In Jingzhou City, the Jurchens are urgently repairing the city wall.

When Xie Yuan withdrew his troops, he destroyed the city walls and gates, and the Jurchens were bent on fighting Danzhou, and they did not make preparations to defend Jingzhou, so they never repaired it.

Now that I am surrounded here, I have only remembered to build the wall, but it is too late.

Layers of soldiers and horses surrounded Zong Han in the city, and there was no room for escape.

Longshan is cut off, as long as the Jurchens outside the Great Wall cannot enter, this Dajin vanguard that is rash of the enemy will inevitably collapse here.

On the high post of Yanshan in the south of the city, several generals rode horses and stopped under the shade of the tree, Han Shizhong put down the clairvoyant mirror, turned around and said: "Wanyan Zonghan's thief and bird, relying on his good background in the Jin country, he is so happy, his skills are average, he is a pioneer when he goes south several times, this time he will be killed in Youyan, and he will be killed in Youyan three times for no reason." ”

"Wait for the last general, congratulations to Han Shuai in advance on this great achievement!" Qu Duan Hug Fist Do.

Han Shizhong was also a little proud, this retreat to lure the enemy was proposed by him, Zong Han had just passed Longshan, and he immediately thought of besieging and killing him in Youyan.

and overruled public opinion, gave up Jingzhou, and let him chase to Danzhou.

God knows why Wanyan Zonghan was so arrogant, Xu is when he was fighting Liao, he gave the Jurchens too much self-confidence, and made them look directly at the Great Song soldiers as if they were nothing.

Perhaps in their eyes, the Great Song Dynasty has been able to hold on to the present by relying on the Great Wall and the high walls of the state capital, and the field battle is not their enemy.

Now he has given the Jin people a slap in the face and taught them to know that the so-called Great Song Dynasty is weak, and it is already the old Huang calendar.

"Han Shuai, give the order, the people of all departments have been in place one after another, it is inevitable that there will be many dreams at night, it is better to kill Zong Han as soon as possible."

Han Shizhong chuckled, and just as he wanted to speak, a small soldier flew quickly, hugged his fists and said: "Han Shuai, there is news from the south that Yang Shaozai has landed from Tianjin Port and is now rushing to Yanzhou." ”

"Shaozai is here?" Han Shizhong's eyes lit up, and he said, "Order, start attacking the city, I want to take Zong Han to see Shaozai." Let him know that there is nothing wrong with promoting Han Shizhong. What orders did the young ruler have? ”

"Back to Han Shuai, Shaozai said let you go, as long as you can kill the enemy, don't be afraid of damaging the state capital, it's a big deal to build it in the future. The best way to deal with the Jurchens is to kill and injure their population, and it is worth exchanging a house for a tartar. ”

Han Shizhong looked up to the sky and laughed, holding a horse whip in one hand and pinching his waist in the other, and said: "Fighting with Shaozai is his mother's pleasure, pass the order, and start attacking the city according to the original deployment." ”

At the sound of the order, the golden drums sounded in unison, and the horns sounded loudly. The catapults, iron artillery, poisonous smoke and gunpowder, and rockets that had been prepared long ago were all used to shoot everything that could be shot into Jingzhou City.

The small Jingzhou has long been a military state, and there are no people in it.

This round of smoky miasma salvo lasted for two hours, and the Jin soldiers who were guarding the city tower were waiting for them, and many of them fell to the ground with convulsions in tears.

The rest are also covering their mouths and noses, scolding non-stop.

They attacked countless cities, and they confronted the Song army on the Great Wall for so long, all of them were Jurchens attacking, and the Great Song Dynasty defending.

At that time, the Jin people were extremely eager to swap it, but now that they have really changed, they know that the Song people's siege of the city is different from their own siege.

Up to now, there has not been a single Song person in the city, if the field battle itself was defeated because of the lack of people, in terms of attack and defense of the city, the Great Song and Jurchen are not a high-grade opponent at all.

Wanyan Zonghan in the city, in the big tent, dodged the messy throws.

