Chapter 198: The city falls

In front of the small town of Hualie tribe, there was already chaos, and the shouts of killing were shaking the sky and the earth.

Countless fierce warriors rushed into the large number of Liao soldiers, roared loudly, waved their sharp swords hard, and slashed at the crowded Liao soldiers.

Among them, many young and middle-aged Han people were wearing standard leather armor and battle helmets, shouting nervously and excitedly, waving their swords desperately, slashing heavily on the heads of the Liao soldiers in front of them, and chopping them to the ground.

Under long-term and arduous training, the riding and knife skills of these Han people are no longer inferior to those of the slogan. They live almost on horseback every day. In addition to training, they also carry out the same grazing activities as those of the slogans.

He managed the war horses handily, jumped into the Liao soldiers in front, and knocked them away fiercely. The swords were waving all over the sky. The Liao soldiers blocked the front fell down one after another, and their screams were harsh.

The leader of them was Zhang Long, who was already full of blood red eyes, and rushed out with a spear. When he saw the Liao soldiers, he shot him with one shot. His strength and speed were both invincible. He led a large group of people to fight out a bloody path and rushed straight to the center of a large group of Liao soldiers. He let go of the killing, killing the people's heads rolling around, and blood dyed the ground red.

On this side of the moat, a large group of cavalry led by Zhang Long ran back and forth, killing and slaughtering the Liao soldiers who were sieging the city. On the other side of the moat, two cavalry rushed bravely, dividing the Liao army who were sieging the city into several blocks. The cavalry and the walking Liao soldiers were fighting fiercely. The sound of swords and guns colliding and screams shaking the grassland, completely putting this battlefield into chaos.

Behind the Liao army, Yelu Huage glared and shouted loudly: "The archers came forward to shoot arrows, shooting all the people who blocked the fortune without leaving any!"

Under strict orders, the Liao army in the rear rushed forward, raised the bow and arrow in their hands, drew all over the place and dripped it forward, no longer caring about avoiding their own people.

Under the rain of arrows, a large number of Liao soldiers were caught and fell down. The cavalry of Hualie's troops had already beaten horses like flying amid the commands from the horn, rushed out of the battle group, and rushed towards the distance, throwing all the sharp arrows shot from afar behind.

Soon, they ran out of an arrow, turned around with the sound of the horn, pulled away the strong bow in their hands, and shot the sharp arrow towards the Liao army behind them.

After being rushed by two Hualie cavalry, the Liao army brigade that was sieging the city was completely in chaos, with corpses piled up everywhere. Seeing them slapped the horses, the Liao soldiers had just breathed a sigh of relief, and were about to experience the rain of arrows. They couldn't help but complain, fleeing in all directions, and were defeated for a moment.

On this side of the moat, Zhang Long had already led a large group of cavalry to clean up the Liao soldiers who were squeezed into the open space in front of the city, and was rushing towards the Liao soldiers who were squeezed by the city wall.

The Liao soldiers who were sieging the city were originally mixed together and squeezed desperately up the long ladder. Suddenly they were killed by these cavalrymen. They were in chaos and could no longer form effective resistance. They could only wave their swords and guns in despair and crowded with their companions, but were rushed into the crowd by a large group of cavalrymen, knocking over countless Liao soldiers. Snow-bright swords swung over and slashed them on their heads and bodies.

After experiencing the baptism of blood, the Han soldiers have reached the top of their emotions in excitement and tension. The fear is replaced by bloodthirsty desires. They roared loudly, and rushed towards these Liao soldiers who had once captured their villages and sold themselves and their relatives to slaves, and used their blood to wash away the pain and shame they had experienced.

The two armies were crowded together, and the powerful cavalry ran back and forth, splitting and surrounding the Liao soldiers. They slashed down sharply. The Liao soldiers were chopped down in groups, and the Liao soldiers on the long ladder were also chopped over by random knives and fell from the sky.

The arrow rain in this area has stopped, with only the rolling wood and rocks, constantly smashing down from the city wall, smashing the Liao soldiers close to the wall to their bones and cracking their heads, and splashing their brains to the ground. In addition, the scene of the cavalry shouting and waving their swords and slaughtering the Liao soldiers, this area has turned into a Shura Field where the Liao soldiers are killed!

The soldiers of Hualie's troops on the top of the city tried their best to push the last pile of rolling wood and rocks down the city wall. Under the stern command of all the hundreds of households and the tenth lords, they put away their weapons and ran down the passage and towards the under the city wall.

Soon, there were no guards on the city wall. Only outside the city wall, the cavalry of Hualie's troops were still running back and forth between the city wall and the moat, killing the surviving Liao soldiers on this land, throwing their bodies on the grass stained with blood.

Seeing his subordinates being slaughtered by the enemy, Yelu Honggu's eyes were already red. After loudly asking Yelu Honggu for orders and obtained permission, he personally led a large army to attack ahead.

