The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 220: Jiankang City was broken, please teach me, sir!
"Protect Your Majesty!"

Wanyan Honglie's personal soldiers on the city wall held him and shouted loudly. Many soldiers gathered together to form a human wall to firmly protect the emperor inside, fearing any mishap.

At this time, Wanyan Honglie fell into the arms of his personal soldier, his face was pale, and beads of sweat kept dripping down his face. He grabbed the hand of his personal soldier and said tremblingly, "Don't make a sound, retreat slowly!"

After saying that, he fainted.

The guards left a part of the army to maintain order, while the rest of the guards quickly escorted the emperor down from the city wall.

"My Lord, a great shooter!"

Some people in the Han army saw this scene and cheered.

But Guo Jing just put down his iron-framed bow with a calm expression. His archery skills had frightened many enemies on the battlefield. He would shoot the horse first and capture the leader first. He had killed countless enemies on the battlefield with this archery skill.

Later, after he conquered a large territory, he seldom led his troops into battle himself, and his archery skills were gradually forgotten. There was no one worthy of his attack, but Wanyan Honglie was just the right person to do it.

Mu Huali watched the people on the top of the city being shot by arrows, and couldn't help but sigh, "Guo Jing, I'm afraid there are few people on the entire grassland who can compare with your archery skills."

Guo Jing turned over and sat back on the saddle, saying modestly, "Uncle, you are too kind. There are so many outstanding people on the grassland. Who knows if anyone can surpass us? I deliberately missed the target by half an inch with my arrow just now. It was too easy for Wanyan Honglie to be killed with one arrow."

"Haha, you're right. Letting him die like this would be too easy for him!" Mu Huali also laughed out loud.

Jiankang was already in their hands. The isolated city was difficult to defend, and Wanyan Honglie could not escape.

A raging fire broke out in the city, and the flames devoured countless lives. The government had lost its function of regulation and could only watch the fire spread. Eventually, the fire became more and more fierce, devouring a large area of ​​houses and burning the place to ashes.

"on fire!"

"Help!"

The people were fleeing frantically, and at this time, some evildoers took advantage of the situation to rob, burn, kill and loot, and the situation spread throughout the city.

On the top of the city, the Han army continued to attack the walls and occupy more territory, while the corpses of the Jin soldiers were also spread out.

The news that Wanyan Honglie was shot by an arrow could not be concealed at all. Many people saw that scene, and many people heard the shouts of the emperor's personal army with their own ears. Their morale was high before because of Wanyan Honglie, and the emperor's injury and fall dealt a heavy blow to their morale.

In addition, the current Jin army is no longer the elite it used to be. A large part of them were forcibly conscripted. Most of the elite Jin army were lost in the Battle of Xuzhou, and some were taken away by Yang Kang. There are not many left.

The situation is critical now. Even the lowest-level soldiers can feel that the Jin Dynasty is doomed. It is too difficult to expect them to fight for the Jin Dynasty.

Not all countries in this world are like the Song Dynasty. Even if it was destroyed, there are still so many people willing to die for it.

After Wanyan Honglie left the city wall, the morale of the Jin army plummeted and some began to flee.

On the city wall, the Shi brothers and Zhang Rou and others personally put on their armor and went into battle. The enemy fled at the news. Seeing this, they shouted, "Those who surrender will not be killed!" The soldiers around them also shouted along.

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

The loud voice echoed on the north city wall. The Jin soldiers who were fighting heard the sound and became dazed, and their will to resist collapsed.

"Clang!"

The weapons fell to the ground, and a Jin soldier knelt on the ground and shouted, "Don't kill me, I surrender!"

"Dang, dang!"

More and more voices spread on the city walls. The Jin soldiers surrendered one after another, and there were fewer and fewer people resisting.

This is also the reason why Guo Jing shot and injured Wanyan Honglie. If he had continued to boost morale on the city wall, it is unknown how long they could have held out. It would be good to have fewer people die.

Large numbers of Jin soldiers began to surrender, and the northern city wall was soon occupied by the Mongolian army.

Meng Gong also rushed to the city wall, and seeing that the Jin soldiers' resistance was weak, he went down the city wall directly and led his troops to attack and kill the Jin soldiers guarding the city gate.

The north gate was caught off guard by the sudden arrival of Meng Gong's troops. The moment the gate opened, the Han soldiers and two Mongolian cavalry units that had been lingering outside the city were puzzled at first, but quickly seized the opportunity and rushed in.

In the distant city, flames were burning, and blood and mutilated corpses were still sweeping forward with the killing. When the cavalry entered the city, the situation completely turned to the Mongolian side.

