The windy weather made the battle difficult for both sides, but the battle inevitably reached a white-hot stage. The offensive and defensive sides worked hard, and everyone on the battlefield became inhumane beasts, and they also treated each other as beasts, killing each other without any mercy or hesitation.

After yesterday's battle, everyone has entered a state of numbness, and no longer thinks about life and death. The tragic scene has also become commonplace in their eyes. Because they have seen too much, their hearts have become numb, and the stimulation of the senses can no longer give them any emotions.

This situation is very terrible, once a person has no fear, and the fighting partner enters into an undying entanglement, there is no longer any fear or timidity. It's not bravery, it's a mechanical act. Although true warriors are not afraid of death, they have a sense of reverence for death, and they will not take the initiative to send them to death. And many of the soldiers and horses on both sides of the attack and defense in front of them looked like walking corpses, and they didn't even have any evasive actions against feather arrows and rolling wood and stones, and the means that could threaten their lives. In a way, they have given up on themselves, wishing they could die to end this nightmarish battle.

After the battle lasted for more than an hour, the Liao army had suffered more than 10,000 casualties. The Liao army relied on the superiority in numbers to rush to the city several times. But only a small number of soldiers and horses set foot on the city, and they were immediately strangled and killed. However, this also shows that the Jurchens' defense showed flaws, and the Liao people only made some progress by using primitive siege methods. And at this moment, more than a dozen cloud cars have once again approached the city.

The Jurchens repeated their old tricks, and the barbed crossbow bolts from the bed crossbow once again hooked the chariot, the ropes straightened in the gale, and the horses roared and pulled violently against the cold wind, trying to pull the chariot down. However, the Liao soldiers at the top of the cloud chariot cleared the huge long sickle several zhang long, and several people worked together to hook the rope at the end of the crossbow arrow, and after a few back and forth, the thick cable was cut. After the rope broke, the horses pulled on the streets of the city suddenly lightened their burden, and they dragged the other end of the long rope and galloped through the streets. The broken thick rope swept down a piece of the Jurchen soldiers on the city's head. Several people were caught in their legs and feet, and they were directly pulled off the city wall, and fell on the hard, cold ground in the city, and fell into pulp. The corpse was still dragged hundreds of paces by the horses, leaving a bloodstained trail.

Half an hour later, with the sound of a drawbridge falling, the first crane since the start of the war finally arrived under the city wall, and connected the city into a passage.

After the Skycart Suspension Bridge fell, the first batch of dozens of well-equipped Liao soldiers roared and rushed up the city wall. Although they were quickly slaughtered by the Jurchens on both sides, the passage was opened, and the Liao people could rush from the passage to the head of the city in a steady stream, which meant that the loss of the city wall was actually a matter of time.

The cars swayed, creaking and squeaking in the wind, and finally landed on the outside of the city walls. A large number of sandbags pressed the ground, and the wooden stakes were nailed to the ground to stabilize the mox, unless the moot fell apart, even no force could overturn him. More than a dozen cloud cars opened more than a dozen passages, and a steady stream of Liao troops rushed to the city, and the Jurchens could quickly eliminate them. But as long as a small group of people gained a firm foothold, a steady stream of Liao soldiers poured onto the city wall. The situation soon turned into a localized melee on the city walls. At this moment, it cannot be said that the Liao people have been able to capture the city wall, because in terms of hand-to-hand combat, the Jurchens are obviously more fierce and good than the Liao soldiers, after all, they are the Jurchens who fight with lions, tigers, leopards and wild boars in the mountains and forests, although they are thin and small, but they are agile and extremely ruthless. The Liao people are actually not good at hand-to-hand combat, they are good at the tradition of horse riding and shooting, although they are also fierce, but compared with the Jurchens, they are too far behind.

However, as long as time passes, the Liao people will inevitably gain the upper hand. Because as the Yunxiao cars are advanced into place one by one, more and more passages will allow a large number of Liao troops to rush to the city, and the speed is impossible for the Jurchens to clean up. The number of soldiers and horses of the Liao people was more than twice that of the Jurchens, and when the number of Liao soldiers at the head of the city exceeded that of the Jurchens, they could quickly occupy the entire city wall by virtue of the advantage of the number of soldiers and horses.

Time was running out for the Jurchens.

Wanyan Aguda had already personally led one of the most elite thousand-strong troops to start rushing along the city wall to clean up the Liao soldiers at the head of the city. This team of 1,000 people are all warriors personally selected by Wanyan Aguda, although not everyone is a tiger, but all of them are top fighters, and they are all masters who can hunt tigers and leopards alone. The weapon they held in their hands was not the meniscus normally used by the Jurchens, but a mace. These five-foot-long maces measure a foot-eight at their heads, and their black, round, rounded ends are covered in diamond-shaped spikes, and their spikes are only three inches long, but they are the most terrifying melee weapons.

