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The First Champion Chapter 465

In this small place in the cloud, countless elite soldiers will collide and confront each other time and time again.

The one who disrupted the balance was still a traitor, a young man.

Most of the time, the end of a hero is always in the hands of such dirty villains, so as to put a strong end to his tragic life.

At the head of Yunzhou City, Yelu Dashi stood still straight, but there was an inextricable gully between his eyebrows.

Xiao Yixue's arm was broken at some point, and a wooden bandage was hung around his neck. Looking at the king in front of him, he choked up and said, "Your Majesty, Yeluxian of Yingzhou Prefecture died. Lead the Eighth Battalion of the Resentful Army and the Khitan to surrender, and the Jurchen defender in the city will be Wanyan Zongwang."

"Yeluxian...caused us a lot." Yelu Dashi gave a rare sigh, turned around after speaking, and continued to deploy defenses and deploy troops.

The upheaval in Yingzhou didn't seem to have affected him, and he was still the wise and brave Lord of Khitan.

Only the guards around him know that His Majesty has not closed his eyes and slept for three days.

Soon, the Jurchen Tartars under the city launched another attack on Yunzhou City.

The siege continued until night, and the generals of the Liao army breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to take a rest.

However, the Jurchen Tartars under the city did not retreat as usual. The night had shrouded the battle formation, and countless flaming torches were piled up on the battlefield.

When Datong City was built, the resources in the north at that time were extremely poor. Later, it was reinforced many times. It can be said that it is a great city in the north.

During the Five Dynasties, Li Keyong and Khitan Yelu Abaoji met in the east city of Yunzhou, Yi Paoma became brothers, and because of the righteousness of "thinking about benevolent people", they changed their name to Huairen County.Later, Shi Jingtang ceded Youyun Sixteen Prefectures to Khitan, and Wu Luan, the judge in Yunzhong, "closed the door and refused to be ordered by Khitan", repaired his equipment, and guarded the city day and night for half a year. Return", Yunzhou fell.

Since then, this city, the key to the north, has never returned to the hands of the Han people.

The shouts of the Jurchen Tartars reverberated in the night, hitting the Datong city wall and splashing in all directions, adding ten times the murderous aura to the night.

The Jurchen army horses kept moving back and forth in the night, urging groups of servants and vassal soldiers to fill up, and the wounded and dead were also carried down like flowing water.In the Battle of Liao Dynasty, nearly 60 Khitan soldiers and horses surrendered and became the servants of the Jurchen.

Dozens of stone cannons, because of the high frequency of firing, have already fallen apart, and no one cleaned them up, just firing the remaining stone cannons desperately.

In the night, although there were fire lights, weapons such as stone cannons were no longer accurate. When thrown out, it was unclear how many hit the city, or the heads of his vassal Khitan soldiers.

Anyway, those who were killed were all Khitans and Liao dogs, and the Jurchen Tartars didn't feel bad at all.

Yao Pingzhong commanded his men to pour down the boiling hot gold juice on the city tower, and there were screams and unpleasant smells mixed together, making people cry.

Arrows and crossbow arrows from both sides intertwined densely in the night, as if there was no end to it.

I don't know when, this battle in the cloud gradually got out of control.

All the troops involved seemed to have lost their minds, and it was common for them to fight to the death without retreating.Now it has developed to the point where even the darkness of night cannot stop the fighting.

You must know that fighting at night has always been the most tragic death fight, and the formation is completely uncontrollable. It is nothing more than fighting for human life.The number of casualties of soldiers from Jin and Liao soared rapidly, and no one knew how many people fell in the desperate melee at night.

The Song people's advantages in defending the city were obvious, and the Khitan soldiers soon discovered to their amazement that everything in their hands became a powerful weapon for defending the city.

Song Jun avoided the stone cannons on the top of the city tower, threw everything that could be thrown down the city, and poured hot water and boiling oil towards the gap.The hot water and boiling oil seeped in through the crevices of the heavy armor of the golden soldiers, and with the screams of these dead soldiers, rising white air rose from the crevices of the armor leaves, roasting them alive in the iron can cooked.

