Chapter 582: Destroy the city and destroy the country
After the East City was captured, the Song army began to attack downwards using the city tower as a stronghold.
The Cochin people tried their best to step forward, but were pinned down at the stairs and unable to come up.
At this time, Li Yanghuan's shortcomings in forcing young and strong civilians to defend the city were revealed. These people and horses were crowded in disorder, making the city tower more difficult to attack.
The Song army used the rolling stones and wood piled by the Jiaozhi people at the top of the city to give them a good lesson in guarding the city wall. In the end, even the corpses of the Jiaozhi people became weapons for the Song soldiers.
The divine arm crossbows on the earth mountain accurately eliminated the remaining Jiaozhi soldiers, and gunpowder began to be laid under the city to blow up the city wall.
Yang Lin nodded secretly. The professional ones were different. When commanding, it was like completing a craft.
However, just by using the strong to attack the weak, there will be such a convenient situation. If it were in the Youyun area, the situation would change rapidly, and I am afraid it would be much more tragic.
He already knew in his mind that the Seven Buddhas on this side were suitable for commanding large-scale corps in battles, especially for fighting this kind of advantageous battle.
You can minimize losses and complete various tasks efficiently with the minimum cost.
The fierce battle in the north still needs to be fought by people like Han Shizhong and Zongze.
It has been almost two years since Yang Lin came to Dali to try out the New Deal in the strategy for Jiaozhi.
But the foreign people on the top of the mountain didn't know that. They only knew that the Song Army's thunderous attack took only ten days from the moment they took action to the moment they captured Thang Long City.
The bull roaring barbarians came because their king and the king of the Zhenla people had known each other for a long time. They looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.
The Li Dynasty was the well-deserved overlord in this area, but it was destroyed so easily, and it only lasted ten days.
If the Song army turns towards its own country... it won't be able to hold out for three days.
The two men turned their heads in tacit agreement. Many of the soldiers behind them looked blankly.
The Song Dynasty's attack on a city was as simple as drinking water. They attacked Shenglong City...
Shenglong City can be said to be a huge city in a small country with a radius of around 100 meters. In comparison, those of our own are nothing more than earthen cities with some walls.
At the same time, the main force of the Li Dynasty in the city finally rushed over under the leadership of Li Yanghuan himself.
The outside of the east city was completely exposed to the Song army. The roar of explosives was heard, and a gap had been blown out of the city gate.
Fang Qifu carefully observed the size of the gap through the telescope, waved his hand and said: "The left army charges the city."
As the trumpet sounded, the new army from the Beijing camp, which had been preparing for the attack, abandoned their horses, formed an infantry formation, and began to advance.
With thick black smoke billowing and a pungent smell, the army rushed into Thang Long City like a torrent.
After entering the city, they immediately dispersed to facilitate the entry of subsequent troops and to avoid being blocked by the Cochin people.
Facing the Beijing camp's new army, which was armed to the teeth, the Jiaozhi soldiers suddenly felt like they had no way to start. They couldn't understand the language and listened to the cries from the opposite side. The new army moved up and down like a sophisticated machine.
Relying on the inertia of the body, he performs daily drills, draws his gun and swings his knife, killing the enemies in front of him.
A Jiaozhi soldier, holding a knife in both hands and holding his chest out, was in a dilemma.
The Cochin man in front suddenly shouted, and the people slowed down. The soldier also hurriedly slowed down, but the crowd behind him immediately pushed him to the ground. After being thrown down, he was like a dog whose tail was stepped on.
He screamed the same and struggled to get up. He knew very well that these armored monsters who were as tall as demons in front of him would trample him into a pulp. They couldn't understand the language, and they couldn't even surrender.
After struggling for a few times, he finally got up, but there was another person pressing on him. Soon, the spear was delivered. After the last burst of heartache, the soldier fell straight to the ground. Even so, the body was
Seven or eight more holes were poked in it.
All the popping sounds were the sound of swords and guns piercing flesh, and some Jiaozhi soldiers were even stabbed four or five times by different people. The Song army behind them had unknown bottles and jars in their hands, and they were throwing them around.
Then a raging fire was ignited, accompanied by thick smoke.
There was blood flowing on the ground and blood mist flying in the air, which was simply more terrifying than a chaotic slaughterhouse. The nearby houses had been set on fire, and many soldiers who had hid in the houses ran out of the thick smoke, with holes all over their bodies.
, or be chopped beyond recognition by the sword and shield hand.
Hua Rong was at the front of the team. He was exhausted from exhaustion, but his arms were still waving mechanically.
The blood and fighting on the battlefield are the best stimulants, causing their bodies to burst out with unprecedented energy.
After a big battle, it may take seven or eight days of rest to recover, along with enough food and nutrition.
