Chapter 154: Return to Heaven (14)

The heavy snow finally gradually became lighter.

The sky gradually became brighter, and the mountains, rivers and land in Yan were covered with silver and white scenes. It seemed that God also wanted to completely cover up the bloody killings that had happened in Yan over the past year.

However, near Yanjing, fireworks still rise from the sky, and the cruel and violent aspects seemed to be powerless. We could only watch how many heroes, ambitions, and innocent people continued to roll up the chaotic trend with the land of Yanjing as the center!

The war in the city has gone on a different look.

No matter how cruel Yelu Dashi was, he would never have the reason to burn Yanjing City. When he was commanding the battle in the city, the refugees living in the north city had already worked together to clear a zone of isolated fire. Water and fire were ruthless, and there was a strong wind in the cold night. Even if Yelu Dashi was unintentional, who knew whether the fire would spread and ignite the entire Yanjing City!

The fire was burned one day and one night. The prosperous city of Yanjing, the former most prosperous place in the north, has been turned into ashes. The pavilions, towers, streets and alleys, three tiles and two houses, and the winery and shops were all in ashes. The fire was extending to the isolation zone and was difficult to continue. When dawn approached, it finally gradually became smaller.

The strong wind was still hot and the ashes drifted across the city, as if it was falling black snow.

The war in the city was still the same. The Liao defenders finally had a hope that Xiao Gan would return to the army, and they always fought bravely. The offensive of the Changsheng Army was not as fierce as when they first entered the city. Many Changsheng Army soldiers were fighting and looking out of the city, always muttering, everyone was trapped here, who knew when the main force of the Liao people would return to the army to fight?

The two sides were still in a stalemate. At Xixian Gate and Kaiyang Gate, you kill me and I snatch it back. The bodies of soldiers of the Song and Liao armies on the front of the city were piled up and pushed down the head of the city. The blood from the two sections of the city walls poured over the city and had frozen. When the fire shone, it was shocking.

By dawn, the two sides were already fighting with powerlessness. It was already a daunting opportunity for the Liao army to launch an attack on such a narrow place on the city wall. More and more people retreated, and the Hedgehog gathered near the Danfeng Gate, and it was difficult to command no matter how they were drawn forward. Guo Yaoshi was unable to finally, so he had to let the retreating people return to Zhao Liangsi to dispatch them, and wait for the fire to rush into the city.

Even Guo Yaoshi himself was unable to fight. He was a serious injury and recovered. When he robbed the Yanjing city gate, he had another wound and had a lot of blood. Although he was unwilling to give up, his body could not fight. He shouted in the formation and urged the soldiers to go forward in the middle of the night, but in the end he was already shaking. It was his confidant Zhen Wuchen and Zhen Liuchen brothers who snatched him off.

Fortunately, when it was dawn, the fire in Nancheng was finally a little smaller, allowing the Song army to cross the fire and advance. Zhao Liangsi had already gone down the Arrow Tower and waited at the Danfeng Gate, his eyes were red with anxiety. There was no progress on the city wall, and time passed quickly, leaving them with less and less time for the surprise soldier to grab Yanjing City!

Zhao Liangsi stood stiffly on the arrow tower for a night, waiting for the fire to drop. At that time, he crossed the fire in the south city where flames were still there, and rushed straight into Yanjing City! As long as he could unfold the Changsheng Army brigade, he might be able to seize Yanjing before Xiao Gan returned to the army!

The soldiers of the Changsheng Army gathered at the gate of Danfeng, although they did not have much energy to go up the city wall to trade their lives for life to attack and advance. But they also believed that as long as they could unleash their troops and use all their strength, they might also have the possibility of snatching Yanjing City! Everyone was also waiting for the moment when the fire stopped, so that they could pass through the fire and pounce on Yanjing City!

Everyone was waiting for the fire to gradually decrease.

There were thousands of soldiers in the Changsheng Army. In addition to fighting fiercely one day and one night, hundreds of people were still stalemates with each other on the city wall. There were really no one to spread too many people in that place. The remaining three or four thousand people were almost all gathered outside the inner city of Danfeng Gate. The place controlled by the Changsheng Army on the city wall was already large enough that it would not be attacked by the Liao defenders near the city gate. The Changsheng Army outside the city was desperately crowded into the city. The Qiansheng Army outside the city was desperately fighting to the city. The Qiansheng Army outside the city was desperately bringing warmth to the strangely cold weather.

