In the Southern Song Dynasty, I competed with Mongolia for the world

Chapter 534 Zhao Yurui plans to bear all the infamy anyway
Song Jun took out a glass bottle-like object from the box he was carrying on his back, stuffed with a strip of cloth. This was Song Jun's simplest incendiary bomb, and it was full of high-grade alcohol.

He took a bottle and handed it to Song Zhuang: "You all wipe your wounds and rest for two-quarters of an hour before entering the city to help clean up. After two-quarters of an hour, gather at the left side of the south city gate."

Everyone responded in unison.

Song Zhuang took the bottle, tore off the outer strip of cloth, and directly wiped the wound with the alcohol on the strip. Ah, he gritted his teeth in pain the next moment.

Everyone suddenly laughed.

Song Xiong looked at the crowd and sighed secretly in his heart. Everyone was fighting for the Song Army and had so many casualties, yet they could still laugh.

The Bo Ni people have become a thing of the past, and they will be the iron iron Song people from now on.

Everyone was sitting down to rest. They could hear the sound of gunfire getting farther and farther above, and the screams getting farther and farther away. This showed that the Song army was gradually entering the depths of the city.

After a while, another large group of people came over. Brother Song Xiong looked up and saw that the people opposite were generally short and dark-skinned, not like Song people, but both of them smiled and greeted each other.

Opposite are the natives of Hanzhou (Fei Lubing), and of course they are now considered Song people.

The Song soldiers all waved their heads and hands, and they moved forward in a mighty manner, then formed a group of five or six people, and each group was led by a Song soldier.

"They are relaxed and don't have to fight." Someone said dissatisfiedly.

Song Xiong and the others chose one of them to change their weapons. Song Xiong and Song Zhuang exchanged words. Song Xiong still took the sword and shield, and Song Zhuang changed his bow and arrow.

Song Jun glanced at him, said nothing, turned around and asked people to search the house.

Song Xiong and Song Zhuang were also very excited. They were going to get rich, and the Song people were going to start a robbery mode.

Everyone said nothing more and rested for two quarters of an hour. Fire and smoke were everywhere in the city, and there were shouts of killing everywhere, proving that the resistance in the city was fierce.

More people came in from behind and worked in batches and streets.

"Take turns, it will be their turn next time." Song Zhuang whispered: "I heard the officials said, take turns."

Ah, the other party screamed, but it was an old man, but he didn't hold a weapon.

There were Sandu Bo Ni people inside, all of whom had been maimed. There were exactly over 100 people in total, led by more than 20 Song Army fusiliers, and they went to the city together.

"An opening was opened at the city gate so that troops could march."

Phew, Song Zhuang's arrow didn't come out. Someone behind him had already shot an arrow at the Persian face door.

On the other side, a young Persian, probably in his early twenties, wanted to charge forward with a machete.

Song Zhuang and Song Xiong ran to the door of a house first. Song Jun waved his hand. Song Zhuang wanted to knock on the door, and then asked: "Fellow, are you at home? Can you open the door?"

"What are you doing? We're not saying that only those with weapons will be killed?" the leader of the Song army said angrily.

Across the way, a middle-aged Persian man was panicking to get a second arrow.

Song Xiong thought, yes, Song Jun said this before when he called for surrender.

"There are people in the back who collect them."

Ah, the Persian screamed and fell to the ground.

There were several large boxes of bows and arrows beside them, obviously they had just been moved in.

"After the war, you will all be allocated."

At this time, Song Jun, who was taking the lead, took out a map, which marked the blocks they were searching: "Starting from here, there are two streets, with hundreds of households belonging to us."

The distance between the two sides was too close, only a dozen steps, and Song Jun's arrow was very accurate, hitting his face squarely.

Everyone was overjoyed after hearing this.

"We have to finish before dark, let's go."

After a while, another group of former Bo Ni people came over and asked them to join forces and enter the city together.

Song Xiong had almost fired an arrow just now. He was frightened and angry. He raised his sword and shield and rushed in. He saw a figure running out of the house. Without saying a word, he went up and stabbed him.

In this way, their group of people had more than 70 bows and entered the city under the leadership of more than 20 Song army fusiliers.

Originally, the Song Army had arranged for the civilians to move out an empty tunnel at the city gate. Now everyone did not have to climb the wall and could enter through the city gate normally.

"Anyone holding a weapon will be killed, regardless of gender, age or child." The Song Army officer said loudly.

"After entering, they didn't take food, only money, and piled them outside the door."

Song Xiong was a little flustered: "Sorry, sorry, I'm a little flustered."

There were also women and children inside, who were driven into a house by the Song army one after another, and then began to search.

Song Xiong was the first to rush in. As soon as he entered, he felt a chill in his face. An arrow flew past his forehead, frightening him to the cold.

This large group of people went up to rescue people. They gradually carried down some injured Song soldiers and took them to the other side of the moat.

