The city gate is the only way to escape, the city gate to the Song army to recapture, it also cut off the last way of life of the Liao army, has a fatal blow to the morale of the Liao army, the Liao army only felt black in front of the eyes, weak, many people's scimitars fell to the ground.

This is a desperate situation, the Liao-Song War has been fought for hundreds of years, when was the Liao army in such a desperate situation?

This is in the city of conversion, the Liao army in the city can't get out, and the Liao army outside the city can't enter, and they belong to the lone army. Besides, even if the Liao army outside the city wants to come to the rescue, they don't have the courage to confront the "gods", the thunderbolt is made of "divine thunder", and they are the most afraid of this supernatural power, and no one will be stupid enough to come to death.

Looking at the Converts Army, Ding Zhuang, the heroes of Qiyun Society, and the people of the Song Dynasty who rushed over like fierce gods, the Liao Army felt as if they had fallen into the abyss of hell.

The people of the Song Dynasty who came to kill were numerous, including men, women, and children. The old beards were all white, their teeth were falling out, and they were trembling slightly, but now they were running very fast, as if they had taken stimulants.

The young boy was just able to run away, pulled by the adults, waved his little fists, and made a childish and hateful voice "Kill all the Liao dogs".

As for what Liao Dog is, they don't know, they only know that this is the object of their parents' hatred, they should hate it, and this is how the hatred continues!

The weapons of the common people are the most diverse, hoes, kitchen knives, clubs, stones, tiles, ice and snow, fists, teeth...... Anything that can be used is their weapon.

"Kill all the dogs!"

"Kill all the dogs!"

The people shouted and rushed over like tigers coming down the mountain.

For the people of the Song Dynasty, the Liao army has always been ignored, in their memory, the people of the Song Dynasty are as timid as mice, they are the object of their oppression, they can kill at will, loot, annihilate silver, the people of the Song Dynasty like today to make their hearts frightened has not happened, all of them are shocked, their eyes are round, they don't know what to say.

"When did the people of the South become tigers?" The soldiers of the Liao army muttered so in their hearts.

However, the people of the Song Dynasty did not give them time to think at all, and when they rushed closer, the guy in his hand greeted him fiercely, and the fierce flames of the Liao army in the past were gone, and they did not dare to fight back, only to hold their heads and jump.

The Liao army is an elite armed to the teeth, and it is a miracle that a group of unarmed civilians have never been killed like today.

"Run! The southerners are fierce! ”

"Run! Run! ”

The Liao army cried and called for his mother, and he jumped around the city, trying to escape, but he was in the mouth of the tiger, and there was no chance at all.

While beating them, the people called the names of their relatives, telling how the Liao army was so brutal, how they killed their relatives, how they slaughtered their homes, and how many of their relatives died at the hands of the Liao army. This is a hundred years of hatred, as soon as you talk about it, it is resentful, it can be traced back to grandpa's grandfather's grandpa, don't say anything else, this saliva alone is enough to drown the Liao army several times.

Under the command of Wu Ji, the Converts Army is like a meat grinder, ruthlessly harvesting the surnames of the Liao army, the slashing knives in their hands are incomparably sharp, and the thunderbolts are extremely fierce.

The heroes of Qiyun Society, bowed the full moon, and kept sharpening their arrows, shooting the Liao army fiercely, and I don't know how many Liao troops died under their hands.

Ding Zhuang was not far behind, and he didn't need anyone to command him at all, so he pounced bravely and slashed the Liao army.

Mrs. Zheng, a civil official, was originally powerless, but at this time he was a fierce tiger, wielding a captivity knife, slashing hard, slashing and killing the Liao army to his heart's content, covered in blood, as if he had taken a bloody bath, his face was comfortable, and he roared angrily from time to time.

The Returning Army, the heroes of Qiyun Society, and Ding Zhuang were "polite" to the Liao Army, but they only killed them, but did not abuse the corpses. Wherever the people passed, it was purely the torture of corpses, and they had accumulated hundreds of years of hatred, and this venting was like a flood that burst the embankment, unstoppable, whether it was dead or alive, it had to be smashed into flesh before it was happy, and then it would stop.

Wu Ji saw what the people were doing, and didn't have the slightest intention of stopping it, he couldn't help shaking his head, secretly thinking that the Song Dynasty was too incompetent, so that the people accumulated such a deep hatred, how many defeats would this have to be fought? How many people were lost?

There were more than 2,000 Liao troops who rushed into the city, and they lost five or six hundred by storming the ice city, and another three or four hundred by seizing the city gate, which lost thousands of people, and there were still 1,600 or 700 left. If they can have the heart to fight to the death, although Wu Ji and their morale are high, it will be very difficult, or even impossible, to kill them all.

However, they frightened Wu Ji's "divine thunder", and they didn't have the slightest heart of resistance, just trying to flee for their lives. The city is so big, where can you escape?

The southerners, who were not the same thing in their eyes, now fought fiercely, which frightened them, and soon killed six or seven hundred people, forcing the Liao army to the city.

As soon as I arrived at the city, a spectacular scene appeared, only to see the Liao army black and oppressive, rushing towards the city. The Liao army standing at the head of the city yelled, "Don't push!" Don't squeeze! No way! ”

But who will pay attention to them in such a situation? The Liao troops behind all yelled, "Jump!" Jump! Jump."