Yelu Dashi was standing on the city wall, dozens of big drums around him were beating deafeningly.The generals of the Liao army were robbed one by one covered in blood, and many generals of the Liao army swallowed their last breath right in front of him.

Yelu Dashi didn't even look at the casualties, but just stared at the battlefield, which was filled with some Jurchen soldiers and horses.

Song Jun on the wall next door, didn't know what was splashed, and caught it at one point.In the pile of dead people below the city, there was a big fire, exuding the stench of roasting.

The flames illuminated the entire battlefield as bright as day. Yelu Dashi took a look at it and found that the Song people had many rules for defending the city.

They hide from positions where they can throw rolling stones, but never raise their heads.On the Khitan side, many soldiers raised stones, and as soon as they came to the city wall, they were nailed to death by Jurchens shooting arrows at the city tower.

The Song people cooperated tacitly, and throwing a piece of wood required the joint efforts of three or five people, which was efficient and quick.

The Khitan soldiers and horses had to run or carry them by themselves, the city walls were already crowded, but now they stumbled and pushed each other even more.

Although the Han people are slightly inferior in field battles, they are definitely good at attacking and defending the city.

In this world, there is no place like the land of the Han people, full of cities.

Even these cities in Yunnei were built by the Han people, and they were originally used to resist the invasion of alien races in the northern grasslands.

While Yelu Dashi was staring at the battlefield, Yao Pingzhong walked over from the city under the escort of several personal soldiers holding up their shields.

"Your Majesty, the Jinren are desperate, and we have to respond."

Yelu Dashi picked up a stone, sat down and asked, "Then let's switch defenses, remove some soldiers, and replace them back and forth."

Yao Pingzhong nodded, and Yelu Dashi continued: "The Liao people are not good at defending the city, so we just mix together, so we can learn while fighting."

Yao Pingzhong didn't doubt it, and agreed, the Jurchen went out of his way and attacked the city with all his might, perhaps because he felt that the incident in Yingzhou would lower the morale of the Khitan army, which was an opportunity for them to take advantage of.The Jurchens don't want to be wasted in this purgatory in the cloud anymore, they want a quick victory.

This battle has reached a heated stage, and it only takes a small opportunity to decide the outcome.

Looking at the tragic image under the city, Yao Pingzhong thought to himself, how many more people will die here...

Chapter 528 Seed

For several days in a row, under the city of Yunzhou, there was already a mountain of corpses, and almost all the Khitan students brought from Shangjing were dead.

Wanyan Agu's heart was as cold as ice, and he still drove people to arrest him everywhere, even the servants were forced to go forward to die.

Yao Pingzhong stood at the top of the city with a spear in his hand, snoring already tired.

His body was covered in blood, and his armor was also mottled. For several days, he personally supervised the battle at the top of the city.

The more ruthless these Tartars were, and the more miserable the people in Yunnei were, the more determined the soldiers of the Western Army were.

Wanwan can't let these people pass Yanmen Pass, once they arrive in Qinlong, the one who suffers will be his wife Ye Niang.

Yelu Dashi's tent was brightly lit, and his heart was as bright and transparent as the tent illuminated by the dozens of torches.

Fighting desperately in Yunnei would have to consume the last man of Khitan, Song and Jin didn't feel at ease.

Yelu Dashi knew it well, Da Song, who was constantly providing food, grass and supplies, decided to use the blood of Khitan men to consume the Jurchen Tartars.

They couldn't bear to die themselves, and Qinlong and Hedong were full of smoke, but they wanted to consume the enemy with the flesh and blood of Khitan.

Yunnei is a good territory. If you allow yourself to manage it for a few years, collect the Huns in the north, join the Tatars in the west, and deal with the Song and Jin Dynasties, it will be as firm as a rock, and you will not be afraid of enemies from all directions.

The worst thing was the situation in Xixia back then.

It's a pity, let alone a few years, I don't even have a day.

In this piece of scorched earth, it is destined that there will be no vitality for the Khitan people. When defending the city these days, Yelu Dashi is also preserving his strength.

He wants to leave a trace of fire for the Khitan people, and abandon this hot potato.

On the top of the mountain of knives and the sea of ​​fire, there is a golden bead, no matter how precious it is, it will still be empty if you don't get it.