While Yelu Xiantong was talking to the Ten Gods Nu, a shell suddenly fell down. The Ten Gods Nu tilted his body and avoided the shells. The person fell to the ground. Yelu Xiantong saw that the medicine on the shell was burning and his heart was broken. He hurriedly held the Ten Gods Nu and used all his strength to drag it aside. As soon as he took two steps, he heard a exploding sound behind him. Fragments were hitting Yelu Xiantong's butt.

Yelu Xiantong felt a sharp pain in her butt and a cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

The Ten God Nu's arm was wiped by pieces and bleeding. He got up from the ground and glanced at his arm. The Ten God Nu said angrily: "Unfortunate! Now the Song army's shells are everywhere, how can we hide? If this continues, there will be only a dead end!"

After saying that, seeing Yelu Xiantong sweating on his forehead, he hurriedly asked, "Master, why are you injured? Why are you so ugly?"

Yelu Xiantong said, "It hurts so much behind me! Take a look and see if you are injured by shrapnel?"

The Ten Gods Slave arrived behind Yelu Xiantong and looked closely. He saw three parts of Yelu Xiantong's body bleeding, two on his butt and one on his back. The shrapnel was still embedded in it, stained with blood.

Taking a breath, the Ten Gods slave said, "King, you were injured three times by shrapnel behind you. Let's bear it, I'll take it out for you!"

Yelu Xiantong nodded. Without saying a word, beads of sweat as big as soybeans appeared.

The Ten Gods Slave stepped forward, held Yelu Xiantong's shoulder, grabbed the shrapnel on his back with his hands. He gritted his teeth and pulled it out. As soon as the shrapnel came out, blood kept flowing out, and soon it flowed all over Yelu Xiantong's spine.

Seeing that Yelu Xiantong was holding back his voice, the Ten Gods slaves did not dare to neglect. They pressed Yelu Xiantong's shoulder tightly with their left hand, grabbed the shrapnel on his butt with their right hand, and took it out one by one.

Throwing shrapnel on the ground, the Ten Gods slave said, "A lot of blood came out of the king's wound. I have the gold-creation medicine from my personal soldiers in my tent. Please wait a moment, I will take it for you. If you don't apply the medicine, this injury will be difficult to heal."

Yelu Xiantong took a deep breath: "Okay, please trouble you. I feel very painful behind me, so I dare not walk, so I wait here."

Soon, the Ten Gods Slave took the Jinchuang medicine and applied medicine to Yelu Xiantong. He tore a few pieces of his clothes on his body and bandaged it for Yelu Xiantong.

Everything was done, and the Ten Gods slave said, "Zhi Niang, we are the king of the North Court and the King of the South Court, but we have today's fields! But we can only be bombarded by the Song army, and we are injured and there is no one to serve us! If we continue like this, we will be angry to death if we are not bombed by the Song army!"

Yelu Xiantong said, "What's the solution? Now that the Song army is so close, the shells can land anywhere, who can stop them? Say less and keep your strength. I don't know what's going on next. Help me sit there, I was hurt just now."

The Ten Gods Slave helped Yelu Xiantong and went to a chair next to him, asking him to sit down slowly.

Yelu Xiantong's injury was on her butt, and as soon as she got into the chair, she felt so painful that her teeth were grinning. But she couldn't stand anymore and could barely sit down.

At this moment, Yelu Hongji in the tent whispered: "Fairy boy, come in and discuss matters!"

Yelu Xiantong looked at the Ten Gods Slaves, shook his head helplessly, forcibly stood up, and walked into the tent.

After entering the tent, Yelu Fairy Tong bowed to Yelu Hongji.

Looking at Yelu Fairy Tong's bloody body, Yelu Hongji said in shock: "What's going on? How come you're covered in blood?"

耶律仙童道:“适才炮弹落在外面,臣不幸被弹片擦伤.陛下,刚才炮弹正落在帐外,不但是伤了我,连南院大王也受伤了.这里已经不再安全,陛下还是换个地方安歇吧.”

Yelu Hongji was stunned for a moment and said, "Is there any safe place? - Let's continue to give in, let's surrender."

"Did you surrender?" Yelu Xiantong opened his mouth wide, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

耶律洪基道:“到了这个地步,已经回天无术,只能降了.我一死不算什么,数十万大军,就此全部死在这里,委实无法交待.罢了,这一战从开始就不该打,怪得谁来?”

After saying that, he lowered his head and looked at the ground with a look of dismay.

耶律仙童一时愣在那里,看着耶律洪基,心中一股说不出的味道.是啊,这一战本不该打,最后这个地步,怪得谁来.可是,战前所括自己在内,没有契丹大臣认为会出事.纵然有人认为不会胜利,也认不是什么大事.无非是被宋军挡回来,白忙活一场.到时向宋朝要求多增加些岁币,要些好处,最后不会大亏就是.哪里想到,此战一点好处没占到,最后全军丧送.

After a long time, when Yelu Hongji stopped talking, Yelu Xiantong bowed and said goodbye.

After leaving the tent, the Ten Gods Slave asked Yelu Xiantong: "I don't know what the emperor has to enforce? If you want to counterattack now, you can't even recruit soldiers."

Yelu Xiantong said, "Your Majesty said, let's surrender. Oh, we'll surrender in the end."

The Ten Gods Slave was stunned for a while before he realized it and hurriedly said, "I finally surrendered! God, if you don't surrender, all of these hundreds of thousands of people will die here! King, please inform the entire army quickly!"

耶律仙童看了看四周,有些茫然.过了一会,才道:“这个时候,怎么知会其他将领?就连耶律乙辛都不知道哪里去了,周围的亲兵全部散了,无法招集兵马.我们即使愿降,怎么降?”

The Ten Gods Slave looked around. The entire Khitan system had been disrupted, and there were soldiers like headless flies everywhere. The generals had long been missing, and only saw a bunch of people running around in the fire.

两人面面相觑.过了好一会,十神奴道:“不管了,必须告知宋军,让他们停了火炮!大王,选几个亲兵,缝制一面大的‘降’字旗,高高举起,不怕宋军看不到!”

Yelu Xiantong nodded. Seeing a few soldiers running not far away, he called them to come. He took off a big city in the tent, wrote the word "submission" on it, and ordered several people to stand up high.

此时炮弹不断落下,阵地上烟雾升腾,外面哪里能看出这样一面旗?等了好一会,依然没有一点动静.十神奴道:“大王,这个时候,阵地上立旗宋人已经看不见了.还是派个人,到阵前去见宋军.”

Yelu Xiantong said: "The shells are constantly stopping, but we are here, but we still lose our lives if we accidentally. If we send people forward, how can we have a life? Wait a minute, the Song people can always see this big flag."

十神奴道:“到了这个时候,宋军已经离得不远.他们的炮打得远,不管是宋军阵前,还是我们这里,都是一样落炮弹.到阵前去,未必见得更危险.还是派人去吧,这里立旗没有用.”

Seeing that the truth was like this, Yelu Fairy Tong had no choice but to go back to the tent, wrote a letter in person, beat a general, and asked him to take it to meet the Song army. He said that Yelu Hongji had an order and the Khitan army was willing to surrender.

Seeing the general leaving, Yelu Xiantong said, "I hope there will be no more surprises. Alas, even if I surrender now, I don't know how many people will be left. In this battle, we have 400,000 people, and I don't know how many people will bury their bones in a foreign land."
Chapter completed!