Hearing this, Barama's face was already very ugly.

However, Karamu's words continued: "Barama, in my opinion, you are really far inferior to you Amadishen. Although that generation of good people is a lot old, they are scheming and calculating, and they know that there are no absolutes in the world, and they can't hang themselves on a tree. It's amazing how you, as his descendant, don't even have this kind of vision. ”

Barama's face was very complicated and ugly, but it was inconvenient to refute, but his breathing became heavier and heavier, and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

"Barama, your current situation, to put it bluntly, you just don't believe in my family's Lord Li's jokes, and how long will you resist? Now that the Qing army's reinforcements have been newly defeated, if you want to organize people and horses to come to help again, and brave the wind and snow again to rescue Haicheng, how can it be so easy! If the Qing army does not have reinforcements, and our army's siege equipment is built, or the artillery at the entrance of the camp is pulled, then this Haicheng, which has few soldiers and no fighting spirit, is afraid that the city will fall in an instant! If you come at this point, you will regret it again, and then you will have a chance to save your life, but it is no longer possible. Barama, at this moment, it is a matter of life and death, you should think about it, don't take a wrong step, and regret it for the rest of your life. ”

Hearing Karamu say this, Barama sighed in his heart. At this time, he could hear the whispers of the generals around him, and suddenly understood his difficult situation even more.

There is no choice, if you really blindly resist, it is just for Dorgon's personal loyalty, this result, now that I think about it, it is really quite bleak and helpless.

Balama blinked his eyes and said, "In that case, then you can return to Master Li and see if he can allow me to discuss it and reply to you in a few days, okay?" ”

As if he had expected him to answer like this, Karamu replied with a smile: "Haha, Balama, if you want to delay time, of course our army will not be able to stop you, but our Lord Li has limited patience, and in order to make you make a decision quickly and not delay the day, he decided to show you a good show in the city while you are discussing." ”

Fun?

What do you mean?

When Barama heard this, her eyes widened.

Before he could speak, Karamu and the others ignored him again, but together with the two cavalrymen, they turned their horses' heads one after another, turned around and went back to the battle.

Barama frowned, his eyes were full of doubts, he couldn't figure out what Karamu said, he wanted to show them a good show, what did he mean, for a while, he didn't know how to react.

When Barama and the defenders in the city were full of suspicion, not knowing what to do next, they suddenly saw a commotion in the Tang army formation in the distance.

"Master, look, the Tang army has taken the prisoners of my Qing army!" A Qing army general next to him said loudly to Barama in a surprised tone.

He clearly saw from the clairvoyant mirror that a large number of Qing army captives in tattered clothes were escorted by the Tang army like a herd of sheep, all the way towards the north gate of Haicheng.

Barama's heart suddenly tightened, and a bitter and inexplicable taste instantly permeated his heart.

When he saw those Qing prisoners being forcibly escorted to the frozen moat, and then they were all ordered to kneel in the snow on the spot, Barama was not a fool, and he immediately understood what the Tang army wanted to do next.

"The Tang Army of the dog day, aren't they, do they want to kill the prisoner Liwei?" A general next to him asked in a trembling voice.

Barama sighed in his heart, does this need to be asked, the Tang army will definitely use these captives to kill and surrender Liwei, in this way to intimidate the defenders in the city, so that they are all frightened, so that they no longer have the confidence and courage to resist.

Soon, the first row of captives was brought forward, lined up, every three or four meters, about a hundred people, all with their heads bowed, and the tiny braids on their blue-shaven scalps swayed back and forth in the wind.

At this time, Karamu came back with the two Tang cavalry again, and then stood behind the row of kneeling prisoners.

"Balama, you should understand, the big drama that the envoy wants you to see, you should understand, what it is, right?" There was an inexplicable smile on Karamu's face.

"Karamu, let me ask you, why the Tang army is so vicious, why they have surrendered, but they still refuse to let them live, and use them to cut off their heads to demonstrate, you, you are not human at all, you are simply a group of beasts, a group of devils from hell!" Barama scolded bitterly.

