"Grenadier Preparation...... "Let ......" Li Zhongyi didn't give the envoy a chance to continue talking, and directly ordered the final general attack.

The situation at the scene is completely different from when the Khitans charged in a sharp array just now: the remnants of the Khitan people have been completely wrapped in dumplings!

With the "cocktail" constantly being thrown into the sky, and then smashed into the ranks of the Khitans, it immediately ignited a majestic flame, and completely burned the Khitans who had surrendered to the ground!

"Ah......h

"Spare your life......"

"Save Me ......"

"The god of fire descends to earth, ......"

Yeluao mustered up his energy, and the little counterattack he organized in the end was burned to ashes, and the army's spirit was completely dispersed!

"Five-stage strike...... Let go of ......" Li Zhongyi pinched the rhythm, and after using the "cocktail" to disturb the military morale and deployment of the Khitans, he gave the order of a thunderous blow.

The "cocktail" was released on all sides at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, the Khitans who were secretly on guard and planning to sneak attack were burned dizzy, crying for their fathers and mothers, and running around with their heads in their arms.

The feathered arrows flying all over the sky, like locusts, fiercely pierced into the ranks of the Khitans, bringing a piece of desolate screams.

It was only at this moment that Yeluao suddenly realized that the little abacus he wanted to deceive must have been seen through by Li Zhongyi a long time ago!

In the desperate situation of ambush on all sides, fire demons and arrow rain raged at the same time, and the last trace of the Khitan people's determination to fight to the death was completely defeated!

Yeluao, the veteran of the Khitan Kingdom, deeply felt despair, and the Southern Barbarians had an old allusion: embattled. That's where he is now.

Continuing to resist will only feed Li Zhongyi's massacre. Yelu Ao closed his eyes in pain, and ordered intermittently: "Blow the trumpet and tell Li Zhongyi." As long as everyone's safety is guaranteed, a certain family is willing to surrender! ”

The tooth general of his cronies is also a person who understands, and Yeluao only proposes to ensure everyone's safety, but does not mention his own safety, obviously wanting to die for his country.

"Be sure and steady, the young general is willing to lead everyone, and he will save your life to fight your way out." The Tooth General's loyalty cannot be questioned, but Jeremiao understands it in his heart. They are surrounded by water, where is the way to go?

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if he is lucky and escapes, his sons and daughters are afraid that they will be killed by the Southern Barbarians.

At that time, what face does Yeluao still have, based on the aristocratic circle of the Khitan Kingdom?

The subordinates are all old men who followed Yeluao to fight in the north and south. More or less have some feelings, Yeluao knows that this battle will be lost, even if he goes back to the Khitan Kingdom, he will not be able to escape the poisonous hands of his political enemies.

Instead of having his subordinates accompany him to the funeral. It is better to sacrifice Yeluao alone, but he will also gain a good reputation, so that it is possible to keep the slaves of his family members who are not political enemies.

Li Zhongyi's army. Many of them followed Kaifeng from the northwest, and they were very familiar with the horns and the sound of golden drums of the Khitans.

"Lingshuai. The Khitans blow the trumpet, please surrender. Song Yunxiang, the commander of the Senate, the inspection department, and the school, reported the gratifying news to Li Zhongyi.

Li Zhongyi smiled coldly. He said, "If you don't eat the toast, you have to eat the wine." Tell Jeremiah that whoever dismounts and abandons his weapon within half an hour will not die! ”

Song Yunxiang personally sounded the horn of the Khitans, and handed Li Zhongyi's original words into Yeluao's ears.

Yelu Ao sighed, Li Zhongyi didn't look at his young age, but he was unusually old and spicy, and he didn't leak, so that he couldn't find a gap.

When the Khitans went south to fight the grass valley, they were really not polite to the southern barbarians, and there were even more bad things about burning, killing, robbing, plundering, and robbing wives and sisters.

If he resists to the end, Yeluao has reason to believe that his old subordinates will definitely be chopped up by Li Zhongyi for making excuses.

Yeluao, who has been cornered, is a person who understands after all, and he is also a man, and there is not much time left for him!

Yelu sighed for a while, and lazily ordered: "Blow the trumpet, let the cubs dismount and throw their bows and knives, and only then will they have a chance to go home." ”

The situation was clearly one-sided, and the cronies pursed their lips, and finally, slapped himself hard, closed his eyes, and blew the elegy of surrender.

"Bang dang, bang dang ......" Countless weapons were thrown to the ground, making a crisp but unpleasant sound, and Ling Zhi Congruan saw an epoch-making scene that he would never forget: the Khitans surrendered as an establishment!

Countless soldiers of the Li family army witnessed the real scene of the Khitan dismounting and surrendering, and many of them had never thought of it before: the Khitans, who have always been domineering, are even today?

With the surrender of the Khitans, the entire battle of Zhaozhou ended with a complete victory for the Li family's army, drawing a perfect comma.

According to the standard regulations for capturing prisoners, Liao Shanhe and Yang Lie instructed their subordinates to cut off the hands of the Khitans who surrendered, and tied their arms with thick ropes in groups of ten and strung them together.

After about two hours, all the Khitan captives were tied up strongly, and there was no room for resistance.

At this time, Li Zhongyi's Chinese army barracks had already erected a big tent, and Li Zhongyi accompanied Zhe Congruan to sit in the tent and drink tea.

"No blame, after this battle, my Da Zhou is no longer afraid of the Khitan Tartars." Fold from Ruan Xinyue was convinced, and sincerely praised Li Zhongyi's outstanding martial arts.

Li Zhongyi shook his head, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "Don't hide it from Yue Zu, the greater the battle achievements on my side, the more uneasy the south is." ”

Fold Congruan smiled and said nothing, the former traitor Feng Dao once said a sentence, the emperor, the strong soldier and the strong man do it!

Guo Wei, the Taizu of this dynasty, relied on the barrel of a gun, and Sejong Chai Rong also relied on the illustrious military might of the Battle of Gaoping, so he sat firmly on the throne!

Zhe Congruan narrowed a pair of old eyes, and secretly laughed in his heart, this battle was a complete victory, and the huge power generated, I'm afraid even Li Zhongyi himself is difficult to estimate clearly, right?

How to say it, since the late Tang Dynasty, because the Central Plains court has never been able to establish real authority, the feudal towns in various places have been fighting for years, resulting in the withering of the people's livelihood, the great loss of strength, and the bullying of foreign races.

The Han people in the Central Plains have been bullied for a long time, and their self-confidence is seriously insufficient, and they are extremely inferior, and they regard the Khitan people as fierce beasts and dare not look at each other squarely.

This time, after the head-on decisive battle, Zhe Congruan has already seen a bright future: as long as Li Zhongyi holds the highest real power in the Great Zhou, why should the Khitans be afraid?

"No blame, how to deal with so many Khitan captives?" Zhe Congruan wanted to ask the court how the court would view this matter, but when the words came to his lips, it became a prisoner issue.

Li Zhongyi touched his chin, smiled slightly, and explained: "The Central Plains is short of manpower, building bridges and paving roads, building workshops, and all the manpower is needed." As for the Khitans who are already dead, hehe, it is quite appropriate to build a Jingguan. ”

Zhe Congruan didn't react at first, and after he suddenly realized, he couldn't help but sigh secretly: Building the head of the Khitan people into a Jingguan is probably an unprecedented event in hundreds of years, right? (To be continued.) )