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Volume 1: Yan Yun Chaos Chapter 112: Turning the Sky (10)

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    Chapter 112: Turning the Sky (10) In Tanzhou City, Dong Dalang had been sitting there in a daze. After retreating from the last charge, for a long time, he just commanded his men to advance and attack.  No more moving forward.  He himself knows his own affairs. Until this time of the war, although the situation of the war has been changing.  However, he had indeed exhausted his last bit of strength and was severely injured. When he fell heavily into the ditch, the sharp stakes in the ditch, with the momentum of his fall, actually pierced the connection between the two front and rear leg armors.  A bloody hole opened in my thigh!  He relied on his last strength to seize the horse and kill people, rushed into the city, started a chaotic battle, and rushed to kill again. He was completely overdrawn. After retreating, his eyes were already turning black, and he could no longer use any strength.  .  It seems like you can faint at any time and anywhere.  He didn¡¯t know how many times he bit the tip of his tongue to prevent himself from passing out immediately.  His mouth was already filled with the salty taste of blood.  But he couldn't faint. Although he couldn't rush forward to kill, sitting here, he could still use his violent jumps and shouts to mobilize these troops and pounce on the Song army again and again, entangling them and weakening them.  Once he falls, maybe the Song people will be able to destroy the garrison without a backbone and occupy the entire city of Tanzhou!  The last bit of my possessions will disappear, and I don¡¯t know if I can escape!  As long as you persist until the Jurchen arrives!  They were following behind, not far away from me!  But the wait was too long and miserable. More than once, Dong Dalang thought he couldn't wait any longer.  It wasn't until he heard the sound of the Jurchens' marching horns that he stood up from where he was sitting.  The soldiers surrounding Dong Dalang were also listening in stunned silence.  At this time, everyone seemed to have lost the ability to think.  A low sound came from the city, first small, then louder, and finally turned into waves.  "Jurchen, it's Jurchen, the Jurchen is here!" "Oh my God, the Jurchen is here!" "The fight is over, the fight is finally over!" Dong Dalang asked blankly, these people who had suffered a lot with him in a short period of time  Men: "What? The Jurchens are here?" These men didn't answer, and they didn't know what to say at this time.  They also couldn't believe it was true.  The few people looked at each other for a long time without saying anything, until the shouts of the Song Army suddenly broke out on the city.  "Fight to the death!" Only then did Dong Dalang and his men wake up, and then there was the sound of horses cutting down the iron gate. The Song army picked up their weapons again, formed a formation and pushed outwards. The final sound of fighting came one after another. In their eyes  , and saw the Song Army flag, finally raised, hunting and dancing.  Dong Dalang dared to believe that he had finally waited, the Jurchens were here!  Suddenly, Dong Dalang jumped up with his fists clenched, his eyes were blood red, and he shouted hoarsely: "It's better not to retreat, kill all these southerners! The land of Youyan is our territory, even if it is burned down, there will be no trace left."  Give it to the Southerners! Kill them all! Turn everything in Yan into a white land!" The sounds of fighting that had just fallen silent became louder inside and outside the city gates, both above and below the city walls.  At this moment, the cries in the city seemed to be feeling the end of Tanzhou, and they started to grow louder.  Among all these noises, only the unyielding roars of the last remaining soldiers of the Song Army pierced through the sounds of fighting and crying, and went straight into the clouds of Yandi!  The Jurchen cavalry rumbled across the Qidu River and approached Tanzhou City Pass.  They first approached the city gate along the suspension bridge filled with corpses of the two armies. In an instant, the city gate had been closed. The Song troops on the city were advancing on one side and two sides of the Tanzhou defenders. While fighting, they continued to attack.  They shot arrows and threw stones at the city walls, and threw down the gray bottles of gold juice prepared at the top of the city.  The Jurchen cavalry circled under the city, and there were scattered cavalry troops under Dong Dalang's command outside the city. They were monitoring the Song troops from a distance outside the city and were not allowed to break through from this gate.  By the way, there is also the task of responding to the Jurchen troops coming from the south.  Their little strength actually cannot stop the Song army from breaking through.  Unexpectedly, Song Jun fell down the iron gate himself, blocking the way to retreat!  Under their guidance, the Jurchen cavalry immediately withdrew from the city gate, split into two groups, and whizzed around to other gates.  There were still some desperate rebels at other city gates who continued to plunder the fleeing people in the city. Once the Jurchen cavalry arrived, they would trample anyone who blocked the way, regardless of who they were.  