At this time, there were bursts of exclamations outside, Zong Han was furious, and scolded: "If the order goes down, those who disturb the hearts of our army for no reason will be beheaded on the spot." ”

A pro-soldier outside came in and said loudly: "Oh no, the Song people dug up the water and wanted to flood Jingzhou." ”

Zong Han twisted his eyebrows and sighed, he had only been guarding for less than half a day, and he already knew very well that he could not keep it.

Not to mention that the main army will survive the Great Wall, even whether it can survive tonight is a question.

In the big tent under the city wall, you can already hear the sound of running water in the distance, which is very turbulent.

Zong Han immediately made a decision and said, "Immediately gather all the horses and break through!" ”

If this city stays any longer, it will definitely die, and there may be a chance to fight to the death.

Originally, it was best to flee north, but when the water was dug up, there was an ocean to the north.

As a last resort, he could only flee to Yanshan first, hoping to break out of the siege and return to the Great Wall.

The city gate was wide open, and the Jurchens rushed out from the south, and countless soldiers and horses surrounded Zong Han, just to save his life.

Han Shizhong happened to command from this high post on the top of the mountain, and at a glance, he knew that the Jurchens were going to escape.

He turned his horse's head scolding, and said in a loud voice: "Pass the order to go down, surround and chase the enemy army in the south, and leave Yan Zonghan after the sect!" ”

Wanyan Zonghan's status among the Jurchens is very high, far from being comparable to people like Xi Yin.

If he can kill Zong Han, it will greatly boost morale and deal a heavy blow to the arrogance of the Jurchens.

Wanyan Zonghan, as the general of the Jin State who advocated the most southward movement, was the vanguard of the three Song Dynasty attacks, and the significance of killing this person was far from being as simple as annihilating the Jurchen vanguard.

The Jurchen Iron Cavalry, discharged a rushing formation, and the team headed by the horse, who no longer cared about the war horse that loved his life on weekdays, blindfolded the horse, and whipped desperately, just to use his speed to hit and open a hole. He doesn't care about his own life or death, and uses his flesh and blood to open the way for Zong Han.

The heavy cavalry charging battle is the most spectacular war scene of this era, and the torrent of iron armor is unstoppable.

To the south is Yanshan, and no one would have thought that the Jurchens would break through from here, and in everyone's opinion, the Jurchens would flee and flee to the north.

It's a pity that digging up the water made Zong Han have no choice, but instead hit it crookedly.

The water everywhere made it difficult for the Song army in other places to support, and the pressure on the south suddenly increased.

Han Shizhong picked up a gun and rode the horse, pulled the reins of the horse, and got the healthy horse from the nuzhen under the crotch. The tall man stood up with a long hiss. He personally went to the front of the battle and commanded the people to surround it.

Even the soldiers of the Song army on the side of Nancheng were twice as many as the Jin soldiers, and everyone was shouting, "Leave the sect and finish Yan Zonghan!" ”

The Jurchen knights kept falling off their horses, but the living ones were still desperately charging, and at this time they had no time to fight, so they only cared about rushing out of a road and letting Zong Han escape.

Zong Han and his soldiers lay on the horse's neck, wrapping their hands around the horse's neck to reduce the chance of being shot.

These Jurchen horsemans were really good, attacking back and forth, tossing and turning, and several loopholes gradually appeared in the Song army's formation.

The fighter plane was fleeting, and Zong Han's personal soldiers took him straight to the gap.

Countless soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty chased after them and shot horses, constantly killing and injuring the Jurchen Tartars.

"This time, none of them want to live!" Qu Duan said as he slashed and slashed at his horse.

Zong Han ran wildly, and when he saw that he had entered the jungle of Yanshan, a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in his heart.

As long as you don't die, hide here and wait for the Jurchen army to enter the Great Wall. Deep in the mountains, there are people who are more familiar with how to survive than the Jurchens? How can the Han people find our Jurchens?

At this time, he had time to look back at his side, and there were only a dozen or so pro-soldiers left, and all of them were wounded.

