Tong Guanzhi fled all of them, which dealt a great blow to the soldiers and civilians in Hejian City. Seeing that his life was cut off, Zhao Xingde was a little dazed, so he slept in the city tower. There has always been a suppressed cry outside the city tower, Xingde tossed and turned, and secretly regretted in his heart, if there is a damned person in the city, it is his own muddy nightmare, knowing that Tong Guan is a big traitor who has been stinking for thousands of years, but he believes his falsification. A gentleman can be deceived in a way, and when he comes to the world, he blindly follows the light and dust, and the rotten articles and academics are not much better, but what is the use? Until now, I can't live. Is only by becoming as unscrupulous as Tong Guan is the way to survive in this era?

Later, when he thought of the evil, he remembered the machine gun, the gas bomb, the bacteriological warfare, and so on, and he wished to destroy the whole world, and the good and the treacherous, the stupid and the cunning, all finished together. If the Khitan people and Tong Gonggong were really lucky enough to see these things, I am afraid that there would not even be dust left. It's a pity that the scholars rebelled, and they didn't succeed in three years, these things are too far away. Zhao Xingde regretted that he had to pull his hair off, and his head was feverish in the cynical curse, and his energy was consumed, and finally he fell asleep unconsciously.

There was a lot of noise, and Zhao Xingde woke up to the roar of cannons. The sound of shouting and killing filled the eardrums, the sky was faint, and the Khitans had already driven the captured Hebei people to attack the city as a front team.

"It's a pity, if you are escorted to Shangjing, one bite is worth at least one or two gold. The slaves and maids in Beijing are getting more and more expensive. Liao general Yelu Tiege stood on the horse, and watched the Khitan cavalry escort thousands of Song people carrying shovels towards the city, a few of them would rather die than attack the city, and cut down the head of the city on the spot, and the remaining hundred had to be removed from the city in order to live for a long time, as if carrying a thousand catties of heavy burden, like moving to the city between the rivers, and there were already many people in front of them who fell under the crossbow arrows and stones of the Song army, for these people, a happy death may be a relief.

"Nanjing Dao is the same, before I set out on the expedition, many nobles asked me to take more southerners back." Guo Baoyi waved his horse whip and pointed to the head of the city between the rivers, "It's all to blame for this rebellious Southern Barbarian, who has cut off his way of life and the wealth of the masters, and Zhao Xingde, who wrote the article, if he is caught, he will definitely be divided into five horses." ”

"It's better to light the sky lantern and burn it slowly." Brother Yelu Tie said with a smile, he almost forgot Guo Baoyi's identity as a Han'er.

The rudeness of these two subordinates made Yelu Dashi's brows frown slightly, but the captivity of the southerners was originally one of the main purposes of the southern invasion of the Liao State, and he was not good at reprimanding too much, and he lost morale, so he only observed the head of the river city with a gloomy face and a clairvoyant mirror.

The bombardment of the iron barrel cannon has caused a large area of the wall bricks of the western city wall to bear the brunt of the brunt of the project, revealing the rammed earth wall and wall foundation, which is convenient for excavation, and these Song people were driven over and hollowed out the base of the city wall. The comrades-in-arms on the head of the city, the battlements, and even the city tower were also collapsed in many places by the thousands of pounds of stone bullets from the cannon, which greatly weakened the strength of the Song army's defense. As for how many people of the Song Kingdom would be killed or injured when digging the city wall, Yelu Dashi, who was not interested in slaves, was also not interested. The common people used to be the greatest wealth of the Song Kingdom, but not anymore.

Huang Laoqi of Suicheng did not run under the city wall, he was shot in the shoulder by a crossbow arrow, and the dirt bag fell, he just turned around and wanted to pick up the shovel again, and the Khitan cavalry behind him swept quickly, and an arrow hit the heart, "Dad, mother, children are not filial!" ...... "Huang Laoqi fell to the ground facing the loess. Qiu Yu of Jinghai finally ran to the bottom of the city wall, and the arrows on it fell like rain, "Dig quickly, dig quickly, as long as there is a shovel of wall soil, you can survive today." ”

The rammed earth is very hard, there is only a mark on a shovel, and the screams around him come and go, not only did someone fall in a pool of blood, Qiu Yu was so stimulated that he stabbed at the city wall with a shovel, once, twice, three times, just when the city wall was slightly loose, a stone fell from the city, and it hit his heavenly spirit cover, and he fell to the side, seeing that he was not alive.

Qiu Yu just fell, and Chen San'er behind him was driven under the city wall by the Khitans, just shoveling on the wall that Qiu Yu had loosened just now, three times and two times, there was a large piece of wall soil peeling off, Chen San'er's face was ecstatic, and he was about to put the wall soil into a cloth bag, when he was suddenly hit hard in the back, lying face down in the mud soaked in a pool of blood, and stepped on him with a heavy kick, Chen San'er's eyes were dark, I don't know who picked up the clods, and ran quickly to the back.

In the front of the Khitan cavalry surveillance, a Han official urged the Han soldiers to line up, stop every lucky survivor, open the cloth bag, the rammed earth of the city wall is made of lime, river sand mixed with glutinous rice juice, strong and not easy to collapse, at a glance, different from other soil. "Alright, go down and get something to eat." The horses and donkeys of the Han military camp patted a sweaty common man and said, looked at the city wall in front of him, and sighed, in two days, the Khitan nobles could not bear it, and it was time for the Han military camp to die.

