Chapter 1287: The surrender of the army

They were naturally surprised.

And the Dali soldiers were in panic.

The seal outside the pass was combined, and Duan Shi and the other two changed color slightly in the army.

Feng Hebi sighed: "Zhang Jue's army has arrived..."

At this moment, this talented man with a high level in Guigu Academy looked at the hot air balloon that exploded in the air, and his eyes were extremely helpless.

He believed that there were no mistakes in tactical command. The reason why he fell into this situation is that the combat effectiveness of the Dali Army is far worse than that of the Song Army.

This gap cannot be made up by tactics.

Duan Shi also looked up at the hot air balloons in the night sky, with no expression on his face, and said, "The sky-rushing cannon... It seems that he is going to lose."

Feng Hebi didn't answer his words.

Because at this time, there were balls of flames in the air again.

The sky-rushing gunners in Zhang Jue's army fired the second wave of shells together.

Although the Dali Army's hot air balloon was already retreating out of the city in panic at this time, its speed was slow. In a blink of an eye, it was more than half of it lost.

"kill!"

Zhang Jue waved his sword in front of the army and led Tiangui and Tiangu's infantry all rushed to the bottom of the city.

They are as powerful as rainbows.

Although the number of people was still far less than that of the Dali army, the momentum it erupted made the Dali soldiers on the city feel a little chilled.

If they continue to fight like this, even if they have the advantage of numerical numbers, they will probably have to fight with these Song troops to lose both sides.

And at this time, there was another sky-surgery.

Only dozens of hot air balloons left in the city were left, and they were able to escape outside the range of the sky-storm cannon.

There was a sound of drums outside the pass, and the seal and monastery never ordered the gold to be whistled.

The Dali army still rushed into the corridor or climbed up the city wall on a ladder.

The inner walls of the pass were full of soldiers from both sides fighting.

The strong smell of blood had already spread in the air.

The blood and rain mixed, dyeing the ground all red.

Thousands of soldiers of the Song army guarded the passes and then now they have a decisive battle with tens of thousands of Dali troops. This war will be recorded in history if nothing unexpected happens.

In just a few minutes, the situation of the battle changed again.

A little deeper inside the pass, a sudden two thousand balls of fire suddenly appeared.

It's a hot air balloon!

All are hot air balloons.

Nearly two thousand hot air balloons have been launched one after another and spread to various places. In a short period of time, they have almost spread over Jiumao Pass.

The Dali army on the top of the city was completely stunned.

They obviously had never seen such a scene before.

Although there are hot air balloons in the Dali army, only the Zhentian Army can compare with the Song Dynasty Feitian Army. However, their Zhentian Army has been scattered among the various armies.

Duan Qilin was still guarding against those tribal troops, and it was impossible for him to hand over the making of weapons such as hot air balloons to them. Because this was his reliance on intimidating Dali.

The fight failed to continue for a long time.

As Ren Wei led the Flying Army gradually approached the sky above the city, and the Dali army outside the city couldn't help but retreat to the back.

"Run!"

"Run!"

Even if they have tens of thousands of people, nearly two thousand hot air balloons will be enough to cause a catastrophe to them.

Looking at the hot air balloons covered with stars in the night sky, few people can develop the courage to resist.

Gradually no one flocked to the city.

Moreover, more and more Dali army, which were fighting with the soldiers of the Song Dynasty in the city, retreated outside the city.

The victory level instantly tilted towards the imperial guards of the Song Dynasty.

The Song Dynasty Feitian Army's hot air balloon chased outside the pass.

When they were in the sky, they didn't even throw a thunder into the sky. Until outside the pass, they threw thunder on the ground.

Wherever the hot air balloon passes, there are flames bursting on the ground.

Countless thunderstorms in the sky are in a position to razor the wilderness in front of the pass to the ground.

The Dali Army even cried and shouted at her parents, and hurriedly retreated.

The central army, who were in charge of Duan Shi and others, who did not attack the city, were a little shaken.

A general in the army looked at Feng Hebi with an inquiring look.

Judging from the current situation, it is time to retreat. If you don’t retreat, the army will be killed or killed under the hot air balloon of the Song army.

Feng Hebi looked at Duan Shi.

Duan Shi was also looking at him.

Feng Hebi said inexplicably: "Prince, do you miss the young people in the capital now?"

Duan Shi understood and said, "If I die, the royal family will decline sooner or later. Fortunately, I have two children among the people, and perhaps they can continue their wealth."

Feng Hebi nodded with a chuckling, "Feng understands what the prince means."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked at the Zhenwu Realm worshippers wearing green robes and swords beside him, and said, "Are you willing to die with the Song army?"

Several worshippers did not answer.

Looking at the many hot air balloons in the sky, even though they were masters of Zhenwu Realm, they felt a little chilled at this moment.

Feng Hebi saw this and said, "Well, do you want to follow Feng and the prince to join Song?"

They have no hope of fighting this war to this point. It is impossible to attack Changsha, and it is even more impossible to return to Dali.

The Song Dynasty imperial guards were able to eat them tightly with the hot air balloons in the Flying Army, not to mention that the Song Dynasty imperial guards' combat effectiveness was astonishingly strong.

Now, a worshiper nodded slightly.

It is better to live without a good death. With choice, few people are willing to die. At least the people in the Dali Army, the Pojun Academy and Guigu Academy will not.

It is true that they came from Pojun Academy and Guigu Academy. The grace of the master is not as shocking as the national justice. What's more, they still serve Duan Qilin.

The Lord of Guigu Palace and the Lord of Pojun are interested in Duan Qilin, but this does not mean that they are all willing to bet on Duan Qilin's wealth and life.

If you choose to resist even though you know you will die, you need someone loyal to Duan Qilin. And there are probably no such people in the Dali army.

Duan Qilin is not Zhao Dongting after all.

If he led everyone to support the nation like Zhao Dongting, and led the nation to prosperity and strength, perhaps the people like Feng Hebi would be willing to die for him.

But unfortunately, he didn't.

He just took over the throne of his father Duan Xingzhi.

The king who succeeds the throne will never have the prestige of the founding king or the revival king.

Feng Hebi looked at the two worshippers who nodded, sighed softly in his heart, and said, "Since that's the case, please come and ask for surrender..."

The two worshippers nodded and rushed towards the city of Jiumao Pass against the tide.

With the seal and the Buddha, there is still a Zhenwu Realm worshiper left on each side of Duan Shi.

The two of them were still struggling in their eyes at this moment.

After all, abandoning the master and joining the Song Dynasty is unfaithful, and betraying the master is unrighteous. But if they do not do this, they are afraid that they will be unable to save their lives.
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