You don't have to think about it to know that what you brought this time was 30,000 Jurchen elite soldiers and 50,000 vassal troops, and they were all dead.

Zong Han felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart, even if he struggled to go back, he was destined to stay away from the center of the Jin Kingdom.

"Kill the horse, let's go on foot!"

More than a dozen people, supporting each other, have long lost half of their strength.

I didn't feel it when I was desperate just now, but now when I get off the horse, my legs can't move, and if I move a little, it's a pain in my heart.

They killed the war horse, threw it aside, wiped the blood from their bodies, and Zong Han looked coldly at the three seriously injured people on the ground, they couldn't walk anymore.

The three of them raised their eyes and poured out a wave of despair, and one of them said, "Zong Han, if you escape back to Dajin, remember to look at my family." ”

Zong Han nodded, and the three of them wiped their necks and committed suicide.

The rest of the soldiers put away their scimitars, pinned them to their waists, and led Zong Han to the mountains.

"Find a place with water first, fill it with water bladders, and wash away the blood."

As the sky slowly darkened, they pulled all their armor off their bodies, remained on a path in the distance, and then turned back.

The Jurchens were natural hunters, and fishing and hunting were in their bones, and they soon found a small river.

A few people went to the river, ready to wash away the blood, so as not to be tracked by the scent.

Suddenly, there was a stumbling under his feet, and the two soldiers in front were all tied to their ankles with ropes and hung upside down from the tree.

Zong Han was shocked in his heart, and the remaining six personal soldiers drew their swords and looked around vigilantly.

A few cut bamboos, breaking through the air, swished towards them, two pro-soldiers one after the other, protecting Zong Han, both of them were inserted like hedgehogs, and died instantly.

One rope after another was thrown, stones fell, and the golden soldiers, who were exhausted and had lost their armor, blocked with their bodies.

At this time, a few people came out of the river, covered in leaves.

"Second master, they're all Tartars!"

The people of Hongjiazhai, who were waiting for their brother here, walked out slowly, and Hong Tianding took advantage of the last sunset to see that it was indeed a money rat-tailed tartar.

He led people forward, and as soon as he got closer, a Tartar soldier who was tied up by a rope suddenly burst out, and actually tore the rope alive, holding two bamboo poles in his hand, and killed three people in Hongjiazhai in a row.

Hong Tianding saw the opportunity, and a stone smashed on the back of his head, and the stout tartar shook a few times and fell to the ground with a glare. A young man in Hongjiazhai threw himself on the middle-aged man who had just died, crying incessantly.

"Daddy.. Father? Yes! He killed my father, I'm going to kill these bird tartars! ”

Hong Tianding dragged him, after this time, he didn't dare to let his subordinates get closer, who knows if there will be another outbreak.

He grabbed the young man, defended himself with one hand, and said, "These bird tartars, who are so desperate to protect this person, must be nobles among the Jurchens." Tie him up, and the others will be stoned to death. ”

The people of Hongjiazhai touched the stones, and smashed them on the Jurchen soldiers who were tied up one by one, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere, and they couldn't see the appearance of the people, so they approached one by one.

Zong Han's heart was like ashes, he was bound with his eyes closed, he didn't know the identity of these people, he just thought that the Song army had been ambushed here a long time ago, waiting for him to throw himself into the net.

After being captured, of course, it is better to die, but it is difficult to die at this time.

Zong Han simply didn't say a word, and after Hong Tianding tied up, he kicked him and asked, "Do you know Hongjiazhai, did you Tartars come in from Hongjiazhai?" ”

"Second master, this is a tartar, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Hong Tianding thought about it, only a few nobles in the Tartars would speak Chinese. However, most of the Jurchen Tatars can speak some Khitan language.

Yandi Han'er lived for more than a hundred years under the rule of the Great Liao, and naturally he could speak Khitan.

Hong Tianding was not reconciled, and asked again in Khitan dialect.

"Yes."

Everyone was stunned, Wanyan Zonghan actually used Chinese, he was bent on death, and he had already realized that these people might be the people of Hongjiazhai.

