Outside the city of Taiyuan, countless forbidden troops of the Great Song Dynasty walked neatly and with their heads held high towards Taiyuan City, as the victors, they have a reason to show off their might, although there is a Song generation, the warriors are almost a foil, and there seem to be few victories in the war, but the early Song Dynasty that inherited the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the soldiers and horses under the command of Zhao Kuangyin are still some elite soldiers.

The surrender of the camp outside Taiyuan City, the Northern Han Emperor Liu Jiyuan took a cadre of civil and military forces to hand over the seal letter, as well as the landscape map of a country, but at this moment in the Northern Han Kingdom, only this last lonely city remained, compared to Zhao Kuangyin's spirit, Liu Jiyuan's face can only be said to be a far-fetched smile.

Even the emperor who is extremely mediocre understands the difference between being an emperor and being a prisoner of the ranks, although after he surrenders, there is a title to cover his face, but the days after that, I'm afraid it will not be so easy!

The emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty and the ministers of civil and military affairs all surrendered to the Great Song Dynasty, and the Great Song Dynasty forbidden army also began to pull out to occupy this important city that already belonged to the Great Song Dynasty, Leng Zhuo looked at it a little boringly, and thought to himself, who will the hundred generals receive, there is no clue at all!

Just when Leng Zhuo was about to scratch his head, suddenly, there were a few dull whistling sounds in the sky above Taiyuan City, Leng Zhuo couldn't help but look in the direction of Taiyuan City, but was stunned to find that there were actually several boulders from Taiyuan City, and then, smashed heavily into the Song army's military array.

The neatly arranged Song army was simply a big target, and at that moment, the boulder carried a piece of flying flesh and blood, sweeping out a bloody path soaked in blood.

"Kill!" A deafening shout of killing suddenly rose from inside the city, and the sound went straight into the sky of the nine heavens, making people's heartstrings uneasy.

Knock knock, the earth-shattering drum beat rhythmically, just like the muffled thunder, Taiyuan City actually fought again!

Leng Zhuo's face showed a hint of surprise, his eyes swept down, Zhao Kuangyin's face was a little blue, but Liu Jiyuan's face on the side was blank, and there was a trace of worry, obviously, this sudden battle was not expected by both sides.

A flying horse galloped over, the cavalry turned over and dismounted cleanly, walked into Yaman, stepped forward quickly, knelt down on one knee, hugged his fists, and said: "Report to Your Majesty, Liu Jiye in the south of Taiyuan City refuses to surrender, and has led the defenders to fight with our army at this moment!"

Zhao Kuangyin is also the emperor of a country, his complexion just changed, and he regained his calmness: "Liu Jiye is the invincible military general of the Northern Han Kingdom, but he is loyal and courageous!"

Leng Zhuo didn't continue to listen, said, this Liu Jiye is likely to be the general to be accepted this time, Leng Zhuo hurriedly flew to the city, at this moment in Taiyuan City, only one south gate is left in the four gates, and the remaining three guards are all open to let the Song army disarm, after all, the emperor has surrendered, what are they fighting for!

In the south of the city, facing the direction of the main force of the Song army, in front of the half-mutilated city gate tower, Liu Jiye listened to the sound of fighting outside, and looked at the south of the city, the tens of thousands of Song troops rushed overwhelmed, but those eyes did not blink, calmly issuing various orders.

"Father, the Song army came in from the West Gate, and now he has entered Chunqingfang!"

"Yan Lang, you take two hundred soldiers down to the city, and give me to defend Chunqingfang, and you must not let the Song army kill you!"

"Yes, Father!"

"Father!" Liu Yanlang received the order and was about to leave, but he saw that on the head of the city, several people in armor were running quickly, the oldest was only ten **, and the youngest was only thirteen or fourteen years old, his face was still a little immature, but there was a trace of perseverance in his eyes.

Several teenagers came to Liu Jiye's side, hugged their fists and saluted, Liu Jiye looked at these teenagers, but he was stunned, and then turned his face and said: "Why did you come here, don't you go back quickly! This is not a place for children to play." Father, we are not here to play, we are waiting to kill the enemy to serve the country, my mother said, my Liu family does not have a single son, and dying on the battlefield is our destination, even if the Northern Han Kingdom is dead, we must be a loyal soul! Besides, although our martial arts are not as good as those of the eldest brother, the ordinary military rate is not in our eyes!""You! hey!" Liu Jiye sighed:

"Then you go to Chungqingfang to find your eldest brother!" "Yes, father!" Several young men showed a hint of joy on their faces, and quickly ran down the city.

Fighting, from early morning to noon, the scorching sun shone on the dilapidated Nancheng city, with the loss of several gates of Taiyuan City, the entire Nancheng has been surrounded by the Song army.

"Archers, archers, don't stop, shoot me hard!"

"General, there are no arrows!" said one of the defenders' archers, looking at the empty quiver, but there were not a single arrows.

"Put your mother's fart, how can there be no arrows, give me four to look for it, you can always find it, if you really can't find it, just take me a knife and cut it, catch it with a spear, don't you go to me quickly" "Fucking Song Jun, it's endless, stone, stone smash me hard, smash one to death, smash two, earn one!"

Chunqingfang, a neighborhood near the head of the city in the south of the city, on a street, the wolf-like Song army roared, surging up, the bright sword flashed with the cold light of the road and continued to chop, and on the opposite side of them, the Northern Han soldiers were also fierce and fearless of death.

The blood is blooming under the sun, blooming with the most poignant splendor, embellished with cold light, like the plum blossoms on that winter day.

