"What happened?" Some people looked up and looked outside the city.

Another person replied: "It sounded like a drum."

"No, that's the sound of Master Wang heading north."

"Master Wang?"

"Master Wang is here." An old man said with tears streaming down his face.

People who have not lived in occupied areas cannot understand their joy at this moment.

In the early days of the Song-Jin War, before the internal restructuring of the Jin Kingdom had begun, the Jurchen military aristocrats adopted an extremely barbaric method of control and conquered the Han region.

Since ancient times, wherever there is oppression, there is resistance.

"Master Wang is really here?"

"Master Wang is here!"

There were faint sounds in the distance, and those sounds were mixed with screams and fighting.

People's attention was immediately drawn to the scene, and they saw several Jin Army soldiers covered in blood running toward this side of the street in embarrassment. One of them had an arm cut off, and blood flowed all over the ground.

The crowd behind quickly gathered and became more and more numerous.

On weekdays, they are just busy civilians living a mediocre life.

Their demands are simple: to live and have food to eat.

But at this moment, every one of them is a warrior.

A thin man with thin clothes rushed to the front. In his hand was an ax used to chop wood, which he used to eat.

But it can be seen from his thin clothes and skinny face that he probably eats very little at each meal.

However, at this time, he was as fast as a cheetah, chasing the nearest Jin Army soldier and swinging the ax in his hand skillfully.

The Jin Army soldier fell to the ground, and the back of his helmet was dented. After a while, his brains flowed out of the helmet.

The crowd trampled over him.

People in the houses on the street couldn't help but poke their heads out.

"Master Wang is here! Kill the gold thief!" The shouts were like the rushing water of the Yellow River, quickly filling the streets.

The shopkeeper of a wine shop rushed to the back. The cook was stunned. The shopkeeper picked up two knives and said, "Let's go!"

The cook took the knife and came to the front. The guests all looked at him, and the cook shouted: "Let's go!"

The guests in the wine shop began to look for things one after another. Chairs, stools, and even cutting boards from the kitchen were taken out.

"Folks! What are you waiting for! Haven't we been oppressed enough by gold thieves?"

"We have no way out! They are going to kill us all!"

There were more and more people in the crowd, and those few Jin Army soldiers were quickly engulfed by the crowd.

Looking down from a high altitude, the people who rushed out quickly occupied every street, starting from the south of the city, and more people came out with weapons.

Today's Taiyuan City is quickly being overwhelmed by burning will.

"Report!" The people below hurriedly rushed into the unified army department, "Report! Shangguan, it's bad! The people in the city have rebelled!"

Wanyan Hu Jia suddenly stood up and said angrily: "Fart! How dare that fart citizen rebel!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the faint sound of the crowd could be heard outside.

"Quick! Send the order, mobilize all soldiers and horses, and kill without mercy!"

"Shangguan, the Song army is outside the city..."

"I didn't let you touch the men and horses on the tower! Hurry!"

"yes!"

"These bastards dare to rebel on my territory!" Wanyan Hujia was furious. He put on his armor and cursed angrily, "I thought I could support you when the Song army came! Today I went on a killing spree in the city.

You chop them all up and feed them to the dogs!”

Zhang Sizheng led his people to the west of the city quickly, with countless people behind them.

Suddenly, they saw groups of golden troops appearing at the corner in front of them.

They were wearing iron armor, holding bows and crossbows, and carrying swords on their waists. They were the elite troops of the Jin Army.

Zhang Sizheng said: "Wang Shen! You lead the people to the west of the city. You must let more people flow into the west of the city. Only then will we have a chance to besiege the area around the Chenghuang Temple!"

"Manager Zhang, I'll stay and you can take the others with you!"

"There's no time to fight, go quickly!" Zhang Sizheng pulled out the knife from his waist and said calmly, "This is my battlefield, and the west of the city belongs to you."

Wang Shen casually wiped the coagulated blood on his face with his hand and said, "Mr. Zhang, see you below!"

After saying that, he turned around and led the people into an alley.

Zhang Xiaochun, who was at the magistrate's office, received news of the riots in the city. He pretended to be shocked, but ordered someone to light a bunch of fireworks in the courtyard.

Fireworks soar into the sky in the cold winter and bloom like a flower representing hope.

Wu Jie laughed when he saw the fireworks, and he said lightly: "Who is willing to be the vanguard to attack the city?"

Guo Hao stood up and said: "The general is willing!"

"Okay, I'll give you three thousand people."

Small trebuchets were pushed up first, and iron artillery pieces were thrown to the top of Taiyuan City by the trebuchets, causing explosions.

After the trebuchets were used up, the Song Army's goose carriages and ladders were dispatched.

Li Heng, who joined the army, said: "Wu Tongzhi, attacking the city like this is probably in vain. Taiyuan City is strong..."

"I know."

"The lower officials don't understand. Since the commander knows, why should he let them die?"

Wu Jie said: "The soldiers and civilians in the city have already taken action, we have to share some of the burden for them, right?"

"Inside the city?" Li Heng was stunned for a moment.

"That's right, inside the city." After finishing speaking, Wu Jie summoned Zong Ying to come.

"Wu Tongzhi."

Wu Jie took out the map and said to Zong Ying: "Here and this area, can we dig out several ten-mile-long pits in two days?"

"Yes!" Zong Ying said, "Since the Military Academy in Tokyo developed this ordnance shovel, many things can be done in a short time."

Wu Jie smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I'll wait for your good news."

Zong Ying immediately led a group of people to a few miles east of the city.

"It's bad! Shangguan!" Another message came from the people below, "The Song army has begun to attack the city! The south gate needs support!"

Wanyan Hu Jia said angrily: "How many guards are there at the South City Gate?"

"A thousand people!"

"Whatever support a thousand people need, I can guard it all!"

"But the main force of the Song army is in the south of the city!"

"Recruit people from within the city!"

"Shangguan, there is a riot in the city now, and we can't mobilize people at all!"

Wanyan Hu Jia roared at the man: "Then let the people in the south of the city guard! If the turmoil is calmed down today, there will be no one left!"

After saying that, Wanyan Hujia led the personal guards out of the Tongjun Division.

At this time, Zhang Sizheng wiped the knife in his hand with his clothes, and rushed forward without saying anything else.

His men even rushed in front of him, and the crowd behind them followed them.

When the crowd rushed to be only more than 100 meters away from the Jin Army's military formation, the neatly arranged Jin Army began to launch crossbow attacks.

Suddenly, dense crossbow arrows were fired into the crowd.

The sharp arrows tore through the flesh and nailed into the bones and internal organs, splashing blood, and the rebels fell to the ground one by one.

But no one is afraid.

The crowds came one after another.

After the Jin army's first wave of crossbows was finished, the second wave immediately made up for it.
Chapter completed!