Yelu Hongji stood on the high platform in the south square, silently looking at the people who were driven over, and he couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart, he didn't know what the action of driving the people to consume the Song army's forces would bring to his future.

But Yelu Hongji knows one thing, that is, if his father is here, he will definitely do it, and he may be criticized by the world for being cruel and unkind, but his father will never blame himself; Shangjing is too important, and it is worth it to keep Shangjing, not to mention sacrificing tens of thousands of people, even if it costs more.

Yelu Hongji is not without a choice, he can also choose to leave Shangjing and flee to the north to avoid trouble, under the protection of tens of thousands of Liao troops, the Song army will not rashly chase in the ice and snow; But if he does that, he will not be Yelu Hongji, his ambition is to become the future emperor of Liao, and he must not retreat in the contest with his uncle Yelu Chongyuan, and going to Beijing is a test, whether to escape the capital, or desperately defend the capital, these two results are extremely important both for him personally and for the overall battle situation.

A cold wind blows on his face, Yelu Hongji subconsciously tightened his face, retracted his chaotic thoughts, the square in front of him was already crowded, roughly estimated to be fifty or sixty thousand people, most of the people looked indifferent, closed their mouths and remained silent, allowing the soldiers to push and shove them into a square line, so although the square was chaotic, it was not noisy.

In the northwest corner, a group of soldiers came over with torches and a dozen men with bleeding heads and faces, all of whom were sixteen or seventeen years old.

Yelu Hongji frowned and asked Yelu Kanrong beside him, "What's the matter?" ”

Yelu Kanrong immediately sent someone to inquire about the situation, and it turned out that these dozen teenagers were afraid of going to death, so they hid in the rubble and were searched by the officers and soldiers.

Yelu Hongji slowly walked down the high platform and came to the dozen or so teenagers, who saw Yelu Hongji dressed luxuriously and followed by many generals, knowing that he was by no means an ordinary person, they all stopped pleading and looked at Yelu Hongji silently.

"You're scared, aren't you?" Yeluhongji asked.

The teenagers shut up and looked down at the ground.

"What did the eldest prince ask you, are you dumb?" The guards shouted.

Yelu Hongji waved his hand and said, "Don't scare them, they are only sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys, and it is normal for people to be afraid." After a pause, he stepped forward, stretched out his hand to help a young man in front of him brush away the grass stalks and dust on his head and face, and sighed: "I am a good man, why do I choose to escape instead of fighting in the face of national disasters; Do you do this worthy of the teachings of your fathers and the kindness of the emperor? ”

A young man suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Your Royal Highness, my Xiao family joined the army to serve the country, my father and eldest brother died in the battle of Helan Mountain, the second brother and the third brother died in the southern war with the Song Dynasty, only me and my mother are left in the family, I am hiding not because I am afraid, but after I die, who will support my old mother?" How could I forsake her? ”

Yelu Hongji looked at him coldly and said, "If the Great Liao destroys the capital and loses it, what else do you want to do?" ”

The young man argued: "Is it the responsibility of our common people that the Great Liao is destroyed? Why did Da Liao go to attack Xia and Song? If you don't attack other countries, how can you provoke the retaliation of other countries? How could there be a Song army coming to the capital? ”

Yelu Hongji shouted angrily: "Bold, do you mean to say that the emperor is wrong? ”

The young man stiffened his neck and said: "I don't know whose fault it is, but it is not the fault of our people, we just want to live in peace, we just want to reunite with our parents and relatives, even if we don't have fine clothes and food, even if we don't eat well and dress warmly, at least we can live, but even such a small wish can't be realized......

The sound of scolding around continued, Yelu Hongji's face was pale, he had never thought of this, in his eyes, the people were private property, they were like their own animals can be driven to be enslaved, and even killed casually, he didn't expect that the animals also have thoughts and will fight, which is absolutely unacceptable.

"Tie them to lampposts, and shoot them to death, and those who talk nonsense and deceive people, and those who flee cowardly with arrows."

Yelu Kanrong promised and immediately ordered the soldiers to tie more than a dozen teenagers to the lamppost, the teenagers cried and begged for mercy, and some were so frightened that they were all out of feces and urine, only the young man bit his lower lip and his eyes were empty and silent, and after the order, the feather arrows were fired, and more than a dozen teenagers died tragically in front of everyone.

