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"Water."

Hearing Yang Ye's call, Yang Yande hurriedly took out the kettle and fed it to Yang Ye's mouth little by little.

"Ahem, ahem." As soon as the water entered the abdomen, Lao Linggong coughed violently, and after coughing out all the light water in his mouth, before he was finished, he saw that Lao Linggong suddenly opened his eyes, and a mouthful of black bruises spurted out.

"Daddy!" Several exclamations sounded, and the fourth son looked at his father worriedly.

This mouthful of blood spit out, Lao Linggong was obviously much more comfortable, and at this moment he took a strong breath, waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, how is the battle going?" ”

Yang Yanzhao said: "Dad, since you were seriously injured and unconscious, the eldest brother took us and more than 9,000 remnants of the army to withdraw to the Tiger Village, Guan Xing, Yan Yan, Cao Hong, and several generals who were ambushed with us died in the Liao army's attack, and then we took you all the way to break through, and now we have left Cuihua Mountain, and the West Bridge is only a few miles away. ”

After listening to the battle situation after he fell unconscious, Yang Ye nodded silently and asked, "How many people are left now, do you know where the situation is in the Wei army and the Shu army?" ”

Yang Yanzhao said: "We still have less than three hundred people left, the fourth brother is taking them to guard this vicinity, the Wei army and the Shu army heard that they have also encountered a strong enemy, and Ma Chao and other generals who were supposed to come to join us inside and outside before were also unfavorable, and they were almost surrounded by the Liao army, and finally had to withdraw." ”

Yang Ye, supported by several sons, stood up and said, "Take my golden sword banner and take you back to the Wei Shu camp for your father." ”

"Yes."

Yang Yanzhao took Yang Ye's golden knife, Yang Yansi brought two flags, one dragon flying phoenix dancing with the word Yang written, and the other with the word Song, Lao Linggong held the golden knife and looked at the two flags for a long time, and finally he chose to hold the Song flag instead of his own Yang character handsome flag.

Lao Linggong held the golden knife in one hand and the banner in the other, and was about to step out of the door with the support of Goro, but the next moment he paused, Yang Ye turned his head to look at his sons, and found that there were two people missing, so he asked; "What about Yanping and Yanding?"

The four sons were silent at the same time.

After looking at the silence of the four sons, and a look of pain gradually crept up on their faces, Yang Ye was stunned on the spot, he knew that Yanping, Yanding was only afraid of ....... Thinking of this, Yang Ye closed his eyes, and two lines of tears slipped from his eyes, "Da Lang, Erlang, you ....... you", "Poof." Yang Ye, who guessed that his two sons died in battle, was sad, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, but this time it was red.

"Daddy!"

At this moment, there was a sudden shout of killing outside the house, and Yang Shilang rushed in with blood and shouted: "Dad, third brother, it's not good, the Liao army is catching up." ”

Yang Yanan immediately decided: "Fifth brother, sixth brother protects my father, let's leave here quickly and rush to Xiwei Bridge." ”

Yang Ye grabbed Yang Yanan's shoulder with one hand, looked at him sadly and said, "Don't worry about being a father, you guys go quickly!" ”

How could Yang Yan'an listen to Yang Ye's words at this time, he rushed out of the door with a spear first, and the oncoming Liao soldiers were stabbed to death by him, Yang Wulang and others hurriedly helped Yang Ye out of the house, and as far as the eye could see, the whole village was full of Song army and Liao army fighting, Yang Sanlang took the fifty Song army to open the way, and Yang Shilang took the thirty Song army to break off, and they firmly protected their three younger brothers and father in it.

Fortunately, the Liao army that rushed into the village was only 500 people, and although the 300 Song army was tired, it still had the strength to fight.

Yang Yanan bathed in blood and rushed to the front, and with a shot in the air, three or four Liao soldiers flew upside down, and Yang Yanhui also killed the pursuing Liao army in the rear.

Finally, the group killed all the Liao troops in front of them, and the entrance of the village was directly in front of them.

In the rest of the village, there were still Liao and Song armies fighting, and Yang Yanan's ears rang from time to time with the wailing and screaming of the soldiers before they died.

But he couldn't take care of so much, and a few people got on their horses, and rushed out of the village with the Song army, which was less than thirty people.

But the next moment, the war horse was reined, and everyone looked at the scene in front of them, and they all felt a chill in their bodies, and the blood in their bodies seemed to stop flowing.

In front of the Yang generals, hundreds of thousands of Liao troops were neatly arranged opposite them, and the overwhelming figure was like a mountain, pressing on the hearts of the Yang generals.

The Liao army's military formation slowly split, and a huge phoenix chair appeared in front of the Yang family general under the lifting of ten Liao soldiers, as well as the woman on the phoenix chair.

