Became a feudal lord in the late Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 239 The Great Emperor

On the battlefield, the Han army was famous for its notorious fire attack tactics. The city wall at Songtingguan was really uncomfortable, but if it had been plowed with a large number of arrows, cannons, stone, and oil several times before attacking the city, even the iron man on top of the city would not have been able to survive. Untenable.

The night was whitened by the flames, the clouds and fog dispersed in the sky, and the moonlight covered the charred corpses stacked on top of the city. The scene looked like countless sticky steaks being poured with salad by the chef, and the screams one after another were... It's like the sizzling sound a steak makes when the juices are reduced over a high fire.

Wan Yanbali quickly climbed down to the top of the city. A large area of ​​residential buildings near the city wall also caught fire. However, the civilians inside were either forced by the Jin people to defend the city, or were directly used as slaves. Was incorporated into the rear camp,
The raging fire could not be stopped, so it burned more and more fiercely. Even the few people who tried their best to save people were so dizzy from the fire that they did not realize that what was burning in front of them was kerosene, and it was difficult to pour it down with just water. destroy.

Under the cover of the flames, more than twenty huge siege vehicles slowly drove towards the city wall. Because the purpose of this siege was to open the road with the King of Han as quickly as possible, there was no need to worry about the war for the time being. garrison problem.

Shi Liai stared at the burning Guancheng in the distance. He didn't care at all whether Songting Pass could still play its original role after this battle. When this battle was related to whether he could completely drive away the Jin people or even destroy them, he would No more scruples.

"Shi Gong, the first camp has been destroyed. Let's move to the rear camp!"

Yelu Yanshan trotted over, shouting as he ran.

Not all parts of the city were covered with flames. Most of the defenders had already dispersed, but the remaining ones were still resisting. The first camp, which was originally composed of surrendered soldiers and prisoners, had average combat effectiveness and rushed towards the flames of the city. Twice, as soon as the casualties increased, the entire army immediately collapsed the organization.

Shi Liai stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "When the first to attack the city, anyone who retreats will be killed!"

When Yelu Yanshan was about to say a few words to cheer people up, he suddenly saw an old man wearing armor not far away, surrounded by a large number of Han soldiers.

"This city must be captured before dawn."

Shi Liai looked at Yelu Yanshan, and his voice suddenly became softer.

"Across the Songting Pass, at the other end is the ruler of the Han Dynasty. He will definitely be the common ruler of the world in the future. The Lord is personally on the battlefield, but the general dare not fight to the death?"

Yelu Yanshan paused, turned around and walked towards the front army again. He was wearing armor, so he only needed to recruit his troops. After hearing the deputy commander's order, most of the soldiers were silently arranging their armor. Then the queue began.

"But casualties."

"Move your head, general!" the old-looking deputy commander of the Han army said angrily, his white hair on the temples gently fluttering in the night wind, like a flag.

"When did the last general speak of cowardice?" Yelu Yanshan roared, raising his finger to point at the city wall that was engulfed in flames behind him, "It's just a half-day delay to allow the front army to rest. At this time, fighting in the streets and sieges of the city will definitely lead to more deaths. Many soldiers! If the king were here, he would not teach his soldiers to die!"

"General, don't you know that Ye Changmeng has four more words? Our army was lucky to have the momentum of the fire attack. If we don't take advantage of the victory and march to capture this city, if the Jin people are allowed to regroup in the city, more soldiers will die in the battle tomorrow!

The soldiers and horses of the Han Dynasty obey orders. I am the deputy commander personally ordered by the king. Now I order you to lead your troops and attack the city immediately. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed! "

Shi Liai struggled to carry the flag and shouted:

"The king has an order to attack this city. All civilians who surrender will be spared from death. Anyone in the city who holds Jurchen words and soldiers and honor guards will be killed!"

Groups of Han troops began to forcibly ascend the city where there was no flame. The city gates and walls were attacked by another wave of attacks at the same time. The already small number of Jin troops on the city head were defeated like a mountain, and they were driven out of the city during the resistance. head. Yelu Yanshan was right. A group of Jin troops had been hastily organized in the city at this time. Wanyan Bali quickly looked at the densely packed Han army flags at the top of the city in astonishment. Beside him, a soldier shouted an order to shoot arrows. The arrows were fired, and dozens of Han soldiers were caught off guard, screaming and falling from the tower.

But more figures emerged from the firelight.

The gate of Wengcheng was broken open, and then the main gate. The Jin's defense equipment did not play much role. After the soldiers occupying the city head helped the friendly forces pull up the thousand-jin gate, the city gate was completely opened, and the Han army poured in like a tide. In the city, the cry of killing spread from the city gate to the ears of every golden man.

"Report, the city of Lizhou has been destroyed, the Jin guard will defend the government office, and the two generals of the front army will be set on fire and burned to death!"

"Report to your Majesty, Han Shizhong's troops are advancing directly into the Jinren Longshan Camp!"

Liu Ling was wearing armor. He had been sitting in his tent all night, ready to lead his troops to attack the city at any time. After hearing the news, he breathed a sigh of relief and gave some instructions for the aftermath, waiting for the captain who delivered the military report. After turning around and leaving, the curtain was lifted again, and Princess Han stood there, holding a food box in her hand.

"Your Majesty, please eat something."

Liu Ling nodded and watched her walk over, kneel down in front of him, open the food box, and take out the porridge and snacks in one plate after another.

"Let's eat together."

Liu Ling reached out to take a plate of Hu cakes and said with a smile: "When you and I lived in Yanjing City, I still remember the first day after we married you, we and I only drank one glass of water and wine that day. Just eat a piece of cake.”

Hearing this, the Princess of Han showed a trace of confusion. The poor and humble couple were in great distress. She still remembered that when she was in Yanjing, her husband was in a state of confusion for several days in a row. There was not enough food in the house, and he might not have anything to eat all day long.

She was thinking in a daze, and at this moment, an announcement sounded outside, saying that the leader of the Nine Tribes of the Yao Chaan was asking for an audience.

"Let them wait outside." Liu Ling said casually.

Princess Han suddenly felt at a loss. She hesitated and said in a low voice: "I'll stay out of the way first, so as not to miss the king's business."

"No matter how busy I am, it's not important to have a nice meal with my wife."

Most of the leaders of the nine tribes of Yuanjian were newly elected. Several of them were originally leading bandits or rebels in Jianzhou. In other words, they were congenitally "pro-Han", but the two sides still needed a bridge, so they were originally The importance of the Xiren Princess of Han suddenly became apparent.

The officials below had originally criticized the princess's background. After all, given the status of the princess of Han Dynasty, even if she was not Han, she must be a Khitan. Now, naturally, they were adapting to circumstances, focusing on immediate interests, and trying their best to win over the local people. tribe.

After finishing breakfast, Princess Han didn't say anything more. She stood up and left. Liu Ling rubbed his brow and said, "Let them in."

The nine leaders, dressed in Xi Ren's characteristic costumes, knelt on the ground as soon as they entered and shouted to Liu Ling: "I have met His Majesty the Emperor of the Han Dynasty!"

(End of this chapter)