Chapter 146: Return to Heaven (Sixth)

The night was already shrouded in the battle formation. Countless burning torches were stacked on the battlefield, and the flames swayed, reflecting the city of Yanjing behind them, pulling out a majestic figure in the darkness.

The shouts of killing echoed in the night, and hit the Yanjing city walls and splashed around, adding ten times more murderous aura to this night!

The Liao army kept moving back and forth in the night. Teams of people filled up, injured soldiers and soldiers, and lifted them down like flowing water. Dozens of stone cannons, half of which were dispersed due to high-frequency firing, were no one to clean up. They just tried their best to fire the remaining stone cannons. Although there was fire in the night, the stone cannons were no longer accurate. When they were thrown out, they didn't know whether they would hit the Song army camp or the other ones.

In the afternoon, the Song army camp that was attacked was destroyed. The camp had already ignited a raging fire. The Liao army had no time to collect the military resources that the Liao army lacked in the Song army camp. It simply ignited all the fires, which could also be used for battlefield lighting. The Song army camp looked around and looked into the tower, and had already burned four huge torches, making crackling sounds, illuminating everything around it.

Under the fire, the black Liao army torrent rushed towards the next Song army camp with red eyes. After breaking through here, he rushed straight to Liu Yanqing's central army camp. More than ten Liao army flags were fluttering and rolling under the flames below, almost inserted into the pile of corpses left by the Song army. Dozens or hundreds of big drums were beating the loud sound of drums under these flags.

Many of the Liao army represented by these banners have been completely wiped out, but these flags are still erected here and never retreat. The most eye-catching one is the two large flags of the Liao army, flying tigers and flying bears. In front of this banner, the Liao army soldiers wearing double-layer heavy armor swarmed in front of them, and had already filled the trenches of the Song army camp and rushed forward again and again!

Arrows and crossbows on both sides intertwined in the night, as if there was no time to be exhausted. There were countless people fighting deadly in every gap opened on the Song army's village. Without the suppression of the Liao people's stone cannon, the Song army could gain a foothold on the village and threw everything that could be thrown down to the gap. The hot water boiled oil poured into the gap. The hot water boiled oil penetrated directly through the heavy armor of the Liao people's dead soldiers. With the screams of the dead soldiers, the armor leaf crack

A rising white air emerged from the ground, roasting them in the iron can. A door-sticking chariot that was blocking the gap was pushed away by the Liao soldiers with heavy weapons. He saw several crossbows with one shot and three swords and arrows waiting. The sound of springing fire sounded. The heavy armored dead soldiers of Liao soldiers crowded in the gap in the village were easily broken open like tofu. They screamed and fell down. The piles of corpses seemed to be stacked again, as if they were about to plug these large and small gaps in the village!

The Huanqing Army defenders also knew that taking a step back would collapse. The Liao people rushed to the camp of the Central Army and cut down the banner of Liu Yanqing. The generals were the courage of the army and lost the main flag. Not only did they lose the dispatching and command, but the entire army could immediately lose their fear. Gaoliang River Floating Bridge was broken, and the Qinfeng reinforcements of the Jingyuan Xihe River of the old and small generations were unknown where they were reinforced. Once they collapsed, the tens of thousands of Huanqing Army children would not know where they died!

The Huanqing Army also began to resist with all its might. The Liao army only restrained the two wings and broke through the main force. The trapped two wings have also begun to draw troops out of the camp to fight back. The two sides began to fight in the wild at night. There were battles of all sizes everywhere between the camps. One of the two sides was desperately trying to break into the central camp of the Song people, and the other was trying to stop the Liao people from advancing. Night fights have always been the most tragic death fight, and the formation was completely uncontrollable, and it was nothing more than fighting for people's lives. The number of casualties between the Song and Liao sides soared rapidly. No one could know how many people fell in this desperate melee at night!

As the Song army counterattacked, the Liao army's reserve troops were drawn out to fight. The elite attackers of the front attack suddenly stepped forward and retreated. The Song army's camp seemed to be shaking at any time, but they were always gritting their teeth to support them. No one knew whether they could level the last Song army camp before the Central Army camp tonight. And even if they broke through here, would the Liao army still have the strength to pounce into Liu Yanqing's Central Army camp and completely defeat the Song army!

