In the Mid-Autumn Festival season in Hedong, thousands of miles are bleak, a dead silence, and the autumn night in Taiyuan City is vast and deep, and it is bleak and cold.

As a disciple of the clan of the Great Jin Dynasty, Jingkang invaded the Song Dynasty in the first year of the West Road pioneer, and the more than half a hundred years old Wanyan Yinshu could go to conquer the city and conquer the city, and was invincible, so he won the title of "Little God of War" of the Jin Dynasty.

If you are an ordinary person, if you are more than half a hundred years old, your physical strength is not as good as before, and your ambition will decrease with the withering of time.

But for Wanyan Yinshu, he didn't feel old at all, and only in the killing of the war and the woman's body made him feel that he had the value of existence.

The fertile land of the Southern Dynasties, the charming beauties, the mountains of gold, silver and jewelry, and the slaves everywhere, how can people stop!

In the past two days, the military affairs have been busy, and all kinds of military affairs have been arranged, and they have not had a good rest, but they are still full of energy, and they slept contentedly after they finished their beastly desires on a few Song women who were snatched back.

"Boom", a loud sound of the sky cracking sounded, making the sleeping Wanyan Yinshu open his eyes suddenly.

There was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, as if it was thundering, and then a huge noise came from outside, and someone shouted loudly outside the room: "Deputy Commander, something is wrong!"

After finishing Yan Yinshu, his heart sank, and he sat up suddenly. At this time, he felt that his waist and knees were sore, and it seemed that the years were ruthless, and he couldn't accept old age.

He kicked the Song woman next to the bed out of bed, put on his clothes and got out of bed, and shouted loudly outside: "What are the ghosts crying wolf howling, are the Song soldiers attacking the city?"

Jin Bing was out of breath, and his voice was panicked.

"Dutong, something is wrong! The city wall of the south gate was collapsed in two places by the Song army's demon spell, and the Song army has taken control of the south city wall, attacked the city, and fought with the army!"

Wanyan Yinshu was dumbfounded, as if he had been struck by lightning for a long time. Under Jin Bing's loud shout, he woke up like a dream and stretched out his hand to open the door.

"What about the other walls, Shagu, Cuplu, where are they?"

Jin Bing knelt down on one knee and replied cautiously:

"The Song soldiers destroyed the two sections of the city wall to the south, entered the city through the gap, took control of the stables in the east city, and were engaged with our army on the school grounds. General Sha Guzhi was killed in the bombing, Beilu and Xi Ya had already led people to meet the enemy, and the firearms and earth-shaking thunder of the Song soldiers were very powerful, and our army suffered heavy casualties......"

After finishing Yan Yinshu, he was so anxious that he quickly got dressed, opened the door, and a group of personal soldiers were already dressed up and waiting in the courtyard.

Seeing that Yan Yinshu could come out, everyone turned over and rode in the direction of the left and right school fields together.

When Xu San passed through the gap, the gap was densely covered with the corpses and wounded of the Jin soldiers, and many of the Jin soldiers were bleeding from their mouths and noses, obviously killed and injured when the city wall was blown up. The Song soldiers went up one after another and shot the wounded Jin soldiers, ending their suffering.

The Song soldiers followed the gap and climbed the south city wall one after another, with shield bearers in front and pikemen and archers behind, quickly attacking the city walls on the east and west sides.

There are constantly golden soldiers on the city wall, to meet the dense Song soldiers, both feathers and arrows fly together, hitting the shield and the ground "Bangbang" sound. Soldiers on both sides continued to fall, and soon the front army came together, and immediately fell into hand-to-hand combat.

Zhang Xian's Chinese army entered the city and went straight to the church in the west. The team marched forward for about two or three hundred steps, only to see the gate of the school field open in all directions, and a group of golden cavalry was rushing towards their team under the light of the fire, holding knives and guns, and shooting arrows with bows and arrows.

Shouts and screams rang out one after another, and in an instant, a hundred soldiers had fallen under the arrows of the golden soldiers. Zhang Xian was furious and shouted: "The archers return fire, the grenadiers!"

Although the golden soldiers who poured out of the school field were fierce, but after all, the number was limited, and the gold soldiers of the brigade were still in the school field, some of them hurriedly ran out of the barracks while sorting out their armor, and some hurriedly got on their horses and rushed towards the south gate of the school field, ready to fight with the Song soldiers.

Countless feather arrows flew over, and then the explosion of "boom" sounded, and the golden soldiers at the entrance of the field directly fell a large piece. The archers and grenadiers who sent the troops shot as they moved forward.

From time to time, people on both sides fell, and the Jin soldiers were quickly shot down because they were piled up at the gate of the field, and the corpses at the door were piled up into a small mountain, and the Jin soldiers hid behind the hill and shot outward.

Suddenly, a lot of golden soldiers appeared on the wall of the school field, all holding hard bows, shooting at the soldiers in the front row of the Song soldiers, the sound of "poof" was endless, and the Song soldiers fell down in an instant, and many people screamed.

The war was so brutal that before the two sides had come head-to-head, hundreds of soldiers had already fallen, and screams and cries were everywhere.

Zhang Xian drew his knife and cut down several Song soldiers who fled backwards in a hurry. These are not necessarily deserters, or they may just be trying to find a place to hide, but they are in the wrong place.

Constantly some sergeants were shot to the ground by the golden soldiers hiding behind the wall, and Zhang Xian shouted angrily: "The gunner is there, bombard the golden soldiers on the wall for Lao Tzu, and the grenadiers will come forward and blow up this group of dogs!"

The gunners came up hard, in fact, the range of the archers could not reach them at all, but the gunners were used to hiding behind the army, but they lacked courage instead.

