Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

There is a seven-level pagoda in the city, and what Guo Shao saw on the top floor of the Buddhist pagoda was killing.

Looking down from here, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Zhuozhou, but you can only see towers and houses from too far away, and you can't tell what is happening in the streets. Fortunately, the cavalry of the Liao army entered the city from the south gate, and only spread in some areas in the south and east of the city.

There was thick smoke everywhere, and some houses were ablaze. The people and horses were even more violent, and the scene in front of them... It was like a disaster such as an earthquake suddenly appeared during the rush hour in a modern city, and the crowd was running in panic.

At this moment, an orderly rushed up to the seventh floor in one breath, gasping for breath while covering his chest, and said: "General Yang (Yang Biao)'s people have sent reinforcements to Laoshuiqu from the middle road, and sent me back to report."

After hearing this, Guo Shao just nodded slightly, then left from the window, searched on a large piece of paper on the ground, picked up the brush in the inkstone and drew a horizontal line heavily in one place.

The surrounding soldiers and messengers couldn't understand what Guo Shao drew. They saw circles, crosses, and lines of different lengths on the paper.

There is no decoration inside this kind of tower, which is narrow and high. The windows all around are just holes, and there are no window fans, so it is really ventilated from all sides. Guo Shao raised his head and listened to the movement in the city for a moment; then he buried his head in looking at the paper, and then tore off a page from the booklet he was holding and put it in his pocket.

He was doing some trivial actions, but he didn't say a word, and the soldiers beside him didn't dare to speak, the atmosphere was very weird... because Guo Shao was still chanting, as if he was praying or cursing, no one could understand what he was saying.

In fact, when a person moves trivially and completely disregards his appearance, he is very nervous inside.

After a while, he suddenly stood up, let out a heavy breath, and pressed his hand on the purple silk waistband around his waist, with some crooked flowers on it... I don't know why the General of the Forbidden Army wore this kind of waistband. Anyway, the embroidery is very ugly, almost embroidered by a woman who doesn't know how to sew.

"Let's go." Guo Shao said. He took a group of followers and ran straight down the pagoda.

There were some soldiers leading horses below, and when they saw Guo Shao coming out, they all clasped their fists and said, "Marshal Guo", "Master"...

Guo Shao took the reins, got on the fine brown horse that Dong Zunxun had given him, looked around and said, "Let's go up to the front line and have a look." After saying that, he applauded the horse and left, and the army followed. Soon more horse troops, about two or three hundred riders, followed one after another, hugging Guo Shao and heading southeast.

The route they took was a coincidence, and they saw people everywhere on the street from the tower; but along the way, they didn't encounter any rioting soldiers, and the people didn't even hide in their homes tremblingly.

As far as the old canal...it is the west bank of the sewage canal, but a large group of Liao army cavalry in front of them has been blocked on several sides, and the street is full of infantry in square formations. The heavy infantry, all covered in infantry armor, held long spears in front, blocking the middle of the street in several rows and advancing one by one; the archers were behind, throwing them into the air. The infantry attacked slowly, but it was as stable as a steel wall.

The cavalry was at a disadvantage in fighting this kind of phalanx head-on, or it was impossible to win at all; and the Liao cavalry was on the street, so densely crowded that they couldn't even run, let alone the Zhou army's infantry battalion. Liao Qi had no choice but to retreat while riding and shooting...but obviously they had nowhere to retreat, otherwise the crowd would not be so dense.

The two armies fought intensively for a long time. Suddenly, a man in the Liao army shouted in Chinese: "Surrender! Surrender, the strong men of the Great Zhou have mercy!"

Then there was a burst of shouting, and the arrows of the Liao cavalry stopped one after another, but they were still watching. Yang Biao's voice came from Zhou Jun's side: "Stop."

Not long after, a big bearded Khitan man and a Han man wearing a fur head came forward on horseback. The Han man got off his horse and knelt down on the ground, shouting loudly: "Honorable Zhou army commander, Liao cavalry general Xiao Xige admits defeat. As long as the Zhou army promises not to kill the Liao army soldiers, he is willing to lead his army to surrender to Zhuozhou Zhou army commander."

Guo Shao was far behind, but he had excellent eyesight. He probably saw the general of the Liao Kingdom riding a horse next to the Han man. The Khitan man bowed to this side with his hands folded on his chest, probably as a salute. But I saw that the Khitan man had a very hard beard, standing upright like a hedgehog.

At this time, Yang Biao accepted the surrender of the Liao army without saying anything, and asked them to disarm.

After tossing for a long time, all the cavalry of the Liao army threw their weapons in the middle of the street, drove the horses out, and people leaned on both sides, leaving a gap in the middle. The commander of the Liao army called "Brother Xiao Xi" led dozens of generals and was brought here.

Yang Biao controlled the situation, and then rode his horse to Guo Shao: "Brother, how do we deal with them?"

Guo Shao suddenly remembered the survivors he saw with his own eyes at Mrs. Chen's house in Tokyo, and their tragic experiences. Immediately, he was furious and said: "The general is tied up, and all the rest will be killed, so as to save the trouble of taking care of the prisoners! Tell the brothers, cut off the head and go back, and ask the officials for a reward."

After hearing this, the generals gave an order: "Kill!"