Xiao Gan had already visited the front line and stood under the flying banners. Dozens of drums beside him were knocked deafeningly. One by one, the Liao generals were snatched away with blood. Many Liao generals took their last breath in front of Xiao Gan. Among them, Xiao Gan's sons and nephews were among them.

But at this moment, Xiao Gan couldn't look at these casualties. His tall and thin figure stood up straight, and the cloak behind him was rushing in the night flames. He just pursed his lips and stared at the Song army camp in front of him!

Another torrent of iron armor was shattered before the gate of the Song army. The remaining soldiers desperately pulled their wounded robes and retreated. The general led the army was a Xi man, who had always been the most loved by Xiao Gan's confidant. He hung an arm, his helmet was also knocked off, and he ran away with his hair disheveled to the front of Xiao Gan's banner, and knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "King! My battalion of hundreds of men are almost half of them! The men have tried their best to let them retreat and take a breath! If I attack again tomorrow, I will flatten the Song army camp for the king!"

Before Xiao Gan could answer, he saw another personal guard rushing from the side, and immediately shouted at Xiao Gan: "Master, Mei Di can't stand it anymore! The Song people attacked tightly, regardless of death or injury, they must approach the Zhongjun camp. Mei Di asked the king for help!"

Before Xiao Gan could speak, the Xi general kneeling at Xiao Gan's feet walked a few steps towards Xiao Gan's knees, and his sad voice became louder: "Master, leave some seeds for our Xi children! Even if we take down the camp in front of us tonight, we will no longer have the strength to attack Liu Yanqing's Zhongjun camp. King, we have done our best, beg the king to let our children take a breath!"

Everyone around Xiao Gan focused his eyes on him, fighting, striking, screaming, and drumming, cutting the cold night wind into turbulent streams, lifting up the cloak behind Xiao Gan.

The personal guard who came to invite help moistened his scorched throat and spoke loudly. He saw a sudden flash of sword light. The fierce battle between tens of thousands of people could not cover the murderous aura raised by the sword!

With a light sound, the head of the Xi general had already soared into the sky, and the headless cavity was still standing there. After a while, he saw blood rain soaring into the sky from the cavity. Xiao Gan stood there, without dodging, and let the blood rain splash on his black cloak. The Xi general's body shook twice and fell to the ground. Xiao Gan had already picked up Wu Zi's head with wide eyes and threw it to the guard who asked for help: "Leave it to Meet, there are no reinforcements! Let him die in the formation, Xiao Gan is here. If he dares to take a step back, he will know what the outcome will be!"

The guard subconsciously took the thrown head, looked at Xiao Gan standing there, no longer looking at him, but turned his eyes to the front line of the Song and Liao armies. The sword in his hand was unsheathed like snow. Xiao Gan held it naturally as a magic weapon, and the blood stain could not be retained at all. It quickly slid down and fell into the battlefield that had already absorbed blood. Under the flames, Xiao Gan's long sword cloud pattern turned over with a shrill and shattered light.

The personal guard shouted: "Yes, King Xiao, there are no reinforcements! We are all dead in the formation and will never take a step back!"

The one who commanded the Huanqing army to fight to the death in front of the camp was Han Zun, the first general of Huanqing, the martial arts doctor, and the deputy envoy of Huazhou regiment training. Since the ancestor of the Han family, Han Cunbao, established the position of the next generation of generals in the Western Army, their children have been known for being fierce and good at fighting and never retreating in the battle. Han Zun doesn't want money, and he is also a bit harsh in leading troops. However, when he was in the battle, he always killed like a mad dog's bloody gourd, and such generals are still convinced.

At the beginning of the Liao army's attack, he was the mainstay of Liu Yanqing's heavyweight stake. He began to resist step by step from the first camp on the front that was attacked to the present. When a camp was defeated, he fought a bloody road and retreated to the next camp to resist step by step. After a day and midnight, as he was tirelessly commanding and dispatching the camps, and even went to the front line to kill the enemy in front of the battle, the resistance of each camp of Huanqing Army did his best. The casualties and injuries of both Song and Liao sides were piled up like mountains. It was precisely because of Han Zun that the Liao army brigade, which attacked so crazy, was still quite difficult when Xiao Gan personally came to supervise the battle. Every step forward, I don't know how many remaining loyal and brave children of the Liao people would have to fill it out!