Several Jurchen knights also noticed the piles of jewelry and women left at the city gate, and told the new auxiliary soldiers who were following them: "Look at these, wait until we finish killing the southerners, and come back to get them!  "The newly attached troops hurriedly agreed, immediately dismounted and watched this place closely, and continued to plunder the civilians and refugees in the city who fled through here.  The Jurchen cavalry finally called outStepping into Tanzhou City at once, under the leadership of Dong Dalang's troops, they galloped straight along the street access to the northern city gate where Ma Kuo and the others were fighting the final bloody battle.  The roads in the city were full of rebel soldiers and refugees running around. Corpses were also all over the roads. The Jurchen cavalry passing by added more killings!  These Jurchen cavalry passed by with a wild laugh. Most of their hands were full-grown weapons and they were skilled in equestrian skills. They used their horse power to drag the soldiers and civilians all over the street, causing their skin to be torn and their muscles to be broken.  The tall horses under their crotches trampled over countless human bodies. So many people died that when the war horses galloped by, the horses' hooves turned bright red!  Amidst the roaring sound, the destruction and killing along the way soon arrived near the city gate in the north. Dong Dalang had been waiting here for a long time. He stood on the side of the road, respectfully waiting for the three leading soldiers.  gram.  Seeing the arrival of Zongshe, Ao Duo and Lahema, they bowed deeply and said: "Da Lang is incompetent. He actually bothered three noble people to deal with the situation. He cannot dedicate a complete Tanzhou to three noble people. Dong Dalang is so incompetent."  How can we talk about this crime? "Zong She and several others immediately stood in front of Dong Dalang. After a quick glance, they were surprised to see that the several groups of Song troops on the city wall had actually exploded with such great force to sweep and fight on both sides.  !  No one knows how they still have such energy. The Tanzhou garrison and Dong Dalang's troops, who were already in great spirits, were actually killed by them and retreated steadily. People kept falling down from the narrow city wall!  The forward Song troops were desperately pushing towards both sides of the city wall. The Song troops behind them had already turned rows of crossbows from the defenders' hands and fired them at the bottom of the city.  A group of Song troops under the city, supported by crossbows on the city, had already killed Dong Dalang and the others a hundred steps back, leaving only the corpses of men and horses on the battlefield in the middle.  These Song troops piled up the corpses of these men and horses, plus rubble and rubble, and everything else they found, as obstacles to resist the horses. The Song troops stood behind these resisting horses and looked coldly at the Jurchen cavalry who came in!  Not to mention, on top of the archery tower, the flags of the Song Army are still waving, as if they are demonstrating unyieldingly to them who have already occupied an absolute advantage!  Ao Duo sneered: "These southerners are quite capable!" He originally wanted to laugh at Dong Dalang, but thinking about how hard this kid had fought his way into Tanzhou City and saved them a big deal, he couldn't bear it.  Shut up.  Immediately he jumped off the horse and said: "Zong She, give me one side. I will lead my son and go up and drive all the Song people down!" Lahe Ma was also eager to try: "Oduo is on the left hand, and I am on the right hand! Let's see who goes first.  Fight to the arrow tower and pull down the flag of the Song army! The southerners drive down the city wall. Zong She, you charge with your horse and turn them into meat in the city gate!" Zong She nodded, there is no need to arrange the troops and horses now!  , one left and one right, just fight. Although these southerners are brave, but in front of the Jurchen athletes, let's see how long they can resist!  He nodded, and both Oduo and Lahema dismounted. The Jurchen cavalry behind them, who were trying to defeat each other, also dismounted, handed over their horses, and roared up the city wall with all kinds of weapons.  Zongshe did not look at the movements on both sides, but dismounted and supported Dong Dalang, who was still saluting freely: "Da Lang, thank you for your ability! This fortified city requires a lot of effort for us Jurchen athletes to chew on, thank you for your hard work  , let us go up and fight! Find a place to wrap up your wounds and eat some good food. You can choose the money of the children in this city first, and we will take over this Tanzhou for you!  , I will take it down for you, the southern general. You decide how to deal with it yourself!" Dong Dalang smiled bitterly and glanced around him. There were at most fifty or sixty of his trusted soldiers left intact in the city.  Needless to say, the damage was serious.  But deep down in his heart, he didn't feel too much heartache.  No matter how close your direct relatives are, they will be used to fight and be destroyed, as long as Dong Dalang is safe!  These Jurchens have also seen Dong Dalang's ability. As long as they want this land of Youyan, they must give Dong Dalang their full support.  The land of Yan is so big and there are so many powerful people on the wall. As long as they have the reputation of taking down Tanzhou and bloodbathing it, are they afraid that they won't be able to gather the troops?  