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Chapter 343 0340 [Grandpa Han Shizhong is here! 】

Seeing Jin Wushu leading his army, Han Chang hurriedly reported: "Wushu, just now Tianjiazhai was about to be captured, but suddenly a group of cavalry came out, with three to four thousand people, and they were very powerful."

Jin Wushu knew in his heart that he was not to blame, so he suppressed his anger and comforted him: "It's okay, as long as you're fine!"

Han Chang felt warm in his heart and suggested: "The enemy army only has three to four thousand people. Even if you include the defenders of Tianjiazhai, there are only six or seven thousand people. We have the advantage of troops and should capture Tianjiazhai as soon as possible, otherwise we will wait until the opponent Once reinforcements arrive, it won’t be that easy.”

"I know."

Jin Wushu nodded, he also meant the same thing.

"Go back and prepare for war!"

After saying that, Jin Wushu turned the horse's head and ran towards Yongqing City.

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"Kill!!!"

The loud shouts of killing seemed to break through the sky.

Outside Xiongzhou Rongcheng, it has now turned into a Shura field.

Corpses were piled up layer after layer under the city, and the strong smell of blood filled the air. Countless Jin soldiers bravely climbed up the city wall along the ladder without fear of death, but they were all quickly killed by the defenders above the city tower.

Wanyan Zongwang was sitting on his horse, his face was ashen, and his eyes looking toward the tower were full of murderous intent.

Nearly four hours had passed since the siege began, and the city's defenders had repelled their attacks five times in a row.

Wanyan Yan on the side said firmly: "This is definitely not the Song Army!"

"Shandong thief!"

Wanyan Zongwang uttered three words in a cold tone.

After the envoys who had previously been sent to Shandong escaped and returned, they once said that the Shandong thieves and soldiers were brave and wore black armor.

At this time, these soldiers guarding the city fully conformed to what the envoy said.

Hearing the word "Shandong thief", Wanyan Loushi's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty, and he said loudly: "Du Tong, I will personally lead my tribe to attack the east city wall!"

He originally belonged to the command of Wanyan Zonghan, but during this southern invasion, he planned to personally avenge his son, so Wanyan Wu Qimai agreed to his request and transferred him to the East Route Army, under Wanyan Zongwang.

"it is good!"

Wanyan Zongwang nodded.

After receiving the order, Wanyan Loushi gave a ferocious smile and shouted: "My sons, follow me to break the city!"

"Woohoo!!!"

Three thousand Jurchen infantry, looking excited and shouting slogans, followed Wanyan Lou's room and rushed towards the east wall.

"Pfft!"

Blood spurted out and splashed on the dark black armor.

Han Shizhong chopped down the last Jinjun with one blow. Before he could take a breath, he heard the rapid sound of golden drums again from the Jinjun camp outside the city.

The sixth wave of the Jin Army's offensive is coming!

Han Shizhong shouted and asked: "Is the golden juice ready?"

"It's almost here, wait a minute!"

The soldier who was boiling the golden juice in the rear replied with an anxious look on his face.

After three hours of hard fighting, all the rolling stones and giant trees had been exhausted, leaving only a lot of golden juice.

But it takes at least a quarter of an hour to boil the golden juice.

Seeing the three thousand Jurchen infantry rushing from the city, Han Shizhong shouted: "Brothers, meet the enemy!"

"Meet the enemy!"

The soldiers of the Qingzhou Army on top of the city tower roared together, their fighting spirit boiling.

Feeling the high fighting spirit of his soldiers, Han Shizhong was full of pride. It was every general's dream to command such a powerful army.

Even if he died in battle, he had no regrets!

Three thousand Jurchen soldiers rushed to the bottom of the city wall. Wanyan Loushi held the steel knife in his mouth, held up his shield with one hand, grabbed the escalator with the other, and climbed up quickly.

After climbing up, he held his shield in front of him, jumped forward suddenly, and smashed into the crowd with his shield and his body.

