In Jingzhou City, the Jurchens are urgently repairing the city wall.
When Jieyuan withdrew his troops, he destroyed the city walls and gates. The Jurchens were focused on attacking Tanzhou and did not make preparations to defend Jingzhou, so they were never repaired.
Now that I am surrounded here, I only think of building a wall, but it is too late.
Layers of soldiers and horses surrounded Zong Han in the city, leaving no room for escape.
Longshan is cut off, so as long as the Jurchens outside the Great Wall cannot attack, this Dajin vanguard, which underestimates the enemy and rushes in, will inevitably lose its entire army here.
On the high hill of Yanshan Mountain to the south outside the city, several generals stopped on horseback under the shade of the trees. Han Shizhong put down his telescope and turned around and said: "Wanyan Zonghan, that thief, relied on his good background in the Kingdom of Jin to achieve great success and average abilities.
He was the vanguard when we went south the second time, and this time we will definitely kill him in Youyan, Yixue has committed three unprovoked vengeances on the border."
"General, I would like to congratulate Han Shuai in advance for this great achievement!" Qu Duan said, cupping his fists.
Han Shizhong was also a little proud. It was he who suggested retreating to lure the enemy this time. As soon as Zong Han passed Longshan, he immediately thought of surrounding him in Youyan.
And against all opinions, he gave up Jingzhou and asked him to pursue Tanzhou.
God knows why Wanyan Zonghan was so arrogant. Perhaps when he was conquering the Liao Dynasty, he gave the Jurchens too much confidence, making them look at the Song soldiers as if they were nothing.
Perhaps in their eyes, the Song Dynasty could persist until now because of the Great Wall and the high walls of state capitals. Field battles were not their combined enemy.
Now I have given the Jin people a head-on blow and taught them that the so-called weak people of the Song Dynasty are already old people.
"Han Shuai, please give the order. All the troops are already in place. It will be a long night with many dreams. It is better to kill Zong Han as soon as possible."
Han Shizhong chuckled lightly, and just as he was about to speak, a soldier quickly came over and said with clasped fists: "Hanshuai, there is news from the south that Yang Shaozai has landed at Tianjin Port and is now on his way to Yanzhou."
"The young master is here?" Han Shizhong's eyes lit up and he said: "The order is given to start attacking the city. I will take Zong Han to see the young master. Let him know that there is no mistake in promoting me, Han Shizhong. What orders does the young master have?
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"Back to Han Shuai, Shao Zai said that you should let go of your hands and feet. As long as you can kill the enemy, don't be afraid of destroying the state capital city. At worst, it will be rebuilt in the future. The best way to deal with the Jurchens is to kill their population. You can exchange one house for another.
Tatar, it’s worth it too.”
Han Shizhong looked up to the sky and laughed, holding a riding whip in one hand and pinching his waist with the other: "Fighting with Shaozai is a fucking pleasure. Send the order and start attacking the city according to the original plan."
At the command, the golden drums sounded and the horns sounded loudly. The catapults, iron cannons, poisonous smoke and gunpowder, and rockets that had been prepared long ago were all fired into Jingzhou City.
The small Jingzhou has long been a military state with no common people in it.
This round of smoky volleys lasted for two hours. The golden soldiers who were waiting on the tower were in tears and some even twitched and fell to the ground.
The rest were also covering their mouths and noses and cursing.
They attacked countless cities and faced off against the Song army for so long at the Great Wall. The Jurchens were the ones attacking and the Song Dynasty was defending.
At that time, the Jin people were extremely eager to exchange. Now that they have actually exchanged, they realize that the Song people's siege is different from their own siege.
So far, no one from the Song Dynasty has been seen in the city. If the field battle was defeated because of the small number of people, in terms of the city's offense and defense, the Song Dynasty and the Jurchens were not opponents of the same level at all.
Wanyan Zonghan in the city was hiding from the messy throwing objects in the big tent.
At this time, there were bursts of exclamations from outside, and Zong Han was furious and cursed: "Send the order, anyone who disrupts the morale of our army for no reason will be killed on the spot."
