CHAPTER XIII

In the previous siege battles, the defenders had already consumed a lot of supplies and a lot of physical strength. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoTherefore, after Guo Jingbu came out of the cave, he quickly relied on the strength of the armor to suppress the defenders on the city to the point that they couldn't raise their heads.

As the attacking side, it is true that it has such and such strategic advantages, but in the end, it still has to rely on the direct confrontation of force to decide the victory. When his subordinates were robbing the city, Guo Jing rushed to the gate of the city. Although he was wearing heavy armor, his movements were still light and agile, and he didn't notice that he was affected at all.

The gates were high, large, and thick. Fuzhou is located in the northwest of the Jin country, and the city gate is extremely thick. Because of the war, the defenders also piled up a lot of masonry and wood in the cave behind the city gate. This limited the defenders' ability to counterattack, but also prevented the attacking side from breaching the city by breaking through the gates.

In that case, what is the point of Guo Jing coming to the city gate?

It probably doesn't make a difference whether it makes sense or doesn't. Guo Jing was not particularly excited, nor was he warlike. Fuzhou was originally the bait thrown by the people of Jinguo, and both sides knew about it. In front of Yehuling behind Fuzhou, there were hundreds of thousands of main troops of the Jin State.

The plan of the Jin side was to let the Mongols fortify the city and wait until the veterans of the opposing division were tired and then kill them in one fell swoop. Temujin firmly believed that he could not only capture Fuzhou, but also defeat the main force of the Jin army in the field.

So, that's not where the key is. Guo Jing knew this very well, and slammed his fist on the city gate, and in the violent vibration, the city gate wrapped in wrought iron was broken. With another punch, the city gate fell off, the power was transmitted, and the bricks and stones piled up in the city cave seemed to have been hit by cannonballs, and they flew in all directions.

The defenders at the head of the city finally noticed the situation, and several large-shouldered and round-waisted sergeants howled and poured barrels of fire oil on the city gates. The spark sets, and the flames rise into the sky. Rising along with the flames is the burning fighting spirit.

觳~~ Guo Jing lowered his head and turned a blind eye to the flames burning on his body, and now he finally showed a trace of interest.

When the defenders at the head of the city breathed a sigh of relief, he sank his waist and stabbed his horse, his left hand in front of him, and his right hand clenched and retracted to his waist, and he made a nirvana.

Endless power converged on the right fist, and within a radius of 100 meters, it was as if there was a black hole, forcibly devouring the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi.

The right foot stepped forward and stepped on the earth, as if some desolate monster was walking on the earth. The right fist slammed into the already broken city gate with flames, and this time, it was about to blast away the obstacles in front of him.

Beastmaster Fist - "One Hit Kills!" ”

More violent than all the previous sounds, stronger than all the previous vibrations. The gates of the city were blasted open by the power of the uncast, like Moses parting the Red Sea. Under the horrified gaze of the defenders in the city, a tall figure with flames burning all over his body walked out of the city cave. A series of burning footprints were left on the ground, and the armor on his body was burned off by the flames, revealing a blood-like red color.

The demon-like figure looked left and right, and the defenders he saw all felt the pain of burning flames.

At this time, there is no need for any words, no actions for karma. Just by standing there, he was able to put the other person on the verge of collapse.

Fuzhou fell.

After the war, military merits were evaluated, with Guo Jing as the first. Temujin gave him a great deal of money, but he did not increase his position or his ranks, as he had done for the past two years. The first is that Guo Jing's official position has been promoted beyond promotion, and the second is that Guo Jing's power has expanded too quickly. Although Guo Jing's available troops were only 30,000, he had a very good relationship with Tuo Lei, and the two of them together were close to a quarter of the strength of the entire Mongolia.

In this case, no matter how much Temujin favored Tuo Lei and trusted Guo Jing, he could no longer increase their strength. Fortunately, Temujin was the founder of the king, and his control over his subordinates was not comparable to that of the king of Shoucheng, as long as he gave an order, everyone else could only bow down to his orders.