"I ordered the slaughter of Hongjiazhai, but their owner did not surrender and was burned alive by my men."

As soon as these words came out, everyone stood in place in a daze as if they had been struck by lightning.

Wanyan Zonghan laughed out loud, his laughter was hideous and cruel, not like a captive at all.

Now life and death are in the hands of others, as if he is abusing these Han people, and he is extremely rampant.

The man in Hongjiazhai beat his chest, and several people stepped forward to kill this Jurchen Tartar.

Hong Tianding shouted angrily, repulsed his subordinates, and said, "Even if what you say is true, you tell us this way, it is nothing more than begging for death." How can it be so easy? That's so easy! You want to die, right, I don't want you to die, you're afraid of being captured by the Song army, so I'll take you to the Song army camp. ”

Wanyan Zonghan snorted coldly, very disappointed in his heart, and stopped talking.

Hong Tianding clenched his fists, quickened his pace and walked in front, tears could not stop flowing.

He didn't dare to wipe away his tears, he just raised his head and walked out of the mountain, waiting for his brother here for so long, he actually had the answer in his heart.

But after today's decision, I was still full of grief, and hatred filled my whole body, and I couldn't hold it anymore.

Outside Yanshan, Han Shizhong simply camped here and sent a large army into the mountains to search.

He walked around the tent angrily, no one dared to come forward to persuade him, and he didn't expect the flooding of Jingzhou to give this guy the last chance.

A voice suddenly sounded outside the tent: "Han Shuai, Han Shuai, good news, Zong Han has caught it!" ”

Han Shizhong's eyes lit up in vain, kicked off the stool and ran to the door in two steps, pressed the shoulder of the little soldier who came to report the news, and said, "Straight mother thief, where is Zong Han's dog Tartar?" ”

"Zong Han was captured by the righteous warriors in the mountains and has been sent to the camp."

Han Shizhong breathed a sigh of relief, if he let Zong Han run away, he would really become a big joke.

According to Yang Shaozai's temper, he had to let himself go to the palace to serve people.

"Where did the righteous man come from, take me to have a look, and take a look at what Zong Han's bird tartar looks like."

The surrounding Song army soldiers all laughed, their merits were complete, and they completely annihilated the Jurchen pioneers, and no one could have the credit for this time.

When I came to the tent where Zong Han was being held, I saw a few people who looked like ordinary people, hanging their heads and crying one by one.

Han Shizhong stepped forward and asked, "This is?" ”

"This is the righteous man who captured Zong Han."

Han Shizhong pointed at Hong Tianding and asked, "Wu Na big man, seeing that you are also a man who chews nails and chews iron, it is a good thing to catch Zong Han, why are you crying here." ”

"General, we Yandi Han'er, for a hundred years, Zhenri only saw this Tartar come to rob, that Tartar came to kill, Khitan, Jurchen, Murwei... I just want to ask, when will the Han people be able to fight the Great Wall, can the ancestors have a feud and a blood hatred of their fathers and brothers, can they not be repaid! ”

Han Shizhong was silent, he seemed to understand why these people were crying here.

The virtues of the Jurchen soldiers, he has seen, cruelty to living beings is commonplace.

Most of these people have already died, he stepped forward and patted Hong Tianding on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "This day will come soon." ”

Hong Tianding's eyes widened, and he asked, "Really? ”

The surrounding generals saw that he was so rude, and hurriedly reprimanded him.

Han Shizhong waved his hand and said, "What am I trying to do to coax you?" When Yang Shaozai once told me that when he won the Jurchen, he would completely calm the border troubles. When the time comes, the Great Wall will be beaten and the blood feud of these generations will be returned. ”

With a pop, Hong Tianding knelt on the ground and hugged his fists: "I would like to be a pawn in this army, following the general before and after the saddle." ”

"Why not." Han Shizhong grabbed his arms, hugged him, and said, "Get up, you caught Zong Han, and you are not a pawn in terms of merit." Wait for me to report to Shaozai, and I will have your own reward. ”