Empress Dowager Xiao painted a delicate face, looked at the small remnants in front of her with a smile, and said loudly: "Yang Ye, you have no way out, are you willing to surrender to the mourning family?" ”

"You're dreaming!" Lao Linggong lay on Yang Liulang's back and roared with difficulty.

"Hehe," as if she had already guessed Yang Ye's answer, Empress Dowager Xiao waved her hand, and four Liao soldiers pushed a small wooden cart, on which lay Yang Yanping and Yang Yanding, who died in battle.

The bodies of the two were thrown out of the carriage at random and thrown aside, and the Empress Dowager Xiao pointed to the corpses of Yang Dalang and Yang Erlang and said, "Yang Ye, do you still know your precious son?" ”

"Yanping, Yanding!"

"Big brother, second brother!"

Yang Ye, who saw the corpses of Yang Dalang and Yang Erlang, felt that the world was spinning for a while, and a heart-wrenching pain surged in his heart, "Poof! Lao Linggong vomited blood for the third time, and red blood beads spurted out of his mouth, sprinkled in midair, drawing a tragic parabola, and Yang Jiye, who had broken his liver and intestines, fell off the war horse.

Yang Liulang hurriedly dismounted, helped Yang Ye back to the horse, and at the same time ripped off the Yang character banner and tied it to himself and Yang Ye.

Yang Yanan glanced at the direction of the Xiwei Bridge and found that the Liao army was not guarding the bridge, so he immediately pulled out his horse and rushed to where, "Go!" ”

The Yang family and more than 30 remnants of the Song army desperately rushed towards the Xiwei Bridge.

Empress Dowager Xiao sat on the phoenix chair, dragging her cheek with one hand, looking at this scene with interest, with a wave of her jade hand, 30,000 foot soldiers, and 5,000 iron cavalry rushed out of the military formation, and at this moment Xiao Tianzuo and Xiao Tianyou with 5,000 iron cavalry have also arrived, and the two sides have converged into an army and rushed straight to the Yang general.

The army of 40,000 people, the dense figures were like a giant beast with a bloody mouth open, trying to swallow the Yang family not far ahead.

The 10,000 cavalry soon caught up with the Yang generals from the left and right sides, and the foot soldiers in the rear also began to draw their bows and arrows, shooting at the fleeing Yang generals, "Whoosh." Thousands of arrows came across the sky and shot at Yang Yanan and the others like raindrops.

The Song army, which had only thirty people, was all shot to death in an instant, and the five sons of the Yang family turned over and hid firmly under the belly of the war horse the moment the feather arrow fell.

"Boom, boom." The war horses ridden by the five sons were all shot into hedgehogs by feather arrows, and fell heavily under the earth, Shilang Yang Yanhui, with three arrows in his body, and Golang Yang Yande and Qilang Yang Yansi were also hit by two arrows.

At this moment, only the five sons of the Yang family and the comatose Yang Ye were left on the battlefield, as well as the 40,000 Liao troops.

"Kill!" Xiao Tianzuo pointed at the five sons of the Yang family with a horizontal knife, and countless iron horsemen and foot soldiers rushed towards them.

"Kill!" Yang Yanan roared, now there is only one battle!

The five sons of the Yang family rushed to rob and fought with the tens of thousands of Liao troops in front of them.

"Puff puff." Shilang Yang Yanhui held a big gun, sat and swept right in the chaotic army, and swept over six Liao soldiers in a row, and didn't care about the bright spear blades behind him, because Yang Wulang leaned behind him, Yang Shilang gave his back to Yang Wulang with confidence, and Yang Wulang also handed over his back to his fourth brother.

In this siege, the five sons of the Yang family bathed in blood one by one and killed to madness, among which Yang Qilang was the most brave, and he picked three Liao army generals in a row, and at this moment he was killed with Xiao Tianzuo, the general of the Liao army.

"Hah!" Shiro Yang Yanhui swept the legs of the iron horse galloping towards him with a heavy shot, and the sturdy long hooves of the two war horses were broken by him with a single shot, but at the same time, his spear was broken in two because of the continuous battle, plus the force just now.

Wulang Yang Yande picked up two knives from the corpse of the Liao army at his feet and threw them at Yang Yanhui.

Yang Yanhui took the knife, slashed and killed, and slashed dozens of Liao soldiers in a row.

Yang Yande's Yang family's marksmanship is unpredictable, and when a shot is swept out, dozens of Liao army spears are broken, even though these two people have been surrounded by tens of thousands of Liao legions, but they still do not show their superiority and do not show defeat.

