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Yelu Renxian, who retreated to Huanzhou City, did not sleep well all night.

To be honest, he did not fight against the Zhou army many times.

He had fought against Xixia for almost half of his life.

This time, it was a general-to-general battle, and he lost to Zhang Fu, suffering from underestimating the enemy.

The next day, Zhang Fu continued to use catapults, heavy crossbows and other weapons to consume the Liao army.

After the failure of a battle, the Liao army in Huanzhou had no chance of turning the tide.

"At present, it is difficult for the reinforcements from Ying and Shuozhou to arrive. When the Zhou army rests, our army may find it difficult to defend Huanzhou!"

A Liao general said to Yelu Renxian.

In fact, at present, the most fatal thing to the Liao army is the unrest and unstable morale caused by a great defeat.

Yelu Renxian is a famous general after all, how could he not know that the overall situation has been decided?

If he really has to wait for the reinforcements from Ying and Shuozhou, regardless of whether Huanzhou can be defended, even if he can, then the two states are risk-free?

Yelu Renxian didn't dare to gamble.

"If the news of our defeat in this battle reaches the ears of Xixia, do you think they will attack Zhou or Liao?"

This is the point that Yelu Renxian is concerned about.

If they really want to fight to the death, it's fine, but they have to guard against the movements of Xixia.

Zhang Fu tried his best to win a vigorous battle, and it was secondary to let Yelu Renxian have the idea of ​​retreating.

The most important thing is to do it for Xixia forces to see.

Da Zhou has no intention of seizing the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun for the time being, otherwise the court would not have sent Zhang Fu only 200,000 troops to guard the border.

Xixia will definitely stab the Liao army with a knife without worrying about knowing that Da Zhou forces will not get involved in Yanyun.

A few days ago, Gu Yan happily said that the large army group was not as good as Zhang Fu in fighting.

Because commanding a large army group is not only about commanding thousands of troops, but more importantly, it is about being able to analyze the international situation sharply, so as to lead the army and make the most favorable decision.

"Let Yelu Yixian's army withdraw. We have already lost this battle." Yelu Renxian said this and slowly closed his eyes. The other generals did not dare to persuade him. Yelu Renxian was also a person who could analyze the general situation of the world, so he had to guard against Xixia. When Zhang Fu learned that Huanzhou asked for peace, the heavy stone on his heart finally fell. He came to a hill and stared at Huanzhou. His eyes seemed to shine through this ancient city like light, shining on the entire Yanyun land, and murmured: "The situation in the world is very similar to the struggle for hegemony between the Han, Wei, and Wu Kingdoms in history books." After a pause, he ordered the deputy general beside him, "In order to prevent Yelu Renxian from going back on his word, I need to take 3,000 troops to Yanmen, and the rest of the troops will be under your command." "When you receive the news sent by my messenger, you can withdraw your troops." A few days later. Wei Yuan defended Yanmen for the 27th day.

On the top of the city, hundreds of soldiers were determined to die.

They stood there like mountains, watching the enemy soldiers climb the city wall one after another.

Finally, at this moment.

Wei Yuan shouted the word "kill".

Hundreds of people rushed to the Liao soldiers who had climbed the top of the city in an instant.

There was a white-bearded Yanmen guard, whose arm holding a spear was chopped off by the Liao soldiers, but he did not fall down.

Instead, he pulled out the dagger from his waist with his other hand and stabbed it into the neck of a Liao soldier fiercely. Blood gushed out with a "hiss".

The Liao soldier stared at the old soldier with wide eyes, and he didn't understand until he died, that he could still fight even with a broken arm!