After so long fighting, Han Zun also killed his sword and his armor, and his throat was broken. Now every time he roared a military order, he felt his throat sweet and moist, and it felt like a knife was cutting his throat.

The madness of the Liao people's attack made Han Zun, the long-time general who had been in the battle formation for a long time, secretly shocked. These Liao people's military and horses seemed to feel that there was no tomorrow, and took out the last bit of courage and strength, and rolled up again and again without fear of death.

The experience of fighting battles between the Song and Liao dynasties is too rich. The Liao army is strong enough. In addition to bows and crossbows, the weapons and armor are not inferior to those of the Song army, and there are also a large cavalry group with absolute advantage.

However, even in its heyday, the Liao army was not famous for its lasting battles. Such head-on battles against the village were fought less. When they fought and consumed their endurance, they were even worse than the field group of the Song army. Emperor Taizong Zhao Guangyi attacked Liao in previous battles, and then fought many battles. Except for the last battle between Zhao Guangyi, the Central Army was shaken by the Gaoliang River, the Liao army never got a good chance.

Later, during the reign of Emperor Zhenzong, the Liao people marched south and went deep into the boundary of Chanzhou. The Liao people also bypassed the large-scale field group of the Song army at the junction of Hedong and Hebei Road. They used the high-speed battlefield mobility of the cavalry to destroy the Song army's defense system and roar south. However, the Song army's fortresses along the way were captured by very few. In the end, in Chanzhou, they fought for their lives but did not do anything to the Song army in Yicheng. They also paid Xiao Dalin and had to form the Chanyuan Alliance and retreat.

In the following hundred years, the elite soldiers and generals of the founding of the Song and Liao countries were gradually aging, and the combat effectiveness of both sides was slowly regressing. The generals of the Song army, especially the generals of the field group of the Western Army, were clear about how powerful the Liao army was. They were not too afraid. If they had not had their own intrigues and strong soldiers of the Western Army were tortured by internal friction, the Song army would have been simply happy to see the defeat of the internal hostile faction. The Liao people appeared again, such as Yelu Dashi and Xiao Gan, and integrated a war horse in the desperate situation. The battle in Baigouhe would not have been defeated so badly.

The Huanqing Army went deep into the army this time, and its retreat was cut off. In the eyes of Han Zun and other Western generals, the Huanqing Army had more than 30,000 main forces, even if the morale was low, the power to rely on the camp to defend was enough. After a long time, the old and young people took advantage of the stalemate between the two sides and they were not going to come and take advantage of the situation. Although they could not recover the full achievements of Yanjing, they would not be wiped out.

But Han Zun and the others did not expect that the Liao people would attack so crazy! Xiao Gan's banner was behind the front line of fierce fighting, almost pressing against the Song army's nose. The Liao people paved the way with their lives step by step, attacking forward. After retreating and breathing, they rolled up again, as if they wanted to use flesh and blood to smash the Song army's defense system to pieces!

Moreover, he fought fiercely for one day during the day and could still raise fire to attack at night. The war resistance and the fierceness of the attack were shown on the battle formation. For a while, Han Zun felt that he could not support it. He felt that today the Huanqing Army would be all assigned to this Yanjing city!

In such a desperate situation, the Huanqing Army was the only military force from the Song Dynasty, the only field group of the Western Army. It finally exerted bloody anger. The camps on the front resisted and finally gave up. Each camp was captured by the Liao army, and the lives of the dead soldiers of the Liao brigade were exchanged for. It turned out that the two-wing camps that were restrained were still weak during the day, but they only used bows and arrows to support the front. At night, they went out to fight in the field, desperately moving towards the middle to reinforce Han Zun and the others. The two sides fought in a group in the night, and the shouts of killing shook the sky, making the stars in the sky shaken by the sound of fighting as if they were shaking.

The Huanqing Army all knew that the Liao people took advantage of the fall of Gaoliang River Ferry, and the morale of both sides increased and weakened. With the blood of the lair soldiers, they launched such a decisive attack. If the Huanqing Army could not hold on, they would have to collapse and destroy. The Liao people also did not have the ability to fight for a long time, and the blood of the lair soldiers could not last long. If they survived, the Liao people would no longer have the ability to engage in large-scale battles. Yanjing City was captured and the Yanyun War was determined. As long as the old and young people joined the battlefield, they could decide in one battle!