Before the people on both sides could react, they heard a dense crackling of strings, and many arrows flew in the air. Yang Biao shouted: "The leader of the Khitan soldiers, take back ten pieces of silk!" Immediately there was a shout in the Zhou army's camp, and all the troops rushed forward.

The streets and alleys immediately became a hell on earth.

The cavalrymen of the Liao Army lost their horses, and their weapons were still out of reach in the middle of the street. The crowd was in a mess, and only a very few people picked up their weapons again. Guo Shao looked up, and saw a soldier of the Zhou army holding down a Khitan man, and another helper next to him was desperately sawing the Khitan man's neck with a waist knife. The screams were very loud, the Khitan man was still alive, struggling in fear, blood was everywhere.

More soldiers of the Zhou army stabbed to death first and then cut off their heads. Crazy crowds stabbed people with spears, blood mist filled the air, and blood flowed across the ground.

It's so crazy and ridiculous, many people have bloody heads hanging from their belts! Some Zhou soldiers even threw away their long weapons in order to carry more heads with sacks.

Brother Xiao Xi with the hard beard stared blankly at the scene in front of him, yelling and thumping furiously, but there was nothing he could do about being tied up and guarded.

Guo Shao asked, "Then what is General Liao talking about?"

Yang Biao said innocently: "It seems to be saying that people's brains are delicious when poured with boiling oil, why cut them off!"

The surrounding generals of the Zhou army burst into laughter, and another general booed: "I think he is saying, can you share a dividend after offering so many heads?"

Guo Shao didn't smile, but his face was a little pale. It was quite straightforward to order out of anger just now, but soon the blood in front of him made him realize: this massacre was caused by his words... Whether it is right or wrong, right or wrong, Guo Shao has never slaughtered so many people. Even if there were tens of thousands of battles with the Shu Kingdom occasionally, not many people were actually killed.

The bloody scene was still going on, Guo Shao felt dizzy and couldn't tell what it was like.

As the saying goes, "One general will be successful, and ten thousand bones will be withered." In this day, there may be 10,000 corpses in Zhuozhou city!

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that the Han "translator" who followed the surrender just now could understand Chinese, so he looked for the Han in the crowd and said, "Everyone, you don't need to translate to the Khitan."

Seeing General Zhou Jun looking at him, the Han man immediately knelt down on the ground with a pale face, and said, "Commander, spare your life! I was forced."

Guo Shao said: "Don't worry, I won't kill you, your head is worthless."

"Thank you, Marshal, for not killing me." The man hastily kowtowed, "The grass people are from Youzhou. Youzhou has been occupied for 20 years, and you all have to make a living. There is really no other way to serve the Liao people."

Guo Shao thought of Xiao Siwen, but no one knew him... It was also difficult to communicate with the Khitan people. Immediately he said kindly: "Get up, you are just an interpreter...by the way, where is Xiao Siwen, King of Khitan South Court?"

The man hurriedly got up, stepped forward and bowed and said: "The King of the Southern Courtyard didn't enter the city, but he was Xiao Siwen's general who surrendered to Brother Xiao Xi just now!"

Seeing the disappointed expression on Guo Shao's face, the Han people hurriedly said: "Then Brother Xi has killed an unknown number of Han children, and this morning he also slaughtered a village outside Zhuozhou City. The general caught him, which is better than capturing Xiao Siwen. Brother Xi is very cruel. I heard something about him. Before that, he captured a group of southern merchants, tortured their concubines to death, and sent them back to extort money..."

When Guo Shao heard that, he immediately became interested in Brother Xi, pointed at the man with the beard and said, "That's him?"

The Han "translator" nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, so Guo Shao asked someone to drag Na Xige out. He glanced at the bloody street in front of him again, and thought: Thousands of people have been killed, and there will be no more dozens.

Immediately, he ordered dozens of generals who surrendered from the Liao people to be cut down, and only Brother Xi was captured alive.

All the troops went all the way, Guo Shao followed, and when they reached the side of the canal, they looked down and saw that countless Khitans had already jumped into the canal. But the canal was very narrow, and Zhou Jun on both sides of the strait could poke it with long spears, and there were people on both sides, stabbing the bottom with long spears. Those Khitan people, all covered in filth, screamed and screamed, hiding inside, and those who didn't escape were shot by long spears and fell into the sewage. The splashes of the turbid dirty water were already blood red.

When Guo Shao looked back, headless corpses were discarded everywhere on the street, not to mention how cruel the scene was.

The fighting lasted until dusk. The people from the Liao army who entered the city basically did not go out, the four gates were blocked, and maybe a few people were hiding in some places in the city... But sooner or later they will be found out, and the Liao soldiers who are alone, the people can also kill them.

Guo Shao is not going to continue to clean up the battlefield... the whole city has been fighting all day long, the number of battlefields is too scattered, and he still doesn't know how many Liao troops have been captured. The Khitan people plus the Xi soldiers should have several thousand or even tens of thousands in total. Anyway, the gains were very rich; it was even greater than the result of a decisive battle with the Zhou army's hundreds of thousands of troops! This is definitely the first victory since the Northern Expedition; if Huainan's contribution is greater and everyone says it is reasonable, then the first victory in the Northern Expedition must be Guo Shao's.

In addition to the number of enemy troops killed, many war horses were also captured. At least a few thousand horses, but Guo Shao still doesn't know the exact number.

He has already figured out how to leave Zhuozhou.