Chapter 287: The heroes of the heroines

It was extremely important for the Song Dynasty. The Taiyuan City, which was used to defend against the powerful tribes in the north, had already fallen into a fire. The screams sounded from all directions, shaking the sky and the earth.

Luo Dacheng led a large army and entered the north gate that was broken through the inside. Looking at the battlefield in Taiyuan City in the blood and fire, the originally steady aura was also faintly filled with murderous aura.

Beside him, powerful cavalry were covered with clouds, protecting him. The army quickly advanced along the street. Wherever he went, Song soldiers who were still fighting stubbornly were chopped and killed on the spot by random knives and quickly cleaned them up, just like Mount Tai pressing eggs, no one could stop the Chinese emperor's way.

There was another violent explosion sound in the center of the city, which was the explosion roar when the gate of the inner city was broken. Although there was no tunnel or hidden explosive under the inner city, it was easy for the blasting team in the siege troops to deal with the inner city guarded by a group of panicked Song soldiers. It was easy to overturn its gates, allowing a large number of Chinese cavalry who were killed to rush in and unrestrainedly launching a feast of killing in the inner city.

The Song soldiers and militia everywhere in the city have already begun to surrender one after another. Whether for their own lives or for their relatives not to be slaves or to be slaughtered or destroyed, they can only choose to surrender. Even if they are disabled, as long as they can name a name in the captive camp, they have hope of saving their relatives and not falling into a tragic situation.

With low morale and no desire to fight, a large number of Song troops in Taiyuan City surrendered and knelt down to beg for their lives. Although it was very humiliating to surrender to the alien race, the Chinese Emperor who came to attack Taiyuan City in person turned out to be the same Han people as himself. He just surrendered to the Han people, so this humiliation was not too unbearable.

Luo Dacheng led countless fierce cavalry to advance quickly, smashing all resistance, and crossing the streets of Taiyuan City, he was like an iron armored chariot, moving firmly towards the inner city.

The inner city was filled with cruel killings. The body of Song soldiers was everywhere, and the blood stained the ground red, making the bluestone slabs slippery. The horse's hooves stepped in the pool of blood, making a sound of banging sound.

Listening to the violent fighting sounds coming from the front, Luo Dacheng raised his head and saw the beautiful female general waving his sword and fighting fiercely with his subordinates under the reflection of the fire.

At this time, Mu Guiying was already in a siege, with swords cut from all directions, and the horses galloped heavily on her body, knocking her away again and again. Blood was already spilling out of her mouth, sprinkling on her crystal-like chin.

In the midst of the chaos, the beautiful female general who waved her sword to fight to the death and never surrendered, tried her best to chop and kill each other with the enemy. Blood kept spraying out of her mouth, drew arcs in the air, with blood beads, crystal clear, poignant and charming.

Under the reflection of the fire, this tall and beautiful female general stood proudly surrounded by countless enemy troops, swinging the sword in her hand quickly. In the heroic and high-spirited aura, Luo Dacheng saw her despair and helplessness.

Such a beautiful woman is already facing a desperate end and still fighting to the death. With a hint of sadness and determination in her beautiful face, Luo Dacheng was a little stunned.

In his eyes, the beautiful female general waved her sword and fought to fight, spinning her body and slashing a cavalry in the siege, her eyes fell into the crowd. Seeing him surrounded by troops, her eyes stagnated and she was stunned for a moment.

With this hesitation, a burly man had already waved a heavy iron rod and smashed her back to the heart, smashing her heart protection glass, causing a large mouthful of blood to ejaculate out of her mouth.

After being hit hard, Mu Guiying's eyes showed an excitement and joy, and it looked like a flash of light. The sharp blade flew through the air, slashing the man's neck with a snap, and slashing his head into the air.

Her body also jumped up, jumped to the big man's horse, pushed away the headless corpse, and rushed towards the side with a flying horse. The steel knife in her hand was covered with blood, and she took the troops to encircle the Emperor of China.

Looking at Luo Dacheng, her eyes shone brightly and her eyes were as if she was about to swallow Luo Dacheng.

Luo Dacheng in front of her is already the most worthy goal in her life. Apart from that, everything else seems like dust.

Looking at the female general who was sprinting toward her life, Luo Dacheng silently raised his hand and issued an order to the soldiers beside him.

The strong cavalry silently pulled their horses and retreated to both sides, no one dared to disobey the emperor's will. Only beside him, there were several powerful generals holding their swords and guns tightly, ready to pounce on them to protect the sage.

Luo Dacheng gently urged the horse to gallop forward. The horse from a thousand miles under his crotch accelerated its pace, and gradually ran faster and faster, turning into a movie, quickly facing the female general who was racing forward.

