On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, the sky was getting dark. Taira Kiyomori, who had worked hard all day for the placement of the troops behind the imperial camp, and the other knights of the Red Heart Corps walked back to the camp in threes and threes in the snow.
After hesitating for a moment, perhaps he was remembering that Ren Baozhong was very old. Today, as a close minister of the emperor, he took the initiative to go to Dangxiang Auxiliary to inquire about the welfare, and tried to coordinate various matters. At the same time, he did not forget to encourage these people to live a good life as officials.
The family fought with loyalty, and the leaders of the party auxiliary troops, regardless of whether they had military positions or not, all regarded Ren Baozhong as their leader and respected him like a child. After that, Taira Kiyomori decided to visit his wounded compatriots again.
But since I wanted to visit him, and there were so many wounded people, I couldn't go there empty-handed if I wanted to imitate the people of Rensha in showing kindness. At the same time, he was in the army and his wealth was all in the public house in Tokyo.
Here, I don’t have much money.
However, although Ping Qingsheng was young, he had gained some knowledge and knowledge from Zhao Guan's family. How could he be so hard to catch? So he simply brought the Persian emerald given to him by the royal family that day in Xiangling.
After discussing with his colleagues, he put the stone in the hand of a wealthy officer and easily asked his colleagues to collect a lot of money and silk in his hand.
Not only did he have the hard currency in hand, Ping Qingmori went to Liu Yan and Ren Baozhong honestly, and explained the whole story in turn. His boss Liu Yan was honest and serious and had no intention of disobeying him, and Ren Baozhong also knew that Ping Qingmori was a man.
The foreign hostage needed by the emperor, how not to betray his face, even directly helped to issue logistical documents.
So, Taira Kiyomori took the documents and went to the logistics camp to find acquaintances. He bought a lot of medicinal materials, dried meat, and winter clothes at low prices. He also spent a few big bucks to ask a few civilians to help bring them in the car, and then went to see him.
Those wounded Japanese samurai.
Let’s talk about what experiences these remaining injured warriors had in Japan, and what experiences they had in the Song Dynasty? They were treated with kindness and respect from the moment they landed ashore, and a little bit of self-righteousness was also reflected in the battle a few days ago.
He was beaten to Xiliao in the middle, and now he has long put aside those strange thoughts, and for the moment he only has a fearful attitude.
And in this state, of course they were only grateful when Taira Kiyomori came to visit.
As for Yuan Weiyi, whose arm was hit by a bone, although he has always been jealous of Taira Kiyomori's father, there is no fundamental conflict between the two families at this time, and they still have to talk about friendship. What's more, they are in a foreign land at this time.
Taira Kiyomori was even more unsuspecting. He grabbed the other person with one hand and started talking to him privately in front of his bed in his tent.
From how many soldiers and horses there were in the Song Dynasty, to what kind of regulations the Jin Kingdom had, and the diplomatic relations of the surrounding countries, many questions accumulated along the way were thrown out... Yuan Weiyi had not asked others these questions, but his Chinese
After all, it was very reluctant and the information I got was perfunctory. This time, I finally got a real opportunity to communicate.
After a conversation, Yuan Weiyi learned that there were 400 military states in the Song Dynasty. At this time, there were 300 in hand. The actual number of soldiers for this campaign was 300,000, as well as countless auxiliary troops and protective troops. At the same time, the annual income was tens of millions.
Naturally, I was stunned for a moment.
And when I learned that the Kingdom of Jin was also a country thousands of miles away, and that the powerful Jurchen armored cavalry numbered 200,000 households, and that another 100,000 new troops were still being formed, I couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Finally, the two of them inevitably talked about the current war.
"If we follow what you said, Kiyomori, the Kingdom of Jin is capable of fighting, wouldn't this battle still be fought?" Yuan Weiyi crossed his arms, sat on the couch, and asked seriously in Japanese under the lamp.
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"There must still be some fighting." Ping Qingsheng, who was standing in front of the couch, did not deny it. "When a country thousands of miles away is fighting, the gains and losses of dozens of states and counties are nothing at all... This side of Hedong is Taiyuan Prefecture, and that side of Hebei East Road
It's Daming Mansion, and then there's Zhending Mansion on Hebei West Road. These three cities must be conquered before we can touch Yanjing City. And the city doesn't count. No matter where it is, there will always be a big head-on fight.
In a joint battle, hundreds of thousands versus hundreds of thousands, at least hundreds of thousands versus hundreds of thousands, and all of them must be heavily armored warriors."
Yuan Weiyi hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and asked seriously: "Can the Song Dynasty really win?"
"We will definitely win." Taira Kiyomori did not hesitate.
"Why are you so sure?" Yuan Weiyi didn't have time to ask. "Is it because the officials of the Song Dynasty were interested in fighting? Or is it because the soldiers of the Song Dynasty are stronger and their generals are braver?"
"Both of them are, especially the Guan family who is recognized as a world-famous general, far superior to the Jin Kingdom's commander, Prince Wushu." Ping Qingmori still did not hesitate. "There are even rumors that the Guan family was taught by Taoist ancestors in the art of war, but it is absolutely
More than that, he is a destined sage with both civil and military skills and a clear understanding of the past and future."
Yuan Weiyi became more and more curious.
However, Taira Kiyomori was still young and couldn't bear it for a moment, so he began to show off: "As a righteous man, I ask you, do you know how many concubines our official family has?"
Of course Genweiyi didn't know, but he knew the general meaning of Taira Kiyomori anyway, so when the other party stretched out two fingers, he instinctively lowered his guess according to his judgment and blurted out: "Only twenty?"
"There are only two." Taira Kiyomori sneered. "One noble concubine and one virtuous concubine. After the death of the first empress, they never established a middle palace... Moreover, this is by no means a pretense, because after the official ascended the throne,
Several princesses and princes in the past ten years were all born of these two..."
Yuan Weiyi was shocked for a moment.
"That's not all." Taira Kiyomori sneered more and more when he saw this. "The official's own palace was originally almost half the size of Heian Jingda. However, after the war with the Jin people, the palace was either given to the meritorious officials as residences, or to
The warriors studied the art of war and either offered it to the Queen Mother, or even the royal garden where the officials lived had planted mulberry trees and dug fish ponds... The most noble person in the world, after working so hard, actually
It has been almost ten years... I am a righteous man, how can you say that this kind of official family cannot win?"
Yuan Weiyi wanted to speak but stopped, obviously hesitating for a moment.
But Taira Kiyomori seemed to have expected this, but he continued to smile and said: "As a righteous man, don't you believe it? I didn't believe it when I first came here... My father and you were both warriors from the north, not to mention the current emperor, just
When you and I were together with the Emperor Xian Shirakawa, you probably knew better than anyone else the dirty things between the Emperor and the Taixian Gate. You were used to seeing the royal family in Japan and public scandals. Naturally, you didn’t believe that you were more powerful and had more property than the Emperor.
There are few people who would be like this...but I have been a northern samurai for an official family for several years, and I also know the authenticity of this official family."
Yuan Weiyi became increasingly confused.