A soldier from outside came in and said loudly: "It's not good, the Song Dynasty dug up the Hu River and wanted to flood Jingzhou."
Zong Han twisted his eyebrows and sighed. He had only been guarding for less than half a day, and he already knew very well that he couldn't guard it.
Not to mention holding on until the main army passes through the Great Wall, even whether they can hold on through tonight is a question.
In the big tent under the city wall, the sound of running water in the distance can be heard, very fast.
Zong Han made a quick decision and said: "Gather all the troops immediately to break out!"
If you stay in this city any longer, you will definitely die, but there may be a chance to fight to the death.
Originally it would have been best to flee to the north, but the Hushui River was dug up and there was a vast ocean to the north.
As a last resort, he could only flee to Yanshan Mountain, hoping to break out of the siege and return to the Great Wall.
The city gate opened wide, and the Jurchens rushed out from the south. Countless soldiers and horses surrounded Zong Han, just to save his life.
Han Shizhong happened to be commanding from a high hilltop. At a glance, he knew that the Jurchens were about to escape.
He cursed and turned his horse's head, saying loudly: "Give me the order to go down and pursue the enemy troops in the south. Wan Yan Zonghan quit his teaching and left!"
Wanyan Zonghan's status among the Jurchens was very high, far beyond that of someone like Xi Yin.
If Zong Han could be killed, his morale would be greatly boosted and the Jurchens' arrogance would be dealt a heavy blow.
Wanyan Zonghan, as the most advocating general of the Jin Kingdom to go south, was the vanguard of three attacks on the Song Dynasty. The significance of killing this man is far beyond simply annihilating the Jurchen vanguard.
The Jurchen cavalry formed a charging formation. The leading team no longer cared about the horses that they usually loved as much as their lives. They blindfolded the horses and kept beating them with all their strength, just to hit them with speed to open a hole. They no longer cared about their own.
Life or death, he used his flesh and blood to clear the way for Zong Han.
The charge of heavy cavalry into battle is the most spectacular war scene of this era, and the torrent of armor is unstoppable.
To the south is Yanshan, and no one would have thought that the Jurchens would break out from here. It seemed to everyone that the Jurchens would flee north even if they escaped.
It's a pity that Zong Han had no choice but to dig up the Hushui River, so he did it wrongly.
The water everywhere made it difficult for the Song army in other places to support them, and the pressure in the south suddenly increased.
Han Shizhong raised his spear and rode the horse, pulled the reins of the horse, and got a strong Jurchen horse under his crotch. He stood up tall with a long neigh. He personally went to the front of the formation and directed the crowd to surround it.
Even on the Nancheng side, there were twice as many soldiers of the Song Army as there were soldiers of the Jin Army. Everyone was shouting, "Hunt Yan Zonghan and leave!"
The Jurchen knights kept falling off their horses, but the surviving ones still charged with all their might. At this time, they had no time to fight and only cared about creating a path for Zong Han to escape.
Zong Han and his soldiers lay on the horse's neck and put their hands around the horse's neck to reduce the chance of being shot to death.
These Jurchens were really good at riding. They attacked back and forth, and after several twists and turns, several loopholes gradually appeared in the Song army's formation.
The fighter plane disappeared in an instant, and Zong Han's soldiers led him straight to the gap.
Countless soldiers of the Song Dynasty chased after them, riding and shooting, constantly killing and wounding the Jurchen Tatars.
"This time, none of them will survive!" Qu Duan said, while riding his horse to kill.
Zong Han ran wildly and saw that he had entered the jungle of Yanshan Mountain, and a glimmer of hope suddenly arose in his heart.
As long as you don't die, hide here and wait for the Jurchen army to attack the Great Wall. In the deep mountains, is there anyone who knows more about how to survive than the Jurchens? How can the Han people find us Jurchens?
Only then did he have time to look around and saw that there were only a dozen soldiers left, and all of them were wounded.
