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

In the Daluhuachi Mansion on Shuntian Road, Yanjing left behind Wulianghetai, while wearing armor, roaring gritted his teeth.

There was chaos behind him.

The generals and elite soldiers were chaoticly wearing armor and constantly rushing out toward their war horses. Even several supernatural people were dragged out to the horses with a look of earth. They trembled with their own ways to pray for help from their gods. It was obvious that after a full half month of stalemate, the demon finally took action, and the moment of the decisive battle finally came...

"Send an order to kill the hostages on the city wall!"

Wuliang yelled on the stage.

"Master, then, that demon has not appeared!"

A general beside him said weakly.

"Idiot, do you still have your life when he appears?"

Wuliang Hetai whipped the guy without hesitation and scolded.

"Since he dares to take action first, we will start killing people, killing all the hostages, killing all the women and children on the city wall. If they are not enough, then killing the city. Even if I die, I will still have to bury 100,000 people with me. Even if I can't defend Baozhou, I will turn this city into a sea of ​​corpses, blood, kill them all, light up the fire, burn them all, and burn them all!"

Then he yelled like crazy.

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

"Han, the Han army rebelled!"

The general said in panic.

Indeed, the bell to call the police on the city wall did not sound, and it was not that foreign enemies came in, so it could only be that the Han army in the city rebelled.

"I wish I could have washed these little slaves early!"

Wuliang Hetai said hatefully.

Then he stopped caring about other things and urged his horse to run towards the nearest city gate. Although he shouted that he would live and die with Baozhou, he actually put saving his life first. As long as he was not facing the demon, it was not difficult for him to break out of the siege. Although there were hundreds of thousands of troops outside, most of them were mobs. It was not difficult for him to fight out with nearly a thousand elite Qixue troops. After all, he didn't want to die just like this. He threatened Yang Feng with hostages just to stop him to the greatest extent. It was necessary to run away when there was no hope. As for the troops in the city...

They should be loyal to the Khan!

Wulianghetai led the Qiexue army to rush directly outside the city.

At this moment, Zhang Hongfan was leading a small number of domestic slaves to fight with a team of soldiers rushing in. The leader was a middle-aged general who waved a scimitar to suppress Zhang Hongfan. Zhang Hongfan had already had many wounds on his body, and he could only barely support him with breathless eyes. He looked at the distance with a splitting eyes. One of his brothers was being chopped over by random knives, and he struggled on the ground and saw that he was not alive. The chaotic troops were constantly dragging his family out to kill him.

"Qiao Gui, you and my brothers, why bother to force each other to this end? Ling Zun and his father's life and death together. Can't we keep my Zhang family a way out?"

Zhang Hongfan begged while resisting.

"Why should we eliminate evil on behalf of the heavens? "

His opponent, Qiao Gui, the son of Qiao Weizhong, the number one strong general under Zhang Rou, smiled grimly.

While speaking, another general led a team of soldiers to rush out of the mansion. The soldiers were dragging two and a half-year-old boys in their hands. When they saw them, Zhang Hongfan immediately forced Qiao Gui away like crazy and rushed over, but then he was stabbed into the back by Qiao Gui. He screamed and threw himself to the ground, stretched out his hand and cursed in grief and angrily: "He Ying, you beast!"

He Ying, the son of another general under Zhang Rou, smiled and waved his hand down. The two soldiers raised their swords and fell, and the heads of Zhang Hongfan's two sons fell immediately. Zhang Hongfan screamed in sorrow, and then spit out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, Qiao Gui, behind him, raised his swords and cut off the head of the old master. At this time, another general, Hao Dechang, the second generation of Zhang Rou Group, also came over. The three looked at each other, each raised a head of the Zhang family and shouted: "The traitor Zhang Hongfan resisted the destiny and poisoned the people with the Tartars. Now he has been executed. The soldiers of each army and the righteous people in the city will immediately follow us to kill the Tartars and the Seminary Master into the city."

The soldiers in front of them and the young and strong who took advantage of the situation were filled with joy.

At this time, the attack outside the city also began.

Just when Yang Feng entered the city, 30,000 elite soldiers without night blindness had already carried simple siege equipment such as flying ladders that had been prepared long ago. With the help of the rainy night cover, they approached the city wall from all directions. When the chaos in the city began, these people immediately launched an attack. The chaos caused by the evil ghosts' life-seeking, and the escape of a large number of soldiers. In addition, the rebellion of the Han army in the city, the defense of the city wall had completely collapsed, and even the order to kill hostages in Wulianghetai was not implemented. Although some collapsed soldiers rushed up the city wall and began to kill hostages, the hostages would not not escape at this time. Moreover, the number of these soldiers was very small. The women and children rushed up and pushed them down. When the attack of the soldiers outside the city started and erected ladders to climb up the city wall, and the Han army in the city also began to climb the city, the overall situation was basically settled.

