Hedong Road, Taiyuan North Fortress, Shiling Pass, flags flying, crowds of people, people neighing horses, huge camps are dense, I don't know how far to spread out.

A few light snowfalls and the frozen ground of the wilderness is covered with frost, and the few remaining branches of the small trees are bare, at the mercy of the ravages of the north.

Zhang Xian stood on the wall, his eyes looking at the dense Jin soldier camp outside the city, his brows furrowed.

The Jurchen army did not choose to go south in autumn, but in this winter when the weather was cold and frozen, it was obviously much more cautious than in previous years. After years of fighting, they also understood that they obviously wanted to take advantage of the characteristics of the loyal and righteous army to be afraid of the cold and kill and injure the loyal and righteous army on a larger scale, in order to make a breakthrough and march south.

Defend against the enemy outside the borders of the country. Although the loyal and righteous army has not yet occupied Yanmen Pass, has not restored Yanyun, and occupied the fortress of the Great Wall, there is no constraint on the city, and the pressure is obviously much less.

In the camp of the golden soldiers, under the Chinese army swaying in the wind, the Jurchen royal family, the commander of the Western Route Army, Wanyan Zonghan, wearing gold armor and white robes, sat on a good horse, not angry and self-assured.

Wanyan Zonghan also had blazing eyes, staring intently at the wall guarded by the soldiers of the Loyal and Righteous Army on the opposite side, and did not move for a long time.

Since the appearance of the loyal and righteous army of the Song people, this battle has become more and more difficult to fight. So much so that on this winter day this year, the Jurchens rarely postponed the time of going south to invade the Song Dynasty, not in autumn, but in winter.

If there is no breakthrough this time, I am afraid that Wang Song will gain a firm foothold, and the life of the loyal and righteous army will be better and better in the future.

"Beat the drums, siege the city!"

After Yan Zonghan's military order was issued, drums and horns contended, and countless Jin soldiers walked out of the camp and lined up in front of the camp. In front, it is natural that the horses who are attacking the city and pulling out the village, and thousands of Han'er are pawns.

Behind the large array of the Han'er, there were hundreds of artillery, and beside them, in addition to artillery, there were also artillery carts, all of which were sharp weapons for long-distance siege of the city.

Further back, there are a dense crowd of Jurchen knights armed with spears or bows and arrows. They are all iron-armed, fierce dragons and tigers, exuding anger all over their bodies, and when the Han Er breaks through the city, they will then attack.

"Tell the Han'er that there is no advance or retreat, but there are those who do not advance and escape from the battle, and there is no forgiveness for killing!"

The attacking Han'er was lined up in three large formations, countless small formations, and a crowd of 30,000 people. Wanyan Zonghan's eyes were cold, and he was also determined to take down the wall in front of him.

The Han'er rolled forward, and the Jurchen rangers pressed behind to serve as overseers. Once he finds out that Han'er has any abnormal movements, he will kill the killer and show no mercy.

"Ready, load!"

The Jurchen step cavalry slowly approached, and the world was gloomy, full of murderous aura. The soldiers of the loyal and righteous army on the wall were like facing a great enemy, the generals shouted loudly, and the sergeants moved one after another.

The muzzles of hundreds of artillery pieces were faint, aiming at the large array of golden soldiers who were coming forward.

The men rushed forward with a shout, all over the mountains. The golden soldiers at the front were all dressed in iron armor, pushing chariots and holding shields, fearless.

The loyal and righteous army on the opposite wall, they have already been thunderous. The Hedong Loyal and Righteous Army is well-disciplined, fiercely armed with firearms, and all of them are well-trained. Jin Bing roared forward, not only to give himself courage, but also to show the Jurchens behind.

The golden soldiers came like a tide, and in an instant, they entered a distance of two hundred paces, and the hideous expression on their faces could be seen clearly. The officers and men of the loyal and righteous army on the wall were all solemn, the drums were dense, the officers shouted loudly, and the wall was immediately busy.

Coincidentally, all the soldiers shouted: "Open the cannon!" ”

"Pong! Disheveled! Ponto!"

The wall was filled with gunsmoke, and the deafening sound of artillery rang out one after another, hundreds of artillery pieces were fired together, and a neat wall of smoke was vacated on the wall hundreds of meters long.

