"General!"

As soon as Gan Run saw that the two of them had died together, Zhenyuan suddenly raised his mind, shocked Yang Wen'an, and immediately jumped forward, but he came to Pu Xuezhi's body.

It's just that the person in front of him has already lost his breath, and no matter how he shouts, he doesn't have half a reaction.

"The hatred of killing relatives is not shared. Today, with your blood, sacrifice the life of my uncle. ”

Yang Wen'an saw that his uncle also died tragically, and he also felt the same grief, seeing that Gan Run's heart was lost and his appearance was stunned, he was determined to rush with a gun immediately, but he wanted to take advantage of this time to kill this person.

At this time, he saw another sword flashing, blocking his way.

A person in the distance stepped out slowly, complaining: "A sneak attack from behind is not a gentleman's business. Today, your crimes are destined to come to an end here. ”

"Who are you?" Yang Wenan was nervous for a moment, and his heart was uneasy.

The person in front of him is by no means worse than his own strength, if he really fights, he is afraid that he has no ability to resist.

"It's Staff Officer Song, I'm glad you rescued me, otherwise I'm afraid I would have died here a long time ago." ”

Only then did Gan Run react, and when he saw Yang Wen'an staring at him in the distance, he suddenly felt that his previous actions were too risky, if it weren't for Song Zizhen to save him, he was afraid that he would have to accompany Pu Zhizhi and go to hell.

Song Zizhen comforted: "It is human nature that old friends are lost and there is sadness in their hearts, and you don't need to blame yourself." Sweeping away the body of Pu Xuezhi, his voice suddenly darkened, and he said: "And General Pu begged for benevolence, and finally killed this Yang Dayuan today, which can be regarded as a great revenge." Fu You looked at Yang Wen'an and shouted: "And now, what we do should also be to eradicate the traitors and expel the Tartars, do you understand this?"

"Staff Officer Song, I understand. Gan Run raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, but his eyes were red and swollen, but they never disappeared.

Then staring at Yang Wen'an, he only waved the long knife in his hand lightly at the other party, and persuaded: "And you, your uncle is dead, and you still plan to continue to resist stubbornly? Don't forget whose hands your father died in the first place." ”

But he knew that Yang Wen'an's father, that is, the child of Yang Dayuan's younger brother Yang Daquan.

And Yang Daquan died at the hands of the Mongolian people in the Battle of Xuzhou a few years ago.

"I don't need your reminder, I understand. Yang Wen'an's eyes widened, showing a little annoyance, and shouted: "That's why I want to join the Mongolian army and avenge my father." ”

Gan Run looked startled, and asked with a surprised face: "Revenge? Have you forgotten? Your father was killed by the Mongols? If you teach your father to see it, how would he feel?"

"Hmph, if you hadn't been in the besieged city, how could my father have died?"

Yang Wen'an was a little scared when he saw the soldiers of the Red Phoenix Army rushing in in the distance, but when he saw the blood on his knife, he immediately felt a tremor in his body, and immediately made up his mind and shouted: "Today I will spare my life, and I will let you pay for your blood debts." ”

But he knew that his hands were already stained with the blood of the soldiers of the Red Phoenix Army, even if he surrendered at this moment, he would inevitably be stabbed in the neck, even if he was persuaded by others, he would only live in a dark cage in the future.

doesn't want to live like this, Yang Wenan has already understood that now he has no choice but to die.

Seeing that Yang Wen'an was so stubborn, Gan Run suddenly felt a strong heart, and the long knife struck out again, shouting: "Very good." It seems that you have long forgotten your father's last wish, and in that case, let me wake you up. ”

For a moment, he didn't care about his body, and the quick knife slashed at Yang Wen'an again and again, and the knife was as fast as a knife.

Yang Wen'an waved his spear and resisted again and again, but in the distance, Song Zizhen commanded Ruoding, and his hands and feet were shot by the gun, although he was blocked by Zhenyuan and did not invade his body, but his arm was sore, but it was difficult to parry, and he immediately let the long knife slash over his shoulder.

This knife touched the bone marrow, which immediately made Yang Wenan unbearable pain, and he fell to the ground with a pop.

Gan Run stopped the long knife, looked at Yang Wenan with pity on his face, and persuaded: "Nephew." If you surrender at this time, I can intercede for you. Although you have killed many brothers, as long as you forgive your sins in the future, there is still a chance of survival. ”

"Hahahaha....... If you kill me, why should you be so pretended? If you are insulted by you, it is better for me to cut myself off. ”

Yang Wenan looked up to the sky and laughed, and then he was holding the true yuan and covering the heavenly spirit, and with a bang, he was already unable to fall to the ground, his head was broken, red and white, but he had no livelihood.

Gan Run was stunned for a moment, with sadness on his face, and bowed to Yang Wen'an: "It seems that you still haven't come to the right path after all." But it's better to die here than if you continue to follow the Mongol army for evil. After picking up his sadness, he bowed down to Song Zizhen, who was already waiting on the side, and said, "My matter has been solved, let's go and help others." ”

Song Zizhen smiled and said, "This is nature!"

The two swept away the battle between Wang Shu and Lu Zhi in the distance, and jumped into the air to join them.

With the help of the two, Wang Shu also beheaded Lu Zhi under his men, leaving no way out.

The three leaders of Yang Dayuan, Yang Wen'an and Lu Zhi died as a result, which made the rest of the soldiers extremely frightened one by one, and quickly dropped their weapons, lest they would die here if they were one step too late.

This move, like a multi-bone Nomi card, made the soldiers present lose their fighting spirit and give up this land.

Song Zizhen smiled and said, "Now that this place has been captured, the next step is to directly attack Tartar." As soon as he swept his eyes at the tent camp in the distance, the artillery behind him was immediately taken out with a wave of his hand, and the tiger squat cannons were ready, and then the violent sound of "boom boom" resounded in the sky, and the Mongolian military tent in the distance was like the hot oil that was dripping into the water, all of which exploded.

All of them looked flustered and hurried, and the clothes they were wearing were ordinary silk and cotton, and the original combat armor didn't know where it had been lost, and they had no ability to resist.

After all, most of these Mongolian soldiers are from the Mongol race in Mobei, and of course there are some Semu people who live in Tibet.

These people were also new to China, especially in Sichuan, which was known for its scorching heat and rain, and had already suffered from many discomforts, such as headaches, vomiting, lack of physical strength, and other symptoms, so that most of them were infected with the epidemic, which greatly reduced the strength of the army and made it impossible to organize effective resistance.

And now it seems that the whole attack is going quite well.