Let's say that although Minamoto no Yoshi and Taira Kiyomori don't know what the end of the Heian era is, in any case, the corruption of the Japanese aristocracy at this time is needless to say. For example, the two people served by Minamoto no Yoshi and Taira Kiyomori's father Taira Tadamori
There was a huge scandal among the powerful Emperors... The former Emperor Shirakawa was the grandfather of the current Emperor Toba, and the former Emperor Shirakawa had an adopted daughter, the Taixian Monin, who married his grandson. At that time
Emperor Toba, who was still the emperor, was the queen of the central palace.
Why should you marry your goddaughter to your grandson?
Because before, when Hierophant Shirakawa wanted to marry his goddaughter to the son of the noble Fujiwara family, the Fujiwara family resolutely rejected it... The Fujiwara family felt that they could not afford to disgrace that person... So Hiroyuki Shirakawa could only wrong his grandson, and by the way, he did it for himself.
My goddaughter is looking for a better future.
Yes, the former Shirakawa Patriarch had an affair with his adopted daughter and granddaughter-in-law from the very beginning. This was almost an open secret among senior Japanese officials.
At that time, the Japanese aristocracy was corrupt to this point.
So in this case, how can you make Yuan Weiyi, who has been working hard among Japanese aristocrats for decades, believe that the Zhao Song official family would endure hardships like this? If you tell him that Wanyan Agu fights simply, he won't believe it, okay?
Of course, Taira Kiyomori didn't bother to prove anything. He just said it lightly: "For the sake of righteousness, this is how it is. Although the Song Dynasty could not defeat the Jin Kingdom in the early years and caused a scandal in which most of the royal family was captured, it is like an ancient book.
The story of Wu and Yue in the novel is just like that, but now three thousand Yue Jia can devour Wu, not to mention our official family has 300,000 Song Jia!"
After that, Ping Qingsheng didn't say much, and he didn't bother to explain what the "Wu Yue story" was, nor did he say "Three thousand Yue Jia can swallow Wu" was plagiarized, so he bowed his hand and left with Song Li.
Yuan Weiyi came back to his senses and realized that although Taira Kiyomori was young, he was already the "Northern Warrior" of the official family of the Song Dynasty. His status was no worse than his own, so he wanted to return the gift, but unexpectedly he pulled the injured area when he raised his arm, so he could only force it.
Stand up and nod.
But Taira Kiyomori was about to leave, and when he walked to the front of the tent, he thought of something again, and turned back and smiled: "As a righteous man, if I can tell the story of our official family, I can't finish it in a month, and I don't want to say more...
Just talking about someone else’s matter, do you remember the monk in rough clothes who personally dug the hole that day and gave salvation to the dead warrior?"
"Of course I remember." Yuan Weiyi thought for a moment and immediately understood who the other party was referring to. "He came to see us yesterday and helped us apply medicine... He seems to be very respected in the camp?"
"Of course he is respected by others. That monk is the direct descendant of the Linji Sect. He is the most distinguished purple-robed master among the Buddhist monks in the Song Dynasty. He was given the imperial gift to Zen Master Dahui." Ping Kiyomori still sneered. "All throughout the Song Dynasty, not just
Is it possible for an official to be so sincere and thrifty? Today I am not talking about the marshal who is reluctant to eat a chicken, I am just saying that even the monks are like this, so why can't we win this battle?"
Yuan Weiyi was completely shocked and didn't even care that the other party left.
After a while, he finally came back to his senses, but suddenly realized who the other person was laughing at with that sneer on his face, and he felt panic again... But it was just panic, and there was no room for refutation.
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In the middle of the night, the snowflakes slightly dyed the land east of Hedong with a layer of white, and then slowly stopped. At the same time, thousands of miles away in Damingfu, Hebei, it never snowed, replaced by a biting cold wind.
For several days, the cold wind howled non-stop.
Let us say that on the 14th day of the twelfth lunar month, Yue Fei pulled out his teeth and ate Wang Bolong, defeating the first large-scale attack of the Jin army. On the 15th day of the twelfth lunar month, it was Gao Qingyi who used political and military accounts to persuade the Jin state that was in a dilemma.
The ruling prince Wushu asked him to fight hard and not give up Yuancheng.
On the same day, Zhao Jiu, who was far away in Hedong, learned that Niu Gao had breached Yangliang North Pass and opened up the Queshu Valley. He immediately issued an order to advance across the board that night. It took him eight days to advance to Taiyuan City.
Then without stopping for a moment, we carried out full-line siege operations under Taiyuan City.
Turning back to Daming Mansion, if the Jin Kingdom wants to continue organizing the offensive, it must boost morale, so it must reward those who fought bravely in the past.
Among them, Han'er's supplementary army was opened up to the promotion channel, and some outstanding ones were directly in front of the formation and obtained the status of Marching Mouke, Marching Meng'an, and even Hereditary Mouke, Hereditary Meng'an. The original Meng'an Muke was directly promised
Many privileges were restored.
Of course, it is also indispensable to levy the surrounding treasury and vigorously reward wealth, gold and silver.
At the same time, they did not forget to plunder and issue signature troops in various places in the surrounding areas... In the past, they were just stick men, but now they are signed troops with rosters. The difference is that this one comes from the territory of the Song Kingdom, and the other comes from the territory regarded by the Jin Kingdom.
It is the Hebei region that belongs to its own territory.
These actions are essentially in conflict with the previous Chinese reform. It can even be said that if this continues, the previous three to five years of efforts will be in vain. But now, after Wang Bolong's death and Gao Qingyi's reminder
, Wu Shu has been keenly aware that although the decisive battle has not yet happened, the strength of both sides has already undergone a fundamental change, and they can no longer worry about what is possible.
Right now, I want to be born.
However, even these extraordinary actions took time. After a full six or seven days, the troops gradually regained their momentum and new supplies were gathered.
Then, the cold wind came, and what followed was an even more cruel war of attrition in the cold wind - because the biting cold wind brought huge trouble to both sides.
For the Song Army, with the logistics supply line being cut off in large areas, the supplies were all stored goods imported before being frozen. Before thawing, day by day, everything was a typical waste of money.
Among them, especially the issue of fuel and food, with the arrival of the cold wind, the consumption of both increased sharply, which was beyond everyone's expectation. After all, Yue Fei and his staff are not gods, and they have indeed never experienced
A long-term winter camp for an army of this size, and it also has to maintain operations... They can't understand in any case that the people are still the same people, and even many of them died in the battle. The result is only a little colder, but the consumption has actually increased dramatically.
Change, this is not the same thing as winter camping in a peaceful state.
In desperation, Hu Yin stepped forward, made the divisions himself, and began to distribute grain in a planned way.
Priority will be given to combatants, and the number of non-combatants below Hu Mingzhong will be slightly reduced. Everyone will start to have a quota to avoid being unable to survive the freezing period if it is too long.
In this case, the Song army was a little frustrated and was a little weak in combat, but there was nothing they could do.
However, the Jin army was not much better.
Although the Jin Army is fighting on the inside, its manpower is theoretically infinite, and it does not care about the life and death of the people, but some things do not mean that there will be no problems without restrictions.
For example, at the repeated request of Zhao Guan's family, the Song Army successively included ear protection, gloves, and even masks as military supplies. In preparation for this war, it was also one of the military supplies reserves. Like military rations, they were all personally inspected by Zhao Guan's family, and these items were very similar to those of Zhao Guan's family.
