The Red House starts from Liaodong

Chapter 124 The Blood Oath Completed

Having suffered so many losses at sea, this time, the old slave was very steady, and even started to fight dumbly.

There is a great change from his original style, which shows that he is a person who can change according to the situation.

Not to mention Haizhouwei, Gaizhouwei, Fuzhouwei, Tashanpu, Yingkou, Yulinpu, Xiongyueyi, Deliying City along the road...

The towns and forts in various places on this road are heavily guarded, with a total of nearly 8 to [-] people.

The allies of the Mongolian ministries, the Eight Banners barbarians, the Mongolian Banner soldiers, and the Han army were dispatched from empty nests, and even young people were called into the camp. The mighty and mighty army totaled more than [-].

There were gray Mongolian cavalrymen who let out a sharp whistling sound of "yo ha". The skillful riding skills of the horses and men raised gray smoke outside Xinjincheng, filling the sky here.

Tens of thousands of Han troops held spears, firearms, swords and shields, and some cannons such as Francophones, and the morale on the left wing of the team was high.

Shenyang is now short of supplies, and the old slaves began to search for places for military use, and did not treat the Han army harshly.

Among the barbarians, the Han army is no longer the low-status Qiu Ba. Compared with the Great Zhou, whether it is military supplies or status, earth-shaking changes have taken place.

The old slaves chatted and laughed happily with the Mongol Taijis, no matter whether they were barbarians or Mongol generals, they were all eager to try, wanting to be the first to take down the city in front of them.

"This general from Jinzhou repeatedly attacked my city while my army was away. I originally cherished his talent and wanted to recruit him and share wealth with him. Unfortunately, he insisted on going his own way, which made me extremely disappointed."

"There are countless warriors under the Khan's tent, and there are as many fierce generals as clouds. How can he lack the general of Jinzhou? Since he doesn't know good and bad, he deserves this catastrophe."

"Hahaha."

The old slave looked up to the sky and laughed.

"This time I will still spare his life, I hope he can obey the destiny and submit to me, otherwise Jinzhou City will not be left alone."

All the auspicious ones, the generals asked for a fight one after another.

"go."

The old slave spit out a word lightly.

"Tell the guards in this city that I cherish their lives and don't want them to die in vain.

Surrender to me is not shameful, still a good man. "

New Jincheng.

Xu Shoufu looked at the enemy's siege method of encircling the city with three gaps and one, and the formation of troops on all sides, a murderous formation.

He looked at the tense generals around him, and at the soldiers on the city wall.

soon.

Messengers came out of the barbarian army, bringing the Khan's goodwill.

The generals around looked at Xu Shoufu nervously.

Xu Shoufu suddenly laughed.

"This time, we will live and die together."

"Here."

The generals took the lead.

Hearts change.

They are the same.

In the previous episode, Shen Liao fell too quickly, and all the troops in Liaozuo were empty. Facing the attack of the barbarians, they were unable to defend.

The essence is that people have lost hope, because they all know that there will be no reinforcements.

Now, behind them is Jinzhou City, and their family members are also in Jinzhou City. They have hope for Jinzhou City and have confidence in the general.

Since the general went to sea, he has won every battle!
When people have hope and face desperation, they will not give up easily.

The messenger snorted coldly.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, the old slave and everyone have already seen the scene ahead.

"Great Khan, please let me take the city in front of you for you, and enshrine their heads at the feet of the Great Khan."

A Mongolian Taiji asked for a fight.

Horqin, Ongniud, Guoerluosi, Duerbert, Zalaite, Keshiketeng..., Taiji from various Mongolian tribes challenged each other.

And the generals of the Eight Banners were even more unwilling to show weakness, and the generals of the Han people also called for the battle.

"Hahaha."

The old slave was in high spirits and couldn't help laughing.

"What a general of Jinzhou. It turns out that wherever our troops go, they are always waiting for the wind. This small new Jincheng has only a few thousand soldiers. How dare you defy me, which shows how powerful it is."

Following the old slave's order, the flag came down.

Tens of thousands of Liao people were driven to Xinjin City, mixed with the Han army, pushing all kinds of artillery from the original Dazhou forward.

The Mongolian knights, relying on cover, drew their bows and shot arrows one after another.

For a while, the bows and arrows were like a rain of arrows, covering the Xinjin City Wall, and soon, the firearms in the Han army's camp emitted a sky-shattering flame.

The Jinzhou soldiers on the Xinjin City Wall also launched a counterattack.

The big battle has just begun, and blood and flesh are already flying.

Using the Liao people to consume the reserves of the enemy's city and push the front line to the foot of the city wall is already a common method of the barbarians.

People can be trained to be animals.

Massacre, torture, torture, starvation and cold...

The empty Liao people, with numb and empty eyes, no longer look like human beings, paving the way for their master with their flesh and blood.

The siege equipment was built on the city wall one after another. The thick solid wood, together with iron nails, etc., were not easy to cut even with an axe.

One, two, three, the barbarians climbed onto the city wall one after another.

There were fights everywhere on the city wall.

The heavily guarded places in Xinjin City were heavily hit by bows and firearms.

Xu Shoufu closed his eyes and meditated in the gatehouse.

The soldiers ran in one by one to pass back the news.