Karamu let out a strange gurgling sound in his throat, and then he sighed softly, and sighed: "Karamu, don't you understand, in fact, their fate depends entirely on you. If you really want to save them, if you want to save their lives, why don't you open the city at once and offer it down, and say more here? ”

"You! ......" Barama was so angry that her face turned blue and trembled, but she couldn't say anything more.

Karamu was right, the Tang army wanted to kill these prisoners to defeat the morale of the defenders in the city, to make the defenders in the city fall into endless fear and panic, so as to exert huge pressure on themselves in this way, so that they had no way to resist except to surrender obediently.

So, what should I do now?

Barama's heart was confused for a while.

However, he didn't react on his side, and the Tang Army executioners over there stood up impatiently, armed with sharp machetes, standing behind each prisoner who knelt on the ground.

Then they pulled the hair of each of the tortured captives out of their braids and pressed their heads down to reveal the chopped head at the back of their necks.

It is said that if the executioner can aim at this beheading mark and cut off the machete in his hand with force, he can ensure that the prisoner's head is smoothly separated from the body, and the entire neck section will be smooth and intact. So far, the work of cutting off the head has been completed very smoothly.

At this moment, these Qing army captives who were about to be beheaded suddenly began to cry, at first just one or two people, and then spread to the entire row of captives who were to be beheaded, and then the captives who were held behind also cried loudly.

"General Barama! Hurry up, don't let the Tang army kill us! I have parents, a wife and children, and I really don't want to die like this! ”

"General, the Tang Army is so powerful, how can you hold on to the lonely city of Haicheng? Why are you so tough, why do you have to use our heads to bury Haicheng! ”

"General, you will surrender, our lives are all in your hands, if you are willing to surrender, all our lives will be lost, and the slave will set up an immortal tablet for you in the future!"

……

Listening to the intermittent shouts of the captives in the city, Barama's heart was like a knife, and he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he said nothing. It's just that the huge fist slammed into the snow-covered battlement.

At this time, the generals and guards next to them also had complicated faces, and many people's faces were full of desolation and helplessness.

A sharp horn finally sounded from under the city, and when the executioners of the Tang Army heard the sound, they raised the machetes in their hands high, and the cold blades flashed with a terrifying light in the snow. "Ready, cut!"

With a loud shout, more than a hundred sharp machetes slashed through the air with a miserable white arc of light, and slashed down in response.

A series of teeth-sore porphyras slicing the bones of the necks immediately reached the ears of Barama and the others, and at the same time they clearly saw that the heads of the captives, like a huge leather ball, bounced off each person's neck, cut a curved arc in the air, and then splashed on the frozen moat, and rolled on the ice.

And the headless corpse with a section as smooth as a mirror, with its head cut off, was still spurting and rushing with a column of blood in its neck, but it slowly fell forward. The gushing blood quickly condensed on the ice into a terrible dark red.

Seeing this bloody and cruel scene, Rao is a warrior like Barama, who has been used to fighting for a long time, and he also felt shocked for a while, and had a feeling of being dizzy.

And the generals standing beside him were even more terrified, each face was full of horror, and some of the guards even had their legs trembling, with an ugly expression on their faces that they wanted to cry but couldn't. As for the defenders of the city in the distance, everyone lowered their heads and looked sad, and they couldn't bear to look at it at all.

At this time, another angry shout came from the city: "The next batch, bring it up!" “

More than 100 Qing prisoners were escorted to the moat, and then they all knelt in a row like the previous batch of beheaded, and also pulled out their braids, revealing the beheading marks on their necks. Soon, when the executioner of the Tang Army raised the bloody machete again, there was a continuous wail and begging for mercy.

The wails of these Qing prisoners, like swinging hammers, hit Barama's eardrums fiercely, making him feel even more frightened and unwanted.

"Ready, cut!"

In the whistling wind, the blood-dripping machete slashed through the bloody wind tunnel, and once again slashed at the necks of the Qing prisoners who were still crying.

