The fifth year of Jingkang is also the first year of Jianyan when Zhao Ji made a comeback, which is by no means a good year for the people of the Great Song Dynasty.

Just as the city of Tokyo was trapped in the first year of Jingkang, the Jurchen army crossed the Yellow River, and the army was in full swing, so that the Song court was under siege and signed the "Jianyan Peace Agreement".

The Jurchen army, which was supposed to retreat slowly due to the hot weather, still stayed on both sides of the Yellow River, waiting for the Song army to withdraw from Hedong and Hebei, so as to receive the two rivers and mountains and connect them with the land of Yanyun.

The envoys of the Great Song Dynasty rushed to the land of Lianghe, from south to north, and sent a message to the Lianglu state capital, and the people of Lianghe were in an uproar for a while.

Outside the north gate of the city, countless Song people carried stones and soil, staggering to move these things to the moat in front. Although the moat had been filled in a lot, and the water had become very gentle, the people still worked hard to move the earth and stones under the whip of the golden people, and they had to fill in the moat.

On the city wall, the banner of the Song army fluttered high, and the Song army guarding it watched the Song people fill the river with land, but they were helpless. The officers defending the city asked to shoot the people to prevent the moat from being filled, but were reprimanded by the governor of the prefecture.

Han Yi stood on the city wall, looking out from the battlement, his eyebrows twisted together. The Jurchen army outside the city was at least nearly 10,000. Although there are tens of thousands of Song soldiers in the city, there are only two or three thousand people that he can control, and the other part is controlled by Zhizhou Huang Qianshan, and the rest are rabble.

This time, I'm afraid it's another tragic bloody battle of attack and defense at the head of the city.

As soon as he thought of that Huang Zhizhou in the city, Han Yi's heart was inexplicably tired. This Huang Xianggong was a woman of kindness, but he couldn't save the people outside the city, and the soldiers at the head of the city didn't know how many dead and wounded.

In the hot weather, with only a little gruel to live on every day, and after a little rest, the Jurchen soldiers were a leather whip, and the old and infirm, from time to time, fell down, and died in the wilderness beyond this moat, no one cared about it, and became a delicacy for wild dogs and vultures.

Some were not spared when they died, and their bodies were thrown into the moat to fill the river.

The Jurchen warriors, on the other hand, all hid in tents, waiting for the moat to be filled and the siege began.

Seeing that the moat has been filled, the military order of the Jurchens has been issued.

"Beat the drums to gather the generals, send orders to the Han'er, and start the siege."

Although it is the capital of a state. However, the walls are only 4 meters high, and fortunately the walls are covered with bricks. Most of the Jurchen cavalry's spears are 1~2 zhang, even if you don't use a ladder, you can poke up the city from under the city.

The drums sounded, the people carried the long ladder, and countless Han'er armed with guns and knives, bows and shields, and flocked towards the city of Zhaozhou.

At the same time, countless stones were thrown from the stone-throwing machine, whistling towards the city.

The Song army at the head of the city hid their bodies and waited for the Jin people to come up and fight.

In the Jurchen army marshal's tent, Yan Yanmu, the deputy commander of the Jin people's middle route army, sat on the couch, drinking and eating meat, while watching the Song women in the tent sing and dance, leisurely.

When the soldiers came in, Wanyan Yan's mother still ate meat and drank wine, and asked coldly without looking back: "How is the battle, has the city wall been captured?"

Wanyan Yanmu, the clan general of the Jin people, the half-brother of Jin Taizu Wanyan Aguta, and the gold lord Wanyan Wu Qimai, is brave and good at fighting, and every battle is rushed forward, and the hero of the Liao "Five Capitals" is captured, and the army invaded the Song Dynasty in the south, almost breaking through the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty, Tokyo City.

In history, Wanyan Yan's mother, who should have died of illness, changed the trajectory of her life due to Wang Song's birth, and she was lucky to survive.

The soldiers said: "Back to the deputy capital, there is a bloody battle at the head of the city, the Han have lost a thousand people, and the Song army has also suffered heavy casualties."

After Yan Yan's mother "snapped", put the wine bowl heavily on the table, and said loudly and angrily: "Isn't there artillery and earth-shattering thunder, why is it still so difficult to attack the city?" Are these men greedy for life and afraid of death, and refuse to contribute?"

