely rare, and it's even harder to find people over 50 years old.

  So their children, as soon as they had a bit of strength, had to go up the mountain with the adults to train in hunting skills. Many children died before they could master the skills, and those who survived became the best hunters, whether it was hunting animals or enemies.

  When they were in their twenties, it was the best physical condition and the strongest fighting force. Chen Yuan didn't know that there were already more than 200 of the most excellent Jurchen hunters waiting for him ahead.

  After the army of 10,000 men entered Huanglong Prefecture, they took a short rest.

  The residents of Liao Guo have always had the habit of avoiding their own army, and since this is a war-torn area, the residents had long since fled.

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