Chapter 662: Capturing the Enemy Chieftain Alive

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At that moment, all the forces of the reserve were put into action. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info hundreds of thousands of Song troops pressed at the same time, carrying a kind of overwhelming momentum, directly attacking the already chaotic Liao people.

Yelu Hongji is still making his last insistence, and he is still insisting, and this young emperor of Liao has won everyone's sympathy with his actions.

Yelu Hongji personally led his own team of soldiers to meet Ren Jun, who was rushing towards him, even though he knew that such an impact was almost ineffective, and behind Ren Jun was Ren Fu's brigade of soldiers and horses.

These cavalry were all Yelu Hongji's own soldiers, that is, the Praetorian Guards of the Liao State, and although the speed of their charge at this time was not very fast, the formation was very neat.

Ren Jun shook his head when he saw it, and at the same time there was a secret joy in his heart, this emperor of the Liao Kingdom came to his side, a good thing!

Raise the long knife: "Bow and crossbow, shoot!" ”

Before they could make contact, Yeluhongki's men and horses had already fallen. But this did not stop the remaining cavalry from moving on, and Yelu Hongji soon collided with Ren Jun's troops.

Fortunately, the territory of the Liao people is too narrow, and they have no strength, although the formation is still complete, but when the cavalry loses strength and speed, even if the formation is complete, it is useless.

The place where the two sides collided quickly became so crowded that even the horses could not move. The Liao soldiers did not have room to wield their weapons, but the weapons in the hands of the Song army were very flexible, and some soldiers even boldly stretched out their arms and tried to pull their opponents off their horses.

Seeing death as if it were a spirit is just a spirit, and even if you can persevere, you can't save the battle from doom.

As the death toll continued to rise, Yelu Hongji became more and more tragic, and the Liao cavalry who did not rush forward could not suppress their frustration, and despair had begun to spread among the Liao soldiers.

They began to try to escape, but there was nowhere to run, and the Song army was surrounded by them. Finally, some Liao people could not bear such pressure, raised the weapons in their hands, knelt on the ground, and waited for the victor to execute their celebrities.

"Prepare for the final charge."

Mu Guiying said to Yang Wenguang, pointing his finger at Yelu Hongji, who was still resisting: "Where, you want to live." ”

Yang Wenguang nodded excitedly, he still had three thousand cavalry under his command, which was enough to decide the battle situation of the entire battlefield. Yang Wenguang believed that as long as he charged, he could kill all the people around Yelu Hongji.

When the cavalry of the Song army entered the battlefield again after a short rest, these could not be low-grade Song army's attacks at all, and the chaotic formation was even more chaotic, and the arrows that were originally rushing forward were scattered all of a sudden, and the Song army cut the opponent off the horse without mercy, and then trampled on the opponent's body and rushed to the opponent in front.

Yelu Hongji held a spear in his hand and looked at the Song people who were swarming around him, his chest rose and fell sharply, and he knew that he had no chance. For two days, from the time the Song army launched the attack until now, he has only held out for two days!

Why is this the case? Why did Da Liao become like this? Where is the Great Liao left by his father who can be wantonly plundered in the Song Dynasty?

Why are all those brave Khitan warriors on their knees now? Yelu Hongji didn't know, he saw Yang Wenguang rushing towards him with a cruel smile, and he saw the general of the Song army behind him shouting anxiously: "Little Hou Ye!" That's mine, the Emperor of Liao is mine! ”

There was also the one in front of him, although he did not speak, but his eyes were staring at himself, obviously like a hunter staring at his prey. The surrounding Song Jun all looked at him like that!

What about the Liao? Those who knelt down were not Khitan warriors, the real Khitan warriors were next to themselves, they were already dead.

What about yourself? Are you a warrior?

Yelu Hongji suddenly smiled when he thought of this, and his smile was very sad: "Hahaha! I am the emperor of Liao, and I am from Da Liao! Then he suddenly pulled out the knife on his waist and put it on his neck, and when he was about to touch it vigorously, Mu Guiying shot an arrow from afar, just penetrating his arm, and the severe pain made his movements slow down a little, and Yang Wenguangfei behind him rushed over and snatched the knife from Yelu Hongji's hand.

A group of soldiers came over to tie up Yelu Hongji, Yang Wenguang took the saber of the emperor of Liao, and raised it high: "Destroy Liao!" ”

The sergeants of the Song army raised their arms one by one and shouted wildly, they won this battle. There was nothing left to continue in the sporadic fighting, Huang Yanjing was captured by the Song Dynasty, and the Liao soldiers who were stuck in the camp surrendered one after another.

In the evening, it was all over. On the battlefield within a radius of more than ten kilometers, corpses were strewn all over the place.

