In the Sun Mansion of Yizhou, smoke filled the main hall from the windows, and a house in the mansion caught fire. Screams were everywhere outside the door, horse hooves and strange screams could be heard everywhere, and some war horses had rushed to the corridor. The Khitan warrior wearing armor on the horse was leaning on his body, banging the bowstrings in his hand, and there was a scattered mess around.

"Lord, go in quickly...ah!" A warrior pressed his hand on his chest, and a spear suddenly stabbed into his body. The remaining soldiers hurriedly waved their swords to fight.

Sun Xingyou was pushed into the main hall. His helmet was gone, his bun was also scattered, his gray hair was lying on his shoulders, and he was holding a sword in his hand. The blood at the tip of the sword dripped on the ground with blood stains on the ground.

Sun Xingyou stared at the roof with his head raised and looked at the roof with a silence. Screams and screams from women came from his ears.

He gritted his teeth, his teeth grinding and almost bite them!

"Pu!" Sun Xingyou knelt on the ground, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. With a powerful collision, he suddenly knocked his forehead heavily on the floor tiles. When he raised his head, his face was covered with blood, which was very terrifying.

With tears flowing all over his face, Sun Xingyou shouted sadly: "I deserve to die for all my crimes!"

He then knocked hard "dongdong" and shouted wildly in a crying voice: "I have to let Your Majesty down, lost the city and lost the land, and I cannot forgive my crime even if I live... "

Sun Xingyou's crazy movement suddenly stopped again. He suddenly grabbed the sword on the ground, as if a drowning man grabbed a life-saving straw!

He looked at the sword, his face filled with despair, "For the sake of the present, I can only apologize for my own crime!" Sun Xingyou suddenly waved the sword and placed it on his neck, pulling it hard.

"Clang!" When several soldiers looked back, Sun Xingyou was already lying in a pool of blood with his eyes wide open.

...A group of young women walked out slowly from the gate of the Moon Cave in the inner house with their heads lowered. The Khitan soldiers rode on the horse, squinted their eyes and carefully examined the bodies of the girls.

At this time, an old woman walked out of the Yuedong Gate, followed by a slave. The slave pulled her and whispered: "Madam, it's useless to waste your life..."

The old woman looked at a little girl in the team with tears on her face.

"Mom!" A watery little girl turned her head and looked at the old woman. Just as she was about to run over, the Khitan cavalry next to her picked up a spear and crossed it in front of her, and cursed.

"Don't come over, be careful to annoy them." The old woman choked.

"Mom, I don't want to leave you." The little girl burst into tears.

The old woman gritted her teeth and said, "Young daughter, as long as you live, you must live... We will have a day of reunion..."

When the women in the group heard the wife's words, they could not hide their crying, and the listener was almost heartbroken.

Women were afraid of comparison, and the Khitans had sharp eyes. The most common martial artists on horseback saw the little girl. A Liao general pointed at the horse whip and said in Khitan words: "That little girl has a good status. You can't hurt her. She will be sent to the central army tent later to accompany the general and others."

The troops agreed one after another.

The general saw a golden color faintly appearing in the old woman's cuffs, and said, "The old woman has jewelry on her body!"

When the person next to him heard this, he immediately dismounted and walked over, pressed the old woman's face directly to the ground, and searched her. The little girl in the team cried and was immediately grabbed by the Khitan soldiers.

...

At the foot of the city wall, a group of armored soldiers had no way to go, and gradually stopped walking, and all of them showed sadness. The sound of horseshoes stepping on the brick floor in the depths of the long street was particularly loud, and the huge roar was like thunder, and the whole city seemed to tremble under the iron hooves.

A general raised his hand and shouted, "Array!"

The soldiers returned to the queue one after another and picked up all kinds of weapons.

The general turned to look at the man next to him and said, "Preserving the people is our duty. Since the day I was in the army, I have been ready to wrap my body with my horses and clothes!" He looked up at the dazzling sun, threw away the broken bow in his hand, and drew out his sword, "It's good weather today, it's time to go on the road!"

"Okay!" the big man shouted.

As soon as the words were finished, the chaotic cavalry turned around the intersection and swarmed in. The enemy soldiers ran and looked at the array here, shouting in the distance, and the horse's hooves gradually slowed down. The cavalry of the front army became slower and slower, and rushed within dozens of steps, and all set their bows and arrows.

When the general of Zhou army saw that the soldiers behind him were not fully equipped with weapons of different lengths, few people had bows and crossbows, and immediately raised their swords: "Follow me and rush!"

After saying that, he led the army and ran out. The troops shouted "Kill!" "Kill..."

"Bang bang bang..." The string sounded, and the general in front was the first to be hit by the attack. He was hit by a few arrows in his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and roared and continued to run wildly. With a "swoosh", an arrow hit his forehead, and his pupils immediately dissipated and his body fell to the ground.

The troops still shouted and rushed forward, heading straight for the Khitan cavalry that were parked on the horse.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a group of horse soldiers suddenly rushed out at the entrance of the alley on the side, hitting the Zhou army crowd running and sprinting in the waist. The Liao army on the horse was rushing and smashing, and the banging sounded.

The attack of the Zhou army crowd was curb and dispersed, and the Liao army in front also collected their bows and arrows, picked up their weapons and rushed towards the horse. The Liao army was condescending and rushed forward. The Zhou army was defeated in an instant, and they fled to death.

Many people had already been determined to fight to the death and took the opportunity to pounce on the Liao cavalry without any effort. There was a bloody storm on the street.

Among the riots, a Zhou soldier threw away his weapons and took advantage of the chaos and went into a crack in a house. The Liao army fired an arrow but failed to hit him. A Liao soldier slapped his horse and approached the crack in the wall, pulled his bow and shot an arrow in the crack in the wall.

With a crisp "ding" sound, an arrow hit the helmet. The soldier's cold sweat came out in a hurry, and he pushed his body sideways and tried hard to go to the opposite side, grabbing his hands on the wall with blood.

He couldn't help but look back and saw that the Liao man drew an arrow again and had already hit the bowstring.

"Ah..." The soldier kicked a lot and finally squeezed out from the opposite side. He hurriedly ran away. After running for a while, he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves in front. He quickly turned around and ran again. Unexpectedly, there were also sounds of horse hooves behind him.

He was so scared that he looked around and looked around. In desperation, he lay on a door and slapped the door and said, "Is there anyone? OK, please save me..."

Unexpectedly, the door really opened!

A lady with her hair wrapped in floral cloth pulled him and immediately bolted the door.

The soldiers' legs were weak and they knelt on the ground "ordinary": "I will never forget my wife's grace to save her life!"
Chapter completed!