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Chapter 814: Leave No Ones

Countless rockets flew out from all directions, and the sky was instantly reflected red by the fire of the stars, and countless fire points crossed the half-arc in the air, and flew to the ground with billowing black smoke. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the urn city, a fire burst into flames, and the tongue of fire spread rapidly along the fire oil, blazing, and immediately after, a burst of wailing and hissing sounds.

Under this black smoke, tens of thousands of Jurchen cavalry were in chaos, trampling on each other, wailing and falling off their horses, covering their noses and walking around, and even more people who were ignited were screaming and screaming wildly, and the flames on their bodies were immediately contaminated with other people, and the leather armor also burned, and a strange pungent smell spread.

The flames rushed into the sky, dispelling the mist, and between heaven and earth, only huge black smoke billowed out.

The urn city has become a sea of fire, from both sides of the fire are spreading to the center with the momentum of the prairie fire, at this time it is late autumn, the weather is dry, the wind is rising, and there is fire oil to help, the Jurchens are wearing leather armor, there are many military camp facilities in this urn city, after the fire, only a moment of work, it has reached the point of uncontrollable, this text is provided by the post bar friendly, the first release, the text is only for learning and exchange, please do not use it for commercial purposes, if necessary, please buy genuine.

The Jurchens were in turmoil, in the face of the fire, the so-called courage and bravery were in vain, on both sides were the towering city walls, and the roads in front and behind had been sealed, and the urn city was like a huge urn at this time, so that they had nowhere to escape.

The heat wave and thick smoke suffocated those Jin troops who were not ignited by the fire, and many people breathed hard, struggled hard, and finally fell to the ground with a thud. At this time, the most harmful to the Jurchens were those loose war horses, these once reliable companions, now under the fright, in the urn city hooves galloping, where they passed, countless Jurchen cavalry were knocked away, trampled under the horse's hooves, the sound of the horse's hooves trampling into the bone marrow was like the grim smile of the god of death.

After the rocket, the Song army on the city wall still did not stop, with the officer's order, the soldiers did not hesitate, still bent their bows and arrows, and shot indiscriminately into the urn city, the flying arrows that covered the sky and the sun were scattered all over the sky, there were almost no dead ends, after each round of volleys, there were countless fire people who suddenly fell to the ground, and let out the last desperate roar.

This huge firelight reflected in the eyes of Shen Ao standing on the city tower, and the deep eyes seemed to be also burning with flames, the flames were burning, jumping, and refracting a strange luster. Shen Ao was motionless, still relying on the wind blowing, looking at the tragic scene in the urn city, Shen Ao's face was only indifferent.

He may have struggled in his heart, does this really hurt Tiande, this answer, in fact, he himself has already given the answer, doing so, it can be described as cruel to the point of outrageous, but Shen Ao told himself, if it is the Jurchens, if it is himself and his own people in this urn city, the Jurchens will do the same, they will kill you, and step on your head, and shout proudly: "Look, this is a coward!" ”

They will enslave your children, they will humiliate your wives and daughters, they will be like in history, the city of Bianjing is broken, the blood is flowing, the bones are white, the dead are in the wilderness, and the living are worse than dead. {/\.\.\}

"Since this is the case, since you must make a choice, since it is a zero-sum game, there will always be people who will live, and there will always be people who will die, then you ......" Shen Ao muttered in an inaudible voice, this voice drifted between the heavens and the earth with the billowing smoke and the wanton wind, maybe no one heard it, maybe this voice was inaudible in the roar, but Shen Ao knew that someone would hear it, and someone would hear his voice: "Then you go to die." ”

Half an hour passed, and the four walls of the entire urn city had been burned black, and the ground was full of corpses, accompanied by a faint moan, which was shocking.

In some corners under the city wall, there are still scattered Jurchen cavalry, they are shocked against the wall, fortunately not burned to death, and fortunately escaped the rain of arrows in the sky, looking at this devastation, even forgetting to roar.

Wanyan Zonghan was protected by several personal soldiers, his beard had been burned off, the leather armor on his body had also been taken off, naked, speechless looking at the sky, seeing the heads poking out after the wall was stamped, until now, he was convinced that he had lost, 50,000 iron horsemen, before he could rush to kill, the knife head had not yet licked the blood, and it had already been defeated.

50,000 Jurchen warriors, this is nothing to the Khitan and Song people, but for the Jurchens, it is a great loss, the population of the Jurchens is only one million, and the people who can fight are only 300,000, and now, these 50,000 elites are now buried by themselves. Since the founding of the country, the Jurchens have never experienced such a fiasco, and they have been defeated so completely.

Wanyan Zonghan, who was in despair, stood trembling at the base of the city wall, his lips were squirming, and finally gritted his teeth, and fiercely pulled out the long knife on his waist, the blade emitted a cold glow, and he was about to slash under his neck.

When the soldiers on the side saw it, they immediately hugged Wanyan Zonghan in shock.

