The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 219: Jiankang Defense War, Shooting the Golden Emperor with a Bow

In 1222, the twelfth month, the important place of Jingkou.

Countless Han troops and Jin soldiers fought here, with the sound of swords and guns clashing and the sound of fighting resounding through heaven and earth.

On the wall of Jingkou, Wanyan Chen Heshang led his soldiers to fight desperately. The wall was full of corpses, but the enemy continued to rush up the wall. Looking at the dark mass of Han troops under the city, he was sad and angry, "Why is there no reinforcement? Where is our navy?"

However, surrounded by the Mongol army, he had lost his source of information. The Han army was increasing in number and completely blocked Zhenjiang. No news could be delivered either by water or land, and their people could not get out, becoming completely blind.

They knew nothing about the enemy's situation. They didn't know where they had lost, where the reinforcements were, or how many troops the enemy had. They only knew that there were a lot of enemies and they were attacking day and night.

The battlefield was a tragic scene. There were 20,000 troops in Jingkou, but they could only barely garrison the important town.

But in the Battle of Xuzhou, the Jin Kingdom suffered heavy losses. All the elite troops it had accumulated after moving south were defeated. More importantly, the commander-in-chief Wanyan Saibu was killed in the battle, and a large number of generals were also killed on the battlefield.

A thousand troops are easy to get, but a general is hard to find.

There are people everywhere in Jiangnan. It is not difficult to capture able-bodied men, but the difficult part is to organize them and make them fight.

On the battlefield, sometimes the more people there are, the better. Instead, the more people there are, the stronger the organizational and leadership abilities are needed. The deaths of middle-level generals left the Jin Kingdom without generals available.

As the commander-in-chief of the navy, Wanyan Heda played an important role in this war, but he disappeared.

At this critical moment, disappearance almost means death.

Therefore, the heavy responsibility of Jingkou fell entirely on Wanyan Chen Heshang. Historically, Wanyan Chen Heshang defeated thousands of Mongolians with a small force and dominated the north and south. But now, even though he was discovered and employed by Wanyan Honglie, he still could not reverse the situation.

How can human power do anything to overcome the overwhelming force of the times?

After the Han army crossed the river, they gradually eliminated the strongholds along the river. Then the army crossed the river and swept across the south of the Yangtze River. Wherever they went, the enemy surrendered.

"General, there are too many enemies, we can't stop them!" The deputy general came over in the rain of arrows. Monk Wanyan Chen leaned against the wall, his originally resolute face now filled with sadness.

"What did you say?" He looked up blankly, as if he hadn't heard anything, and asked again.

The deputy general saw his state and shook his shoulder, "General, we can't hold on any longer!"

At this time, Wanyan Chen Heshang regained some clarity. Seeing more and more enemies on the top of the city, his eyes gradually became sharp, "If we can't defend it, we won't defend it!"

"Brothers, follow me and kill!"

At the last moment, Wanyan Chen Heshang went crazy. He gave up defending the city with his few remaining soldiers, opened the city gate, and led the charge towards the enemy.

How could a mantis trying to stop a chariot turn the tide? The result was that someone chopped off his head and took it as a trophy.

In the distance, Mu Huali and Guo Jing were standing on a carriage. Seeing the heroic scene outside Jingkou City, they couldn't help but sigh, "This man was a fierce general, what a pity." Unlike Guo Jing, he had many ministers of the Jin Kingdom who had defected to him.

He was also bold enough to select capable people from among them to fill the royal palace and help him stabilize the regime in the north. Otherwise, how could Mongolia organize a large army relying solely on the small number of people?

……

"Let's go into the city!"

Taking Jingkou would mean that the army had removed the last obstacle and could march straight to Jiankang.

In the garrison, Guo Jing and Mu Huali sat in the main seat, one on the left and one on the right, in equal rank. Although there was a distinction between the left and the right in terms of seniority, the fact that Mu Huali could accept Guo Jing sitting in the same position as him was obviously a recognition of his strength.

The Han and Mongolian generals did not find this scene strange at all, but took it for granted. To the Han army, Guo Jing was their leader, so it was natural for him to sit in the main seat. To the Mongolians, Guo Jing was the Khan's son-in-law and a marquis who was personally conferred the title. Most importantly, his military exploits were even greater than those of many high-ranking Mongolian generals.

No matter who they were, including the Han, Mongolian, and Jin people, they did not dare to look them in the eye.

Mu Huali's eyes slowly swept over the generals, and when he fell on Guo Jing's men, he couldn't help but shrink a little, "Everyone, we are gathered here today, it is a great opportunity to destroy the Jin Dynasty. A few dozen miles away is Jiankang, the capital of the Jin Dynasty. Now is the time to make achievements. Do you dare to take this city for me?"