When the time comes to recruit several daughters of the owners of the dock, they will form a clan. The day when Dong Dalang will rise again is just around the corner!  These female True Mouke wanted to take over the fight and eat the whole Tanzhou, so they would go.  In his eyes, Dong Dalang sees more than just Tanzhou!  At this time, Dong Dalang should have comforted these close men who have been guarding him and fought loyally until now. Even if it didn't work, he would have to take them all down.  Go and rest in the back.  But maybe he was too tired and fought too hard, so he just turned around and said: "Follow a few Jurchen nobles, and use more strength to wipe out the southerners and capture Tanzhou! When the time comes, you will be indispensable.  The benefits!¡±After listening to Dong Dalang's words, the subordinates saw him staggering back with the support of two people.  Everyone's expression changed and they looked at each other.  Dong Dalang left without hesitation, and Zong She didn't even look at them. He just looked left and right, seeing that Oduo and Lahema had rolled up, pushed away the men and horses in front of them, and charged straight towards the soldiers of the Song army who were still resisting.  In the past, some people who retreated too slowly were pushed down from the city wall, and they even yelled a few rude words.  Several old soldiers of Dong Dalang did not fall to the weapons of the Song army in the bloody battle on the city wall, but they were thrown down the city by the Jurchens and fell into the dust. They did not know whether they were alive or dead!  Zong She didn¡¯t notice the change in expressions on the faces of Dong Dalang¡¯s old soldiers. He was just concentrating on the battle and muttering in his mouth, not knowing what he was talking about.  Turning around again, he noticed the obstacles stacked up by the Song army near the city gate to resist horses. He immediately lowered his head and shouted to the old soldiers under Dong Dalang's command: "You guys, when the southerners are driven out of the city, you  Go forward and clean up all these things for me! If you can't retreat, you will have to die with these southerners!" These old soldiers of Dong Dalang looked at each other again, only  He bowed his head deeply.  We are fighting so hard, what are we doing for?  On the city wall, the war has reached its most brutal moment.  The Jurchen cavalry joined the war, although they were extremely arrogant.  But these knights wearing double layers of heavy armor stepped forward to attack, like moving steel fortresses.  Wearing double layers of iron armor, they could still move freely. Someone in front held a large shield to protect them, and the soldiers behind them charged forward with various heavy long weapons.  The Song army's spears and horses were like a forest of thorns. These Jurchen warriors who were charging at the front with their iron shields just moved forward firmly with their shields on their backs, pushing away rows of spears.  Once there was a slight gap in the Song army's formation, more and more Jurchen warriors came out from behind. Most of these Jurchen warriors who rushed forward to fight melee used heavy short weapons to attack forward. The Song swords fell on them,  As long as the injury was not to a vital point, each Jurchen warrior would still roar and swing his weapon, hitting the iron helmet of the Song Army warrior. Every hit on the chest of the armor would break the muscles and bones!  The Song army had been fighting for too long and was too exhausted from the fighting. Although they mustered up the last bit of blood in their chests, they were still forced to retreat step by step.  People kept falling from the city wall.  Those who could still move after falling on the city wall held the legs and feet of these Jurchen warriors and tried their best to pull them to the ground.  Once they fell to the ground, these Song soldiers and Jurchen soldiers struggled with each other in the crowd, rolling and rolling until they fell off the city wall together!  The soldiers of the Song Dynasty were killed one after another, their guns were broken, their swords were broken, and their bodies were covered with scars. They kept shouting to the back: "Fire the arrows! Fire the arrows! Throw the gray bottles of gold juice at us! Even if the master is dead,  , we also need to bring two backers!" Ma Kuo kept fighting at the front of the resistance team.  He no longer knows how many weapons he has changed, and how many heavy blows he has received on his body.  Anyway, every movement made him vomit blood.  But he still stood at the front, desperately thrusting any weapons he could find into the gaps exposed by these Jurchen heavy armor men.  A Jurchen warrior roared and hit him with a hammer. Ma Kuo was unable to dodge. A Song sergeant squeezed in desperately, dragging his disabled body to catch the blow for Ma Kuo, and fell to the ground.  Ma Kuo also roared loudly, grabbed the hand holding the hammer, and pulled it down with all his strength. The Jurchen warrior rushed forward, and at some point, someone had inserted a knife into Ma Kuo's free left hand.  , he held the knife flat, and he pulled the Jurchen warrior almost face to face with him. This knife pierced deeply between his eyes!  The Jurchen warrior screamed, his hands and feet were flailing, and his hammer was swung wildly. He hit the big shields of his own horses and horses who were coming from behind. He was so powerful that he was about to die. In these two blows, he was scattered.  