Compared with other ordnance and armor, the cost is not high, basically millions, and everyone has it. Of course, Yue Fei also has reserves here.
What about the Jin Army? Although the Jin Army had long known about this through normal civilian circulation, it had actually begun to be distributed among the army. Even the ear protection and gloves made of fur in the Jin State were recognized as more valuable than the linen products of the Song Dynasty.
Effective... but the Jin Army did not have the awareness to unify the reserves into millions.
It wasn't obvious before, but now that the cold wave has arrived, it's a big problem whether they have those things. Although they have countless gold and silver in Yanjing, and countless ordnance and armor reserves in Zhending Mansion, they even have them in Zhending.
A large amount of furs were used to keep out the cold, but large-scale gloves and ear protection could not be formed for a while.
A small amount of storage can only satisfy the fighting troops, and even the fighting troops cannot be sufficient.
In short, just like a few hours ago, the Jin Army was passively fighting here. Because of a little thing here and a little thing there, the combat effectiveness of the army began to diverge rapidly.
The elites and soldiers could barely maintain their combat effectiveness, but the lower-level auxiliary soldiers and signatory troops were in difficulty... But a war of this scale had already exceeded everyone's original understanding, and the auxiliary soldiers and signatory troops were unknowingly
Zhongchao has become a necessary part of the war. When the latter cannot effectively exert its effectiveness, the war will also be affected.
The most intuitive manifestation is on the river front. No matter how hard the Jin army tries, these auxiliary troops and auxiliary troops cannot play an effective role in consumption. The preparations for an offensive often take up half a day, and if these auxiliary troops and auxiliary troops
If soldiers cannot play an effective role in consumption, who would be willing to invest large-scale soldiers into the Song Army's defense line full of ice skates again?
Therefore, after the cold wave arrived, the Jin army was horrified to find that although their morale gradually recovered, their speed and ability to organize a large-scale offensive became increasingly difficult.
On the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, when the Zhao Guan family began to cut off the Fenshui River to the west of Taiyuan City, the Jin Army's second large-scale attack did not suffer as serious a setback as Wang Bolong's, but it was not unexpected that the Song Army gritted its teeth and held on.
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However, from the overall perspective, this result seems to have put the Song Army in a more dangerous and embarrassing situation, and also caused the Song Army's senior officials to fall into some kind of uneasiness.
"Marshal Yue."
Late at night on the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, a dark-faced Hu Yin appeared in Yue Fei's tent, then stretched out his almost frozen hand directly next to the brazier and said directly, "I have something to say."
Yue Fei did not dare to neglect, and immediately stood up and saluted respectfully, and then signaled the attendants and staff to leave together.
As soon as the people left, Hu Yin immediately spoke: "I heard that the Jin Kingdom began to cut off the Yellow River channels on both sides in the south, is that true?"
"Yes." Yue Fei didn't mean to hide anything. "So that Hu Shangshu knows that the Jin army was frustrated in their attack the day before yesterday. Starting about yesterday, they directly changed the plan and gathered a large number of civilians in the south to try to dig through the North Yellow River.
The method of connecting the East Fork and the West Fork of the Yellow River's East Channel is to cut off the two rivers on our side... Because of its huge scale, the scouts only figured out the other party's intentions early this morning and then reported back."
"What do you think?" Hu Yin didn't ask why the other party didn't tell him in time, but directly pursued the question.
"It's hard to say." Yue Fei sighed. "I am originally from Hebei and know the local hydrology... Just cutting off is no problem. The key is that this step is very expensive. It is almost the Chinese New Year. I don't know if I can make it in time... If it thaws
If they can complete it before then, then they can do it; otherwise, if the project is not completed and the river channel has been cultivated, then they will be asking for death."
"So, this means leaving success or failure to the Jin people?" Hu Yin responded coldly.
"Taking this matter alone, it is indeed the case." Yue Fei told him frankly.
"That's why I'm looking for you." Hu Yin put down his hands warming up to the fire and answered seriously. "If the Jin Army succeeds, our logistics will be cut off and we need to make long-term plans... Starting from tomorrow, we will change the food rations
……how?"
"Hu Shangshu." Yue Fei took a few steps forward, squinted his eyes, lowered his voice, and breathed a little. "Hu Shangshu, let me be honest... I think you have gone astray, or even thought the opposite."
Hu Yin was slightly startled.
And Yue Fei also quickly explained: "First of all, the Jin people did this after being frustrated. On the surface, it was to cut off our logistics. It is impossible to say that it was true, but considering the time, it was actually 90% too late...
…Ten percent of the time, there is another meaning.”
Hu Yin was at a loss at first, but suddenly became alert. He looked at the big-eyed general in front of him in surprise, and then slowly looked at each other: "You mean... their original intention is to destroy the Yellow River dam, so that the water will overflow Hebei after spring...
...preventing us from marching properly? But what about Hebei, do they not want it?"
"This is desperate." Yue Fei sighed. "If they can't stop us and the officials from advancing on two fronts, Hebei is the land of Song Dynasty. What do they have to worry about?"
Hu Yin was speechless for a moment... Not to mention that if this battle was defeated, Hebei would no longer be the Kingdom of Jin. To put it bluntly, the Sanyi returned to Hena to cause trouble. Wasn't it possible for the Song Dynasty controller Hebei to do it?
It would be ridiculous to condemn the Jin people at this time.
And this matter is really impossible to prevent... Unless the opponent is blasted away before the ice melts, and the levee is blocked in time. But that can only be saved for a while... There are four or five rivers, extending all the way to Yanyun, and they can be dug anywhere.
, unless you keep pressing the other person down from tomorrow onwards, making the other person breathless, otherwise your scalp will go numb just thinking about it.
Hu Yin's heart almost turned cold at the thought.
"What else?" After a long while, Hu Mingzhong came back to his senses. He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and gritted his teeth and asked. "The marshal said first, naturally there will be second, right?"
"After that..." Yue Fei stared at Hu Mingzhong and said seriously. "The more this is the case, the less likely we are to make long-term plans. Instead, we should relax rationing and let the soldiers and civilians have enough strength to attack instead of defend.
Use your strength to contain them, and even use your offensive to scare them!"
Hu Yin thought for a moment and immediately realized: "Attack Yuancheng?"
"Yancheng was besieged for forty-fifty days, and was also attacked for forty-fifty days. In the previous battle with Wang Bolong, Gao Jingshan even sent out nearly half of the city's elite. It was already on the verge of collapse." Now that things have happened, Yue Fei has no need to hide it.
"If I wanted to break the city, I would have broken it long ago. The reason why I didn't break it was just for two things... one was to involve the main force of the Jin army in Hedong, and the other was to make an appointment with the officials as much as possible tomorrow."
Let’s try to break the city together!”
"Tomorrow?" Hu Yin answered in a daze.
"Tomorrow." Yue Fei calmly handed over his hands. "It's just because the Jin army tried to dig the embankment yesterday and it will be as good as today, so I didn't say much to Hu Shangshu."
Hu Yin was silent for a moment and asked again: "What city will the officials try to break tomorrow?"
Yue Fei rarely laughed: "What do Mr. Hu think?"
Hu Yin shook his head slightly, in disbelief for a moment.