Now that Fuzhou has been captured, the strategic situation between Mengjin and Jinzhou has reversed. The initiative was in the hands of the Mongols, and whether to fight or not to fight was no longer up to the Jin people.

Yehuling, the commander of the Golden Army.

"What?" Wan Yankang said in surprise: "Fuzhou actually fell so quickly? ”

Since missing the opportunity two years ago, this little prince has practiced martial arts hard, and now, he has integrated the martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect and has been allowed to practice the "Nine Yin True Scripture". In addition, after reading the Taoist collections annotated by Chongyang Zhenren, he finally penetrated the three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, and reached the realm of gods and understanding.

Having practiced martial arts to such an extent, he finally got rid of the shadow of two years ago. He was convinced that with his current martial arts, relying on the hole cards in his hand, he could bombard that fateful enemy to the slag.

However, during the two years that he practiced martial arts, the state of Jin was becoming increasingly embarrassed. Not only was it photographed back by the Song people in the process of going south, but the cities near the steppe were also captured by the Mongols one by one. In Wan Yankang's view, the biggest failure was that the original vassal Western Xia was broken to the side of the Mongols. From then on, Mongolia had no worries and could devote all its forces to the war against the Jin State.

By the time he broke through, the Jin State had already reached a strategic decisive battle with the Mongols. From Zhongdu rushed to the Yehuling front, and received the news of the fall of Fuzhou. Even though he was successful in martial arts and full of confidence, he still felt a burst of dizziness. Is this the so-called inertia of history?

What an infuriating thing!

If Heaven is destined to perish the Kingdom of Jin, why should I be in this era?

No, it doesn't have to be like that. The end of the road is not necessarily the end, and the desperate place can also be survived. Even if Dajin Guo is at a disadvantage now, as long as I am still here, I can turn it all around. Just because-

Now I am the heaven that can rule everything in the world!

According to logical analysis and information from the spies ahead, after the Mongols broke through Fuzhou, they were suppressing the resistance in the city and scattering their troops to plunder the countryside.

"So, it's a good time to go fast and slow!" Wan Yan Kang said to Wan Yan Honglie.

"Kang'er," Yan Honglie stopped after a while, "But the Mongols are mostly cavalry, even if we can take advantage of it at the beginning, but when they react, ............"

Wan Yan Kang stared at Wan Yan Honglie, who was the commander-in-chief, but at the age of forty, he was already gray with gray temples. It seems that the failure of the southward attack on Song hit him hard, and he no longer had the feeling of high spirits before. He couldn't help but feel pity in his heart, and then suppressed this pity again. Now is not the time to let these feelings run rampant.

"Father!" Wan Yankang said loudly: "Our army is outnumbered and the enemy is outnumbered, even if there are heavy casualties, as long as it can cause damage to the enemy, it is worth it!" ”

"Nonsense!" Wanyan Honglie said with a gloomy face: "Although our army is numerous, it is not as elite as the other party. The best strategy now is to defend instead of attacking, as long as the line of Yehuling is held, the Mongol cavalry will not be able to exert its due power. Now we are like the two countries of Qin and Zhao in the Battle of Changping, as long as the deep ditch and high base continue to hold each other, we will definitely be able to win if the national strength is stronger! ”

Wan Yankang shook his head, it seemed that his father's spirit was exhausted. He could only say: "Then I will take the cavalry of Monk Chen's department out to investigate, this father should not object." ”

Wanyan Chen's monk department is all fine riders, and the number of people is around 6,000. After Yan Honglie thought about it, in a hilly area like Yehuling, the use of cavalry was not so great, so he reluctantly agreed.

Wan Yankang kicked the horse's belly and rushed out first. Behind him everyone is wearing iron armor, and the mounts are also very powerful. Immediately behind him was the monk Wanyan Chen, who was born in Buddhism, whose real name is Wanyan Yi, and the word is Liangzuo. Because he shaved his head and practiced the magic skills of the Shi family, he was nicknamed "Monk Chen". Later, after this nickname spread, no one remembered his real name. Needless to say, Wanyan Chen monk is brave and good at fighting, and the people he leads are all good families recruited from the land of Yan Zhao. Relying on these elite soldiers, Wan Yankang was confident that he would teach the Mongols a great lesson, so as not to make them think that there was no one in China.

