Fenghou

Chapter 52

At the cost of Yang Hua's life, Song Jun found a way to restrain the building cars, and cut off the follow-up Jurchen soldiers from going to the city, but a large number of Jurchen soldiers had already rushed to the top of the city, and started a bloody fight with Song Army soldiers. Many Jurchen soldiers went to Bucheng.

Wanyan Wulu could see clearly, and immediately ordered: "Support twenty siege ladders!"

Hundreds of soldiers from the puppet army rushed forward carrying the siege ladders. One after another, the Jurchen soldiers climbed up the city, and suddenly dropped several barrels of burning gunpowder from the top of the city, falling into the crowd. Gunpowder barrels exploded continuously, several siege ladders were blown off, hundreds of soldiers were overturned to the ground, and the strong shock wave and explosion caused nearly a hundred casualties.

But a few barrels of gunpowder could not change the situation of the siege. More and more Jurchen soldiers rushed to the top of the city. The Song army on the top of the city was already at a comprehensive disadvantage, and the casualties were increasing, and there were less than a hundred people.

In desperation, Chen Qing kicked the kerosene jar and smashed the kerosene jar, and the kerosene splashed everywhere. Chen Qing then threw the torch into the kerosene.

"boom!"

The flames burned rapidly on the top of the city. Logan suddenly came to his senses and led other soldiers to smash nearly a hundred kerosene altars. Black kerosene poured out one after another and filled the top of the city. Hundreds of bundles of straw were ignited, turning the city into a sea of ​​flames.

Chen Qing shouted: "Retreat! Retreat!"

He opened a bloody road and led dozens of soldiers back to the entrance of the tunnel. The [-] Song troops at the two entrances, led by Yang Yuanqing, stubbornly withstood the Jurchen soldiers' attack into the city.
Soldiers screaming and burning were everywhere on the top of the city. Countless Jurchen soldiers couldn't bear the roasting of the fire, and they were covered in fire, rolling and climbing up the city ladder to escape.

At this time, a Song Army soldier covered in fire rushed out, pointed to the northeast corner and cried, "Luo Du's head is still on the wall!"

With a loud roar, Chen Qing turned over and rushed into the raging fire. He rushed over in one breath. The fire was slightly smaller in the northeast direction. Luo Gan was covered in blood, covering the retreat of several injured soldiers of the Song Army. Several Jurchen soldiers held swords in their hands and stared at him like a pack of wolves.

Chen Qing rushed forward, wielding his long spear and killed several people in a row. The remaining Jurchen soldiers retreated after seeing his incomparable bravery.

Luo Gan was seriously injured, Chen Qing picked him up and rushed towards the corridor.
Chen Qing rushed to the city and put Luo Gan down slowly. Not only did Luo Gan have more than a dozen cuts on his body, bleeding profusely, he was also severely burned by the fire, his hair was gone, and his chest heaved violently.

He grabbed Chen Qing's hand with all his strength and said with difficulty: "No matter what, we must hold on to hold on"

As soon as he let go of his hand, he passed away.

Chen Qing's tears were already streaming down his face. He closed Luo Gan's wide-open eyes with his hands, and a stream of hot tears flowed down, "Don't worry, unless the enemy troops step over my corpse!"

Chen Qing stood up, wiped away tears and ordered: "Vice General Yang, throw all the remaining kerosene to the city!"

The flames on the top of the Jianbaiguan city were soaring, and there were no more soldiers alive. More than a thousand Jurchen soldiers also retreated hundreds of steps away, staring blankly at the five destroyed buildings, as well as the flames and flames above the city. thick smoke.

Wanyan Wulu looked at the raging flames at the top of the city in shock, and then his eyes fell on the city gate, which was scorched and hung on the city gate in tatters.

"Can the city gate be attacked?" Wanyan Wulu turned around and asked.

Commander Wan Yanhui hastily said: "Marshal, there is a tens of thousands of catties of boulder stuck in the city gate, and it cannot be dragged out. There is another boulder blocking the gap, and then there are thousands of sandbags."

"I just asked if you can attack?" Wanyan Wulu interrupted Wanyan Hui with an angry roar.

"Report to Marshal, don't attack!"

Wanyan Wulu clenched his fists and snorted heavily. He looked at the sky and said to everyone: "I believe the other party's fuel has been exhausted. After dark, hold a torch and continue to attack the city. Before noon tomorrow, Guancheng must be captured by me!"

Five soldiers of the Song Army were drawn to die. Chen Qing judged that the enemy would definitely fight at night, and they could use the cover of night to blow up the enemy's buildings.

The building cars are too much of a threat to them. It may not be successful to blow them close to the city wall. It is best to blow them up first.

Chen Qing said to the five dead warriors: "The battle at night is very chaotic. Be smart, and you have a great chance of surviving. No matter whether you survive or not, I will reward you heavily!"

The five soldiers of the Song Army nodded silently. In front of them were five gunpowder kegs. The gunpowder kegs were not big, they could only hold five catties, and they could be carried behind their backs.

"Leave after dark!"

At nightfall, tens of thousands of Jurchen soldiers held up their torches and took care of their arrows like daylight. The sound of war drums shook the sky and the horns wailed. Jurchen soldiers and puppet soldiers rushed up one after another like a tide. The siege ladder and the last five building vehicles are also on standby at any time, ready to attack the city.

The flames on the top of the city had already been extinguished, and the charred corpses had been cleaned up. Yang Yuanqing took the lead and led [-] soldiers back into the battle, while the general Chen Qing was in charge of commanding the overall battle, and Zheng Ping led [-] soldiers as a support team.