Although the soldiers of the Northern Han Army were brave and all of them were elites in a hundred battles, they still fell one by one in the face of the seemingly endless Song army.

"Big brother, there are too many Song troops, we don't have a few people anymore, Chunqingfang can't hold it, do you want my father to send some people over Liu Yanlang took back the gun in his hand, gasped for two breaths slightly, set up the spear again, and said while attacking: "Where are the soldiers adjustable, the troops on my father's side are even tighter!"

"Big brother, second brother, Song Jun has killed him from the alley over there, let's step back, otherwise we will be dumplings made by Song Jun!"

Liu Yanlang once again repelled the Song soldiers in front of him, glanced at the rear, and sure enough, some Song troops had bypassed the rear: "Retreat while fighting!" Liu Yanlang gritted his teeth and said.

The sun, gradually slanted to the west, the fighting in Taiyuan City, the day continued, the casualties of the Song army were rising, and Zhao Kuangyin, who had come to the east gate tower of the city, heard the news from the continuous visits from the front, and said after a while: "I have long heard that the Northern Han Dynasty has a famous general, which is the pillar stone of the Northern Han Dynasty, and there are more than 100 battles of all sizes, and there is no defeat, even the Liao people are amazed, and they are called invincible by the people of the Northern Han Dynasty.

"Wouldn't it be a pity that such a loyal and famous general is not used by me, come and bring Liu Jiyuan!"

In the south of the city, a day of hard fighting, has lost most of the city, only the Northern Han army in the south of the city has also reached the end of the crossbow, but the battle armor is less than 800, the general who can fight is less than ten, even the south of the city guard, Liu Jiye also carried the golden knife to join the battle in person, but with the loss of most of the neighborhoods in the south of the city, they have even cut off food.

Outside the city, inside the city, countless Song troops have surrounded the south of the city to death, and they are constantly advancing, and now even the city head is no longer able to defend it, but none of the soldiers in the city have put down their weapons.

The battle continues, even if there is only one person left in the battle!

Leng Zhuo stood at the head of the city and watched for a whole day, but such a loyal and good general seemed to be rewarded for nothing.

When Dangdang, just when the Song army had completely occupied the advantage and could solve the last stubborn Hou Han army with only the final killing, a sound of gold came from all directions, and the Song army, which was holding a shield and crushing forward with a vertical spear, suddenly stopped.

Listen to the drum and advance, woo gold and retreat!

But where the Yan army is elite, these eight words are almost forbidden, and the slow retreat of the Great Song Dynasty forbidden army swept away a trace of heaviness from this dignified and bloody battlefield, and also gave the soldiers of the Northern Han Army, who had long been exhausted, a little respite.

"Listen to Liu Jiye of the Northern Han Dynasty, I am the envoy of the Song army, and I am here with a letter, you must not attack!" The scribe envoy said and walked out of the military formation, and walked alone through the pile of corpses, and climbed the southern tower.

"General Liu, this is your majesty, the emperor's handwritten letter from the emperor of the Northern Han Kingdom, you can check it, I have heard that General Liu is loyal to the emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty, and I am grateful for his kindness, my Great Song Emperor His Majesty sighed at General Liu's discipline, my majesty said, as long as General Liu is willing to vote for the Great Song Dynasty, he will not insult General Liu!" Liu Jiye looked at the letter in his hand, but on his resolute cheeks, there were two tears, and his hands trembled slightly.

"Father!"

Liu Jiye raised his head, looked at the sunset that was gradually sinking in the west, sighed, and said, "The Northern Han Kingdom, dead, dead!"

"Father!" Liu Yanlang knelt on the ground, looking at his extremely sad father, he knew how much effort his father had spent on this Northern Han Kingdom, fighting all year round, and being loyal to him with a golden heart, at this moment, the pillar that had been serving him in his heart suddenly fell, how could his heart remain calm.

"Father!" Liu Yanyu's brothers also knelt on the ground, obviously they were also afraid that their loyal father would do something stupid!

Leng Zhuo looked at the scene below, and his heart felt as if he had been beaten by a hammer, loyal to the monarch to serve the country, loyal to the monarch to serve the country, but when the monarch is gone, the country is dead, as a loyal minister and a good general, the loneliness and emptiness in his heart can be imagined, it is a kind of collapse of faith sustenance.

Just when Leng Zhuo sighed, the picture of the hundred generals in his arms was slowly unfolding, and sure enough, it was them, although Liu Jiye had not heard much of the name of the general, but just this day, Leng Zhuo knew that this person must be a famous general who was submerged in history.

A pillar of light shot down from the map of the hundred generals, but to Leng Zhuo's surprise, this pillar of light did not cover Liu Jiye in the center, but a young general who knelt down on one knee, and the night was Liu Jiye's eldest son, Liu Yanlang.

Just before Leng Zhuo had time to wonder, another pillar of light shot down, this time, Yi, Ri did not cover Liu Jiye, Yi, Ri is Liu Jiye's son, probably the second.

The third way, it's not Liu Jiye, the fourth way, according to the day, it's not Liu Jiye, the fifth way, it's the same isn't, the sixth way, it's still not, the seventh way, it's not!

But although it is not, Leng Zhuoyi, Ri's eyes and mouth widened, and seven pillars of light covered the seven sons beside Liu Jiye, seven colored lights, one point and seven, each with the same color.

Damn, summon seven at once, this is too domineering!

Leng Zhuo was stunned as the Hundred Generals Diagram slowly opened, and the seven generals who were shrouded were summoned into the Hundred Generals Diagram one by one.