Warring States Call

Chapter 1835 Chapter 830 Six: Death of Yi Sun-shin
"Let go!" The three thousand crossbow carts under Peng Yue's command were lined up neatly, and the cold arrow tips shone coldly under the sunlight. Peng Yue gave an order, and the three thousand archers released the crossbow arrows in unison.

"Swish, swish, swish" the black crossbow shuttled through the rising fire on the battlefield, harvesting the lives of the enemy over and over again. The Vietnamese army began to retreat steadily under the oppression of the fire, strong crossbow, cold arrows, and tens of thousands of enemy troops. , This is no longer a battlefield, but a slaughterhouse, a slaughterhouse belonging to the Wu army. All the Vietnamese troops were hard to escape, and they were ruthlessly harvested.

"The whole army...!" Liu Yuan yelled angrily with a sword in his hand, and led his subordinates to break through the siege, but just three steps away, the sky was covered with cold arrows within a hundred steps around Liu Yuan, and now Liu Yuan could no longer get out, Liu Yuan He seemed to be panicking and thinking, looking for the shield around, his black pupils fluttered, but there was nothing around except the corpse.

"Get down..." Liu Yuanjing's rough palms were directly on Liu Yuan's shoulders, and he was directly pressed under him, using his body to catch the rain of arrows that filled the sky.

The black shadow of "Brother Jing" covered Liu Yuan's whole body, coupled with the strength of Liu Yuanjing's arms, Liu Yuan sat down on the ground, and the cold arrow pierced Liu Yuanjing's back, blood scattered and scattered on Liu Yuan's face , Liu Yuan's pupils shrank sharply, this was an unforgettable scene in his life.

Liu Yuanjing's vitality has no possibility of surviving under this rain of arrows. Liu Yuanjing's body is ruthlessly pressed on Liu Yuan's body, one lying on top of the other, time is frozen here, and Liu Yuanjing's life is passing by rapidly , muttering to himself: "Alive. Next."

Before Liu Yuanjing finished speaking, he lost his vitality. Liu Yuanhu's eyes were filled with cold tears, and he grabbed Liu Yuanjing's body tightly with both hands, crying bitterly: "Brother!"

"Kill!" The big knife in Yang Ye's hand was dripping with blood. It was only half a stick of incense, and thousands of people's lives had already been confessed here. Wu Jun's cold arrows seemed to be wild without money. And being late, there was blood all over the floor, and the smell of mixed blood made people sick, and the air smelled like burnt corpses.

Yang Ye and the others have been numb to killing, their rough palms can't even hold a knife, and their numb brains can't even ignore the disgusting smell. Li Sunshin's 5000 army has only 1 people left, and Yang Ye can't help it. At the cost of more than [-] people, this truly bloody battlefield is like a meat grinder.

Li Sunchen dragged his exhausted body to kneel on the ground, his eyes were dull, his gray beard was dyed blood red, his face was covered with blood, and there were two cold arrows stuck in his back. Li Sunchen suppressed the bitterness in his heart , the sword in the palm pointed forward tremblingly: "Where is Maiden Zhao?"

"General! Maiden Zhao has been captured alive." With the support of two soldiers, Li Xuancheng got down to Li Sunchen's side, and his whole body was about to collapse.

"Where's Zhang Shijie?" Li Shunchen covered his heart, he couldn't help asking without seeing Zhang Shijie.

"Dead!" Li Xuancheng sat down on the ground, panting heavily, his whole body was terrified, looked at Li Sunchen's unbelievable face, and continued: "I saw it with my own eyes, I was burned to death!"

"Attack" Li Sunchen was about to continue discussing countermeasures with Li Xuancheng, but the screams in front continued. When one person fell, it was like a massacre. Li Sunchen was already numb, closed his eyes slightly, and lowered his head: "I surrender!"

The last straw that crushed the camel's camel was finally crushed. Except for Liu Yuan who fought to the death and was killed by Yu Wencheng Yitong, Li Sunchen and Li Xuancheng surrendered.

In the dilapidated prefect's mansion, Yang Ye was wearing a blood-soaked armor, sitting in the commander-in-chief, listening to the battle report handpicked by Peng Yue: "4000 people died in the battle, and more than 3000 were captured. All of these are thanks to Li Sun-shin."

"This Li Shunchen" Yang Ye was very annoyed, he drank a bowl of water, moistened his throat, and immediately shouted angrily: "Send these two generals down!"

"promise"

After half a stick of incense, the two generals, Li Sunchen and Li Xuancheng, squeezed in, this hall they were very familiar with, this mansion that belonged to them.

"Two generals Li" Yang Ye dragged his tired body and snuggled up on the seat, as if he planned to lean more comfortably.

"We...are willing to surrender." Without thinking too much, Li Sunshin burst out, how resolutely he resisted on the battlefield, and how thoroughly he surrendered now.

Compared with Li Shunchen at both ends of the first mouse, Li Xuancheng is much more determined. Li Xuancheng has closed his eyes, he has given up struggling, years of fighting have made him numb, desolate, miserable, death, greedy, selfish He has seen too many things, deceit, and loyalty, and he is already tired.

"Surrender!" Yang Ye was a little shocked. He thought that Li Sunchen would beg him to die. After all, he overestimated Li Sunchen. Yang Ye moved his position, and the wooden chair made a creaking sound. Looking at Li Sunchen, he stared indifferently at Li Xuancheng who had kept his eyes closed all the time, rubbed his sore arm, and subconsciously asked, "Boy, what about you?"

However, what was waiting for Yang Ye was An Jing, and Li Xuancheng didn't even have the will to answer. Han Zhuang, who was standing on the left, stepped forward angrily, and shouted angrily, "Why are you so arrogant, are you looking for death?"

"Come on! Drag Li Sun-chen out and kill him!" Yang Ye waved his hand without hesitation, the look of disgust in his eyes became more and more dignified.

"Wait! Why?" Li Sunshin thought that he would survive, even if he lived in shame, but the result of waiting surprised him.

"The old man has already given you a chance, but because of your stupidity, tens of thousands of my soldiers died in Yuhang, so go to hell and let you go! How can I be worthy of the spirits of these tens of thousands of soldiers! Drag them out! Cut them off! "Yang Ye was too lazy to talk to him, and waved his hand suddenly, the irritability in his eyes flourished.

"Forgive me! Forgive me!" Li Sunchen's voice seemed to be his last cry. Han Zhuang directly dragged Li Sunchen out, and then heard a scream from outside. Li Sunchen's head fell to the ground. Yang Ye looked at Li Xuancheng who said nothing. He sighed and said, "Escort Yuhang, and wait for the king's order."

Those who wanted to live did not, and those who did not want to live managed to stay. Yang Ye glanced at the sky, only a few stars were shining in the dark, Yang Ye stood up with difficulty, his face tired: "The whole army Rest for three days, and after three days, send troops to attack Kuaiji."

"No..." Peng Yue responded, looking forward with tiger eyes, a big battle was inevitable.

Happy Dragon Boat Festival, I wish you all your wishes come true, safe and smooth.

(End of this chapter)