In Danfeng Gate, the soldiers of the Changsheng Army were crowded together, sitting or lying. Many people were excited and nervous, and fell asleep on the cold ground with armored roe. The heads were next to the heads, and even the place where people were inserted into the Danfeng Gate was not easy to find. From the city wall, it was similar to the place where refugees lived. The places where they could shelter from the city gate tower were naturally the exclusive place for the officers of the Changsheng Army. On the city wall, there were some mobilizations. The soldiers who were sent to the command stepped on a human body and aroused a burst of curses before they could move into the city gate tower. A military order was passed down, and several officers were heard cursing, and then they gathered their soldiers, or rushed to the city wall to kill, or left the city to take over the responsibility of the sentry detectives.

The ever-winning army is all old soldiers. Knowing that once a soldier is on the battlefield, the most important thing is to seize every time to eat and sleep. Otherwise, a battle may be a stalemate for several days. On the battlefield, having strength, spirit, and quick reaction is the capital to save your life!

Although the stalemate at the city gate is now at the city gate, the Liao army outside does not know when it will be back, and it is impossible to advance and retreat for a while. What is the prospect of attacking Yanjing City this time? It is still unknown, but these soldiers and generals of the ever-winning soldiers are knocked down and sleeping.

It was not that Zhao Liangsi and Guo Yaoshi had thought of filling a road in the fire. It was nothing more than pressing the fire to open the road. But one was cold and the earth was cold, and there was a lack of tools. It took a lot of effort to collect a few earth buns. The other was that Yelu Dashi's fire was properly released and it was really vicious. I don't know how many people he gathered and how many houses he demolished and filled it in the fire. The fire wall in front of him rose for half a day, stretched dozens of steps away, and the flames rose and rolled, and all roared. When they got closer, they were all burning. How could this little piece of earth bag they collected fill a road?

In Yanjing City, the Song and Liao sides were stalemate, waiting for new changes to happen in this war, but both sides also knew that at most, by dawn, the war would never be able to stalemate again!

Guo Yaoshi suddenly opened his eyes.

He was robbed by Zhen Wuchen and Zhen Liuchen during the fierce battle. He wanted to keep fighting, but his body could not hold on. He was confused among the injured soldiers on the first floor of the Arrow Tower.

The scenes in the dream are changing and coming one after another. Yanjing City is completely covered by a fire in the dream. Yelu Dashi, Xiao Gan, Liu Yanqing, Tong Guan, and even the already dead Dong Xiaochou and others, countless famous ministers, generals, heroes and heroes are fighting together in the fire. Everyone is covered in blood, but everyone does not retreat.

In the dream, Guo Yaoshi even thought that the battle would never end for the rest of his life!

The scene in the dream changed again. Outside Yanjing City, there were already black cavalry of Liao people, brigades surrounding them, and they marched like a wall. The Liao people knights leaned on their horses, spread their arms, and made a shout of minions, rushing towards Guo Yaoshi!

Looking around, no one of the soldiers of the Changsheng Army followed, and even his daughter Guo Rong was not around. The only thing left was Zhen Wuchen Zhen Liuchen who had fallen in a pool of blood.

In a blink of an eye, the Liao cavalry, holding up the banner of Xiao Gan, had already submerged all the heroes who fought to the death for the belonging of Yanjing!

In Yanjing City, corpses were piled up like mountains, like the lowest level of hell. Guo Yaoshi himself, for some reason, could only look up in the pile of corpses and look at the black flag of Xiaogan flying above his head. Suddenly, the black flag fell again, and even in his dream, it made a shocking sound of collapse!

The one who destroyed this flag was a silver-armored young man with a body shape, beautiful eyebrows and a look. Guo Yaoshi remembered that he had met this young man. Although he had no big difference in his words and deeds, he had a quick mind and had a quick reaction, and he could even exert courage. But for some reason, Guo Yaoshi always felt that when he met this young man, he always seemed to have a sense of incongruity with this era.