Under the city tower, the corpses of the people have been covered with a thick layer, because of the pool of blood and trampling, it is already a purple-red mud, and more are still surging forward under the drive of the Liao army, although the offensive of the Liao army is not fierce, and not even a Khitan is close to the city wall between the rivers.

Wang Yan walked into the city tower with a pale face, put his helmet on the table, "You have to attack the enemy in the city!" He said in a deep voice, "Otherwise, if you dig like this, the city wall will not be able to be protected." ”

"Your Excellency!" Zhao Xingde was stunned when he saw Wang Yan's appearance.

"What's wrong?"

"Your forehead, how can you ......" Zhao Xingde saw clearly, it was four blood-red tattoos, "Swear to guard the river".

At that time, the soldiers were despised and humiliated by the world, and the tattoo on his face was a major reason. Only this tattoo is specially for military soldiers, the children of hereditary generals, like Wang Yan and Su Wenyu, who are born as archers and horses, are officers as soon as they join the army, so there is no tattoo on their faces.

Wang Yan is also the commander of the Hebei army, the two important positions of the Hebei commander of the Jinguan Mansion, usually the most important appearance, and even a little gentle and elegant general, on his forehead, just overnight, there were actually four tattoos marking the identity of the most humble soldiers, which could not help but surprise Zhao Xingde.

"In order to cheer up the morale of the army, it has to be so." Wang Yan stroked his forehead and said, without saying anything more.

He handled military affairs in an orderly manner in the city tower, sometimes warmly encouraging the generals who came to show him, and sometimes he reprimanded the military officials who could not carry the offensive and defensive equipment in place in time, Bi Sheng, Feng Mei and other generals had already accepted the fact that Tong Guan abandoned the city and Wang Yan became the supreme commander of the city, and personally came to ask for instructions on the city defense, and Han Shizhong, who had just woken up from a coma, also asked his own soldiers to come to salute the new commander.

In addition to the original tattoo, he also tattooed the new "swear to guard the river" on his forehead, the color was blood red, and he was in the city tower, faintly infected by the atmosphere, Zhao Xingde also gradually understood what military generals love to report here, because the soldiers and civilians of the river who had just escaped from the marshal and were like to die can find hope here again. Many people came in with sad faces, but when they went out, they were much calmer.

"Now that you're awake, go out with me to patrol the city walls." After Wang Yan finished handling the military affairs in his hands, he arrived at Zhao Xingde, who had been sitting beside him. "That's right," he clasped his forehead with his hand, took out a note from the file on the bookcase, and handed it to Zhao Xingde: "These days, Yuan Zhi has helped me a lot, and the eunuch is not good at doing things at the time, and now that the traitor is gone, please take on the position of my Jinguan Mansion for the time being." ”

Zhao Xingde took the note and looked at it, the handwriting on the paper that had been a little yellowed was old, and the handwriting of the "Secretary of the Great Song Dynasty Imperial City Division, Hebei Jinwei Mansion" was old, and the words "Zhao Xingde" were newly added.

According to the imperial court system, when the border marshal goes to work, he will carry some such blanks to his body, so that he can promote meritorious generals in time without reporting to the capital. And because the Jinean Mansion wanted to subdue the Han people in the Liao State, the horse thieves on the border of the Liao and Song Dynasties, and the group of thieves in the Taihang Mountains as the arms of the imperial court, there were also many blank "battalion commanders", "capital heads", and "Yu Marquis of a certain army" in the hands of the commanders. Just fill in your name when you want to use it.

Wang Yan briefly introduced to him some of the components of the Jinefu Mansion, which were roughly divided into the fine work of special detection, the short battle of the cavalry, and the assassination of the enemy. And the secretary in charge of Xingde is different from other military positions, he is the internal affairs official of Jinya Mansion, and the people in the palace can know at a glance that his identity is different from those outsiders who recruit peace.

"This, thank you, Dashuai!" Zhao Xingde took the confession, this confession is different from others, in addition to the golden seal below, there is also a special painting of the commander Wang Yan, you must know that many heroes in the rivers and lakes do not recognize the official seal, but recognize the name of the king's control.

"You have outstanding articles, good skills, very careful thinking, and very decisive starts, and Han Shizhong will finish off that Hu'er with two arrows, if you don't have to participate in the Autumn Festival in the future, Zhongjin Shi will be a noble civil official, I would like to leave you in Jinguan Mansion to help me preside over the overall situation of Hebei." Wang Yan smiled, "It's a pity that if that's the case, your master Chao is not to blame, and Dr. Li, my father-in-law, will not take a break with me." ”

Zhao Xingde opened his mouth, but he didn't expect that in a short period of time, Wang Yan actually found out that it was him and Han Shizhong.

Although Han Shizhong is careful, he is unfamiliar after all, and when he investigates carefully, he always shows some horses. You don't have to worry, I'll have someone clean up all the clues. Wang Yan said as he put on an iron helmet and got up to go out, and Zhao Xingde hurriedly followed behind him.

The soldiers outside saw Wang Yan bowing respectfully, and Zhao Xingde was surprised to find that in just half of the night, many soldiers had tattoos on their foreheads, just like Wang Yan, although the handwriting was sloppy, but they were all four words, "swear to guard the river".