For a moment, those who were hit by the Qingzhou Army fell on their backs.

Wanyan Loushi rolled over on the spot, abandoned his shield, took out the steel knife from his mouth, and slashed left and right.

At the same time, the Jurchen soldiers in the rear took the opportunity to climb up the city wall and join the battle.

There was chaos on top of the city tower, and the shouts of killing were intertwined, echoing in everyone's ears.

puff!

The bright red blood splattered in all directions.

Wanyan Loushi's entire face was shrouded in an iron mask, with only a pair of bloodthirsty eyes exposed. Like a wolf king, extremely fierce, he led a group of Jurchen soldiers to kill the Qingzhou army and retreated steadily.

"die!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came.

A steel knife came down from top to bottom and struck down on the head with the force of Mount Tai.

Wanyan Loushi reacted very quickly and hurriedly blocked with his sword.

when!

The harsh sound of metal clashing exploded in my ears.

Feeling the huge force and stinging pain coming from the tiger's mouth, Wanyan Loushi was shocked.

However, the opponent didn't give him any time to breathe, and the steel knife in his hand came like a violent storm.

One sword after another, each sword was powerful and heavy, and the sword never left the weak point of the armor.

Wanyan Loushi was also aroused with ferocity and brandished a steel knife to fight.

Dangdang!

The steel knives collided together and sparks flew everywhere.

Han Shizhong pretended to chop, and while Wanyan Loushi was blocking with his sword, he suddenly retracted his sword and kicked out with a sharp kick, hitting the opponent's abdomen hard.

This kick was so powerful and heavy that even Wanyan Loushi's majestic black bear-like body was kicked backwards, knocking over several Jurchen soldiers.

Holding back the overwhelming pain in her lower abdomen, Wanyan Loushi asked in a cold tone: "Who are you?"

"Golden Dog, listen up, grandpa Han Shizhong is here!"

Han Shizhong sneered, raised his sword and came to kill him.

Under the leadership of Han Shizhong, the Qingzhou Army stabilized their position and started fighting with the Jin Army who climbed onto the tower.

"Brigadier Han, I'm here to help you!" Just when the Qingzhou Army was in a bitter battle, a familiar voice sounded.

Yu Jun is here!

Han Shizhong was overjoyed. Yu Jun could come to help, which meant that the Jin soldiers in Xicheng had been killed and retreated.

Deng Deng Deng!

Bursts of heavy footsteps came from the stairs, accompanied by the sound of beetle leaves rubbing against each other.

After Yu Jun led reinforcements to join the battle, the situation immediately reversed.

Hundreds of gold figures were cut into several small pieces and blocked in the corner.

A hook-and-scythe spear poked out from behind the giant shield, harvesting the lives of the Jurchen soldiers wantonly.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

At this time, a harsh and sharp sound of golden gongs came from the Jin Army camp.

This was Ming Jin's signal to withdraw his troops.

"withdraw!"

Wanyan Loushi shouted angrily in dissatisfaction, and under the protection of his personal guards, he turned over and descended the city wall along the ladder.

The remaining Jurchen soldiers were not so lucky. Most were stabbed to death with spears, and a few jumped from the tower in a hurry and broke their legs.

Seeing the soldiers lying on the ground and wailing miserably, Wanyan Loushi was filled with anger.

Three thousand Jurchen soldiers attacked the city, but only less than two thousand returned.

After leading the tribe all the way back to the camp, Wanyan Loushi angrily yelled, "Why did you withdraw your troops at the request of gold?"

Wanyan Loushi's arrogant attitude made Wanyan Zongwang's eyes flash with a hint of coldness and his fists clenched.

In recent days, Wanyan Zonghan and his generals have become increasingly domineering.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Wanyan Zongwang explained: "The men are exhausted and their morale is low. Let's rest for a few days before attacking the city."

"Humph!"

Wanyan Loushi snorted coldly, turned and left.

