Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Capture of the City (3)

The leader never thought that Zhang Xian just bent down slightly and there was a flash of cold light in front of him, and he opened his mouth in surprise, "Take the ......"

And at this time, a good head has been rushed up with blood, and it is not blinking.

"The first merit of capturing the city, at this moment, shoulder to shoulder!" Zhang Xian shouted, and the Pu knife slashed out again, and the Liao people behind the leader only reacted at this time, and when they couldn't reach it, one arm was cut off.

The Liao people were scolding for a while, and each picked up his blade and rushed towards Zhang Xian's department, and the soldiers on both sides just had red eyes in an instant, shouting and scolding, and fighting together.

Xue Yongzheng in the middle of the Wu Zhong military envoy was a little hazy, and then he heard the sound of fighting outside, at this time, everyone's mood was extremely nervous, but whenever there was a little wind and grass, it was not extremely exaggerated.

The jar where Xue Yong poured wine was immediately spilled on the ground, and the military envoy Wu Zhong raised his head and asked, "What happened outside?" How can it be so noisy. ”

"It's nothing, it's nothing, let's continue to drink, it's always the soldiers who are going to make trouble, and it's over after scolding for a while, it's not a big deal, the military envoy just drinks it." After speaking, he wanted to pour wine again, but at this time, the sound of fighting was getting stronger and stronger, and even came straight to the east gate.

The military envoy Wu Zhong couldn't hold it anymore, and stretched out his hand to lift the wine jar, "Stop, I'd better go and see what's going on outside." ”

After finishing speaking, he staggered out, Xue Yong's eyes suddenly flashed a trace of ruthlessness, at this time, the sergeants on both sides were understanding, and stabbed the white swaying blade directly into the back of the military envoy Wu Zhong, the military envoy Wu Zhong had just walked to the door, that is, he saw the lower abdomen, the tip of the knife showed his head, pointed at Xue Yong and choked up: "You...... You ......"

Naturally, the words don't need to be clear, and at this time, they have to fall out.

The Chang Sheng sergeant guarding the city gate on duty outside originally saw the two armies and horses outside killed, both holding swords and preparing to step forward to support the Liao people, at this time, a corpse rolled out of the grass hut, and everyone looked at each other.

Xue Yong walked out, with a knife in his hand, but shouted loudly, "Brothers of the Chang Shengjun, so far, I won't hide it from you, we have now listened to the Great Song Dynasty, this time I came, it is to seize Yizhou, in order to get a great success, how do the Liao people treat us, but you still don't understand, you can't even eat all day, the most bitter and tired which is not at the forefront, between the fights, we are also at the forefront, the Liao people just look at the excitement, I can see clearly, in the end it is the Han people who are connected by blood, not my race, Do we need to say who we should serve? ”

Xue Yong's words, word by word, hit the deepest part of the heart of the Chang Sheng soldiers, but whenever there is a battle, the most casualties are always the Chang Sheng soldiers, the Liao army has wine and meat, they can't eat enough, let alone see the slightest greasy, our Han'er's life is so worthless in the eyes of Liao dogs?

When the words came to this, seeing that everyone had every idea, Xue Yong said again, "The name of my sick insect also has weight in the Changsheng army, I can be a guarantee, the Great Song Dynasty will never treat us poorly, if you are willing to follow me to get into trouble, you have the right to fight for wealth and fame with someone, if you don't want to follow a certain one, just watch from the side, wait for the dust to settle, I don't say a word, but if someone secretly makes a stumbling block, don't blame someone for ignoring the friendship of the robe." ”

After Xue Yong finished speaking, he just stepped forward to support Zhang Xian, and the few brothers in Yizhou who came with him behind him naturally followed.

In the final analysis, Xue Yong always didn't want to make a move on his Chang Shengjun brothers, after all, they were all fighting men who struggled to find a way to survive in their lives, and their comrades were frying each other, no matter what, they were all panicked in their hearts.

Xue Yong ran forward, just staring at the few Liao people in front of him, and the sergeant of Chang Sheng had completely accepted this reality at this time.

Straight lady thief, the always cowardly Song people are really ready to take the city tonight? They hadn't thought about it, and they hadn't expected it to come so quickly.

At the moment, several decisive Changsheng troops followed behind Xue Yong, "The sick insect of the thief and the bird, I will believe in you once today and sell my life for you." After finishing speaking, he just spat on the ground, "I don't want to be angry with the Liao people anymore." ”

This move immediately caused a chain reaction, half of the guards were running towards the Liao people, and the rest were also holding on to the blades, staring at the situation in the field, anyway, they just stood by and waited for the big thing to be decided before making a decision.

The Liao sergeant team was only seven or eight people in charge of the inspection, but Zhang Xian was the first to strike, as soon as the two sides came into contact, Zhang Xian firmly had the upper hand, but they just pressed these several into the city gate urn city.

Xue Yong came up with a pinch, and he was already in a desperate situation, but fortunately, at this time, the sound of the fight had already spread throughout the city, presumably it alarmed Xiao Yuqing's department, and it could be regarded as a well-deserved death, Xue Yong's anger in his heart finally got a chance to vent, and the sword in his hand just opened and closed, and the corpse of a Liao man fell down in front of him.

After a long time, Zhang Xian patted Xue Yong's shoulder, "Yes, the brothers of the Chang Shengjun are really good men who can fight well!" ”

Xue Yong straightened his chest, "That's natural, when did we get worse." ”

"Okay, this time the first work will be recorded on your head, and go to open the city gate, and before Lord Yang comes, you will defend it to the death." Zhang Xian scolded with a smile, and the group strode towards the urn city.

Those Chang Shengjun who were waiting and watching still didn't say a word, and no one stepped forward to stop Zhang Xian and others, in the final analysis, no one would joke with their lives, at this time, they were all working hard, and the Wei path was clear, Xue Yong would not blame them for half a point, because no one was to blame, at this point, the first choice would be a steady way.

Half of the people follow themselves is already very good, this is still based on the fact that the army is all fighting men, and it is inevitable that there will be more decisive people, if it is above the officialdom, I am afraid that it is extremely rare to be able to take risks among the ten.

Xue Yong didn't speak, just took a few people to take down the latch of the city gate, and finally slowly opened the door a gap, and the wind blew in from outside, and the bloody gas in the air was finally lighter.