The pro-soldier looked embarrassed, and said with a mouthful of words: "Our artillery is not as far as the Song soldiers, and the power is not great. Some of our earth-shattering thunders can't be blown up, and some of them are blown in half, and only a few are useful, which is too different from Song Bing's. ”

Wanyan Yan's mother said angrily: "These southerners are really useless, and the things they make are completely inferior to the Song people. Turn around and reduce them all to slavery. What a useless thing!"

He took a sip of his wine, puzzled.

"Wushu, why hasn't there been any news yet? Could it be that the peace talks went wrong, and the Song people regretted not admitting their accounts?"

Song Kim is in peace talks, and this matter is absolutely true. Although the news of the success of the peace talks has come, without the will of the imperial court, these Song troops will still hold on to the city and refuse to give way to a step back.

"Go out and explore again, and if you take the city wall, you will report again."

The pro-soldier was only resigned, and was about to go out, Wan Yan Yan's mother frowned and asked loudly, "Hasn't Yelu Ma Wu come back yet?"

The soldier said: "Ma Wu went to Handan, he must be attacking the city and looting. Handan is an important town in Hebei, and rich businessmen are everywhere. When Ma Wu arrived there, he must have been very comfortable, burning, killing and looting, so that he missed the return trip. ”

Wanyan Yan's mother said dissatisfiedly: "This Ma Wu, who told him to attack the city together, he went to live happily alone, it's really not a thing!" None of these Liao people can be trusted. ”

As soon as the soldiers went out, the sergeant came in, and brought the scouts in.

"Tell the deputy capital that Jin and Song have reached a peace agreement, and the Song people cede the two rivers and move the capital to Jiangnan!"

Wanyan Yanmu slapped the table with a "snap", and said loudly: "Go to the city immediately and shout, tell Song Gou in the city, just say that the two countries have reached a peace agreement, this city is ours, let them withdraw quickly!"

The sergeant went out, and without a moment, rushed back.

"Deputy capital, the Song people said, no matter whether the peace agreement is true or not, they will never quit!"

In the city of Zhaozhou, Huang Qianshan sat behind the case in the main hall. Although he forced his composure, his trembling hands from time to time, as well as the faint sadness between his eyebrows, revealed the panic in his heart.

Watching from the city wall just now, the lineup of the Jin people is terrifying, people are like tigers, horses are like dragons, and they are all like wolves and tigers. On the other hand, the Song army is weak, how can it be the opponent of these Jinren.

He ordered that the soldiers should not be allowed to shoot the civilians, not because he was afraid of injuring innocent people by mistake, but because he was worried that he would annoy the Jin soldiers, and in the end it would be himself who would be retaliated against.

After drinking a glass of wine, Huang Qianshan sighed deeply. Ever since he was demoted to the governor of this state, he felt that his career had been broken.

In the early years of Jingkang, he served as the prefect of Hejian as the Huiyou Pavilion to be systematized, and concurrently served as the pacification envoy of Gaoyang Guanlu. The Jurchens surrounded Bianjing, and King Kang Zhao planned to build the Marshal's Palace, and the clerk called him to lead his troops to support.

He was worried that he couldn't get out, and he led his troops to go and was appointed as the deputy marshal, but Hejian Mansion, one of the three towns in the north, was still resisting the attack of the Jin people to the death, and has not been captured by the Jin soldiers so far.

If he was here, Hejian Mansion would have already opened the city to surrender and open the door to thieves. I don't know if this is a great fortune or misfortune for the people of Hejian Province.

Wang Song rescued Bianliang City, and the Generalissimo's Mansion of Hebei was dissolved. He and Zhao Gou did not make progress in Hebei, and they had already planted a mustard in the emperor's heart. And with the killing of Wang Lintoujin, the governor of Zhaozhou, he was also arranged here by Zhao Huan, the emperor who must be revenged, to experience the double test of ice and fire.

thought that his son was still a princess and could get rid of the sea of suffering, but who knew that Zhao Ji didn't know what evil he had fallen into, and still let him stick to Zhaozhou.

Zhao Ji, since he has successfully seized the throne, why don't he transfer himself back to the capital, does he have to be buried here, a relative of the emperor?

If he knew what was going on between his son and Zhao Duofu, he should have understood that he had "died as he deserved".

