Chapter 89: Chinese New Year's Eve Bloody Night III

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The use of troops on Chinese New Year's Eve has not appeared in thousands of years of Chinese history, which is really shocking, Wu Ji is breaking the convention, even the gods may not be able to think of it. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

When the Song army appeared, the entire Liao army was dumbfounded, and they never dreamed that the Song army would kill at this time, which was too unexpected.

"Damn the southerners, how could they kill at this time?"

"This is Chinese New Year's Eve, and it will be Zhengdan after the time, and if there is a war at this time, do you want people to live?"

"The Nanren are so hateful, so hateful! Don't even let us celebrate the New Year! ”

After the shock, the Liao army was angry, angry, and unbearable for them than digging their ancestral graves. Who will be willing to use troops on Chinese New Year's Eve and fight Chinese New Year's Eve? This is a festive day, and it should be enjoyed, who wants to work hard?

"The southerners are so hateful! Let's go and kill the Nanren to vent the hatred in our chests! ”

"That's right! Kill the Nanren! The southerners are as timid as rats, and they are about to flee when they see the face of the Daliao warriors, we must kill the southerners fiercely, and we can't let one go! ”

"The southerners are bold, and the Great Liao warriors have been fighting the southerners for hundreds of years, and they will still be afraid of the southerners? If the southerners want to die, we will fulfill them! ”

These Liao troops were transferred from elsewhere, and they had not yet fought with the Song army, and they did not know how terrifying the combat power of the Song army was, and they were still thinking about it with past experience, thinking that the current Song army was the same as the previous Song army, as timid as a mouse, with a single tactic and not strong combat power.

"Can we beat it?"

"A few months ago, the Nanren killed tens of thousands of warriors of Daliao!"

There are many sober people in these Liao troops, and some of them are difficult to decide. However, most of the soldiers of the Liao army disagreed, and ridiculed: "Are we comparable to those timid rats?" They are not worthy of being called the warriors of Da Liao, we are the real warriors of Da Liao! Let's go, kill the southerners! ”

The appearance of the Song army disturbed the interest of the Liao army for fun, they were very unhappy, the more they said that the Song army was more and more unbearable, their morale was getting higher and higher, no longer for fun, with bows and arrows, with knives with knives, rushed out like a swarm, ready to kill the Song army.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and YelΓΌzhao held a banquet in Zhuozhou City to entertain the Liao army generals, because although there are many Liao troops outside the city, there are not many generals. Anyone who is a little famous, they have invited Yeluzhao to go into the city, and those who remain are not famous, and the number is not large, they cannot have a sober judgment, let alone make adjustments in line with the situation, seeing that the soldiers of the Liao army roared loudly and their morale was high, they also commanded the Liao army to rush and kill.

If Yeluzhao was here, he would definitely react differently, he would rely on the camp to hold on, and he would never command the Liao army to attack the Song army.

"Kill all the dogs!"

The Song army roared the battle cry and rushed towards the Liao army camp without hesitation. There were sparks of hatred in their eyes, and they had seen a lot of atrocities of the Liao army along the way, and they had long been filled with righteous indignation and wanted to fight to the death with the Liao army.

Not to mention, this is the first siege battle in decades since the Northern Expedition of Song Taizong, the soldiers of the Song army are all high morale, very strong into twelve points of ruthlessness, charged, momentum like a rainbow, all like a tiger in Nanshan, with a thunderous momentum, pressed against the Liao army.

"Kill all the southerners!"

"Kill the Nanren!"

The soldiers of the Liao army spewed the smell of alcohol, and there was still a little bit of alcohol, and more of them were drunk, and they charged crookedly, and they could fall down at any time. They brandished their scimitars, shouted, and rushed forward.

However, they were greeted by an earth-shattering explosion, which was a thunderbolt, and one after another flashed firelight, only to see the Liao army fall in pieces as if they had piled up straw and pushed it down.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

The screams of the Liao army rang out one after another, never stopping, as if they were competing to see whose screams were more poignant and more terrifying.

"What kind of weapon is this? So powerful! ”

"It seems, it should, it seems to be a thunderbolt from the Southerners!"

Up to now, the thunderbolt has shown its might on the battlefield several times, and its reputation has long been spread, although these Liao troops have not seen it, but they have heard of it, and they thought of it as soon as they came.

"Thunderball? It's amazing! It's powerful! ”

"Before we rushed in front of the southerners, they killed us and had no power to fight back, how can we fight this battle?"

"The southerners have this little trick, as long as we rush in front of the southerners, we can also beat the southerners without the power to fight back, crying dad and calling mother, how far to run!"

The Liao army has been rampant for hundreds of years, how could it admit defeat and rush up with a shout.

Thunderbolts and crossbows continued, and only a few Liao troops rushed over. They roared and shouted to kill the Song army, wielding scimitar and slashing at them. However, they were greeted by a shining sword light, and it was the Mo knife that was raised high and slashed down.

The result was predestined a long time ago, it was impossible for these Liao troops to resist the slashing of Modao, all of them turned into minced meat, the knife flashed, and there was no living Liao army.

