Han Tuozhou completely turned against him.
Forcedly implement laws and grant Yue Fei the title of King of E.
All the officials who asked the emperor to flee south were stuffed into Dali Temple.
The Qian family is just observing and preparing to settle accounts after the autumn.
But Han Tuozhou started directly.
Wu Song never showed mercy when he started. Han Tuozhou, you dare to arrest him. At this time, Wu Song even dared to lock you up. What's the matter? We are brave enough.
Wang Lin is in prison.
Wang Lin was not on Han Tuozhou's list, but Wu Song was going to arrest him.
Wu Song looked down on this soft boy.
By the way, Han Tuozhou was preparing to consider whether to give Yu Duanli a briefing, while Lintao Army was preparing to consider whether to give Yu Duanli a secret.
The Battle of Wonju has begun.
When one hundred catapults were thrown into Yuanzhou City, a hundred 100,000 troops began to advance eastward.
The manifesto was released.
There are eleven words in total.
Expel the Tartars and recover the mountains and rivers, Xin Qiji.
A vigorous siege battle.
Xin Qiji was wearing bright light armor in front of the formation, and the handsome flag was pressing into the front of the city five hundred steps.
This is an attitude.
Fight to the death.
Xin Qiji wanted to use the strongest momentum to conquer the city of Yuanzhou, in order to shock the people of Xixia so that he could feel at ease and attack Jingzhao.
Wancheng.
Zhao Fang found Cai Jiao: "General Cai, fighting the battle of Xijing is not because we don't trust the general, but there is a place that is more suitable for the general. The general once brought troops in Bianliang. In order to prevent the defenders of Bianliang City from coming to rescue, we need you to guard an important place and guard the important roads. We must not let the Jin soldiers of Bianliang come over."
"How long does it take?"
"Three months, or after we pacify Jingzhao, there will be troops in Xijing to support you. Can you?"
Cai Jiao clasped his fists: "Mr. Zhao is worthy of it. My brothers from Jin will definitely not let Zhao down and Wancheng."
Zhao Fang replied: "Thank you for your hard work, and you may encounter a fierce battle. If you lose, please ask for help in time."
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, I will do my best. I just have a small request. If I make a mistake, please don't blame me."
"Say any request."
Cai Jiao said: "When I surrendered to the Wancheng Army, I am about to attack Xijing now. This must be the battle of the rise of the Wancheng Army. I dare to ask, who is the commander of the Wancheng Army? If I have made contributions in this battle, can I be qualified to meet the commander?"
After hearing this, Zhao Fang thought about it and replied: "The Wancheng Army has no great commander."
"No?" Cai Jiao looked surprised.
Zhao Fang said: "Wancheng Army and Lintao Army are originally one. The Wancheng Army is known as the Eight Great Powers Alliance, but you have also seen it. Obviously not. They killed three people in battle and seriously injured two people. The rest of the military ranks are not as high as the general. Now this is not a secret. The Lord is attacking Jin Zhongdu. This is a fierce battle that must be won. Prime Minister, the Jin Kingdom already knows who the Lord is, and soon the Song Dynasty will also know."
Cai Jiao admired him. The courage to attack Jin Zhongdu means that he has enough power.
Zhao Fang continued: "You have seen that the Lord of Heaven returned to Wancheng from Luoyang. The one who passed by was your defense zone and talked to you. He suggested that you win over old friends from the Jin Dynasty Han army."
"He, he, he..." Cai Jiao couldn't believe it because Han Jiang was too young.
"That's right, Jiang Ge'er is nineteen this year. His adoptive father Han Jiefu is currently the deputy envoy of the Privy Council of the Song Dynasty and his title is Prince Pingyuan. He has already made a bloody oath in the Han Family Ancestral Hall and dare not peek at the Dabao in this life."
After saying this, Zhao Fang said a few more words: "Brother Jiang is very good to the restored people. The Huainan East Route Army is willing to fight for the lives of the entire army. This is the exchange for the hearts of the people. Keeping the defense line is not for him, but for yourself. Wancheng has your fields, your houses, your families, and you are the children of Wancheng."
Cai Jiao said nothing, just nodded silently.
At this time, Han Jiang.
Attacking Jin Zhongdu is a fierce battle for anyone.
For Han Jiang, it is the same.
The capital of a country, the capital that has been managed for many years.
There are countless fortresses outside the city alone, and the walls of Jinzhongdu are also high and thick enough.
Han Jiang firmly believes in the truth, and he is also following his own truth.
"Fire Imperial Army, let go!" Han Jiang waved the flag with all his strength.
Five hundred four-inch caliber cannons fired together.
No matter what you are, no matter what you are, you must kneel in front of the truth.
Han Jiang turned over to the high platform, and raised the flag in his hand again: "Raise the muzzle by an inch, fire imperial army, release it!"
Looking at the sea of ​​corpses in front of him, Han Jiang gritted his teeth tightly: "The Fire Imperial Army, advance 200 steps, prepare."
Two hundred steps.
It is not possible to advance by pushing people. Han Jiang's three powerful generals are from the Mo Dao Yang who is mixed with the Li tribe and the Han people, the double sword Feng who is from the children, and the axe soldiers who are the former Zaoyang Army.
The three of them took their troops like iron-blooded machines to open the way for the Fire Imperial Army.
After two consecutive shots of 500 artillery guns, more than a thousand shells had already exploded, and their blood was flowing into a river.
In a tough battle against the broken Knights, Han Jiang's three heavy infantry legions entered a state of harvest. Their mission was to open the way for the Fire Imperial Army and escort the Fire Imperial Army to the range of the city wall.
Wanyan Xiang on the city wall was covered in white hair, and his palms were bleeding, which was hurt by his clenched fists.
He has experienced countless fierce battles.
Today, the Knight of the Fork did not even hold down a single face, and his heart was bleeding.
This is the strongest legion of the Dajin Dynasty, with a total of 3,000 people, one of which died in front of him.
The Dajin still had 400,000 real elites, but only 130,000 were in Zhongdu, 200,000 were in the north, 200,000 were in Shangjing, 80,000 were in Zhongjing, and 50,000 were in defense of the Mongolian tribes.
The rest of the people were scattered in Tokyo, Henan Prefecture (Xijing), Bianliang, and Jingzhao.
In just one hour, three thousand singers, eight thousand cavalrymen, and twenty thousand elite soldiers were lost.
How to fight this battle?
Defend the city?
There is no chance of winning in a pure battle to defend the city. If there is no foreign aid, how long can they stay?
While Wanyan Xiang was thinking, a personal soldier threw him to the ground, but saw the city wall on the east side of the Jin Kingdom covered the sky, and the city wall was broken and blown down by two feet, and the defenders on the city wall fell one by one.
Finally, Wanyan Xiang knew what Han Jiang’s weapon was.
A four-inch diameter pig iron ball.
This thing flew over faster than an arrow and hit the soldiers. There were dense soldiers on the city walls. Whether you had a shield or no shield, armor or no armor, an iron ball could make at least eight people lose their lives and dozens of people injured.
Such an iron ball hit the city wall, and large pieces of wall tiles fell.
The Jin army defended the enemy.
They knew that if the city was broken, they would all die.
Think about what happened to them once captured Bianliang City, and they will not forget it.
Han Jiang's eyes were red.
Chapter completed!