Flags with Song characters and Yang characters were waving one after another, the city gate was completely pushed open, and the Wuman soldiers also killed themselves from the wall.
The Cochin people were unable to resist this onslaught, and their capital city was captured quickly.
"Kill, kill them all!" There were many soldiers from Guangdong and Guangxi in the Song army, and they had a blood feud with these Jiaozhi barbarians, which was no less hatred than the Western army had against the Xia thieves.
You know, after the establishment of the Li Dynasty, it became a habit to invade the Song Dynasty on the border. Every time, they slaughtered villages and plundered women and children as slaves.
Liu Qi was riding a war horse, with a spear in his hand stabbing left and right. He heard someone beside him shouting: "Kill, kill them all."
Liu Qi looked up and saw cavalrymen one by one, carrying big flags and shouting. But what was ridiculous was that on their flags, there were written in Chinese characters "Those who surrender will not be killed", "No women will be raped" and "Don't rob them".
money goods"...
The banners were held jointly by two people, and the two lines of characters were in Chinese and Jiaozhi, which made people confused.
These flag bearers were shouting at the top of their lungs to encourage the soldiers to kill, but they were holding such a big flag.
The Song army killed people and set fires at the same time, forcing everyone in the city's mansions and courtyards into the streets.
The influx of Wuman soldiers has begun to flow into various streets. The hatred between Dali and Jiaozhi has been going on for a long time.
Although the Li Dynasty was not a big place, it attacked Dali several times and won every time.
Then they would send people to Bianliang to show off their power, and surrender dozens of captured war horses to show off their force. This little Jiaozhi could be said to have enemies on all sides, and was very arrogant. They went around Dong'an and northwest to bully them in turn, and they got
Fortunately, the kings and civil servants of the Song Dynasty have good tempers and can tolerate the thief.
In Thang Long City, due to climate reasons, there are many trees, and most of the buildings are made of wood. The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and few houses can survive.
Li Yanghuan cut down several fleeing soldiers. Looking at the scene in front of him, his heart had already collapsed.
The majestic king burst into tears and began to howl, which made the morale of the Cochin soldiers even lower.
The men hugged the useless emperor and fled back to the palace in a hurry.
"Even if I burn down the palace, I won't leave it to the Song people! I will never give it to the Song people. You all will fight to the death for me. We will fight to the death together... Wuwuwu, fight to the death."
The words were good, but at this moment Li Yanghuan's expression, tone, and limp legs made the soldiers present despair.
If you are so bold, can you stop shouting like a shrew with tears and runny nose?
Yang Lin did not choose to enter the city at this time. He turned around, glanced at the Fan people on the top of the mountain, and said with a smile: "The city is about to be destroyed, and I feel a little bored. I will go back to wash my face and wake up."
The personal guards surrounded him and left the mountain. He didn't want to enter the city for a while because he could imagine the scene inside.
Yang Lin had no intention of stopping it. War is just like this. Wanting to completely avoid cruelty is just like wanting to prevent the soldiers under his command from being killed or injured. It is a complete joke unless a peace is achieved.
If you don't kill people, people will kill you, especially in Jiaozhi...
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After one night, the shouts of killing in the city finally gradually disappeared, and the dawn sun failed to break through the dark clouds.
The rain fell in patter, extinguishing many small fires, but more places were still burning.
Occasionally there would be a sound of a wall collapsing, the water mist was mixed with a burning smell and a disgusting fishy smell, and the lifeless atmosphere was filled with a strong aura of murder.
A flag with the word "Yang" written on it appeared from under the city tower, and then a line of guards in brocade robes and red coats marched neatly through the blood and corpses. The sound of neat infantry footsteps and the intensive sound of iron hooves resounded.
Messages were posted on the walls everywhere, simply saying not to kill indiscriminately, not to rob, or to continue setting fires.
Yang Lin looked sideways slightly and saw a Wuman soldier kicking the corpse beside the wall. Just as he was about to paste the message in his hand on the wall, there was a slight sound under his feet.
The soldier with the slogan "Better kill indiscriminately" in his hand pulled out his knife, stabbed the corpse a few times, and then used his bloody hand to stick the slogan on it. It was soon soaked by the rain, and the slogan suddenly became
It was a bloody mess, and not a word could be seen anymore.
Yang Lin came directly to the entrance of the palace. There were personal guards who put a raincoat on him, and several people held a canopy. Fang Qifu cupped his fists and said, "Young Master, are you still trying to persuade me to surrender?"
Yang Lin shook his head and said: "Just fight."
Suddenly, the door slowly opened, and there was a loud shout at the door: "The king of the Song Dynasty punished the people and overthrew the stupid king, eradicated the tyranny, and the people of Jiaozhi are blessed!"
