The battle for the city gate of Chuzhou Prefecture became fierce. Groups of soldiers descending from the city rushed to the city gate and knocked on the city gate with their iron shields. Often they were shot dead by the defenders on the city tower within a few hits.
As time went by, more and more corpses of surrendered soldiers were piled up in front of the city gate, and blood flowed as thick as thick pulp and dyed the large area of loess in front of the city gate red.
Jin Wushu smiled coldly and let the cavalry ride on the corpses of the surrendered troops and shoot at the defenders at the top of the city. The heavy crossbow arrows were dismantled and resettled outside the inner city, breaking through the gates of the Song army. Zhao Li was worried about both ends.
He was afraid that the soldiers at the top of the city would be shot and killed by the Jin and would be too heavy to compete with the Jin. He was also worried that the city gate would be blocked and the Jin would break in. The dilemma left him physically and mentally broken...
"Canopy... canopy..." The crossbow arrows of the Jin people attacked the city gate one after another, making a dull and loud noise. The stone stacked half a man high behind the city gate was shaken and could not stop beating. The defenders of the Song Dynasty let the people under the city
The cavalry was unable to fight back. Zhao Li knew that this was not because the defenders were not fighting tooth and nail, but because the Jin people's offensive was too powerful and the gap between the enemy and ourselves was too great. If he wanted to hold on and wait for reinforcements to arrive, the only way for the soldiers under the city to come as soon as possible was to
They blocked the city gate. Anxiety! Sadness! Anger suddenly pushed Zhao Li into an abyss where he could not see the way forward...
Fang Zichou braved the danger of losing his life at the foot of the city, and ordered his soldiers to hold up shields and block arrows for the people who were struggling to dig out and transport stones. Just outside the city gate just a few feet away from him, the Jin man's sword could already be inserted into the crack of the door.
, they were hacking at the iron bolts on the city gate. They had already dug a big hole in the loess under the city gate. There were also brave surrender soldiers who just wanted to get under the city gate through the hole, but before they could get their heads in,
As soon as they entered, they hit the big stone behind the city gate. No one would be able to get in. The Jiangjun army was looking forward to the crossbow bolts to smash the city gate and then rush in...
The outside of the city was filled with the arrogant shouts and curses of the Jin people. When it was almost dusk, Jin Wushu secretly became worried when he saw that the city gate could not be breached for a long time. He drew his sword and shouted: "Keep the crossbow arrows attacking the city gate. Let the infantry board the city for me.
We must destroy Zhao Li today!" The Jin cavalry covered the infantry carrying the ladder and fired at the city head. Zhao Li's defenders heard the sound of the wooden ladder building up the city wall and knew that the moment of life and death was decided.
In front of them, the soldiers threw almost all the remaining cans of kerosene in their arms at the bottom of the city, and the Jin troops who ascended the city were forced back by the fire.
"Woo... Wu..." The Jin suddenly blew the retreat horn, and the Jin army under the city began to retreat. Outside the city was full of burning kerosene, and billowing black smoke rose from the corpses of the Jin's soldiers, which was pungent.
The scorched smell made people feel sick. Zhao Li raised his head and looked outside the city to see Jin Wushu and Wanyanchang kneeling on one leg to receive an order from a group of Jin officials who were coming from the dust. The Jin officials were wearing
They were wearing a strange yellow robe and a pointed hat on their heads. The faces of Jin Wushu and Wan Yanchang were filled with unconcealable ecstasy. The happier they laughed, the more Zhao Li felt his heart sinking...
After listening to the imperial edict from the Jin officials, Jin Wushu and Wan Yanchang excitedly shouted some jingling Jin language to the Jin generals who were kneeling on the ground. The generals were all ecstatic after hearing this. The Jin people were all crazy.
They shouted the same words as if they were confused. Zhao Li couldn't understand Jin's language and didn't know what was going on. But Zhao Li understood that it was definitely not a good thing for the Song Dynasty to make Jin Wushu happy and order the retreat.
While guessing, the ragged soldier Kong Renyi sat down on the ground slumped...
"Taiyuan...has been lost...the Jin army...has captured Taiyuan...Marshal Han is trapped..." Kong Renyi muttered to himself indifferently.