But at this moment, the young general's face had a look of wind and frost, and was persevering and calm, just like a man from Yan who had been fighting on the battlefield for many days. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the sword light was dazzling, covering the entire Youyan mountains and rivers!

A name flashed through Guo Yaoshi's chest, and in his dream he shouted: "Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan!"

Then he woke up from his dream, surrounded by a strong smell of blood. The sound of wounded soldiers tossing and groaning filled the dim arrow tower. Several personal guards were by his side, and they were so tired that they could not stand. There was also a sound of Ling Xing fighting on the city wall, but both sides were a little weak.

When he heard it again, the howling and bursting sound of the fire outside was much lower than before. Zhao Liangsi shouted loudly from above: "Come on earth to fill the road! Go into Yanjing City, what are you waiting for!"

Guo Yaoshi suddenly became clever and jumped up and rushed out of the arrow tower, and came to the battlement of the city wall. This was the darkest time before dawn. The sky was pitch black in the distance, but everything near the corner of his eyes was still brightly reflected by the burning fire.

The fire is really smaller! It is no longer connected to the fire wall, and you can see the burning fire scene, as well as the scenery in Yanjing City behind the fire!

Under the city wall, near Danfeng Gate, the soldiers of Changsheng soldiers were getting up in chaos. After all, Zhao Liangsi was not them leading Shangguan directly. Although the fire in front of him was a little smaller, the heat was still rushing. Moreover, after the fire, the Liao people had one night to prepare. Who knew what was waiting for everyone after rushing over? Although Zhao Liangsi was jumping there, his movements were not much faster, and no one was willing to be the first person to rush over.

Guo Yaoshi took a sudden breath and exclaimed: "Zhen Wuchen, what are you waiting for? Carry out the road and rush over! We don't have much time, kill the Liao army, grab the city gates everywhere, and capture the Liao people's queen! Take down the city of Yanjing!"

Guo Yaoshi is now confident general, and there are only two brothers of Zhen Wuchen, Zhen Liuchen. Like him, Zhen Wuchen was seriously injured in the Battle of Yizhou. Therefore, he did not let him go up to the city wall to rush, but only led the soldiers in Danfeng Gate. At this time, when he heard Guo Yaoshi shouting, Zhen Wuchen with scarred faces came out, and behind him were elite soldiers who had already prepared. Before them, there were hundreds of soldiers who were always in the forefront of the forefront. With Zhen Wuchen's stern shouting, hundreds of soldiers who were in the forefront of the forefront, the hundreds of soldiers who were in the forefront of the forefront rushed forward and threw the earth bags and stones towards the fire.

The fire in front of him was indeed not as violent and violent as yesterday. The earth bags and stones obviously filled a path in the fire. The soldiers of the Changsheng Army gathered in the Danfeng Gate made a way out and asked Zhen Wuchen to lead the soldiers to cross. After following the soldiers who filled the road, they strode towards Yanjing City!

Yaoshi Guo shouted, feeling that all his strength suddenly returned to him. Success or failure is here. Whether he can take down Yanjing City before Xiao Gansha returns depends on this time!

He picked up a long-handled battle axe, and under the protection of his personal guards, he strode under the city wall. Above his head, Zhao Liangsi had already poked out half of his body from the second floor of the Arrow Tower, and his eyes were red and shouting at him: "Guo Du, take down Yanjing City!"

At the other end of the city wall, Yelu Dashi also quietly looked at everything in front of him.

The Liao defenders, together with Yelu Dashi, gathered all the troops and horses from the upper city, fought to the point where the oil was exhausted. At the Kaiyangmen Arrow Tower where he was guarding, both sides advanced and retreated, and fought in a mess. There were dead bodies and wounded soldiers lying everywhere, and they didn't know who was still alive without stepping on it.

The Kaiyangmen Arrow Tower was also set off by the Changsheng Army. Before the fire broke out, it was snatched back and extinguished by the Liao army. In the Arrow Tower, the smell of blood, burnt, and various indescribable smells mixed together, which became the most real smell on the battlefield in Yanjing at this moment.