The shield array in front!  Ma Kuo roared, and another long knife was stuffed in his hand. In the midst of his busy schedule, he looked back and saw Yu Jiang trying his best to support himself, half sitting and half leaning on the crenel, and spitting out the same words.  There was blood, but his hands were groping around on the ground, and any weapons he found were thrust into his hands.  The veteran Youzi was also seriously injured, but he did not retreat. Looking at Ma Kuo's review, he could actually smile.  The two people's eyes met, but for just a moment, Ma Kuo took advantage of the Jurchen shield array to be scattered and killed one person!  The heavy long knife in his hand was slashed horizontally towards the exposed throats of the Jurchen warriors. The light of the knife flashed, and huge bloody holes were opened in the throats of several Jurchen warriors.  Blood mixed with bubbles spurted out, and he fell into the crowd while holding his hands.  From behind, the Song army wanted to follow Ma Kuo and rush in, but the Jurchen warriors stood firm, and the shields on both sides pressed hard to keep them out.  The spears were hemmed in haphazardly, cutting off the connection between them and Ma Kuo.  There are also countless short weapons, among the JurchensThe soldier waved his hand and greeted Ma Kuo!  For a moment, Ma Kuo tried his best to dodge, and even grabbed a Jurchen soldier, strangled his throat, and pushed him in the most crowded place in front of him. However, he was still hit twice hard in the back, and a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out.  Behind the neck of the Jurchen warrior he was holding in his hand, at the same time, he used the last strength of his hand to crush the Jurchen warrior's Adam's apple with a click!  This force has squeezed out the last bit of energy from Ma Kuan's qi and blood.  His hands and feet were so weak that he was about to fall down.  At this time, I couldn¡¯t think of anything else.  I just felt like everything around me was falling rapidly.  "That's it, that's itbury your bones here."  If someone passes by here in the future, please take a message back to the south and tell my country that I have done my best and will hold nothing back!  In Ma Kuo's consciousness, which had slowed down, he seemed to feel an arrow whizzing past, inserted directly between the eyebrows of a Jurchen warrior beside him, and then another one, which seemed to be the person holding the bow.  The other hand is holding a handful of feather arrows, and they are shooting continuously!  After the two arrows passed, the two Jurchen warriors holding shields dropped their shields and fell.  A voice seemed to be shouting from behind: "Ma Xuanzan, Ma Xuanzan!" Countless hands dragged his limp body out.  Pulling it back, countless weapons were blocked in front of him.  Ma Kuo tried his best to turn around and saw that Yu Jiang was still leaning on the battlement, holding a knife in his hand. When he saw the feet of the Jurchen warriors in front of him, he chopped them down, and forced a smile to himself. On the other side of the archery tower, Song Jun had already  Forced to fight close to the archery tower, the Jurchen soldiers roared forward and had already approached the fluttering Song Army flag!  Tang Huai was also covered in blood. He dragged his injured leg and ran across the archery tower. He was still holding a bow and shooting posture. The bag on his waist was already empty.  The battle there had reached its end, and Tang Huai used his magic shot to save himself from a hundred deaths.  "My end is almost at the end, so what's the use of procrastinating for the time being?"  Ma Kuo wanted to squeeze out some more strength from his bones, but he could no longer control his body.  The Song Army soldiers guarding him shouted in his ear: "Ma Xuanzan, if we die together, none of us will survive!" At this moment, Ma Kuo could only nod slightly.  These four hundred Song Dynasty men also tried their best and held nothing back!  At this moment, a long neigh of a war horse seemed to faintly reach Ma Kuo's ears.  This sound comes from the south.  Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of countless war horses neighing and roaring.  At the same time, there was the sound of thousands of horses galloping!  Ma Kuo looked south, and the Song soldiers on the city looked south. Even the Jurchen soldiers who were about to clean up all the southerners and trample the southern flags under their feet stopped for a moment.  Fighting, looking south.  I saw that south of Tanzhou, on the vast barren land near Youyan, nearly two thousand cavalry troops under the banner of the Song Army were pulling up countless streaks of dust and smoke on the ground, galloping towards Tanzhou!  In front of this army horse, the flag with the word Xiao is flying high!  At this moment, Ma Kuan's vision went dark and he wanted to jump up and shout, but he was so weak that he couldn't even move his fingers.  He whispered to himself in a voice that could only be heard by himself: "It's here, it's finally here It's been so hard to wait, it's been a long time Can the sky that collapsed from the north finally be repaired?"  The one who came with the army and horses was naturally Han Shizhong, whom Xiao Yan sent earlier. Under his command were all the remaining three battalions of Qingqi of the Shengjie Army, with more than ten commanders, numbering about fourteen to five hundred.  Plus three to four hundred Shenwu Evervictorious Army light cavalry.  