Sun Tu was stunned for a moment and quickly stepped forward and helped Dong Kuang up: "General Dong, why both of you and me have already become one, this is too much courtesy. Victory and defeat are common in military affairs, and we cannot be defeated tonight, so you don't have to blame yourself too much."

Dong Kuang smiled bitterly and stood up, but said, "General Sun, don't excuse me. Today, it was because of my Dong who was too arrogant and almost ruined the big thing. If General Sun hadn't been prepared for his army, I'm afraid that Zhuozhou City would have been lost, let alone invincible."

After pausing, he swept over the subordinates in front of him who had his head hanging down, and then clasped his fists and said, "After this battle, we are convinced by General Sun and dare not make any decisions. Next, Zhuozhou's defense will obey your command. You will be able to defend as much as you say we should prevent."

The subordinates hesitated for a moment and followed, "We mean the same thing, so please don't refuse!" After that, they also bent down together to show their sincerity.

Seeing this, Sun Tu's thoughts turned slightly and finally nodded, "Since you all trust me so much, I will do it. Of course, Zhuozhou is still the territory of your ever-victorious army. What should I do or decide by myself? At most, I just put forward some opinions and suggestions. The real commander is still the only general Dong!"

After hearing what he said, the expressions on the faces of these generals became even more relaxed. Although some people quickly said that General Sun was polite, they obviously felt relieved. After all, they are not considered soldiers of the Song Dynasty now, and they still have their own selfish intentions and cannot completely entrust their life and death to an outsider.

Such a result was an unexpected surprise for Sun Tu. At least he had the right to intervene in the military affairs in the city and even directly ordered it, which was much better than the embarrassing identity of being a guest or a master before. It can be said that this incident tonight really means a blessing to lose one's fortune.

Just as several people agreed, soldiers next to them pushed more than a dozen Liao army soldiers covered in blood to them. These people were the guys who had been able to break into the city gate and survived the dense rain of arrows in the Qingzhou army, including Bo Lulie, the commander of the Feiyan Cavalry.

Compared to others, Bo Lulie's injuries were obviously worse because his resistance just now was even more intense, and he even killed several people in one go. Fortunately, there were Wu Song and others on Sun Tu who were always on guard. When he saw that he had fallen and had combat power, he killed them at the same time. As a result, not only did he get seriously injured and vomit blood, but he has one of his arms cut off. At this moment, everyone is half-invisible.

Even with such a miserable appearance, Sun Tu still saw at a glance that this person's identity was far higher than others, so he immediately took him to a courtyard beside him for interrogation. A bucket of water poured on his head, instantly regaining his consciousness, but he was bound by a rope but could not even struggle.

"Tell me, who are you?" Sun Tu's question fell into Bo Lulie's ears, but this person did not react at all. It was not until Dong Kuang understood and went up to assert the translator himself that he snorted and said hard: "Since I, Bo Lulie, fell into your hands, I just want to die. I want me to betray the Great Liao and the Prince, that's a dream!"

"Bo Lulie..." The name made Dong Kuang react a little. After a little recollection, he said: "I have heard of you, are you from Bohai?"

“So what?”

"Since I am a survivor of Bohai, why do you devote yourself to the Khitans? Have you forgotten that the Bohai Kingdom was destroyed by the Khitans and suffered their exploitation and enslavement for a hundred years? I think my father Dong Xiaochou raised an army to raise an uproar and made a fortune in the Liao Kingdom! But what about you, as a member of the Bohai tribe, not only do you not want to avenge the people of our tribe, but also help the Khitans to do things. Do you deserve your ancestors?" Dong Kuang became more and more excited as he spoke. He even stepped forward and grabbed the other party's collar and scolded loudly.

No one expected such an accident. The others rushed forward and persuaded Dong Kuang away, otherwise they would be really worried that he would kill Bo Lulie. The latter was also a little stunned, and after a while, he said: "So what if I am a survivor of the Bohai Sea? I grew up in the Liao Dynasty since I was a child and have always followed King Xi's tent. He has to promote and teach him to achieve today. As for what Bohai State, what does it have to do with me?"

"You..." This sentence made Dong Kuang angry again, and he almost drew his sword to attack this guy who forgot his ancestors. Fortunately, Sun Tu stopped him in time and did not let Bolu Lie blood splatter on the spot: "Why do General Dong be angry about him because of this? Actually, I have seen a lot of things like this. If you want to forget his ancestors, who can compare with us Han people?"

"What do you mean?" Dong Kuang was indeed ignorant and asked casually.