The rolling logs and stones on the top of the city fell like hailstones, and soldiers kept screaming and fell down the city, and Jurchen soldiers rushed to the top of the city, and were killed by the heroic Song army.
The ten tiger shooters were still lying in ambush on the wall in front of the horse, constantly shooting the strong enemy generals or soldiers with the god arm crossbow.

"Commander, the third defensive position in the east, please help!"

A thin soldier stumbled towards him and shouted. Chen Qing recognized him. He turned out to be Du Min, a scholar who wrote letters to the soldiers. He also put on armor and held a short spear in his hand. Pale and bloody.

"Help him down to stop the bleeding!"

Chen Qing ordered the medical soldiers to take Du Min down, and he turned his head and shouted hoarsely: "Old Zheng, support the third defensive position in the east!"

From fighting in the early morning to now, Chen Qing's voice has long been hoarse.

Zheng Ping led fifty men to the third defensive position in the east, which was the Jurchen's attacking position. A dozen of the mighty Jurchens had rushed to the top of the wall, and the Song army escort guarding this position had been killed. The next seven or eight soldiers were killed and retreated steadily, and the situation was extremely critical.

With a loud roar, Zheng Ping rushed up with fifty soldiers, and in one go, he killed more than a dozen Jurchen soldiers and went to the city.

There was also a crisis at the fifteenth defensive position in the west. A Jurchen centurion in heavy armor stood on the battlements, like a huge black bear, sweeping over the Song army with a mace in his hand. The head of Song Jun was smashed.

All three tiger shooters shot him, but the Jurchen centurion didn't realize it, as if he hadn't been shot at all.

Chen Qing was very anxious, picked up a short spear and threw it vigorously, the short spear drew a lightning bolt, "Puff! The short spear pierced through the helmet and head of the Jurchen centurion, and the centurion raised his head to the sky and screamed, and fell backwards.

Although he was dead, dozens of Jurchen soldiers under him had rushed to the top of the city, each one extremely fierce.

"follow me!"

Holding a shield in his hand, Chen Qing grabbed a big ax and rushed up, followed by a dozen of his men.

This gap has been opened by the Jurchen, and a steady stream of enemy troops are coming to the top of the city. Chen Qing first wants to cut off the enemy's way to the city.

He rushed to the top of the stairs and hit him hard with his shield. A Jurchen soldier who had just climbed up to the top of the wall screamed and fell down the wall.

"Cover me!" Chen Qing roared hoarsely.

A dozen soldiers behind rushed forward, withstood the counterattack of a group of Jurchen soldiers on the top of the wall.

Chen Qing used his shield to resist the enemy soldiers climbing up. He saw that the rungs of the siege ladder had been replaced with iron and could only deal with the handrails. The handrail was cut off, the siege ladder shook violently, several Jurchen soldiers couldn't stand, and fell to the city one after another.

He then cut off the handrail on the other side, pulled and pushed hard, and the siege ladder lost its center of gravity and fell sideways. A dozen Jurchen soldiers screamed and jumped down the city.

Chen Qing felt a pain in his left shoulder, and was shot by a cold arrow, followed by an arrow in his back. He was hit by two arrows in a row, and the Jurchen had already fixed his eyes on him.

Enduring the severe pain from the two arrow wounds, he picked up a spear, roared, and killed dozens of Jurchen soldiers on the top of the city.
There was a sudden 'boom' explosion on the battlefield, and a building car [-] paces away overturned and fell down.

Before Jin Bing could react, the other four buildings exploded continuously, or their chassis were blown up, or they were blown into two pieces. This was something that all Jin Bing did not expect. got off the bus.

Wanyan Wulu was so angry that he jumped into a rage, and immediately ordered to put all the siege ladders into the city, and then put in [-] troops. They must take down the Jiandao Pass by noon, otherwise all the siege soldiers will be killed!

'Boom!Boom!Boom! '

The sound of war drums kept going all night, and wave after wave of attacking golden soldiers fought desperately to attack Guancheng.

The Song army on the top of the city fought bloody battles, and the six hundred soldiers united as one, and never took a step back until the last moment of their lives.

The fierce siege battle lasted from the first watch of the night until dawn, and then from dawn to noon. The Jin soldiers successively invested [-] Jurchen soldiers and [-] puppet soldiers, causing more than [-] casualties. .

Six hundred soldiers of the Song Dynasty rebuilt the city of Guan with their lives. Most of them were killed, and only less than [-] people remained. Above Guancheng.

Wanyan Wulu's order to take down the Jiandao Pass before noon was shattered again, Wanyan Wulu's eyes were red, and he roared: "Add another five thousand Jurchen soldiers, and let me fight into the city!"

"Marshal, the siege ladder is exhausted!"

Wanyan Wulu went crazy. Looking at the five damaged buildings, he yelled: "Qianyuan County recruited two thousand craftsmen to build two hundred siege ladders before dark, and they will all be killed if they are late!"

The surrounding generals couldn't bear it any longer, and a Jurchen general hugged him, "Marshal, calm down first, even if you win Guancheng at night, it will be too late to go to Dasan Pass, and you will lose your brothers' lives in vain!"

Wanyan Wulu drew his sword and was furious, "Bastards! How dare you disobey my orders!"

At this moment, a cavalryman galloped over, held up an express letter and shouted from a distance: "Pingliang Mansion Urgent Report!"

Wanyan Wulu took the letter and read it carefully, the contents inside made him stunned, and the letter slipped to the ground.

There is only one sentence on it: "The monk Yuan Jinbing suffered a disastrous defeat, and the coach Wanyan died without standing!" '

　The Battle of Arrowhead Pass is finally finished, it's not easy!

　　This is the battle of the protagonist's rise, so the writing is very detailed,
　　Try to change Lao Gao's previous weakness of carelessness.

　　Ask for tickets, ask for rewards!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)