Wanyan Zonghan is indeed very hot.

Xiangyang City was lost without even holding it for a day, Li Cheng was shot and killed, not to mention that all seventy or eighty thousand people were released, and one of the other party's prisoners was confiscated, which made him extremely depressed.

He knew what they were thinking. These people have no horses and weapons, and their combat effectiveness has dropped by more than half, not to mention, the key is that these people are going to eat, and now they are surrounded by others, and the external supply of grain and grass should not be thought about anymore, and they can only rely on the existing surplus grain support, so he must fight quickly, otherwise if he really runs off the grain and grass, he will not need to be beaten by others, and he will be in chaos first.

"What is a Spur rejection?" Zong Han listened to the soldiers who fled back for a long time and didn't understand the difference between that thing and the horse rejection pile, even if the wooden stake turned into a knife and gun, it couldn't become an insurmountable moat!

Zhao Tianci was in a very good mood.

After taking Xiangyang City, he completely blocked the Jin soldiers' way to the west, with the endless Yangtze River in the south and the wider East China Sea in the east, and the road back to the north was blocked by him, so this battle could be won lying down.

Wanyan Zonghan only regarded Shuzhou and Qizhou as logistical supplies for storing grain, and he Zhao Tianci also did not fight siege warfare with him, but steadily advanced his fortifications.

The general sent by Zong Han to rush back to Luzhou was the Jin general Gelinghark, and he also gave himself the Han name Wang Xian, the same name as Wang Po's dead brother. The reason why he is called Wang Xian is that there is no other person, just because this son wants to be crowned a king and a noble.

He is not a member of the Wanyan clan, and if he wants to be crowned king, he must make immortal military exploits, and only after obtaining the surname of the Golden Emperor can he have hope of Wanyan, so when Zong Han told him that Luzhou City was occupied by the little emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty and gave him 100,000 horses to kill back, he told himself that the opportunity to "be crowned a king" has come!

The little emperor must be his, and he will take him to Shengjing!

With this firm belief, Wang Xian took 100,000 horses and horses to the city of Luzhou non-stop.

But when he saw Luzhou City, he had an illusion for a moment, is this still the Luzhou City he saw when he left? When did two stone towers appear outside the city, which were more than ten feet high?

The city was deserted, and the ground was so flat that there was not a single foam of grass.

Is there a ghost? Wang Xian frowned and pondered.

At this time, on the city wall, the little emperor Zhao Tianci was dressed in military uniform, standing there side by side with Yang Zizai, looking down.

"Kim will report his name!" Zhao Tianci's voice was not loud, but it spread far away.

Wang Xian listened to the obviously immature voice, and his heart burst into ecstasy, "You are the little emperor of the Southern Dynasty?" ”

"Exactly!" Zhao Tianci said.

"Hahaha......" Wang Xian laughed wildly, he was really here!

"Brother Yang, what is this stupid guy laughing at?" Zhao Tianci didn't understand, and asked Yang Zizi beside him.

"This person is not mentally normal, maybe he is overexcited and has committed madness, right?" Yang Zizi said with a smile.

The soldiers standing behind them burst out laughing.

Zhao Tianci stared down with round eyes, "Oops! There are so many good horses, Brother Yang, the circle we draw is still a little smaller, and we can't eat so much at once! ”

Yang Zizi burst out laughing, "Your Majesty, there are 100,000 horses below, even if a lot of horses are given to you, do you have so many people?" ”

Zhao Tianci was stunned for a moment, "That's right! There aren't that many people! He shook his head helplessly, "Forget it, in that case, let them all in." ”

Wang Xian didn't know what the hell the two of them were fighting, he was still laughing wildly.

After a long time, he stopped laughing, pointed to the city wall and shouted, "The little emperor of the Southern Dynasty is on it, brothers, rush me!" After saying that, he took the lead, rode his horse and rushed up, and the golden soldiers behind him followed him like a tide, shouting and roaring wildly and rushing over.

The earth trembled slightly under the trampling of the horses' hooves.

Zhao Tianci looked at this spectacular scene and was a little dizzy, "Brother Yang, are all Jin people fighting like this?" What is it called? Group fighting? ”

Yang Zizi also frowned and said, "Strange, what's the use of rushing over in such a swarm?" ”

Wang Xian was overjoyed and a little overexcited. The goal of his dream is beckoning to him not far away, and if he catches him, he is a mountain of gold and silver, a high-ranking official, and a happy life with beautiful women around his knees, how can he not be excited? But in other words, let him attack the city, and he won't!

When he was excited, he could ignore some obvious things, such as why he didn't have a person in the city, and why he couldn't see a single stalk of grass on the ground.

The horse galloped wildly, and the rhythm of the gallop was as sonorous and powerful as his feverish heartbeat.

Closer, closer, he could already see the eyebrows and eyes of the little emperor!