Regardless of the reaction of the Liao army in front, he just rushed forward. The Liao army in front couldn't resist it, and fell from the city involuntarily, smashed to the ground, and fell into a meat pie.

In order to survive, the Liao army in the back kept squeezing forward, and the Liao army in front kept falling from the city. For a while, I saw that the Liao army fell from the city, like raindrops.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The dull sound of landing on the ground sounded one after another, and after a while, there were more corpses under the city, and there were meat pies in one place, and the surging blood did not have time to cool, melting the ice and snow, and converging into a stream of blood, which kept surging.

Falling towards the city like dumplings, the Liao army on the head of the city became smaller and fewer, from the initial thousands of people, soon to three or four hundred, and it was still decreasing.

Yelu Bodhisattva saw it in his eyes, he couldn't help but be frightened, his face turned pale, he had fought a lot of battles in his life, and he had never experienced such a dangerous thing, and he couldn't help despairing. A pair of eyes were looking around, looking for it, and finally, when he saw Wu Ji, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he asked, "Commander Wu, can we surrender?" ”

He has always looked down on Wu Ji and regarded Wu Ji as an enemy, but Yelu Bodhisattva at this time was very happy, and seeing Wu Ji was like seeing a relative, and his voice trembled.

"Yes!" Wu Ji didn't think about it, so he made a decision.

Yelu Bodhisattva couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly asked, "Won't you kill us?" ”

These words are the voice of Liao Jun, all of them are wide-eyed, looking at Wu Ji with blank eyes, waiting for Wu Ji's answer.

"If you were in our situation, would you kill us? How many people have you killed in the Great Song Dynasty? All of you are stained with the blood of the people of the Great Song Dynasty, yes, you must die! ”

Wu Ji looked at the Liao army, looked at their frightened looks, and shouted loudly: "You animals, you are not qualified to negotiate conditions with me!" If you don't surrender, you're dead! Surrender, you still die! Surrender or not, whatever you want! ”

"Commander Wu, you must know that the trapped beasts are still fighting, not to mention that we are the elite soldiers of Daliao, if we launch a ruthless attack, you will suffer heavy casualties." Yelu Bodhisattva's lips trembled, and he didn't believe his own words anymore.

"Humph!"

Wu Ji snorted coldly, listening to Yelu Bodhisattva's ears, like thunder, he couldn't help but retreat backwards: "One, you are now a general of the defeated army, even if you have the heart to fight the trapped beast, you don't have that confidence." Second, you missed the best opportunity to fight the trapped beasts, if you do the battle of the trapped beasts after the city gate is closed, our casualties will indeed be very high, at the moment, you are not enough to kill. Three, it is much happier to die on the road of revenge than to slaughter you! ”

Yelu Bodhisattva's mouth was open for a long time, but he didn't make a sound, and Wu Ji said that it was critical. If there were more than 1,000 people in the Liao army when the city gate was just closed, and they were fighting the trapped beasts, Wu Ji's casualties would be very high. Right now, with just a few hundred people, it is impossible to cause great harm to Wu Ji and them. Not to mention, they are still pressed together, densely squeezed together, which is conducive to the power of thunderbolts, and it only takes one round of thunderbolts to blow them up.

"Commander Wu, we were wrong, wrong!"

"Commander Wu, please raise your noble hand, the little one will not dare anymore."

"Commander Wu, we know your tiger might, we must publicize it more."

"Commander Wu, we will not set foot on the land of the Southern Dynasty again in this life."

Seeing that Yelu Bodhisattva's negotiation was ineffective, the Liao army hurriedly begged for mercy, lowered their figures, lowered their heads, and did not even dare to raise their heads.

"Humph! It's not too late for you to say it wrong? Wu Ji was not moved at all, and looked at these Liao soldiers coldly, all of them were frightened, like frightened rabbits, and reprimanded: "If a mistake can bring the people you killed back to life, I can consider sparing your dog's life!" But if you admit 10,000 mistakes, the people will not come back to life! Yes, you must die! ”

"Wu Commands ......"

I don't know which Liao army was frightened, his knees weakened, he fell to the ground, and kept kowtowing: "Ask Wu to command, spare Xiao's life." ”

"Ask Commander Wu to spare Xiao's life!" The Liao army knelt down in unison, kept kowtowing, and the blood on his forehead couldn't help oozing out with too much force.

Yelu Bodhisattva was stunned, and also knelt down: "Commander Wu, if you want to kill, kill me, please spare their lives." ”

"Good! I promise you! Wu Ji pondered slightly, nodded and agreed.

"Commander Wu, you can't promise Liaogou." Mrs. Zheng, Huangfu Song, Qi Dabao, the Returning Army, the heroes of Qi Yun Society, and the common people spoke out to stop them.

Only Yang Xiuxiu listened to Wu Ji and didn't speak, just looked at Wu Ji quietly.

"I have my own opinions." Wu Ji waved at Mrs. Zheng and them, Mrs. Zheng was very unwilling, but they stopped talking.

"Commander Xie Wu! Conductor Xie Wu! ”

The Liao army was overjoyed, kowtowed fiercely, praised Wu Ji loudly, and praised Wu Ji as a flower with the words they knew.

Yelu Bodhisattva stood up and shouted at the Liao army: "Warriors of the Great Liao, you must live well!" Live well! ”

"Live?" The corners of Wu Ji's mouth twitched, a sinister smile swept by, and a mocking face was on his face.

(To be continued)