In the light of the fire, the extremely beautiful female general raised her knife and galloped with a strange flush on her face, blood flowing in her mouth, and her eyes shining at the enemy emperor in front of her. The sad and tragic scene made everyone stunned.

Behind her, the Song soldiers who refused to surrender had been killed. The remaining Song soldiers knelt on the ground, looking at General Mu who was willing to die, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

In front of her, the emperor of China had already raised the Tianli Blade, with divine light shining in his eyes, and a strong fighting spirit surged from all directions, which made people feel scared.

The divine weapon in his hand was as cold as water, and slashed forward with the emperor's stern roar.

The heavy force slashed fiercely, and the speed was so fast that Mu Guiying could not slash. She slashed heavily on the sword in her hand, cutting the sword on the spot, and slashed her entire body out.

Even though she tried her best to rush forward to attack the enemy emperor, she had already killed her for the middle of the night and suffered internal injuries during the siege of the riots. At this time, she was exhausted and was bombarded by the extremely powerful force. She only moaned softly and fainted in the air and was unconscious.

Her delicate body in broken armor drew an arc in the air and fell into the pool of blood on the ground, splashing large pieces of blood into the night wind.

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On the large open space in front of Taiyuan City, more than 100,000 people who were driven out of Taiyuan City knelt in the autumn wind, trembling, and kowtowed upwards.

All around were elite Chinese cavalry, holding swords and bows in their hands, surrounding them. When they looked at them, their eyes were as fierce as wolves and tigers, as if they could take action just by waiting for the emperor's order to kill them, without leaving a single living mouth.

In front of everyone, under the support of countless soldiers, the Chinese Emperor sat high on his horse, his face calmly, looking at these people calmly, silently.

The more than 100,000 people kneeling in front of him were full of fear and fear. Even though they knew that their lives were hanging in their hands, no one dared to resist. Fortunately, they all knew that he was originally a Han Chinese and was not as fierce as a Khitan. Therefore, his heart was quite stable, and no one was scared to cry.

Occasionally, there are brave people who quietly raise their heads, look up, and carefully peek at the emperor's majesty.

This was the first time they had seen the emperor. Although they were the emperor of the enemy country, they were the supreme emperor of the Nine Five after all, which was awesome. Seeing His Majesty of China standing under the surrounds of thousands of troops, his heroic aura was unattainable, as if there was an invisible pressure, which made them kneel down and bow with fear, touching the ground with their heads, and dared not raise their heads.

Luo Dacheng pondered for a while, raised his hand and signaled to a messenger next to him. The messenger took a step forward, shouted loudly, and conveyed the emperor's will: everyone first register one by one, report their family conditions, occupations and specialties, if there are craftsmen, they can be treated preferentially. The remaining people, whether they are officials, farmers or small businesses, must report as the people. If they find a lie about professionals, they will not only beheaded and displayed to the public, but also cause harm to their families!

The people were divided into many teams, leaving one by one with the cavalry, looking for some Chinese officials who came with the army to register. Although they were worried about their own destiny, they seemed to not kill them all, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this movement.

The people were all registered separately, and the Chinese army in the city was also busy cleaning up the proceeds from the siege.

When the Taiyuan City was captured, countless property was obtained. All the officials and the people's property was used as public ownership. A small half of it was to be distributed to 100,000 soldiers, and those who had made meritorious would have to be distributed more. Although it was required to share it with 100,000 people, everyone could gain a lot of money. It was almost considered a fortune.

After fighting all night, the soldiers were also exhausted. Although Luo Dacheng wanted to blitz into the capital of the Song Dynasty, he could not ignore the fatigue of the soldiers and force them to go to the south. Today, they would always rest for a day and then go south from the city.

It will take some time for reinforcements from the west and the north to come here. The journey from Xixia to this place is a little far away, and Di Qing from the north leads the subsequent infantry and cavalry to arrive here quickly, which should be within one or two days. After the soldiers rest for a day, he can quickly go south with the main force of 100,000 cavalry. This Taiyuan City will be left for the later infantry to occupy it, and the subsequent cleaning will be carried out.

Now, the civil servants he brought were sorting out the documents and accounts stored in Taiyuan Prefecture, and they could be handed over to them. But how should the Song army prisoners he captured be dealt with?

At this time, the highest general of Taiyuan, the captives of the Song army, woke up in the cell. When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was sleeping in the prison. He was covered with thick and clean quilts, spread on the soft hay, and covered with very neat quilts. Although he was in the prison, he was also treated preferentially. The prison seemed to have been cleaned, not as dirty as ordinary prisons.

Mu Guiying struggled to support her body, and glanced around with tired eyes, but suddenly saw a strange man in Chinese official uniform standing at the prison door not far away, looking at his eyes, which was emitting a blazing light.
Chapter completed!