While Yelu Xiantong was talking to the Ten Divine Slaves, a cannonball suddenly fell. The ten gods and slaves crooked, dodged the cannonballs, and the man fell to the ground. Yelu Xiantong saw that the medicine twist on the cannonball was burning, and his heart was broken. Hurriedly grabbed the ten divine slaves, used all his strength, and dragged them aside. As soon as I took two steps, I heard an explosion behind me. The splinter was hitting Jerederm's ass.

Yelu Xiantong only felt a sharp pain in his buttocks, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The arms of the Ten Divine Slaves were wiped by the splinters, and blood broke out. Standing up from the ground and glancing at his arm, the Ten Divine Slaves said angrily, "Unlucky! Now that the shells of the Song army are everywhere, how can they dodge? If you continue like this, there is only one way out! ”

After speaking, seeing Yelu Xiantong's forehead sweating, he hurriedly asked, "King, why are you injured?" Why is your face so ugly? ”

Yelu Xiantong said: "It hurts so much behind me!" Take a look, was it wounded by shrapnel? ”

The Ten Divine Slaves came behind Yelu Xiantong and looked at it. Then he saw that there was blood in three places on the body of Yelu Xiantong, two on the buttocks, and one on the back. The shrapnel was still embedded in it, red with blood.

Taking a breath, the Ten Divine Slaves said, "King, you were wounded three times by shrapnel in the back. Bear with me, I'll take it out for you! ”

Yelu Xiantong nodded. Without speaking, beads of sweat the size of soybeans came out.

The Ten Divine Slaves stepped forward, grabbed Yelu Xiantong's shoulder, and grabbed the shrapnel on his back with his hands. Gritted his teeth and pulled it out. As soon as the shrapnel came out, the blood kept flowing out, and in a short time it was all over the back of the fairy.

Seeing that Yelu Xiantong couldn't hold back and didn't say anything, the ten divine slaves didn't dare to slack off. His left hand pressed down on Yelu Fairy's shoulder, and with his right hand, he grabbed the shrapnel from his ass and took it out one by one.

Throwing shrapnel on the ground, the ten gods said, "The king's wound is bleeding a lot. I have the gold medicine of my own soldiers in my account, you wait, I will get it for you. If you don't take medicine, I'm afraid this injury will be difficult to heal. ”

Yelu Xiantong took a deep breath: "Okay, I'm sorry for you." I was in a terrible pain behind me, I didn't dare to walk, so I waited here. ”

Not long after, the Ten Divine Slaves brought the Golden Creation Medicine and gave medicine to Yelu Xiantong. He tore a few pieces of his clothes and bandaged them.

Everything was in order, and the ten divine slaves said: "Straight lady thief, we are the king of the North Courtyard and the king of the South Courtyard, but we ended up in today's field!" However, he could only be bombarded by the Song army, and he was injured and didn't even have anyone to serve! If you go on like this, if you don't get killed by the Song army, you will be angry to death! ”

Yelu Xiantong said: "Is there any way?" Now that the Song army is so close, the shells can fall anywhere, who can stop it? Say a few words, save your energy, and I don't know what will happen next. You helped me to sit down over there, I was badly injured just now. ”

The Ten Divine Slaves helped Yelu Xiantong to a chair next to him and asked him to sit down slowly.

Yelu Xiantong's injury was on the buttocks, and as soon as he hit the chair, he grinned in pain. I just couldn't stand still and barely sat down.

At this moment, Yelu Hongji in the tent said in a loud voice: "Fairy child, come in and discuss!" ”

Yelu Xiantong looked at the Ten Divine Slaves and shook his head helplessly. He forcibly stood up and walked into the tent.

After entering the tent, Yelu Xiantong surrendered his hand to Yelu Hongji.

