On November 7 of the first year of the Beacon Fire Era, the wind and sand of the Beacon Continent wrinkled, and the waves rolled in the four seas. In the sky, it was even more gray, and there was no light in sight.

At the same time, in the area of Hachicheng, on the border between Beichen and Gaul, a radius of hundreds of miles, gradually dripped blood rain.

This was not caused by the battle between the soldiers of the Beichen Army and the Gallic Army, and everyone was wondering. It's strange that this weather, since early in the morning, there is a trace of blood in the whole air. However, there has been no fighting in the past few days, how can there be a smell of blood?

Could it be the head hanging on the banner of Yuanmen? Hmm~~ Not true! Wrong! When the skull was hung, it had already been pickled, and it couldn't even emit a stench, let alone the smell of blood.

So, what's going on?

After half an hour, the more than 1 million troops of the Beichen Army and the Gallic Army all raised their heads and looked at the sky stupidly.

In the sky, there was a slight rain of blood!

What the hell is going on! Something big happened, even God was raining blood!

Yue Fei stood alone on the lookout tower, watching the rain of blood falling down, and the slight smell of blood penetrated into his nostrils. Stretching out his palm, Generalissimo Yue let the rain of blood fall on his palm.

Joan of Arc! It should be you!

Although you are an enemy, I appreciate you!

Just because you are the king of Gaul, I, Yue Fei, will be buried in you!

Go all the way!

After standing for a while, Yue Fei slowly walked down the camp wall and returned to his tent.

Xiao Chen sat on the head of the bed, yawning constantly. Ling Xue'er beside her also looked sleepy, leaning on Xiao Chen's broad shoulders, cute and sleepy.

It's already November, and it's already quite cold. It was supposed to be a good time to sleep in the warm bed, but the two were woken up.

The reason is because of the system's shameless three consecutive prompts.

"System announcement: Death of the Beacon Fire, November 7 of the first year of the era. A generation of gods will Joan of Arc at 6 o'clock this morning, and the world will be sad! ”

"System announcement: Death of the Beacon Fire, November 7 of the first year of the era. A generation of gods will Joan of Arc at 6 o'clock this morning, and the world will be sad! ”

"System announcement: Death of the Beacon Fire, November 7 of the first year of the era. A generation of gods will Joan of Arc at 6 o'clock this morning, and the world will be sad! ”

For these three system prompts, Xiao Chen immediately scolded several sentences in his mouth.

Nema, isn't there just the death of a god general, and the whole world is sad! Sorry for your mother! It's too late for labor and management to rejoice! Well, I have to laugh twice: "Haha-"

Don't look at Xiao Chen, who has been hugging Ling Xue'er every day to talk about love, and he doesn't care about it. That's just a superficial phenomenon, how can a manly husband who aspires to be a Ming Jun only care about women every day and don't care about anything else.

Therefore, Xiao Chen sometimes takes time to learn about the military progress from Generalissimo Yue.

A month ago, Yue Fei sent Zhang Han with an army of 100,000 to collect the rest of the cities of Gaul. For more than ten days in a row, Zhang Han sent good news every day, saying how many cities he had taken, or how many enemy troops he had annihilated.

Xiao Chen was also very happy when he saw it, as for whether it was true or false, or whether it was a good kill or something. Xiao Chen didn't bother to care about it, as long as he was happy, it would be enough!

Until a while ago, Xiao Chen didn't receive Zhang Han's good news for three or two days, and he suddenly muttered a little in his heart. So, he sent a few knights to ask Zhang Han what was going on. Before this, there was a good news a day, but now what's going on, I haven't seen a good news for a few days!

In the end, as soon as the people sent to Zhang Han came back, Xiao Chen finally figured out why there was no good news. It turns out that Zhang Han's gang has already reached Gaul City, and the army is going all out to attack other people's capitals.

However, Zhang Han obviously didn't expect this Gallic city to be so difficult to gnaw. In the case that hundreds of thousands of elite main troops of Gaul were besieged in the area of Hachicheng, the king of Gaul was able to collect nearly 30,000 young and strong people to defend against the enemy.

There are a lot of 30,000 young people, although they are not trained, and they are not even as good as the eggs of new soldiers. But the people are the ones who defend the city, as long as they will still be able to roll the stones, it will be completely enough. You must know that Zhang Han's subordinates are only 100,000 people, and it is really not an ordinary difficulty to take down a city defended by 30,000 people.

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Han did not pass on the good news for several days. Xiao Chen also forgave Zhang Han's mistake very magnanimously, after all, Zhang Han had already hit the capital of the people, and it would not matter if he had a few days less good news.