In fact, the city was completely in chaos at this time.

After all, there are still many Han Khitan Jurchens in the city.

When the Immortal Lord summoned the evil ghosts to harvest the souls of the Tartars and Semins, and the news that the Tartars and Semins had already died spread, accompanied by the rebellion of the Han soldiers, the young and strong tribes who had long been unwilling to wait for death with them, immediately joined the feast of killing with various weapons.

After all, everyone understands that their doomsday has come, and this is the best opportunity to fight the rich. Both the Tartars and the Semi people are standing at the top of the wealth pyramid. The poor people who have been exploited by them with usury for decades, and the powerful men of all races who are direct managers of these people dream of breaking through the luxurious mansions, then killing all the men inside, emptying the wealth inside, and dividing the beautiful women inside. Their desires were firmly blocked by a dam before, and when the dam collapsed, the rest would be torrents that drowned, and blood was carried out in every street and every mansion of the city. Countless Tartars and Semi-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-

And the defenders in the city...

In fact, after learning that Uryan Hetai ran away, most of the defenders in the city began to escape one after another. They were trapped in the city and had absolutely no way to survive. Although they had to face a 300,000 army to escape from the city, there was a glimmer of hope.

Everyone understands this.

After knowing that the situation was hopeless, no one would really stay and be loyal to the Khan. Almost all the soldiers who could run away from the city gates, and then fought bloody battles with the attacking armies outside the city, and the killing spread from the inside of the city to the outside of the city. By dawn the next day, with Baoding City as the core, the radius of dozens of miles was completely turned into a battlefield of melee. There were bloody killings in the city, and there were also bloody killings outside the city. It can be said that this was a day of complete liquidation. The hatred accumulated over decades was liquidated on this day. The hatred of the family was broken and the country was destroyed. The oppressed and the oppressed, the conquered and the conquered were used to liquidate on this day.

On the bank of the waterfall, Wulianghetai looked back with a gloomy face and couldn't help but sigh.

"One day, the Han area will be washed away by blood!"

He broke the whip and said fiercely.

Suddenly, his subordinates in front were in chaos. Wulianghetai hurriedly rushed forward, and then cold sweat appeared on his head. On the wooden bridge passing through the waterfall in front, a man in a black robe was sitting on a chair in the middle of the bridge, lowering his head and motionless. At his feet, a turbid yellow mountain torrent was surging by, and the flood roared continuously.

"You're here."

The man suddenly raised his head and looked at him with a smile and said.

"Walk!"

Wulianghetai suddenly roared.

Then he turned his horse's head, and all the soldiers of the Qixue army behind him turned around in chaos, running upstream along the river bank like a flock of driven sheep.

"Why are you so hard? You can't escape, why don't you die honestly?"

Yang Feng sighed and said.

After he created evil ghosts in the city, he immediately left the city and chased after him along the road leading to Yanjing. Although Wulianghetai left the city one hour earlier than him, Wulianghetai came out of the siege. As a result, he arrived here in advance. Although the waterfall river was not a big river, the mountain torrent caused by heavy rain was not something that the cavalry could pass directly. He blocked the bridge. Moreover, Wulianghetai, who had no courage to fight with him, could only escape upstream along the river, trying to find a shallow to wade directly.

Of course, he can't escape.

But Yang Feng did not pursue him immediately. He sat on the bridge and watched Wulianghetai and his subordinates escape quietly. Until the long dragon of cavalry left a tail in front of him, he suddenly jumped out with a long roar. Although the cavalrymen were all Arab horses, after breaking through the siege and running fifty miles, his speed had dropped to the level of an electric bicycle, and he could not do anything like a motorcycle like him.

In a blink of an eye, he arrived next to the last Qixue 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, grabbed the spear as a stick and smashed his head. Then he threw the spear forward. The spear penetrated the body of another Qixue soldier in front, and continued to stab forward into the back of the third Qixue soldier with unexhausted strength.

He suddenly accelerated after killing three people in a row, and then arrived at the side of the fourth soldier Qiexue. Before the latter's knife could fall, his energy knife had already cut it in half.

"I just like this!"

He casually caught the fallen scimitar and said proudly.
Chapter completed!