Chapter 201: The wild enemy attacks

The violently burning city had turned into a hell on earth. The hot temperature and the firelight in the sky made the Liao soldiers extremely frightened and almost fell into madness. They roared and ran forward desperately. The only thought in their hearts was to leave this flaming hell, and they could no longer care about so much else.

In the sky, a strong wind blew, and thick dark clouds dispersed. The round moon emerged from behind the dark clouds, sprinkling the cold moonlight on the earth, illuminating the scene of the sea of ​​fire and hell.

Tonight, the moon is full like a wheel, which is a good day for family reunion. However, those poor Liao soldiers could only scream in fear on the grassland thousands of miles away from their hometown, running desperately, hoping to escape the tragic end of burning to death.

A small city surrounded by stone walls, when a large section of the city wall collapsed, a series of escape routes appeared. Outside the city wall, the river flowed quietly, and under the moonlight, it emitted a cold light.

This was like the last way to survive for the Liao soldiers who were on fire. They screamed desperately and rushed towards the river outside the stone wall in the distance, just trying to use water to extinguish the fire on their bodies.

Stepping through the burning broken wood all over the ground, a large number of Liao soldiers rushed through the cracks in the city wall, rushed to the moat, jumped into the river, and stirred up a large splash of water.

The cold river water instantly soaked the body, extinguishing the flames on the Liao soldiers. It was not until this time that the burned Liao soldiers began to scream in panic again, and paddled with their arms desperately, hoping not to drown in the water.

Water and fire are ruthless, and the Liao soldiers living in the north are not good at swimming. Even if they are forced to jump into the river by flames, they can only drink water in big mouthfuls, shout in pain, and struggle dyingly in the water.

In the burning city, the Liao soldiers could not see the tragic situation of their companions struggling and calling for help in the moat. They just strode and flee in a daze of the flames in the sky, rushing to the river to avoid the blazing flames in the city behind.

Even though there were Liao soldiers who could still keep their minds clear and stood by the river and refused to jump down, they could not help but rush toward countless Liao soldiers from behind, hitting them hard, knocking them over, falling into the water, struggling in pain to call for help.

Tens of thousands of Liao soldiers rushed out of the city, forming a torrent, rushing towards the river surrounding the city. In this terrifying madness, few people can stay awake, everyone is infected by their companions, crowding each other and running out of the gap in the city wall. Countless Liao soldiers were squeezed to death, and many Liao soldiers were squeezed into the sea of ​​fire, rolling around in pain, screaming heart-wrenching, extremely miserable, and unbearable to hear it.

Countless Liao soldiers rushed to the riverside and could no longer hold back. They were pushed desperately by their companions behind them, falling into the river, making a large thud.

It was like dumplings. Outside the collapsed city walls everywhere, the moat was filled with Liao soldiers. Among them, they had good luck, and they could swim forward a little while before, but more Liao soldiers could only panic and struggled to the extreme, waved their arms in the pain of drowning, grabbed other Liao soldiers tightly, and sank to the bottom of the river together.

The moat is very wide and dug very deeply, so it is no problem to drown a large number of Liao soldiers. Even the filled moat in front of the city gate was re-cleaned by the diligent Liao soldiers during the day. The sandbags and corpses inside were dug out to clear the river channel to protect the safety of the city. Fortunately, it can be defensive when the Bu people come to attack the city.

The river was already crowded with drowning and struggling Liao soldiers, and in the city, countless Liao soldiers were running out desperately, pushing their companions in front into the river, making shrill shouts.

The fire burned everywhere, and even outside the city walls were flammable materials and firewood. After being ignited by the fire from the city, many Liao soldiers were shrouded in the flames.

The entire city, within the area surrounded by the moat, was filled with crackling fires, the thunderous sound of the Liao soldiers falling into the water, and the shrill howls of the city. Even the blood and fire hell were all the same.

Looking at this terrifying and miserable scene like hell, Yelu Huage and Yelu Honggu were at a loss, and their hearts were like blood was dripping, but they had no choice but to curse Luo Dacheng. In addition to scolding him, they could only grit their teeth and order their subordinates to put out the fire quickly, and it would be a little bit possible to rescue him.

Beside them, there were more than a thousand Liao soldiers, all of whom were among the elite, loyal to them. At this time, they all tried their best to slam the flames, and poured water from the only few wells, and poured it onto burning wooden houses, hoping to drag out some of the unburned companions from it and save their lives.

In the moat outside the city, tens of thousands of Liao soldiers were crowding and pushing each other wildly, and many people were squeezed into the water one after another and drowned in the river. The number of corpses actually blocked the river.