Jin Ge was in a place of sound, drums and horns were contending, he was terrified every day, he could only drink for fun, and use wine to kill his sorrows, he knew that his career was gloomy and there was no end in sight.

Zhaozhou was located at the forefront of the battle between the Song army and the Jin soldiers, and the war continued. Especially since the beginning of this year, the Jin people have gone south on the third road, conquering the city, and most of the east of Hebei and Hedong, including the land of Shandong and Huai, have fallen under the iron cavalry of the Jin people. Now that the Jin soldiers are coming to the city, he is shocked in the center of the city every day, and it is difficult to sleep and eat, always afraid that the Jin people will break the city and his life will not be guaranteed.

Now it seems that it is not impossible. As long as they can hold the city and stay until the hot weather in July and August, the Jin people will retreat. When the time comes, transfer yourself back to the capital or the south, and you will have no worries for the rest of your life.

If it weren't for Wang Song, Bianjing City might have fallen, once King Kang ascended the throne, he would be from the dragon's work, and when the time came, he would be in charge of the Privy Council or Shangshu Province, and he would be among the scholars.

Where did the pickled Takeo come from?

Huang Qianshan scolded fiercely in his heart. Bianjing City is concerned about his again, and he wants to save him. If the Jin people broke the city of Zhaozhou and died here, wouldn't it be too aggrieved.

If he loses Zhaozhou, the imperial court will definitely investigate his guilt, how can this be good?

This has come to this, and it is important to save your life. If you can keep it, you can defend it, and if you can't keep it, you can escape, anyway, it's not him Huang Qianshan who abandons the city.

Huang Qianshan's mood stabilized a little. He coughed lightly twice, and his entourage walked in.

"How is the battle going at the head of the city?"

Huang Qianshan picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and then frowned.

"Hurry up and change a cup of tea, one by one, I don't have any eyesight, what a bunch of waste!"

"The fierce battle at the head of the city was in full swing, and more than half of the soldiers were killed and wounded, and another group of village soldiers made up for it. Fortunately, there were firearms such as earth-shattering thunder, which caused heavy casualties to the Jin people, so they did not attack the city. ”

Seeing Huang Qianshan's eyes sweeping over, the entourage hurriedly cautiously stepped forward and said.

"More than half of the casualties? Han Yi had less than 2,000 men and horses in his hands. Relying on a group of mud legs, how can this city of Zhaozhou be defended?"

Huang Qianshan's heart was shocked, and his face turned pale.

"Xianggong, aren't there still those box troops who have made up the city wall, and they can reinforce the defenders."

The entourage observed the words, but his heart was full of contempt.

This Huang Xianggong, a relative of the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, and a feudal official, does not have a little blood and ambition, and it seems that he has already made up his mind to escape.

"That's all rubbish. It's okay to repair the wall, move things, march to fight, go into battle to kill thieves, I'm afraid that before Fanzi arrives, they will run away first!"

Huang Qianshan waved his hand disdainfully, and the subordinates hurriedly retreated.

"Huang Er, do you think our army can hold this city of Zhaozhou?"

Huang Er, a family member on the side, shook his head and whispered: "Xianggong, if Fanzi keeps attacking, I'm afraid I won't be able to defend it for ten days and a half months, and this city will be broken!"

Huang Qianshan's face sank again, becoming bloodless.

After pondering for a while, he spoke: "Send someone down to inquire carefully, come back at any time to report, don't slack off!"

Huang Er went out, the maid served wine and food, and Huang Qianshan began to eat and pour himself drinks again, chanting poems and words.

Life should be drunk and song, and be happy in time. As long as he can save his life and be rich for a lifetime, how can he care about his infamy through the ages.

"Last night the west wind withered the green trees. Go up to the tall building alone and look at the end of the world. Yan Xianggong, you use excellent words, you really have a deep "love" word, compared to Wang Song's disease-free moaning "broken array" and the like, it is really a world of difference, deep in my heart, deep in my heart! ”

Huang Qianshan shook his head, his eyes were drunk, he sang in a low voice, and enjoyed himself.

The people outside the house all looked at each other and shook their heads secretly. The mountains and rivers are broken, the strong enemy is pressing, and when you meet such a parent official, you really want to cry without tears.