Chapter 477 Night Fight (Part 1)

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Yeruiannu is the one who bites the enemy's throat.

The sword he used was given to him by Brother Yeluliu back then, but when he cut many people, it suddenly broke, leaving him in a panic. After pushing down the twitching and struggling enemy, he knelt down behind the earth wall, put his hand into his throat and picked it twice, and then began to retching. But what he vomited was just acidic water and undigested grains.

It turned out that no human blood or flesh was swallowed. He stood up somewhat thankfully and wiped the blood from his face.

Someone gathered around and asked loudly: "Baihu, how are you?"

Yeluiannu pushed them away roughly and said sternly: "I'm fine! My knife is broken. Find a knife... or a gun, whatever!"

Although Yelu Annu is young, he is the highest-ranking Khitan in this village. He is the official worshiper of Liaohai Defense Envoy and guards hundreds of households under his tent. Moreover, he is also the nephew of Brother Yelvliu and a brave general under his command.

On that day, brother Yelvliu and Wanyan Chengyu's troops fought, and it was he who took the lead, charging across the Jin army and killing tens of thousands of enemy troops. However, he was injured while chasing Pu Xianwannu's troops on Huanglonggang and left the battlefield early, thus escaping the disaster.

Later, Brother Yelvliu died, and the Khitan regime collapsed. Some Khitans continued to rely on Mongolia according to their earlier habits, and some, like Yelu Annu, were really angry that Mu Huali ignored Yelu Liuge and instead took the opportunity to seize the Beijing Road, so they surrendered to Ding Haijun. .

Although they did not surrender for a long time, because the chief political officer of the Ding Navy, Yizai Chucai, was a Khitan, the lieutenant general did not regard the Khitans as their mortal enemies. Everyone received good treatment, including a village to stay in, land for cultivation, and better conditions.

After Yeruiannu recovered from his injury, he was quickly released from his status as a prisoner, and because of his merits in helping to select available young men, he was promoted to the position of one hundred households in the town. Just last month, Yi La Chucai personally wrote a letter to comfort the Khitan heroes in Liaodong and promised them a bright future. The person who received the letter was Yelu Annu.

Based on this letter, Yelu Annu's vision was even more different from that of ordinary Khitans. He had already considered that in the future, he might as well rely on moving Chu materials to try to open up another world for the Khitans in Shandong.

But despite all calculations, the Mongolian cavalry suddenly arrived and the Khitan people, who had only been used as laborers in the past two months, were once again forced into a killing field.

A young companion came over carrying an iron spear: "Hundred households, give it!"

After all, the Khitans had just surrendered, and the navy did not provide many weapons. Only officers had to have such an iron spear. I don’t know where I got this companion from the battlefield.

Yeruiannu thanked him and turned back to watch while holding the iron spear.

The people fighting on the inside of the earth wall could not bear the pressure from the attackers and began to retreat. But there was only a narrow place to step on the inside of the earth wall, and several people stepped down and rolled down like a gourd.

The people crowding behind saw the people in front falling backwards, and subconsciously reached out to support the people in front, holding down their calves and thighs.

As a result, some people who were about to dodge suddenly couldn't move. They could only watch helplessly as the attackers stabbed and slashed them with swords and spears, and were killed immediately. The blood on their bodies spattered and flowed to the people behind, and there were also broken pieces. Flesh, limbs and bones also fell down.

The fifth village of C is a big village, where many old and weak Khitan people live. Moreover, the earth walls on all sides of the village are one to two hundred paces and ten feet high. Ramps and wooden ladders were also set up behind the earthen wall to facilitate the coordination of the defenders. Therefore, at the beginning, they mustered up their courage and fought with the attackers in large numbers.

But at this time, more and more people were shocked by this tragic situation. A man standing on the earth wall suddenly lost his fighting spirit. He actually dropped his weapon, jumped off the earth wall, and tried to push away the crowd and escape.

Yelu Annu rushed forward, pushed the man to the ground, and then beat him with his fists.

After beating him several times, seeing bleeding from the mouth and nose, and several teeth flying out, Yeruiannu jumped up and shouted, "It's getting dark! You can stand it! Follow me, we can stand it!"

Yeruiannu has rich battlefield experience.