Suddenly, the war horse seemed to disappear, and the bottom of his ass was empty, and his whole person fell down sharply, and then there was a muffled snap, and a wooden board smashed hard on his buttocks, and a strong force came, and his falling momentum suddenly stopped, and the whole person was bounced up like an arrow, drawing a perfect parabola, and falling towards the city.

So here he is!

Wang Xian's eyes widened, and the little emperor was looking up and smiling at him, when a shiny thing in his hand reached out to him, as if to say to him, "Come, hold on to it!" ”

He stretched out his hands, really trying to grab it, but just as his hand was about to touch the shiny thing, his eyes shrank sharply, and he finally saw what it was, the steel knife?!

However, just as he seemed to understand something, his body had already swooped down, and the steel knife pounced through his back, and the owner of the steel knife threw it down and ran away.

Wang Xian's mouth spurted blood, his eyes stared at the figure who had run away, stretched out a hand, opened his five fingers, and muttered, "You...... Be...... I...... It's mine! ”

His wish could only be fulfilled by Lord Yama for him.

People continued to fly up from the city, and the soldiers at the head of the city waved the steel knives in their hands and began the battle of cutting people.

The golden soldiers who were running wildly, no one thought that the main general who rushed to the city first didn't know what he stepped on, and the war horse suddenly sank, and then popped out a wooden board from the place where the war horse sank, and bounced their main general onto the city wall.

It was as if the first piece of dominoes fell, and then it triggered a series of chain reactions that followed, the originally flat ground suddenly became soft, and huge circular pits appeared, and the war horses fell into the pits one after another, and the soldiers on the horses were lifted into the air by the wooden planks that were stepped on in the pit and flew towards the city.

So, while they enjoyed the thrill of flying, they could only watch the Song army at the head of the city greet them with a bloody steel knife in their hands.

Yang Zizai swung his knife and slashed away a golden soldier who fell at him, and glanced back at the stunned Zhao Tianci, "My emperor, isn't this designed by you?" ”

Zhao Tianci swallowed, "I designed it correctly, but ...... Why is it so interesting? He originally wanted to say, "Why is it so powerful", but after thinking about it, this was suspected of being self-exaggerating, so he temporarily changed his words.

Yang Zizi sighed, "You should let them fly a little farther away, so it's easy to hit people." ”

Zhao Tianci said modestly, "Okay, I'll pay attention next time, let them fly over from a distance." ”

One hundred thousand horses, one after another, fell into the trap pit, the pit was very deep, the war horse fell and did not overdo it, never think of jumping out again, and those golden soldiers who were not bounced up by the plank, fell into the pit, and became the ghost under the hooves of the frightened horse.

Zhao Tianci's flap design is very ingenious, first of all, the start sequence, after the front row starts, it will not directly trigger the second row to start, but more than a dozen rows, so that the front and the middle of the people and horses are isolated, the people in the back can not see the situation in front, will not get any warning, and still continue to move forward, and the front of the war horse stepped on the flap, the people in the back will only see the people who fly up, and they can't see the fallen war horses, at first glance, they thought it was a trapeze, so the vigilance is still not high. The second is the distance of the flap arrangement, between the two rows of adjacent flaps is a distance of half a horse's body, so that even if the people on the war horse find something wrong, they can't stop within this distance, and there is not only one flap in the trap pit, it is four flap wheels embedded in a wheel axle, the war horse falls into the horse pit, it will inevitably step on the wheel axle, and the force drives the wheel axle to rotate, and the unlucky soldiers are either stunned or sent into the air one by one.

In this way, all 100,000 horses entered the ambush circle carefully arranged by Zhao Tianci.

However, his horse trap was not prepared for so many men and horses, the original idea was that the war horses entered the pit in order to ambush them, and the life and death of people were left to fate.

But with so many people coming at once, the original function of the trap has changed. The trap pit, which could have accommodated ten war horses, fell hundreds of war horses at once, so there was no space inside, and the first people and horses to fall down became paving stones, and the later war horses did not fall, but "trapped", and the horses' hooves were pinned to the crowded war horses, and they could no longer be pulled out.

It is precisely because of this that nearly 20,000 people survived.

But they only luckily escaped the fate of entering the pit and being catapulted, but everywhere there are war horses that can't afford to struggle, even if they jump off the horse, where else can they go?

Zhao Tianci stood at the head of the city, looking down with the soldiers, the ten thousand horses under the city were all together, the heads of the horses were shaking, neighing, and the golden soldiers between the horses, like rats in the wind, rushed left and right, but could not find the way out.

"Do you want to send someone down to help them?" Yang Zizi asked.

"No, it won't be long before they get tired, and when they're tired, they'll stop." Zhao Tianci shook his head and said, "At that time, let's go down and invite them into the city as guests." ”

Yang Zizai glanced at him and didn't speak, but the expression on his face was obviously a little shameless. (To be continued.) )