It was already past midnight, and the snow had already stopped outside Taiyuan City. General Wan Yan of the Jin Kingdom, fully clothed, came to the tower of Guancheng in the south of Taiyuan City to look at the Song Army camp, but he was speechless for a long time because of the strange sight in front of him.
It turned out that in the middle of the night in the cold winter, shortly after the snow stopped, the Song Army camp suddenly became filled with mist and steam, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding white snow and the dark night sky.
"Wanhu..." Meng An, a close confidant in charge of Guancheng in the south, couldn't help but stepped forward to talk. "It may be that there are too many soldiers in the Song Dynasty. It may also be that Wu Jie brought the army here today and is celebrating the New Year. The soldiers are allowed to eat and drink.
Feasting and drinking to excess.”
"That official Zhao Song family is not a person who feasts and feasts excessively." Wan Yan turned around and looked at the strange fog in front of him, and spoke coldly. "There are just too many people. The south is the main camp. Today, another 20,000 people came, and it just rained.
Snow… its breath turns into clouds, its breath turns into mist.”
"Yes, it must be so." Meng An nodded heavily, and then asked cautiously, "Then shall we take the opportunity to rob the camp?"
"No need." Wanyan Zhehe shook his head without hesitation. "There is no crisis in the city defense, and there are famous generals and veterans of the Song Army under the city. There is no need to throw away troops easily... However, I do wait for the opponent to be exhausted or have no choice.
He was preparing to rob the camp at the time, but he was preparing to personally lead the troops to rob Yongli Prison."
"Yes, if we want to rob the camp, we should rob their rear camp." Meng An, his subordinate, suddenly understood for a moment, but then he laughed again. "However, who said that they are not allowed to do this will be the commander-in-chief, or General Sa Lihe?"
Wanyan turned around and looked at the other party, then said seriously: "Salihe is not coming, and Dutong is only a fifty-fifty number."
Meng An's expression suddenly changed.
"I don't want to hide it from you." Fengyi continued to respond seriously. "If Sa Lihe had the courage and ability to rob the camp, he shouldn't have let Zhao Song's family come so quickly, let alone Wu Jie come so quickly... And
Since the Song army came so quickly, Sa Lihe's fellow was already useless, and there was no hope at all." After saying this, his expression remained unchanged. "As for Dutong... I have seen Dutong's paintings for me with my own eyes.
According to the situation map of Daming Prefecture, they will either gather and annihilate the Song army under the city, then go to Tokyo and transfer to Heluo; or they will be helpless and tied up in Daming Prefecture... But no matter which way it is, we have to rely on ourselves to sustain it."
"Yes, since we are defending the city, we should support it ourselves." Meng An tried his best to smile. "The Song people can defend this city for two hundred days, but we can't defend it for a hundred days? For a hundred days, the capital will have already transferred to Tokyo.
It’s time for the Song army to retreat on its own.”
Wanyan folded his head and nodded, still serious: "Attacking and defending cities is the specialty of the Song Dynasty. We are fighting in the field first... Although Taiyuan City is strong, I really am not prepared to defend it for a hundred days. I can defend it for fifty days."
But... Fifty days ago, when we lost the city, I was responsible for the loss of the capital, and I had no regrets when I died. Fifty days later, it was the commander-in-chief who lost me, and I was the one who lost the responsibility. This was the first time I accepted this responsibility.
Finally, I directly told Du Tong the exact words he said."
Meng An next to him finally curled his lips helplessly and said nothing more... When you meet this kind of general, let alone talk about fifty days and one hundred days, the key is that the words are so boring, how can anyone bear it?
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Time flies by easily, but within a few hours, amid the biting cold wind, the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month has arrived. In the huge camp under Yuancheng in Daming Prefecture, early in the morning, Yue Fei, Hu Yin and Zhang Rong held a military meeting and announced
After deciding to launch a large-scale attack on the city today, Hu Yin immediately used the New Year as an excuse to temporarily suspend rationing, relax logistics, and reward the reserves of dried meat and wine.
When the news came out, even though they knew they were going to attack the city today, the three armies cheered thunderously.
Next, the Song army was calm and had breakfast calmly. Then while preparing for the siege, they started a fire to prepare extra meals for the siege.
Different from the evaporation of moisture brought by melting snowflakes under the city of Taiyuan, the dry and cold city of Yuancheng can only turn into clouds due to the rise of water vapor. However, across a river, the Jin army saw the smoke from cooking on the other side of the river, and the steam continued.
Hearing the constant movement on the opposite side, he knew that the Song army was making moves, but it was wrong to regroup in a hurry.
Immediately, Wu Shu and his generals climbed up the tall earthen hill that had just been built in Hexi in the past few days. They watched the situation from a distance and immediately realized that the Song army was going to attack the city today.
However, when these senior officers looked at each other, they were not overly surprised... A few days ago, they heard the news that Zhao Song's official family was advancing rapidly in Hedong, and their hasty attack failed, so they decided to cut off the river. They knew at that time that the Song army would do what they wanted.
react.
The most direct response of the Song army was, of course, to attack the city.
Only since the Japanese army made that decision that day, everyone tacitly agreed to give up Gao Jingshan and Yuancheng.
It's just that these words are destined not to be said out loud, especially since there is a Liaohe and Pu Suyue in the army.
In this way, the four-character flag of the Song Army and the five-color flag of the Jin Army were flying on the mountains on both sides of the river. The commanders of both sides clearly understood the situation. In addition, Gao Jingshan should also be fully clothed on the mountain.
They entered the city wall just to avoid being recognized and targeted for removal. They did not display any flags or wear any overly obvious attire.
Of course, the Song Army also had an extra hot air balloon, but it was not yet ready for battle and did not rise.
And in this state, the Song army prepared various siege matters in a grand manner, and then had a meal on the position in a grand manner, and the Jin army in the city also gathered behind the city wall early, preparing to fight. The main force of the Hexi Jin army
, and even attacked decisively before the Song army launched a formal attack.
However, this kind of attack was undoubtedly easily suppressed by the Song army relying on the river embankment fortifications.
In the afternoon, as the hot air balloon of the Song Army rose, the battle officially began. The artillery car took the lead in roaring, bombarding the remaining turrets and temporary fortifications on the city wall, and more artillery stones fell directly.
They arrived at the weak points of some crumbling city walls. Immediately, under the cover of artillery carts, Song troops from three sides were dispatched almost at the same time. Under various flags, the flash of armor and white blades was like sparkling waves, and countless soldiers holding bows and crossbows
The Song army advanced forward and suppressed them without stopping, and the goose chariots also started one after another, heading straight to the city.
The so-called goose cart refers to a siege cart with four wheels and an iron outer cover. It can be equipped with a bumper or not, and can directly protect people to carry out fortification work in weak areas under the city, such as digging tunnels and walls.
, or even just arrange a safe point under the city to facilitate subsequent siege, which is considered the basic configuration for siege.
Turning back to the scene in front of him, Gao Jingshan, who was dressed in the ordinary uniform of a low-level officer, did not choose to go down to the city, but stood on the bare northern city wall with his sword in hand... Ever since he sent Pu Suyue out, he had taken off that trap.
Armor no longer wears furs, but always stands on the front line as it does today to stabilize the morale of the troops in the city.
