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Gao Huaiyuan turned his head suspiciously and looked in the direction of the soldier's finger, but he also froze, but soon he understood, and the tears couldn't help gushing out again, and he turned around and sang loudly with the beat again.

The already lifeless city of Xuzhou seemed to suddenly come to life again in the song at this moment, and countless people began to pour into the city, supporting each other, straightening their chests, holding the weapons in their hands tightly, and focusing on the Mongolian army outside the city.

Outside the city, Ogedei commanded his generals to reorganize the army, listening to the constant roar from the city, followed by the majestic singing, and was distraught to death.

His losses are too great, today's siege is different from the past, he has bet all his capital, these are the essence of their Mongolian army! How many Mongolian people are there! Such casualties were almost unbearable for him, and compared to the thousands of Han Chinese, they really couldn't afford to die!

But at the end of the morning, he paid the price of thousands of people, but what? Xuzhou City is still in the hands of the Song army, seeing that Xuzhou City is already crumbling, it seems that as long as he goes up and kicks hard, this city will collapse, but he still can't attack the city.

He didn't understand why these Song troops resisted so stubbornly, as if they could never be killed, obviously he had long known that the Song army had run out of ammunition and food, but they still repelled the attacks of his Mongol army again and again, could these Song troops really be unable to defeat? Why are they so persistent?

If the enemies they encountered in the early years had been as tenacious as the Song army in front of them, would their Mongol Khanate be where it is today?

Wokotai asked himself, it should be impossible! But he was still unwilling, this was just a small Xuzhou City, how could he stop them from ruling this country like this?

He paid too much in this battle, so much that it was too much for their Mongol Khanate to bear, so he couldn't give up, and he didn't dare to give up, if the city of Xuzhou was not broken, the one surnamed Gao in the city would not die, he would be completely defeated, and from then on, the Mongol Khanate might be in ruins, and there would be no more power to win the Central Plains, so he also had no way out, he had to conquer this city and kill everyone in the city in order to save the situation。。。。。

"Great Khan! Look! The Song army in the city seems to have increased its troops again! There are so many more of them! A commander pointed to the wall of Xuzhou City and whispered to Wokotai.

Wokotai looked at it, and really saw that the number of Song troops on the head of the city seemed to be much larger, and he couldn't help but make Wokotai a little puzzled, but soon he figured out the reason again, forced a smile and pointed at Xuzhou City with a horsewhip and shouted: "The eagle of the Mongolian steppe!" Don't be afraid! Song Jun is no longer good! They even transferred the wounded soldiers to the city walls, what does it mean? They're no longer good! I can't hold it anymore! Are you still afraid of the defeat of such a remnant army that has nothing to eat?

Everyone should be full! Then let's try again, no city can stop us eagles of the grassland! Storm the city! I will give you all the money I have gained. If anyone kills Gao Huaiyuan, the commander of the Song Army, then I will reward whoever is the commander of ten thousand soldiers! Give him a hundred beautiful women, a thousand strong slaves! And give him a large grassland so that his children and grandchildren can multiply on their own! Let's go! Let's enter the city today! ”

The horn of the Mongol army sounded again outside the city, and the reorganized Mongol army once again took a step forward and walked in the direction of the city wall...

Looking at the rolling Mongolian army, the people in the city did not show fear, the song was still being sung by them repeatedly, and everyone silently clenched the weapons in their hands...

The throwing carts of the Mongol army once again raised their long cannon arms and threw stones and fireballs onto the city, and some people were instantly knocked to the ground, or jumped off the city wall with a body of flames, but they did not suppress the song on the city, and as the Mongol army began to enter the field of arrows, the archers in the city once again aimed at the Mongol army under the city, and fired hard.

Chen Bu's throwing cart on the inside of the city wall also raised its cannon arm at the same time, throwing pieces of artillery stones out of the city, and smashed heavily into the dense ranks of the Mongol army, raising a cloud of dust, and some Mongol soldiers were smashed and flew up.

Including the last remnants of the last few thunderbolts in the city, the earth-shattering thunder were also taken out and fired together, when they fell in the Mongolian army outside the city, there was a loud rumbling sound, and the stumps of the Mongolian soldiers flew wildly, and they were knocked down at once.

By this time, there were too few such things in the city, and although they caused a certain amount of damage to the Mongol army, it was not enough to break their will, and the Mongol army was a little confused, and immediately gathered again and rushed towards the city.

Xuzhou City, which had just regained a little calm, once again resounded with the sound of earth-shattering shouts of killing, and the soldiers of the Song Army, who had just recovered a little bit of physical strength, immediately threw themselves into the tragic battle again.

The spears on the city were like a forest, the swords were dazzling, and the rolling logs and stones were pushed off the city wall, and fell heavily on the heads of the Mongolian army like a colony of ants, and the Mongolian army screamed again and again.

