Under the city of Zhuozhou, the fight is in full swing.

Everywhere were soldiers who were charging into battle, shouting to kill the heavens, and everywhere were dead bodies lying in pools of blood that would never get up again.

A boulder happened to smash the city gate, and Han Shizhong, the commander of the Song army, immediately gathered the daredevils to rush to the gate, and Xiao Gan on the opposite side also improvised and looked for the last chance, and this duel to attack and defend the city turned into a tragic street battle.

Yang Lin very much hoped that the Song people would enter the city of Zhuozhou and kill the Liao soldiers to give up resistance. But judging from the current situation, a vicious battle has just begun, and if this style of play is followed, there will be bloody battles in every alley in Zhuozhou City.

At that time, Zhuozhou City will become a mess, I don't know how many families there are, and I don't know which one is hiding the Liao soldiers, although it can control this city, but it is by no means a complete victory, I am afraid that the battle has just begun.

Yang Lin closed his eyes and thought deeply, the chaotic battle under the city made people's blood boil, but as a commander, he needed to calm himself down. This big city was suddenly smashed open, not breached, and there were tens of thousands of energetic and high-spirited Khitan soldiers inside.

Unless he is like the Jurchens, he slaughters and burns the entire city, but this is Zhuozhou, the homeland of the Han family, and the sense of belonging of the Yandi Han'er to the Great Song Dynasty is extremely low, if you do it again, I don't know how long the trauma will last.

Wang Quanbin, the general of the early Song Dynasty, slaughtered Sichuan, until now Shu is still a big rebel, and some people rebel every day, this kind of thing must not be done.

Today's Youyan Land is intricate, if it falls into a quagmire here, hundreds of thousands of troops are dragged in Zhuozhou, even if it is taken, what can it do?

Youyan Ten Prefectures, I only took three, and the rest were attacked by the Jurchens, so I'm afraid they won't last long. Especially Ye Luchun, he didn't want to defend the city at all, if his expectations were good, he had already saved the will to burn the jade.

Yang Lin had a hard time deciding whether to take the big city of Zhuozhou in one go, and give the court and the Great Song Dynasty a reassurance, or stop it in time to avoid falling into the quagmire of Zhuozhou. Xiao did what he wanted to do, why did he work so hard, and did he want the result to disgust himself for a few days with the annihilation of the whole army.

Between the lightning and flint, Yang Lin stood up straight, no longer hesitated, and said loudly: "Mingjin collects his troops and occupies the city wall." ”

The Yandi heroes dropped their jaws in shock, what is the reason for collecting troops at this time?

Yang Lin gritted his teeth and scolded in his heart, his mother's country will die, there will be demons, and the Liao people in Yandi are all mentally ill of his mother. From Yeluchun to this Xiao Gan, can't you have a little consciousness of a minister who has lost the country, and you surrender when you are cornered. Yang Lin now very much wants to carry Xiao Gan's collar and take him around the battlefield, and ask him if he is Han Shizhong is not strong, is Wang Yu Zongze not powerful, is there a small number of people in the Great Song Dynasty or is the weapon poor or the grain and grass are not enough?

Why don't you surrender, why fight to the death, you are the outcasts of Da Liao, who are you fighting for? Da Liao has listed you as a rebel!

If in general, I am not afraid of holding you up with the Liao people at all, and I will slowly consume you, but now it is different, the Jurchens are under Yanjing not far away, and the situation here is too complicated.

The herald naturally did not question Yang Lin, after he flew down to inform Han Shizhong of the order, the latter was slightly stunned, and randomly ordered Ming Jin to withdraw his troops, just occupy the city wall, block the city gate, and no longer fight with the Liao soldiers.

The sound of gold sounded, and the Song army retreated one after another, gathering in front of the city gates in various places, and posing in a defensive position.

The Liao people naturally didn't dare to bite and fight tightly, they were disadvantaged from beginning to end, but they didn't know why the southerners retreated.

Yang Lin was pondering how to recover Zhuozhou at the lowest cost in the next step, and it would be more favorable to the future battle situation, when a pro-soldier stepped forward pantingly, hugged his fists and said: "Marshal, I found a large number of Jurchen cavalry in the north, and they are rushing here. ”

The people present suddenly burst into an exclamation, especially the Yandi heroes who had just taken refuge, they had already heard of the notoriety of the Jurchens.

When Yang Lin arrived at this time, he calmed down, he turned around and said, "Zong Ze, who has ordered the rear army, to wait for the formation." The soldiers are coming, and the water is coming to cover the earth, so I don't believe that Yanjing City can't even hold it for a few days.

We have more people than Jin Bing, and he dares to divide his troops to attack, what are we afraid of? ”

In a high-rise building in Zhuozhou, Xiao Gan, who was standing with a sword, looked at the Song army who was receding like a tide, and his heart gradually became cold. The last glimmer of hope is gone, waiting for the Jin people to come and take the opportunity to escape There is no hope, the Song people surrounded the city wall, blocked the city gate, and now they have lost the city wall, and they are starving to death.

If they push forward slowly, searching from house to house, instead of fighting with themselves, they really won't be given the slightest chance.

After the last time, the henchmen next to him didn't dare to persuade him to kill him anymore, nor did they dare to say anything else, and stood quietly behind King Xi. Everyone couldn't stop looking at the back in front of them, and tens of thousands of Xi people who escaped, at this moment, all pinned their hopes on Xi Wang Xiao Gan!

The Liao soldiers under the city were very at a loss, they were aroused by Xiao Gan's pride, and vowed to make the southerners look good, but now this situation seems to be cut into the air.

Sighing heavily, Xiao Gan threw the sword in his hand and turned around and said, "You kill me, take the head to the Song camp to surrender, and keep the last trace of blood of the Xi people's children." ”

"King, we fought with the Song people!" The few relatives behind him all looked hideous.

"Even if I die, I will protect the king and kill him."

Xiao Gan turned his head, his deep-set eye sockets flashed with terrifying pupils, and he snorted coldly: "Since we were defeated by the Han people at the end of the Tang Dynasty, the Khitans took advantage of the fire to rob, and we have been under the fence for hundreds of years.

King Xi of all generations has been waiting for this opportunity, and now the troubled times have finally come, but I have not been able to take advantage of the situation. From then on, the best outcome was to be an idle rich man under the fence in the Great Song Dynasty or the Jin Kingdom.

This is a great comfort and happiness for ordinary people, but for me Xiaogan, it seems that life is worse than death. If the Mandate of Heaven really doesn't look down on us and ridicule people, why bother to have such a chaotic era when I was the king of Xi. ”

"You all listen well, in order to keep the bloodline of a few sons and daughters for my Xi people, take my corpse and go to the Song Dynasty." Xi people now also know the king's thoughts, living in the world is not his way of life, the king's ambition is high, his own henchmen are by his side every day, but they don't spy on one or two at all.

Xiao Gan picked up the sword, and all the henchmen in the building stepped forward, but no one dared to stretch out his hand.

As soon as his eyes were closed, facing the children of the clan, the last king of Xi committed suicide by raising his head and slashing his neck.