As if the King of Hades called his name, once they came in, it represented the death of a general.

In the gatehouse, Xu Shoufu's personal guards also sat on the ground, stuffing the food on the table into their mouths desperately.

"Are you full?"

Xu Shoufu finally opened his eyes when the commanding soldiers came in again and informed the military newspaper that a general had died.

The guards put down the food in their hands one after another, and wiped the silk on the armor with their greasy hands before picking up their weapons.

"Come with me when you're full."

Xu Shoufu picked up a long knife and led his guards up the city wall.

soon.

A group of barbarians had already gained a firm foothold on the city wall, and more and more barbarians climbed up, all showing ferocious smiles in excitement.

The general at this place had already died of Liu Ya, and was unfortunately shot in the face. The rest of the Jinzhou soldiers, led by their respective captains, were killed time and time again.

Man smashed the head of a captain wearing armor on the ground with a stick.

"Clam--"

The blue veins on his neck were as thick as earthworms, and he uttered a beast-like roar at the fearful Jinzhou soldiers.

"Clam--"

The barbarians roared angrily.

"what--"

Behind the Jinzhou soldiers, a louder roar sounded. Xu Shoufu wore heavy armor, held a two-meter long knife in both hands, and let out a roar while trotting while retaining his strength.

one, two, three...

The personal guards behind him took big steps and surpassed their chief general one after another.

Seeing this, the barbarian led the barbarians forward without hesitation.

"boom."

The two groups of beasts grew fiercely together.

Maces, long knives, long spears, hammers, axes... all kinds of heavy weapons were slashing.

"Squeak."

The piercing sound of the blade hitting the iron makes one's heart tremble.

When the Jinzhou soldiers saw that the main generals were coming, they also raised their weapons and joined the battle.

Here, every breath of life is lost.

"boom."

The mace landed on the guard's helmet, and immediately a bowl-sized recess appeared, and the helmet fell off, revealing a half-shrunken head.

Before the mace could be retracted, an ax was chopped on his arm, even with the gauntlets still falling to the ground.

Blood was scattered all over the cut.

The river of blood on the ground was unstoppable. From time to time, some people fell down, were chopped, punched and stabbed.

……

Xu Shoufu panted heavily, and blood dripped down his forehead, blocked by his lush eyebrows.

On a September day, sweat dripped from his forehead like running water, washing away the blood.

Ignoring the few living guards around him, he took out the water bag and took a few sips, then rushed to the next place.

From morning to afternoon, afternoon to night.

The bonfire under the city wall dyed the place brightly.

The siege troops changed one after another, and the Jinzhou soldiers on the city wall were so exhausted that they didn't even have the strength to pick up a gourd to drink water.

Xinjin's tenacity somewhat exceeded the old slave's expectation.

Since the Battle of Salhu and the Battle of Liaoyang, he had not seen such a tenacious Zhou Bing for more than a year.

However, he also saw the decline of Xinjin, knowing that Xinjin was at the end of his strength and could no longer hold on for a long time.

But he didn't want to, and it exceeded his expectations.

Xin Jincheng persisted for a whole night.

The Mongolian Banner, the Han Army Banner, and even the Banners of Man retreated one by one. They had stabilized their line on the city wall countless times, but they saw the new Jin guard with their own eyes, as if they were tireless, and fought off his sons countless times in person. .

This time, the Mongolian Taiwanese and Kyrgyz no longer called for a fight.

The old slave glanced at everyone in the tent, thinking about who to send to capture the city.

"Great Khan, please send my troops. I will issue a military order to take down this city for the Great Khan."

A savage general walked in from outside the tent, and someone even took the initiative to ask for a fight. The Mongolian Taijis looked at them and exclaimed, this man looks so ruthless.

Akdan knelt at the old slave's feet, raised his head with tears on his face.

His eldest brother died in Xinjin City.

The old slave looked at Xin Jincheng with a calm expression, and ignored Akdan at his feet.

"Akdan retreats."

Dai Shan scolded.

Akdan is his man with two red flags, and he is his favorite fierce general Ba Tulu.

"Sweaty."

Akdan raised his head, took out a knife and slashed his face, the bones were visible, and then his face was devout, his fingers were stained with blood and his forehead and lips were covered with blood.

He turned out to be the birthright of the Changbai Mountains, which was the blood oath of their tribe.

After completing these actions, he seemed to be a different person. He no longer had the excitement and sadness just now, and his face looked sacred.

"Great Khan, I swear to the Holy Mountain that I will cut off the head of the new gold guard, peel off his human skin, and make it into my war drum. Please, Khan, lower your mercy and allow me to complete my mission."

When the blood oath is completed, no one can stop this person.

The old slave knew the rules of his tribe, so he nodded and helped Akdan himself.

"Go, my warrior, put on my armor, slay your enemies, and fulfill your oath."

Akdan bowed deeply.

The old slave's armor was specially made and extremely strong.

Step by step, Akdan walked towards his tribe.

Seeing the marks on Akdan's face, the clansmen became excited.

"Oh--"

"Oh--"

……

These savages all stood up, raised the weapons in their hands, and directed towards the direction of Changbai Mountain, howling like a pack of wolves.

Like... a group of beasts.

(End of this chapter)