The Yan army outside the city was slowly retreating, and the ladder was destroyed. Although the corpses were piled up at the city gate and the city gate was bumped into unevenness, there was no sign of being knocked open. Originally, Lejian wanted to wait for the good news of Wu Da, but what he got was the news of Wu Da's death in the battle. There was no need to continue this siege.

The Yan army on the top of the city saw the retreating army outside the city, and their faces were pale. They knew that they and others had been abandoned. They could only hold a group to keep warm. When they disperse, they could only kill all of them in one breath and gather together. At least they had friends around them, which made them feel a little comforted.

At this time, the Yan army on the top of the city was divided into several stocks, dozens of people in one stock, and there could be about two hundred people. However, more people were surrounded by them, and rows of archers' cold arrows were facing these Yan army, which scared the Yan army so much that they could only squeeze into their partners around them, but they did not dare to act in any way.

Hundreds of archers were lined up, and with the order of Mochen, these more than 200 Yan troops would meet their dead partners. In addition to the bandit suppression army, a bunch of young and strong people, including the soldiers guarding the city, had their eyes red and glared at these Yan troops angrily. If it weren't for the bandit suppression army blocking the front, they would have rushed forward and smashed the alive Yan troops into pieces.

"Kill them~"

"Kill them, kill all these damn Yan soldiers~"

The young and strong people outside the bandit suppression army kept roaring and colliding, but the bandit suppression army was unmoved and just quietly confronted the Yan army.

The Yan army on the city wall did not dare to act rashly. The cold arrows were only a few meters away from them, and the dense arrow feathers were full of arrows. They did not doubt the accuracy of these archers. At such a close distance, even blind people could shoot them as long as the direction was correct, let alone soldiers who had experienced many battles!

Mochen saw that the battle was settled, and the Yan army's follow-up troops could no longer climb to the top of the city, so he finally defended the city again.

Mochen breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing more than 200 Yan troops still surrounded by the top of the city, Mochen had a little bold idea in his mind. If these two hundred Yan troops could be used by him, the problem of his battalion being short of staff could be solved. You must know that these are still alive until now under the siege of the city, and his skills must be good.

Mochen walked directly to the Yan army, and the young and strong men made way for Mochen to walk over.

"Brother, what should I do? Should I kill all these Yan soldiers?" Fat Tiger ran over excitedly when he saw Mochen coming.

Mochen shook his head and said, "Let's talk about it later, let them put down their weapons and surrender and not kill them."

After hearing this, Fat Tiger ran to the day before yesterday. No matter how many Yan soldiers killed these Yan soldiers, he only knew that he would do what the elder brother told him, and shouted: "My elder brother said that those who surrendered should not be killed, those who do not want to die should put down their weapons, and those who resist to the end should be killed."

"I'm gonna make us surrender? Go dreaming!" A Yan soldier spat and cursed.

Fat Tiger was furious. Where did someone make a fuss about what his elder brother told him? Is there really a life-threatening thing? This is not only a contempt for him, but also an infringement of his elder brother's majesty. How can he tolerate it? What's more, his elder brother is standing by and watching. If everyone thinks that he can't even do such a small thing well, how disappointed the elder brother is! He suddenly has anger.

"Looking for death~" Fat Tiger was furious, swung his battle axe and stepped forward a few steps, and directly slashed at the Yan army soldier.

The Yan army soldier should not be an ordinary soldier, at least an officer, and there was no trace of fear on his face.

"Hmph~ The little Zhao army soldier dares to fight like me, so I will take you to bury you." The Yan army shouted loudly and held a knife to face the fat tiger.

The fat tiger had a ferocious face, and the giant tiger slashed directly at the Yan army. The next moment, the Yan army had been beheaded by the fat tiger, and the long sword in its hand was cut into two pieces. One person's head was unbelievable and fell to the ground. The headless corpse fell straight to the ground, and the blood kept spraying wildly.

"Who else~" Fat Tiger glared at the group of Yan soldiers, his eyes were round, and the battle axe in his hand was holding a giant axe.

The Yan soldiers around them glared at each other, but no one dared to stand up again.
Chapter completed!