In ancient times, when foreign races led their troops to invade the Chinese race south, there was a saying that they threw whips and cut off the flow, but now they threw corpses and cut off the flow. The extremely miserable situation has become a lifelong nightmare for countless Liao soldiers.

The tragedy still happened in various rivers. When countless Liao soldiers' bodies blocked the moat, the remaining Liao soldiers could roll and roll over the water. Many Liao soldiers were tripped by their companions' bodies in the water, and then they were stepped on by countless Liao soldiers behind them, their faces were trampled under the water, and drowned alive in this water that was not deep.

With the bridge made by the corpses of his companions, a large number of Liao soldiers crossed the river, but in fear, they still roared forward and rushed into the vast darkness.

Behind them, the city was burning with flames and the fires soared into the sky, reflecting the redness on their backs. Countless Liao soldiers crowded with each other and ran forward, just wanting to be further away from this terrifying Hell of Fire.

The violent explosion just now had destroyed their will. This city with endless horror and mystery has become the place they fear the most. As long as they can escape from this terrible city, it will not be worse no matter where they go.

On the vast grassland, the city burning like a huge candle spreads the firelight everywhere. With it as the center of the circle, countless Liao soldiers roared madly and terrifyingly, heading in all directions, running around the wild, and moving away from the city further and further away.

In the boundless darkness, they ran tirelessly in fear, until the sound of horse hooves sounded softly on the grassland ahead, and the tall enemies riding on the horse gradually appeared in front of them.

The steel knife swung over and blood burst out. The Liao soldiers rushing in front were cut off by the fierce slammed man wielding the steel knife, roaring loudly, ordering them to kneel down and surrender immediately. As long as there are still those standing, they will immediately wave their swords and wave their heads!

Although he was sleeping in harmony with his clothes, he was attacked by gunpowder and flames in the middle of the night. The almost crazy Liao soldiers were so scared that they had no intention of escaping with weapons. At this time, they were all unarmed and had no other way except to kneel down and beg for mercy.

The Liao soldiers who were occasionally hard-bodied were not as scared as before in the Fire Hell, and rushed forward with a roar and wanted to fight the Bu people to death, but were surrounded by many Bu cavalrymen, cut by them by random knives, and cut them into many pieces on the spot, and died tragically on the grassland.

The remaining Liao soldiers could only fall to the ground and kowtowed. They remembered that they actually kowtowed and surrendered to these barbaric savages. They were extremely angry and fearful, and they were in great pain, but they could not imagine that they could only let the savages tie them up tightly, tie them into a long string, and drag them into darkness.

The Liao soldiers who escaped from the city were all disintegrated and were only rushing around and fleeing. Naturally, they could not be the opponents of the Bu cavalry who were prepared. They were surrounded and captured, tied up with long ropes, gathered on the dark grassland, kneeling on the ground and unable to move. A large number of Bu cavalry were eyeing each other. They saw anyone moving, and immediately set off their bows and arrows, flew over with a sound arrow, and shot the Liao soldiers who moved among the large number of prisoners.

This time, the Hualie tribe was full of all its forces, and all the elites were scattered in this area. They were strictly implemented according to the original precise plan and did not dare to violate it.

These cavalrymen who came to attack and surrender prisoners were not elite. In order to deal with the huge number of Liao troops, basically all the male troops of Hualie's army who could take swords and arrows were pulled out. Each household was united, and one hundred households formed a large squad and divided into various detachments, running back and forth on the grassland, echoing each other, chasing and killing the forced submission Liao soldiers.

The young man Zubu who grew up on the grassland, the old man who had experienced a long and difficult years, the Uighurs, Dangxiang people and other young people of all races recruited from the Western Regions, were all taken up weapons, rode war horses, and participated in the pursuit of the Liao army.

In the dark night, they wore iron helmets on their heads, covering their appearance, and held their sharp blades tightly in their hands, and ordered the Liao soldiers to kneel down and surrender. The scared Liao soldiers were no longer willing to identify the origin of the enemy, and they were unarmed and had no courage to resist.

Among these old and weak, there are also young and middle-aged men, all of them, and they are their relatives. They are doing their best to take care of each other. If they encounter a rebellious Liao soldiers, they will rush forward without waiting for the young and old to step forward, and the young and middle-aged men will rush up, wave their sharp blades, and cut off the heads of the Liao soldiers as a role model to intimidate other Liao soldiers!

In the dark night, no matter how far away the Liao soldiers fleeing in the wild will always encounter Hualie's subordinates wandering around the city, knocking them down and causing the number of captured Liao soldiers to increase rapidly.

The ordinary members of the Hualie tribe were chasing the Liao soldiers excitedly, and the real elite cavalry of the Hualie tribe were galloping on their horses, sweeping across the earth like a gust of wind, and rushing towards the burning city!
Chapter completed!