Chapter Seventy-Two: White-hot

For Zhao Shuo, it was only the people and the king who suffered in that situation.

After all, corrupt officials fill their own pockets, and the common people suffer blood.

The emperor sat in the palace, and his infamy came from the sky, and he also properly carried the black cauldron.

However, it was the people who rebelled.

If the elite class in the court unites to rebel.

Then it's not as simple as a civil uprising.

Whether he, the emperor, can keep a whole corpse has also become a question worth considering!

At this time, the catapults of the Jin people and the stone carts of the Song army were still bombarding each other in the left and rear stages.

In fact, at this point in time, the siege equipment prepared by both sides was almost exhausted.

Until the last dozen catapults used by the Song army for this battle were completely destroyed by the three-bow bed crossbow.

Zhang Qianzhi, the commander of Bianliang City, suddenly felt the pressure.

The stone hanging over my heart was also a little looser.

Now the Song army can focus their main attention on the city tower.

Because many gold people have climbed the city wall before.

Therefore, in the overall soldier offensive, the Jin people have the advantage.

If a Jin man climbed the city wall through a ladder, it would be a great victory for the commander of the Jin army.

"Attack! Give me a hard attack! ”

"Those who climb Bianliang City will be rewarded with ten thousand households."

Sticky Han clenched his fists and roared.

Jin Wushu, who led the army, was expressionless, but his face was bulging, and he seemed to be holding his breath.

The Jin generals held their breath and focused their attention on the Jin soldier who had entered the Bianliang city wall.

As long as the soldier can hold on for twenty seconds.

A dozen soldiers on that ladder would be able to sneak in.

As long as the golden people on that route can attract the attention of the city wall, then several golden soldiers on the surrounding cloud ladders can take advantage of the situation to climb the city.

That's right!

Siege warfare is like that!

Break through a small opening, and the enemy will come up like a tidal wave.

Accumulate and eventually break the morale of the defending side.

But both Sticky Han and Golden Vulture are a little overthinking.

Because the soldier on whom they had high hopes had just ascended the city walls.

was stabbed in the shoulder by Song Jun's iron spear.

The Song army wanted to knock him off the city wall.

However, Jin Bing is not a vegetarian.

He clutched his spear tightly and raised his saber to slash at the head of the Song army defending the city.

Click!

Song Jun was cut off by a knife and let out a heart-rending scream.

The next second, he poked the spear forward.

The spear stabbed into the golden soldier's body again.

Jin Bing roared in pain, and slashed at Song Jun's shoulder again.

"Die!"

The enraged Song Dynasty defenders, after shouting, jumped off the six-zhang high city wall with this golden soldier rushing up.

Syllable!

The two landed one after another.

It's all a broken ending.

Seeing this scene, Jin Wushu couldn't help but be a little angry.

There are also some unbelievables.

He boasted that the soldiers under his command were already a model of a strong man who was not afraid of sacrifice.

Unexpectedly, an ordinary soldier above Bianliang City in the Song Dynasty could also treat death as home.

Jin Wushu turned around and signaled to the commanders beside him, and continued to beat the drum and cheer.

With the rumbling drums came out.

The soldiers of the Jin Army, who were taking a crucial step on the ladder, let out one shout after another.

"Kill! Killed the dog emperor of the Song Dynasty and killed the people in the city. ”

"Whoever stands in the way of my golden man's iron hooves, we will kill him."

The Song defenders on the city walls were also in a state of hysterical madness.

While attacking, everyone scolded and cursed at Jin Jun.

It seems that they want to overwhelm each other in sound and momentum.

Therefore, the national quintessence of the Great Song Dynasty almost encompasses the entire battlefield.

This is the real battlefield, the real cold weapon war without the slightest moisture!

The Song army stubbornly defended.

The Jin army recklessly attacked.

The fighting spirit and iron will of each other shocked the commanders of both sides.

At this time, the line that Zhang Qianzhi was responsible for defending was just a microcosm of Bianliang City.

The other three fronts defended by Zhang Shuye, Li Gang and the generals of the military department were also facing an urgent situation.

The Jin army they faced started with 40,000 men.

The dense attack on the Kuroshio made most of the defenders jealous.

However, Zhang Shuye and Li Gang are both generals of a hundred battles.

Their on-the-spot command and ability to perceive military aircraft are much stronger than those of young generals.

Under their leadership, those two lines are almost as solid as a rock.

As time went on, the fighting intensified.

Casualties on both sides are actively increasing.

At this time, on the land below Bianliang City, the bones of the Song army and the Jin army were like hills.

The wounded scattered everywhere are even more difficult to identify.

Those soldiers with serious wounds, both sides simply did not have time to help them.

Most of them were declared dead under the attack of bows and arrows and gravel.

Can't you attack it?

It's been two hours!

It was four hours, from morning to noon, and the sun was three poles at this time, but Bianliang City was like an iron wall.

No matter how hard the Jin people tried, they couldn't really break through the defense.

Outside the city gate, the golden vulture of the United Front pro-army obviously couldn't look directly at the shock in his heart.

His mood also hit rock bottom.

"Report! Noah Thousand Households and the people of the headquarters have not survived! ”

A soldier ran to the Golden Vulture to relay the situation.

After hearing this, Jin Wushu's heart was shocked!

The thousand households of the Jurchens of the Jin Kingdom are stronger than the thousand households of the Song Dynasty in terms of specifications.

Because of the thousands of households of the Song Dynasty Wude Division, there were ten hundred households under his command.

It is more than 1,000 people.

But the Jurchens are completely different,

The Jurchen thousand households, the soldiers under their command are 3,000 sharp soldiers.

Thus, a force of 3,000 men was wiped out.

This news made Jin Wushu sound very uncomfortable.

He had already imagined the intensity of the battle.

"Report ......"

The soldiers on the front line kept reporting the casualties of the army to the Golden Vultures.

None of the military information that Jin Wushu heard made him happy.

Because either the army was crippled, or it could not be attacked for a long time, and there was a rout.

In fact, the Golden Vulture had been observing this war from a distance.

Obviously, there were many opportunities, and the Jin army had already climbed the city wall to meet the Song army.

But those Song soldiers were like crazy, and they jumped the city gate together with the Jin army who went up.

Such a means cannot be prevented at all.

You can't dare to fight and kill!

Because the other party obviously came to participate in this battle of defending the city with the attitude of ending up together.

In the eyes of Jin Wushu, Bianliang City seems to have become a fortress defense line for Gongfa to overcome, which made the Jin army desperate and boosted the morale of the Song army defending the city!

The walls changed hands several times in two hours.

Every time the Golden Vulture felt that the great achievement was about to be completed, the advantages gained by the Jin people would be beaten back by the Song army in waves.

Jin Wushu rubbed his temples, even if he was a genius who galloped through the snow country, he couldn't help but feel helpless about such a situation.