The flames illuminated the Song army camp, and the smell of blood filled the entire battlefield. Everything around was shrouded in the deafening sound of golden drums shouting and killing. The dead soldiers of the Liao people were repelled again. Han Zun's armor was covered with flesh and blood, regardless of the feather arrows still swept by his side, standing on the pile of corpses at the gap in the village, looking around, looking at the battlefield that seemed to have become the Shura Hell.

The continuous Song army camp seemed to have turned into a huge fire dragon, rolling and stretching its body under the majestic Yanjing city. Every scale of this fire dragon was composed of armored soldiers fighting each other. The sounds of golden drums were mixed together, as if the fire dragon was roaring and shouting.

Is it spectacular enough to end an empire with such a scene?

Han Zun took a deep breath, raised the sword that had cut out all the gaps in his hand, and pointed at his wings: "My sons, the brothers from the two wings are here to rescue us, they are fighting to kill us! Liao dogs are almost gone. If you can hold on tonight, we will settle down in the city of Yanjing. I will handle it here. As long as you can survive tonight, one is a reward of one, and one is a reward of hundreds of guan. A Liao dog's head will be replaced with fifty guan! If the rewards are not enough, I will sell all my belongings and make up for the brothers!"

When the soldiers of Huanqing Army guarding along the village heard this, they let out a weak smile. The tall envoys were already killing the blood gourd, but they still looked energetic: "General Han, your banner will not retreat, and the banner of Liu Taiwei will not retreat, how can we retreat? Rewards, what if we are determined to stay, will we be willing to die in Gaoliang Hebei? There is no way out behind! Since we left Shaanxi, we have always felt that we were a little cowardly, so we killed it today. Who dares to say that our Huanqing Army cannot fight?"

Han Zun glanced at him and smiled and said, "Good man!"

A heavy sword shot straight towards him, and Han Zun bent over and avoided him, and he still smirked and scolded: "My thief, you can shoot so accurately at night!" Several personal guards rushed forward, raised a row of shields to cover Han Zun's body, but Han Zun didn't care, raised his sword to point at the flag rolling in the firelight opposite Xiao Gan: "Wait until dawn, we will pull down the flag of the King of the Fourth Army of Liao Gou! Mom, kill it happily. This is the true nature of our Western Army in the Song Dynasty!"

Hearing Han Zun's bold words, the Song soldiers below made a low laugh. Some of them were really out of strength and sat on the bodies of the Liao soldiers below and checked them to see if they were carrying water hyacinths. The battle has been numb until now, and Liu Yanqing's banner is behind them. Can everyone retreat like this and throw Liu Taiwei to Liao Gou? As long as it is a regular army, the class method is deep into the bone marrow, so there is a saying that the general is brave in the army. If Liu Taiwei's banner does not retreat, the soldiers below will only fight to the end, and they will only exchange their lives for Liao Gou. Leaving Liu Taiwei's life and escaping first is something that they don't dare to think about - unless the entire army is defeated.

But now the Liao army has been blocked at the last camp in front of the Central Army's camp. The two wings have also begun to respond to the support here. The Huanqing Army is still fighting as a whole, and the army is fully controlled. Until now, everyone has no other intentions. They are just to compete with Liaogou to see how much blood and how many decisive attacks they still have!

Seeing that his morale was not deteriorating, Han Zun smiled with satisfaction and then retreated from the gap in the village. The soldiers of the Song army were busy trying to fix the gap in the Liao people for the next attack, and quickly repair the gap in the village. How much can be repaired? Han Zun felt that there was no pain in his body. He had obvious internal injuries and no one knew how many. The thick family willow-leaf armor, plus a layer of soft armor inside, had already been killed in pieces. He couldn't hold on, but at this moment, when the soldiers in the camp saw his figure clearly, they could not sit down. They could only grab a guard's shoulder, gasped for two breaths, and coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

The personal guards around him quietly supported him: "Master, should you go back and take a break?"