However, the sky was covered with artillery and stone, and the goose chariots were rushing straight to the city, but Gao Jingshan's eyes were always wandering... because he had not yet found the main means of siege by the Song army today.
If the Song Army wanted to carry out a saturation attack, it would have to be in the middle of the night and start attacking the city early in the morning. However, in winter when it gets dark very early, it would delay the attack until noon. There must be a core, the main one. , the key trump card.
However, the cannon carts rumbled, but they were just a general attack. They were not concentrated in a certain direction and targeted a certain weak city wall. The same was true for goose carts. There were them in front of every city gate, and there were also some in front of several city walls that had their fortifications smashed away, but there were no Whichever city gate or specific city wall has a backup goose cart prepared in front of it, it is just one... For example, here in the north, seven or eight goose carts are dispatched at the same time, almost parallel to the city, and there is no depth connection at all.
"There was movement in the tunnels that we heard everywhere before." An officer came to the city to report. "The east and west are very obvious here in the north of the city."
This made Gao Jingshan even more confused... The Jin Army had already dug a trench in the city, so what was the use of the tunnels? And if this was the Song Army's trump card, then there was no way they could survive today.
However, Yue Fei, who was so decisive and quick to kill Wang Bolong that day, and Yue Fei who was so ruthless and directly moved the camp to the city, would he put his hope in the tunnel?
Does the other party think he is a fool and doesn't know how to dig a trench?
Could there be an insider?
As his mind was spinning, the Song Army's goose chariot had already approached the city wall. Gao Jingshan didn't have time to think too much, so he turned around and ordered his subordinates to go up to the city to defend and prepare for rockfall attacks... Stones are very precious, and basically all of them are fired by the Song Army these days. came in, and the Song Army was very cunning. After the fortifications on the city head were smoothed, most of the projectiles turned into hard mud pellets that were polished and dried. Such projectiles are still very lethal to people, and once they hit the ground It will explode and cannot be used by the Jin Army in turn.
For goose carts, mud balls are mostly useless, and they still have to rely on stones and hooks, and more importantly, gunpowder and oil for burning.
"Marshal, it's better to use a little more force!" A few miles away to the west, although the specific details could not be seen, it was still clear that Wanyan Wushu, who was in the midst of the Song army's offensive, could not hold back and directly attacked in the cold weather. In the cold wind, Li Su turned to his side and discussed in a low voice. "There are some things that I still have to explain to the Bohai Ten Thousand Households... Besides, there must be reserves in the city. If Yue Fei suddenly captures it, there will be no time to burn it." I’m afraid it will also be detrimental to the situation.”
Ba Lisu was silent for a while. After a while, he turned back to look at Wan Hu from Datong. The latter understood, shook his head and left.
In other words, what caused the Jin Army to finally change their strategy was actually not the failure of the second general offensive under the cold wave. In other words, there was another reason for the failure of the second general offensive - that is, the scouts behind them came to report. After the Song army broke through Queshu Valley, they suddenly attacked northward at an alarming speed.
Just judging from the chronological order of messengers being sent out before several important towns were besieged, and the chronological order of several mountain passes in Taihang Mountain being blocked, the Jin army also realized that the main force of the Song army, and even the official family of Zhao Song, who liked to draw pictures as Cangzhou Zhao Jiu's people have arrived directly at Taiyuan City.
This news, coupled with the speed of the march and the scale of the army's dispatch, really shocked the top brass of the Jin Army in Hebei. Especially the tens of thousands of households on Hedong Road, including Marshal Ba Lisu, all quickly changed their minds. He began to give up his insistence on Yuancheng. If it failed, he could take advantage of the situation to release the river water and block Yue Fei's plan to cut the river north. It was also supported by Ba Lisu at that time.
However, as the saying goes, everyone is more worried about Taiyuan, and a few people are starting to think about Zhending or Hejian. It’s not like no one is still worried about Yuancheng... It’s just that the new Wanhu Pu Suyue has fallen, Piaohe’s attitude is particularly determined, Jin Jun
The top management must consider the attitude of this powerful household.
The Jin army suddenly strengthened their offensive on the river, which caught the Song army a little off guard, but this could not delay the advancement of the city. Finally, two huge siege towers that completely matched the height of the Yuancheng city wall were activated.
Gao Jingshan became slightly nervous and focused more on the two siege towers. However, when it came to good news, he could clearly feel that the sun seemed to be gradually setting towards the west.
This shows that time is passing by and he just needs to hold on.
By the way, if Gao Jingshan in Daming Prefecture is persevering in despair, then Wanyan Fenghe in Taiyuan Prefecture is in a weird mood at this time, because the Zhao Song official family in the south of the city seems to be holding a banquet and an obvious
A performative array.
The scene was huge. The general platform in front of the Song army camp had just been rammed and was built just two days ago. The desks and desks were spread out in a wide area. Countless officers, ministers and staff were sitting in rows. Although the specific movements could not be seen clearly, under the afternoon sun, there was a slight sound.
Reflected by the snow, the field of vision was clear, and Wan Yan folded on the city wall and could clearly detect that there was someone behind the cases placed under the dragon in the middle, and there seemed to be many things placed on the cases.
In fact, it seems that it is not incomprehensible to hold a banquet at this time, because it is the Chinese New Year. A banquet will be held in the city, a military parade will be held, and then large rewards will be given to boost the morale of the troops, and the city will be intimidated by the display of military power and supplies.
If you think about it this way, even last night you said that Zhao Guan's family was not the kind of people who wanted to have a banquet on the spot, but Wan Yanyiyi still felt that it was somewhat reasonable.
But he still fell into a complex emotion of confusion, vigilance, suspicion and surprise, and his brows were furrowed.
Because he still couldn't accept that the Zhao Song official family who defeated Wanyan Loushi would do such a thing - at the same moment, countless Song soldiers and civilians were still digging holes and building embankments beside the Fen River in the west of the city, and dozens of
A newly built goose cart is also advancing from the east, north and south to continue the previous work of uprooting the deer village and destroying the sheep and horse wall.
This kind of thing had been going on every day before. According to the progress, it would take at least four or five days to completely destroy it. This was under the premise that Wan Yanzhe could not use artillery in the city.
As for the Zhao Guan family, under such circumstances, they came out to have a banquet in public, and then looked at these sparse and ordinary things as if they were watching a drama.
At the same time, even tens of thousands of soldiers of the Song Army were sitting in formation in the snow on both sides of the general platform in front of the camp. They had eaten and eaten in front of the Jin Army before, and now they were wearing the clothes that were destined to be used today.
Full of useless armor, holding spears, powerful crossbows, and large axes that are also destined to be useless today, they are like a guard of honor making gestures to the people under the dragon flag in the middle, and they are also watching the auxiliary soldiers as the official rides and cuts.
Common people do such ordinary things.
But what’s so cool about that?
Even with the protection of the goose carriage, casualties are inevitable... What's the point?
The man under the dragon hat was indeed the one who was rumored to have been planting mulberry trees in the harem for seven or eight years and vowed to destroy the Jin Kingdom. Indeed, in ten years, he gradually went from being an exiled official who was close to destroying the country to establishing himself in Nanyang.
Retaking Tokyo, then defeating the Lou family, and annihilating Xixia, has become the official family of Zhao and Song Dynasty with swords hanging over the heads of almost all the nobles of the Jin Kingdom?
