Chapter 803 - 49: The Unparalleled Hero Emerges, Battle for the Unification of the World Begins

"The Liao dogs have gone too far. Are we still going to endure this, year after year, like lambs waiting for their slaughter?"

"That’s right!" Another chieftain slammed the table, "Tribute increases every year, and if we’re slightly dissatisfied, we face whipping and humiliation. Countless young men from my tribe have been forcibly conscripted into slavery!"

"I can’t swallow this anger anymore!"

Inside the tent, emotions surged, years of pent-up resentment exploded fully at this moment.

That’s how people are.

If it weren’t for Wanyan Aguda’s actions beforehand, they might have continued to endure.

But now they’ve completely found an outlet for their rage.

All eyes ultimately converged on Wanyan Aguda, awaiting his decision.

Clearly, with today’s actions, Wanyan Aguda had now completely become the backbone of these people.

Wanyan Aguda slowly raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over every face filled with humiliation and anticipation.

"Endure?" His voice was low but carried an undeniable force, "From today onward, my Jurchen men, there’s no need to endure anymore."

He stood up, his burly figure towering even more under the firelight.

"The Liao Monarch is unjust, the nation’s power has declined."

"He’s afraid of the Western Xia, terrified of the Great Song, and now, in front of us, he’s nothing but a paper tiger!"

"Why didn’t he dare to kill me at today’s banquet?" He snorted coldly, "It’s not that he didn’t want to, but he couldn’t! His bones are already hollow, just a dying old wolf!"

"What we need to do is unite all tribes and completely topple this decaying giant tree!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the tent first fell silent, followed by a sound of gasping.

Rebel against the Great Liao?

This was a thought buried deep in their hearts but dared not speak lightly of.

"But..." An older chieftain showed a worried expression, "Even though the Liao nation is declining, it’s still a giant."

"Our tribes are scattered, lacking arms and armor, how can we fight against it?"

"If we raise arms, isn’t it like throwing eggs against stones?"

"Therefore, we need assistance." A sharp light flashed in Wanyan Aguda’s eyes, "The southern Great Song, a nemesis of the Liao nation, currently strong with troops and a powerful nation, already with ambitions to unify the world."

"As long as we seize the opportunity, we can echo north and south with the Song, making it hard for the Liao nation to manage both ends!"

He paused, his voice becoming more resolute: "Even if one day, my Jurchen must submit to the Great Song, to survive under its banner, it would be a hundred times better than to live under the iron heel and shame of the Liao!"

"The Great Song wants tribute and nominal submission, but the Liao wants our lives and generations of enslavement!"

This truth was plain and harsh, moving everyone present.

Yet the entire tent remained silent.

Almost all the chieftains’ expressions changed slightly, swaying between temptation and fear.

"But I... heard that the Grand Tutor Gu Rui has passed away....."

A chieftain said quietly.

Although he didn’t voice all his thoughts, the meaning was clear enough.

This was everyone’s doubt.

Not just theirs, even the royal families of the Liao and Western Xia were very concerned.

—Will the Great Song go to war?

This question, asked at the pivotal moment, once again silenced the entire tent.

Wanyan Aguda paused for a moment, suddenly letting out a short and heroic laugh, he walked to the edge of the tent, suddenly lifting the felt curtain, letting the frigid wind pour in, making the torches flicker.

He pointed to the south, his voice like a bell: "If the descendants of the Gu Clan from the Southern Dynasty truly can’t withstand, unable to hold onto the foundation set by Gu Rui, powerless to end this turbulent era..."

Saying this, he suddenly turned back, his gaze like lightning sweeping through the chieftains, a surge of overwhelming ambition and confidence rising: "Then let my Jurchen Iron Cavalry, let me Wanyan Aguda, sweep over the world!"

"Trample all the northern and southern heroes underfoot!"

"In this world, there’s never a shortage of overlords!"

"If the Gu Clan cannot do it, then let it be me!"

As his words fell, it felt like a thunderclap struck each chieftain’s heart, as they looked at his proud figure standing in the cold wind, seeing the unabashed ambition and dominance in his eyes, their hot blood seemed ignited instantly.

The previous hesitation and fear, at this moment, turned into determination and enthusiasm.

The Heshile Tribe leader was the first to draw out the short knife from his waist, slicing his palm, blood droplets falling: "My Heshile Tribe is willing to follow Aguda! Against Liao!"

"My Pucha Tribe is willing to go!"

"Wendi Heng Tribe is willing to go!"

Shouts continually echoed.

And watching the people present, Wanyan Aguda’s face once again showed a hint of a smile, his eyes resolute!

Gu Yi also noticed this scene.

Looking at Wanyan Aguda who was surrounded by the crowd, his mood at this moment was also somewhat complex.

He certainly understood Wanyan Aguda’s plans.

No matter if the Great Song moves or not, this was his only chance!

Moreover, Wanyan Aguda need not care about the Great Song’s actions at all, because now the Liao nation fears the Song, he just needs to use the tiger as a banner, and it’s already enough!

"This is an exceptional talent!"

Reflecting on Wanyan Aguda’s various deeds in the original history, coupled with the present performance, Gu Yi immediately made a decision.

This person’s performance is even more terrifying than in the original history!

His abilities... in today’s era, could absolutely be called the pinnacle.

Thinking of this, Gu Yi couldn’t help but gently sighed.

As a modern person.

Knowing the history, Gu Yi actually didn’t have a particularly good impression of Wanyan Aguda and his people, but now history had completely changed, and how things would develop next, he didn’t know.

But this issue doesn’t need to be worried now.

For the Great Song.

—The most important thing next is indeed to move troops and unify the world!.....

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