"Bang! Bang! "Two sounds, the cannonball smashed on the city gate again, this time it hit the edge of the city gate, the huge impact force, immediately pushed the city gate to rotate a slight angle, just such an angle, has revealed a gap, Zhao Xingde saw the inner side of the city gate as if Shura hell-like slaughterhouse, everywhere lying naked slave corpses, in the distance, a group of Khitan cavalry is charging, slaves seem to only be tied to kill.

The green tendons on Zhou Wang's neck seemed to burst out, he dragged a wounded leg and crawled close to the city gate, turned around and shouted: "Push open the city gate!" "In the face of a large group of Khitan cavalry, the only way to survive is to open the city gates. Zhou Wang pointed to the gap in the city gate and shouted, "Go outside and push open the city gate!" His voice didn't fall, "Bang" "Bang! Bang! "There were several loud bangs, and several shells smashed on the city gate again. The huge momentum of the cannonball seemed to be a huge hand grabbing the city gate and lifting it to both sides, and after a period of shaking, with the Han army outside the city pushing together, the city gate was completely opened.

"Aim more!" Zhao Xingde shouted, a cannon "boomed" and sent out a cannonball, straight through the city gate hole, with a whistling wind flew over the head of the Khitan cavalry in the distance, a cavalryman was just on the trajectory of the cannonball, was grazed by the cannonball, the neck was completely broken, and the entire helmet head was torn off. Several horses nearby neighed in fright. When the leading Khitan cavalry officer saw the city gate wide open, his face was panicked, and despite the fact that his subordinates had not yet assembled, he drew his scimitar and shouted: "Rush over and block the city gate!" ”

Hundreds of Khitan cavalry drew their scimitars, raised their spears, and urged their horses to rush towards the city gate. At this time, Wanyan Zonghan also saw that it was cheap, patted the neck of the war horse, pulled out a long knife, and shouted: "Rush in and kill all the Khitans!" "Thousands of Jin cavalry were already in battle near the city gate, roaring in unison, struggling to urge their horses to rush into the city. The two cavalry are like two hammers facing each other, and they are about to touch each other. Some of the slaves in the middle were not aware of the danger, and some were at a loss and turned pale.

Zhou Wang, Feng Ding, Guo An and others were still clear and clear, and they all shouted loudly: "Get out of the way, get out of the way on both sides!" Zhou Wang was hit by an arrow in the leg and couldn't move, so he had to crawl behind the city gate and desperately put his body close to the city wall.

He had just dodged, the golden soldiers had already arrived first, a team of iron cavalry rushed into the city gate, at this time there was a siege vehicle wreckage still blocked in the middle of the city gate, this group of golden soldiers did not slow down the speed of the horse at all, controlled the war horse to pass through the side of the siege vehicle, and rushed against the city wall. The galloping war horse almost passed by Zhou Wang, and Rao was already risking his life, and he also broke out in a cold sweat at this moment. The cavalry of the Jin Kingdom that followed was continuous.

At this time, the cavalry of the Liao army had also rushed in, and the two cavalry were blocked not far from the city gate and circled and fought. The slaves who couldn't dodge, the slaves who were injured and couldn't leave, were all trampled by the war horses, and even the corpses were quickly trampled into a blur of flesh and blood.

The Han troops inside and outside the Dashun Gate shouted in unison, "The city is broken!" The city is broken! The Liao army at the head of the city saw that the Jin soldiers had rushed into the city, and they couldn't help but tremble, and the wood, rolling stones, and arrows suddenly became sparse. The morale of the Jin soldiers who attacked the city was greatly boosted, and under the strength of one another, the suitable Jin soldiers fought extremely hard and could not gain a foothold in the city, and at this moment they actually attacked the city walls everywhere at the same time. Tiefutu, who was wearing heavy armor, protected the surroundings of the cloud ladder, wielding sharp long knives, and the already frightened Khitan soldiers could not get close, so they could only watch as more and more golden soldiers entered the city, more and more, more and more............