You don't need to think about it to know that this time they brought 30,000 elite Jurchen soldiers and 50,000 vassal troops, all of which were already dead.
Zong Han felt extremely uncomfortable. Even if he returned with his life, he was destined to be far away from the center of the Jin Kingdom.
"Kill the horse and let's go on foot!"
More than a dozen people, supporting each other, had already lost half of their strength.
I didn't feel it when I was struggling just now, but now that I can't move my legs when I get off the horse, it's excruciating pain if I move even a little bit.
They killed the war horses, threw them aside, and wiped the blood from their bodies. Zong Han looked coldly at the three seriously injured people on the ground. They could no longer walk.
The three people raised their eyes and felt a surge of despair. One of them said: "Zong Han, if you escape back to Daijin, remember to look at my family."
Zong Han nodded, and the three of them wiped their necks and committed suicide.
The remaining soldiers put away their scimitars, tucked them into their waists, and led Zong Han toward the mountains.
"First find a place with water, fill the water bag, and wash away the blood."
At this time, the sky gradually darkened. They took off all their armor and were still on a trail in the distance, then turned back.
The Jurchens are natural hunters, and fishing and hunting are in their hearts. They soon found a small river.
Several people went to the river to wash away the smell of blood to avoid being tracked by the scent.
Suddenly, his feet stumbled, and the two soldiers at the front were all tied up by ropes at their ankles and hung upside down on the tree.
Zong Han was shocked. He and the remaining six soldiers drew their swords and looked around cautiously.
A few chopped bamboos made a sound in the air and flew toward them. Two soldiers, one behind the other, protected Zong Han. Both of them were stabbed like hedgehogs and died immediately.
Ropes were thrown out one after another and rocks were thrown down. The exhausted golden soldier, who had taken off his armor, used his body to block.
At this time, several people walked out of the river, their bodies covered with leaves.
"Second Master, they are all Tatars!"
The people in Hongjiazhai who were waiting for his brother slowly walked out. Hong Tianding took advantage of the last sunset and saw that it was indeed the Tatar with the money rat tail.
He led his men forward. As soon as he got close, a Tatar soldier who was tied with a rope suddenly broke out and broke the rope. He held two bamboo poles in his hand and killed three people in Hongjiazhai.
Hong Tianding saw the opportunity and hit him on the back of the head with a stone. The sturdy Tatar staggered a few times and fell to the ground with eyes wide open. A young man from Hongjiazhai threw himself on the middle-aged man who had just died and howled incessantly.
"Dad...Dad? Ah! He killed my father, and I want to kill these bird tartars!"
Hong Tianding grabbed him. After this time, he no longer dared to let his men get close. Who knows if another one will break out.
He grabbed the young man, using one hand to defend himself, and said: "These bird Tatars, who are so desperate to protect this man, must be a noble person among the Jurchens. They will tie him up and beat the others to death."
The people from Hongjiazhai picked up stones and threw them one by one on the tied Jurchen soldiers. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and they could no longer identify the human beings. Then they all came closer together.
Zong Han was so heartbroken that he closed his eyes and was bound. He didn't know the identity of these people, but he just thought that the Song army had been ambushing here for a long time, waiting for him to fall into a trap.
After being captured, of course it would be better to die, but it would be difficult to die at this time.
Zong Han simply said nothing. After Hong Tianding was tied up, he kicked him and asked: "Do you know Hongjiazhai? Did you Tatars come in from Hongjiazhai?"
"Second Master, this is a Tatar. I don't understand what you are talking about."
Hong Tianding thought about it for a while. Only a few nobles among the Tatars could speak Chinese. However, most of the Jurchen Tatars could speak some Khitan.
Han'er from the Yan region lived under the rule of Daliao for a hundred years, and naturally he could also speak Khitan.
Hong Tianding was unwilling to give in and asked again in Khitan dialect.
"Know."
Everyone was stunned. Wanyan Zonghan actually spoke in Chinese. He wanted to die, and he had realized that these people might be the people of Hongjiazhai.
