Chapter 614

The shouts of this guy almost made Wang Daguan laugh. It was special. Is this guy here to do a very serious job of persuading surrender or to make fun of him?

The Song soldiers next to them were not much better. The expressions of the two looked at this guy with a strange look. The look was really unbelievable. This guy looked more like an actor who should stay in the theater and play the role of a crying girl, rather than a general who should appear on the battlefield.

However, Wang Yang and others had not yet reacted, and an old but very anxious roar came from inside. "Daxi, don't be afraid, the Song people will definitely not hurt you, uncle is here."

"......I'm really a nephew, it's true that love is as strong as water and as deep as the sea." Wang Yang complained maliciously.

"Which Song general is outside, can you dare to meet someone?" At this time, the voice inside, which was obviously a little fragile, yelled loudly in unstandard Chinese.

"I am the northwestern army of the Song Dynasty." Zhe Keshi stepped forward a few steps and shouted loudly. The Zhong Family Army, the famous Zhe Family Army, is well-known in the northwest and northern borders. Zhe Keshi is the most famous general among the emerging generation of the Zhe family.

With Zhe Keshi's introduction, the messy sound in the prefecture government office disappeared without a trace. Ye Cibo couldn't help but take a deep breath and showed an expression that was like this. "So that's it, no wonder my Yanzhou defenders were defeated so quickly."

"Stop, it seems that my Ye Cibo should have lost his life here..."

Hearing the disheartened words of the governor Ye Ci, the official Wang, who was about to be cold-eyed, could not help but urge: "Governor Ye Ci, the two countries are fighting, each of them is loyal to their country to decide the victory or defeat. Now, Yanzhou has been in the hands of my Song Dynasty, and even your nephew has surrendered to my Song Dynasty, so why do you have the desire to die..."

"Uncle, don't die, okay? If you die, what should I do with my nephew?" Porudaxi was so anxious that he almost burst into tears again. Life with his uncle is happiness. Without his uncle, he was captured by the Song people. Could it be that his future will be so dark?

"You..." Ye Ci was so angry that he almost got angry. What is the art of negotiation? Do you understand? Why did he have such a stupid nephew?

"Come on, set up a ladder for me, and I will go up and talk to them." Ye Cibo shouted loudly to his subordinates beside him.

Soon, Ye Cibo, wearing armor, showed half of his body from the wall, and his eyes swept past the many Song soldiers. Of course, Wang Yang and Zhe Keshi were also indispensable, and finally their eyes fell on the body of Poru Daxi in a ragged dress.

"Uncle..." Seeing the familiar figure on the high wall of the government office, Daxi's eyes were moist.

"Uncle is here, don't worry, those Song people will not hurt you." As expected, the uncle and nephew have a deep affection. The governor of Yanzhou said first to comfort him.

Then Ye Cibo's eyes turned and fell on Zhe Keshi, who was as strong as iron. "This must be General Zhe from the northwest border army of Song Ting, right?"

"Yes, a family is Zhe Keshi, Ye Cibo. Now Yanzhou is owned by my Song Dynasty. The general has done his best. Why not let your subordinates put down their weapons? I don't want to hurt people's lives anymore. Last night to this morning, too much blood has been shed inside and outside Yanzhou City." Zhe Keshi held his fist at Ye Cibo and shouted loudly.

Ye Cibo turned around, looked at the hundreds of soldiers outside the mansion, looked at his nephew outside, closed his eyes and sighed. "Forget it, General Zhe, don't worry, I will let them all surrender to Song, but please ask General, how about you promise to save their lives?"

"Of course there is no problem with this. We will not be difficult for your nephew. Just stay or leave it alone." Zhe Keshi's eyes fell on Poru Daxi. Well... it would be better to let him continue to return to Dangxiang than to leave such a prisoner of war. Perhaps that would be more effective.

After all, the more people Dangxiang was afraid of death, the more they were happy to see it.

"Uncle, what do you want to do?" However, Porudaxi was a uncle and nephew who had a deep affection. He immediately found out from Ye Cibo's disheartened words and couldn't help but scream.

"I am over fifty years old and I am old. I have served my life for more than 30 years. Although I am not a loyal minister, I don't want to serve in other countries anymore..." When I talked about this, I was sad and pulled out the steel knife on my waist with tears in my eyes.

"No...ah?!" Porudasi immediately let out a sad cry, but the final tone suddenly rose.

Because a trembling crossbow arrow pierced through the wrist of the Yanzhou governor Ye Cibo, and the remaining momentum was still gone, he shot into his collarbone again.

Ye Cibo looked at the crossbow arrow in a confused look, as if he had breathed, and then he realized. "It hurts so much that I am..."

Then he staggered and saw several pairs of hands stretching out, and then he held the Yanzhou governor who almost fell down in the air.

"You, you, sir, why do you want to shoot my uncle..." Porudaxi turned his head and looked at Wang Yang who had just put down the Yuanyou crossbow with a look of fear.

"Aren't I just helping you?" Wang Yang glared at the idiot impatiently and shouted. "In order to prevent your uncle from committing suicide, he naturally had to do this. Shouldn't you be grateful to me?"

Zhe Keshi raised his hand and rubbed his face. He couldn't bear to see it anymore. He quickly kicked Porudaxi, who was about to cry again. "...Ahem, why did you let this guy get out of here? Everyone inside listened. Your governor has agreed to surrender to me, Dasong, why don't you open the door quickly!"

The Xixia soldiers inside were pushing the rocks blocking the door open. Soon, after the broken yamen was opened, Wang Yang and Zhe Keshi, surrounded by a group of Song army soldiers, walked into the government office full of Xixia soldiers who had put down their weapons and were dejected.

Ye Cibo, the governor of Yanzhou, was lying on a door panel and moaning constantly. His nephew was allowed to walk inside. Seeing his old uncle's neck and wrists covered with blood gauze, he couldn't help but feel sad again and pounced on him and burst into tears.

As a result, he accidentally pressed the wound of Shi Yeboci of Yanshuzhou, which made the Yanshu governor's eyes widen in an instant. "It hurts, bastard, don't let go..."

Seeing this scene, Wang Yang couldn't help but complain in a low voice. "It seems that the feeling brought by suicide and murder are indeed very different."
Chapter completed!