The soldiers in the Northern Territory stopped a hundred feet away from the city gate, and the soldiers holding the shield stood in front.

Yelu Ye was wearing red armor and a helmet with tiger skin on the brim. He rode a Dayuan horse and shouted loudly to the people on the city tower: "God of General Song is fine!"

The tone was full of pride.

Emperor Dongchen really trusts him! He has not been recalled yet, but he has only sent troops to reinforce him. Fortunately, they have received the news from the Northern Region and have also transferred 100,000 troops to reinforce him.

Song Heng also said to Yelu Ye downstairs, "General Yelu is fine."

"Hahaha..." Yelu Ye laughed loudly, pointed the person tied to the chariot with a horse whip and said from Song Heng: "Can General Song know who the boy on this pole is?"

"It's my son Ling," Song Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Yelu Ye with contempt and sneered, "Although Yelu Ye, we are hostile, I have always respected you as a man. I didn't expect that you would use these despicable means to capture my son to threaten me. Such behavior is really disgusting."

Upon hearing this, Yelu Ye's face changed. He thought he was a hero, but now he was called a despicable villain who was despicable. He suddenly felt lost and even more unhappy.

Qin Yi, who was standing next to him on a horse, quickly shouted loudly: "Since ancient times, those who win are kings, those who accomplish great things do not care about the trivial matters, and it doesn't matter what tricks they use, and victory is the most important thing."

"The military advisor is right," Yelu Ye's face looked much better.

"General Song hasn't seen your son for so long, don't you miss him?"

Song Heng stared at Yelu Ye tightly and held the hilt of the sword in his right hand.

Seeing that he was silent, Yelu Ye said again: "General Song must have received the letter I sent to General Song. As long as General Song opens the city gate and lets my soldiers and horses from the northern region enter the city, I will promise you half of the country of Dongchen Kingdom, so that you can reunite with your beloved son and father and son."

He said these words to disrupt Dongchen's army and Song Heng's heart.

The soldiers on the city tower all looked at Song Heng sideways, with a look of worry in their eyes.

Song Heng only gave him two words: "Dream."

Song Ziling looked at his father on the city tower and remembered his experiences these days. His nose was sore and his eyes were red.

He knew that he would die here today. Although he was mentally prepared, he still didn't want to die.

He wanted to live, he wanted to watch An An grow up, to be a general, to eat braised pig's trotters made by Sister Qiuju, to hear the stories his mother told him, and to practice martial arts with his father.

He blinked, blinking the mist in his eyes.

He cannot cry, let the enemy see his weakness, and he cannot affect his father's decision and make him more painful.

"General Song, are you so cruel, for a king who trusts you, to give up your son's life?"

Qin Yi shouted at the top of his throat.

Song Heng pointed at Qin Yi and said, "If you stop provoking discord, I will not be fooled by you."

Qin Yi laughed and said, "Is it sow discord? General Song doesn't know that if the king you loyal to trust you, how could he send his cousin to the north?

Believe it or not, even if you give up your son's life for the sake of Dongchen Kingdom, if the northern border is lost, you, Song Heng, will be the first to be held accountable and punished."
Chapter completed!