Han Zun shook his head and looked back at the Liu Yanqing Central Army camp behind him. Seeing that the Liu Yanqing banner was still standing there quietly. During the day to tonight, Liu Yanqing could still be called a bloody battle, dispatching military horses layer by layer, commanding resistance, and consuming the Liao people's offensive. Although the two wings were restrained and did not dare to go out to the village to support during the day, Liu Yanqing still took advantage of the gap between the Liao people's offensive to continuously draw troops from the two wings and join the intermediate battlefield. The dispatch of the battle was originally a test of the general's skills, not to mention that under the full suppression of the Liao army, if you are not careful, the defense system may be shaken somewhere. However, Liu Yanqing was very skillful and cautious, constantly providing Han Zun with a steady supply of the new force, and able to stabilize the defense system of the two wings camps and maintain flank pressure to the deep Liao army.

With Liu Yanqing commanding and stabilizing the situation behind, Han Zun could let go of his hands and fight to the death in front, and to support the current situation under the crazy offensive of the Liao people.

Looking at Liu Yanqing's steady flag in the night, Han Zun sighed in his heart: "The ability of Liu Taiwei is back! Taiwei, why didn't you pick up the ability of this battle formation earlier? Otherwise, why are you still today? It's a pity that Cao Lei Cao has recently been in the festival, it's a pity that our Huanqing Army has followed you to fight for so many brothers thousands of miles! Taiwei, you must not retreat. As long as you stay steady, we will be Xiao Gan for you... Liao Gou, there is no more strength!"

Xiao Gan was still standing under his banner, and there were not many generals surrounded by him. These generals were sent out one by one, leading troops to pounce on the front, or responding to the two wings to resist the Song army that was fighting to the death. Soon, these sent out generals were either killed in battle or seriously injured, and then they still rushed to the front with their last breath.

The Liao army's offensive force was almost exhausted.

From daytime to late at night, no matter how high the morale of the Liao army is, after all, people are not iron-clad. After a fight, the energy consumption of people is ten or a hundred times that of usual. Although there is dry food and water, the Liao army has taken turns to fill the stomach in the battle formation. However, until now, the retreating dead soldiers are shaking and falling to the ground and unable to pull them up. Some people even snore in the pile of corpses. Until now, people are already numb. After the adrenal hormones subside, they are the most exhausted.

Although the Liao army had a advantage of nearly 40,000 against the 30,000 Huanqing Army, as the attacking side, it was even cheaper to concentrate troops to attack. However, the Song army was known for its good defense. Breaking through their layers of camps was really a reward for their lives, and the casualties were twice as much as those of the Song people's Huanqing Army. Moreover, the sacrifices and consumption were all the soldiers who fought bravely!

Those who can participate in attacking the Song army camps do not just pull a soldier up. They can withstand the rain of arrows pouring from the Song army and various guardian equipment. They can wear heavy armor and run forward, fight with the Song army face to face, and fight hard to find a way out, but only the most elite soldiers in the army.

Up to now, the elite Liao army that can be used for such assault have become extremely decayed, with more than half of the casualties. Although the dozen or so elite Liao army flags are still standing there, there are very few elite Liao soldiers who can stand up under the flag and wait for the next attack!

Even the hundreds of big drums that roared for the middle of the night, the sound of the golden drums now became weak.

The sound of fighting on the battlefield that had become a little quieter came from afar. Dozens of Liao generals who retreated were kneeling in front of Xiao Gan, all of whom were covered in blood and flesh, and they all bowed their heads without saying a word. Some of them had their injuries to the extreme, and their knees were still bleeding out of the cracks in the armor leaves. Their bodies were trembling and they seemed to be able to fall to the ground at any time.

A Liao general, who seemed to have a status and status, was only under Xiao Gan. He knelt on one knee with his sword, and his tone seemed to be as sarcastic as blood: "King, retreat, attack again tomorrow, attack again tomorrow! The men are not successful! All these elite soldiers are dead. Who else can we rely on to continue the bloody battle with the Song people in the future? Retreat and take a breath, stabilize our camp, the Song people cannot conquer Yanjing!"

Xiao Gan just looked at the Liao general with a cold face and said coldly: "I can't defeat Liu Yanqing tonight. Do we have any future?"

"If we fight all these children, we, the Liao Dynasty, will have no future!" The Liao general seemed to have made a sacrifice, raised his head and shouted loudly at Xiao Gan.

Facing the roar of the Liao general, Xiao Gan was not angry and said lightly: "If someone is here, there will be a Liao."

