I am Da Song

Chapter 54
It was the more than [-] Jurchens who emerged from the collapse of Taixue that Yelu Huaiyi placed high hopes on.

Taixue is located between Wheatstraw Lane and Nanheng Street, and is closer to Nanheng Street to the south.

Because it was separated by Nanheng Street, the fire did not continue to spread southward, and most of the Jurchens who escaped gathered on Nanheng Street.

As long as these people drive straight west to Chongmingmenwai Street, they can attack the Song army that is forming at the intersection of West Street along the street to the north.Even if the Song army is defeated and they pursue the victory to the north, they may even capture Chongming Gate in the inner city in one fell swoop.

In this regard, Yelu Huaiyi has great expectations.With so many golden men dead tonight, he had to take down the south wall of the inner city, so that he could make up for his mistakes.

The Jurchen Qianhu who was regrouping on Nanheng Street was named Shang Fuzao, and the other Qianhu had already died in the flames.

The Golden Army is famous for its thick and long blood bars, and a big fire is not enough to empty its blood bars.

Standing in front of the formation, Shang Fuzao yelled at the ashen-faced Jin army, which was recovering: "These southern barbarians dare not fight in a dignified manner, and only use some despicable tricks. I wait for the Jurchen warriors, and I will not catch mice with them here." .Go to the battlefield and chop them all up."

The soldiers in the army, their faces flushed from roasting, and their moods were very irritable. They wished to kill wantonly to vent their anger. They all raised their long knives and raised their arms and shouted: "Kill all these Nanmans. Let them all be brutalized to death."

"Yes! Cruelty to death, revenge for the people!"

Just as the group of golden men were clamoring to go west, the Wuchengwang Temple stood quietly on the west side of Taixue, separated by a royal street.

In the Wu Temple, the statues of famous sages and generals of all dynasties and heroes of Zhuxia are tall and majestic.Under the tall statue, one after another gazed at the golden men who were marching on the long street outside the temple.

"The golden man has entered an ambush!" Behind the statue of Zhuge Liang, a Tai student walked out.

On the other side, a hero came out from behind the statue of Han Xin, bowed respectfully to Han Xin three times, and said: "I heard that the soldiers fought with their backs and defeated more than [-] enemy troops. I hope the soldiers will bless you, and today we will fight with our backs." , It can also be the beginning of the massacre of one hundred thousand Jinjun."

Tai Xue respectfully bowed to Kong Ming three times, and said: "Marquis Wu is loyal and righteous through the ages, and may he protect our loyal descendants and defeat the Jin army."

More and more Tai students and Tokyo heroes came out from behind the statue.

Obviously, the military and civilians in Tokyo, who have a good location, have a great advantage in terms of surprise.

The so-called good defenders hide under the nine grounds; those who are good at attacking move above the nine heavens.

In any case, Jin Jun would never have imagined that as soon as they set off, the soldiers and civilians in Tokyo had already lurked behind them.

This kind of highly spiritual military deployment like an antelope's horns was really beyond the expectations of all the generals of the Golden Army.

Both Shang Fuzao and Yelu Huaiyi thought that the direction of Taixue had been eliminated, and no one would have thought that the Song people would suddenly appear at the starting position of the Jurchens.

Li Bao walked out of the crowd and said cursingly: "These Tai students are a group of cowards. If I want to say, they should go north from the imperial street between Tai Xue and Wucheng Wang Temple, and they can go west and attack West Street from the rear. Go to the Khitan people and cut off a large number of heads. You can also go east to the wheat straw lane and burn a large number of artillery emplacements. They insist that we follow the Jurchens and surround and kill hundreds of remnants and defeated generals in this area."

Li Bao was not wrong when he said the word remnant soldiers and defeated generals.

The golden man's blood bar is extremely long, and even if he encountered a fire, his will to fight did not collapse, and he still went to besiege the Song army with high morale.

But fighting is not a street fight after all. Twenty hundred households of the Jin Army were burned, and most of them died in the sea of ​​flames.The rest of the people got together temporarily, and the organizational structure and tacit cooperation could not be compared with the heyday.

That's why they were noisy when they marched, and the formation was messy.

The good men on the side persuaded: "The Khitan people are golden lackeys. The good men fighting in the West Street have heard that they have restrained a large number of stragglers in the streets and alleys. As long as they can defeat this team of Jurchens, the main force of the Khitan will surely be defeated." will retreat, and we can calmly strangle the remaining skirmishers."

Li Bao lifted his heavy two-handed battle axe from the side. This should be a bit bulky and long-winded weapon, but matched with his burly body of four hundred catties behind the armor, it was just the right size and complemented each other, adding a bit of bravery.

"I understand the truth! But I'm just too angry, and I have to listen to the arrangements of this group of lip service. When will it be our turn to direct this group of lip service?"

Li Bao let out an irritable roar, and led the people to the west with a dull head.

Seeing that the anger on the head of the boss had almost burned into substance, the others were afraid of being implicated, so they could only quietly follow behind.

"Should we really learn from Sun Tzu?" After walking for a long time, the heroes saw that Li Bao stopped suddenly, with dubious expressions on their faces.

"Brother should be Lao Tzu, why do you want to learn from grandson." A hero said immediately.

Li Bao slapped the speaker on the head and scolded: "You are so stupid that it seems that we are not very smart. In the future, read more books, learn "Grandson" well, and go to direct those who only talk about it." .”

The upright man still didn't understand, and murmured in a low voice, "Why do you want to learn "Grandson", and you feel aggrieved when you hear the name. It's not like "Lao Tzu". The name is so good, it will take advantage of others."

The Tai student on the side smiled and joked: "Because Tokyo City belongs to us and yours, but it belongs to those grandchildren after all. Learn hard, good man."

"Hiss, from what you said, it seems quite reasonable."

"I made you reasonable! I made you reasonable!" Li Bao was so angry that he jumped up and slapped this idiot hard.

"Brother, brother, don't be angry. You can be mad at these scholars if you play tricks with them." The others hurriedly grabbed Li Bao and said, "The Jurchens are about to arrive at Yanzhen Temple. Let's hurry up and prepare to burn the road." Firewood."

The door of the room next to the road was suddenly opened, and three imperial students came out of it, and said angrily: "Without me waiting to speak, you can't even find the firewood for the fire."

While talking, gates on both sides of the long street were opened one after another. Behind the gates, people walked up the long street holding firewood, ranging from an old man with gray hair to a thin woman with a snot in her nose. The children, regardless of the severe cold, sent out all the firewood left at home.

Firewood was piled up shoulder-to-shoulder with the heroes on Chongmingmen Street, and someone tore down the doors, windows, and beams of the houses, completely blocking the road.

Li Bao led all the heroes and students who participated in the battle to stand in the north of the long street, and threw the torch on the pyre with his own hands. Because it was poured with grease, the fire burst into flames instantly.

Through the raging fire, Li Bao could still see the densely packed Tokyo citizens in the south, whether old or weak, women or children, they all waved enthusiastically to him.No one cares about how to survive this cold winter without charcoal in the future.

At this moment, Li Bao understood why the folks always called Ji and other strong fighters heroes, not heroes.

The real heroes are these Tokyo citizens who are desperate to defend their homes and country!

"Go! Go kill the gold man!" Li Bao waved heavily to the people on the opposite side of the fire, full of spirit and confidence.

Although the Jin army is brutal and rampant, there are millions of people in Tokyo to help behind him, and he will definitely be able to burn the Jin people in the raging fire of Tokyo!
(End of this chapter)