The city of Jiankang was crumbling, and more and more soldiers entered Jiankang through the north gate. At this moment, blood, screams, and cries filled the sky above the huge city.

Screams, howls, cries of fighting could be heard everywhere. In some places, the chaos and fighting gradually stabilized, but the cries still continued.

The Mongols turned a blind eye to this and led their troops straight to the imperial city.

The north gate of Jiankang was wide open, and Lu Guanying led his troops into the city. As soon as they entered, they saw a scorched earth and devastation everywhere.

He took a few looks and sighed in his heart. He did not continue to expand the victory but instead sent troops to suppress the chaos and killed on the spot the evildoers who took the opportunity to rob and rape. However, most of the streets he passed by showed signs of damage and several buildings were still burning. Nearby residents and soldiers were helping to put out the fire, and the people who were pulled out from inside had already been charred.

He was very familiar with the scene here. As the former young master of Lujiazhuang, he came from a famous family. Jiankang was a rare big city in the south and was close to Taihu Lake. How could he not have been here, and more than once.

The familiar buildings turned into ruins. He drove his horse along the street and passed by the door of a house. The door plaque was broken on the stone steps. There were corpses on the roadside. They were all family members of the official. Some people who were lucky enough to survive were sitting next to the corpses and crying loudly. A woman was holding her son's body and crying until she couldn't make any sound. The child's head was alone at the woman's feet, still with a look of fear on his face.

This is war.

……

In the Jin Dynasty Palace, Wanyan Honglie had fainted when he was brought back by his personal guards. He slowly woke up after the imperial physician stopped his bleeding and applied medicine on the wound. However, after waking up, he looked dazed and did not utter a word.

The arrow shot by Guo Jing pierced his chest, just an inch away. He lost a lot of blood. If he were not the emperor, he would be dead now.

But after waking up, Wanyan Honglie realized that Jiankang City could no longer be defended.

The arrow shot from the top of the city almost shattered his last effort. His morale must have collapsed, and there were still hundreds of thousands of Mongolian troops under the city. How could he resist with only tens of thousands of remaining soldiers in the city?
Now, he just quietly waits for his end.

……

Huolimu led the Mongolian army all the way to the front of the imperial city. At this time, the Mongolian army had already entered the city. The city was in chaos, and the huge palace was full of fleeing palace servants.

There was not even a gatekeeper in the imperial city, so he opened the imperial city gate effortlessly and led his troops in. On the other side, Guo Jing and Mu Huali rode their horses into the city from the north gate.

The streets were full of traces of war and corpses were everywhere.

"The first two times, we let the Jin emperor run away. This time, he finally can't escape." Mu Huali held the horsewhip, his voice full of emotion.

Guo Jing also nodded continuously. When they were in Zhongdu, Wanyan Honglie moved the capital to Kaifeng. When they were attacking Kaifeng, Wanyan Honglie crossed the south of the Yangtze River and moved the capital to Jiankang. They also crossed the river and finally conquered the capital of the Jin Dynasty here.

The Jin Dynasty had no place to retreat, and it had been more than ten years since then.

Guo Jing, wearing black armor, rode a little red horse, overlooking the burning and chaotic city. The cloak trailing behind him fluttered in the wind. There were shouts of fighting not far away, and there was not much resistance around.

As the black cavalry poured into the crisscrossing streets, the chaos gradually subsided. Those who took advantage of the chaos to burn, kill and loot were caught in the act and hung under the eaves of the street. The breeze was soothing, and the rows of hanging corpses swayed slowly.

Guo Jing's eyes swept over the corpses, and then retracted his gaze, "Uncle, let's go and see off the last emperor of the Jin Dynasty."

……

On the way to Lin'an, Yang Kang was confused and didn't know what to do in the future.

At this point in the situation, the Jin Dynasty was beyond salvation. The failure in the Battle of Xuzhou almost made them lose hope of a comeback. The surrender of their navy to the enemy and the military intervention of both Mongolia and the Song Dynasty completely sentenced them to death.

Wanyan Honglie staying in Jiankang would only delay some time. What would be the point of taking this group of civil and military officials to Lin'an?
Looking at the current Jin Kingdom, it has no soldiers, no generals, no money, and no food, and he doesn't know what to do.

The boat was drifting on the river. He came to the deck and looked at the lake with a slightly sad expression. The surrounding boats were tightly pressed together, but no ministers came to speak, because they could all see that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was in a bad mood.

Suddenly, Yang Kang's eyes widened and burst into a light of hope. A small boat appeared in his sight. On the bow sat a man, who was dressed in green, had a handsome face and elegant temperament. He sat on the bow holding a fishing rod, looking free and easy.