The Liao general was from Khitan and his status was quite honorable. He was personally led by him. His sad sons were injured at this time. You should know that the Liao generals who were pieced together and rebuilt were all composed of the children of honor and qi guards who have been guarding the south of the Liao Kingdom for generations. It is not an exaggeration to say that the last flesh and blood of the Khitans in the Great Liao Empire was damaged. If one of them was injured, the only remaining Khitan children would wither. This really made the Liao general feel extremely heartbroken.

Hearing Xiao Gan's words, the Liao general roared angrily: "With King Xiao here, I'm afraid only the country of Xi is there! If Dashi Linya is here, he would never harm our Khitan children like this!"

He stood up suddenly and pointed at the opposite Song Junying Pan: "What if I take down the camp in front of me and rush to Liu Yanqing's central army camp? There are also elite soldiers and generals led by Liu Yanqing, and the strong central army camp! King Xiao, do we still have the strength to attack again? Do we still have the flesh and blood of our children to fill it? King, if we really think about the Liao Dynasty, I will leave some bones and blood for us Khitans!"

Xiao Gan's expression suddenly became a little ferocious. He looked at the Khitan general tightly: "Is there fewer Xi children who died with the Khitan children? What are the Khitan people and the Bohai Han people now? What are the remaining ones? The blood of the Great Liao Empire! A certain family has done its best. If the Dashi Linya is here, it will never do better than a certain family!"

He also pointed at the camp of Song Jun opposite: "It is Dashi Linya who wants to protect Yanjing City to death. He gathered our last little bloody man, and resisted from Baigou River to the present. In Yanjing City, our family, children and relatives are still living in Yanjing City. In fact, the world is so big, where can we not go? It is Dashi Linya who thought Yanjing was as safe as Mount Tai, and wanted to rely on Yanjing City to resist the Jurchens in the north and become the Song people in the south! In fact, what we need most is to preserve the last power, and gather for tens of thousands of soldiers and horses. How can we not rebuild the Great Liao? Since a certain commander, the Song people have been in front of us. The time they have been wasting the time for Dashi Linya, but they can only rely on our lives to rob them again!"

Xiao Gan's chest was fluctuating violently, but his tone calmed down: "Can Yanjing be saved for the time being without repelling the Song army? You and I know that it is just a matter of perseverance. When the old and young people come over, we will no longer have the power to resist. We can only watch Yanjing fall, our family and relatives become slaves of the Song people, and the Great Liao Dynasty is so destruction that there will be no longer any thoughts!"

The Liao generals kneeling in front of him were silent one by one, and even the Khitan general stood there and hung his head.

Xiao Gan looked up high, looked around the left and right, and looked around at the bloody war still going on under the city of Yanjing: "Only before the old and small species came, the Song army would retreat to the south of Gaoliang River. The old and small species would not fight to save the defeated Liu Yanqing. I have said many times that the southerners have such a kind of nature! Only by expelling the Song army in front of us can we have the spare time to collect the embers, gather the loyal people to the Liao Dynasty, take our relatives with our children, and leave the death land of Yanjing... What is so big in the world, where can we not rebuild the Liao Dynasty?"

Every word from Xiao Gan hit the hearts of the Liao generals present. These last generals of the Great Liao Empire were broken in their clothes and armor, staring at Xiao Gan blankly. This was the first time that Xiao Gan revealed his intention to give up Yanjing!

Every Liao general present had the determination to die with Yanjing. But they also knew that although they were still in the battlefield, they still had the advantage. However, in Yanjing, a broken place, facing enemies like the Jurchens and Song people, it was certain that they would eventually be destroyed. Even if they were alone in Huanqing Army, their morale was severely reduced due to the severance of the rear.

Xiao Gan undoubtedly has shown all his skills. Even if Yelu Dashi is present, he cannot do better than Xiao Gan.

Could it be that Yanjing really couldn't be saved? They could only leave here and go to another unknown place to rebuild the Great Liao?

Giving up Yanjing City, if it is said that in the hearts of these Liao generals, especially the Khitan generals, had never considered anything before, and now it has completely shaken.

The only one who led them onto another road to restoration seemed to be the tall and thin figure standing upright in front of them... But then, under the leadership of King Xiao Gan, even if he found a foothold and built up with these embers in the midst of difficulties, would it be the Great Liao? Or was it a Xi empire?

