The city of Taiyuan was broken, and the Jurchens entered the city of Taiyuan, but the battle still did not stop! There are still voices of shouting and killing in the entire Taiyuan City!

"Haven't the Han people surrendered yet?" Wanyan Zonghan said in surprise.

He has conquered countless Liao and Han cities, and generally speaking, as long as the city is broken, the defenders will surrender! Like Taiyuan City, the city wall has been broken, the army has entered the city, and the defenders are still resisting is really rare.

"Yes, the defenders of Taiyuan City are still leading the remnants of the army to fight us." Jurchen soldiers report.

"It's good, after many years of fighting, I finally met a real hero! Pass the order, I want to capture the Taiyuan guards alive! Wanyan Zonghan's face showed a hint of excitement.

From the distant Changbai Mountain all the way to the present, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains have been beaten down by him, the only regret is that he has not met a decent opponent! Now, he feels like he's finally met an opponent, a hero! Although this opponent was able to block his attack by relying on the city wall, this was already precious! More or less solid and huge cities than Taiyuan City, including famous cities like Shangjing, Zhongjing, and Yanjing, are vulnerable in front of the Jurchen Iron Cavalry, but Taiyuan City actually blocked them for 260 days, which is really not simple!

"Kill!" In Taiyuan City, a middle-aged general is fighting bravely to kill the enemy, he is the defender of Taiyuan City, Wang Yu!

Wang Yu is just thirty-two years old this year, just in the prime of life, he should be healthy, but now he is skinny! He hasn't eaten much from the beginning of the year until now! Especially in the past half a month, everything that can be eaten in Taiyuan City has been eaten! The whole Taiyuan City is already an "empty city", there are no horses, cows and mules, no various leather armor, no ping, solid, chaff, grass and anything else that can be swallowed! In the past half a month, Wang Yu has only eaten a starving mouse that he occasionally finds!

The reason why he was able to persist was because of an unyielding spirit, and of course it was also related to his innate cultivation! He is a rare innate master in the army, and his true qi in his body is long, so he can persevere!

It's just that now he has reached his limit!

"Your Majesty, I can't serve you anymore! Taiyuan City is still broken! Seeing more and more golden soldiers pouring in, Wang Yu couldn't help but burst into tears!

"Kill!" He roared angrily, and the surrounding walls seemed to shake, and the sword in his hand swung violently, and two more golden soldiers died in his hands!

His face was splashed with enemy blood, and seeing more and more enemies pouring in, he didn't have any fear, he just moved forward! Before he died, he wanted to drag more Jin soldiers to die together!

The true qi in his body was gradually depleted, and his strength gradually disappeared! Seeing that another Jin soldier rushed towards him, Wang Yu roared forward, he let Jin Bing's spear pierce his left shoulder, and the long sword in his hand slashed at Jin Bing's head, and suddenly Jin Bing's brain flowed, Wang Yu laughed!

It's just that Jin Bing died, and he was also seriously injured!

At such a juncture, he has already begun to fight for his life, he knows that he will die today, and now he just wants to bring more golden soldiers to hell with his own life!

The comrades beside him have long since died, and he is the only one left on the city wall!

Gradually, there were more and more golden soldiers around, and the golden soldiers surrounded him! These golden soldiers also seemed to be impressed by his courage, they no longer rushed up, but rushed up one by one, and fought hard with Wang Yu one by one! This is an army that has been fighting for ten years, has its own beliefs, has its own pride, and they will give the king the death of a warrior!

I don't know how many enemies he killed, Wang Yu finally felt the darkness in front of him, there were too many wounds on his body, and his blood finally flowed out! Before he died, he still forced himself to stand there, the sword in his hand on the ground, supporting his body! In the face of the Tartars, he must not fall!

"Dashuai, this person has died in battle!" A soldier came to Wan Yan Zonghan's side and reported.