Bang, the Song army armed with a flintlock shot him in the head.

The Song army had already moved in. They started from the city gate and searched house to house.

At this time, they turned around and looked around. People and horses were also gathering on the other side of the city gate. They were the same as Song Xiong. The other side started from the left side of the city gate and went from house to house. They started from the street on the right and went from house to house.

Unexpectedly, Song Xiong went up directly and kicked the door open with one kick.

At this time, someone cautiously stepped forward and whispered to Song Xiong: "Didn't you say that anyone who dares to resist will be killed?"

"Grass." There were curses behind him, and Song Zhuang rushed in, raising his bow and moving forward.

The Song Army fusilier must have heard this and turned around and said: "The order from above has been changed. Do you have any sense of public morality? Are you going to be so cruel and leave some people to open the canal?"

"..." Song Xiong and others were speechless.

That's right, Zhao Yurui is preparing 300,000 Persians to open the Suez Canal and even the Panama Canal further away.

Historically, more than 100,000 people died when the Suez Canal was opened, with an average of more than 700 people dying for every kilometer dug.

Well, such a cruel and unethical thing could only have been done by Zhao Yurui during his lifetime to save his descendants from being scolded.

Anyway, Zhao Yurui plans to bear all the infamy.

There was a lot of money in this house, including gold, silver coins, jewelry, and even Song people's silks. It was obvious that he was a rich man. Song Xiong and the others carried them all out and piled them at the door. There was a gathering team behind them. Put the wealth on the carriage and take it away.

When they came out, various kinds of money were piled at the door of many houses.

But not far away, someone came over to report that five or six of them had entered a wealthy family. The opposite side looked like a noble family, and there were many people in the family. The Song army did not attack and one of them died.

Song Xiong's team immediately went to support.

"Incendiary bombs, prepare incendiary bombs." The officer leading the Song Army called back.

One of them was carrying a box of eight incendiary bombs and immediately took one out.

When they arrived at the door, the Song army was facing each other outside the door, but they did not dare to rush in. There were more bows and arrows inside, and the opposite side was blocked by a large thick wooden board. The Song army's fusiliers fired several shots to no avail.

"Get out of the way." Song Xiong lit an incendiary bomb and hit the wooden board inside hard.

Boom, a fire broke out, and the surrounding area suddenly jumped.

"Plop." The second incendiary bomb was thrown in, and the inside became even more chaotic.

Song Jun waved his hand, and Song Xiong and the others rushed in again. This time there were not many arrows, and many people inside were set on fire and were running away. Swish, the Song army fired their bows and arrows at each other, and the fusiliers also came in to fight. In a short time, they scattered the slave servants of the noble family.

Two fusiliers from the Song Army stood together at this time, and the latter asked the one in front: "Why don't you use grenades?"

This team did not bring incendiary bombs, but all Song troops (the real Song soldiers carried flintlock rifles) each had three grenades.

"Just three. Save what you can. Aren't there incendiary bombs?" Song Jun said with a smile.

"Damn it." Song Jun cursed later, and then went in to finish.

This family resisted fiercely and even killed a Bo Ni man, Song Bing. Song Xiong and the others went in and killed them. The two leading Song soldiers were outside the yard and pretended not to see them.

"Look for a underground kiln. Such a wealthy family usually has a lot of money." A Song Jun said at this time.

Sure enough, Song Xiong and Song Zhuang found two underground kilns. One contained a lot of wine, and the other contained treasures of money. Song Jun moved them out.

At this time, the whole city of Shiraz was like this. The Song army in the front was wiping out the main force of resistance, and detachments from behind came in one after another to check house to house. They only took money but not food, but those who dared to resist would even take food.

The city was like hell, but when the Bimeng army came in, the Song army was already kind.

The Mongolian army usually directly slaughtered the cities that resisted.

In less than a moment, Song Xiong and the others entered the middle of the city. At this time, someone came over and asked their team to help. It turned out that there were more than a hundred Mongolian troops guarding Takht Castle, and there were people from Du Boli in the castle. , a total of about four to five hundred people, and there are artillery on the castle, which is a bit difficult to shoot.

When Song Xiong and others arrived, they found that there were three to four hundred Song troops surrounding the castle, five hundred steps away from the castle.

There are more than a dozen Hongwu-style cannons on the castle, which can shoot two to three hundred paces away. The Song army does not dare to move forward now.

The artillery of the Song Army was outside the city, and they had no intention of bringing it in. I didn't expect that there would be artillery on the Takht Castle.

After a while, a Song Army commander arrived at the scene. It is said that the leader of the Mongolian army, Ji Shu, shot an arrow and asked to surrender, but asked the Song Army to let them go to the Iximu River. The Song Army refused, and the other party refused to surrender.

Song Jun commanded: "Why don't you let them surrender? Damn it, it saves trouble."

They were all confused, thinking only of killing all the Mongols, but did not expect to surrender.