All the Song Qingqi under Xiao Yan are concentrated here!  Following Xiao Yan's last coming, only the same three battalions of Bai Yingbing also had more than ten battalions of the three battalions.  There are also enough auxiliary troops and a large amount of food and supplies.  Han Shizhong did not use his own banner, but put Xiao Yan's banner at the forefront.  This Han Wu, who has always been carefree and doesn't seem to care about anything, and sometimes is a bit of a limelight, didn't express himself much this time because he knew that his robes and horses were now standing alone in the north.  Who are Kuo, Yue Fei, Tang Huai, Yu Jiang and others looking forward to?  Fang Teng was the first to greet them and explained the situation ahead in a few words. Han Shizhong immediately said nothing more.  All the baggage, which was already extremely light, was thrown away.  Every soldier discarded everything except his armor and weapons, and rushed towards Tanzhou as quickly as possible to support Ma Kuo and others who were fighting hard there!  Han Shizhong took the lead, holding a long-handled sword with his red tassel spread out.  Han Shizhong didn't like to use Ma Shan's spear when he was charging into battle. He was extremely powerful. What he liked most was holding a big knife and knocking his opponents off their horses.  At this time, Po Hanwu just gritted his teeth and pushed the mount on his crotch desperately, hatingI have to go faster.  Beside him, the soldiers of the Song Army all had tense faces. Everyone had the same thought as him. I don¡¯t know who it was, but he was the first to shout: "Hold on, we are here, we are finally here!" This shout rang out.  , countless echoes rolled up at the same time, rushing in front of them, and swept the entire Tanzhou city!  When Xiao Yan decided to give up the great success that was easily available in Yanjing, and instead went north to fight the Jurchens.  It was not that the Song army under his command had no opinions.  It's just that Xiao Yan's prestige is too high and his meritorious service is too great, so everyone just obeys his orders.  Until this moment, looking north at the head of Tanzhou City, I saw that Paoze, who had come here early, was risking his life both inside and outside the city walls, on and off the city walls, in order to have a place for the army to rely on, and to block the Jurchens from going south.  Fighting there to the death, waiting for their arrival, they finally understood what kind of decision Xiao Yan had made. Not only should they come, but they should come earlier!  Fang Teng has been left behind by these fierce Song Dynasty cavalry. Although he has not experienced a hard battle, the galloping back and forth has also exhausted his energy to the limit.  He is not one of the first-class warriors of the Song Dynasty like Ma Kuo, who has trained his muscles and bones since he was a child to be as strong as iron.  At this time, he was holding the neck of his horse to ensure that he did not fall off the horse. Every bone in his body seemed to be no longer his.  He did not shout, but looked north at the Song Army flag still flying on Tanzhou City.  I just felt like something like a fire was churning and burning in my chest, making me feel like I was willing to run to the end of the world.  When leading Han Shizhong¡¯s army to arrive, what he feared most was that when the army arrived, there would be only the loyal remains of the four hundred men of the Song Dynasty inside and outside Tanzhou!  He had no idea what the situation would be like before Han Shizhong arrived. The war had been going through ups and downs until now, and he could only rely on the blood and energy in the chests of hundreds of men to support them.  When he saw that the flag of the Song Army was still there, Fang Teng just felt that his trip to the northern border was not in vain from beginning to end!  He saw how to save the hope of the end of the world!  At the top of Tanzhou City, the remaining soldiers of the Song Army stirred up their last bit of strength and rolled forward, shouting.  Even with the bravery of a Jurchen warrior, he could not hold his breath at this time.  These southerners have proven their fighting prowess.  They are strong enough and are good opponents, but if they have to fight in the wilderness and have enough room to move, even if the southerners have an advantage in numbers, these hundreds of Jurchen warriors are not afraid.  But now, most of their main force has already reached the top of the city. The hedgehogs are gathered in a small space. If they don't pull them out in time, they will start a chaotic battle with these Song troops in Tanzhou City!  Fighting to the end is nothing more than exchanging human lives for human lives.  The lives of Jurchen athletes are precious, and they cannot compete with the southerners like this. The Jurchens they went south only had 400 horses!  The Jurchen Muke who were advancing forward on both sides of the city wall immediately had a completely different reaction.  The young and vigorous Ao Duo shouted loudly and rushed to the front of the team. Two Jurchen warriors used shields to protect him. He just waved a short-handled mace and smashed it down on his head and face. At this time, Song Junjia  The soldiers, who didn't know where they inspired their strength, rushed forward one after another, desperately trying to stop the attack led by Ao Duo. The fighting between the two sides was ten times more fierce than before.  