And the arrows of the Mongolian army like rain also flew on the top of the city, and every second the defenders fell on the city wall screaming, and the artillery fell like hailstones, stirring up clouds of dust and smoke on the city, and the soldiers who were shot flew out in an instant, and fell heavily on the ground in the city, and swallowed their breath in a blink of an eye......

Countless Mongol troops once again poured to the foot of the city wall, ants attached to various ladders all over the city wall, and climbed towards the city, the officers and soldiers of the Song army ignored the rain of arrows shot up from the city, leaned out of their bodies, and stabbed the enemy in front of them with their spears and hook guns, and soon they were killed by the enemy below and fell off the city wall. . .

But soon someone would take their place, blocking the broken battlements of the wall, and then desperately blocking the Mongol attack.

Gao Huaiyuan was tired and wielded the dragon scale knife in his hand, and kept slashing the enemy soldiers who rushed to the city wall, almost every time he cut down, he thought that this was the last time he swung the sword, but then, he raised the knife again and slashed it hard...

There is no need for anyone to command the city, whether it is officers or soldiers, they are all fighting for their lives spontaneously, and at any time someone will fall, and at any time someone will pounce on them to take their place.

Such a fierce battle continued, and the Song army actually did not expect reinforcements to suddenly arrive at this time, but they were supported by a belief, and always held on to it, not for anything else, this battle was only for glory, for the glory of their Han people, for their commanders, and their generals were also fighting bloodily on the city wall like them, so they did not retreat, and they did not retreat until death.

The sun slowly moved westward in the sky, and more and more Mongolian troops began to pour onto the city wall, fighting with the Song army on the city wall, full of blood-splattered scenes, but no one looked at the situation around them, everyone stared at the blood-red eyes, only looking at the square inch in front of them, looking for a target that could be killed, and then desperately crashed into it...

Seeing that the fierce battle continued until the end of the Shen period, the resistance of the Song army was getting weaker and weaker, and the number of Mongol troops rushing to the city wall was also increasing, Ogedei finally began to breathe a sigh of relief.

With a loud bang, a section of the city wall in the north of the city finally collapsed under the bombardment of the boulders thrown by the Mongolian army, and many Song troops standing on the head of the city disappeared in an instant in the dust and smoke rising from the sky, and then this section of the city wall was buried in the ruins, and even a small number of Mongolian soldiers were buried in the dust.

When the Mongolian army outside the city saw this section of the city wall falling, they immediately roared in unison, and rushed towards this collapsed city wall like a tide...

Gao Huaiyuan had just cut down a Mongolian soldier who had jumped onto the city wall, when he heard this roar from the north, his heart couldn't help but sink, and he looked in the direction of the north of the city in a blink of an eye.

But he couldn't get out and go to the north of the city to help, because almost all the generals in the north of the city were killed or seriously injured, and he couldn't go to the north of the city to check the situation at all!

It was Meng Hui who was leading the army to defend it, and Gao Huaiyuan didn't know if Meng Hui was still alive at this time, but he had already heard that it was the sound of the city wall collapsing, and a thought flashed in his heart: "Am I really wrong?" Could it be that I'm really going to die here? Seeing that the Northern Expedition is about to succeed! Why? Why do you Zhao Yun have to stab me in the back at this time? Don't you want your country to be strong?

That's it! That's it! I've done my best! Anyway, I did what I had to do! God wants to kill me, and I can't help it! What's more, I've already died more than a decade ago! What is there to regret?

I hope that all this I have done can make the Han people understand that as long as they work hard, they will not be enslaved by the Tatars, and there is so much I can leave for this era! ”

Gao Huaiyuan didn't look back to look north, and once again swung his knife and pounced, stabbing the tip of the knife into the chest of a Mongolian soldier.

At this time, the dragon scale treasure knife suddenly snapped and broke, and the Mongolian soldier stared at Gao Huaiyuan with unwilling eyes, staring at Gao Huaiyuan and falling down on his back, and also took half of Gao Huaiyuan's blade, and fell heavily into the pile of corpses below.

"Isn't it true that the naïve is going to kill me?" Gao Huaiyuan looked at the broken dragon scale treasure knife in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, his whole body was sore to death, and he could no longer raise the broken knife in his hand.

At this time, another Mongolian soldier held an iron spear and rushed towards Gao Huaiyuan fiercely, even if the armor on Gao Huaiyuan's body was already tattered at this time, he also recognized this person as the general of the Song army, so he left the other Song soldiers and rushed straight towards Gao Huaiyuan, with a cruel smile, and stabbed Gao Huaiyuan's chest hard.

"Tired! I'm so tired! Go for it! ......" Gao Huaiyuan watched the tip of the Mongolian soldier's spear gradually enlarge in front of him, everything seemed to be less important!

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