Ancestors, please don't crawl out again.

Chapter 78: Tokyo Dream Record

Kaifeng.

There was chaos on the city wall.

The Right Inspector of the Marshal's Office of the Great Jin Capital, Da Yan, looked at the dazzling silver light outside the city in confusion.

It’s really messy!
He really didn't understand why an elite army suddenly appeared outside the city he was guarding?
Appearing out of thin air?
You have to understand that this was the rear of the Jin army, and behind the Jin army's heavily concentrated front lines. Even their commander-in-chief was still in the south, more precisely occupying Haozhou and Sizhou, maintaining their offensive against the Southern Song. In reality, the two sides had already completed the peace talks, but they hadn't yet signed a formal treaty. This was because Jin Wushu had only one demand: Yue Fei must die. He wouldn't sign unless Yue Fei died. He knew very well that while the Song army could defeat him defensively, if they attacked and he defended, Yue Fei was the only one he couldn't defeat.

If Yue Fei had not died, it would mean that the Song army still had the ability to recover the Central Plains.

It disappeared after Yue Fei died.

He could then rest assured to maintain the subsequent borders in accordance with the treaty.

In fact, he had long lost hope of going south to destroy the Song Dynasty. The current situation was actually close to that of the Song and Liao dynasties during the Treaty of Tanyuan. One side was certain that it had no ability to destroy the other side, and the other side, although certain that it could withstand the other side's attack, was also certain that it could not take the initiative to attack.

I can't fight anymore.

Then let’s negotiate.

We can't just stay like this.

But the difference in the Southern Song Dynasty was that there was another person here who had the ability to attack, but he needed the support of the emperor. If the emperor fully supported him, he would be able to recover the Central Plains.

But for various reasons, the emperor would rather give up the Central Plains than continue fighting.

But the opponent is not reassured.

With this person around, even if a peace treaty was signed, it would not change the fact that he had the ability to attack. Therefore, we cannot bet that the Southern Song Dynasty will abide by the peace treaty. After all, the peace treaty is just a piece of paper and it is easy to tear it up. Now the emperor is just too cowardly, and we cannot expect future emperors to be equally cowardly. Therefore, the safest thing to do is to kill this person. Without him, we can rest assured. Even if the Southern Song Dynasty wants to tear up the peace treaty, it will not be able to attack. Therefore, Jin Wushu wants Yue Fei to die.

It won't work even if everything is agreed upon. As long as we don't sign, the war will still be going on.

Then, in order to make Jin Wushu believe his sincerity in the peace talks, Zhao Gou actually killed Yue Fei.

But the problem now is that Yue Fei is dead, the emperor has changed, and the leader of the peace faction is also dead. Instead, the original pro-war faction has come to power. After Zhao Shen came to power, he recalled the pro-war combination of Zhao Ding and Zhang Jun. Han Shizhong, who had retired, has also been re-employed and has now arrived in Jiankang. After all, Zhang Jun is also dead, and someone has to suppress those generals of the Zhang family army.

What’s even more bizarre is that even gods came out.

What's happening here?
So at the moment, Jin Wushu doesn’t know what will happen next.

I can only watch first.

Fortunately, Yue Fei is already dead.

Han Shizhong was not afraid. At worst, he would just continue fighting.

However, outside his rear base, or even his headquarters, a dazzling silver light suddenly appeared. A massive, elite army was arrayed outside the current headquarters of the Great Jin's Yanjing branch office and the Great Jin's capital marshal's headquarters. Da Yan, who remained in Kaifeng, or what is now known as Bianliang, was bewildered as to how they had managed to penetrate the front lines maintained by hundreds of thousands of troops and march hundreds of miles on foot without being discovered.

Flying here?
Well, it really came flying.

A golden light pierced the sky from the silver and disappeared into the blue sky in an instant.

Before Da Yan could come to his senses, a terrifying roar came from above his head.

He looked up at the sky in astonishment.

A black dot rapidly grew larger in his field of vision.

The next moment, a black shadow flashed by, and at the same time, the city wall not far from him exploded.

The violent vibrations accompanied by horrific crashing sounds pushed the city wall aside like an earthquake. He even felt that the city wall under his feet jumped up, and the tower behind him actually jumped up and disintegrated in an instant. He fell down screaming in terror.

All around him fell down.

All were screaming in terror.

The dust from the collapsed city wall soon engulfed them.

But at the same time, a strange sound came from the city wall beneath him, which had just returned to calm.

Then he felt his body falling rapidly...

"boom!"

He and the city wall below him fell into the moat.

He crawled backwards like crazy and finally avoided being buried by the collapsed city wall.

