"Bang... Bang..." Hundreds of Jurchen sergeants carried the huge wood dedicated to siege, and struck Shuzhou City Gate with difficulty and rhythm. The loud sound covered the thunderous thunder in the sky for a while. Go down.
The rain is still falling.
The raging wind swept the rain all over the sky, roaring loudly, and beating so hard that it made people unable to stand up.
The Jurchens under Shuzhou City grew up in the white mountains and black waters. In the past, they had only seen the light and drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River annoying for months, but they had never seen the wind and rain here have such a violent side. Jurchens have always worshiped The gods of heaven and earth, and in the past few days and South Korea often used the two statues of gods and demons with the help of the power of Shanbare, so that the hearts of these soldiers now have a sense of awe for these vain things. , Even though there are all steel soldiers who have experienced many battles at the moment, they can't help but feel a little uneasy in their hearts.
It was just that Jin Wushu was almost impatient. Seeing that the fire was weaker, regardless of the wind and rain, he ordered the front sergeant to attack the city again.
After the fierce battle, the ladder has long been exhausted, and now the road is destroyed again. Jin Wushu does not know what is going on in the city, and does not want to damage the Jurchen Sergeant when the overall situation is determined. Safety is also the most effective stupid way to smash through the Shuzhou city gate with a giant wood.
"boom!"
Loud noises continued, and the entire Shuzhou City seemed to tremble in the wind and rain.
Under the strong impact from the tip of the sharpened giant wood, the last barrier of Shuzhou City was already pitted, and it was already a moment of effort to see it dumped.
The Jurchens are warlike and brave by nature. Seeing this fiercely warring city, the attack is already in front of them, and I can't help but forget the wind and rain in front of me for a while, shouting and shouting, and I am excited.
Wan Yan Yong raised his eyes and looked at the head of Shuzhou City in the distance, feeling something wrong in his heart.
Since the fire, even if the Jurchens are now hitting the gate of Shuzhou City on such a large scale, seeing the city is about to be broken, the defenders in Shuzhou City have never stepped forward to stop them, even from the front of the city. He shot another arrow, and never organized a half-time resistance.
The defenders in the entire Shuzhou City seemed to be completely lifeless and dead.
Could it be that the fire really burned out their fighting spirit like this? !
Wan Yan Yong frowned slightly, looked at the gloomy Jin Wushu in a blink of an eye, was about to speak, suddenly felt that the brightness in front of him changed slightly, and the Jurchen sergeants had heard the earth-shattering cheers: "It's gone! It's gone!"
Looking up, the big fire that lay beneath Shuzhou City finally spit out the last ray of flame in front of this violent storm and was completely extinguished.
The black smoke is like a column, and it can't be dissipated even in heavy rain. It rushes into the sky, intertwined with the rain and wind, covering the opposite side of Shuzhou City.
"Hoh!"
"boom!"
The Jurchen sergeant who was carrying the huge wood against the city gate was especially immersed in the excitement of the fire, and his hands increased a little more. The whole Shuzhou city was filled with their shouts and shouts.
……
it's time!
Standing straight in the heavy rain, completely drenched but unaware, just looking at Liu Zifang in the direction of Shuzhou City, suddenly turned around.
Liu Zhishun, who was waiting for the look in his eyes, raised the flag in his hand.
Thousands of great Song cavalry troops had already stood up from their concealed positions in that instant, the formation was complete, but it was almost silent.
It's just as if this army only grew out of the mud all over the ground just a short time ago.
Liu Zifang condensed his eyes and swept over the muddy, muddy army in front of him, standing straight in the wind and rain.
It was a face that had already been flushed with the rush of fighting spirit.
Over the past month or so, the frontline battle has been in full swing, but they have been stuck here all the time. The idea of rushing out and fighting the Jurchen Tartar is in everyone’s heart. , I don’t know if it has been turned a thousand times or a thousand times.
Now it's finally time.
He looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, facing the sergeants who were already ready to go, but only said four words: "Shunchang! Kill the enemy!"
Thousands of sergeants in front of him turned on his horse almost at the same time as his voice fell to the ground, but only made a soft noise.
The heavy rain in the sky could not extinguish the fighting spirit in their chests, but it ignited their blood.
Even today, they still know very little about how this big battle was fought. Even if Liu Zifang said that the direction of advancement was Shunchang instead of Shuzhou, none of them felt a little confused, and even had no time to think about it. .
The sleepiness and lurking in the past month, and the scouring of the wind and rain in the past month have already stripped away any excess in their hearts.
Now there is only one simple thought left in each of them!
kill!
Kill all the enemies in front of you! Look for all the enemies that may appear in front of you to kill!
Thousands of people, thousands of riders, just rushed away, carrying the wind and rain, with boiling blood and fighting spirit.
Liu Zifang and Liu Zhishun looked at each other, and they both realized the appreciation in their eyes.
At this moment, the cavalry in front of you is like a leaping arrow full of momentum, unstoppable and unstoppable, enough to shoot through and smash everything in front of the fence!
Liu Zifang laughed suddenly, rode his horse, and hurriedly chased him away: "Brother Liu, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill the golden dog if you are late!"
Liu Zhishun was too late for a while before riding his horse and rushing into the storm.
Their laughter was overwhelming, and it was a bit more intense than the rainstorm.
……
"The city is broken! The city is broken!"
With a loud "bang", the thick Shuzhou City Gate, after all, could no longer provide a half barrier to Shuzhou City behind it, and with the final impact of the siege giant wood, it crashed to the ground.
The Jurchen cheered loudly, ignoring the strong wind and rain, and the muddy body splashed when the city gate fell to the ground, flooding into the city like a tide.
The Jurchen people follow the method of raising war by war. When marching and fighting, they looted on the spot and used for military supplies. As for the battle of Ping-Liao attack on Song Dynasty, when a strong city was breached, they would slaughter people and get money. grab. The Liao and Song two countries have been established for more than a hundred years, and they are all from the rich world, accumulating in the city, it is really an eye-opener for those Jurchens who have lived in poverty outside the Great Wall for a long time. Everyone has really made a fortune and has become an agitator of the day. This is the source of power for the Jurchen people to continue to fight the Quartet.
Although the city of Shuzhou is small today, everyone knows that the emperor of the Southern Kingdom has stayed in the city for a while, and he should still be in the city now. The emperor of the Southern Kingdom is the most luxurious, and the emperor’s personal belongings must be very valuable. It is undoubtedly a great achievement to capture the Southern Emperor first.
When the city was broken, the Jurchens saw everything in the city of Shuzhou were unowned spoils, first come first served, so even if everyone knew that there should be remaining defenders in the city, they were about to fight against the beasts. , But still rushed into the city without hesitation, fearing to fall behind, and Jin Wushu, Han Chang and others who urged them to move forward were also stopped outside.
After the city is broken, it is the custom of the Jurchen army to indulge soldiers and looting, and even Jin Wushu cannot stop the surging into the Jurchen soldiers under such circumstances.
Jin Wushu pommel horse, his face was gloomy as if dripping water.
In Shuzhou City, the shouting and shouting of Jurchens have rang everywhere.
But he didn't hear any sound he expected to hear!