The surrounding guards all had their swords drawn, and some had their bows fully drawn. As long as Yang Lin gave an order, or if anyone inside the door made any move, they would be shot into pieces immediately.
At the door, a group of people slowly came out. Yang Lin tilted his head and saw that they were a group of officials and military generals, kneeling on the ground, raising their hands above their heads, and slowly came out.
The leader, an older man, held a skull above his head, and someone behind him held a seal.
"The Song army is here, Jiaozhi has been saved, and the Li Dynasty has been saved. We are willing to welcome back Queen Lanying and return to the Song Dynasty." The man kowtowed and shouted.
Yang Lin took a breath and felt his teeth were a bit sore. He waved his hand to a young general behind him, put his knife into its sheath, clamped the horse's belly, and pulled the reins forward.
Fang Qifu frowned and thought, then said: "Let all the soldiers and horses inside come out, throw down their weapons outside the door, and kneel on both sides of the road."
An official got up in a hurry and returned to the palace. After a while, groups of people came out of the city gate. The weapons were thrown under the city, making a clear sound of metal collision, and soon there were a lot of them.
Yang Lin waved and motioned for him to come over. The leader, who was holding Li Yanghuan's head, stood up and took off his robe under the scolding of the young general to avoid hiding weapons, and trotted away.
Arriving in front of Yang Lin, this Li Dynasty official with a goatee, regardless of his nakedness, knelt under the horse with a flattering smile on his face: "I have seen the general of the Song Dynasty!"
"What's your name and what's your official position?" Yang Lin lowered his head and asked.
"The guilty minister, Li Chao's inspector, Sikong Shaozai, Zhang Boyu."
Yang Lin's face darkened, and everyone around him also looked strange.
Zhang Boyu didn't know it, but he kowtowed and said: "With the arrival of the King of the Song Dynasty, we Li Dynasty people can finally get rid of the tyrant's rule. The guilty ministers have paid their respects to the common people and kowtowed to the general."
This guy really did it, there was a banging sound, and his forehead was all purple and blue. The dirt on the ground was splashed, and the horse under Yang Lin's crotch kept scratching its hooves.
Yang Lin coughed lightly, jumped off the horse, helped Zhang Boyu up, took off the cloak behind him, and wrapped it around him.
With a smile on his face, he said: "Zhang Shaozai, please get up quickly. I, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, personally signed the title of the leader of the Li Dynasty. The Song Dynasty and Li Dynasty are divided between you and me. When I see it today, I see that you are the mainstay of the Li Dynasty. I will rebuild the Li Dynasty."
It all depends on you to ensure that the people can live and work in peace and contentment."
After speaking, he patted Zhang Boyu's shoulder affectionately. With this pat, half of his bones softened.
Yang Lin smiled kindly and raised Li Yanghuan's head with Zhang Boyu, and the soldiers of the Song Dynasty suddenly cheered.
The more he looked at Zhang Boyu, the more he found it pleasing to his eyes. This weakling was born to be a puppet to help him smooth Jiaozhi. He was definitely not an ordinary person at this time of year, leading a large group of Jiaozhi officials to behead the emperor and surrender.
This guy lives in Jiaozhi. He is probably a powerful minister from a wealthy family and a real local snake.
Zhang Boyu felt Yang Lin's gaze, but he just stood there with a smile, not daring to look secretly.
"I was also a young prime minister in the Song Dynasty. I always cared about the people, was upright and upright, and was a good official in the Li Dynasty. Queen Lanying is a woman after all, and she has been feeling unwell recently. Why don't you serve as the Li Dynasty official?
Your Majesty, I will take charge of the Li Dynasty for the time being, and I will calm down the people and restore order."
Yang Lin sighed and said: "When I came, I saw Li Yanghuan's rebel soldiers burning and killing people in the city, and everything was devastated. My heart... oh, it hurts."
Zhang Boyu was overjoyed. Not only did he save his life, but he also got a blessing in disguise?
He bowed his head and said: "So you are Yang Lin, Yang Shaozai. Your subordinates are in the Li Dynasty, and they are all very familiar with Yang Shaozai. I have always known you to be wise and powerful, and invincible. When I see you today, you are indeed a hero among thousands of people!"
As he spoke, he wiped away his tears and said, "As an important minister of the Celestial Empire, Yang Shaozai shows such care to us and other 'Yue people'. How can anyone not shed tears of gratitude?"
Under the watchful eyes of a group of people, the Song army slowly drove into the Li Chao palace, with cavalry guarding both sides of the road.
Yang Lin took Zhang Boyu and the surrendered ministers into this luxurious imperial city. The rain fell harder and harder. The soldiers of the Li Dynasty on the outskirts of the city watched their disappearing figures in the rain. There was silence between heaven and earth.