The Liao army defenders, with only a few hundred numbers, were guarding near the Kaiyangmen Arrow Tower, and most of them were defeated. Yelu Dashi also suffered two places of death, and was also robbed by the Liao army, but he refused to rest and stood on the city wall to supervise the battle, encouraging the Liao army who had been struggling to support it.

He also heard the shouts of orders from the Song army, and also watched the raging fire that burned half of Yanjing City gradually weaken before dawn came.

Yelu Dashi sighed softly: "But I didn't expect that this Yanjing City was destroyed in my hands..."

Around him was a Khitan noble who was also seriously injured. His ancestors lost power during the time of the Liao Daozong and had not yet taken any real job. This time, they were encouraged by Yelu Dashi, put on the armor left by their ancestors, and took their family slaves to the city wall to defend. At this moment, when he heard Yelu Dashi sigh, he also supported himself and stood up and snorted: "Even if the city of Yanjing is destroyed in our own hands, don't leave it to these Song people! Guo Yaoshi, who led the troops, was originally from Yan, but he worked so hard for the southern people! Even if the Liao Dynasty was destroyed, I would also die with villains like Guo Yaoshi!"

Yelu Dashi glanced at him and smiled faintly, "Who said the Great Liao was destroyed? As long as we are still here, where will the Great Liao die?"

He waved backwards, and the few remaining guards were still the Xi soldiers who were sent by Xiao Gan to house arrest and monitor him that day. He respectfully presented Yelu Dashi's helmet. Yelu Dashi put the helmet on his head and breathed a long sigh: "Still persist for so long, King Xiao should come back... If he is still the king of the Fourth Army of the Great Liao that I know! Yanjing will be ruined like this... As long as I Yelu Dashi is not dead, as long as I Yelu Dashi is not dead!"

He looked at the Khitan noble who was striving to support his standing and smiled gently: "I want to save this Yanjing, but it was a certain family who burned Yanjing City in the end. King Xiao wanted to abandon this Yanjing City, but he was the one who came to save this Yanjing City. Things in the world are unpredictable, and there is nothing more than this... After this war, Yanjing will never be able to save it anymore... Survive, and we will revive the Great Liao again!"

Before the Khitan nobleman answered, Yelu Dashi raised his arms and shouted: "It's going to dawn! The king of the four armies is about to return to Yanjing! We will fight again in this last battle, drag the Song people, wait for our main force to return to the army, and wait for their fate, and only crush them!"

Amid the shouts, the Liao army and horses who were already so tired that they could not stand still, and the soldiers of the Liao army who were in a stalemate on the city wall, as well as the soldiers of the Liao army who were in the arrow tower, were all excited. Yelu Dashi had already picked up a spear and stepped forward. Several personal guards followed him closely, following him towards the Danfeng Gate on the city wall, and rushed towards the direction of the Danfeng Gate!

In this darkest period before dawn, the exhausted Song and Liao sides were encouraged in the city of Yanjing, Yu Yong was determined to decide the last victory!

Hundreds of Song army soldiers roared across the road filled in the fire. Although the fire was a little smaller, everything around them was still burning. The iron armor on their bodies was already burning hot, and the beards exposed outside were burned. The smoke choked everyone and couldn't breathe.

When they rushed through the fire, almost everyone of the hundreds of soldiers who were attacking first were injured, with dry mouth and sweat under the iron armor.

Zhen Wuchen took the lead and felt suddenly relieved in his chest. Only then did he realize that he had rushed through dozens of steps to a wide fire scene!

Wherever you see, under the firelight, there is a large area of ​​white ground. Broken tiles and ruins are everywhere. The Liao people really have a sense of ruthlessness. They not only burned half of the city on the south side, but also demolished a large house and threw things that could cause fire into the fire. Other bricks, tiles, soil and stones have built up barriers!

These barriers are both low and crude. If they are in the battle, they will be unable to withstand a single impact. However, in Yanjing City, these earth barriers are erected while raising fires, and there are also military horses fighting to the death on the city wall. The Liao people in Yanjing City are so fierce that they hope to return to the army outside the city are already evident!