At this moment, flesh and blood was thrown out in the most despicable way. Even if the Song Army soldier fell to the ground, he still tightly wrapped around the Jurchen soldier's legs and feet.  Grab their legs and roll down the city wall together.  The wounded soldiers who were later sent to the vicinity of the archery tower were struggling to touch their weapons on the ground, and those who could move were supporting each other and moving forward.  Those who couldn't get up crawled forward, even with their own flesh and blood, they had to delay these Jurchen warriors for a moment!  Ma Kuo had already crawled to Yu Jiang¡¯s side, and the two guys, who were partnering together in the battle formation for the first time, supported each other and stood up.  It was Yu Jiang who came to the rescue. Ma Kuo rushed forward. Even if he moved slightly, the broken bones and tendons on his body were in excruciating pain. Ma Kuo still roared and waved the long knife in his hand at the incoming Jurchen warriors!  Tang Huai was behind them. This usually silent guy couldn't help shouting at this time: "Xiao Xuanzan is coming, Xiao Xuanzan is coming! Encircle the Tatars, the army will come, kill them all!"  People kept giving him arrows, and he fired them from left to right. Five out of ten arrows could hit the faces of the Jurchen warriors who were coming.  There was an extremely ferocious shouting on the city wall, and from time to time, human bodies fell like meteors.  At the end of the battle, this fight turned out to be the most brutal!  On the other side, Lahema pulled his troops back and shouted at the city: "Zongshe, retreat! If you want to fight the Southerners, don't fight here!" Zongshe tightened his reins and gritted his teeth and immediately stood up.  Under the city, behind him, were nearly a hundred Jurchen warriors who had mounted their horses. Once these Song troops were driven off,The hedgehogs gathered in a chaotic mess near the city gate.  The remnants of Dong Dalang's troops stepped forward to clear the obstacles, and they stepped in with all their strength, trampling all these stubborn and troublesome Song troops to pieces!  The dawn of victory is right in front of us. The prospect of going south this time to become a new Jurchen star whose achievements surpass Yin Keshu is already in our hands. We can grasp it firmly with just a press of our palms!  But these southerners are coming towards the north one after another!  Is this the weak southerner Dong Dalang calls him?  Are these the famous ministers and generals of the Liao people who were destroyed by them, but are they still looked down upon by the southerners?  They roared south with four hundred horses, although they came with some reluctance.  They preferred to stay in the north and achieve great success in capturing Yelu Yanxi.  But since they turned their horses and headed south, everyone thought that this war, at least in the Youyan border area, was sweeping.  As for whether they want to capture Yanjing, it depends on whether these Jurchen athletes are willing.  But once they were defeated at Gubeikou, everyone was amazed at the majesty and bravery of the southern young general, even if they didn't say it in their mouths.  Then came Tanzhou City. Dong Dalang and their real female soldiers attacked one after another. There were still internal countermeasures in the city. There were only a few hundred southern soldiers, but they were fighting fiercely until now. No matter how bad the situation was, they would never give up. It seemed that all  There is no need to hesitate to be destroyed here!  And the southern troops and horses are still coming here in a steady stream!  Zong She subconsciously glanced at the Jurchen knights behind him, and was surprised to find that the faces of the knights behind him showed an expression of unwillingness to fight in this bad situation.  They went south mostly to make a fortune, and they had no important mission of destroying the enemy's city.  The harvest was already quite large, and there were still a large number of people living in the Youyanbian bunker with the property they had captured.  At this time, it is better to leave early.  Zongshe, who was still a little hesitant, immediately turned around and ordered loudly: "Oduo, Lahema, retreat! Let's leave the city from the west, let's go! When we meet Yin Keshu, we will fight the southerners here.  Let them know how powerful it is!" Lahema couldn't help but immediately led his troops to retreat down the city wall.  Although the Song army was trying to muster the courage to fight to the death, it was indeed at the end of its strength and had no energy left to pursue.  On the other side, O'duo was eager to fight, and he was unwilling to retreat even though he was yelling. The Jurchen warriors around him dragged him down, with Ma Kuo, Yu Jiang and the others standing against them. It was a miracle that they were alive, even though  He still wanted to kill the enemy, but when the Jurchen soldiers suddenly retreated, they didn't even have the energy to move!  In the blink of an eye, both groups of Jurchen soldiers and horses had descended from the city and retreated to Zongshe. Oduo still refused to give up and shouted at Zongshe: "Just one more moment, and I will kill all these southerners! Let's leave then,  Is it too late? Zongshe, you are more cowardly than a mouse!" Zongshe yelled back at him: "The lives of Jurchen athletes are precious and are not wasted here. We can kill ten of them in formation.  ! Just deal with them later, why are you so anxious?" The Jurchen knights came to the horse pile and got on their horses.  Except for a few young and brave men, everyone wanted to leave early.  This Tanzhou is really a hard nut to crack.  Compared to charging in formation, it was almost a hand-to-hand fight in this city. No matter how powerful the Jurchen soldiers were, they would not want to fight this battle.  The most important thing was that Ma Kuo and the others' desperate resistance made them finally start to look at these southerners in the eyes, and for the first time they felt that there were still some tough battles to be fought this time going south.  Since we want to fight, we must choose the place where the Jurchen horse's fighting power can best be used, rather than fighting here.  A group of Jurchen cavalry mounted their horses one after another, preparing to turn around and leave.  With the support of several people, Dong Dalang hurried over from the resting place at the back. His expression was extremely anxious, and he shouted at Zongshe at the top of his lungs: "Three nobles, you can't leave! We still have people in the city.  Thousands of troops, fighting to the death in Yicheng, still have the power to fight! Now that we have abandoned Tanzhou, it will not be easy to get it back. How can we explain it to the noble Yin Keshu?" He was really anxious and could not speak anymore.  He lost his original respectful and polite tone.  He has been struggling until now just to win this place, and for him, Dong Dalang, to gain a foothold in the land of Youyan!  In order to achieve this goal, he had already suffered heavy casualties and his vitality was severely damaged.  He fought so hard that he was seriously injured and could only barely stand.  Now, these Jurchens are leaving!  It might be better if he didn't mention Yin Keshu. As soon as he mentioned Yin Keshu, Zongshe's face darkened, he nodded and said coldly: "We Jurchens are good at field battles, and we go out of the city just to fight in formation! You said you want to follow the city  Fight to the death, just stay here, entangle the Song army, force them to retreat, and we will rush in and destroy them! This Tanzhou City belongs to you Dong Dalang, if we girls dare not do anything first!  Retreat, we Jurchens are also ruthless in military law!" His words were like a bucket of cold water pouring down his face, and Dong Dalang's remaining subordinates all looked extremely sad.  These Jurchens not only want to leave, but also want to leave them behind.  What is the good end of working for these Tatars?  Zong set up the military order, the Jurchen soldiers around him could not wait to leave.  Zongshe looked at Dong Dalang and his soldiers standing dumbly, and with a thought, he named a few more Jurchen soldiers: "Leave two horses for you, guard Dalang here! Dalang, if the situation is unfavorable, we will  The Jurchens will naturally protect you from getting out, don't worry!" "The Jurchens will need a good guide like Dong Dalang when they go south.  Zongshe felt that this arrangement was the most benevolent and righteous.  Little did he know that the veterans around Dong Dalang were even more disheartened.  After being used, it is also the fate of being abandoned.  Dong Dalang has someone to protect him, but they don¡¯t!  But Dong Dalang stood there, but he didn't even say anything about begging for his life for them.  It's not that Dong Dalang didn't think of it, it's that he took care of himself and could no longer protect himself. There were only a few soldiers around him, so it was an unexpected surprise to be protected by Zong Sheliu's Jurchen soldiers.  This life is at least guaranteed. As long as life is still there, there will always be opportunities in the future.  What if he said something that angered these Jurchen nobles again, and even these men and horses were not left to him, what else could he say?  Could it be that he and his men were really buried in this death place in Tanzhou City?  ??Besides, once Zongshe and the others leave, whoever the fuck is left behind, he will turn around and run away with his men, and fight this lawsuit again in front of Yin Keshu!  Because of these two thoughts, Dong Dalang stood there without saying a word. Instead, he just accepted the order respectfully.  Zong She didn¡¯t say anything more. He whistled and Tima ran westward. Jurchen soldiers were rushing in beside them. At this time, they also wished they could leave Tanzhou as soon as possible!  The Song Army's cavalry brigade came galloping with thousands of horses, the sound of hooves thundering.  At this moment, it seems that Tanzhou City, which has experienced a series of bloody battles and the sky is filled with fireworks, will be pushed down by their rushing momentum!  Everyone¡¯s horsepower has been pushed to the limit.  There is only Tanzhou in my eyes, and only the flag of the Song Army flying above the city!  The dust and smoke stirred up by the war horses were already one step ahead of them, and were swept towards the head of Tanzhou City by the south wind.  In Tanzhou City, the original defenders have completely lost their will to resist. Today's battle.  The Jurchens and Song people attacked the city continuously, one bloody battle after another, from outside the city to inside the city.  In the face of such a powerful and determined enemy, they have long become the most insignificant existence.  