More than a hundred bloody heads rose into the air, arced through the air, and then also fell on the moat that had formed thick ice, rolling and mixing with the previously severed heads, and then quickly froze on the ice. From a distance, it looks like a large watermelon with a human head frozen on the ice.

Those blood-spurting corpses, just like just now, slowly fell forward, but they were kicked down by the Tang Army's executioners and lay on the side with twists and turns.

With a thud, beside Barama, a general knelt down, and then said to him in a mournful voice: "Master! Master! It can't be delayed any longer, if it is killed by the Tang army in this way, not only will all these prisoners be killed, but the defenders of our army are afraid that the morale of the army will collapse, and it will be useless! If one person's mind changes, I'm afraid the consequences will be unimaginable! Where to go, please make a decision, don't delay any longer! ”

"Yes, master, the Tang army is ruthless and sinister, if it drags on, our prisoners will only die more, and the morale of the defenders in the city will only collapse more and more, if it goes on like this, how can it be made!"

"Yes, yes, master, this is a critical juncture, it is definitely not the time to hesitate, if you hesitate any longer, I am afraid that not only will the prisoners be needlessly killed, but we and other soldiers defending the city will also be greatly affected."

"Yes, master, in my opinion, now that our army is in a desperate situation, it is better to really like what Li Xiao, the commander of the Tang Army, said, sacrifice the city and surrender, besides, didn't he still allow us to leave the city and return to Liaoyang, as long as the green mountains are left, even if there is no firewood."

……

After listening to the nonsense persuasion of his subordinates, Barama's expression was gloomy, and his face was very depressed, and now he already knew in his heart that if he continued to resist now, it would really be useless. And once the matter of surrendering the city is delayed, it is very likely that it will really provoke a mutiny, and at that time, I am afraid that I really did not die under the Tang army's saber, anyway, I died in the hands of my own people first, and the rebels under his command took their heads to ask for merit for the Tang army. If you get to this situation, you will regret it again, but it will really be too late.

Barrama sighed, looked up at the snow, and finally made up her mind.

After the Tang army escorted the third group of prisoners to the moat and forced them to kneel, the bloody machete raised its hand again, and at the head of Haicheng City, Barama's voice sounded high-pitched.

"Brother Tang Jun, stop quickly, I'm waiting for the wish to surrender, the wish to surrender!"

Hearing Barama's words, Karamu's face couldn't help but smile.

Hmph, this Barama, with strong teeth and hard teeth until now, finally admitted, although it has been delayed for a long time and it has taken the heads of many captives, but he knows the times.

Karamu waved his hand, a sharp whistle sounded, and those Tang executioners put away their machetes one after another, retreated to the side, and then Tang soldiers rushed forward, took up the Qing prisoners who were paralyzed on the ground and had scared away half their lives, and escorted them back to the Tang army formation.

Karamu turned his head to look at the rolling heads in the moat, and the long row of headless corpses lying on the ground by the river, and his heart was also an inexplicable sigh.

He knew that most of the Qing captives who were killed were actually some Qing soldiers who were wounded in the White Wolf Valley, and in such a harsh climate, if such people did not receive timely treatment, it would actually be difficult to live for long. Therefore, Li Xiao decided that it would be difficult for these people to survive anyway, and they would not be under this city, killing Liwei, in this way, to force the guards in Haicheng to have no determination and will to resist, and could only surrender obediently.

Seeing that Balama finally decided to surrender the city, Karamu couldn't help but admire Li Xiao's cruel but extremely effective means, after all, such a result saved a bloody battle in the siege battle, so that the Tang army got a complete sea city in vain with zero battle losses, which is really very satisfying. And Li Xiao did this, which can be regarded as a thunderbolt to show the bodhisattva's heart.

Soon, on the various gates of Haicheng, huge white flags were floated, and every gate of Haicheng was opened, and the Haicheng guard Balama, with a group of subordinate generals and personal guards, held a white flag waving in the wind, and came out of the north gate of Haicheng dejectedly.