If they don’t agree with Xiao Gan’s choice, would they really die in Yanjing City and Daliao?

Everyone felt that their head was extremely heavy, and they could not raise their heads in front of Xiao Gan. Even the most loyal Khitan general could not say anything in front of Xiao Gan at this time.

Since seizing power from Yelu Dashi to control the last force of the Liao Dynasty, Xiao Gan has been reluctant to do so until he used the pressure from the Song army that he forced these Khitan generals to follow his steps at this moment!

On the battlefield behind Xiao Gan, a whimpering horn suddenly came. Everyone woke up from the heavy atmosphere as if they were stabbed by needles and looked up at Xiao Gan's banner.

I saw that on the chaotic battlefield, the Liao army used their wings to resist desperately and maintained a path that was under the banner of Xiao Gan. The figures of the cavalry of the brigade appeared in sight. The flames painted their figures lightly or darkly. First, a knight blew with a horn, and the tone was lower and lower, and it crashed into everyone's heart.

These knights are the far-blocked siege of the Liao army. When the fierce battles were at the forefront, it was not time to use these far-blocked sieges. These elite knights of the Liao people were the eyes and ears of the entire army. They had to cover the entire battlefield and use them to find out the situation of the enemy surrounding them. Although these far-blocked knights were all strong soldiers and could fully fight in armor, the Liao army had never thought of throwing these too precious far-blocked siege into the flesh-and-blood grinders attacking the Song army camp!

Xiao Gan smiled faintly, and with a move back, his personal guard had already brought a bag of armor and put a layer of heavy armor on Xiao Gan. Another personal guard carried a heavy axe with a long handle and stood silently beside Xiao Gan.

"………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… As long as we work hard and kill in front of his central army camp, Liu Yanqing no longer has the courage to die in the bloody battle! I went to the battle to break the Song army camp. Whoever was willing to follow the footsteps of a certain family will follow!”

First, a general of Xi jumped up, snatched a shield and followed Xiao Gan without saying a word, and then more generals of Liao jumped up. Even the Khitan general who had just fought against Xiao Gan was closely followed by Xiao Gan. The sound of the golden drum sounded again, ten times louder than when the war was at its peak!

Under Xiao Gan's banner, hundreds of thousands of long-distance knights turned over and dismounted, and put on armor. Under the flames, these Liao soldiers looked as fierce as iron, waiting to launch the final impact!

On the two-story arrow tower on the Yanjing city wall, Yelu Dashi was motionless and staring at the fierce fighting not far away in front of him for a whole day in the middle of the night. His tall figure was also motionless.

In front of him was a wild and tragic battlefield, a bloody fire. Behind him was the dark Yanjing City, quiet as if dead. But Yelu Dashi knew that every Liao family in Yanjing City was worried about the war in front of him. Each family was waiting for the final unknowing result of this war.

The fire on the battlefield illuminated the arrow tower and painted a dark and dark color on the tall city walls of Yanjing. Everyone who was standing sideways did not know whether they were still in the world.

The sound of the trumpet of Yuanluozi's participation in the battlefield also reached the Arrow Tower. Yelu Dashi moved his body and whispered: "Are you really trying hard? King Xiao, King Xiao, even a certain family cannot do better than you...... Establish their authority with a bloody battle that must be won, and use the power of the Song army to show that Yanjing cannot be protected. Finally, he led the embers of the Great Liao, abandoned Yanjing City, and established a country elsewhere...... A certain family did not have the cruelty of yours, and could not bear to see the last place of Yanjing City, the Liao Dynasty!

…………Yelu Dashi, Yelu Dashi, you worked hard and wanted to be between the Yelu family and all difficulties, but what did you do? The emperor's bloodline entrusted to live in Yanjing was not saved, and the army and horses were lost in the hands of the Xi people, and you did nothing! Whether it is, or…………… I will give up Yanjing here, maybe the future will be the opportunity to restore the country to the Great Liao Dynasty. As long as a certain Yelu Dashi is still there! The Emperor, the Queen, will live up to this oath!"

Yelu Dashi's low voice could be heard clearly for every guard around him who was monitoring him. But they were also very moved by the fierce battle, and no one made a sound.

Yelu Dashi closed his eyes and opened it suddenly: "……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
Chapter completed!