"Quick, come over and bring that gentleman up!"

He almost roared the order, and then the boat accelerated and the man came in front of him.

"No, I have seen you, sir."

After dismissing the people around him, Yang Kang immediately bowed to this person. Su Ming looked calmly, "Your Highness, I haven't seen you for many years. I hope you are well."

His appearance here was certainly not accidental.

He came to Jiangnan before the Battle of Xuzhou, but he never showed up and watched the overall situation coldly. It was not until the victory of the Battle of Xuzhou that he went to Lin'an because he guessed that the final end of the Jin Dynasty would be here.

Sure enough, he waited for Yang Kang here.

Yang Kang looked excited, as if he had seen a savior. "Sir, it was you who taught me back then that helped me get to where I am today. I will never forget your kindness. Now that the Jin Kingdom is in a critical situation, please teach me!"

Su Ming came to the room and sat on the stool. He said casually, "It seems that your father is ready to sacrifice his life for his country, so he arranged for you to go to Lin'an?"

Yang Kang's eyes were slightly red, "Sir, it is clear that my father does have this idea."

"Lin'an is indeed your last escape route. If you proclaim yourself emperor in Lin'an, Mongolia will surely attack you, and the Song will also be determined to seize the old capital of Lin'an. With these two tigers fighting, you may not be without a chance of survival."

"What do you mean, sir?" Yang Kang looked puzzled.

"If Mongolia and the Song Dynasty were at war, they would certainly not care about you. As for the Jin Kingdom, do you really think of yourself as the crown prince of the Jin Kingdom?" Yang Kang had a choice a long time ago, but he chose the Jin Kingdom and betrayed his identity.

But the focus of the Jin Dynasty is now on Wanyan Honglie. Even if he is struggling to survive in Lin'an, the enemy will not let him go. He cannot escape at all with his current identity.

Su Ming's purpose was not to save him, but to create a conflict of interest between the Song Dynasty and Mongolia.

Only conflict can justify the war and reduce Mu Huali's suspicion of Guo Jing. Now that both sides have started fighting, is it possible for them to join forces?
Of course, Mu Huali was not a fool. Even if he did not understand, the Han Chinese counselors around him would understand the meaning behind Guo Jing's recognition of Guo Rong as his ancestor. Su Ming's random move was just a waste of waste.

Calculating the time, Genghis Khan's Western Expedition is almost over, and there is not much time left for Guo Jing. It is still unclear whether he will die at the hands of the Western Xia princess as in history.

"Sir, I..."

Yang Kang had a ferocious look on his face, with a conflicted feeling in his heart. He didn't want to die, but he was also unwilling to give up his identity. Being a crown prince was such a lofty position. Fame and fortune had blinded his eyes, but at this juncture he was still hesitating.

Su Ming glanced at him and said no more. He flashed out of the cabin and stood on the small boat in the river the next moment. He did not move and the boat seemed to be pushed by a force and soon disappeared.

"Sir, sir?"

Yang Kang came to his senses and found that there was no one in the house. He shouted and attracted the soldiers guarding outside the door.

"Your Highness?"

"Nothing, you can leave now. Go and get the Prime Minister. I have something to discuss with you."

"As ordered!"

After the soldiers left, Yang Kang walked out of the room and looked at the calm river in the distance. He felt ruthless in his heart. A real man should not be eaten by five tripods when he is alive, and should be cooked by five tripods when he dies. He didn't want to be a descendant of the Yang family. He was the prince of the Jin Kingdom!
Even if Yang Tiexin jumped out and said that Yang Kang was his son at this time, no one would believe it. Who would believe that a destitute old man and a long-declined Yang family were related to the crown prince of Jin?
……

On the bow, Su Ming's mind sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.
Mirror Owner: Su Ming

World: The Legend of the Condor Heroes
Identity: Guo Jing's teacher

Origin of the World: 900,380

Degree of world collapse: 90.03 percent.

Number of time and space reflections captured: zero
Before we knew it, the world had already reached ninety percent collapse.

Closing the panel, Su Ming's eyes were dim. Destroying the Jin Kingdom was only the beginning. The Song Kingdom and Mongolia were what Guo Jing had to deal with later. But at this point, his fate had been completely reversed. In any case, even if he died, he would be a separate character in the history books. He would no longer be just the hero Guo who existed in the martial arts world but was lost in the war.

The same goes for Yang Kang. He will only die as the crown prince of Jin Dynasty and will no longer be an unknown figure in history. The fate of Huang Rong, Mu Nianci, Lu Guanying and Hua Zheng will also be rewritten.

After this battle, there will be a whole new world!

(End of this chapter)