"Now the imperial court needs population and labor. If possible, we will surrender."

The Song army commanded people to shoot arrows into it and let them surrender. The Mongolian army could leave and the Persians wanted to stay.

But this time Ji Shu didn't believe it anymore and decided not to surrender for fear of being fooled.

Someone suggested bringing in artillery from outside the city.

But it's not easy to pull in such a heavy cannon. In addition, the city is now in chaos and the roads are not easy to walk. It will take at least an hour.

The commander of the Song Army looked around and immediately ordered people to collect ladders from all over and attack directly.

Takht Castle is not high, just over two feet. Persians always have ladders in their homes, and they can be processed on site faster.

As a result, in less than half an hour, there were eight more ladders on the scene. The commander of the Song Army was speechless when he saw that it had taken so long to collect eight ladders.

But he didn't care and immediately ordered a strong attack.

This time Song Xiong and the others were unlucky. A large number of Bo Ni people and Fei Lu soldiers were sent to the front.

Song Xiong gritted his teeth, raised his shield and held a knife, and Song Zhuang followed behind with a bow and arrow.

"Up, up, up." Someone else carried the ladder forward.

As soon as they entered three hundred steps, boom, Takht Castle began to fire cannons.

A cannonball landed in the crowd, oh, someone screamed and was hit directly and knocked down.

But the Mongolian artillery, like the Hongwu artillery, was not very powerful. The Song army rushed forward in a swarm and quickly rushed to the city wall. The attack from the opposite side was still slow. It took only two rounds of fire at a distance of 300 steps, and there were no casualties. to a dozen people.

The Song army rode up the ladder and began to attack the ants. Song Zhuang who had bows and arrows shot upward from below, and the Song army's fusiliers also came up to help.

Song Xiong, who is armed with a sword and a shield, can only bite the bullet and climb up.

Fortunately, he deliberately fell behind and it was not his turn in the first wave. Not long after someone climbed up, a wave of hot oil rolled down from the top.

Suddenly everyone in the crowd screamed, and some people were burned to the point of being burned to pieces.

"Damn it, get out of the way." A Song army took a run for a dozen steps outside the city, and whoosh, a black thing was thrown up.

Phew, there was a Mongolian army at the top of the city. An arrow hit the Song army in the left chest, and the Song army fell to the ground.

Boom, there was an explosion at the top of the city, but it was a grenade that exploded at the top of the city.

The direction where the Song Army threw the grenade was towards Song Xiong. At this time, it was Song Xiong's turn. Song Xiong quickly climbed up. As soon as he climbed up, someone grabbed him: "Don't be in a hurry after I throw the grenade. You can wait until I throw the grenade." superior."

"Okay." Song Xiong held the shield above his head and climbed up crazily.

Bang, as if something heavy hit his head, his body swayed and he almost fell.

At this time, he had just climbed halfway when he lowered his head and saw a Song Army wave his hand, and boom, another grenade exploded on the city top above his head, and then another incendiary bomb was also thrown on it.

Both the Mongolian troops and the Persians above screamed and gave way.

Song Xiong quickly climbed up and was the first to climb to the top of the city.

As soon as he showed his head, he saw a Mongolian army pointing a bow and arrow at him. Fortunately, he had a shield in his hand and quickly blocked it in front of him.

With a flutter, two arrows hit the shield instantly.

He didn't dare to stay, so he rolled awkwardly from the crenel to the wall.

The Mongolian army and Persians on the opposite side were about to rush over. Song Xiong waved his hand and, whoosh, threw a black thing.

The Mongolian army and the Persians screamed in fear and fell down almost at the same time. It seemed that they had found a way to deal with the grenades.

Unexpectedly, it rolled over after landing. When everyone looked closely, it turned out to be a boot.

Song Xiong took a broken boot from a Persian leg that had been blown off and threw it over, startling the opponent.

At this opportunity, the second Song Army also came up.

The Mongolian army abandoned their bows and charged forward with swords, and Song Xiong also charged forward. Then, the third and fourth, Song troops came to the top of the city one after another.

After the Song army came up, it was easy to fight. They had incendiary bombs and grenades. The flintlock guns were even more powerful, and they could hit accurately every time.

Bang bang bang, someone fell to the ground as soon as the gunshot rang out.

In less than two-quarters of an hour, the Song army stormed through Takht Castle and City, but this wave of ants killed and injured hundreds of Bo Ni and Fei Lu soldiers.

The commander of the Song army was furious. He had previously said that he wanted to keep the labor force, and directly ordered to kill all the Mongolians who led the resistance.

After Takht Castle was captured, there was almost no resistance in the city.

After a while, Du Boli hid in an underground kiln and was captured alive.

Before midnight, the entire city of Shiraz was controlled by the Song army.

A large number of carriages began to go in and out of the city, and boxes of money were transported out of the city.

For Zhao Yurui, this was another fruitful day.

(End of this chapter)