Wanyan Zonghan had tears in his eyes, roared, looked up to the sky and howled, and finally let go of the long knife in his hand in despair.

Kowtow...... The long knife fell to the ground, and at this time, the frightened Jurchens finally reacted, many people began to cry, 50,000 people to now, it only took half an hour for less than 500 people left, most of the corpses were burned to char and even the faces could not be distinguished, in this tragic scene, in the face of the appearance of countless companions who had no corpses, they were also weak at this time.

The gate of the inner city has been opened, and then, thousands of sailor cavalry swarmed into the urn city, their hands, not with a long rope that binds people, but a long knife with a handle that reflects a strange luster under the smoke, the long knife pointed forward obliquely, with the running of the war horse split the smoke, across the cold wind, the tip of the knife emitted a dark luster of stars, like a huge wave sweeping everything, venting out of the gate.

A captain and battalion officer at the head shouted: "The king of Pingxi has an order, and no one will be left!" ”

"Kill!"

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The tide of cavalry galloped wantonly in the urn city and on the corpses, closely pursuing the Jurchens who escaped by chance.

The Jurchens wailed, begged for mercy, knelt on the ground, and cried.

But when the horses jumped over and staggered by, the cavalry on the horses had no mercy, some were just indifferent, they indifferently raised their knives, indifferently slashed, the light of the sword was like a shock, the war horses neighed like war drums, and then, the long knife pierced the bones, blood splashed everywhere, and at the same time, the war horse carrying the cavalry had flown away, leaving only a corpse that fell to the ground and lost the last of its luster in its eyes.

At this time, the cavalry, who had already flown away for several feet, had already left Yin Yin blood on the tip of the knife in his hand.

Mountains of corpses, sea of blood, blood flowing and drifting, all this is in the eyes of a few people on the city tower, in addition to fear or fear.

Standing behind Shen Ao were several generals who had been invited to 'observe'. The Jurchens were sparsely populated, and after conquering Liaodong and Guanwai, they forced the desert and Liaodong ethnic groups to recruit soldiers to fight with the Jurchens.

In this Dading Mansion, there are more than 5,000 troops to cooperate in defense, and when Shen Ao's cavalry raided Dading Mansion, the troops saw that the general trend had gone, so they immediately surrendered. For them, it is the same with everyone, it is nothing more than a change of master. Therefore, although they surrendered, it would be a joke to say how loyal they were to the Great Song. These leaders of the army have already made calculations in their hearts, this time it is just a fluke surprise attack victory of the Song army, and now they will first compromise, and when the Jurchen iron horse arrives, it is not too late to pay allegiance to the Jurchens.

It's just that seeing this scene today, it's really creepy, these few noble lords of the desert have also licked blood with knives, but the 50,000 Jurchen Iron Horsemen have killed it in a blink of an eye but it has never been seen before, some people's teeth have already started a cold war, and some people can't help but glance at Shen Ao who left their backs, this Han man is not burly and tall, but at this time, it seems to be much greater.

Shen Ao suddenly looked back, as if he knew their intentions, and looked at them indifferently. A desert nobleman couldn't help but bend his knees and fell to the ground. When the rest of the people saw someone kneeling, they did not dare to stand, and they knelt down and saluted.

Shen Ao looked at them condescendingly, with a smile on his face, and said lightly: "Is this scene good?" ”

"Good...... Good looking......"

Shen Ao showed a stunned expression, pouted and smiled: "Then you continue to watch here, meticulously, not only to watch, but also to remember and remember in your hearts." Come to the people, look at them for the king, let them see for three or four hours, after reading, let them write a 5,000-word experience, if they can't write, they have to learn, my Great Song Dynasty is the most beautiful, learn well, and use it when the Anbei Protectorate is established in the future. ”

He left such a sentence, it was Shi Shiran who went down the city tower, a team of guards immediately chased up, this text is provided by the post bar friendly, the first release, the text is only for learning and exchange, do not use it for commercial purposes, if necessary, please buy genuine.

On the upper floor of this city, only these few nobles are left, everyone looks at each other, although everyone is of different races, but the expression at the moment is the same, look at three or four hours and not say, but also write five thousand words of experience, they don't know what the experience is, but only these five thousand words are enough to give a headache, the most important thing is that they can't write Chinese characters, Fang Cai Pingxi King also said, can't write to learn, but it may be easy for them to get on the horse and kill people, but let them learn Chinese characters It's really better to kill them.

One thing is certain, if you don't follow the fierce and vicious orders, maybe you won't even have to frown to kill you, about this, several nobles have no suspicion at all, the scene of the murder is still fresh in my memory, the smell of corpses and blood can still be smelled, people killed 50,000 Jurchens without frowning, do they still care about their own little lives.

"Learn, you have to learn, learn now!" A few people made up their minds in their hearts, and they didn't drag the mud and water at all.

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The second chapter was delivered, my aunt went under the knife, and I took a car in the afternoon, and when I came back, it was already 5 o'clock in the evening, and I was sweating, and it was finally too late.