Looking at Yelu Xiantong's bloodstains, Yelu Hongji exclaimed, "What's the matter? How do you get bloody? ”

Yelu Xiantong said: "The shell fell outside, and the minister was unfortunately injured by shrapnel. Your Majesty, the cannonball just now was falling outside the tent, and not only did it hurt me, but even the king of the Southern Courtyard was also injured. It's no longer safe here, so your Majesty should rest somewhere else. ”

Yelu Hongji was stunned for a moment and said, "Is there still a safe place?" - Tell us to go down, and we will come down. ”

"Down?" Yelu Xiantong opened her mouth wide, thinking that she had misheard.

Yelu Hongji said: "At this point, there is no way to return to the sky, so I can only descend." My death is nothing, hundreds of thousands of troops, all of them died here, and I can't explain it. That's it, this battle shouldn't have been fought from the beginning, who is to blame? ”

After speaking, he lowered his head and looked at the ground, looking disheartened.

Yelu Xiantong was stunned for a while, looking at Yelu Hongji, with an indescribable taste in his heart. Yes, this battle should not have been fought, and in the end, who is to blame. However, before the war, including himself, no Khitan minister thought that something would happen. Even if some people think that there will be no victory, they do not think it is a big deal. It was nothing more than being blocked back by the Song army, and he was busy in vain. At that time, I asked the Song Dynasty to increase some more coins and benefits, and in the end it would not be a big loss. Who would have thought that the battle did not take advantage of any benefits, and in the end, the whole army was mourned.

After a long while, seeing that Yelu Hongji no longer spoke, Yelu Xiantong gave up his hand.

Out of the tent, the ten gods asked Yelu Xiantong: "I don't know what the holy decree is?" Now if you want to counterattack, you can't even recruit troops. ”

Yelu Xiantong said: "Your Majesty said, let's come down." Alas, it still came down after all. ”

The Ten Divine Slaves were stunned for a while, then they came to their senses and hurriedly said, "It's finally down!" The sky, if it doesn't fall, these hundreds of thousands of people will really all die here! Tell the whole army, my lord! ”

Yelu Xiantong looked around, a little dazed. After a while, he said, "At this time, how can you inform the other generals?" Even Yelu Yixin didn't know where to go, and all the surrounding soldiers were scattered, and he couldn't recruit soldiers and horses. Even if we want to descend, how can we descend? ”

The Ten Divine Slaves looked around. The entire Khitan system has been disrupted, and there are headless soldiers everywhere. The generals didn't know where they had gone for a long time, but they saw piles of people, driven around by artillery fire.

The two looked at each other. After a long while, the ten gods said: "No matter, we must inform the Song army and let them stop the artillery!" King, choose a few pro-soldiers, sew a big 'down' flag, and hold it high, not afraid that the Song army will not see it! ”

Yelu Xiantong nodded. He saw a few soldiers running not far away, and called them over. And he took down a great reason for the city on the tent, and wrote a descending word on it, and ordered a few people to stand high.

At this time, the shells kept falling, the smoke rose from the position, where could such a flag be seen outside? After waiting for a while, there was still no movement. The ten gods said: "King, at this time, the Song people who set up the flag on the battlefield are no longer visible. Or send someone to meet the Song army in front of the battle. ”

Yelu Xiantong said: "The cannonballs don't stop, we are here, and we still lost our lives accidentally." If someone is sent forward, where can there be life? Wait a minute, this big banner can always be seen by the Song people. ”

The Ten Divine Slaves said: "By this time, the Song Army is not far away. Their artillery hit far, whether it was in front of the Song army or here, they all dropped shells. If you go to the front of the battle, it may not be more dangerous. It's better to send someone, it's useless to set up a flag here. ”

Yelu Xiantong saw that this was the case, and there was no way. I had to go back to the tent, write a letter by myself, beat a general, and asked him to take it to see the Song army. It is said that Yelu Hongji has an order, and the Khitan army is willing to surrender.

Watching the generals leave, Yelu Xiantong said, "I hope there will be no more accidents." Alas, even now that it has fallen, I don't know how many people will be left. In this war, we have 400,000 people, and I don't know how many of them will be buried in a foreign land. ”

(It's too late, let's make up for what you owe tomorrow.) ）