The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

The First Champion Chapter 469

The sound of shouting and killing echoed in the buildings on the street, and soldiers from the Song Dynasty began to shoot back arrows from the roof of the building.

Countless Liao people on the ground fled in all directions, and they didn't know when those tall buildings were full of archers.

Aguda hesitated for a moment, and did not enter the city at night, giving Yao Pingzhong and Zhongli enough time.

A Jurchen prince died, each of them looked like a madman, and quickly got off his horse to hide under the building, touching his bow and shooting arrows to fight back.

The war horses galloped to and fro the big tent, and the Jurchen dispatched troops and generals, and began to march in the city step by step.

The street fighting in Datong officially started.

"Yao Xiyan is a general of the dynasty and has to be rescued. Xijun Paoze is my brother from the township party and has to be rescued." Zhong Shidao said with a firm face.

Some of the teachers hesitated a little and asked, "If so, wouldn't our efforts in Yingzhou be in vain?"

"Xiao Zhong, what do you mean!" Yao Gumei flew into his temples, obviously very angry, and he didn't care about each other's face.

Master Zhong knew how he felt, and said, "Second Brother Yao, what are you in a hurry for? I didn't say no to help. The Western Army was besieged, so we didn't go, and Qin Long's elders didn't agree. It's just Yingzhou... yes It’s not about leaving some hands behind.”

"Yao Xiyan said he was besieged, but I don't think so. He has the Qin Feng Army and the Shenwu Army in his hands. Even if he fights in the streets of Datong, he may not have a chance of winning. Now the comparison is between us and the Jinren's reinforcements. Who can do better? Arrive soon. This may seem dangerous, but it is actually an excellent fighter!" At the critical moment, Zhong Shidao made a final decision. After speaking, he glanced at the generals and said in a concentrated voice: "The fortress of Yingzhou Mansion, leave some soldiers and horses for defense. , Gather your subordinates and go to Yunzhou to help!"

In Yingzhou Mansion, the ancient yellow dust road was full of smoke and dust.

As the war horses galloped back and forth, the soldiers and horses distributed in various fortresses began to gather.

Coincidentally, the Jurchens also walked out of Yingzhou Mansion one after another, rushing eastward desperately.

In Yingzhou Mansion, only the Jurchen, Mouk, and the Eighth Battalion of the Resentful Army remained.These meager combat powers are indeed a bit weak in this battle between the strong in the cloud.

Guo Yaoshi was worried, for fear that those Qin people from the northwest would come to attack the city.Although the city of Yingzhou Mansion is high and deep, the soldiers of the Eighth Battalion of the Resentful Army under his command have not yet fully returned to their hearts.Clown Dong died, but his confidants were still united and hated him.

They were not very strong soldiers in the first place, and in this battle where both sides were elites, it was not easy to protect themselves.Fortunately, his worry only lasted for three days. Standing on the top of Yingzhou Mansion, Guo Yaoshi was shocked to find that the soldiers and horses in Yunnei, no matter which side they belonged to, were marching towards Datong.

At this time, in Weizhou Mansion, Zong Ze and Wang Ting faced the sand table and arranged the marching road.

"Boss, this time, Yunnei is going to become the main battlefield."

Zong Ze raised his head, saw Wang Ting's eyes meeting his own, and sighed lowly: "Unfortunately, Yelu Dashi escaped a little earlier, otherwise we could buy some time for Da Song."

"Boss, we have a strong army and plenty of food and money, so why wait any longer? The last general thinks it's the right time to start a war!" Wang Zhi was full of confidence. Although Jurchen was strong, he was not afraid of a battle.

Zongze shook his head lightly, and just wanted to explain what was in his heart and the new policy of Shaozai, but he didn't say anything, he just said: "General Wang's words are right, our soldiers are upright, this time Fan took Yunnei and added a north gate Pingfan to the Great Song Dynasty."

Now that the fight has reached this point, of course the more morale the better, Zong Ze pointed at the sand table and said: "From here, we will go through, and along the way we can stop the Jurchen reinforcements coming down the Sanggan River."

"That's... Wanyan Lou's room?"

Zong Ze nodded, and a stern look flashed in his eyes: "Just hit him Wanyan Loushi!"

Bianliang City, a small courtyard in the west of the city.

Bianliang, who received the news more than ten days late, also became nervous at this time.

When the officials walked, they bowed their heads and talked about the war in Yunnei.Everyone sighed, because they often heard the cruelty of the Jurchens.

The soldiers and horses of the Song Dynasty have performed well in recent years, but they have not yet reached the point where the Chinese people are full of confidence.After all, the status of warriors has not been fully recovered.

In Yang Lin's arms was Zhe Huanxiang's daughter who had just given birth to him, and several women and maids followed behind him nervously, for fear that he would not be able to hold the child and would damage the delicate newborn.

