Chapter 277: capture the enemy's head (Supplement 7.15)

Before everyone recovered, Yang Yanzhao made a series of orders.

"Captain Ke, you take someone to open the gate."

"Captain Wu, you stay at the head of the city with the soldiers in front of the palace, holding bows and arrows, and shoot fiercely when I order!"

With that, he turned to look at Xiao Muchun and Dian Xu, who were ready to move, and whispered solemnly, "Brother Xiao, Captain Dian, your task is particularly critical. After the arrow at the head of the city is put down, the front of the gate must be chaotic, and you must close the gate as soon as possible and don't let the people in the city escape. The Khitans outside the city can't be allowed to enter the city again.

"Ha ha, don't worry, my subordinates will be able to close the gate, so that they can close the door and beat the dog!"

"Brother Xiao is right, please wait to beat the Khitan dog!"

The two talked and laughed like this, as if they regarded victory as something to be captured, but Wu Bin beside him was a little hairy in his heart. He glanced at the dense Khitan people outside the city and only felt that his hands were full of sweat. He took a deep breath and trotted to the side and began to dispatch his soldiers. He picked up bows and arrows and hid in the mouth.

At the top of the city, Yang Yanzhao stared at the bald man and the man in gorgeous clothes among the Khitan people. His heart beat uncontrollably, and even his breathing became extremely rapid.

He is gambling. He takes his life to take his life to the Khitan people outside the city to take it lightly. If he wins, it will have the effect of killing the enemy's head among thousands of troops, and the army outside the city will definitely collapse without fighting.

If you lose, it must be fate in Yunzhou.

Therefore, at this time, Yang Yanzhao was more nervous than anyone else. The steel gun had been firmly pulled in his hand. Once he was killed, this long gun, which had not seen blood for a long time, would be stained with blood.

Ke Shouli's voice came to his ear. It was Khitan, and his words were full of enthusiasm and humility. After these words, the shouts and scolding outside the city really weakened and could not be heard, and then the words of laughter and scolding sounded in twos and threes.

The gate of Yunzhou City slowly opened, and Yang Yanzhao's heart became more and more nervous. He stared at the two people who had been staring, but the latter did not seem to move.

Is it possible that you guessed it wrong?

You can't make a mistake!

He kept mediting in his heart, and the gate under his feet was also half opened. Finally, a horse came out again, but it was the previous bald man.

After he moved, a team of Khitan iron riders behind him also came to Yunzhou City. Seeing this situation, Yang Yanzhao's heart was still hanging.

Because the man in gorgeous clothes has not yet left, if he only kills the strong man, with him, the army outside the city will still not be defeated and leave.

The sound of horses' hoofs was getting closer and closer. The strong man and dozens of Khitan cavalry were approaching the gate. Ke Shouli's forehead, who was waiting at the door, even began to sweat coldly, and his legs began to tremble.

"Haha!"

The presumptuous laughter came to mind in his ear. Before Ke Shouli looked up, he saw a dark shadow coming from his head. After a crisp sound, he fell to the ground with a burning pain on his face.

But he was whipped by the leading strong man.

The laughter became more and more presumptuous. The soldiers behind him also pulled up the whip according to the people, and the force was extremely strong. When the whip went down, it was a skin and fleshy.

"FUCK YOUR GPA!"

Dian Xu shouted in a low voice and was about to get up and rush up, but was pulled by Xiao Muchun on one side. "Brother Dian, the prince's order has not been given. You can't act rashly!"

Hearing this, Dian Xu had to suppress his anger, and the Khitan cavalry behind him threw a whip, and the two suddenly staggered in pain and almost fell to the ground.

At the head of the city, Wu Bin held his breath and stared at Yang Yanzhao for fear of missing his signal, while the latter still looked out of the city without blinking, with a heavy face and could not see the joy and anger clearly.

It's just that in this moment, there are already one or two thousand Khitan people who have entered the city. If they let people in again, it will not be easy for them to deal with. What on earth are you waiting for?

At this moment, the palm of his hand holding the long sword was full of sweat, and the sound of horses' hoofs passing through the gate was like a heavy hammer beating drums, knocking on Wu Bin's fragile nerves.

Finally, he saw that Yang Yanzhao, who had been silent, raised a slight and unreachable arc on his mouth, and his right hand was slowly raised up.

"Fighting arrows!"

With this order, Wu Bin tightened his body and suddenly turned around, took the lead in pulling the bow and arrows, and roared left and right, "Quick, release the arrow!"

The rain of arrows fell all over the sky, which made the Khitan people who crossed the horse into the city panic. At the gate, as soon as the people in their gorgeous clothes and brocade entered the city, Xiao Muchun and Dian Xu rose up, picked up the long knife in their hands, and cut down the Khitan soldiers who were about to whip Ke Shouli and others.

"What are you doing? Kill me!"

Ke Shouli also couldn't care about the pain on his face. He pulled out his waist knife and roared. The southern soldiers behind him had wanted to kill the enemy, but now they were beaten at will by the Khitan people as a plaything. Naturally, the anger in his heart was uncontrollable, and they screamed at the Khitan people.

This sudden change really shocked the Khitan people who entered the city. Hundreds of people were cut down unprepared, but the Khitan cavalry who entered the city seemed to be the well-trained elite soldier. In a short time, the man in gorgeous clothes rushed out of Ke Shouli's encirclement and merged with the previous bald man.

At this time, the bald man who had walked to the street also found something strange. He shouted angrily, held a hammer in both hands, and took people to the gate first.

It's not good. They are going to rush out.

These things only happened within a few breaths. At the head of the city, Yang Yanzhao looked at the Khitan people who rushed in desperately outside the city. Although the arrow rain resisted more than half of the impact, they still rushed to the gate one after another, which brought great difficulties to Xiao Muchun and others.

