The roaring cannons made Youzhou City tremble, the city walls were filled with earth and rocks, and the collapsed houses in the city were filled with dust.

The sound of cannons will stop after a while, and it is like this every day. Once the vibration stops, the people who bulldoze outside will approach the river. Xiao Siwen doesn't need to look at it and knows that it is this scene because there are too many repetitions.

Besides that, there is one more thing.

When Xiao Siwen heard the cannons outside the city stop, he couldn't help looking up at the sky. Sure enough, after a moment, something like a ball of grass flew over in the air. A large piece of ball rolled, and the hair was in the air like a tail wing.

"Baopao..." The streets were covered with balls on the roof of the ruins.

The Liao soldiers around were all bloodless because they knew what they were!

Xiao Siwen took out a white handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose, looked down at a ball and a human head that fell in front of the horse! His hair was covered with mud and lime, and his face was covered with blood and blood. His mouth was gone, and his two rows of yellow teeth were exposed, as if they were terrible skeletons.

The air was filled with a bloody stench and the alkaline smell of lime.

"Wow!" A soldier who was holding a straw mat to pick up his head suddenly vomited out.

"Useless thing!" A Liao general cursed.

Unexpectedly, the soldier suddenly ran away like crazy, shouting loudly: "There is a ghost! Youzhou City is full of dead souls. We are all going to die. Help..."

"That guy is crazy, hurry up and grab it and tie it up to avoid disturbing the morale of the army!" someone shouted hurriedly.

Xiao Siwen looked at everything in front of him with a blue face and silently looked at everything that was happening in front of him. It is rare for someone to be scared crazy, but the breath of Youzhou at this time is indeed very bad.

The ancient streets and alleys are close to the ruins on the city wall. There is no one on the street. People's heads fly around in the air, as if ghosts are dancing on sunny day and sunny day... The key is the despair caused by the large number of heads flying into the city!

There is no need to control the rumors of so many young and strong men in Khitan! Seeing this is true, everyone understands that all Yelu Xiuge’s reinforcements have been finished!

If you can’t see the lonely city of reinforcements, what is the feeling of the defenders inside?

Xiao Siwen was a little lost and turned to the Han official Fan Zhongyi and murmured: "I have warned the Khitan nobles long ago... Han'er seems to be docile, but he is not a sheep. He is most afraid of Han'er being cruel."

Fan Zhongyi was silent, he seemed to have no idea how to answer, because he was also a Han'er.

Xiao Siwen thought to himself: For Youzhou, the blacksmith Guo could put the elite soldiers of the whole country in Hebei to fight hard; the Khitan was afraid that people would be harsh, but after 30,000 people died, could he still fight hard?

The emotion of failure surged into my heart, and Xiao Siwen felt extremely depressed.

In a trance, suddenly there were singing in unison outside the city. Xiao Siwen listened to him and understood Chinese, "The Great Zhou warrior, let me go back to my country. Blood will not flow dry, and I will never stop fighting..."

It seemed as if a million people sang desolate songs in the distance, coming from the sky, and entering everywhere. The horses under Xiao Siwen's seat moved and took a step back.

The Liao soldiers around him raised their heads and listened in a slanting ear.

Xiao Siwen rode his horse to the slope behind the city wall, and the general hurriedly advised: "The Zhou army will set off firecrackers later, take care of the king!"

Xiao Siwen got off his horse and climbed up the city. Looking out, he saw that outside the city tower, there were people and horses, and the scene was extremely spectacular! The faces in the distance were vaguely facing Youzhou, as if they were pilgrimage to this ancient city that had been lost for more than 20 years. Four lines of singing were singing in unison in the sea of ​​people, repeated and repeated, like a grand spell.

Abudi bowed and said, "I will understand."

Xiao Siwen was restless in the South Courtyard until dusk, and the sound of cannons outside finally stopped. In the past, he lived in the yamen without taking off his clothes at night because the war in Youzhou was very dangerous; but tonight, he suddenly wanted to go back and see his daughter.

When he arrived at the upper room of the mansion, his concubine Bai brought Yanyan in.

When Xiao Siwen saw Yanyan, he felt mixed emotions. His favorite daughter was by his side when he was most desperate, but he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing. Staying in Shangjing or Youzhou seemed not a good thing... In this world, when the general situation was no longer there, there was no place to hide.

Yanyan immediately left Bai's side and ran over.

Bai knelt on the ground and lowered his head and said, "I pay homage to Alang."

"At up, you don't have to call yourself a slave anymore." Xiao Siwen looked at her with complicated eyes. He had to admit that he had never felt this way with Han'er and his wife before.

Bai's concubine was a little at a loss.

Xiao Siwen treated Han'er as his enemy, but he didn't seem to have much hatred in private... War is killing, and Khitan soldiers slaughtered Zhou's military and civilians, and it is inevitable to kill lives on the battlefield. The enemy's heroes and my enemies are just like that.

Xiao Siwen instead had the courage and bloodiness shown by Han'er, and dared not look down on him.

For the first time, he looked at Bai Shi so carefully. This woman looked down and didn't look like someone who would resist at all. Xiao Siwen felt a strange feeling in her heart for a moment: How could such a woman give birth to such a fierce and fearless son?

Bai's family is in his thirties, but he has white skin and tender skin, and is quite beautiful. Otherwise, Xiao Siwen's subordinates would not give her as a gift to him. She looks very gentle and gentle, making people think of the beautiful mountain village, the virtuous and family-run woman, and has a quiet and down-to-earth atmosphere. This feeling is very special to Xiao Siwen, and he has always kept Bai's family.

"To be honest, I won't blame you now. Do you hate me?" Xiao Siwen sighed.

A kind of patient strength suddenly flashed across Bai Shi's gentle face. Her white teeth bit her lips, but after a moment, she returned to peace: "I don't hate the king, and I don't know why I hate the king."

Xiao Siwen calmly said: "We forced you to separate you from your family."

Bai said, "I have suffered this disaster and naturally have resentment towards the Khitans. But the king treats me well. If it weren't for the king, I would have ended up even worse... We are a weak woman who is treated a little better, and she will remember his goodness..."

Xiao Siwen nodded, feeling that the answer was quite sincere, "You are a tolerant person, I hope all men will be like you."

Bai looked at Xiao Siwen in confusion.

Yanyan grabbed Xiao Siwen's arm and her little face was pale. Xiao Siwen reached out and touched her head, "As a father, as long as he has a way, he will find a way to protect Yanyan."
Chapter completed!