"That demon, that demon has entered the city!"

In the Daru Huachi Mansion on Shuntian Road, Yanjing stayed behind in Wuliang Hetai and shouted through gritted teeth while wearing armor.

There was chaos behind him.

Those generals and elite soldiers, wearing armor in confusion, kept pouring out and rushing towards their war horses, and even a few people with special abilities were dragged out and put on their horses, one by one trembling and praying for help to their respective gods in their own ways, it was obvious that after a stalemate for half a month, the demon finally moved, and the time for the decisive battle finally came......

"Order, kill those hostages on the city walls!"

The Wuliang horse roared on the stage.

"Dashuai, then, the demon didn't appear!"

A general beside him said weakly.

"Fool, will you still be alive when he shows up?"

Wuliang Hetai did not hesitate to give this guy a whip and scolded.

"Since he dares to do it first, then let's start killing people, kill all those hostages, kill all the women and children on the city wall, they are not enough, and then kill the city, even if the old man dies, he will drag 100,000 people to accompany the burial, even if the old man can't hold Baozhou, he will turn the city into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, kill, kill them all, light the fire, burn, and burn everything!"

Then he roared like crazy.

But almost at the same time, countless shouts of killing came faintly from different directions.

"Han, the Han army has rebelled!"

The general said with a panicked expression.

Indeed, the alarm bell on the city wall did not ring, and it was not a foreign enemy who came in, so it could only be the Han army in the city who rebelled.

"I hate to wash these cheap slaves with blood sooner!"

Wuliang Hetai said hatefully.

Immediately after that, he didn't care about anything else, urging the horse to run to the nearest city gate, although he shouted to live and die with Baozhou, but in fact, he still put his life first, as long as he didn't face the demon, it was not difficult for him to fight out of the encirclement, although there were hundreds of thousands of troops besieged outside, but the vast majority of them were rabble, it was not difficult for him to kill out with nearly a thousand elite cowardly Xue troops, in the end, he didn't want to die like this, threatening Yang Feng with hostages was just to block him to the maximum, When there is really no hope, it is still necessary to run away, as for the troops in the city......

Let them be loyal to the Great Khan!

Wuliang Hetai led the cowardly Xue army to rush directly out of the city.

And at this moment, the dead body pillow in the Shuntian Road Governor's Mansion, Zhang Hongfan is leading a small number of domestic slaves, and a team of soldiers rushing in to fight, led by a middle-aged general, wielding a scimitar to firmly suppress Zhang Hongfan, Zhang Hongfan has multiple wounds on his body, can only pant barely support, he looked not far away, one of his brothers is being cut down by a knife, struggling on the ground and not alive, and those rebels are constantly dragging his family out to hack to death.

"Qiao Jue, you and I are always brothers, why bother to force each other to come here, Ling Zun and his father live and die together, can't you leave my Zhang family a way to live?"

Zhang Hongfan pleaded while parrying.

"I'll wait for the heavens to get rid of the traitor, why care about my personal feelings?"

His opponent, Qiao Jue, the son of Qiao Weizhong, the first fierce general of Zhang Rou's subordinates back then, smiled fiercely.

While speaking, another general rushed out of the mansion with a team of soldiers, and those soldiers were dragging two and a half teenagers in their hands, and when they saw that they Zhang Hongfan immediately went crazy and forced Qiao Jue to rush over, but then he was stabbed in the back by Qiao Jue, he screamed and fell to the ground, stretched out his hand and scolded angrily: "He Ying, you beast!" ”

He Ying, the son of He Boxiang, another general under Zhang Rou, smiled and waved his hand downward, and the two soldiers raised their swords and fell, and the heads of Zhang Hongfan's two sons fell immediately. Zhang Hongfan screamed in grief, and then spit out a mouthful of blood, and at the same time, Qiao Jue behind him raised his knife and cut off the head of the old master. At this time, another general, Hao Dechang, who is also the second generation of Zhang Rou Group, also came over, the three of them looked at each other, and each raised a head of the Zhang family and shouted: "The traitor Zhang Hongfan resisted the mandate of heaven, and poisoned the people with the Tartars. ”

The soldiers in front of them and the young men who took advantage of the fire to loot were jubilant.

And at this time, the attack outside the city also began.

Just when Yang Feng entered the city, 30,000 elites without night blindness had already carried simple siege equipment such as flying ladders that had been prepared long ago, and approached the city wall from all directions with the help of the cover of the rainy night, and when the chaos in the city began, these people immediately launched an attack. Because of the chaos caused by the evil spirit's request for life, the flight of a large number of soldiers, and the rebellion of the Han army in the city, the defense of the city wall had completely collapsed at this time, and even the order of Wuliang Hetai to kill hostages was not carried out. Although some of the collapsed soldiers rushed up the city wall and began to kill hostages, the hostages would not fail to flee at this time, and the number of these soldiers was very small, and the women and children rushed up to the city as if they were pressing them down, and when the attack of the soldiers outside the city was launched and began to erect ladders to climb the city wall, and the Han army inside the city also began to climb the city, the overall situation was basically decided.