The Jin soldiers of the brigade began to pour into Liaoyang from all sides, and the Liao soldiers resisted stubbornly, and even the Khitan women and the old and weak also picked up their blades to fight with the Jin soldiers, but to no avail, the Jin soldiers stepped on the corpses of the Liao people step forward step by step. Xiao Suxian, who stayed in Tokyo, gathered more than 2,000 elites from the East City Gate to stay in the mansion. Smoke rose from all sides of Liaoyang, and shouts of killing could be heard everywhere. Next to the left-behind mansion is the treasury of Liaoyang, and the Khitan guards saw that the city was broken and ignited the accumulated grain and grass. The oil-drenched grain burned so fast that it quickly engulfed the neighboring houses, and the flames and smoke rose several feet into the air.

Xiao Suxian stood at the head of the city left behind, holding the blood-stained sword in his right hand, his face was pale, and he muttered: "Your Majesty entrusted me with Liaoyang, but I am ashamed of Your Majesty." He looked around at the left and right, all of them were the henchmen who had been following him for a long time, his face was pale, and he said in a deep voice: "Liaoyang has been stubbornly defending for several months, and the Bohai people have contributed a lot. Our people have little hope of recovering the country, they are weak and have few people, and they have to serve their strong neighbors, so you can surrender to the Jurchen Jin Dynasty and protect the people of Liaodong. After speaking, he wiped the sword in his neck, blood splattered, and he fell to the ground in a fit of rage.

Xiao Suxian was dead, and the Bohai naval civilians in the city, led by the generals, gave up the battle one after another. Only the Khitan generals and the people did not surrender to the death, relying on the neighborhoods everywhere to resist the Jin soldiers, and the sporadic battles continued until the next morning. There were 150,000 or 60,000 Khitans in the city, and the Jin soldiers counted and captured, and only got more than 40,000 Khitan captives, all of whom were old, weak, women and children. Because the Bohai people helped the Khitans defend the city, the strong were all used as signing troops, the weak were sold into slavery, and the Jin army also killed several generals of the Bohai tribe. Because of the meritorious contribution of the Han Er to the city, Han Ningshuang had an appointment with the Jin Army in advance, and Wanyan Aguda sent all the nearly 100,000 Han Er remaining in Liaoyang City to the Han Army for disposal. There is only one way, which is to ask the Han army to organize the strong among them into a signed army to assist the Jin State in the war.

Of the more than 5,000 slaves who started in the west of the city, less than 2,000 survived after some fighting, and dozens of wounded were all taken into the Xia State Camp. Han Ningshuang originally planned to incorporate all the surviving blacksmiths into the Han army, but most of these people were internal members of the brotherhood, and they only wanted to belong to Zhao Xingde, and she also made a favor and let Zhao Xingde take care of them. The Han army accepted nearly 100,000 people in the city, and was also busy organizing the strong among them into the camp, and sending the weak ones back to the rear.

The Liao army and the Jin soldiers fought fiercely around Shenzhou and Liaoyang, and the Han army occupied Suzhou, Kaizhou, Ningzhou, Fuzhou, Zhengzhou, Hengzhou, Zhenhaifu and other places were not harassed all winter. In May, wheat was harvested, and soybeans and sorghum were planted in a hurry. The newly relocated Hermes-Epitek here and there had a rare respite. For the Xia state-run tun land along the Yalu River in Taibai Mountain, although most of the income has been logging, charcoal burning and iron smelting, the people have harvested their first crops, and their hearts are always much more stable. The yield of the newly reclaimed wasteland is not high, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and the two crops a year are only enough to satisfy the stomach. However, the soil here is fertile, and experienced croppers have foreseen that in the second three or fourth years they will probably be able to reach the yield of cooked land. If you don't apply much fertilizer, the land will be poor for another two years, and you will need to change the land and plant again. Because of the war, Xia Guoying gave up the domestic fallow system at this point.