These Liao troops who rushed out of the camp were killed in a single breath, and not many survived. On the other hand, the Song army suffered almost no casualties, as if they were not killing the Liao army, but like a farmer harvesting his crops, with ease and effort. In this way, the Liao army finally realized that they were too arrogant, and the current Song army was no longer the Song army of the past, and their combat power was terrifying.

Once they understood, the Liao army immediately knew what to do, that is, to escape! Flee back to the camp and hold on to the camp and wait for reinforcements. As for the fortification, the Liao army is still quite confident, because their camp is extremely strong, so I don't believe that the Song army can still attack it?

When the Liao army came, it was like a gust of wind when it returned, and in a blink of an eye, it fled back to the camp, shouting: "Stick to the camp!" Can't let the southerners rush in! ”

"Garrison! Camped! ”

At this time, the Liao army in the barracks finally realized that the Song army was no longer the Song army they imagined, it was too difficult to deal with, and if they rushed into the camp, the Liao army would inevitably suffer heavy casualties. Those Liao soldiers who were still having fun watching the play didn't dare to watch anymore, so they grabbed their weapons and came to defend them.

"We have to plan for the king to enter the camp!"

"That's right! We must find a way to let Master Wang in! ”

The captive people and women hated the Liao army, longed for them to die, and were determined to persuade the people to come in. Only when the Song army came in could the Liao army be killed on a large scale.

Just as they were discussing, they saw that the Song army had already rushed to the front of the camp.

"Huh! No matter how fierce the southerners are, there is no way to take our camp! ”

"Our camp has a trench with bamboo sticks and sharp knives, how did they get born?"

"If they can't cross the trench, they won't be able to kill them!"

Seeing that the Song army stopped outside the camp, the Liao army couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief, and felt a lot more at ease. The trench is the front of the camp, and if you can't cross the ditch, you can't enter the camp.

The people and women saw it in their eyes and were anxious in their hearts, and they hated to kill a way out of the way immediately to receive the Song army in.

However, at this moment, I saw Mo Dao using Mo Dao as a shovel, and kept shoveling ice and snow. Although the ice and snow are hard, where can they withstand the chopping of the Mo knife, in the ice and snow splashing, countless ice and snow are smashed out and become blocks.

The knife hand stepped forward and threw the ice and snow into the trench, and in a few moments, the trench was filled in a large section.

"This ......" The soldiers of the Liao army were dumbfounded on the spot.

The trench was the most important part of the camp, which could block the attack of the Song army, but I did not expect that the Song army could fill it so easily. If the trench is not secured, the camp will fall.

"Shoot the arrows!" There are nimble minds in the Liao army, and if they bend their bows and arrows, they will shoot at the Song army.

"Thunderball, throw!" However, at this moment, a loud military order sounded in the Song army, and countless thunderbolts were thrown over and landed in the camp.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

An earth-shattering explosion sounded, killing countless Liao troops, with severed limbs and flesh flying. didn't kill the bomb, as if they had seen a ghost, they kept retreating, for fear that they would slow down and be blown up.

The power of the thunderbolt is not small, not only killed many soldiers of the Liao army, but also blew up a lot of camps, one by one gaps appeared, and the camps that the Liao army relied on were similar to tofu.

It didn't take much effort, the Song army filled in the trench, Mo Dao hand held Mo knife, stepped on the ice and snow to come to the camp, the Mo knife in his hand was raised high, and he fell hard, and the camp was like paper paste, and he fell to the ground.

"The camp is gone!"

"It's over! Without the camp, how can we resist? ”

For the Liao army, the camp was their life-saving straw, and when the Song army broke through, they felt as if the end of the world had come, and they felt hopeless.

"Kill all the dogs!" The earth-shattering battle cry resounded in the sky, and I saw that the Song army was like a sea tide, surging and rushing in from all directions.

The battle horn of the Song army soared into the sky, the momentum was amazing, and it was indomitable, everyone's eyes flashed with anger, and they looked at the Liao army as if they were looking at a dead man, in their eyes, the Liao army was already a dead man! Even if it's not dead right now, it'll be dead soon!

"Kill all the dogs!" The people and women rose up in response, smashing their fists at the Liao army, or biting with their teeth, at this moment, if they don't take revenge, when will they wait?

"Kill!"

Although it was only one word, it was murderous and shocking, and the Song army began a sweep in the barracks. The Mo knife is in front, the knife hand is behind, and the crossbowman follows, and the cooperation is very good, first shoot with a broken bow when it is far away, bombard it with a thunderbolt when it is close, and use a Mo knife to slash at it in close combat, and then use a captivity knife to kill the fish that slip through the net.

In the face of such coordinated cooperation, the Liao army is not an opponent at all, and the Song army has no generals, no matter how many Liao troops there are, how many people come and how many die.

At the beginning, the Liao army was still lucky, and wanted to win with the tactics of crowds, even if it couldn't win, it was good to open a gap and rush out.

Where to think, no matter how hard they tried, they were not the opponents of the Song army, rushing up a group of dead people, rushing up a pile of dead people. Moreover, the death was extremely miserable, either chopping Mo into minced flesh with a knife, or being blown up by a thunderbolt, and it was difficult to have a complete corpse.

The Liao army thinks that they have oppressed the people and accumulated rich experience in killing, but compared to the current Song army, they are not even fart.

(To be continued)