I am Da Song

Chapter 33
Zhao Huan has been standing on the city wall, looking at the fierce fighting in the city.

It has been more than half an hour since the roar started, and no reinforcements have been sent outside the city.It is very likely that the messenger who asked for help from the Jin people was sniped and killed in the city by the people of Tokyo.

But the snow is getting bigger and bigger, from the flying snowflakes at the beginning to the heavy snow now.The attacking Tokyo military and civilian offensive was greatly hindered.

Some people's fingers are stiff, and a large piece of flesh falls off when the bowstring is drawn.Some of them were so stiff that they were knocked down by the Jin army when they attacked the Jin army's position.

But the most critical problem is that the military and civilian offensive in Tokyo is weak. Although they stormed the Jin Army's positions from all directions, they were unable to shake the Jin Army.The people of Tokyo lack an elite army, like a sharp dagger, which opens a gap for the main force with one blow.

This sharp dagger is supposed to be the imperial army of the Song Dynasty, but Zhao Huan took a look at it and hid under the eaves to watch the excitement, and even applauded the imperial army... The imperial army has made great progress, but it is obviously still a long way from the bloody mountains and rivers Not a small distance.

But the wind and snow were the help of the Jin people. When the outer wall was attacked, it was snowing heavily, and Nianhan felt that "the snow is so strong, it is like adding 20 recruits".At that time, the Jin people were also in a hurry to attack the city by the heavy snow, and then pushed the three buildings on the opposite floor to attack the city, and the arrows and stones became more and more powerful.

Now that it was snowing heavily, the Jinren even launched a wave of counterattacks after the stalemate.

They lived outside the Great Wall of ice and snow all year round, and they didn't care about the snow, even their bows and arrows were not affected.Under the protection of bows and arrows, the Jurchens of the Jin Army finally opened the alley, and the left and right departments resumed contact.

Unable to do anything, Chen Dong shouted on the roof: "We have achieved our goal, and we don't need to fight meaninglessly with the Jin army anymore. We will retreat temporarily."

But the retreat of tens of thousands of people is equivalent to the dismissal of a school-sized student at the same time.Without the golden man chasing, hundreds of people were trampled to death.

On the contrary, the retreat of the other Tokyo heroes did not cause much disturbance, because they retreated in different directions and at different times.Along the long long street, there are too many alleys, portals for their retreat.

And their fighting also bought time for the students to retreat. The Jinren were too busy dealing with them to pursue the retreating Tai students with all their strength.

The military and civilians in Tokyo did not have a unified command, and it took nearly half an hour just to retreat.

When the sporadic battles in various places are over, as far as the eye can see, there are corpses lying everywhere on the spacious wheat straw street, and the dead are lying on their pillows.Piles of corpses were piled on top of each other, with broken guns and broken swords filled with corpses, and broken arrows everywhere.

Throughout the day today, thousands of Tokyo citizens died, and nearly 2000 people were killed or injured by the Jin Army on various battlefields.The key is that nearly half of the Jin army's casualties were Jurchen direct descendants.

In other words, the people of Tokyo came from all directions this time, killing four or five hundred Jurchens.Half of them were shot to death by the condescending military residences in Tokyo, and the other half died in all kinds of street fighting.

Jin Jun rushed into the shops on both sides of the long street with red eyes, and too many people failed to come out alive.

This is also an important reason why Shi Yema did not order the Jin soldiers to pursue when the Song people retreated.

Walking into all kinds of alleys, once the golden man lost his way, at least a hundred people would be killed or injured.

The population of the Jurchens is too expensive to withstand this kind of consumption.

Even in this battle, the Jurchen casualty ratio was as high as ten to one, and Shi Yema's eyes were still red with anger.

With so many Jurchens killed and injured, how should I return to the camp and explain it?
In the freezing weather, the Jin army was still unable to retreat, and Shi Yema had to stay where he was, and guard the remaining hundred gun mounts.

The military and civilians in Tokyo launched raids from all directions, damaging more than [-] artillery machines.

The Song army also destroyed all the siege equipment near Caihe, and the Jin army's siege today failed again as usual.

When Jin Jun was depressed and his body was cold, he was in front of Suzaku Gate not far from Baokang Gate.

The soldiers and civilians of the Song Dynasty fell into a carnival, and countless people in Tokyo were enthusiastic, and they arrived at Suzaku's gate with the golden soldier's head they had won through hard work.

Li Bao was the first to arrive. The place where he fought was on the west side, closer to Suzaku Gate.

Moreover, in order to impress the officials deeply, he led the people to retreat after burning three golden cannons.

After all, in the palace, his subordinates had chopped off 47 golden heads and hung them around his waist.With confidence in his heart, he didn't waste time going to the fierce battlefield in Wheatstraw Lane to grab the head.

It is said that he brought 47 golden soldiers' heads, which even alarmed the emperor who was overseeing the battle at Baokang Gate.

Zhao Huan came to the Zhuque gate in person and asked Qin Hui, the censor Zhongcheng, to take the censor down for inspection.

The Suzaku gate was wide open, and Qin Hui solemnly walked out of the gate under the guard of the imperial city's personal servants.

Li Bao ordered his subordinates to pile up the heads on the right side of the Longjin Bridge. The 47 golden heads gathered together into a small Beijing official looked extremely inspiring.

Li Bao was wearing heavy armor, but without hesitation, he brought more than two hundred surviving brothers and knelt down towards the imperial flag on the city, pushing the golden mountain and the jade pillar.The dense crowd knelt neatly into one piece.

"Grassman Li Bao, kill the thief under the order of the official family! Get the head of the thief 47, please offer the imperial guard!"

The north wind is bitter, and the world is silent.

But there was a burst of carefree laughter on the city wall, and the laughter came from Zhao Huan.

Looking at the densely packed soldiers and civilians kneeling under the city, their clothes stained with blood and wounds on their bodies, they were obviously dilapidated and filthy, but Zhao Huan seemed to see a bright hope.

Zhao Huan only felt all the depression that had been accumulated in his chest for a long time, and all the clouds were gone.

There is endless joy and expressiveness in this big laugh!
Who said that Song Dynasty was unpopular?Who said that the big Song flies camp dogs?
With this kind of people, with such loyal subjects, how could the world be destroyed?

Emperor Zhao Song was replaced by himself, and the biggest shackles of the Song Dynasty were broken. This world will surely glow with a different vitality!

Zhao Huan laughed heartily, causing everyone in the city to be amazed.

Countless people looked at the city tower in surprise, wondering why the officials reacted like this?

Qin Hui was hugging a ferocious human head and examined it carefully. Hearing the official laugh wantonly, his body trembled, and the head rolled down to his feet.

So the officials hope that these heads are real or fake?

In an instant Qin Hui was in a cold sweat, if he had guessed wrong.

Officials don't want to reward so many official positions, but all the reports they report are true.Then with the malice towards him from the officials, I am afraid that he will definitely be punished.

However, if the officials hope that these heads are really the heads of Jinren, and they declare that they are all fakes and fail to meet all expectations, then I am afraid that they will not even escape death!
Qin Hui swallowed, turned his head and looked behind him, everyone was eagerly watching this place, waiting for a result.

How you announce the result will affect the fate of countless people.

(End of this chapter)