Zhao Li jumped up violently, grabbed Kong Renyi's shirt and said, "What did you say? Say it again!"
Zhao Li opened all the wounds on his body because of his excitement, and blood gushed out again. Kong Renyi lowered his head and said feebly: "What the Jin people are shouting now is... Taiyuan has been lost... Han Shizhong is trapped by the Jin people...
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He immediately put Kong Renyi aside and drew his sword and shouted: "You are talking nonsense, how could coach Han Shizhong be defeated by the Jin people? You are talking nonsense... It is you talking nonsense, you... you dare to disturb the morale of the army... I will kill you...
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Kong Renyi smiled bitterly and said: "We have been captured by the Jin people for more than half a year, and we can understand most of the Jin language. General, if you don't believe it, you can ask the Jiangjun who were captured with me. They should also be able to understand it.
These two sentences mean that it is better to die in the hands of a general than to die in the hands of a golden man. General, take action..."
The surrendered troops behind Kong Renyi knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "General, please calm down. What Kong Renyi said... is indeed correct. What the Jin people in the city are shouting now is... Taiyuan has been occupied by Marshal Han..."
"Stop talking about it! This is a treacherous plot of the Jin people. If you spread the word, I will definitely kill you! Marshal Han has been victorious against the Jin people for so long. This is a treacherous plot of the Jin people! This is a Jin people's conspiracy.
People's scheming!" Zhao Li still couldn't figure out how Marshal Han Shizhong, Marshal Zhang Jun, and General Yue Fei, with their strong soldiers and horses, could have lost Taiyuan, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack. But looking back, he thought that Jin Wushu had already occupied all the territory.
If you have the upper hand, there is absolutely no need to use scheming to deceive people...
"Boom, bang, bang!" Zhao Li's whole body seemed to have been hit by a heavy punch. The long sword fell from his hand and fell to the ground, and he fell limply...
"General Fang is not good, General, he has fainted!" A soldier from the top of the city shouted to Fang Zichou.
Fang Zichou hurriedly rushed to the top of the city to help Zhao Li up, pinching him for a long time before he woke him up. Zhao Li, who had never been defeated by a Jin man, and had never succumbed to pain, now burst into tears.
After Fang Zichou found out what was going on, he was heartbroken and too sad to say anything. Fang Zichou frowned and consoled him: "General, don't be sad, victory or defeat is a common thing for military strategists. Marshal Han has been enlisted in the army since he was eighteen years old. He is brave and brave.
He is good at fighting and has a strategic mind. The Western Route Army of the Jin people was personally conquered by Jin Taizu Wanyan Min and supported by famous generals such as Wanyan Zonghan. The strength of the Jin people's army should not be underestimated. Marshal Han can be labeled as the commander. I think this is Marshal Han's
It's not a bad idea to lure the enemy. Think about it, General, it's just the Jin people who are spreading the word now. None of us know what the war will be like now."
Zhao Li sighed and said: "In the past, Marshal Han beheaded the generals and captured the pass to defeat the Xixia army. He was the one who put down the La Uprising in the south of the Yangtze River. Hearing what you said, Shaobing, I feel very relieved. As long as we
If the Jin people hold Chuzhou Prefecture, they will not dare to go south in a big way."
The soldiers at the top of the city suddenly shouted: "General, some Jin men are coming over." Zhao Li wiped away his tears and jumped up. When he stood at the top of the city, he saw Jin Wushu and Wan Yanchang leading those few men.
The Jin officials walked towards the city.
There is still a wanton smile on Jin Wushu's face. This is no wonder Jin Wushu. Just half a year ago, Jin Wushu led 100,000 troops south to invade the Song Dynasty, but Han Shizhong and his wife Liang Hongyu defeated Jinshan with 8,000 people. This
It is the famous classic battle of Liang Hongyu beating drums and fighting at Jinshan. Jin Wushu fled back to Yanjing in panic and became the laughing stock of the Jin Kingdom. It was also a mark of shame that Jin Wushu could never erase.
I just heard that the West Route Army had a great victory and had trapped Han Shizhong. I was so happy that Jin Wushu ordered the troops to retreat.