Watching his leaving figure, Wanyan Zongwang looked gloomy.

Seeing this, Wanyan's mother made peace: "Oliyan is eager for revenge, and I hope you will forgive me."

"I know."

Wanyan Zongwang forced out a smile.

As I said before, the Jin people are not monolithic, but a hodgepodge. The Jurchens themselves are composed of many large and small tribes.

Wanyan Aguda was just the boss elected by many tribal leaders.

In addition, there are the surrendered generals and nobles of the new and old Liao Kingdom, as well as the Han people of the Liao Kingdom, the Han people of the Song Kingdom, etc.

When Aguda was reincarnated, the golden man was twisted into a rope.

But after he died of illness, the Jin people were immediately divided into three factions.

One faction is the Xiangguo faction headed by Wanyan Zonghan.

Wanyan Zonghan himself was very capable and experienced, and had many generals under his command, including Lou Shi, Yin Shuke, and Xi Yin.

This is also the reason why Wanyan Wu did not dare to touch Wanyan Xieye when he was begging for money.

Apart from his unfair reputation, he was mainly afraid of Wanyan Zonghan.

The other faction is the Prince's faction headed by Wanyan Zongwang. As the son of Aguda, he has a natural advantage. Most of his faction is the younger generation. In addition, there are Liao and Han people who have surrendered.

Finally, the emperor sent Wanyan Wu to beg for money, and those who supported him were all old Jurchen nobles.

These old nobles have lost their spirit and have suffered for most of their lives. Now they just want to have fun.

To be honest, Wanyan Wu felt aggrieved when he begged to be the emperor. He didn't have much military power, and the younger generation didn't care about him, so he could only deal with internal affairs.

Han Zhen always laughed at himself that he was a member of the Caotai team, but compared with Jin Guo, he seemed too formal.

Apart from anything else, at least the military and political power was firmly in his hands.

……

On the top of the city tower, looking at the golden figures disappearing like a tide, Han Shizhong fell to the ground, breathing heavily.

The Jin army was brave, and the siege battle for three consecutive hours left him exhausted.

There was no trickery in this battle. The firearms and artillery were still being transported by sea. It was completely a head-on fight with real swords and guns.

After arriving in Xiongzhou, because it was not clear which direction the Jin people would go south from Yizhou or Zhuozhou, for the sake of safety, Nie Dong led 15,000 soldiers and went straight to Suicheng, leaving Han Shizhong to lead the remaining 15,000 soldiers. Thousands of people guard Rongcheng.

In this way, no matter which direction the Jin people go south, they can intercept them.

The disadvantage is that the pressure to defend the city will be very high.

After all, after Guo Yaoshi surrendered, the Jin army's strength exceeded 100,000.

After resting for a moment, Han Shizhong ordered: "Count the casualties."

Not long after, the secretary of the army reported: "Reporting to the brigade commander, more than 800 of our soldiers were killed in the battle, including more than 2,000 lighter ones. We killed more than 4,800 enemy troops and captured more than 1,000 prisoners."

"All prisoners of war were killed."

Han Shizhong's tone was cold, and then he ordered: "Send another scout to inform Nie Dutong that the main force of the Jin army is here."

At this time, Yu Jun on the side suggested: "Should we ask Nie Dutong to reinforce us?"

"inappropriate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Shizhong interrupted: "The Jin people may implement the tactic of encircling the point to call for reinforcements, or they may send troops to surprise Suicheng, so the defenders of Suicheng cannot move."

Yu Jun frowned and said, "Then what should we do now?"

"Wait!"

Han Shizhong said firmly: "Wait for the county magistrate to deal with the Jin army in Yongqing, and wait for the sea transport to arrive!"

"Ok!"

Yu Jun nodded and said fiercely: "Damn it, when the field artillery and firearms arrive, I will make these golden men look good!"

"That's right!"

Thinking of the power of field artillery, Han Shizhong's lips curved into a sinister smile.

(End of this chapter)