"Can't you tell me that General Dong, you are in the Liao Kingdom? Most of the people in the southern part of the Great Liao are dominated by Han people, but in addition to your ever-victorious army, how many Han people have risen up to resist or fled south to our Song Dynasty?"

"This..." Dong Kuang sighed and shook his head, and some other generals showed strange expressions on their faces. Some of them were Han people, and they also did not have much sense of belonging to the Song Dynasty. In fact, this is the common situation of the Han people in Liao. For them, if they can survive, they will be able to survive. As for whether they are Han emperors or Khitan emperors, there is no difference at all.

"So, there are always people who will wishfully judge a person's position based on their bloodline, which is completely wrong. Whether it is Han people, Bohai people, or even Khitan people, for them, seeking profit and avoiding harm is the nature of human beings. As for whom they are from, it is not their standard of conduct. Don't be afraid of you to make jokes, I have seen the Han people in Liao and the Han people who are deeply resentful and hostile to my Song soldiers. If you really react like you, I am afraid that Sun Tu would have been angry a few years ago." Sun Tu said, and shook his head with another wry smile.

What he said was the real thing. When he came to the north with Tong Guan on an envoy, he had seen many Han people in Liao and the deep hostility towards their own families. He could not see the moving scene of "the remnants' tears were gone in the dust of the Hu, and they looked at the king's army in the south for another year" in some later poems. It was just a speculation made by the poet from the orthodox perspective of the Central Plains, and it was not the truth of history at all.

Perhaps only those foreigners who have been bullied and exploited and cannot survive will use this as an excuse to call on the tribesmen around them to raise an army to resist. But this is ultimately due to their own interests, not the national justice.

After this revelation, Dong Kuang's heart finally calmed down and he had no intention of attacking Bo Lulie anymore. He just said in a business manner: "What should this person do?"

Sun Tu smiled and took another step forward: "So, are you going to die than surrender?"

After listening to the translation, Bo Lulie stung his neck again and said, "Yes, don't waste your time. If you want to betray King Xi, that's a dream. Why don't you kill me quickly..."

"I want to die? It's not that cheap." Sun Tu smiled coldly: "I can see that your status is really not low, and I must know a lot of things. Since that's the case, I have to completely squeeze your value out before I can let you die. For example, the situation in the north of Liao Kingdom, and the deployment of the garrison troops in Youzhou..."

After understanding the meaning of Sun Tu's words and seeing the expression on his face again, Bolulie suddenly felt panic. This was a feeling that he had never had in any previous battle. But he still said stubbornly: "Don't think about it, even if he was tortured, I will not confess anything!"

"That's hard to say, I have a way to deal with people like you." Sun Tu was cold again, putting enough pressure on the other party, then turned around and looked at his subordinates and said, "Yin Ju, aren't you good at using torture? Serve him well, don't let him die, pry his mouth open as soon as possible."

"The last general obeys the order!" A Qingzhou general immediately responded with his fists.

As early as when Sun Tu cultivated the Qingzhou Army, he deliberately equipped all the troops that should have in later generations, such as Suifeng Cao, a scout camp that specializes in intelligence, and Shenjishi, a Shenjishi, who specializes in making firearms. The Confiscation Office where Yin Ju is located, is specially used to interrogate enemy prisoners. They are all cruel and ruthless and proficient in various torture techniques. Even if a piece of steel is made under their hands, they have to speak obediently and turn into soft fingers.

After feeling the evil aura emitted by these people, not only Bo Lulie, but also the generals of the Changsheng Army were in a panic. It was not until this time that they felt the other side of Sun Tu's kindness and ruthlessness towards the enemy.

Without any more entanglements on Bo Lulie, Sun Tu immediately left the yard with everyone, and then went back to rest. At this time, the sky was already shining, and there was not much time left for them to rest. After all, after dawn, a new round of offensive of the Liao army would begin again.

This is true. Although the Liao army's plan failed last night and the losses were quite large, after dawn, they cheered up their spirits again, boosted their morale, and launched a new round of offensive against Zhuozhou City.

But this time, the city defenders were much more skilled than yesterday when dealing with their attacks, and many of their siege weapons were burned down in yesterday's strong attacks, so after half a day's attack, there was almost no results, and the intensity was far from being compared with yesterday's battle. Their casualties were less than a thousand people, and they were not even as fierce as the battle to the city last night.

This made the morale of the Changsheng Army, which was originally a little depressed, finally increased again. Some people even felt that the Liao army had only one method, and Zhuozhou City was as stable as Mount Tai.
Chapter completed!