Why are you so anxious? Sima Ji certainly has his own ideas. Silla is no longer a city-state, and nobility can be all concentrated in Jinshan City. Silla does not have only such a city, and there is no military force in other places. Although the children of these nobles may not dare to fight against the Jin army, what if there are two fools, this thing is not afraid of ten thousand, but it is afraid of something.

He Long thought it was relatively safe, and Sima Ji also felt that He Long's suggestions were acceptable, but he said, "If we just surround and do not attack, we are afraid that the Silla people will hold on for another ten days and a half months, and a large number of reinforcements will come to reinforce them. If we have to wait for their reinforcements to arrive continuously, then we will lose a great opportunity."

In this way, He Long felt that the words were reasonable and agreed, "Before we left, the King of Yan repeatedly emphasized to us that Jinshan City must be fought quickly and conquered as soon as possible. It will take too long for the unavailable period. Well, I am too conservative."

"You two must give me a quicker time. No matter whether it is the disadvantage of supply or the reasons, this battle has taken a lot of time. If you are willing to stay in the land of Sanhan in winter, then I will ask Jicheng to prepare winter clothes now. At most, one month, don't call the cold every morning and evening." Sima Ji looked at the two guards straight, his tone full of expectations.

The Jinshan City in September is the most comfortable season of the year. The fields outside the suburbs are filled with warm sunshine, with green grass and mountain flowers blooming. The hillside area outside the suburbs of Jinshan City, which was shouting for fighting not long ago, was extremely quiet and peaceful at this time.

As a general who has been fighting for many years, He Long certainly knew that this was the best time to fight. In another month, as Sima Ji said, the climate here will become another.

The King of Yan had always clearly divided his subordinates, otherwise he would not have allowed his two guards to lead the cavalry to attack Jinshan City. Now he is besieging the palace, but he is still handed over to the hands of his two confidants. Before the sky has completely darkened, the Jin army has lit torches to brightly illuminate the lights around the palace, and the Silla nobles in the palace are in a cold heart. This is obviously the rhythm of killing them all in one battle.

Before the battle began, invisible depression had already enveloped everyone's hearts. As long as you stretch your head and watch, you can see endless heads in the light of fire. When the war drum sounded, the archers of the Jin army began to shoot and suppress the palace. The rain of arrows came from all directions. At this moment, there was no safe place in the open space in the palace. Whether the Silla soldiers in the palace could survive depends entirely on luck.

The five thousand infantry brought by Zhang Da were the main attackers from the back of the palace, while the Jurchens led by Li Shan acted as the front of the palace... or the main attackers, both sides were the main attackers, and they took down the palace at one time. This was what Sima Ji was hoping for.

The Silla Palace is actually not big. The soldiers on both sides combined together, and this density almost makes people feel like they are in Bangladesh. There are only 3,000 people in Silla who stayed behind. Due to the huge gap in strength between the two sides, the Jin army quickly rushed into the inner courtyard of the palace from behind and fought with the Silla soldiers. Because the Jin army rushed from the backyard to the front yard, and then fought with Silla in the front yard. Therefore, Zhang Da, who was in front, took the opportunity to lead the soldiers and quickly entered the inner courtyard of the palace.

There is no military formation in the melee in the city, and there is no particular concern for the arrangement of troops. It is just a few moments when personal martial arts can be shown on the battlefield, and it is also the most fair moment. It does not exist in this case if there are fewer attacks on the crowd. People who fight on the street know that the principle of two fists cannot beat four hands.

At this time, whether it was the Silla nobles or the Silla soldiers, for the first time, everyone was equal in front of the butcher knife. There were corpses everywhere on the ground, and no one cared about the status of these corpses during their lifetime. The palace shouted and killed the sky, and the ghosts were burning. Under the numerous torches, everyone's hideous face before their death was clear.

In the palace hall, the Silla Prince was leading more than 100 Silla soldiers to retreat to the deep palace where the king and the princess lived, and fought against the soldiers of the Jin army who were besieging him. They were driven to the king's room and the meeting hall to wait for several rooms, and used spears and waist knives to fight desperately. Xi Jilin's face was covered with blood and no longer had the luxury of the prince. If the soldiers around him were not loyal, he would have died several times just now.

The Jin army surrounded the door, holding a torch and slapping cold arrows into the inside with bows and arrows. Then, they rushed into the house. Xijilin fought and left. In this way, the Jin army quickly occupied most of the inner palace rooms, and in the end there was only the last room in the council hall. At this time, Xijilin was left with more than thirty soldiers left by her side. When she was fighting and retreating, the others had been dismembered by the Jin army.