This is a batch of maces recently made by Wanyan Aguda specifically to deal with the armor of the Liao, and the meniscus will reduce the lethality of enemies protected by armor. In particular, the armor of the elite soldiers of the Liao people, with the rudimentary cast iron meniscus knife of the Jurchens, could not have a killing effect, unless it could hit the neck and other vital points. You can't hack the opponent to death at once. But the mace is different, with a stick on the head, you can smash the opponent's helmet and head to pieces, and hit the body, and even more so, the body under their armor is full of blood holes, and the bones will also be smashed to pieces. Therefore, the mace is a standard weapon that Wanyan Aguda is promoting. But before they could all be replaced with maces, the war began.

More than 1,000 people followed Wanyan Aguda to rush all the way to the city, and the flesh and blood flew on the city wall smashed by the mace, and the vast majority of the Liao soldiers were smashed to death. The heads under the armor are like watermelons under the mace, and they will be opened with a stick, which should be the most ferocious and cruel method of killing.

Relying on the rescue of Wanyan Aguda, the situation on the most dangerous city wall of the West City can barely be maintained and will not be completely occupied. But as time went on, the situation had reached an extremely critical moment. Countless Liao soldiers under the city are constantly attacking the city wall through the cloud chariot passage, and the Jurchens have already shown signs of being unable to resist. In fact, as long as this situation is relaxed a little, the walls will be lost, and everything will be over.

At some point, the wind had stopped, and lead-gray clouds filled the sky. Under the clouds, the originally cold weather suddenly seemed to feel a little hot. Inadvertently, tiny snowflakes slowly fall from the clouds.

At first, it was a snow mist as fine as dust, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses in the middle of the battle did not even notice it. But soon, the dust turned into catkins, and then into swan feathers. The first heavy snowfall in Liaodong this winter came a few days earlier.

Heavy snow shrouded the sky, and the entire battlefield fell into a white mist. The Jurchen people in Liaoyang City cheered in surprise, they knew what a heavy snow meant. This is exactly the snow they were looking forward to. It may be the snow that could save their lives. They happily prayed to the Immortal Heaven, thanking the Immortal Heaven for giving them protection and the heavy snow falling in advance.

In the huge courtyard of the Liaoyang Mansion Palace, Yan Mingyue stood quietly in the heavy snow after wearing a robe, and the surprised laughter of the female guards came from the corridor, they were also happy for the heavy snow falling, and they also knew that this was the heavy snow that turned the tide of the war.

"Princess, it's snowing heavily, it's snowing heavily. The Liao people are afraid that they should withdraw their troops soon. Great, great. Princess...... Why don't you seem so happy? Doesn't the princess look forward to the snow sooner? Several female guards ran over and spoke happily to Wan Yan Mingyue, but they found that Princess Jinhua did not have a smile on her face, but frowned.

Wanyan Mingyue sighed softly, looked in the direction of the three city walls that shook the sky with the sound of killing, and did not speak. She didn't want to ruin the fun of the people around her, and she wanted to tell them that the snow seemed to be coming too late.

Wanyan Aguda, who was fighting bloodily at the head of the city, was only happy for a moment after the heavy snow fell, and then restrained his smile. Snow is a good thing, but in this situation, I am afraid that this heavy snow may not be able to stop the Liao people's determination to break the city. The breaching of the walls was already a matter of time. Even if I insist on it desperately, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on until it gets dark. If he hadn't been unwilling in his heart, he would have ordered the soldiers and horses to retreat. He didn't want to ruin all his strength in this battle of Liaoyang, despite how important Liaoyang Mansion was to the Jurchens. As long as this city is there, he will own the entire land of Liaodong. If this place is lost, the entire Liaodong will not be protected. The Jurchens will return to the mountains and forests to be savages. Everything you have worked so hard for will immediately return to its original shape. Of course, Wanyan Aguda was not willing to do so. But in this situation, even under this heavy snowfall, Yelu Zongyuan is afraid that he will have to take Liaoyang, because victory is so close to him, he naturally refuses to give up at this moment. This heavy snow may have brought them a more fierce attack.

"Don't think about anything, it's better to rely on yourself than on anything. Do your best and leave no regrets. I don't want to go back to the mountains and forests of Changbai Mountain, and I don't want to be a wild man. My ambitions go far beyond that. For an eagle to soar into the sky, it must shake off the snow and ice on its wings and must pass through the storm. Now is the catastrophe, and after it has passed, no one will be able to defeat me Wanyan Aguda. If I can't get by, I'll die here, because I'm not worthy to be the one who owns the world. ”

Wanyan Agu thought in his heart, stretched out his tongue and licked the cold liquid mixed with blood and snowflakes on his wrist, and raised the mace in his hand and rushed towards the Liao soldiers on the city wall.