In this battle, the Song Dynasty lost more than 73,000 men, annihilated more than 160,000 Liao [***] troops, and captured 150,000, including their emperor. Of course, there are always some people on the battlefield who have been specially cared for by Lady Luck and still escaped from the encirclement.

Cleaning the battlefield is the right of the victor, and the people of Liao can only do the role of being cleaned, and the corpses of people and horses are stacked on top of each other, and it is luck that arranges their fate together. The Song soldiers piled these people together and prepared to burn them.

Soldiers who had fallen to the ground and pretended to be dead, or who had been wounded in battle and were unconscious, had been clinging to the last glimmer of hope in an attempt to use the dead bodies to fool them around. But now when he was about to be burned, he couldn't hold back anymore, jumped out or knelt on the ground and surrendered, or chose to escape while the Song army was not looking.

Those who tried to run were basically shot with crossbows. Or he was chased by the sword and shield hand and hacked to death.

There are also some Liao people lying in pools of blood are still alive, most of their injuries are very serious, for these people the Song army did not rush to kill, Renzong is here, and the generals of those Fanbangs are also here.

How much to show some generosity, check the injury, pull back those who can be saved, and those who can't be saved, then end their pain with a knife.

There are many generals who propose to tie up Yelu Hongji and pull him back to Bianjing to parade the streets, but this proposal is very attractive, Song Liao's hatred for many years, this time to catch the other party's emperor, where will it be enjoyable if he doesn't die?

Renzong was also moved, but his surname was destined, and he would only be moved.

When he saw Yelu Hongji, Renzong felt that this was still a child who had not grown up.

"Move a chair for him to sit down."

Renzong's tone was very kind, which made Yelu Hongji, who was ready to bear any humiliation when he came in, and even found an opportunity to commit suicide, a little stunned.

Renzong smiled at him: "Yelu Hongji, we should meet for the second time, right?" ”

The last time we met, it was the Liao State that sent an envoy to the Great Song Dynasty, Yelu Hongji was mixed in the mission at that time, at that time Chen Yuan happened to go out to the party, Yelu Hong basically thought that he did it that time without knowing it, and now he knows that Renzong has already known his identity.

He didn't have anything to say, so he sat down on the chair with a golden knife: "You Song people have a saying, called the victor, the prince, the loser, Kou, if you want to kill, you don't have to talk nonsense." ”

Before the Song Dynasty could say anything, the people from the vassal states on the side jumped out, and the Uighur general pointed his finger at Yelu Hongji: "Bold, you are so rude to the emperor of the Celestial Empire, do you really think that the Celestial Empire will not kill people?" ”

Yelu Hongji looked at the Uighur and sneered, then spat on the ground and ignored him.

Renzong waved his hand and told the Tibetan envoy to retreat. Then he said kindly: "Now the battle situation has been decided, Hong Ji, although Song Liao has been in the war for a hundred years, we have also learned a lot from each other in the past hundred years, and your sister is now in Bianjing, and she is living very well." Don't worry, I won't kill you, and I won't do that kind of thing that makes you worse off, provided that you understand that you have lost. ”

If others say such things to themselves, Yelu Hongji will inevitably refute them, but Renzong looks like an elder, and he speaks without the slightest oppression, if he still doesn't appreciate it at this time, and still speaks against it, then he has no grace.

It's not that there is no gentleman's demeanor, it's that there is no man's demeanor. Chen Shimei said that when you have already lost, you must admit defeat. Yeluhongji also remembers it very well.

Renzong smiled: "I will arrange you, as for what to do in the future, it depends on the progress between our Liao Kingdom." If the war can be stopped, and we can both find a way to never fight again, maybe I'll let you go back. ”

Yelu Hongji was stunned for a moment, and then said: "You let me go, I promise you that the Liao State will not face the Great Song Dynasty again in the future, and we will always be a friendly state in the future." Renzong shook his head slightly: "Promise? We have given you this opportunity many times, and now, we no longer believe in your promises. You go down first and get some rest. Marshal Mu, you personally arrange it and treat you as a state guest. Mu Guiying clenched his fists: "Yes." ”

Yelu Hongji was able to get such treatment, first because he was the emperor of Liao, and secondly, because he insisted on the battlefield.

People are like this, although many Song people lost their surnames because of his persistence, and there were many generals who wanted to kill him when he was on the battlefield. But as soon as they came down from the battlefield, after that fire was gone, they had some respect for these enemies who did not surrender, because they were also warriors.

Putting aside the matter of Yelu Hongji for the time being, Renzong was very happy about the victory of the Song army, and the first step of the plan was successfully completed, and the next step was to disperse all the troops gathered by the Liao people.

That was the last breath of Liao.

Renzong said with a smile: "All the soldiers have worked hard, and I deserve to be rewarded for my meritorious deeds." Spread the message, let Chen Shimei and others come back from Nanjing immediately, and we will discuss the next strategy. ”

(To be continued)