"Your Majesty, I will fight you!"

All of a sudden, all the Mongolian generals in the hall requested to fight, while most of the Jin generals had stern faces and sadness in their eyes. This was their Great Jin Kingdom. Even if they were traitors, it was still their country. Now, was it going to perish?
Destroying the Jin Dynasty is an unprecedented achievement, and everyone wants it. How can a mere surrendered general fight against the Mongols? What's more, it is their own motherland that is being destroyed. Not everyone in this world is Guo Yaoshi.

Mu Huali laughed loudly, "Okay, I am relieved that you have made such a resolution!"

But the other group of people in the hall did not speak. They were silent, as if they were a separate group. This was because they were Guo Jing's men. If he did not speak, how could these people speak easily?

Seeing this, Mu Huali was a little stunned, but Guo Jing's eyes showed satisfaction. His people were able to distinguish the importance of things.

Therefore, he had to be thankful that he recognized Guo Rong of the previous dynasty as his ancestor and showed his determination. Otherwise, how many of his men would be loyal to him, and how many would recognize the Mongolian country behind him?
When Mu Huali finished speaking, Guo Jing stood up and said, "Uncle, we have won many battles in the past few days, but we have also suffered heavy losses. I plan to rest for three days and then attack Jiankang in three days. What do you think, uncle?"

Mu Huali agreed without thinking. The enemy had already reached his doorstep, so there was no need to rush. He would not be able to eat hot tofu in a hurry. Jiankang was not an ordinary city, so he had to be cautious. "You make sense, then we will attack the city in three days."

This time, the two sides had a combined army of 140,000. Guo Jing led 5,000 cavalry and Mu Huali led 3,000 elite cavalry. They far surpassed the Jin army in terms of manpower, morale and equipment.

Under the general trend, unless the great mage Liu Xiu is reborn, there is no way he will lose with a flying dragon on his face!
……

Three days later, the army set out and headed straight for Jiankang City.

In the bushes on the hills outside the city, birds fled in panic. On the plain, a dark line of soldiers rushed over the hills toward the city, with flags waving, swords flashing, horses neighing, and a cloudless sky filled with a murderous atmosphere. On the walls of Jiankang, Wanyan Honglie, wearing the emperor's dragon robe, climbed the city wall with the help of eunuchs and looked out at the enemy's formation.

The wide dragon robe rustled in the cold wind. Even the gorgeous robe could not hide his weakness and aging. Under the sunlight, his gray hair was particularly dazzling. Looking at the overwhelming army in the distance, he could not help but feel melancholy, "What a powerful general and army!"

He had seen such an army in the Great Jin Kingdom when he was born, but as he grew older, such an army became fewer and fewer, and he had to seek a way out for the Great Jin Kingdom. It had been more than 20 years since he ascended the throne.

Wanyan Honglie, despite his illness, walked to the platform and shouted, "Soldiers of the Great Jin, I am watching you from here. Thousands of people in the city are waiting for you. The enemy is coming and wants to destroy the city and destroy the Great Jin, but I want to tell them that this is just a foolish dream!"

"I am with you, kill the enemy!"

After saying that, he drew the sword from his waist. The sharp blade reflected a cold white light in the sunlight.

The soldiers guarding the city wall were a little panicked when they saw the crowd in the distance, but when they saw Wanyan Honglie here, they were no longer panicked. The emperor was also here, so what was there to be afraid of?
His Majesty the Emperor has led us to so many victories, and we will definitely win this time too!
With the mighty call of the past, the army's morale was miraculously stabilized, and it burst out with powerful fighting power in the subsequent battle.

At the foot of Jiankang City, Guo Jing and Mu Huali stared at the city wall, a sneer appeared on their lips, and then they drew their swords at the same time, "Kill!"

At the command, the army marches forward!

The team broke open, catapults were transported to the front line, soldiers loaded stones, and Huo Limu ordered his soldiers, pointing to a certain place on the city wall and said, "Hit that place hard! Smash it hard!"

Soon, thousands of catapults moved forward together, and stones flew out with a "bang", hitting the city walls, battlements, towers and houses near the city walls.

During this process, they constantly calibrated and adjusted so that the stones fell inside the city rather than on the walls.

Jiankang is different from Tongguan. It was the old capital of the Wu State during the Three Kingdoms period. It is a big city that has been around for thousands of years. It is not something that can be done in a short time to destroy the city wall with catapults. The main purpose this time is to destroy the enemy's morale.

