I am Da Song

Chapter 67
The most regrettable thing in the world is that the enemy is right in front of your eyes, but you can do nothing about it.

There are only about [-] people left in Yue Fei's army, and nearly half of them are wounded, including Yue Fei, an incomparable famous general, who also suffered more than ten wounds, and his body is full of arrows like hedgehogs.

So even if Nianhan stayed in Qingcheng, only the guards were left by his side.The Song Army cavalry, at the end of their strength, was also unable to rush in and capture the enemy chieftain.

More than [-] bloody cavalry, led by Xu Wei, rushed into the inner city from Dailou Gate on the south wall.

Dailou Gate is on the west side of Nanxun Gate, which is the westernmost gate on the south wall, and it has three layers of urns, and its sight is winding. The defenders didn't even know that a Song army cavalry was rushing over, and it was too late to close the gate. The iron cavalry filed in.

A group of soldiers of the Song Army rushed into the inner city happily, but all the smiles on their faces disappeared suddenly. Countless people slowly stood up and stopped in front of the city gate.

What kind of ghostly scene came into view.

The western city was almost completely destroyed, a large number of houses and trees were burned, and the charred ashes spread to all directions like hideous scars, completely destroying the bustling appearance of Tokyo city.

A large number of ruins lie in the ruins, which is ugly enough, and there are densely packed corpses, burning flags, broken spears, and broken arrows all over the wreckage.

Most of the corpses are from Tokyo citizens. Most of the men died on their backs, while the women were much more miserable, especially the young girls, most of whom were disheveled. , with extremely painful faces, and even infants nailed to the wall with spears.

Today should have been a lively Lantern Festival, but the lanterns are no longer there, and the whole Tokyo seems to be sinking into a fiery purgatory.

It has been dilapidated like this, and everyone can still see the fire rising in front of it, and the sound of explosions continues.

The thunder of war drums resounded, and the shouts of killing came and went one after another.

Xu Wei raised his head and looked into the distance, and said, "The battle is taking place on Majunya Street, not far ahead."

"It's the Imperial Armory Station!" Xu Wei said decisively in the next moment: "The official army must be competing with the Jinren for the Imperial Armory Station. Only there, the official army will fight at all costs."

The soldiers of the whole army witnessed the tragic death of the citizens of Tokyo, and they were furious at the atrocities committed by the Jin army, wishing to torture all these Jin people to death.

There was no need to boost morale, Yue Fei raised his gun and shouted: "Soldiers, follow me to kill the enemy!"

The battle did indeed take place in the Imperial Armory, and today is the third day since the transfer of the Imperial Armory.

In order to transfer the equipment, boilers and materials in the workshop, a large number of imperial soldiers, imperial students and Tokyo citizens died in battle nearby, and blood stained thousands of meters around.

Only at Tiaomai Bridge, in order to prevent the Jin army from advancing eastward on the west wall, cut off the transfer road.The Tai students alone killed more than 3000 people and injured countless people. The Tai students suffered heavy losses and were almost beaten to pieces, losing all their combat power.

On the first bridge, in order to prevent the Jin army on the south wall from going north, the soldiers and civilians in Tokyo were killed and injured, and corpses were piled up in the Caihe River.At least tens of thousands of people along the line were massacred by the Jin army.

It is also with the help of these Tokyo soldiers and civilians who have gone forward one after another that the Forbidden Army can barely hold the front line, otherwise, even if there is gunpowder to help the Forbidden Army, it would have collapsed long ago.

In this battle, in order to defend the traffic arteries everywhere, guide the craftsmen to retreat.Thousands of people were killed by the imperial army, and many times more were injured.

Even if they rotated out of the city every day, the imperial army still couldn't resist such a fierce battle.More than 300 soldiers collapsed, cried and fled, broke away from the front line, and were all executed by Zhao Huan.

The Forbidden Army really underestimated the brutality of the war. The gold and silver promised by the officials are not so easy to get.Now that less than half of the time has passed, a large number of soldiers feel that their bodies and minds have almost reached their limits, and they may collapse at any time.

The sound of rumbling horseshoes made Zhang Shuye, who was standing guard in front of the first bridge, exhausted.

The Prime Minister of the Great Song Dynasty hadn't closed his eyes for two days and three nights, and he had been sitting near the imperial armory, coordinating the overall situation.

Carrying the evacuated team often leads to congestion, and officials need to go to ease it, otherwise every quarter of an hour of blocking is a waste of blood and sacrifices of countless soldiers and civilians.

As for why no other officials were sent to take charge of this matter?

That would be too overestimating the integrity of the Song Dynasty scholar-bureaucrats.No high-ranking official dared not avoid Yashishi, and risked being executed by the Jin army at any time to go out of the city to preside over the matter.

Even if the officials personally issued an edict, these officials refused to leave the city.When he was cornered, he resigned directly.This has almost become a trump card in the hands of officials to clean up redundant officials. In three days, more than 30 ministers, including Shangshu Zuocheng Feng Xie, have been forced to resign.

In addition to coordinating the overall situation, Zhang Shuye also has a 200-man Imperial City Division in his hands, serving as the army's reserve team, fighting fires everywhere.

Whether it is the Tiaomai Bridge or the first bridge, once the battle is urgent, the Imperial City Secretary must take the top at the critical moment.

All the firearms of the imperial army are in the hands of this army. After three days of bloody battle, the Imperial City Secretary has already thrown thousands of thunderbolt fireballs.

As a result, nearly [-] people were reduced.Because the gunpowder workers cannot fully control the burning time of the fuse, some are too long and some are too short.

More than a dozen times, the fireball exploded in the hands of Huangcheng Division, directly killing more than 30 members of Huangcheng Division.

There were also dozens of times when the lead wire was too long and the fireball was thrown out without exploding, but was thrown back by the Jin army, causing heavy casualties to the Song army.

At the beginning, there were 400 people in the imperial city, but now there are only more than 200 people left.Zhang Shuye and Wu Ge each commanded more than a hundred men and stood firm on each battlefield.

These hundreds of people died in battle, all for the reorganization of tens of thousands of new troops, to buy enough time and equipment.

In front of the first bridge, Zhang Shuye was in a daze, and couldn't remember how many times he was standing here.

This battle seems to have fallen into an endless cycle. Every day at dawn, the dense array of the Golden Army will rush over.

On the roofs and windows in all directions, there is always a continuous rain of arrows from the soldiers and civilians of the Song Dynasty.

The sound of the explosion was still deafening, the flames splashed, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

In a trance, Zhang Shuye felt that he had hallucinated.

It is no longer possible to tell the difference between the Jin army and the forbidden army. Why do the cavalry in the rear of the Jin army wear bright red robes and hold high the Song and Zhu banners.

Zhang Shuye was still in a daze when he heard wild roars erupting from all directions.

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

The mountains are shaking, and the whole city seems to be freely expressing its ecstasy and excitement.

It is the eruption of a city that has been suppressed for a long time, and it is the excitement of seeing sunshine and hope in the dark and haze.

Before Zhang Shuye fell down, the last scene that came into view was red flags fluttering all over the city, countless excited arms, densely packed sharp blades reflecting the sun.

(End of this chapter)