The Yan army outside the city was slowly retreating, the ladder was destroyed, and although the city gate was piled up with corpses, and the city gate was bumpy and uneven, there was no sign of being knocked open.

The Yan army at the head of the city saw the retreating army outside the city, their faces were pale, they knew that they had been abandoned, they could only huddle together for warmth, and dispersed could only let Zhao Jun kill them all in one go, and they could only gather together, so that at least they still had partners around them, which made them feel a little comforted.

At this time, the Yan army at the head of the city was divided into several shares, a group of dozens of people, and there could be about two hundred people, but there were more people around them, and rows of archers and cold arrows were facing these Yan troops, so frightened that the Yan army could only squeeze more to the partners around them, but they did not dare to make a move.

Hundreds of archers were lined up, and as long as Mo Chen gave an order, the more than two hundred Yan troops would meet with their dead partners. Outside the bandit army, piles of young and strong people, including those soldiers guarding the city, all had red eyes, glaring angrily at these Yan troops, if it weren't for the rows of soldiers in front of the bandit army, they would have rushed up and broken all the Yan troops who were still alive.

"Kill them~"

"Kill them, kill all these damn Yan troops~"

The young and strong people outside the bandit army kept roaring and rushing, but the bandit army was unmoved, just quietly confronting the Yan army.

The Yan army at the head of the city did not dare to act rashly, those cold arrows were only a few meters away from themselves, and they had no doubt about the accuracy of these archers, so close to the distance, even if they were blind, as long as the direction was right, they could shoot them, not to mention the soldiers who had experienced a hundred battles!

Mo Chen saw that the battle had been decided, and the follow-up troops of the Yan army could no longer climb to the top of the city, and the lower capital city was finally held again.

Mo Chen breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing that the more than two hundred Yan troops were still surrounded by the city and did not dare to move, Mo Chen had a little bold idea in his heart, if these two hundred Yan troops could be used by him, then the problem of the lack of personnel in his battalion could be solved, you must know that these are still alive under the siege of the city, and their skills must be good.

Mo Chen walked directly towards those Yan soldiers, and on the way, those young men made way for Mo Chen to walk over.

"Big brother, what should I do, do you want to kill all these Yan troops." When the fat tiger saw Mo Chen coming, he ran over excitedly.

Mo Chen shook his head and said, "I'll talk about it later, let them lay down their weapons and surrender without killing." ”

Fat Tiger listened, and immediately ran to the day before yesterday, he didn't care how many soldiers and civilians these Yan soldiers killed, he only knew that he was going to do what his eldest brother told him, and shouted: "My eldest brother said, those who surrender will not be killed, those who don't want to die will put down their weapons, and those who resist to the end will be killed." ”

"I'm bah~ want us to surrender? Dream on! A Yan soldier snorted and scolded.

The fat tiger was furious, where did someone coax him about what his eldest brother confessed? Is there really anything that doesn't kill you? This is not only a contempt for himself, but also a violation of the majesty of the eldest brother, how can he bear it, not to mention that his eldest brother is still standing by and watching, if everyone thinks that he can't even do this little thing, then how disappointed the eldest brother is in him! Immediately, his face was full of anger.

"Looking for death~" The fat tiger was furious, waved his battle axe and took a few steps forward, slashing directly at the Yan soldier.

That Yan soldier should not be an ordinary soldier, at least an officer, and there was no trace of fear on his face.

"Hmph~ Little Zhao Jun soldiers, if you dare to fight like me, then I will pull you to accompany the funeral." The Yan Jun shouted loudly and raised his knife to meet the fat tiger.

The fat tiger's face was hideous, and the giant tiger slashed directly at this Yan Jun, bell, that Yan Jun had been beheaded by the fat tiger in the next moment, and the long knife in his hand was cut into two pieces, and a person with a head full of disbelief fell to the ground, and the headless corpse fell straight to the ground, and the blood kept spurting wildly.

"Who else~" The fat tiger glared angrily at this group of Yan soldiers, his eyes were round, and the battle axe in his hand was holding a giant axe.

The surrounding Yan Jun glared angrily one by one, but no one dared to stand up again.

"Lay down your arms and surrender immediately, otherwise, there will be no forgiveness." Fat Tiger stood there and shouted again, a fierce murderous intent emanating from him.