The earthen jar filled with oil roared past the Semen Cart and landed among the crowd.
The torch flew by, and dark flames rose into the sky.
There was endless wailing from behind the gate-carrying carriage.
The oil was so powerful and the flames were so powerful that the Zhou soldiers did not dare to force their way in. They retreated twenty steps under Yao Neibin's command.
Temporarily out of the attack range of the golden juice and boiling oil on the tower, he hid himself behind the wooden curtain cart.
The wooden curtain cart effectively blocked most of the arrows and crossbows. Only a few unlucky ones were struck by arrows and fell to the ground. However, the soldiers quickly used shields to cover them, and the injured were rescued to the rear.
Yao Neibin kept watching the fire in the gap.
He knew that as soon as the fire was extinguished, there would be a new plug car to fill it immediately, and he could not wait until the oil burned out...
After the fire became a little smaller, Yao Neibin decisively gave the order and shouted: "Brothers who are not afraid of death, charge forward with me!"
He took a spear from his subordinates and rushed forward.
The spear was held against the burning plug-and-knife cart.
The door jammer is very heavy and difficult to push by one person.
But soon one after another, long spears were thrust at the Semen knife cart, and more than ten people worked together to push the knife cart away.
The fire has not stopped at this moment.
Jie Li shouted loudly from the tower, "Press up, press up, don't let the enemy enter the city."
He shouted hoarse, but the guards in Jizhou City looked at the blazing fire in front of them and cursed in their hearts.
What's the difference between letting them go up there and sending them to death?
If five days ago, when their morale and fighting spirit were extremely high, they might have had the courage to do so.
But now one by one has stopped moving forward...
However, Yao Neibin rushed into the city riding on the flames. He completely ignored the fire burning on his short crotch robe, holding a horse-killing sword in both hands, and rushed towards the Jizhou City defenders who were avoiding the fire.
This Yao Chong was already ferocious and had flames on his body, which frightened the soldiers who had no strong will to fight and turned around and ran away.
Yao Neibin took the lead, and other soldiers jumped into the fire one by one.
They were brave and fearless and actually put out the fire by force.
Yao Neibin wanted to charge, but the bodyguards beside him grabbed him, tore off his crotchless robe, extinguished the fire, and then let him go.
Yao Neibin didn't care about the coldness of his thighs, and howled up to the tower.
Seeing that Yao Neibin was unstoppable, Jie Li knew that except for his personal guards, no one else could resist him, so he personally led his soldiers to block the steps.
Yao Neibin was at the forefront, and Xie Li also took the lead.
The two of them bumped into each other as soon as they met.
Xie Li looked majestic, holding the iron rod in his hand as a hood.
Yao Neibin was not to be outdone. Even if he was attacked from below, he would not take advantage of him and still faced him head-on without fear.
when!
The giant horse-slaying sword collided with the iron rod.
If he were twenty years younger, Jie Li might not lose to Yao Neibin.
Now in his sixties, how can he be the opponent of Yao Neibin in his prime?
Jie Li couldn't bear the force of the counterattack, and all the weapons in his hands flew away. He took a few steps back and bumped into the soldiers behind him.
However, Yao Neibin stabilized his figure immediately and continued to slash with both hands, knocking down the Jieli soldiers on the left and right to the ground.
Yao Neibin led the soldiers and forcibly climbed onto the tower.
Xie Li's soldiers wanted to pull Xie Li to retreat.
However, Jie Li stubbornly pushed away the soldier, grabbed his scimitar, and rushed towards Yao Neibin desperately.
On the battlefield, there is no one old or weak.
Yao Neibin once again used his strength to defeat Shi Hui and knocked back Xiexieli with one sword. He stepped forward to catch up with his sword and struck Xiexieli on the chest, not giving the opponent a chance to breathe.
Jie Li's armor was of such excellent quality that Yao Neibin's horse-killing broad sword could not break through it.
But that powerful force still penetrated the armor and cracked the loose ribs.
His ribs pierced his internal organs and he died on the spot.
On his deathbed, Xie Li had only one thought in his mind: "Your Majesty, Xie Li is here with you."
His Majesty naturally refers to Yelu Deguang.
At this moment, the Zhou soldiers who attacked the tower had an absolute advantage.
The defenders, whose morale was originally low, faced the ferocious Zhou soldiers. They either knelt down and begged for surrender, or abandoned their helmets and armor and ran home to hide.
Luo Youdu watched from a distance and watched as a Dazhou soldier threw the Khitan wolf flag planted at the top of the city to the bottom of the city, and then replaced it with the Dazhou flag.
The moment the Great Zhou flag with yellow edges and black characters on a red background was placed on the tower, Luo Youdu smiled with satisfaction.
At this moment, the hometown of Yanyou completely surrendered.
"Quick, someone is coming. Pass this good news to the capital as soon as possible, and then say that the land of Yan has entered the Zhou Dynasty."
Luo Youdu was not in a hurry to enter the city, but ordered Liu Fu, Kang Zaiyu, and Kang Baoyi to assist Yao Neibin in controlling Jizhou City, and Pan Mei was responsible for the security of Jizhou City.
He emphasized: "Jizhou is the hometown of my Han family, and the people in the city are also the people of our Han family. We must not persecute or bully, and those who disobey orders will be severely punished. If there are unfilial people who do not want to recognize their ancestors and return to their clan, they will regard thieves as their fathers."
You intend to cause trouble, but there is no need to be polite."
"Mr. Song, I leave this culture and education to you. You are a local scholar, so you naturally know the importance of passing on knowledge."
"The hometown of Yanyou has been occupied by the Khitan for many years. The cultural and educational ideas it received must have been tampered with, and there will be things that smear our Central Plains."
"I temporarily entrust you with the responsibility for the culture and education of the five states of You, Ji, Tan, Zhuo, and Shun. Use your influence to turn over all false books and burn them, and grant me the orthodox Chinese literature."
"I will list you as a doctor in the Ministry of Rites. Once Youyan's literature and education are settled, you can go to Beijing to report on your duties."
Song Xiong was so excited that he bowed deeply and said, "I will obey my orders and will never let you down."
Luo Youdu returned to his headquarters and wrote a letter to Guo Rong in person, stating that he had lived up to expectations and captured all of Yanyou's hometown, and asked the court to arrange for the governor of Jizhou to take office. He also applied to lead his troops back to the division.
Watching the messenger soldiers leave, Luo Youdu knew what this return to the army would mean.
He didn't know what the future would be like, but Zhao Kuangyin's nail must be removed.
The news that Luo Youdu captured Jizhou spread from north to south, all the way to the capital Bianjing.
There was an uproar throughout Bianjing, and cheers and cheers abounded.
There was endless cheering in the streets...
But when this news reached the ears of the brothers Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Kuangyi, they couldn't help but panic.
Han Tong, with the assistance of Shi Zhanghui, the deputy commander of the Infantry Division of the Imperial Guards, took control of most of the infantry forces of the Infantry Division of the Imperial Guards.
Although Zhang Lingduo also won over a group of people from the Guards and Military Department with his support, compared with Han Tong, they were somewhat dwarfed.
At this time, Luo Youdu returned to Beijing with the miraculous achievement of regaining the territory. How could he, the "number one" in the military, still sit still?
What troubled Zhao Kuangyin the most was Shi Shouxin, his once best friend and brother. When he got the news that Luo Youdu's victory was imminent, he cheered for joy, invited a group of people to drink, and sent the invitations to the door.
Looking at Shi Shouxin's invitation to invite him to drink, Zhao Kuangyin asked a question: If one day he and Luo Youdu were in the same situation, who would he help?