Jin Wushu stopped a hundred steps away from the inner city of Chuzhou Prefecture, looked at Zhao Li, laughed and said in fluent Chinese: "Zhao Li, my son, I want to take your head today. I guess your fortune is good, why don't you be happy?
Open the city gate wide. Wait until when!"
Wan Yanchang laughed loudly and said in blunt Chinese: "Zhao Li...I can tell you...as long as you open the city gate...we may still be able to give you a way out...don't you...don't drink the toast?"
The fine wine, the Song Dynasty will be over sooner or later... I advise you to leave a way out for yourself... Can the soldiers in your city stop the army of the Jin Kingdom!"
Kong Renyi cursed angrily: "Your Jin general Bo Lieji said the same thing to our Qingzhou Prefecture that day, but you burned, killed, looted and did all kinds of bad things in Qingzhou. The general must not open the city gate. The Jin people's words cannot be trusted!"
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Zhao Li said proudly: "Eating the emperor's salary is a matter of loyalty to the emperor. I, Zhao Li, will not open the city to meet the enemy, so you should give up that intention!"
"Ouch...Zhao Li, you are such a fool. Do you think that your small Chuzhou Prefecture...can turn the tide? We, Daikin, have already occupied...Taiyuan, your coach...are all surrounded by us.
Trapped. Hahaha...hahaha..." Wan Yanchang laughed without any scruples.
Zhao Li clenched his fists and said angrily: "You are just scaremongering, the court has not announced yet. Don't get too complacent too early. Marshal Han Wen Tao will kill you golden dogs soon. Sooner or later, the Song Dynasty will take back the lost territory."
, you will always be driven out of the Central Plains by us!"
Wan Yanchang smiled even more arrogantly: "Hahaha... Hahaha... Zhao Li, let me tell you... one more thing. Your censor back then... the censor Zhongcheng Qin Hui was one of ours, five or six years ago
It was Wanyan Zonghan who spared his life. It was me who sent Qin Hui and his wife Wang back to the Song Dynasty!"
Zhao Li felt his chest suffocate. He only knew that Qin Hui bought his life from the Jin people and fled back to Lin'an. He deceived Emperor Gaozong with his sweet words and made him prime minister. Wanyan Zonghan is now the commander-in-chief of the Jin people's West Route Army. No wonder Marshal Han will
Defeated by the Jin... Zhao Li was filled with all kinds of sadness in his heart. If this treacherous traitor and traitor seeking glory were not eliminated, the Song Dynasty would surely be destroyed in his hands.
Jin Wushu continued: "Zhao Li, kid, don't you understand? Shandong was captured by our army, so the Song Dynasty didn't send a single soldier? Zhao Gou didn't even know that because he was living and drinking all day long, hahaha
..., your civil and military officials of the Song Dynasty are busy on the Western Front right now. Zhao Li, do you still think they will come to rescue you? Your flying pigeon message is now lying in the fireplace of Prime Minister Qin, hahaha
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When Zhao Li listened to Jin Wushu's words, his face turned livid with anger. It turned out that Shandong was captured because Qin Hui impeached the documents submitted. Suddenly, Zhao Li felt like a small boat isolated in the stormy waves, unable to see.
He didn't know the future of the Song Dynasty either. Zhao Li's heart was bleeding, and he held back the tears of grief and anger and shouted loudly: "Golden dog, listen, as long as I, Zhao Li, are not dead, I will not let Chuzhou
The palace fell into their hands. The emperor was deceived by the treacherous officials. He will know the truth one day. You just wait to be annihilated by the Song Dynasty..."
Jin Wushu smiled arrogantly and said: "Okay, Zhao Li, I want to see whether your bones are stronger or the crossbow arrows are stronger! Come on, the whole army attacks! Use the Song Dynasty's weapons to mediate the great wizard who came from afar.
Drink with your heart."
The official behind Jin Wushu whispered a few words in Wan Yanchang's ear. Wan Yanchang was stunned for a while, laughed and said in Jin language: "Jin Wushu, the great wizard said that there is so much resentment here.
He will be of great use! The imperial decree asks you to take your troops back to Yanjing, and you should not ask any more questions about Chuzhou Prefecture." Wan Yanchang smiled grimly at Zhao Li, making Jin Wushu shudder...