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Chapter 6 Wei Yuan, you are the greatest contributor to this battle!
Yelv Renxian, who withdrew to Huanzhou City, did not sleep well the whole night.

To be honest, he did not fight with Zhou Jun many times.

For most of his life as a soldier, he was almost always fighting against Xixia.

This time, it was against a general. He lost to Zhang Fu and suffered the loss of underestimating the enemy.

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

After a defeat in a battle, the Huanzhou Liao army had no chance of turning around.

"At the moment, it is difficult for reinforcements from Ying and Shuo states to arrive. When the Zhou army comes to rest and regroup, our army may not be able to defend Huanzhou!"

A Liao general said to Yelvren first.

In fact, at present, the most fatal thing for the Liao army is the fluctuation of people's hearts and unstable morale caused by a great defeat.

After all, Yelu Renxian is a famous general of his generation. How could he not know that the overall situation has been decided?

If we really want to wait for the reinforcements from Yingzhou and Shuozhou, regardless of whether Huanzhou can be defended, even if it can be defended, then there is no risk to the two states?
Yelvren didn’t dare to gamble anymore.

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

This is what Yelvren focused on first.

If you really have to carry it on, there's nothing wrong with it, but you have to guard against the movements in Xixia.

Zhang Fu worked hard and risked his life to win the game with great fanfare, so that Mr. Yeluren could think of quitting.

The most important thing is to show it to the Xixia forces.

The Great Zhou Dynasty had no intention of seizing the sixteen states of Yanyun, otherwise the imperial court would not have sent Zhang Fu only 200,000 troops to guard the border.

On the premise that Xixia knew that the Zhou forces would not get involved in Yanyun, they would definitely stab the Liao army with confidence.

A few days ago, Gu Yan was happy to say that the large army was no better than Zhang Fu in combat.

This is because commanding a large corps 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 beneficial decision.

"Let Yeluyixian's army withdraw. We have already lost this battle."

Yelvren said this first and slowly closed his eyes.

The other generals did not dare to persuade him.

Yelv Renxian is also someone who can analyze the general trend of the world, so he must be on guard against Xixia.
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When Zhang Fu learned that Huanzhou was asking for peace, the heavy pressure on his heart finally fell.

He came to a hill and stared at Huanzhou. His eyes seemed to shine through this ancient city like a radiance on the entire Yanyun land, and murmured:

"The situation in the world today is very similar to the three kingdoms of Han, Wei and Wu fighting for hegemony as mentioned in history books."

After a pause, he ordered the deputy general beside him,
"In order to prevent Yelvren from betraying his promise first, I need to lead 3,000 troops to Yanmen. The rest of the troops will be under your command."

"You can withdraw your troops when you receive the news from my commander."

a few days later.

Wei Yuan stayed at Yanmen for the twenty-seventh day.

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

They stood here like mountains, watching helplessly as the enemy soldiers climbed up the city wall one after another.

Finally, right now.

Wei Yuan shouted the word 'kill'.

Hundreds of people rushed towards the Liao soldiers who had boarded the city in an instant.

There was a Yanmen guard with a gray beard. His arm holding a spear was cut off by the Liao soldiers, but he did not fall.

Instead, he used his other hand to pull out the dagger from his waist and plunged it into the neck of a Liao soldier, causing blood to gush out with a 'squeak' sound.

The Liao soldier looked at the old soldier with wide eyes. He didn't understand even before his death. He had lost an arm, but he could still fight!
"I've been guarding Yanmen since I was sixteen years old, and I've been guarding it for forty years. I haven't even asked for a wife in my life, and you guys just come when you ask. Do you really think that I'm old and can't hold a knife?" "

The old soldier gritted his teeth, and as soon as he finished speaking, his head was chopped off by a Liao soldier.

After guarding the city for several days, Wei Yuan's usual simple sword already had no less than thirty gaps.

The blade that was originally extremely sharp and could easily break through armor was now a bit difficult to even cut the neck.