In fact, at this time, the city was already completely chaotic.

In the final analysis, there are still many Han Khitan Jurchens in the city.

When Xianzun summoned evil ghosts to collect the souls of the Tartars and the Semu people, and the news that the Tatars and the Semu people had died one by one, along with the rebellion of the Han soldiers, the young men of the three clans, who had long been unwilling to wait for death with them, immediately joined this killing feast with various weapons.

In the end, everyone understands that their end has come, and this is the best opportunity to fight the local tyrants, whether they are Tartars or Semu, they are all standing at the top of the wealth pyramid, those poor people who have been exploited by them with usury for decades, and those who are the direct managers of these people, all of them dream of breaking through the luxurious mansions, and then killing all the men inside, emptying the wealth inside, and dividing up the beautiful women inside. Before, their desires were firmly blocked by a dike, and when this dike, all that remained was to drown all the torrents, and the bloody slaughter was carried out in every street and alley of the city, in every mansion, and countless Tartars and Semu heads rolled down, and blood flowed freely in the ditches with the accumulated rainwater.

And the defenders of the city ......

In fact, after the defenders in the city learned that Wuliang Hetai had escaped, most of them also began to flee one after another, and there was absolutely no way to survive trapped in the city, although they needed to face 300,000 troops to escape from the city, but there was a glimmer of hope.

Everyone understands this.

Knowing that the tide was over, no one would stay and serve the Great Khan, and almost all the soldiers who could run fled through the gates, and then engaged in bloody battles with the attacking armies outside the city, and the slaughter spread from inside the city to outside the city. At dawn the next day, with Baoding City as the core, the radius of dozens of miles completely became a melee battlefield, the city is bloody killing, outside the city is also the same bloody killing, it can be said that this is the day of complete reckoning, decades of accumulated hatred, on this day to liquidate, the hatred of the broken family, the destruction of the country only hate, the oppressed and the oppressor, the conquered and the conqueror with blood on this day to liquidate.

On the bank of the Waterfall River, Wuliang Hetai looked back to the south with a gloomy face, and couldn't help but sigh.

"One day, the land of Han will be washed in blood!"

He snapped his horsewhip and said fiercely.

Suddenly, there was chaos in front of him, and Wuliang Hetai hurriedly urged his horse forward, and then the cold sweat on his head broke out, and on the wooden bridge that passed through the Puhe River in front of him, a man in a black robe was sitting on a chair in the middle of the bridge, his head bowed and motionless, and at his feet, a turbid yellow torrent was surging by, and the flood was agitated and roared continuously.

"You're here."

The man suddenly looked up and looked at him with a smile.

"Let's go!"

Wuliang Hetai suddenly roared.

Then he turned his horse's head, and all the cowardly soldiers behind him turned around in confusion, and galloped up the river bank like a flock of sheep being driven.

"Why is this so painful, you can't run away, why don't you die honestly?"

Yang Feng sighed and said.

After he made evil ghosts in the city to ask for his life, he immediately went out of the city, and then chased along the road leading to Yanjing, although Wuliang Hetai went out of the city an hour earlier than him, but Wuliang Hetai was all the way out of the siege, but the result was that he arrived here in advance, although the Puhe River is not a big river, but because of the torrent caused by heavy rain, it is not that the cavalry can directly pass, he blocked the bridge, and he does not have the courage to fight with him desperately Wuliang Hetai can only flee upstream along the river, trying to find a shoal can directly wade into the water.

Of course, he couldn't escape.

But Yang Feng did not immediately pursue, he sat on the bridge, quietly watching Wuliang Hetai and his subordinates less than seven hundred cowardly Xue Jun escape, until the cavalry dragon left a tail in front of him, he suddenly burst out with a long roar. Although those cowardly Xue soldiers were riding Arab horses, after breaking out of the encirclement and galloping for fifty miles, the speed had also dropped to the level of electric bicycles, which could not be compared with his motorcycle, and in a blink of an eye, he was next to the last cowardly Xue army soldier. The soldier screamed in horror and despair, and while desperately urging the war horse to poke him with a spear, Yang Feng smiled at him, and casually dragged the spear as a stick to smash his head, and then threw the spear forward, the spear went straight through the body of another cowardly Xue soldier in front, and continued to stab forward into the back of the third cowardly Xue soldier with unexhausted strength.

After killing three people in a row, he suddenly accelerated, and then came to the side of the fourth cowardly soldier, and before the latter's knife could slash down, his energy knife had already cut it off.

"I just love this!"

He casually caught the falling scimitar and said proudly.

Then he flung the knife forward, and the scimitar pierced the back of the cowardly soldier in front of him......