"Let the West Army attack!"

Yang Yanzhao roared and jumped straight from the top of the city. The long gun shot, like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, turned into countless gun flowers, and instantly picked up several Khitan cavalrymen who were about to rush in.

"C Close the gate!"

Yang Yanzhao came to resist the Khitan people outside the city. Xiao Muchun, Dianxu and more than a dozen people from the poisonous scorpion team slowly closed the gate.

"Dong-dong!"

This is the sound of the war horse hitting the gate. Xiao Muchun and others all turned red. Finally, with a few roars, the gate was finally closed.

"Door-to-door bolt!"

With his body against the gate of the city, Dianxu roared, but under the impact of the Khitan people riding horses outside the city, there was no time to find out the bolt where the road was left behind.

"Come out of the way, I'll do it!"

Yang Yanzhao picked up several Khitan people who approached the gate and wanted to kill them. He turned around and strode forward. The steel gun in his hand was inserted into the bolt of the gate, and closed the gate for the time being.

Seeing the gate closed, Yang Yanzhao randomly wiped the sweat on his forehead, looked at the Khitan people who were resisting to death, picked up a machete at his feet and killed him straight.

At this moment, with the attack of the Zhenxi Army, more than half of the thousands of Khitans in the city were killed and injured, but the bald man still waved a double hammer and led the remaining more than 1,000 Khitan soldiers to the gate.

Close the door and hit the dog, and the thief will capture the king first. In this case, then capture him first.

Thinking of this, Yang Yanzhao flew forward quickly. The machete in his hand waved from time to time. The knife saw blood, cut people's throats, and cut the horse's legs. Wherever he went through, there was blood all over the sky, screaming.

"Bum!"

The strong man with a drum and a golden hammer smashed a soldier who killed him. Just as he was about to continue to hit another southern army, his heart suddenly tightened, and there was a strong murderous atmosphere behind him.

Before he could think much, he hurriedly sent the hammer behind his back. Later, he heard a loud noise, which made his arm numb, and he almost got out of the double hammer that had been used for decades.

What a awesome guy!

Turning his head, he saw a young man. This man was wearing the lock armor common in the Song Dynasty army. He was young, but he had such force. The strong man couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

"Someone is Dapengyi, the mighty general of Daliao. What are you?"

Yang Yanzhao didn't expect that the other party would speak the Central Plains language, but he didn't pay attention to it. He threw the machete with the broken edge in his hand aside, picked up a rough poplar spear and killed it again.

That's it, but he suffered from the big roc wing. He asked Yang Yanzhao's origin to slow down. The blow just now really hurt his arm, and the tiger's mouth was numb and faintly painful. How could he dance with a double hammer?

What's more, after Yang Yanzhao held the long gun in his hand, he changed his previous toughness. The gun was dexterous, or picky or stabbed, which made him have no power to fight back.

"Dangdang!"

This was the sound of the drum and the golden hammer falling to the ground, and then there was a muffled sound. Dapeng Yi could no longer resist it. Yang Yanzhao jumped up and kicked to the ground. Before he got up, countless knives and guns were set up on his neck.

Dapengyi was captured, and the Khitan people in the city were naturally more chaotic. For these people, Yang Yanzhao didn't say much, and then captured the people in the brocade and gorgeous clothes. The rest let Ke Shouli and others who had been aggrieved for many years kill enough. In a short time, they didn't have a lifetime.

"Your Excellency, the Khitans outside the city are still attacking!"

Wu Bin trotted over breathlessly. The fight under the city was very fierce, and the battle at the head of the city was no less than this. The commander was captured, but the Khitans did not disperse. They actually moved out of the stone cart, and the bow and crossbows were going to forcefully attack the city.

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao looked angrily at the scolding Dapengyi and the white-faced man in brocade clothes, and finally pointed to the latter, "Bring him to the head of the city. If you still dare to attack the city, kill him."

Hearing this, the man in brocade clothes couldn't stand on his legs. He knelt to the ground and begged, "General, don't kill me, don't kill me. I'm the governor of Daliao. Xiao Duli, the waiter, leaving my life must be of great use to the general."

"Your surname is Xiao, you bastard!"

Dapengyi was about to continue to curse, but he was punched in the abdomen by Dian Xuyi. He curled up in pain and couldn't speak. When Yang Yanzhao heard the news, he understood that he had accidentally caught a big fish.

The surname is Xiao. It may not be the same race as Xiao Yanyan. In this case, it is really necessary to make good use of it.

He stepped forward and waved his hand to let the two poisonous scorpion players holding Xiao Duoli retreat to one side. Yang Yanzhao whispered, "You can also do it if you don't kill him. Say, how many people are outside the city? Who is commanding now!"

Hearing Yang Yanzhao say that he would not kill him, Xiao Tuo and Li Zhutong poured beans and quickly said, "General, there are 50,000 troops outside the city, of which 8,000 are the iron cavalry palace tent army, and another 20,000 are the iron cavalry in the northern courtyard of Liao, and the rest are the southern army composed of the Central Plains. At this moment, the soldiers and horses outside the city have not dispersed. It should be that the deputy general He Wantong is pointing them to attack the city.

"The surname is Xiao..."

Dapengyi still had to speak and punched him firmly. At Yang Yanzhao's sign, he was dragged to one side and tied up, and stuffed a rag in his mouth, and could no longer make a sound.

"Who is He Wantong?"

Xiao Duoli hesitated a little, and then continued, "He Wantong is a cavalry general in the North Courtyard. His status is not high. He is usually silent and doesn't say much, but he is a little indecisive..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Tuoli heard a sentence in his ear that scared him to death.

"Bring our Xiao Jiedu envoy to the head of the city. If the Khitans dare to continue to attack the city, they will kill him!"