Didn’t the real Zhao Song official family go directly to Hebei? Yelu Mawu surrendered?
But even so, we should bring the army, right?
With so many soldiers under his nose, it cannot be faked, so the official family of Zhao and Song under the dragon must also be real!
Time passed little by little, and he became more and more stunned and uneasy, to the point where he was sweating profusely. However, he looked around and saw that the artillery carriage of the Song Army had not yet been completed. It was still lying in the factory within sight, and was indeed being assembled. middle.
Even the small artillery vehicles used by the Song Army in Queshu Valley were nowhere to be seen.
He gradually became uneasy. On the general platform in front of the camp in the south of the city, beside Zhao Guan's family, except for a few commanders who talked calmly, almost all the officials and officers present had already become uneasy... This was indeed a banquet, with all kinds of food and wine. Therefore, they were even more unable to accept that Zhao Guan's family would suddenly do such a thing, and they were even more suspicious and vigilant.
This official, in particular, did not use the chicken, duck or fish in front of him from beginning to end. He just sat there with his hands folded, urging others to eat, and talking to the commander-in-chief, as if he was just waiting for something.
And this uneasiness and vigilance reached a climax as the disgraced Yang Yizhong turned back.
"The officials have a purpose!"
The guard, Shao Chengzhang, took a step forward and announced loudly under the dragon banner: "Today's New Year's Eve banquet is over. Prince Han Shizhong of Yan'an County, Commander-in-Chief of the Chinese Army Li Yanxian, and all the commanders have returned to their headquarters and are on standby!"
After the decree was issued, the generals in armor on the general platform stood up one after another, but suddenly realized that most of the so-called headquarters were actually in the large open space on both sides of the general platform, so they turned to both sides of the general platform, but Han Shizhong and Li Yanxian went east together, preparing to return to the east and north of the city.
For a moment, there were only a few close ministers and Wu Jie, Wang Yan, and Ma Kuo who were still dining calmly on the general stage...these two latter people were definitely insiders.
Because immediately, the Zhao Guan family, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly took action, tore up a duck that had already been cooled, and then started to eat it wantonly... At this situation, all the officials were shocked, except Wu, Wang, and Ma. , he was just startled and didn’t react much.
Of course, the commotion of many generals leaving the city and Han Shizhong and Li Yanxian returning to their respective directions with their own banners also made Wanyan Fenghei, who was on the south gate of the city, more and more vigilant. He was also keenly aware of what was going on. Things were coming, so he concentrated more and began to hesitate whether to launch the artillery carts in advance to drive away these goose carts in the south of the city to avoid future troubles.
"Report to the capital! The noise from the tunnel in the west of the city has stopped!"
"Du Tong, the offensive in the south of the city is gradually slowing down!"
"Capital, the noise from the two tunnels here has stopped. You must have noticed the inner trenches."
"Du Tong, the offensive in the west of the city has also slowed down, and the Song army has begun to abandon the goose chariot and retreat."
"Du Tong, the Song Army's artillery carriage has stopped in the northwest of the city."
One reward after another relieved Gao Jingshan, who was already exhausted. As early as after Wang Bolong's battle, he had no fundamental hope of defending Yuancheng. Therefore, as the Song army retreated today, he was not willing to do more. Thinking about it, I just feel like I’m getting through it again today.
"How many other goose cars are occupied?"
After glancing at the open space to the north of the city that was destined to be the main attack direction, Gao Jingshan felt more and more relieved, because as far as he could see, even the Song army here began to relax and relax... The two siege towers were halfway there. At that time, several artillery carts that he had been holding back were fired together and were destroyed on the way. This should be the turning point in the battle that caused the Song Army to lose the opportunity to siege the city. At this time, the Song Army's artillery carts had gradually stopped, and only A few goose carts were still clanging under the city, and there seemed to be some soldiers still banging on the roots of the city wall.
"Four...three...only two left!" Meng An observed carefully and gave an answer. "The one in the doorway below has not moved for a long time, and it has not penetrated deep into the city gate at all.
, the one in the west also escaped just now..."
"Use gunpowder!" Gao Jingshan now just wants to end the battle quickly. "Throw the firewood first, then the gunpowder, then throw the torch down, burn the last three cars, and also burn the one in the doorway under your feet!"
Meng An next to him was also a little overwhelmed and immediately responded.
After a while, the well-prepared Yuancheng defenders took firewood, oil, gunpowder and other items and threw them directly on several goose carts under the city. As these items were thrown, the last few groups of threatening Song troops ignored them.
Everyone abandoned their vehicles and fled, but the Jin army shot several more from the top of the city, and then attracted a counterattack from the Song army's crossbowmen who were covering them.
But these are insignificant things. What surprises me is that here at the foot of Gaojing Mountain, the goose cart that had been silent all this time actually had a few people escape as the firewood fell.
"Look at the silent goose carriage elsewhere!" Gao Jingshan snatched the torch from the officer beside him and scolded him sternly. "There's no way there's anyone inside, so we waited for a surprise attack at night!"
The officer did not dare to neglect, turned around and left.
Gao Jingshan did not hesitate. After the sergeant beside him threw down a bag of gunpowder, he lit the torch and threw it down.
On the mountain in the distance, Ba Lisu, Wu Shu and others were already relieved as the Song army's offensive had been slightly reduced... No matter what, they all hoped that Yuancheng could continue to support it.
"marshal……"
Looking away from Yuancheng, Wu Shu called out to Ba Lisu and pointed his finger in the direction of Yue Fei's banner under the hot air balloon in the Song army camp. He was about to say something. Suddenly, on a sunny day and under the cold wind, there was a thunder-like sound.
, something boomed, directly drowning his voice.
At the same time, the mountains under the feet of the Jin Army generals also rumbled and trembled, and then the horses under the generals neighed. But for some reason, it was the horses under the crotches that were clearly neighing, but it was as small as the sound of mosquitoes in the summer.
What was noticeable was the obvious tinnitus and the continuous but compact rumbling sound that came from no one knew where it came from.
Wu Shu was puzzled for a moment and tried his best to suppress the churning of the horses under his crotches. Then he looked back and saw that almost all the cavalry on Tushan were struggling. Everyone was trying to control the horses under their crotches. Many people who were caught off guard were directly thrown.
He was thrown off the frightened horse that lost control.
The mountain collapsed!
Wu Shu finally caught the 'cause' of the matter from the corner of his eye - a corner of the earth mountain suddenly collapsed, and people and horses fell headlong.
There must be a lot of casualties this time. Even the rammed earth mountain cannot be solidified. The officer in charge of the earth mountain must be killed!
Wu Shu, who was still struggling to suppress the war horse under his crotch, was half angry and half speechless. This thought could not help but flash through his mind.
But, so to speak, the moment the Fourth Prince captured the so-called truth and came up with this idea, suddenly, in the cold wind, an inexplicable heat wave rolled in from the east, which completely made Wu Shu completely
I was stunned, and at the same time I instinctively looked eastward.
However, with just one look, the ruling prince of the Jin Kingdom fell off his horse.
But immediately, Wu Shu, with his head and face covered with blood, still tried to get up, climbed on a horse of unknown identity, and then took a serious look.