The plain sword was not made by the military, but was forged by Wei Yuan from a blacksmith. It was longer than ordinary plain swords and was easy to use, so he did not want to change the sword in battle.

But at this moment, if I don't change, I'm afraid I won't be able to kill anyone.

During the chaos, he had to find a simple sword that seemed to be relatively perfect. At this moment, the blade of a Liao soldier had already struck Wei Yuan firmly on the back.

If the battalion commander hadn't had better armor, that sword would have been enough to kill him.

Hundreds of people held on for half an hour, and only a few dozen people were left.

They were back to back, stuck together.

Wei Yuan had almost countless wounds on his body, and his limbs and back were all bleeding. Even the hand holding the knife began to tremble.

Even a general like him, who was born with divine power, was like this, but imagine how difficult it must be for the rest of the soldiers.

As for Xu Changzhi, he almost didn't have the strength to stand up. He had lost too much blood and needed to rest urgently.

"In this life, I have always dreamed of entering the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun, but in the end, I didn't even get out of Yanmen."

Xu Changzhi vomited blood and said something vaguely.

Wei Yuan didn't reply. For him, any more words would be a waste of effort.

"Commander of the Guard, General Xu, brothers Pao Ze, I... I'm so hurt, take the first step!"

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

He was hacked to death with random knives.

The injuries on his body were too serious. He really couldn't bear the pain from the injuries. It was better to die in the charge first.

Wei Yuan was worried.
"Wei has been in this world for more than ten years. It is a blessing to be able to kill the enemy happily with you brothers and die generously! See you in the next life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Yuan also killed him directly.

Xu Changzhi took a deep breath, used his remaining strength to stand upright, and said, "Kill!"

The rest of them all recited the word 'kill' silently.

The seriously injured bodies were moving together, as fast as the wind, as fast as fire, thunder and lightning could not destroy it, what could the world do!
Since ancient times, in this land of China, there has never been a shortage of generous sacrifices for the dead in times of crisis!
Just now.

The large tent of the Liao army.

Yeluyi first received news from his brother that he wanted to withdraw his troops.

But now, Yanmen is about to be captured, how can he withdraw?
"Slaughter Yanmen first, and then talk about withdrawing the troops!"

Yeluyi just made a decision.

Scouts came to report that Zhou Jun was found on the hills in the distance.

Hear the sound.

Yeluyi frowned and said, "Reinforcements coming to rescue Yanmen?"

Thinking of this, he felt indignant that 50,000 soldiers attacked Yanmen with only 3,000 guards, but it took so long.

If this spreads out, how will future generations write about themselves?
However, now that the matter has come to this, what can he do?
finally.

"Withdraw your troops."

Yeluyi said these words first, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

On top of Yanmenguan City.

Wei Yuan and others, who were already prepared to die, suddenly heard the enemy's retreat horn.

Immediately afterwards, the Liao soldiers who had scaled the city wall and those who had not yet scaled the city withdrew.

Wei Yuan and others had been fighting bloody battles for several days. They had lost their energy and energy, their eyes were dull, and they did not quite understand the current situation.

But the only thing that was certain was that they were saved.

Suddenly, a group of Zhou troops entered the city.

"Is it reinforcements?"

Wei Yuan was covered in blood and murmured in his heart.

In no time.

The British Duke Zhang Fu, who came galloping from Huanzhou, was deeply moved when he saw the corpses piled on top of the city.

Then, he saw Wei Yuan and only a few people left, and quickly rushed forward.

When Wei Yuan saw that it was Zhang Fu, his exhausted body finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell heavily on the corpse.

Zhang Fu quickly squatted down and held his bloody palm tightly.

Wei Yuan said feebly: "Finally we managed to hold on..."

Zhang Fu was moved and held his palm firmly.
"Yuan'er, you are a hero and the greatest contributor to this battle!"

"Now, don't say anything and have a good rest!"

After a pause, he looked at the soldiers who followed him and said loudly:
"Healer! Where is the healer?!"

"Help, help!"

(End of this chapter)