The resistance in Yanjing City has indeed done its best. In real history, Guo Yaoshi, the pharmacist Yang Keshi, sneaked into Yanjing City. Even if the Liao people in Yanjing fought against each other with earth, stone and tiles, all fought for a long time. Almost turned the entire Yanjing City into a white land. At this moment, the tragic resistance in Yanjing City is even better than the real history!

However, this restraining resistance has reached a desperate point. Half of the Yanjing city was burned, and the Northern Liao Empress brought the coffin of the Northern Liao Emperor to the city tower. No matter how many people there are, they are not the opponent of the armored army. As long as they break down the last earth base to resist, they can directly grab the city gates in Yanjing and seize the great achievements that many people want to achieve even if they fight to the death!

Zhen Wuchen shouted loudly, handed over his spear and pulled out his sword with his right hand. He led the way toward the barrier of the earth-building wooden fence in front of him. At this moment, there was no room for regression, so he could only go forward. Behind him, the soldiers of the always-winning army who kept pouring out of the road in the fire field were also the same idea. They had a rest last night, and now they have recovered some energy. At this moment, they followed Zhen Wuchen tightly and rushed forward without even ordering the general!

After the Tuli, there were chaotic Liao defenders. The so-called nationalities of the Liao people in the city knew that after the city was broken, they would definitely be unlucky. They took out all their last strength. The royal relatives, Liao officials, eunuchs in the palace, Liao soldiers, wealthy slaves, and even Khitan civil servants formed the last resistance in Yanjing City. They also had all kinds of weapons in their hands, and none of them could wear armor. Last night, they were all desperately demolishing houses and throwing more combustible objects into the fire. By this time, all the demolished people around had been demolished. They were completely exhausted. As the fire gradually diminished, these chaotic defenders gathered behind the Tuli, waiting for the final attack of the Song people.

When we finally saw the Song people rushing out of the fire and roaring forward, everyone looked tragic. A Liao stinger stood up, stood on the earth and shouted: "There is no country that will not perish in the world, let's die here! Are you waiting for the Song people to break the city and then massacre the city? Let's die with Yanjing City!"

Amid his shouts, the Liao people were chaotic defenders. Those who had bows and arrows in their hands had shot, and those who had no bows and arrows threw bricks and tiles. Those who were squeezed behind also opened their mouths and shouted. This shrill shout immediately swept across the city, as if witnessing the Liao Dynasty's more than a hundred years of rule over the land of Youyan, and it was about to end at this moment!

The Northern Liao Dynasty was known as the regent at this time, and the empress Xiao Puxian left by the Emperor God. It was the relative of Xiao Gan, the king of the Fourth Army. Xiao Gan now holds all the power of the remaining mountains and rivers of the Northern Liao Dynasty, and maintains enough respect for Xiao Puxian. When the military's expenses are so difficult, he still tries to maintain her so-called supply of the so-called palace.

But at this moment, in the arrow tower of Tongtianmen in Yanjing City, the 33-year-old Liao empress was already wearing plain clothes. She knelt down to the north, her hair was dripping and hanging behind her. She was so dazed that she didn't know what she was thinking.

There were only a few palace maids serving her. The eunuchs who were strong were sent out by her to participate in the final resistance. The civil and military officials of the Northern Liao court had only a false reputation for a long time. The great power was in Yelu Dashi, but now it was in the hands of Xiao Gan. Naturally, no one is still beside this lonely queen, who either fled or stayed with their relatives, waiting for their final destiny.

If Yelu Dashi hadn't been there, if it weren't for the Khitan Xi people in Yanjing City, the Khitans and Xi people who were still trying their best to shock them, they might have all Han officials who were going to tie her up and take her to the Song army into the city.

But at this moment, it was already in a desperate situation.

Yelu Chun's coffin was parked outside, but now no one cares about the dead emperor of a small court that is about to perish. Outside the Tongtian Gate, there are still shouts and cries in the remaining northern city of Yanjing. The order that was slightly more stable last night was completely collapsed. Now the turmoil is beyond the moment when the Song army suddenly snatched the city gate yesterday! The few palace maids serving Yelu Samantabhadra, the Khitan Xi people, were holding sharp blades in their arms, ready to die with the last moment. Those from the Han people from Bohai were staring around, looking around and looking at what a way out.