The Mongols were really caught off guard by the cavalry led by Wan Yankang, and for more than a year, the Jin soldiers were defeated and lost every time they fought in the field, which made the Mongols unconsciously become much more relaxed when their morale was bursting. However, the Mongols were on the rise, and the discipline and morale of the army were still at a very high level. In just one day, countless cavalry spontaneously assembled, wanting to kill these bold golden men.

"Kill!" Wan Yankang roared, and with a sword, he slashed a Mongolian soldier off his horse, and blood splattered, making the blood stain on his body even heavier.

"Little Prince," Wanyan Chen Monk shouted: "You can't stay here for a long time, Little Prince, let's go, I'll wait for the break!" ”

"Hmph," Wan Yankang snorted coldly, "You want to trap us with such a few people?" It's so naïve! ”

He jumped up from his horse, and his body unleashed sword light in mid-air, and the infinite sword light transformed into a ball of light like a dragon ball, and then exploded suddenly. This trick is called:

"The dragon spits out the pearl and shines on the people!"

The sharp sword qi accompanied by the endless sword light shot out, slashing the Mongolian soldiers around them, and the path forward was instantly empty.

"Let's go!" , didn't have time to regain his breath, Wan Yankang shouted, and rushed out as soon as he pulled the horse's head.

In the smoke and dust, a tall horse slowly walked out, and the red armor loomed. Guo Jing looked at the figure of Yan Kang going away thoughtfully. The sword technique just now, when it is swayed, it can attract the vitality of heaven and earth, and can release the user's own power by ten times the increase, which is already beyond the scope of the Quanzhen Sect's swordsmanship, which is close to the Tao.

"Perhaps, I really found a great opponent for myself." Guo Jing said, "It's okay, otherwise, wouldn't it be too boring." ”

"Carving insect skills," in the smoke and dust, the figure of Tuo Lei riding a war horse appeared next to Guo Jing, and he said with a smile: "Martial arts are just a trail." It's just that I didn't expect that there were so many warriors in the Jin country, and they would dare to fight back when the army was defeated. Answer, that person is the prince of Zhao Wang you said? ”

"Exactly."

"Sure enough, it's a hero. If we catch him, let's make him king in Liaodong. ”

"It's okay," Guo Jing said, "That way, so that my uncle's family won't lose the incense." ”

Wan Yankang attacked with an army of 6,000 and only half of them returned, but this time they burned the grain and grass of a Mongol military camp and rescued thousands of people. Although the losses were heavy, they boosted the morale of the army. Wanyan Honglie asked the sergeant to expel for miles and welcomed them back all the way.

These soldiers after the great war were covered in blood and murderous spirit, and they went straight to the barracks amid the cheers of the crowd, which boosted the morale of the long-withered soldiers. Wan Yan Kang entered the big tent of the Chinese army before he could disarm, and bowed to Wan Yan Honglie: "Father, my son is fortunate not to be dishonored!" ”

"Good, you're doing a great job!" Wanyan Honglie's pale face showed a hint of redness, and he laughed and said, "My son is really a thousand-mile horse of my Wanyan family." ”

Wan Yankang took the opportunity to say: "Father, the soldiers of my Dajin Kingdom are also capable of fighting, it is better to go out of the pass ten miles and go down to the village, so that they can become a corner with the Yehuling side." ”

"No, we'd better guard the barriers." Wanyan Honglie said: "If you go out of the village, it is inevitable to fight with the Mongols, which is to attack the strength of the other, not the wise man." ”

Is this how such a thing as a war is counted? The essence of war is to achieve victory, whether it is the consumption of soldiers or the consumption of money and food, as long as the final victory can be achieved, it is worth it. Therefore, it cannot be said that Yan Honglie's choice is wrong.

It's just that.................