"I ordered the massacre of Hongjiazhai. Their village owner refused to surrender and was burned alive by my men."
As soon as these words came out, everyone felt as if they were struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.
Wanyan Zonghan burst out laughing, his laughter was ferocious and cruel, not like a prisoner at all.
Now that life and death are in someone else's hands, it seems like he is torturing these Han people and is extremely arrogant.
The men in Hongjiazhai beat their chests and stamped their feet, and several people came forward to kill this Jurchen Tatar.
Hong Tianding shouted angrily, rebuked his men, and said: "Even if what you said is true, you are just asking for death by telling us like this. How can it be so easy? It is so easy! You want to die, right? I won't let you.
If you die, you are just afraid of being captured by the Song army, so I will take you to the Song army camp."
Wanyan Zonghan snorted coldly, feeling very disappointed and stopped talking.
Hong Tianding clenched his fists, quickened his pace and walked in the front, his tears already flowing uncontrollably.
He didn't dare to wipe his tears, he just raised his head and walked out of the mountain. After waiting for his brother for so long, he actually already had the answer in his heart.
But after today's confirmation, I was still extremely sad, and my whole body was filled with hatred, which I couldn't contain anymore.
Outside Yanshan, Han Shizhong simply camped here and sent a large army into the mountain to search.
He walked around the tent angrily, and no one dared to come forward to persuade him. The situation was foolproof, but he didn't expect that the water would flood Jingzhou, giving this guy the last chance.
A voice suddenly sounded outside the tent: "Han Shuai, Han Shuai, good news, Zong Han has been caught!"
Han Shizhong's eyes lit up in vain, he kicked off the stool and ran to the door in two steps, pressed the shoulder of the soldier who came to report the news, and said: "Straight bitch, where is Zong Han's dog Tatar?"
"Zong Han was captured by the righteous soldiers in the mountains and has been sent to the camp."
Han Shizhong breathed a sigh of relief. If Zong Han ran away, he would really become a big joke.
According to Yang Shaozai's temper, he had to go to the palace to serve others.
"Where did this righteous man come from? Take me there quickly and take a look at what Zong Han, a Tatar, looks like."
The surrounding Song army officers and soldiers all burst into laughter, their merits were complete, and the Jurchen vanguard was completely wiped out. No one could lose the credit this time.
When they came to the tent where Zong Han was imprisoned, they saw only a few people who looked like common people, all of them hanging their heads and crying.
Han Shizhong stepped forward and asked, "What is this?"
"This is the righteous man who captured Zong Han."
Han Shizhong pointed at Hong Tianding and asked: "That big man, you are also a man who chews nails and chews iron. It is a good thing to capture Zong Han. Why are you crying here?"
"General, we Han people in the Yan region, for a hundred years, we have seen this Tatar come to rob and that Tatar come to kill, Khitan, Jurchen, Shiwei... I just want to ask, when will the Han people be able to
When we attack the Great Wall, how can we not avenge the feud between our ancestors and the blood hatred between father and brother?"
Han Shizhong fell silent. He seemed to understand why these people were crying here.
He has seen the virtues of the Jurchen soldiers, and cruelty to living beings is commonplace.
Most of these people have already lost their families. He stepped forward and patted Hong Tianding on the shoulder, saying in a deep voice: "This day will come soon."
Hong Tianding's eyes widened and he asked: "Seriously?"
The surrounding generals saw that he was so rude and quickly scolded him.
Han Shizhong waved his hand and said: "Why are I coaxing you? Yang Shaozai once told me that after defeating the Jurchens, he would completely quell the border troubles. Then he would break out the Great Wall and repay the blood feud of these generations together. .”
With a pop, Hong Tianding knelt down and clasped his fists: "I am willing to be a small soldier in this army, following the general in front of the horse and behind the horse."
"What's wrong with this?" Han Shizhong took his arms, hugged him, and said: "Get up, you captured Zong Han, you are not a pawn in terms of merit. When I report to Shao Zai, you will be yours reward."