"Yelu Dashi..." Yang Lin repeated it several times, and sighed, "It's a pity, it's a pity, time is fate. Although he has been taken seriously enough, he still underestimated him."

He set up the so-called Hongmen Banquet, and wanted to give Khitan a plan to ruin his family, but he didn't expect that he would get off the golden hook and go far to the northwest, what a strong man would cut off his wrist.

Beside him, Song Jiang leaned forward: "Shao Zai, soldiers and horses from the northwest are gathering in Shuozhou. Should we rush to help Yunnei, or chase after them? The Tatars will surely cooperate with us."

"The rain follows the sky, and the grass without roots does not nourish. What else can he do after leaving this land? He dare not go to the Western Regions. From the Northwest, he can only go to the Caucasus, or escape to Russia. Let him Go and fight the bear, and let him make trouble in Europe..."

Song Jiang was confused when he heard this, and Yang Lin had already ordered: "Gongming, this is no longer a matter of rushing to help Yunnei. This battle is now a battle for national destiny that must be fought. The next ten years of Song and Jin will be determined by this battle." .”

"Northwest soldiers and horses, Fan soldiers, Qiang soldiers, Uighur soldiers, and Kelie soldiers all entered Shuozhou from the east and rushed to Datong from the west."

"Yizhou, Weizhou, and Bazhou each left half their troops to garrison, and the rest rushed to aid Datong from the east."

"Han Shizhong, are you watching a play in Tanzhou? Send someone to tell him to stop the Jurchen reinforcements from the Great Wall, put one down and let him go to the end, and go to the Huotou army to bury the pot and cook."

Song Jiang secretly praised in his heart, Shao Zai is really loyal, his apprentice is different, this is how much strength he needs to concentrate to save this Yao Pingzhong.

He memorized them one by one, and when he was about to leave, Yang Lin shouted, "Slow down! There is also the forbidden army in the Beijing camp...Let Hu Yantong take command, gather [-] forbidden troops, and go to the east of the river to support Datong from the south."

"Since you want to fight, don't hide it. Just develop after the fight. At worst, you will be poor for a year or two. Even if this Yunnei is broken, you have to hold it in your hands and let us rebuild it."

Chapter 532 The Scholars and Scholars Go to Labor

Black clouds piled up, the wind rolled, and the sky slowly turned into a terrifying scene in people's sight.

The strong wind also gradually picked up, blowing the land in the clouds, a piece of wind and grass, whining across the mountains and rivers on this land, as well as countless soldiers, horses and soldiers.

Pushed by the strong wind, dark clouds moved from the horizon to the top of the head, until the entire sky was densely covered into a dark world.

Following a flash of lightning, heavy rain poured down, washing away the bloody, muddy road in Datong City of Yunzhou, and one foot was covered in bloody mud, even the boots could be dyed red.

A thunder fell, and Zhong Li, who was hiding in the fortress, cursed. The amount of rain made the bow and arrow lose their lethality.

Zhong Li, who has amazing archery skills, aimed for a long time, and before he shot the arrow, he was already light and light, and was easily dodged by a tartar.

The Jurchen soldier picked up the feather arrow and shook it in this direction, with a mocking expression on his face.Behind him, dozens of Jurchen Tartars, hiding under a broken roof, all laughed loudly.

"This thief!" Zhong Li laughed back in anger, and cursed: "After the rain stops, we must take down the Yu House in front!"

An ordinary house has already changed its owner five times. Under the courtyard wall smashed by stone cannons, there are countless corpses piled up, which are used as walls to stop it.

After soaking in the flood, it is not difficult to imagine that the plague will be rampant next, and I don't know how many lives will be taken away.

In the rain, dozens of horses were seen passing by, splashing mud all over the ground, and splashing it on the faces of the Jurchen Tartars hiding on both sides of the road. Where the knights go.

Soon, they shouted excitedly and rushed over behind the cavalry.

"The tartars are also crazy, and they will fight in the rain, ready to meet the enemy."

The flag bearer of the Song army shook the flag vigorously a few times, but the military flag lost its original brilliance, soaked up the rain, and stuck softly to the flagpole.The flag bearer sighed, planted it high, picked up a spear from the ground, and rushed up.

On the street in front of you, the hastily made trenches were not dug deep enough, but the crossbars were made by demolishing many tall house beams.

When the Jurchen cavalry approached, several of their prancing horses were damaged, and they dismounted one after another, rushing to fight on foot.

Blood and mud splattered, swords and soldiers intersected, and Zhong Lie led his troops on the high places on both sides, throwing stones down.

The leading beams and crossbars also blocked the Jurchen's attack, and the road was slippery in rainy days, making it even more difficult to attack.