"Are you still soldiers of the Loyal Army?"

Zhang Xian went down with a few whips, and the few gunners who hit him all had scars on their faces. He pointed to the corpses of the soldiers and shouted: "These are all your brothers, they are all dead, and you still have the face to hide behind!" If there are those who evade and retreat, they will be dealt with by military law!"

The gunners stood up straight, no longer dodging the arrows fired from the front. They hurriedly loaded their ammunition, aimed at the golden soldiers on the wall, and pressed their torches against the fire door.

"Pong! Ponto!"

The sound of artillery firing continued to sound, and the iron pills roared out, like a raging storm, the golden soldiers on the wall were almost swept away, and the bodies of many golden soldiers were beaten and flew out, and many people's faces and bodies were covered with blood, and the miserable situation could not bear to look at.

Taking advantage of the retreat of the golden soldiers on the wall, the grenadiers stepped forward one after another, came to the vicinity of the wall, and threw the ignited earth-shattering thunderbolts into it one by one.

"Pass! Pass!"

The explosion of earth-shattering thunder continued to sound, and the golden soldiers hidden behind the wall were blurred one by one, screaming again and again, and the severed limbs were blown up everywhere, and internal organs and other objects were scattered everywhere.

As the grenadiers were covered by another round of earth-shattering thunder, within thirty or forty meters of the wall, they were shrouded in black smoke, and hundreds of golden soldiers fell in pools of blood.

On the wall, many places have been blown down, and you can clearly see that there are thousands of golden troops, infantry and cavalry in the school field, and they are constantly rushing forward.

Before the people were in the future, the bows and arrows in the hands of these people had been shot, densely packed, and woven into a network of arrows.

"Lie down!"

Zhang Xian was so anxious that he asked the soldiers to retreat quickly, but some of the soldiers couldn't dodge and fell under the arrows of the Jin people.

Seeing the Song soldiers retreating, the Jin soldiers were overjoyed, and galloped forward, and the Jin knights rushed to the wall of the school field in an instant.

"Fire!"

Seeing that the situation was critical, the artillery officer decisively gave the order to open fire.

50 guns opened fire in unison, covering a distance of two or three hundred meters from the front. The golden soldiers on the horse were hit by a heavy object, and flew out of the horse one by one, and the cavalry of the golden soldiers was empty.

"Grenadiers come forward!"

The bullet soldier stepped forward again, and countless earth-shattering thunderbolts were thrown out again.

After two rounds of artillery firing, the artillerymen began to become proficient in their movements, began to load ammunition in an orderly manner, and when the golden soldiers in the school field entered a distance of more than 200 cloth, a new round of firing began.

Under the cover of artillery fire, the grenadiers and archers bent forward, hid behind the broken wall, and began to shoot and bombard the golden soldiers in the church.

Seeing that the Jin soldiers suffered heavy casualties and did not dare to come up, Zhang Xian waved his hand, and the archers and grenadiers opened the way, and the Chinese army soon attacked the western field of the Jin soldiers.

The gunners set up their artillery on the broken wall of the teaching ground and shelled the dense crowd of golden soldiers, until the soldiers of both sides were entangled, and the shelling stopped.

This is a confrontation between civilization and barbarism, but also a contest of courage and morale. When the two sides entered the white-knuckle battle, the cruelty of the battlefield was fully reflected.

Niu Gao and Wang Yan led the soldiers into the east city, and saw the brightly lit stables not far away, where the horses' heads were crowded, and Niu Gao's heart couldn't help but tremble.

For a long time, the loyal army did not have the advantage of cavalry, because the war horses were too scarce, and if they met this time, they could not miss it.

"The front and right battalions stepped forward and formed a formation to protect the stables! The other battalions, immediately capture the battle!"

The army continued to move forward, and before it reached the eastern battlefield, a force of thousands of Jin infantry rushed over, and the two sides quickly collided together, and a thrilling hand-to-hand battle began.

"Why are all the Han people on dog days!"

Niu Gao smashed away a few golden soldiers in front of him, but he couldn't help but be angry. According to Xianggong, these people are all his comrades.

He looked behind him and shouted loudly: "Lin Feng, go up and say hello, all of them are Han'er, let them surrender, otherwise, my old cow will be killed!"

Lin Feng stepped forward and shouted loudly to the swarming Han'er: "Brothers of the Yisheng Army, I am Lin Feng. The prince has an order that the Han people do not kill the Han people. Now that the city has been broken, hurry up and take refuge in the Song army, kill the Jin people, and get a lot of rewards!"

Lin Feng shouted loudly several times, and several Song soldiers around him shouted with him. Sergeant Yisheng heard it clearly, and the movements of his hands slowed down, not as fierce as the fight just now.

Geng Shouzhong saw that the soldiers were moved, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, don't listen to this thief!" How did the Song people treat our brothers, deducting salaries and silver, insulting, hurry up to the official, kill these Song dogs!"

The soldiers of the Yisheng Army cheered Geng Shouzhong up, and they fought with the Song soldiers again.

Yelu Yan followed and said loudly: "Brothers, I, Yelu Gan, am a Khitan, and the prince still looks up to me and takes me in." What are you afraid of, surrender quickly, lest you become a martyr for the golden people again!"

Geng Shouzhong was annoyed and angry, and shouted angrily: "Brothers, shoot these dogs for me!"

In the dark, countless feather arrows went straight to Lin Feng and Yelu, Lin Feng and others erected shields, feather arrows shot on the shields, and "Bangbang" sounded, but there were still dozens of Song soldiers who were shot head-on and dismounted.