Xiao Puxian, who was kneeling there, suddenly asked in a low voice: "Is there any news about Dashi Linya?"

A palace maid who looked like a female official replied in a low voice: "Since Dashi Linya went to Kaiyang Gate last night and raised the fire to block the retreat, there has been no news yet."

Xiao Puxian asked again, "Has the King of the Fourth Army returned?"

The female official said silently and said nothing. Xiao Puxian nodded slowly and stood up: "Help me out and take a look..."

Several palace ladies and female officials stepped forward to support Xiao Puxian and helped him out of the arrow tower. In addition to the arrow tower, there were only a few dozen children of the Xiao family's relatives, and the white-haired old men were among them. Apart from them, there was no one on the city wall. Seeing Xiao Puxian coming out, the only remaining Xiao family's relatives, Su Wei, saluted Xiao Puxian with a sad look on his face.

Xiao Puxian also looked red with his eyes and said with a little finger. She looked outside the city first, and the sky was gradually brightening. The plain forest was distant, and the traces of the camp left by the Huanqing Army were still far away. Everything was shrouded in a piece of whiteness. It was silent, and there was no sign of Xiao Gan's banner or the army of the Liao Dynasty.

Turning back to the city, I looked at the scene of chaos. The fire in the south city was still burning, rolling up black smoke and ashes, and scattering all over the city. The only remaining northern city was filled with refugees running around, and the soldiers of the Song army had already appeared in the distance. A few chaotic defenders were fighting desperately with the barracks of streets and alleys. How could these all kinds of defenders be the opponents of the soldiers in armor? Seeing that the soldiers of the Song army had already been killed in blood, heading towards Tongtian Gate step by step.

The Song army had spread throughout the northern city, and screams were heard everywhere. Killing and setting fire have always been connected. The fire-headed smoke pillars also rose in the northern city, pointing to the city gates everywhere, as if marking the progress of the Song army in Yanjing City.

In addition to Tongtian Gate, there were not many Liao defenders guarding the city gates, including Gongchen Gate, Qingxiang Gate, Andong Gate, Yingchun Gate...... All the defenders collapsed, either joined the desperate resistance in the city, or opened the city gate to escape. The refugees in the city all opened the city gates and fled desperately, and the crowds trampled on each other at the city gates. On the snow outside Yanjing City, you can see a crowd like little ants, doing your last bit of strength to leave the dead place of Yanjing!

Big tears rolled in Xiao Puxian's eyes, and he finally couldn't help sobbing: "The foundation of our ancestors is over? How can such a great Liao have come to this point?"

A son of Xiao, Su Wei, whispered: "Master, King Xiao is about to return to the army, then..."

His voice came to an abrupt end halfway, and he clearly lost his confidence. Xiao Puxian looked at the city again, turned around and walked into the Tongtianmen Arrow Tower: "The Song army approached and burned it. The emperor and I died together. Where can I escape? Let's go to Bianliang to be the queen of Zhou... After you raise the fire, you either go to find King Xiao or Xiangyin... The Great Liao is gone, everyone will go their separate ways!"

The children of the Xiao family guards were crying and silent. Outside the Tongtianmen Arrow Tower, firewood and tincture oil were prepared. Xiao Puxian’s daughter did not plan to run away. Now Xiao Gan is missing. I wonder if it was entangled by the three armies of Qin and Fengxihe in the east. The Song army was powerful. Xiao Gan fought east and west, but I was afraid it would be difficult to return to the sky. With such heavy snow, the people scattered and the cars were not fully driven, so where could she escape? It would be better to die here than to fall into the hands of the Song people and be humiliated.

Everyone watched Xiao Puxian step into the Arrow Tower. Some people were preparing to burn the fire here, while others bowed to the Arrow Tower for a few bows. Then they went down the city wall to find their own way. A white-haired guard seemed to be a powerful person in the Great Liao Dynasty that day, but now they cried like tears. They raised the torch and walked towards the place where the turret was piled up.

The sound of wind and fire cries passed by the city of Yanjing coldly, as if using this scene of the end of the world to witness the demise of an empire.
To be continued...