In the main tent of the Jin Bing coach, Wanyan Wulu was holding an urgent report and pacing back and forth in the room, looking very nervous.
How could Wanyan Wulu not be nervous? He had just received a military order from Pingliang Mansion. The fourth prince Wanyan Wushu ordered him to arrive at Xigu before the end of February. If he was one day late, his head would be chopped off.
Unexpectedly, the situation became so serious. Wanyan Wulu felt regretful in his heart. Han Chang was actually right. Once Monk Yuan was defeated, the Wolf Lord would definitely hold him accountable. I am afraid he would not be able to escape the blame, and the third prince might not be able to save himself.
Wanyan Wulu finally realized how childish and ridiculous his previous petty thoughts were in the face of the powerful royal power.
Now there were only three days left before the deadline, which made him feel upset.
At this time, Wan Yanhui, the commander of thousands of men under his command, advised: "No matter what, we must capture Jianxiao Pass in these two days. If we do this, our advance will be slow at most. It cannot be said that it is because we cannot capture even a small Jianxiao Pass."
Come down."
Wanyan Wulu nodded, that was all he could do. He could blame Han Chang for his slow advance on Han Chang's inability to attack the city, but if he couldn't even conquer Jianxiao Pass, how could he blame it?
Wanyan Wulu finally made up his mind. No matter what the price, he must win Jianjun Pass tomorrow.
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‘Dong—dong—’
Before daybreak, the earth-shattering sound of war drums could be heard outside the valley. The drums were dull and slow in rhythm.
Chen Qing walked out of the tent. The sound of the war drums was a bit unusual today, and the sound was particularly heavy.
Yang Yuanqing walked over quickly and said, "Commander, today may not be a fire attack!"
Chen Qing nodded, he also had this intuition.
There are currently more than 900 Song troops in Guancheng. If the Jin soldiers attack the city with all their strength again, how long can they hold on?
Chen Qing quickly climbed to the top of the city. At the gray entrance of the valley, he could faintly see a large number of troops marching toward the valley.
"Woo——"
The low sound of antlers kept blowing.
The enemy army is getting closer and closer. In front are the mighty Jurchen cavalry, one team after another, constantly making low shouts. Behind them are countless infantry, as dense as a swarm, and the cold spears are as if they are floating.
In the forest in the sky, there are also huge trucks, which are slowly moving in the procession like black monsters, and the boundless murderous aura fills the valley.
Half an hour later, 20,000 troops spread out in the wilderness north of Guancheng, like four huge maps, with 10,000 puppet troops and 10,000 Jurchen soldiers.
All the siege weapons of the Jin soldiers were on display, including one hundred and twenty siege ladders, ten chariots, twelve trebuchets and two battering rams. They stood quietly in the wilderness, but they had something different from the others.
A different kind of murderous aura.
At this moment, even the spring breeze in the valley became colder, and the entire valley seemed to have no life, leaving only the breath of death.
The three hundred soldiers on the top of the city gripped their spears tightly, their eyes full of tragedy. Three hundred soldiers stood under the corridors on both sides. They would only wait for the soldiers on the top of the city to die in battle before they could replace them.
Wanyan Wulu looked at the city coldly, waved his sword, "Archer on hand!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The war drums suddenly sounded, and two thousand puppet army crossbowmen rushed forward like a tide.
Chen Qing shouted sternly: "Prepare the city defense bow!"
The three hundred soldiers put down their spears, took out the city's defensive bow from their backs, drew out a long and thick arrow, stretched the bow and nocked the arrow, and lined up in two rows, with the arrow tip pointed at a 45-degree angle into the air.
"Shoot!" Chen Qing ordered.
The defensive bows on the city were the first to fire, and 300 arrows fell into the archers like raindrops. More than 100 soldiers screamed and fell down, but for the 3,000 archers, more than 100 people were killed without any concern.
They also prepared their bows and arrows and fired back at the top of the city. In fact, from their angle, they could not hit the soldiers on the top of the city at all. They either shot on the city wall, or shot over the top of the city and into the city.
However, the target of the archers was not the soldiers who fired arrows, but the Song soldiers who appeared at the battlements and shot down stones when the main force was attacking the city.
At this time, two thousand puppet soldiers came like a second wave, carrying thirty siege ladders, and were about to rush to the city. Chen Qing could see clearly that these thirty siege ladders were actually wooden rungs.
, instead of changing to iron rungs like in the second siege, what's going on? Is there a mistake in the connection of the golden soldiers?
Chen Qing was ecstatic and shouted: "Get ready with the axe, cover with the shield!"
They still had a dozen axemen, and they originally thought they had no use for them, but they didn't expect the enemy to make such a stupid mistake.
Indeed, replacing the iron rungs on the siege ladder was only Han Chang's personal idea, and it did not form a consensus among the Jin soldiers. How could the arrogant Jurchens adopt the Han people's ideas?
They will learn their lesson only after they themselves are beaten to death.
Two thousand enemy troops rushed to the city like a violent wind and put up siege ladders on top of the city. The first thing to appear on the top of the city were a dozen axemen. They were covered by shields on the left and right, and they raised their axes and struck down hard.
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The siege soldiers jumped up and began to climb up the city. On the top of the city, the Song soldiers stopped shooting and took up their spears again. Rolling logs and rocks rained down on them. Groups of puppet soldiers were smashed to pieces with broken bones and tendons.
Zhe, let out a desperate scream before death, and rolled down the city.
The arrows below the city were as dense as a rainstorm. Even though there were shields on top of the city, Song soldiers were still hit by arrows and fell over.
The embarrassing situation that occurred on the first day of the siege was once again staged. Despite the threat of rolling logs and rocks, the siege soldiers managed to climb to the top. They were still at least one person high from the top of the city, but the rungs of the stairs were blocked.