Without him, at this moment, in the entire north of Yuancheng, hundreds of steps away from the city gate tower, there are seven or eight white clouds that have not dissipated in the sky, and under the clouds, the city wall that was still standing tall before,
The gatehouse, as well as everything on the city wall and gatehouse, and everything in front of the city wall and gatehouse, all disappeared.
Like a magic trick, everything disappeared.
The warm wind dissipated and hearing gradually recovered, but the mountain was still in chaos. Uncontrollable war horses were running rampant at the foot of the mountain. Many people with heavy armor were thrown to the ground. The pain was unbearable, and many people had bruises on their noses and faces.
Yu's face was covered with blood like the fourth prince, and some even fell directly from the collapsed earth mountain and remained motionless.
At the same time, the troops in the river and behind the river were already in chaos. The Jin Army camp was also in chaos, almost like a roaring camp. Countless people were running and roaring because they had no way of knowing what was happening.
There was also no good result in the Song Army camp. Countless Song Army soldiers and civilians were bumping into their respective camps like headless flies. The most outrageous thing was the hot air balloon, which broke free from the rope and led the capable officers on it towards it.
Drifting away to the north.
But Wushu and Ba Lisu, some of the senior officials, were either still on the horse, or could only stand or sit on the mountain, but they did not react at all. No one cared about these chaos, and everyone just stared at the disappearance.
The northern city wall of Yuancheng was in a daze.
After a while, Wu Shu finally came back to his senses after taking a few deep breaths. Then he turned around and sat on the hilly ground with blood stains on his face, facing each other blankly: "Marshal... this smell is like gunpowder smoke... Song
What was written in the newspaper a few years ago is true...their gunpowder is as powerful as thunder!"
With his face covered with mud, Ba Lisu opened his mouth on the ground, but suddenly, the Jurchen marshal remembered something, then he hugged Wu Shu's horse leg, stood up like crazy, and blurted out:
"Taiyuan! Taiyuan! Yuancheng is already like this, what the heck?! My Taiyuan is gone!!!"
Wu Shu was startled for a moment, and felt the back of his head roll over three times. He almost fell off the horse, but he had to push Li Su's body with his feet to prevent himself from falling off the horse for the second time.
Below Taiyuan City.
After a shocking roar, Yuan Weiyi fled in panic from the purple-robed master's tent, and his warrior instinct allowed him to firmly hold a mallet with his left hand that could still be used... That was what Master Dahui had just said.
Those who help the kitchen smash rice cakes in the tent... There are quite a few imperial soldiers in the army who are from the south.
However, this is not the time to talk about this. Yuan Weiyi is holding a mallet in front, and Monk Dahui is behind empty-handed. The two of them staggered out of the camp in a state of intoxication. They saw that the camp was full of civilians running around.
, auxiliary soldiers!
Yuan Weiyi glanced at the unexplained huge clouds northwest of the camp. Regardless of whether Master Dahui understood Japanese, he turned back and told Master Dahui in Japanese:
"Master, this is either an earthquake or a volcano. I have seen it before. Let's go to the guard's house quickly!"
Even though Monk Mahamati was a master of Buddhism and his ability to rhyme was even better, he was confused and panic-stricken at this time. He just instinctively followed the studious Japanese samurai in front of him and moved forward.
However, after walking for less than half a moment, just after leaving the camp, the ringing in the ears almost disappeared, and the consciousness slightly recovered. Suddenly, dozens of trumpets suddenly sounded from all directions. This was the trumpet for the march to move forward. Hearing this sound, everyone was in panic.
Everyone, including some of the soldiers who were trying to set up camp, followed the sound and looked around. In their panic, they caught a glimpse of the dragon flag on the general platform, which was suddenly pulled up and then slowly moved forward.
Then, countless sounds came from the general stage, but all the imperial guards on the general stage were shouting and screaming. It seemed chaotic at first, but as Long Ji took a few steps forward, the sounds gradually became more uniform. Monk Dahui listened.
It became clear that all the Ban Zhi on the general stage were shouting - "The city is broken! The officials are out in battle!"
"The city is broken! The officials are out!"
Dahui repeated it several times, staggering at the same time, but he clasped his hands and ran forward. "The city is broken, the officials are out... The officials are out!"
Not only that, but at the same time, people all over Taiyuan City seemed to be shouting from all sides - "The city is broken, the officials are out!"
Moreover, the tens of thousands of warriors arrayed in front of the south camp of the city, the warriors holding spears, the warriors holding long axes, the warriors holding bows, crossbows, swords and shields all, like Monk Dahui, followed suit.
The movement direction of the dragons turned away, that is, they swarmed towards the west side of Taiyuan City.
Monk Dahui came out of the dazed Yuan Weiyi's self-camping gate and quickly ran to the side of the general platform. However, he saw under the dragon hat that it turned out to be Zhao Guanjia himself. He was not wearing any armor, just a pair of military cotton clothes, and his hands were unknown.
Why, it was actually glowing with oil, spread out on both sides, not holding a sword, not mounting a horse, not picking up a bow, but just walking forward slowly, but extremely determined, and was about to step off the general platform.
Countless ministers and ministers gathered around, staggering and rushing forward as if impatient.
The ones with the highest status are, of course, the yellow-faced Wu Jie and the black-faced Wang Yan. The two are fully armed, one holding a sword across the sword and the other holding a sword. They stand on the left and right. When the official takes one step, they take three steps forward, and then turn around.
Taking two steps back, he just looked down from a high position and continued to pass military orders to all the officers in the audience within sight:
"The city is broken, and the officials are out! Follow! Follow!"
Wu Jie and Wang Yan were like this, and the two below, Ren Baozhong and countless close servants Ban Zhi, also followed suit and behaved like this. Only Yang Yizhong and Liu Yan just remained silent, following one after another, following the steps of Zhao Guan's family.
, Fan Zongyin, Mei Querk, Yu Yunwen and other civil servants were actually behind, but they just followed them on foot.
Taira Kiyomori was among them. He turned around and saw Minamoto no Yoshitsune there, but he shouted in Japanese at all costs: "The city is broken, and the officials are out! For Yoshitaka, follow us!"
At this moment, Yuan Weiyi finally understood and hurried forward, but he had already lost his composure and had no time to think about it. All he could think about was catching up with the official, and he didn't even know to bypass the general station.
Fang followed, but instead he picked up a mallet and pulled his injured right arm, trying to climb up to the general platform in a straight line, but fell down on the spot.
Monk Dahui seemed to be confused at this time. Instead of showing the way, he asked the source of justice from below, dragged him up the steps of the general platform, and then climbed up himself.
After boarding the already bare rammed-earth general platform, Yuan Weiyi instinctively scanned the four directions, and as far as he could see, he saw the flags of the Song Army in all directions and the soldiers of the Song Army. These elites at that time were like an iron stream, desperate for anything.
, surged up from all sides, and after the soldiers, countless auxiliary soldiers and civilians in red also poured out of the camp like crazy, following closely behind.
Everyone is repeating those two sentences, everyone is shouting those two sentences, as if these two sentences have some magic power.
The camp, the city, the shining frozen river, the white snow, the countless tumbling iron streams of soldiers, the red tide after the iron streams, and the dragon's banner moving forward slowly but firmly.