When the Song army roared in and the Jurchens temporarily retreated, they had completely disintegrated. The generals did not know the soldiers, and the soldiers did not know the generals. They turned around and ran out towards the several doors that were still open.  Those who had already robbed a lot of people were in large and small bags. The rabbit was his grandson and he wanted to run as far away from Tanzhou as possible.  The powerful private soldiers from various places who followed the Jurchen soldiers and horses into the city also behaved in the same way. They came here to take advantage.  Not for the bloody battle with these amazing Song troops here!  The Jurchens are gone, what are they still doing here?  Suddenly there was a loud roar and the whole hall dispersed.  At the gates of the city, people and horses were crowding each other, all trying to flee outside.  The crowd surged out of the city gate, and those who were trampled underneath were reduced to pulp before they even had time to scream.  I really couldn't squeeze out of the city gate, so I quickly climbed up the city wall and jumped down with my eyes closed. On the Tanzhou city wall, there was a strange scene of human bodies falling one after another!  The suspension bridge is not very wide to begin with, but it can only accommodate two or three horses galloping abreast. On top of it, the crowd is several times more crowded than at the city gate.  Everyone was trying to squeeze in, but every time there was a bombardment, a large number of people fell into the trench. Those sharp stakes in the trench made a profit again. In the trench, the screams and shouts resounded through the sky, and the people in the trench  The water in the moat has completely turned red!  Originally, the moat formed by crossing the river seven times was only deep enough to cover a person's head, so those who knew how to swim had to swim across it.  But the looted property was too heavy. The man in front fell into the water and turned the bottom of the moat into mud. He fell down and didn't even have a chance to get up!  Crying and cursing, cries for help, mixed with the sound of gulping water rolled in the moat.  Instead, the people did not run away. They sat on the ground above and below the city, letting the city gate open. They clapped their hands and cried and cursed: "Those who are killed by a thousand swords deserve it!" This chaotic scene did not last long, because the Song Army  The large group of cavalry has arrived!  Under the huge momentum of the war horses, the crowd on the suspension bridge fell into the water in large groups.  Han Shizhong took the lead, and his eyes were red. He didn't care about those who were willing to jump down, but stayed on top. With a swing of the big knife, three or five heads could fly up in an instant!  In the blink of an eye, everything in front of him was cleared, and the people at the city gate turned around and ran inside.  Only limp corpses were left on the ground in the city gate cave. Han Shizhong rushed in first, his roar shaking the whole city: "We are coming in! Tanzhou is ours! Ma Xuanzan, I am Po Han's five killers are coming in!"  , Dong Dalang and the others also heard this cry.  Zongshe and the others had already left for the west gate and stayed behind to guard Dong Da.The Jurchen warriors looked at each other, each of them looking restless and anxious to leave immediately.  Dong Dalang looked at them, then at the remaining soldiers who were silent, and forced a smile: "What are you talking about? No matter how miserable the situation is, we haven't come over yet? Brothers, there is no reason to fight to the death here anymore, let's leave.  !¡± The Jurchen warrior immediately pulled the reins and was about to turn around.  But Dong Dalang's loyal soldiers who followed him to fight thousands of miles did not move.  Dong Dalang was startled, and his heart suddenly fell to the deepest valley: "Brothers, let's go! What's wrong with me? Leave here before it's too late for us to worry about it!" An old soldier with scars on his face appeared from the crowd.  He came out and bowed his hands towards Dong Dalang: "Dalang, we have followed your father and son for generations, and our relationship has been completely clean to this day. We are people from the Yan land, and we don't want to be dogs with the Jurchens anymore. If  If the people of Song Dynasty are willing to accept us, we would rather work for them in Yandi. Otherwise, we will separate and wait for the troubled times to pass, and then we can be ordinary people Dalang, please go away, and we will say goodbye!  " Dong Dalang looked at them blankly and saw his soldiers dismounting one by one and throwing away all the weapons in their hands. Some were still removing their armor and throwing them on the ground one by one.  The abandoned troops had already knelt down, facing south and holding their heads with their hands. Some even started shouting at the Song soldiers on the wall: "No more fighting, no more fighting, we accept the surrender!" The Jurchen warrior beside him cursed angrily.  : "Killing Han dogs!" He shouted at Dong Dalang again: "Dalang, if you don't leave, are you waiting to die? If you don't leave, we will leave!" The shouts of the approaching Song army have already roared throughout the city.  The sound of hoofbeats was loud, shaking the entire Tanzhou.  Dong Dalang turned his head blankly, whipped his horse, and followed the Jurchen warrior Juechen to the west.  Dong Dalang feels nothing but despair at this moment. The world is so big, where is my way out!
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