It was cut off, and it was impossible to climb up or down. The ladder below was full of unknowing puppet soldiers.
Either jump off the city by yourself, or be stabbed over the city by the Song army's spears. There is no third option.
There were thirty siege ladders, but the puppet soldiers on only three were fighting fiercely with the Song army on the top of the city. The other soldiers were unable to get up and down, and were constantly being thrown down the city by the Song army's rolling logs and rocks.
Wanyan Wulu also noticed this scene, his brows furrowed and he ordered: "Lou Che attacks!"
"Woo——"
The deep horn sounded on the battlefield, the drum beat rhythmically, and the Jin soldiers' most powerful chariot finally attacked.
Two thousand Jurchen soldiers followed five huge chariots, holding shields and short spears. This time it was the Jurchen soldiers who attacked the city, and Wanyan Ulu was bound to win.
Chen Qing looked at the approaching car with a stern expression. The car was well-made, made of thick materials, and covered with thick cowhide on all sides. Especially the front was made of logs spliced together. Even with a divine arm crossbow,
It cannot be shot through. Its weak point is the chassis, but the defenders on the top of the city cannot attack the chassis.
According to the previous discussion between Chen Qing and his generals, the only way to deal with the car was with fire. However, the car was filled with Jurchens holding shields, so it was not easy to attack with fire.
What about the bed crossbow? Can the bed crossbow show its power and destroy the enemy's carriage?
The more than a thousand puppet soldiers under the city retreated like a tide, and the archers followed suit. It seemed that there were only five monster-like carriages left between the sky and the earth, rumbling forward.
"Bed crossbow ready!" Chen Qing shouted.
A crib crossbow was also pushed up and aimed at the approaching truck.
"Bed crossbow fires arrows!"
Forty crossbows shot jackdaw arrows at the same time, hitting the carriage with great force.
"Puff puff!"
Five hundred iron arrows hit the cart with great force, and the iron arrows penetrated the wood, but they still failed to penetrate the log, and the arrow tails got stuck on the log.
A dozen jackdaw arrows hit the uppermost barrier bridge, but the bridge was covered with iron chains, and the iron arrows even shot out flames, but they still couldn't penetrate. Only a heavy trebuchet could be used to destroy them.
Chen Qing's heart suddenly sank. He couldn't even shoot the crossbow through the bed. Could he only use fire to attack?
He wasn't too sure about the fire attack, but Chen Qing had no choice at this time.
"Prepare fire attack!"
Bundles of wheat straw were brought up, with kerosene poured on them.
The first building car pushed against the city wall, and the overpass was erected. The plank suddenly fell down and hit the city head hard. The gravel flew everywhere and the air waves hit people. The soldiers around the Song Army were shocked and retreated. Inside, there were people wearing iron armor and their heads.
There were at least thirty Jurchen soldiers wearing iron helmets and holding short contradiction cards in their hands. They were all burly and ferocious in appearance, like a group of gathered wild wolves.
As soon as the sky bridge board fell, Yang Hua shouted, "Throw it in!"
The soldiers of the Song Army threw dozens of lit bundles of wheat straw into the carriage, along with seven or eight cans of fire oil. The flames spread quickly and burned fiercely.
More than a dozen Jurchen soldiers were splashed with fire oil and their whole bodies were on fire. They screamed and jumped down the city.
However, there were too many Jurchen soldiers, and most of them ignored the flames and continued to run and jump to the top of the city. They shouted wildly and killed the Song soldiers. The Song soldiers also roared and went up to fight. The two sides fought fiercely in an instant.
A steady stream of Jurchen soldiers came to kill them. They were all strong, with strong armor, and were not afraid of death. The Song army fell into a passive position. There were more and more Jurchen soldiers on the city, and they could not use their long spears or short spears.
, the two sides switched to using swords to fight, and the casualties on both sides became more and more heavy. They fell to the ground unable to stand up after being injured, and were eventually trampled to death.
Yang Hua was targeted by the Jurchens, and five Jurchen chiefs besieged him. He chopped off the heads of the two Jurchen chiefs with a knife, while another knife beside him silently pierced his lower abdomen...
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Three carriages had already boarded the city. The number of Jurchen soldiers who rushed to the city was close to 200. Chen Qing's injuries had recovered. He stabbed and picked with swords and spears, killing more than 20 people in a row, and his eyes were red from the killings.
What made Chen Qing anxious was that the fire attack failed to achieve its goal. Although several trucks caught fire as planned, they still lacked experience and thought of the problem too simply. The roots of these logs were thick and strong, and they could not think of them all in less than half a day.
Burned, even if they are engulfed in fire, it will not affect enemy soldiers' use of it.
If we cannot destroy these buildings and carriages, Guancheng will inevitably fall. What should we do?
"General Yang doesn't want it!"
A soldier yelled wildly. When Chen Qing turned around, he was shocked to death. He saw that Yang Hua was covered in blood, his right arm was gone, and his intestines were still hanging out. He was holding a barrel of match rope in one arm and it was almost burning.
Jin's powder keg rushed up to the carriage and jumped into the carriage.
"Boom!" The gunpowder barrel exploded violently, and the huge shock wave blew the building car into two pieces.
Chen Qing closed his eyes in pain. He suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Blow them up with a powder keg!"
He picked up a barrel of gunpowder, grabbed the torch and lit the fuse. When it was about to burn to ashes, Chen Qing ran a few steps and threw it with all his strength. The barrel of gunpowder was accurately thrown into the exit of a building cart three feet away.
Dozens of Jurchen soldiers inside the building truck screamed together, only to hear a loud "Boom!", black smoke filled the air, and half of the building truck was blown up.
The Song Army followed suit, and the third and fourth truck were also blown up...