Sawdust flew, many chariots and shields were shattered, and many of the golden soldiers rushing in front of them fell as if they had tripped and fell. Many of the golden soldiers fell to the ground and screamed, letting out a terrible scream.

The golden soldiers shouted wildly, screaming and stepped forward, as if they had taken medicine, they were not afraid of casualties at all, and they suffered countless casualties along the way, and soon arrived at the bottom of the city wall.

"Pass! Pass!"

The earth-shattering explosion sounded, earth-shattering, and the wall was shrouded in a cloud of gunsmoke.

Not only the earth-shattering thunder thrown down by the loyal and righteous army on the wall, but also the earth-shaking thunder thrown by the golden soldiers on the wall, the cannon sound of the loyal and righteous army continued, and the golden soldiers also braved the artillery fire of the loyal and righteous army to transport their own artillery and artillery trucks.

Up and down the city wall, the sound of fighting shook the sky, countless golden soldiers holding shields carried the ladder to the bottom of the wall, countless ladders were set up, and countless golden soldiers climbed up.

"Thorn!"

"Grenade!"

Countless spears pierced out from the wall, and countless golden soldiers fell off the wall drenched in blood; Countless earth-shattering thunderbolts were thrown out, and the pillars of smoke outside the wall were rolling, and countless golden soldiers were shrouded in it; The sound of artillery continued to sound, and the smoke of gunfire filled the entire wall.

"Tell the soldiers that the generals take the lead and must defend the north wall!"

On the wall, Zhang Xian and the generals of the loyal army had solemn faces, and all of them frowned.

The Jurchen Marshal of the West Road Wanyan Zonghan was in charge, and seventy or eighty thousand golden soldiers took turns to attack, regardless of casualties, it seems that the Jurchens are coming to the real thing this time.

"Brothers, kill the thieves!"

The sound of killing on the head of Fugu City shook the sky, blood and corpses could be seen everywhere, and the ant-like golden soldiers climbed up to the head of the city and fought together with the soldiers of the Zhejia Army on the city wall.

Zhe Yanyan was covered in blood, and there were gaps on the knife edge, and he commanded the soldiers next to him to fight bloodily, and his voice was hoarse.

In the bloody battle for several days, the soldiers in the city suffered heavy casualties, and they had broken through more than 5,000 people, which can be described as a nerve-wracking injury. Even the warriors who fought bloodily at the head of the city were all wounded and exhausted at this moment.

Since the first year of Jingkang, the Zhejia army and Jinxia have fought many times, and the number of soldiers lost has reached tens of thousands.

In the Jurchen camp under their city, those Jurchen rangers galloped across the city and galloped with arrows, and the retreating and fleeing Han'er were shot and killed on the spot one by one.

After dozens of days of bloody fighting, the corpses of the Han children were piled up, and the corpses under the city were stacked horizontally and vertically, stacked more than one person high. Even so, under the urging of the Jurchen generals, the Han'er continued to step forward and attack the city wall in turn.

As night fell, the fierce battle finally stopped, and once again, the siege of the Jin soldiers returned in vain.

In the camp of the golden soldiers, outside the camp of the Chinese army, a shirtless man was tied to several wooden stakes. Around them, each with a golden soldier with a leather whip, was beating the men fiercely.

The cries of begging for mercy and screams outside the tent kept coming, and Wanyan Xiyin, who was sitting in the tent, turned a deaf ear with a pale face.

On both sides of Wanyan Xiyin, all the Jurchen generals stood with their hands tied, everyone was silent, bowing their heads and being cautious. You must know that the tied generals on the stakes outside the camp tent are not only Han Chinese, but there are Jurchen athletes.

Tens of thousands of Han children and more than 2,000 Jurchen warriors were lost under this Fugu City, which can be described as heavy casualties.

Although there were 60,000 troops, these days, there were 15,600 dead and wounded, and two or three percent of them were lost. I don't know the battle situation in Linzhou's Wanyan Lou room yet, but he. Until now, it has not been able to capture Linzhou, which shows the fierceness of the battle.

If such a large casualty continues, even if Fugu City is captured, it will only be a great loss of vitality.

