Chapter 717: Purge

With a bang, after the cannon sounded, Han Shizhong hurriedly covered Yang Lin's ears.

"Damn it, Han Wu, what are you covering after it's all blown up?"

Before Yang Lin's scolding words fell, there was another earth-shattering sound, and Yang Lin hurriedly closed his mouth.

Zong Ze and the others couldn't wait to crane their necks and look down, only to see smoke billowing out of the surrounded Jin Soldier Array, panicking.

Countless people trampled on each other, and the surrounding Tartars, who were still fighting, were also frightened and paused.

Zong Ze's eyes were dull, he was stunned for a moment, and then clapped his hands randomly: "Okay!" Good cannon! ”

Some shells are filled with toxic smoke; Some shells were filled with iron filings; Some are simply solid iron balls.

After all, artillery and ammunition are limited, and in the time it takes to blow up a stick of incense, the ammunition that has been painstakingly transported has already run out.

Except for the poisonous smoke artillery, the actual damage is limited, but the mental pressure caused is enormous.

Because these more than 50,000 people were surrounded by night attacks, the density of the station was very compact.

Panic spread like smoke, and the Tartars screamed and brandished their weapons, many of them hurting their own.

Yang Lin helped the iron helmet, and saw that the Tartars began to charge through like crazy, especially at the foot of the mountain, which was their main point of attack.

"The Tartars want to escape!" Han Shizhong laughed and said, "Shaozai, let go of it." ”

"Let it go?" Yang Lin scolded: "You're not sick, are you?" ”

"Shaozai, trapped beasts are still fighting, not to mention 50,000 elite soldiers. If they opened a small opening, their fighting spirit would suddenly disappear, and now the panicked Jin soldiers would definitely run away, trampling on each other and not knowing how many people would die. Then we will pursue it in columns, and the casualties will be smaller than now. ”

Yang Lin was bent on annihilating these people, and after listening to Han Shizhong's words, he couldn't help but hesitate.

Zong Ze plucked his ears at this time and said: "Shaozai, what Han Shuai said makes sense, our purpose is to occupy Mayu Mountain, it should not be delayed for too long, if these people are still in the position, but the golden soldiers of Huanglong Mansion will be broken when they arrive." ”

As soon as Yang Lin heard that both of them were so suggested, he was kind and ordered, and ordered the Song army on the west side to let go of a hole.

To the west is the territory controlled by the Great Song Dynasty, which is suitable for pursuit and annihilation, and the vast majority of these 50,000 people must be left.

Sure enough, as Han Shizhong and Zong Ze expected, after a small gap was released on the west side, the Jin soldiers who were in a panic flocked to this gap.

There are also many who are so soft by the poisonous smoke that they can't make up their strength, and even have intra-abdominal colic, vomiting and diarrhea.

Han Shizhong hurriedly ordered, and the light cavalry on the flank began to chase and kill, and some of the Tartars who escaped were worthy of the name of a strong army, and even a few teams organized to retreat and return fire.

As soon as he fled here, the Tartar who had no one behind him, and his morale suddenly fell to the bottom.

The situation on the battlefield became clear in an instant, and the encirclement became smaller and smaller.

More than 20,000 enemies were killed in this battle, 17,000 were captured, most of them were Khitan vassals, and the head of the Jurchen general Han Xianqi was smashed into a broken watermelon.

The key is to occupy the entire Mayu Mountain, so that the Song army can attack and retreat, and begin to take the initiative.

Yang Lin looked at the wind and sand, which was already much less powerful than a few days ago, and nodded secretly in his heart, the situation was rushing to catch up with the original plan, step by step.

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Baghdad has become a purgatory on earth, and Jerodashi ordered a massacre for three days as an example.

But the red-eyed Liao soldiers did not collect their knives until the seventh day, and there were not many people in the city at this time.

Yelu Dashi ordered all mosques to be torn down and hundreds of imams burned alive.

Blood once stained all the rivers in the city red, and the fishy smell greatly stimulated the Liao people's desire to kill, which was a horrific purge.

The butcher's knife from the East, for the first time, sharpened the blade so sharp, Yelu Dashi was determined to stand up and showed no mercy.

Yelu Dashi, at a young age, is the champion of both civil and military disciplines, he not only has the thirst for killing and ruthlessness in the Khitan bones, but also reads poetry and books, and has the family and country feelings of a literati.

This also caused him to love the Khitan extremely, with the generosity of dying for the country, and the desire to revive the Great Liao, without the kindness of a woman.

The Khitan takes iron as the name of the country, and Yelu Dashi takes the stone as the name, just like his character, his heart is like iron and stone.

As tough as iron and stone, but also as ruthless as iron and stone.

There was a long procession along the way, escorting groups of women and children and cartloads of jewelry and wealth back to Fuliao City, which were all trophies of the Liao people.

The Liao people sorted these booty, marked them, and transported them back to the rear.

Yelu Dashi strictly fulfilled his promise, and all the spoils of war belonged to the warriors, and whoever grabbed it was the one who grabbed it.

The lord of Baghdad was tied to a statue in the center of the city and killed by ten thousand arrows.

Jerodashi gathered his men and horses and swooped down on trembling Tripoli, where he would be the next city to conquer.

The whole Arab world trembled under his iron horse, and countless sultans prayed to their gods to take this demon away.

However, the iron cavalry of the Liao people did not have the slightest intention of stopping, representing the red background sun and moon flag of the Khitan Emperor, facing the wind.

All the small towns along the way opened their doors and surrendered, and almost did not meet any resistance.

This is the effect of Yelu Dashi, all the cities that open the door and accept the surrender, the Liao people have not committed any crimes.

However, they were relieved of their military power, leaving a small number of Khitan soldiers and horses in the city to garrison, and let the old nobles be responsible for the management of ordinary people.

Yelu Dashi, who had just come out of the small city of Tuge and was riding on a horse, had eyes as sharp as an eagle, and did not have the slightest tiredness.

He tugged at the reins of his horse and said, "We have slaughtered only one Baghdad, and we are afraid of the barbarians here, and we will not surrender sincerely." ”

Xiao Baoxian asked, "What does Your Majesty mean?" ”

"Although this small city of Tug has fallen, if you find an opportunity, you will say that their city lord plotted to rebel, and we suppressed it, and then slaughtered this city."

Xiao Bao nodded first, although there was something strange in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

"We have come from the far east, and the nobility and mosque of this place have ruled for hundreds of years. When the Seljuks are completely taken, there will be a big purge, and now they are coaxed first, and the armed forces are disbanded, and it is convenient to start cleaning when the time comes. ”

After speaking, Yelu Dashi clamped the horse's belly and marched forward.

The Seljuk empire is now a dying old man, no longer the tyranny of the time when it unified Arabia.

One by one, the cities all have their own troops, similar to the division of feudal towns at the end of the Tang Dynasty.

Jerod Dashi fought all the way, but did not encounter any large-scale resistance, but all of them shrank in the city, or surrendered, or were slaughtered.

But the further south they go, the greater the resistance, as they are about to enter the heart of the Seljuk Empire.