After receiving the news that the Jin army had scattered more than 400,000 troops on the entire Yehuling defense line, Temujin couldn't help laughing out loud, "The people of the Jin country are really frightened, and they dare to retreat in the hills and mountains with an army of 400,000. Enemies like this, let's defeat them in one fell swoop! ”

As a result, the Mongols left only a small number of troops to pin down the enemy forces on the left and right. The rest of the troops dismounted and fought on foot, swarming in with heavy armor and spears. Although the mountainous terrain can strengthen the army's defense capability, it is also a dispersion of its own forces, the speed of the general's command and transmission, and the speed of the army's mutual rescue are greatly reduced.

At this time, Wanyan Honglie had already lost most of his military command ability, and most of the army was scattered in various mountain passes in Yehuling, and there was no time to contact the transfer, let alone support.

Guo Jing took tens of thousands of people, shielded his head and face with the shield and arm armor in his hand, and rushed directly against the continuous rain of arrows on the opposite side. From time to time, soldiers were shot with heavy crossbows and fell to the ground, but this only provoked the bravery and brutality of the others. With his arms raised, he threw the spear in his hand. With a whistling sound, the spear strung the golden soldiers behind the horse into a gourd like a meteor.

A shield slapped against the wall of the camp, and the wall of the wooden and stone structure collapsed with a bang. Guo Jing took the lead, he pulled out the long knife at his waist and cut down the Jin soldiers who rushed up densely to the ground. There was no magic trick, just picked up the long knife and slashed it flat, and chopped the weapons and armor of the golden soldiers on the opposite side into pieces. The soldiers behind him shouted slogans, rushed in, spears stabbed indiscriminately, and the golden soldiers were constantly oppressed back.

"Buzz!" In the sound of the bowstring vibrating, a sharp arrow passed through the noisy battlefield and pointed directly at Guo Jing, who was killing and killing. He tilted his head slightly, letting the arrow pass in front of him by a fraction of a second.

Looking along the path of the arrow, a pair of sharp eyes opened and stared at this side. The person who shot the arrow was the prince of Zhao Wang, Wan Yankang, whom he had only met not long ago. Wan Yankang changed into a pure white brocade robe today, with a sword hanging from his waist, and his shoulder-length hair tied behind him with a blue ribbon, and the whole person looked heroic.

"Wan Yankang," Guo Jing whispered the name, "since you have stepped into the battlefield, you should have the consciousness of dying on the battlefield." Then, my sworn brother, do not disappoint me! ”

He pointed the long knife in his hand at the other party, and the sharp murderous aura stirred, as if there was an invisible wall separating the crowd. Dropping the shield full of arrows, the crimson figure flashed across the chaotic battlefield and appeared in front of a thousand-strong team of golden soldiers. With the force under his feet, the ground exploded at the same time, and the crimson figure jumped up, jumped into the air, and threw the arrow behind him.

The shadow flickered on the ground, and Guo Jing, who was wearing a red heavy armor, had already come to the top of Wan Yankang's head. A cold killing intent permeated his eyes, locking on Wan Yankang, who quickly discarded the bow and arrow in his hand and pulled out the sword.

With a loud sound of "dang", Guo Jing, who fell from the sky, slashed the long knife in his hand on the sword that was lifted from below. The huge force shook Wan Yankang off the horse's back, and at the same time, the overflowing energy threw dozens of people around him into the air.

Wan Yankang got up from the ground in embarrassment, just in time to see Guo Jing jump out of the smashed dirt pit. The two of them looked at each other, and the murderous aura was entwined with each other, making the air seem to become hot.

"Long time no see, my .......... Friend! ”

"Friends?" Wan Yankang laughed and sneered, "Kill him!" ”

Thousands of people used bows and arrows, spears, steel knives, and all other means to kill Guo Jing in the enemy's formation. These people were the elite who followed Wan Yankang out of the encirclement of the Mongols, and these warriors who crawled out of the pile of dead people were all gearing up to cut this famous guy in both camps into meat sauce.

How arrogant it is to dare to break into battle alone! Even if you really have the courage of a ghost, you will be killed on the spot!