"Dutong, the Song army has sharp firearms, and his subordinates have suffered countless casualties, and my Jurchen warriors have done their best!"

"Dutong, if you rush again tomorrow, you will definitely be able to occupy the city wall!"

One of the Jurchen generals spoke, and the other hurried to follow.

Another white-haired Jurchen general shook his head and said: "There are at least 10,000 people in the city, and if you rush again, I don't know how many more girl true warriors will die!" It's better to persuade surrender first, and then attack strongly. ”

The Jurchen warriors are not Han'er, they can be replenished endlessly, and every loss of troops is an irreparable loss for the Jurchen tribe, and the small population may be immediately annexed by other tribes.

"I can ask the old thief to drive out all the messengers who persuaded him to surrender, how can he persuade this dog to be stinky and hard, like crazy!"

A Jurchen general had red eyes and said viciously: "Let Han'er rush well tomorrow, Lao Tzu won't believe that he can't take Fugu City!" ”

The generals of Han'er in the big tent are all pale, don't say tomorrow, I'm afraid there will not be about ten days, and I don't want to take Fugu City. If so, Han'er doesn't know how much will be left.

"Is there any news from Xia Ren? Li Qianshun hasn't sent anyone yet."

Wanyan Xiyin asked softly, the whole person was exhausted. In the past few days, he has been supervising the battle continuously, sleepless, and his body has reached the limit.

"The Xia people's right-wing military division has not sent a single soldier until now. In my opinion, they just want to watch the excitement, sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and take the opportunity to get some benefits. These wall grasses, none of them are good!"

There were generals below, and they were indignant.

"Xia people hesitate to wait and see, there will always be a day when they regret it."

Wanyan Xiyin shook his head. The Xixia people always want to take advantage of the fire to rob, want to get benefits, and are unwilling to contribute.

"What is the Song Army of Linzhou like now?"

Wanyan Xiyin's heart was heavy. The battle became the way it is now, it was useless to persuade surrender, and the Western Xia did not send troops to participate in the war, and everything was developing in a direction that was not conducive to the Jurchen army.

"Reporting to the capital, Liu Guangshi went south with the Song family, and there were more than 10,000 people in the Song army of Yan'an Mansion and the Suide army, and they went north together to help the defenders of Linzhou defend the city together. The deputy capital commander Lou sent a military report, and his subordinates also lost seven or eight thousand people. The Song army is overwhelming, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to win for a while. ”

Wanyan Xiyin's heart was shocked. From this point of view, the western Shaanxi army is outnumbered, and it is necessary to concentrate the main force to attack it.

It's just that this kind of family army is not wiped out, why did it come out again?

"Let's go down and rest early, and tomorrow morning, the whole army will fight again!"

Wanyan Xiyin closed his eyes gently. The generals were frightened, relieved, and retreated.

The Tangut people watched from the wall, it was really not a thing! It seems that this siege war can only rely on itself.

Before dawn, Wanyan Xiyin was awakened from his sleep. The sergeant's proclamation made him dumbfounded.

"Dutong, after the third watch, I found out that Han'er's right army camp had all fled. They killed the Overseer soldiers in the camp, and it seemed that they were going in the direction of Linzhou. ”

Under the flickering firelight, the sergeant cautiously stepped forward to report it. Wanyan Xiyin looked at the bloodstains on the ground and the corpses of hundreds of Jurchen soldiers in the wilderness, and couldn't help but be angry.

Han'er's right army battalion, after days of fighting, there are more than 3,000 soldiers. In this way, they escaped by night. Fuzhou is crisscrossed by ravines, and if you go there to find them, maybe they have already put in the account that they can seek.

He turned his head and was about to order the pursuit of Yan Investigation, when he saw the uncertain faces of the Han'er generals, he couldn't help but change his mind instantly.

The morale of the army is floating, and the Xia people are sitting firmly in Diaoyutai, so if they continue to fight like this, in case they turn back or camp roar before the battle, wouldn't it be ......

"The armies held their camps and postponed the siege. Let's go to Shiling Pass to investigate first and see how the battle situation of the army is."

After hesitating again and again, Wanyan Xiyin opened his mouth with difficulty. In this tough battle, he has lost the courage to continue fighting.