Yang Yan'an and Yang Yanzhao fought and retreated, they also handed over their backs to each other, it can be clearly seen that as the melee began, Yang Yanan and they were getting closer and closer to the Xiwei Bridge, as long as they could step on the bridge, then they would have a glimmer of life, but at this time, .......

The so-called one inch long and one inch strong, the spear in Yang Shilang's hand was broken, he could only fight with two mending knives, and at the beginning he could rely on his own courage to hold on, but as more and more Liao army pikemen arrived, thousands of people surrounded him and Yang Wulang, and they were already powerless to return to the sky, and the god of death also smiled at them.

Yang Wulang swept away the Liao army in front of him with a shot, even if he was merciful, he also turned into Shura at this moment, unceremoniously harvesting the lives of the Liao army.

The next second, "thump." sounded. Yang Yanhui, whose face was stained with the blood of the Liao army, cut off the spears stabbed at him by the Liao soldiers in front of him with two knives, and the head of the spear was broken to the ground, but soon it was a dense array of spears rushing towards him, Yang Yanhui continued to resist with a knife, and "poof" sounded, just after Yang Yanhui had just cut the throats of two Liao soldiers with the long knives in his hand, the two spears stabbed him in the chest.

The Pu knife in Yang Yanhui's hand fell to the ground, the blood at the corner of his mouth gushed out, and a wisp of madness flashed on his handsome face, "Ah!! Yang Yanhui stubbornly held the two spears that pierced into his body, one forced, and the two Liao soldiers were directly lifted into the air by him, and when they fell, they were stabbed into a hornet's nest by their own spears.

"Ahh Yang Yanhui roughly pulled out the two spears inserted in his chest, and wisps of blood splashed out of his wounds and sprinkled on the faces of the Liao soldiers in front of him.

He held two spears and used his last strength to sweep towards the Liao soldiers who were dense in front of him and could not see the side, and now he has been labeled as a madman by the Liao soldiers, they have never seen such a strong person.

"Puff puff." But Yang Yanhui's life had also come to an end, and countless Liao soldiers stabbed the spears in their hands at him, and the sharp spears ruthlessly pierced the armor on Yang Yanhui's body.

Yang Yanhui's arms, thighs, chest, except for his head, every corner of his body has been stabbed with terrifying scars one after another by the spears of the Liao soldiers, and vitality continues to flow out.

"Boom." Yang Shilang, who had only a glimmer of vitality left, knelt on the ground weakly, and looked at the pool of blood composed of his own blood with gloomy eyes.

Yang Wulang seemed to feel something, turned his head and looked behind him, "Fourth brother!" When he saw Yang Shilang's scarred body, the whole person rushed towards the Liao army who wanted to continue to slash Yang Yanhui like a madman.

"Liao Dog!!"

Yang Yande swept the Liao army in front of him one after another, at this time, Xiao Tianzuo slashed at Yang Wulang's back, Yang Yande hurriedly waved to resist, and at the same time, two feather arrows shot at his back, two arrows into the bone, under the pain, Yang Yande slowed down, and soon, several Liao saber axe hands swung their knives and slashed at his legs.

Xiao Tianzuo even slashed at Yang Yande's chest.

.......

The terrifying knife cut out by Xiao Tianzuo on his chest was slowly bleeding, but Yang Yande stood in place expressionlessly, Xiao Tianzuo raised his foot and kicked him to Yang Shilang's side.

"Poof......." mouthfuls of blood poured out from the corners of Yang Wulang's mouth who fell to the ground, he lay on the ground, looked at Shiro Yang Yanhui, who was kneeling on the ground beside him and didn't know life and death, and called helplessly: "Fourth brother...... Fourth brother ......."

"Fifth brother......" Yang Yanhui raised his head slightly, looked at Yang Wulang who was bleeding from the corners of his mouth beside him weakly, and shouted these two words weakly.

Immediately, Yang Yanhui, who was the most seriously injured but had already returned to the light, actually stood up from the ground.

At this moment, none of the Liao troops was taking the initiative to attack the two of them, they knew that Yang Shilang and Yang Wulang were already dead people.

Yang Shilang straightened his stumpled body, Yang Wulang also slowly got up from the ground, and the two leaned together again, making a muffled sound, hanging their empty hands, and glaring at Liao Bing.

"Kill!"

Xiao Tianzuo didn't have any compassion, and countless Liao soldiers clenched the spears in their hands and stabbed at the two stiff and upright figures.

"Puff puff."

Spears, into the flesh, broken bones, broken out of the body

Yang Jiashilang, Yang Yanhui, and Yang Jiawulang and Yang Yande died together under the random guns of the Liao army.

The two corpses pierced the head of the Liao army's gun head, and the barrel of the gun supported their corpses, making them stand until death!

------------------------------ the dividing line, go ahead.