"Criminal, we escort you out!" The soldiers who have remained here must be loyal people. Even if they reach this point, they still do not forget to comfort Xi Jilin.

Xi Jilin shook his head and smiled bitterly. There was still blood on his arm. The place where he was shot just now is numb and can't even lift it up now. What else can I say? I can still rush out. These soldiers sometimes look quite naive!

But when Xi Jilin's eyes were warmed up with the eyes of these defeated generals, he said with a long sigh, "The Jin army will not let me go. You are all ordinary people. Let's go out and surrender now. Tell the other party that I want a decent result and will break it by myself, so they don't have to do it."

"Why did the prince say that? We will never do that." Even these Silla soldiers were exhausted, and were still very excited when they heard this. They all expressed that they wanted to fight to the end, even if they died here today.

"Okay!" Their words made Xi Jilin's heart turbulent, as if he would no longer be afraid of his fate. He said proudly, "We will fight together today, and we must definitely fight the Jin army to the end, so that it will be worthwhile to walk on the road of life."

At this time, more than 30 soldiers were crowded with not-so-large halls. They closed the door and prepared to fight the Jin army for the last desperate battle. Soon, the door of the room was pushed open by the Jin army soldiers. They saw a few torches outside the door, which shone brightly outside the door. When the light shone into the room, the rain of arrows hit, and a few Silla soldiers let out muffled groans and fell straight to the ground.

"You can't die like this!" Xijilin shouted to the soldiers, "We can't wait for death like this, rush out with me, and fight with them." The soldiers responded, "Fight with them!" So he led the soldiers and rushed out of the door.

However, as soon as they rushed to the door, the soldiers in front were knocked down by archers. The soldiers behind rushed out of the house without waiting for the Jin soldiers to shoot again, and fought with the Jin army in the narrow open space outside the house. However, the Silla soldiers were not only at a disadvantage in weapons, but also not as tall and mighty as the Jin army, and were surrounded by layers of layers, so they were soon cut down by the Jin army. In the end, only Xi Jilin and a few soldiers were left.

"Are you Xijilin?" At this moment, a man in armor asked in an inquiring tone behind the Jin soldiers.

"It's me, hiding behind a group of people and not daring to show up is what it is." Xi Jilin raised his head and shouted in the direction of the voice. He was already prepared in his heart. Once the other party showed up, he rushed over and fought to the death.

But unlike what he imagined, this person did not come out but suddenly disappeared. After a while, he spoke, "It's just a brave man. Whether I appear or not, you will die here today, so is it necessary?"

"Who are you?" Xijilin used his sword to touch the ground to support himself, and he had no strength to stand on his body.

"King Yan of the Great Jin, Sima Ji, the general of Zhendong!" Sima Ji's name suddenly turned into a fierce tone, "Kill..."

"Kill!" Countless Jin soldiers rushed over from all directions. Even if the overlord regenerates, they are unable to return to the sky. Xi Jilin obviously does not have the potential to explode the small universe. Ten seconds later, the Jin soldiers dispersed, and only a group of human-shaped objects remained on the ground. Silla's orthodox heirs have disappeared from now on.

The scattered battles in the Silla Palace have not yet ended. When the shouts of killing stopped, it was already an hour later. Even in this case, many Silla nobles still survived. Sima Ji could only say that it makes sense that it is better to die than to live. If it is like this, can you still choose to surrender?

Basically, the land of Sanhan should have been pacified. Sima Ji didn't know if the destruction of Silla could make Baekje put himself in his shoes and feel the sadness of the rabbit and the fox. Anyway, he thought the effect should be good.

"Men and women separate, men kill women and stay. The army will set off tomorrow morning and collect all the Silla land." Sima Ji turned around and left and walked, "I really want to write a memorial this time, and it's time to immigrate to the border."

Silla is currently in a stage between a city-state and a country. Otherwise, after the observation of the King of Yan, how could it be said that the Three Koreans should be in the form of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period in China? It will take a long time for Silla Baekje to enter the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period.

At this time, the capital of Silla, Jinshan City, of course, gathers most of the country's forces, and the same is true for the layout of troops. Therefore, the capital was conquered, which marked the demise of Silla, which was similar to the small country in the Spring and Autumn Period.

But this does not mean that Silla has only such a city. On the way to transform into a country, Silla has also developed some places one after another, but it is far from comparable to the country. The next day, Sima Ji gathered the selected Silla noble men and killed them all in front of the soldiers of the Jin army. It was considered that the army sent to see them off.
Chapter completed!