23, the Liao army broke the shadow rebel army cottage, and the Gao family father and son fled in a hurry.

Tonight's moon is extraordinarily round, and wisps of moonlight shine through the silent night, sprinkled like a curtain of water, making this cold night in the depths of winter a little more chilly.

Gao Shun and his son Gao Yongchang sat on the hillside outside the stockade, chatting.

Gao Shun looked at the bright moon in the sky, and a wave of longing surged like a spring, and said: "This is not our hometown after all, remember our hometown Liaodong, it is not so cold now." ”

"At that time, I remember that it was snowing, but the weather was still warm, looking at the magnificent Liaodong Port from afar, it was very lively, people came and went, merchants came and went, and goods were piled up.

Remember, child, you are from Liaodong, and we will return to Liaodong one day. ”

Gao Yongchang nodded and said, "Don't worry, father, it will, soon." ”

Gao Shun said with a little nostalgia: "If I can succeed this time, then one day I can personally return to Liaodong and drive away those Liao invaders, if I can pick up the soil of my hometown with my own hands, I must personally take you to smell the soil with the smell of the sea, that is the taste of hometown." ”

At this moment, Gao Yongchang suddenly saw that the cottage was burning in the distance, the smoke was billowing out, and some shouts of killing could be faintly heard.

Gao Yongchang suspected that he had seen it wrong, rubbed his eyes, and looked carefully, it was a copycat.

Gao Shun also felt that something was wrong, the strong fire and billowing smoke in the silent night, shining in the sky, he looked back, it was a cottage, his head buzzed, how could this be.

Gao Shun ran frantically towards the cottage, and Gao Yongchang also followed.

They ran desperately through knee-high snow.

They quickly ran to the vicinity of the cottage, the cottage at the moment has been chaotic, the Liao army in gray armor surrounded the entire cottage, many of the rebels who broke through were shot by the Liao archers outside, and the rebels fell one by one, and the thick bloody air came to their faces.

The Liao people lit the cottage with pitch-black oil, and the fire rose to the sky, and the wood of the cottage creaked in the raging fire, and from time to time the burned black wood fell down.

The walls of the cottage are already crumbling.

Gao Shun's head buzzed, ruined, ruined, most of his life's foundation was ruined, and he rushed desperately to the archers behind him like crazy.

Gao Shun had no other thoughts, he just wanted to kill these damn Liao troops.

He wielded his scimitar desperately, slashing without any care, and Gao Yongchang also followed his father to slash and kill the archers.

The archers were killed and retreated, and the rebels who broke through inside also made a gap.

Everyone killed the Liao army in front and gathered together.

At this time, Gao Jie, the third master of the cottage, rushed out with more than 100 people, he was covered in blood, and he was hit by an arrow in his left arm.

When Gao Jie saw Gao Shun, tears flowed down, and he said silently: "Big brother, the stockade is over, it's all over, the brothers were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses, the second brother Gaul died in battle, and I rushed out with more than a hundred brothers." ”

Gao Shun nodded, suddenly raised his scimitar, and shouted: "Rush back with me, we want to take back our cottage, there is our home, there are our families, if they want to seize the cottage, unless they can step on our corpses, brothers rush back with me." ”

Saying that, Gao Shun took his head and rushed into the cottage with a loud roar.

Countless rebels in the cottage fought with the Liao army in a panic, inside and outside the alleys, at the corner of the street, there were battles everywhere, chaotic, all chaotic, shouting and killing everywhere, not so much a battle, but a massacre, and there were corpses of the rebels everywhere.

Gao Shun's eyes were blood-red, and he roared and rushed desperately towards the Liao army in front, and the rebels behind also rushed up, and the two sides met each other at the gate of the wall.

The collision of knives and knives, swords and swords, flesh and blood flying.

The scimitar in Gao Shun's hand slashed down one enemy after another, blood splattered all over his body.

Under the leadership of Gao Shun, the rebel army defeated the Liao army in front, but more and more Liao troops gathered, and many rebels also arrived, joined the battlefield, and slashed wildly.

The two sides fought a bloody battle at this walled gate.

Gao Shun couldn't remember how many rebels had fallen around him, and the only thought in his mind was one word, kill.

The fighting became more and more intense, both sides were red-eyed, and some of the rebels and Liao soldiers even rolled on the ground covered in mud and blood.

And no one noticed that Yelu Dashi, who was dressed in a black robe and held a bow and arrows, stood on a high wooden roof, bending his bow and arrows, each arrow was silent, but a volunteer army would fall, his eyes were fixed on a person, that person wielded a scimitar, slashed all the way, unstoppable, that person was the backbone of the righteous army, it was Gao Shun who fought in front of the army.

He bent his bow and arrows, his eyes glued, like a falcon, motionless and waiting for his moment.

Soon, the opportunity came, and in his sight, the man cut down a Liao soldier to the ground, and at the moment when the man raised his body, Yelu Dashi's arrow shot out.

Gao Shun only felt the black shadow in front of him flicker, and a sharp pain came from his chest, and he made a sound, knelt on the ground on one knee, supported his body with difficulty with a knife, and knelt on the ground.

The Liao army in front was overjoyed when they saw this bloodied enemy falling, and raised their knives to cut Gao Shun's neck.

Gao Shun suddenly felt a cold light flash, and it was a soldier who took the opportunity to swing a knife and slash at his neck, he didn't have time to dodge, he was a little dizzy, and tilted his head in a daze.

At this moment, Gao Yongchang saw his father fall to the ground, and an enemy's steel knife was about to cut off his father's head.

The scimitar slashed off the shoulder of the Liao soldier, and a scream rang out, and blood splattered.

Gao Jie also saw that his brother was injured, and rushed up with a few rebels, hugging Gao Shun, Gao Jie yelled: Young master, withdraw, we can't stand it.

Gao Yongchang suddenly thought that his wife Jiang Yan who had not passed through the door was still in the cottage, and tomorrow would be the day to marry her, and Jiang Yan could not make a mistake.

Gao Yongchang thought of this and said to Gao Jie: You guys withdraw first, I want to save Jiang Yan, is she still inside?

Gao Yongchang was about to rush inside, but was grabbed by Gao Jie and yelled: You can't save her, you will put yourself in, now the front is full of Liao troops, we have been killing for so long, we can't kill it, you are sending her to death. You have to go with me, you can't make any mistakes, and if you do, how can I explain to your father.

Gao Yongchang broke free of Gao Jie at once, and said: No, I want to save Jiang Yan, I don't care, she is a girl, I don't dare to imagine what the Liao people will do to her.

Gao Jie and several rebels pulled Gao Yongchang together, Gao Yongchang wanted to struggle but couldn't use his strength.

Gao Jie yelled at Gao Yongchang: Don't blame me, if something goes wrong with you, then the Shadow Rebel Army will really die.

Gao Yongchang struggled and yelled: Let go of me, third uncle, you let go of me, but you can't break free.

He could only watch the cottage drift away, leaving tears in the corners of his eyes.