Because most of the soldiers led were infantry, and even though they knew that it was impossible to catch up with the archers on both sides, Yelu Honggu could only order the archers to spread to the sides and shoot against the enemy. The large number of Liao soldiers he led covered the earth like dark clouds, screaming wildly, and strode towards the city where the city gates were wide open in front.

Zhang Long led a large group of cavalry, who was already in full swing, laughed loudly, held the spear in his hand tightly, stabbed the Liao soldiers in front of him with a thud, and lifted the corpse into the air with force, landed and hit the heads of the Liao soldiers who were still resisting.

Between the moat and the city wall, the only remaining Liao soldiers were shouting in despair, desperately swinging their swords to resist the large number of enemy troops attacking from all directions, but were smashed into the crowd by the corpse. The formation was a little chaotic. Then they were rushed to the cavalry of Hualie's troops. The sharp sword was cut in the air and slashed on their bodies. In an instant, the corpse was dismembered and turned into blood-spraying pieces and fell on the grass.

In the distance, a large number of Liao soldiers roared wildly, and under the leadership of Yelu Honggu, striding across the water all over the ground, crossing the moat that had been almost filled, and rushing towards the cavalry led by Zhang Long.

Zhang Long had cleared all the Liao soldiers in front of him, and he laughed loudly. He turned to look at the Liao army rushing over there. His eyes were filled with a sharp mockery and shouted loudly: "Retreat!"

The sound of the horn sounded beside him. When the Hualie cavalry heard the sound of the horn, they immediately turned around and ran towards both sides of the city wall. With blood covered in them, they quickly left the battlefield. They only occasionally turned around and pulled their bows and shot arrows as gifts before leaving, and shot towards the Liao army.

When Yelu Honggu led a large number of subordinates to cross the moat and came to the city wall, the cavalry of Hualie's troops were already running along the outside of the city wall and heading far away. They could only see their wild backs, which made Yelu Honggu feel surprised because he did not understand the enemy's intentions and felt even more cautious.

I looked up at the city wall and saw that the city wall was empty above, with only the flags of Hualie's tribe, but I could not see the soldiers guarding the city, as if they had already hidden themselves.

This small city seemed to have disappeared in an instant, and the once deafening shouts of killing did not come out of the city. Only flags fluttered on the city walls and made sounds by the wind. This scene seemed extremely strange.

Although Yelu Honggu was furious, he had to slow down because of his doubts and fear. He rushed to the front of the city with a large number of Liao troops behind him.

The suspension bridge had been pulled up long ago and the city gate was closed. Yelu Honggu tentatively led a large number of Liao troops to crowd under the city wall, but did not encounter any enemy attacks. He was shocked and immediately waved his hand to order the Liao soldiers to tentatively attack the city.

A large number of Liao soldiers shouted in a row, raised the long ladder and ladder on the city wall, crowded up the long ladder, and rushed towards the city wall quickly.

In front of the city gate, a large number of Liao soldiers raised their hammers and smashed them hard on the suspension bridge. The blood-stained giant tree was brought over from the city wall. It was held by dozens of Liao soldiers and hit the suspension bridge with force together, using it as a siege and hitting it hard.

With a loud bang, the suspension bridge was destroyed and the city gate was knocked open under the subsequent heavy blow. The Liao soldiers cheered loudly, each raising their swords and guns, and rushed towards the city gate in excitement and fear.

At this time, a large number of Liao soldiers had already climbed up the city wall from the long ladder, standing on the empty city wall, looking at the inside of the city below, and being shocked.

Several Liao soldiers turned around and shouted loudly to Yelu Honggu: "General Yelu, there is no one in this city!"

As soon as this said, everyone was surprised and at a loss.

They were already ready for a bloody battle, and they were even ready to die at the city, hoping to die with those hateful enemies. Who knew that they had not encountered half of the enemy. It was like a fierce punch but hitting the sky. Everyone felt a strange feeling in their hearts. They turned to look at Yelu Honggu, waiting for his orders.

Yelu Honggu was also full of surprise and anger, urging his horse to gallop, passing through the brigade of Liao army infantry, took the lead, and rushed into the city.

Beside him, a Liao general shouted loudly, asking the soldiers to protect the general. The large group of Liao soldiers in front woke up and surrounded Yelu Honggu, rushed into the city, shouting in unison.

After passing through the city gate, his eyes were empty. Yelu Honggu looked up and saw that the entire city was empty and there was not even a single person inside.

Not only was there no one, but there was nothing left, and the soldiers of the Hualie tribe who were abandoned in the city and left as much as possible. The war horses that the Liao army urgently needed were not even left.

Looking at this empty city, Yelu Honggu felt confused, and he seemed to be desperately wielding his fist but hitting it in the empty space, which made him extremely uncomfortable. He had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only stare at the empty city in a daze.
Chapter completed!