After focusing on the dragon cloth again, Yuan Weiyi immediately picked up the mallet and chased forward. At the same time, there was an unprecedented fierce thought in his mind - this is a samurai, a real samurai! This is war,
Real war! This is the emperor, the real emperor! This is the world, the real world!
What on earth was I doing in the first half of my life? Being a dog to those noble people who only want to have sex with their own daughters and grandson-in-law?!
However, the anger and excited thoughts that were about to come out turned into a voice, but it was just a sentence with a strange tone - "The city is broken! The officials are out!"
Yuan Weiyi ran forward, chasing Zhao Guan's dragon sword towards the bottom of the huge cloud-like smoke, which was to the west and south of the city, and then finally followed other Japanese warriors, Mongolian princes, party auxiliary soldiers, and Tibetan cavalry,
Together with the nearly 100,000 soldiers of the Song Army and the Han people, they became part of the huge trend.
And at the same time when Yuan Weiyi couldn't wait to integrate into the era, Monk Dahui, whose hair was already half an inch thick, stood blankly on the general platform, clasping his hands, staring at the gunpowder smoke, the city under the gunpowder smoke, and the dragon.
, smelling the smell, and then hesitated a little.
As smart as he was, he had already combined the rumors of the military parade a few years ago, reacted on the spot, and then realized the truth of the matter.
As a result, he began to instinctively fear and hesitate... because this power was too powerful, so powerful that he didn't know whether he should be born, and the emperor who mastered this power so skillfully under Long Men was also too powerful, so powerful that he
I wonder if that person will rely on this power to do something in the future?
But at the same time, a thought was about to pop up - wasn't this the fate that the Buddha asked him to see?
Hasn’t this power already been born?
At this point, should we fear and avoid things that already exist?
Whether things that already exist are obstacles or blessings, as a practitioner, should we avoid them?
With some determination, Dahui finally moved his steps again, but he also spoke out the only distinctive voice on the battlefield.
As the saying goes:
"With pure body, speech and mind, this is the birth of the Buddha.
Impurity of body, speech and mind is called the Buddha's annihilation."
"Go back to the inner city quickly!"
As if being revived by Monk Dahui's jingle, Wanyan stood on the city wall in the south of Taiyuan, climbing on the battlements, feeling tight in his chest, and suddenly looked at Meng An beside him.
But the man Meng'an looked pale and chanted the Buddha's name, but he seemed not to have heard it.
Wanyan Zhehe did not blame the other party, nor did he forcefully pull him away. He just turned around immediately and went down to Guancheng alone. When he came to the foot of Guancheng, he found a frightened horse and galloped directly into the city along the suspension bridge at the inner gate of Guancheng.
go.
After entering the city, he had already noticed that there was a huge gap and a dark pit in the southwest of the city, and a large number of Song Army soldiers had already poured in from there. At this time, on the streets on the west side of Taiyuan City,
Already, teams of long-axe heavy steps began to sweep in sequence, and the sounds of Song troops screaming and shouting could be heard from all sides of the city.
The words "the city is broken and the officials are out in force" shook the world.
But it can be said that they just ignored him and fought hard, trying to get back to the inner city before the Song army.
However, he had just rode his horse to the famous T-shaped street intersection in Taiyuan City and was about to turn around. Suddenly, the northeast corner of Taiyuan, which was supposed to be the strongest protected area, was in the northeast corner between the two gates in the east and north.
There was another loud thunderclap.
This sound was far inferior to the earth-shattering sound that came from the southwest of the city a quarter of an hour ago, but it still frightened the horse under his crotch again and overturned the fold to the ground.
After Wanyan Zhehe tried his best to get up, he didn't care about the pain and nausea in his body. He quickly climbed up to a small restaurant building beside the road, then leaned on the railing and looked into the distance. However, after the gun smoke, he saw the iconic copper surface of Han Shizhong's department coming out of the gap.
swarming in.
While entering the city, he kept repeating the sentence - "The city is broken, and the officials are out!"
Zhehe turned back and glanced at the inner city wall of Taiyuan City that was just in front of him, which was the same as the outer city. With just one glance, he realized that it didn't matter whether he went to the inner city or not.
Immediately, the man looked up to the sky and sighed, no longer rushing into the city, nor turning back to the fortified Guancheng, nor trying to escape, but instead made calculations in his mind.
There was no one hundred days, no fifty days, not even ten days. The key to the world, Taiyuan City in the heart of Hedong, only lasted eight days?!
At this point, I don't know whether it was because the first explosion was too close, or because the horse had just overturned the heavy armor and fell to the ground, or maybe because I suddenly caught a glimpse of the dragon and activated countless...
Soldiers poured in from the southwest gap. The Jurchen general felt a tightness in his chest, and then he slumped down on the restaurant next to the T-shaped intersection.
However, after another quarter of an hour, after watching many soldiers entering the city, Zhao Guanjia, who was standing outside the gap with drooped hands, finally walked to the gap, and then suddenly stopped after climbing to the inner edge of the pit and stretched out his hand.
Rubbing the greasy hands on the exploded rammed earth wall.
It was from eating the duck just now.
After wiping off the grease, Zhao Guanjia, who was not wearing armor, turned around at the gap with his hands full of black dust and looked at the civil and military ministers in the big pit behind him who had already regained their composure, and announced openly:
"My lords, the city is broken!"
Hearing the official's words, Wu Jie was the first to react. He took a half-step forward with his knife, took off his gloves, and imitated an official applying plaster on the ground with his hands. Then he bowed respectfully in the gap and replied:
"Reporting to the official family, congratulations to the official family, the ties in Taiyuan City have indeed been broken!"
The people around him followed suit one after another, plastering ashes and bowing down together, while Zhao Jiu didn't say much, just chuckled, then turned around and walked into Taiyuan City.
Thousands of miles away, the unexpected Yue Fei spent a long time to stop the chaos among his subordinates, and then calmly ordered to enter the city, but he was half an hour late to Zhao Guan's house.
The poem says:
"Bo Yan collects vines in his new field and grows acres of vines here.
Uncle Fang stopped by with three thousand chariots to prepare for the master's test.
Uncle Fang took the lead and rode on his four-horse, four-horse wings.
The carriages on the road have a pair of clothes, a bamboo mat and a fish suit, and a hook and leather hook.
Bo Yan collects the herbs in his new field and in this middle village.
Uncle Fang came to stop with three thousand chariots in the center of the banner.
Uncle Fang led the way and made an appointment with him.
Obey his orders, Emperor Zhu Fusi, with green and green embroidery.
The flying falcon, flying in the violent sky, also gathers and stops.
Uncle Fang stopped by with three thousand chariots to prepare for the master's test.
Uncle Fang led the way, Zheng people beat the drums, and Chen Shi led the troops.
Xianyun Fang Shu, cut down the drums in Yuanyuan, and invigorated Khotan.
You are stupid and thorny, and the great country is a thorn.
Uncle Fang is a veteran, Ke Zhuang is the best.
Uncle Fang led the way and was sentenced to death.
The roar of military chariots is like thunder.
"Xianyun Fang Shu, conquering the wild beasts, and the wild bushes coming to threaten."
This volume is finished.
PS: Continue to dedicate a new book "Return to the Ming Dynasty to Be a Benevolent King"... The protagonist is Wanli...