Wanyan Zonghan nodded silently! After a while, he suddenly spoke, "What is Wang Yu carrying on his body?" Pick it up and let me see it! ”

Wang Yu was carrying a long wooden box on his back, and at that moment, several golden soldiers married the wooden box and handed it over to Wan Yan Zonghan! As for the corpse of the king, they still let him stand there and not let him fall! Such an enemy earned their respect.

Wanyan Zonghan opened the wooden box, and under the light of the torch, he saw a picture scroll in the wooden box. He opened the scroll and saw that there was a person on the painting, this person was wearing a dragon robe, wearing a crown, the whole person had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a strong kingly domineering spirit rushed from this portrait, I don't know who this person is?

"Dashuai, the person on the portrait is Zhao Kuangyin, the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty!" A Han man next to him is humane.

Over the years, the Jurchens have conquered the north, and countless literati with no integrity have taken refuge in the Jurchens, and this Han is one of them.

"I didn't expect that when he was dying, he was still carrying Zhao Kuangyin's imperial statue, was he afraid that the imperial statue would be damaged in the war......" At this moment, Wanyan Zonghan also felt a shock in his heart.

A glimmer of light has already appeared in the east, the night is coming to an end, and dawn is coming! Wanyan Zonghan stood on Taiyuan City, he looked at the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the distance, and his heart fluctuated! If all the Han people are like Wang Yu, if all the cities are like Taiyuan City, it will be difficult for the Jurchens to go south! However, fortunately, there is only one such city, and there is only one such general!

"Generous burial of the king! The imperial statue of Taizu of the Great Song Dynasty was buried with him! Order the whole army to rest for one day, and after one day the whole army will go south until Kaifeng! Wanyan Zonghan clenched his fist and said.

******

The autumn rain continued, and in the East Palace, Zhao Chen had just stopped practicing!

He looked into the distance, only to see the clouds and occasional dull thunder, and he felt very dull in his heart, as if something big had happened!

"What the hell is going on? Why am I upset? Zhao Chen said secretly.

What he didn't know was that at this time, there were three eunuchs running towards the East Palace in the rain! At the entrance of the East Palace, the three eunuchs were blocked there, and the guards put them into the East Palace after a little inquiry! They went all the way and finally came to Zhao Chen's bedroom! After the report, they entered the dormitory and knelt down in front of Zhao Chen!

"What happened? Why are you so afraid? ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince, something is wrong! Taiyuan City Break, Zhongshan ...... The river was also broken by the Jurchen Tatars! ”

Taiyuan City has lasted for 260 days from the first invasion of the Jurchens, and as for Zhongshan and Hejian, they have not even achieved the goal of delaying the speed of Yan Zongwang's march! Wanyan Zongwang conquered Zhongshan in three days, and conquered Hejian in one day, and the defenders of Hejian fled without a fight! Wanyan Zongwang's Eastern Route Army was like a rapid march, all the way forward, without any stop at all, and now they are not far from the Yellow River!

"What? The Three Towns of the North or have fallen? There was a rolling thunder outside, and lightning thunderbolted down, Zhao Chen felt that the thunder and lightning were like hitting his body, and he was chilled all over!

The three towns in the north have been conquered, and from the three towns in the north to the south is a flat river, and on the plains, the Jurchen Iron Horse is an invincible existence! They will soon be able to come to Kaifeng, and if Kaifeng is broken, he will die!

"I can't die, I can't die......" Zhao Chen's voice trembled a little!

All along, he was just a seventeen-year-old boy! He has only been in this era for a few months! To some extent, he has not yet integrated into this era, and all he thinks about is his own life! The title of "Prince" is just a name and a code name for him, not the prince of the Central Plains, and it has no special meaning! The "father", "mother", and the ministers in the court are all like strangers, and the only people he has a good impression of this era are probably Wang De, or those eunuchs and palace maids who serve him in food and daily life!

He didn't want to die, he never wanted to die here!

"Go find Wang De!" Zhao Chen said loudly.