The stones were covered with kerosene and rags and fell on houses in the city, quickly starting a fire.

On the city wall, looking at the city from afar, shrill screams came with the wind. Wanyan Honglie stared at the parapets in shock. Occasionally, fires would start in the courtyards of the houses, and black smoke would roll up into the sky.

Even though he had seen countless descriptions of it in battle reports, he was still shocked when he saw the catapult in person. He couldn't help but sigh, "If I had this weapon in my hands, I would have destroyed the Song Dynasty long ago. What can I do?"

This thing is such a huge blow to morale!

The catapults attacked fiercely for two hours, and the Jin army could only huddle behind the battlements, not daring to even look at them. Then, the army began to attack the city.

Siege vehicles, ladders and various siege equipment were continuously transported to the front line.

Guo Jing's army was accustomed to sieges, and so was Mu Huali. The siege of Kaifeng taught them all enough lessons, but these lessons were learned at the cost of the lives of nearly 100,000 soldiers.

At this time, as the fire broke out, the order in Jiankang City quietly collapsed. As blood, killing and chaos spread, flames had already shot up into the sky, and black smoke and dust rose straight into the sky as the killing progressed. In this sudden chaos, the carefully prepared siege began.

Arrows banged into the wooden beams of the tower, spreading out to the left and right. Countless arrows fell densely on the city walls, or flew into the surging crowd attacking the city below, splashing blood.

There were still 50,000 soldiers and horses in Jiankang, with more than 10,000 people at each gate. Faced with high-intensity attacks, the pressure was extremely great. Especially when the other side had sufficient bows, crossbows, ladders and other equipment prepared for siege, the Jin army had a hard time defending.

But Wanyan Honglie standing on the top of the city wall was like a monument that inspired the fighting spirit of the Jin army. At this critical moment, they miraculously held on.

The nearby soldiers rushed towards the part where the attack was most intense. Arrows fell from time to time, nailing people to the ground. Those who were not dead were pulled behind by their companions. Then more people came up, carrying battering rams and rocks and pushing them down from the parapets, smashing into the sea of ​​people that was like a swarm of bees.

Half an hour later, the fighting on a certain section of the city wall suddenly became fierce. Wanyan Honglie had to send his personal soldiers to support. The sticky blood on the ground almost made him fall. His vision moved forward and he saw a gap in the crowded formation of soldiers. The Han army, covered in flesh and blood, killed and pushed back the figures blocking their way and rushed towards him.

Everyone knows that this person must be a big fish.

But no one could get ahead of Wanyan Honglie.

All around, enemies continued to stand on the city walls, and the corpses of Jin people, Mongols, and Han people were also spread out.

At the foot of the city, Guo Jing looked at the figures running on the city wall, his eyes gleaming with sharpness, like an enemy meeting, he was particularly jealous, "Someone, bring me my iron bow!"

Mu Huali rode a white horse and watched his movements with surprise and curiosity in his eyes.

It was more than three hundred steps from where they were to the city wall. How could they shoot at them from such a long distance?
When Guo Jing was young, he once killed two birds with one arrow, and Genghis Khan even gave him his golden sword. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that Guo Jing could hit the target.

Not long after, the personal soldier took out a heavy iron bow and handed it to Guo Jing. This bow was not an ordinary hard bow. The bow body was actually made of iron, and the bowstring was black and hard. It weighed more than ten pounds in the hand.

Seeing the bow and arrow, Mu Huali was stunned. With his eyesight, how could he not see the power of this iron bow? "Can he really shoot arrows with this bow?"

He realized that with his arm strength he could at best pull the bow apart, but was far from being able to shoot the arrow.

Guo Jing took out an arrow made of fine iron from the quiver on the horse's back, took his feet off the stirrups, turned over gently, put one foot on the horse's back and the other on the little red horse's head.

"Buzz!"

There was inexplicable horror in Mu Huali's eyes. He saw Guo Jing bending the bow and drawing the arrow. The true energy and powerful blood in his body surged and turned into tremendous power. In the blink of an eye, the bowstring was like a full moon, and the bow made a slight tightening sound.

Guo Jing held his breath and stared at his enemy on the city wall, murderous intent surging in his mind. Suddenly, there was a breeze, and he loosened his fingers. The arrow pierced the air and disappeared in front of everyone.

On the city wall, Wanyan Honglie was guarding the wall with his personal soldiers. Suddenly, an arrow appeared out of nowhere and pierced his body.

The arrow was so powerful that it pierced through his body and penetrated into the bricks and stones of the city wall behind him, and Wanyan Honglie fell down!
(End of this chapter)