The battle has lasted for three hours. Although the enemy has not been able to cross the thunder pool, the situation of the defenders in the city is not optimistic.
The Tiger Wing Army and the Dare Warriors had just taken over the capital, and their foothold was not yet stable. Even though they had taken over the affairs of the city militarily, the city's armaments were extremely lacking.
In addition, the victorious army arrived so quickly that Yue Fei was not given any time to prepare.
It was more of an encounter than a city defense battle. The only thing Yue Fei could rely on was the city wall.
"Even if you risk your life, you must defend the city. This is the foundation for the prince to settle down and make a living, and it is also the place where the fate of the Song Dynasty changed."
"Even if we spill blood on the battlefield and wrap our bodies in horse leather, we will never let down the high hopes placed on you by the prince."
"Is there anyone who is timid?"
Facing Yue Fei's questioning like a roaring tiger, the city walls echoed with the shouts of the soldiers like a landslide and a tsunami.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
"In order to establish the king, kill the invading enemies!"
Hearing the impassioned response from the soldiers, Yue Fei was very satisfied. With such a tiger and wolf army, no matter how scarce the supplies were, he would still be able to fight against the most powerful enemy, not to mention the mere rebels of the victorious army?
Yue Fei carried a bow and arrows on his back and a rifle in his hand, and ran back and forth on the city wall, not only to check for deficiencies but also to boost morale.
At the same time, Wang Ben led the brave warriors to guard the most important gate of the capital.
Wang Ben, who was wearing heavy armor and ready for close combat with the enemy at any time, kept tapping the shoulders of the soldiers beside him and shouted loudly: "Listen to me!"
"The invading enemies are the rebels from the Victory Army led by Gao Tuoshan, not the Jin people."
"If we can't even deal with the rebels, what dignity do we have to charge into the battle on behalf of the prince to resist the Jin invaders?"
"Cheer up and hold on to the city gate."
There are hundreds of heavily armored warriors beside them, without any prior preparation. They only need to crowd against the city gate, and then the weight of the city gate will be firmly fixed.
No matter how the enemies outside hit, unless the city gate is directly smashed, it will not be able to shake it at all.
Zhao Kun was not idle either. He led a team of men and horses back and forth in the city, coordinating logistics supplies and mobilizing the city's strong labor force.
Although the Tiger Wing Army has many servants, most of them are combat units, and the proportion of real logistics coolies is actually not high.
At this time, Zhao Kun did not have time to persuade the strong men in the city.
Whenever a strong person is found, he will be driven to the front line to carry the defense equipment, and it will be too late to explain the reason to the people in the city later.
Zhao Kun sat on a tall horse, watching the groups of strong men rushing to the front line, constantly promoting the prestige of King Ding.
"We came to Yizhou on the order of King Ding to fight to the death with the Jin invaders, restore the glory of our Song Dynasty, and make the people live and work in peace and contentment."
"Today the rebels of the Ever-Victorious Army came to attack the city, which is tantamount to destroying our foundation and disrupting our country. In order to implement King Ding's order to the end, we will never take a step back. If people are in the city, they will die and the city will die!
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"When King Tingding arrives in Yizhou, the people of Yizhou will usher in a prosperous age!"
A strong man squeezed into the team was full of resentment. In his opinion, these bullshit imperial soldiers were no different from the previous Yizhou soldiers.
Listening to Zhao Kun's inspiring words, the young man secretly felt nauseated.
Anyway, he was going to die anyway, so he simply risked his life and shouted at Zhao Kun: "I have never heard of King Ding!"
"All I know is that the world is as dark as crows."
When the soldiers maintaining order at the scene heard this, their faces suddenly became fierce, and they picked up their swords and were about to go over and kill the guy.
Seeing this, Zhao Kun yanked the reins and stopped the angry soldiers first.
"Back off!"
After drinking the soldiers away, Zhao Kun looked down at the strong man who spoke freely. Instead of getting angry, he patiently explained.
"Prince Ding is the real savior of our Song Dynasty. He is definitely not the same kind as the crow you call him."
Seeing that the other party did not believe him, Zhao Kun simply told all Zhao Huan's great achievements in Bianjing.
"Old thief Gao Qiu, did you know that he has been thrown into the Yushitai by King Ding himself?"
"Old thief Tong Guan, did you know that he was directly pushed into the water by King Ding and drowned?"
"The new barracks of the Ever Victorious Army that were slaughtered outside the city were exactly what we did!"
"Now you believe that King Ding and that monster Xiao Xiao are definitely not the same species, right?"
These days, transportation is extremely inconvenient. For most people, just a few dozen miles is enough to stop them from seeing each other, not to mention the distance between Yizhou and Bianjing?
Coupled with the fact that the former governor of Yizhou was able to suppress and conceal things, the people of Yizhou naturally knew nothing about what happened in Bianjing.
When they learned that Gao Qiu and Tong Guan had both fallen into the hands of Zhao Huan, the team of strong men who were marching slowly stopped unexpectedly.
Countless pairs of eyes were directed at Zhao Kun, their eyes full of shock and doubt.
"What did you say?!"
"Gao Qiu was brought down? When did it happen?"
"Tong Guan is dead?! He is a powerful official in the border area. How could he die?"
"I have never heard that there is such a prominent figure as King Ding in Bianjing."
"Please tell me in detail, sir, what exactly is going on?"
Feeling the hot gazes from around him, Zhao Kun was very excited. He raised his head higher and higher, and his brows were full of pride.
"Ding Wang Zhao Huan is the eldest son of the current emperor. The reason why you have never heard of Ding Wang is because in the past ten years, Ding Wang has been hiding his power and biding his time."
"Now that the lives of our Song Dynasty are in ruins and in danger, King Ding cannot bear to stand by and watch, and has already taken action to protect our country and the people of the Song Dynasty."
"Now, King Ding has been entrusted with the title of knowing the affairs of Yizhou, and he has been granted the title of Military Envoy of the Tiger Wing Army. He is the undoubted master of Yizhou. You will be lucky to be under the rule of King Ding."
After hearing Zhao Kun's words, everyone looked at each other in shock.
This is completely beyond their knowledge.
After an unknown amount of time, the strong man who spoke freely came to his senses first and asked loudly: "When will King Ding come?"
Zhao Kun's eyes flashed with hope: "It will come, it will definitely come!"
"But now, King Ding is using his own power to resist all dangers from the imperial court. Only in this way can we let go of our hands and feet in Yizhou and fight bloody battles with the Jin soldiers."
"King Ding is our patron saint!"
"Believe me, you will definitely meet King Ding!"
The strong men who had been forcibly captured before were thinking nothing more than how to escape or how to be lazy and hide in order to return home alive.
But now, their mentality has changed slightly.
Although he had never heard of or seen King Ding, the image Zhao Kun painted for them seemed to be radiant and extremely great.