"I have been guarding Yanmen since I was sixteen, and I have been guarding it for forty years. I have never even had a wife in my life. You come here as you say. Do you really think I am old and can't hold a knife?" The old soldier gritted his teeth and was beheaded by a Liao soldier as soon as he finished speaking. After guarding the city for several days, Wei Yuan's usual Pudao had no less than thirty cuts. The sharp blade that was originally extremely sharp and could easily break armor was now a little difficult to cut the neck. The Pudao was not a military one, but was made by Wei Yuan for a blacksmith. It was longer than the average Pudao, and it was easy to use, so he was unwilling to change the knife on the battlefield. But at this moment, if he didn't change it, he was afraid that he would not be able to kill anyone. He had to find another Pudao that looked more complete during the chaos. At this time, the blade of a Liao soldier had already chopped Wei Yuan's back firmly. If the battalion commander's armor had not been better, that knife would have been enough to kill him. Hundreds of people held out for half an hour, and only a few dozen people were left.

They stood back to back, pressed together.

Wei Yuan had so many wounds on his body that he could hardly count them. His limbs and back were bleeding.

Even the hand holding the knife began to tremble.

Even he, a general with natural supernatural power, was in such a state. Imagine how difficult it must be for the other soldiers.

As for Xu Changzhi, he almost had no strength to stand up. He had lost too much blood and needed to rest urgently.

"In this life, I dreamed of breaking into the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, but in the end, I didn't even get out of Yanmen."

Xu Changzhi spat out a mouthful of blood and said something vaguely.

Wei Yuan did not reply. For him, saying one more word was a waste of effort.

"Commander Wei, General Xu, all my brothers, I... I am in so much pain, I will leave first!"

A soldier with wounds all over his body immediately rushed towards the enemy.

He was hacked to death by random swords.

His injuries were too severe, and he couldn't bear the pain from his injuries. He might as well die in the charge.

Wei Yuan made up his mind,

"I have been in this world for more than ten years. I am lucky to have the honor to kill the enemy with you brothers and die bravely. I am so lucky! See you in the next life!"

As soon as the voice fell, Wei Yuan also killed directly.

Xu Changzhi took a deep breath and stood up with his remaining strength, "Kill!"

The others all silently recited the word "kill".

The seriously injured bodies moved together, as fast as the wind and as fast as fire. Thunder and lightning could not destroy them, and the world could do nothing!

Since ancient times, there has never been a lack of people who died bravely in times of crisis on this land of China!

At this moment.

The Liao army tent.

Yelu Yixian received news from his brother that he wanted to withdraw his troops.

But at this moment, Yanmen was about to be taken, so how could he withdraw?

"First, slaughter Yanmen, then talk about withdrawing!"

Yelu Yixian had just made a decision.

A scout came to report that Zhou troops were spotted on a distant hill.

Hearing the sound.

Yelu Yixian frowned, "Reinforcements to rescue Yanmen?"

Thinking of this, he was indignant. Fifty thousand soldiers attacked Yanmen, which had only three thousand guards, but it took so long.

If this spread, how would he be written in history books in the future?

But, what can he do now?

Finally.

"Withdraw."

Yelu Yixian said these words, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

On the top of Yanmen Pass.

Wei Yuan and others, who had already been determined to die, suddenly heard the enemy's retreat horn.

Then, the Liao soldiers who climbed the city wall and those who had not yet climbed the city wall all withdrew.

Wei Yuan and others had fought bloody battles for several days, and they had long lost their energy and spirit. Their eyes were dull and they did not quite understand the current situation.

But the only thing that could be confirmed was that they were saved.

Suddenly, a team of Zhou troops entered the city.

"Is it the reinforcements?" Wei Yuan was covered in blood, and he murmured in his heart. It didn't take a moment. Zhang Fu, the Duke of Ying, who came from Huanzhou on horseback, was deeply moved when he saw the scene of corpses piled on the top of the city. Then, he saw Wei Yuan and the few remaining people, and rushed forward quickly. When Wei Yuan saw that it was Zhang Fu, his tired body could not hold on and he fell heavily on the corpse. Zhang Fu squatted down and held his bloody palm tightly. Wei Yuan said weakly: "Finally, we held it..." Zhang Fu was moved and held his palm tightly, "Yuan'er, you are a hero, the first hero of this battle!" "Now, don't say anything, have a good rest!" After a pause, he looked at the soldiers who followed him and shouted: "Medic! Where is the medic?!" "Save people, save people!"