Tens of thousands of people were silent, their eyes showing neither fear nor anger, just a dead color, just a bunch of walking dead as Jeluhonki had hoped.

In the early hours of the morning, more than 60,000 strong men took the lead, 40,000 Liao soldiers after the palace, set up a formation and began to attack Seoul, the two iron gates connecting the two cities were rolled up by a noose, and the giant covered bridge between the two cities with a width of more than 20 zhang became unblocked, and the first batch of death squads composed of 1,000 people stepped on the end of the covered bridge, and the simple weapons such as wooden sticks and iron forks in their hands were like a group of mortal souls indifferently rushing towards Seoul.

Due to the bed crossbow on the enemy's tower and the suppression of the fire of the Liao army on the city wall, the Song army could not block the Liao people who rushed over at the first time, and they could only set up a simple defense line outside the firing range, more than 100 steps away from the city wall, so that in the whole process of the Liao people passing through the covered bridge, they would not be able to give the most effective blow at the most favorable time.

But all this is also helpless, Su Jin will never let the soldiers be exposed to the fire of the Liao people and strike at the front row of the Liao people, not that Su Jin can't bear to attack the people, but to reduce his own casualties.

In fact, the strong team of the Liao people can not play a decisive role, the victory or defeat of the real duel can not be changed by more than these tens of thousands of people, but it can be used to strengthen the momentum or break up the formation, which will bring a certain deterrent to the Song army psychologically, and the wolf bites the elephant to death, even if it is five for one, these strong men will also consume their own 10,000 or 20,000 troops, which is extremely unfavorable to the follow-up real battle, Su Jin wants to avoid letting his soldiers fight head-on with these worthless people.

Su Jin also has to guard against the defection of the people of Hancheng, although these people are Han Chinese, but they are all natives of Liao, they have no feelings for the Great Song Dynasty in their minds, Su Jin will not fantasize that these people's national consciousness will suddenly awaken, and it is already a great favor not to disturb them on a large scale, but when the war comes, he has to allocate a part of his forces to prevent the backyard from catching fire.

Groups of Liao Zhuang soldiers crossed the covered bridge into Hancheng, assembled in a large open space in the northern city, and prepared to attack the simple fortifications built by the Song people with sundries, Su Jin did not expect that the Liao people would pull so many strong men, seeing that the open space was densely packed with people, and soon launched the first storm, and it was inevitable to fight them head-on in the narrow terrain, so he immediately ordered to retreat back five hundred steps, and with the houses and walls to hold the intersections leading to the northern city.

Yelu Hongji saw that the Song people didn't want to waste their energy on the strong men, which was exactly what he wanted to see, and the more so, the more he had to take advantage of this, so he immediately issued an order to drive all the people in the imperial city, regardless of men, women, and children, over to disrupt the Song people's defense line, and he was a little mad.

At dawn, the number of Liao people who invaded Seoul had exceeded 120,000, except for the 40,000 main force, the rest were all the people who were forced to stand in front, the Liao people were really beasts, the white-haired old man, the drooping child, and many panicked women, these people were full of horror one by one, and were driven forward by the Liao soldiers in the formation, and the Song army scolded angrily, in the face of so many unarmed people, it was really not easy to slaughter.

Su Jin rubbed his hands anxiously, constantly pacing on the tall building with an overview of the overall situation, he didn't want to become an executioner with innocent blood on his hands again, but he also didn't want the Liao people to succeed, once these people broke into the defense line, the damage would be huge, the Liao soldiers could unscrupulously release arrows as long as they entered the range, plus the harassment of these people, it was almost a sure defeat; Su Jin made up his mind, once the people of the Liao people came into range, he had to order a massacre, and preserving himself was the first priority.

The stairs clattered, and Mahan's big voice rang out: "Son, I'm back." ”

Su Jin was overjoyed, hurriedly greeted the staircase, and shouted, "Did you succeed?" ”

Ma Han wiped a handful of ice and snow from his stubble and said, "Then you can't catch it?" Even the queen and the princess and dozens of ministers did not run away, and the more than 1,000 Liao troops who accompanied and protected were all slaughtered by us. ”

Su Jin slapped his hand and said, "Okay, well done, this time I think the Liao people are still crossing?" ”