As soon as the thaw was thawed and opened to navigation, Li Sihai took his warship on the Yalu River for two round-trips, and the soldiers and civilians of the Xia state-owned camp reclamation points along the coast cheered. The power of this artillery warship was spread among the soldiers and people of Liaodong, because the river was frozen in winter, and the warships could not respond, and the soldiers and people who were scattered in the Taibai Mountain of the Yalu River for the winter were all worried, and there were also several villages that were attacked by the savage tribes. After the beginning of spring, Kim Chang-tae was busy dispatching troops to retaliate. Because of the charcoal, mink and other businesses, most of the Jurchen tribal leaders had a relationship with Dongmuxing, and they were very cooperative in this, and everyone and Xia Guoying joined forces to eradicate several bandit tribes.

One day after the capture of Liaoyang, Wanyan Aguda led 20,000 iron cavalry to arrive, he was overjoyed, and rewarded the generals who had made meritorious contributions to the siege. The fighting spirit of the generals of the Jin Kingdom is even higher. The 150,000 Liao troops were still stationed less than a hundred miles away, and they were intimidated by the momentum of the Jin soldiers to conquer Liaoyang. From the emperor to the ordinary Jin soldiers, everyone used their lives at this time, just waiting to defeat the Liao army in one fell swoop and completely lay down the victory.

Before the expedition, Zhao Xingde and Han Ningshuang, Xia Guoying collected the corpses of the slaves found in the city, and buried a large tomb on the mountain in the east of Liaoyang City, and all the war dead were remembered in stone. There were more than 10,000 dependents of these Han slaves, and Han Ningshuang handed them all over to Zhao Xingde for arrangement, and Zhao Xingde accepted them unceremoniously. The slaves who died in the battle to seize the west gate in this battle, and those who still have families, are all compensated according to the profits of the garrison camp. On the day the monument was erected, more than 1,000 soldiers and garrisons, and more than 2,000 surviving Han workers and slaves, held a funeral ceremony in the east of the city.

"Shallot on the dew, He Yixi." The soldiers and garrisons of the Xia Kingdom sang the funeral song in a low voice, and their voices were full of sadness. "Luxi Ming Dynasty is more falling, when will people return when they die!" The song was sung and sighed, and when I heard the song, thousands of relatives of the dead wept bitterly. Zhao Xingde, Han Ningshuang and other generals present had solemn faces. The sound of the wind blowing the leaves seemed to be whimpering in unison.

"The word 'slave' on the deceased's face has been removed, right?" Zhao Xingde asked in a deep voice.

"It's all gone," Zhou Wang's face was gloomy, "The little brother has thanked the adults." With tears in his eyes, he barely straightened himself with a wooden stick, and the wound on his right leg was still severe. In the first battle in the West City Gate, the eleven people who took the lead in the uprising, including the senior brother Li San'er, killed seven people in the battle, Feng Ding, Guo An, Zhou Wang and Huo An were killed, and Huo An is still in a coma with a high fever. Therefore, Zhou Wang ignored Lang Zhong's dissuasion and must come to attend the funeral of his brothers.

Including Zhou Wang, there were more than 400 workers and slaves who had risen up and insisted on joining the army, and even the seriously injured Huo An woke up for a moment, and shouted: "Please accept me and wait." Zhao Xingde couldn't, so he had to agree to their request. These people are all seeds who have experienced bloody battles, and he doesn't want to waste them to fight without teaching, so he let Zhou Wang and the others retreat to Kaizhou first. He instructed Kim Chang-tae to select another 600 garrison soldiers, and mix them into two garrison battalions with these slaves, and receive training from the fire battalion together.

"Luxi Ming Dynasty is more falling, when will people .......return when they die" The song turned from poignant to memorial, "Whoever is in Artemisia has a land, and there is no virtuous and foolish soul to gather." The ghost uncle is urging him, and he must hesitate now. Gradually, the surviving rebels and their families began to sing in a low voice, and the song gradually rose to a higher level, as if sending the souls of the dead into the sky. In the distant mountain stream, there were a few white cranes.