Zhang Han did not disappoint Xiao Chen, and in the next ten days, Zhang Han commanded the army to attack the city. Regardless of day or night, I go home from dawn to night.

The bloody battle for more than ten days made every soldier of the Beichen Army tired. However, in comparison, the Beichen Army is already considered good. After all, the Beichen Army still occupies a superior force and can attack the city in shifts. But the Gallic army is not good, the original garrison of the city is a strong man, and the combat effectiveness is boundless.

Therefore, even though the Beichen army only attacked the city with 50,000 people each time, the 30,000 defenders still participated in the defense of the city. In this way, it was only able to block the progress of the Beichen Army. Not to mention the shift guarding the city, in which case the city of Gaul might have been destroyed a few days ago.

However, even though the city of Gaul stubbornly resisted, it was still killed by the fierce Beichen army four days earlier. As soon as the city was broken, only the remaining 10,000 or so defenders immediately scattered as birds and beasts. Without the ability to resist, the Beichen army soon took control of the entire city of Gaul.

More than 300,000 people in the city were killed by tens of thousands of them by the Southern Route Army, and almost all the old and weak women and children were all killed. The less than 200,000 men who were left behind were also tied up by the Beichen Army. In the future, they will become the free labor force of Beichen Kingdom, and make silent contributions to the development of Beichen Kingdom.

The monarch of Gaul also did not escape this catastrophe, and was directly ordered by Zhang Han to cut off his brain. Subsequently, the pickled head was sent to the Beichen Army camp on a fast horse.

When Xiao Chen and Yue Fei saw the head of the king of Gaul sent to them, they were happy in their hearts. The country of Gaul is now nominally destroyed, but there are still hundreds of thousands of lost dogs resisting. At that time, as long as the head of the Gallic monarch is bright, the 400,000 Gallic army will definitely not have the heart to fight again.

After this head was taken by the soldiers and spread throughout the three cities defended by the Gallic army, at noon that day, hundreds of thousands of Gallic troops completely lost their military morale. Everyone was worried about the safety of their loved ones far behind, and the sound of crying shook the heavens and the earth.

Even Joan of Arc, the commander of the 400,000 army, couldn't resist the shock again and fainted directly. The leaderless army of hundreds of thousands suddenly fell into chaos, and new ideas were active in everyone's hearts.

Surrender, now only surrender can you live.

The grain and grass hoarded in the three cities have almost been eaten by the 400,000 army. If you don't surrender, you will starve to death in the city sooner or later. As for the breakthrough, everyone didn't think about it at all. For a while, Joan of Arc also rushed out with everyone, but he couldn't kill it. In the end, he had no choice but to retreat to the city.

In the past three days, if it weren't for the generals of the Gallic army to suppress their soldiers, maybe the army would have fallen long ago. It's not that these generals don't want to surrender, it's that they haven't negotiated some conditions with the Beichen army yet. Your big soldiers will surrender when they say they will surrender, and the Beichen Army will not do anything to you.

But our group of generals is different, we have been fighting with the Beichen Army for so long, and the Beichen Army killed is almost 200,000. That's a real elite army, how could King Beichen spare himself and the others.

If you take advantage of the army to negotiate the conditions with the Beichen Army now, maybe the big guy will be able to pick up a life in the future. In this case, a group of generals will naturally not let that group of big-headed soldiers escape easily.

But today is different, something big happened today!

Joan of Arc, the commander of the 400,000-strong army, after three days in a coma. When he woke up this morning, he kissed himself in the tent.

More than a dozen Gallic generals who got the news all rushed to the big tent as quickly as possible. By the time he entered the tent, Joan of Arc's body had been gathered up to see.

A white armor, wiped clean. On the red face of the country, there is no longer the slightest blood, and it is pale and terrifying.

Seeing that Joan of Arc was dead, the dozen or so generals gathered all smiled bitterly. Originally, I was counting on the general to be able to negotiate with the Beichen Army and find a way for the big guy to survive. It's good now, the general is dead, what's the fun here.

The commander of the first army kissed himself to death, and the 400,000 troops in the city no longer had the heart to fight, and the army was relying on the prestige of Joan of Arc to hold on. Now that Joan of Arc is dead, the army should surrender as soon as possible, if it's too late, maybe the group of soldiers will cut down themselves and others and go to surrender to the Beichen army.

On the afternoon of November 7, the first year of the Beacon Fire Continent Era, the remnants of the 400,000 Gallic troops submitted a letter of surrender to Yue Fei.

Once unfortunate the gods will fall into the Yellow Spring, the sky will cry and the blood rain will fall without sorrow. A piece of paper descended to the end of the army's suffering, and Beichen had risen when it collapsed