He knew that after dark, the Mongolians supervising the battle in the fields outside could not cover the entire battlefield with their pine torches. It would be easy for the war slaves to take advantage of the opportunity to escape. In other words, the intensity of the attackers would inevitably drop significantly. This is also a good opportunity for our own side to retreat.

Several companions shouted wildly, and the defenders standing on the wall also began to shout outside: "It's getting dark! When it gets dark, run away!"

After all, Yelu Annu was a well-known Khitan general, and his prestige was much higher than that of ordinary officers. At that moment, many people plucked up the courage, stepped on the blood, and rushed towards the earth wall.

As soon as he stood on the top of the wall, an enemy wearing leather armor jumped out from behind the earth wall. He also waved his sword and shouted wildly, as if calling his companions to attack this weak point.

Yelu Annu exerted all his strength, swung the iron spear around and stabbed hard, hitting the enemy in the chest. The tip of the spear penetrated the leather armor and emerged from the back. Yeruiannu raised his foot again and kicked him back. He casually pulled out the iron spear soaked in blood, turned around and went to the other side of the wall to support him.

The enemy who was shot in the chest staggered repeatedly. He still had strength in his feet and had not yet fallen to the ground. Unexpectedly, the young companion next to Yelu Anu suddenly let out a heartbreaking cry, dropped the short knife in his hand, and rushed forward to hug the enemy tightly.

"This is me, yeah! This is me, yeah!"

The Khitan people's "yeye" means father. I don’t know when the father and son got separated, but they met again on the battlefield by such a coincidence.

For a time, several people on the wall were stunned.

But at this moment, another Khitan war slave climbed onto the wall, and the father and son hugging each other happened to be in front of him. So he slashed wildly with his knife, cutting off the young companion's arm that was hugging his father, and then pushed the two of them against the wall.

The father and son hit the ground at the same time, making a muffled sound. Then someone used the father and son's bodies to step on them one after another, trying to climb up the earth wall. Soon, the bodies of the father and son were drowned by the waves of Khitan people coming from behind.

Yeruiannu cursed, brandished his iron spear and smashed it randomly, hitting several enemies who were reaching out to climb the earth wall until their faces were covered with blood and flesh, and they rolled down. He wanted to shout something to boost morale, but his chest was filled with qi and he couldn't make a sound.

A companion rushed from the side wall, covered in blood, and knelt down in front of him: "Hundred households, we can't hold on for long, we can't wait until dark, let's leave now! If we continue to kill like this, all of us will die." People!"

Yeruiannu wanted to scold him, but looked around and saw that everyone looked very depressed.

He raised his iron spear and wanted to say a few words to boost his morale, but suddenly he saw a flash of light in front of his eyes.

At this moment, he saw clearly that it was a needle-piercing arrow commonly used by the Mongols. It's a pity that the arrow missed so quickly. No matter how skilled he was, he couldn't dodge it in the flash of lightning.

The next moment, an extremely slender and sharp arrow pierced Yeruiannu's face. The arrow passed through the unobstructed area under the bridge of the nose, and then diagonally downward until it penetrated to the connection between the top of the neck and the skull. The arrow feathers trembled between Yeruiannu's eyes.

As soon as the arrow hit his head, Yeruiannu lost control of his hands and feet and stretched straight. This Khitan hero, who had faced tens of thousands of Jin troops and charged fiercely, suddenly fell to the ground like a piece of wood with blood vomiting from his mouth, and his whole body became motionless.

The companions who gathered around him screamed in unison, while the Khitan people in the village were all terrified.

A hundred steps away from Yelu Annu, Zhebie put away his long bow.

In front of him, several centurions who were riding horses to supervise the war slaves were waiting for orders. All of them were covered in blood, and they killed countless people who were too timid to move forward.

Zhebie said to a centurion: "Tell those Khitans that if we break the stronghold before dark, we will slaughter only this stronghold; if we cannot break the stronghold before dark, all the troops attacking the city will die today."

The centurion rode forward, shouting orders.

As orders were issued everywhere, the Khitan war slaves gathered around the stockade let out roars that were not like human voices. Everyone crowded and rushed towards the stockade.

"Tell everyone not to relax." Zhebie continued to tell the others: "I think it won't stop tonight."