Then, as if in a dream, he stood up, looking at the crumbling wall to his right and the charging enemy to his left. This Bohai man was completely stunned. Even though he was a renowned general of the Great Jin, the events that had unfolded in the blink of an eye still briefly froze his brain. It wasn't until the cry of a surviving Meng'an brought him back to reality that he grabbed the man's hand and hurried upwards. But at the same moment, with a terrifying roar, a black object flew over his head, carrying Meng'an's head away before crashing into the remaining portion of the wall.

He finally saw clearly.

This is a huge iron ball as big as a house.

The remains of the city wall were torn into pieces like paper.

The iron ball moved forward with terrifying kinetic energy, sweeping through the city, splashing mud, plowing a deep gully, and crushing everything it encountered. A group of soldiers who were rushing over were hit and turned into a strange thing stuck on it like crushed insects.

The big stick was trembling.

Pulling Meng'an, who had lost his head.

And a god in golden armor was hanging above the gap that had just been smashed in the city wall.

"Looking around, I see brothels and painted pavilions, embroidered windows and pearl curtains. Carved carriages compete to park in the streets, and fine horses race along the imperial roads. Gold and jade dazzle, and silks and satins waft in the air. New music and charming laughter fill the willow-lined streets and flower-filled alleys, and pipes and strings are tuned in teahouses and taverns."

Then he turned his head and looked at Da Yan with a strange smile.

"Can you tell me where the prosperity of the past has gone?"

He said.

Da Yan was still confused.

"Immortal Lord, this is Da Jian, a general under Jin Wushu!"

Yue Yun’s shout was heard from behind.

"Shit?"

Yang Feng looked at Da Yan with great interest as he drew his sword and prepared to fight.

The latter didn't bother to explain his name, and rushed towards Yue Yun with a knife in both hands. The latter stepped on the debris of the city wall that collapsed into the moat and rushed directly across the moat. The two collided with each other in an instant. Yue Yun smashed the iron hammer in his hand, and Da Yan raised the knife to block it, but with the collision of metal, the knife flew directly.

Immediately afterwards, Yue Yun's other hand brought down the iron spike, hitting Dajian's shoulder.

The latter fell to his knees with a scream.

At the same time, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

Yue Yun’s double iron spikes are actually nothing complicated, they are essentially two pistols.

But it's pure iron.

So it is more suitable to use as an iron rod.

But the spear head can also be used for stabbing, so it can also be called an iron spike. In fact, if you don't consider the spear head, calling it an iron hammer is also fine. The real iron hammer is a large iron rod with a thinner back that is easy to hold. This is actually an iron hammer with a spear head for stabbing. This thing hits people on the shoulder, and it really smashes the bone into the lungs. The kneeling Dajian spits blood and shakes his whole body. Then Yue Yun hits him with a second stick on the other shoulder. Then, he doesn't bother to deal with him anymore and rushes directly into the gap.

Behind them, soldiers in heavy armor swarmed past, holding various weapons.

Da Yan was knocked down directly, and then countless big feet stepped on him.

A melee in the city immediately broke out.

The Jin army retreated from the city wall and tried to retreat to the inner city, and engaged in a melee with the soldiers who entered the city. The latter's sturdy armor greatly protected them, especially the breastplate, which could block some bullets. The Jin army's weapons such as knives were completely useless, and even the bone balls might not be fatal.

However, most of the Jin army were also heavily armored. Although not as good as the Northern Expedition Army, it was enough to withstand swords and the like.

Both sides need heavy weapons to break through the defense.

Paddle swords, battle axes, maces, iron clubs, bone flails are all used, and the sword must be a two-handed long sword.

Especially the iron whip, mace, war hammer and even the two-handed pickaxe.

The clinking sound was like hammering iron.

This is a real fight between iron cans in the era of cold weapons.

A medley of iron-clad warriors, their armor clad only with their eyes visible, clashed furiously, slashing or rather, smashing at each other with their various weapons, their bodies clashing with steel. Some even collapsed on top of each other, piercing each other's armor with short spikes and bashing with bone-shaped mattocks. Due to the chaotic and hasty retreat of the Jin army, the Northern Expedition had no time to form a battle formation. The battle was a chaotic mess, and command was irrelevant. The armor on both sides was vastly different, so they attacked those who looked different. This was when the effectiveness of a top-tier general was apparent. Yue Yun, wielding two iron spikes, was unstoppable, practically paralyzing every Jin soldier who tried to stop him. He roared as he struck, a roar that had evidently been held back for a long time.

As he stepped on the enemy and moved forward, the veterans of Yue Family Army following behind him also continued to move forward.

They were like chisels that pierced the enemy's body, breaking through the enemy's defenses, slowly but firmly pushing the enemy away to complete the division of the enemy and expand the area of ​​control in the city.

Zhang Xian, who rushed in from another gap, led some soldiers to rush up the city wall.

Yang Feng made two holes.

His Fang Tian Hua Ji contained two oversized steel balls that were custom-made in modern times.

This prevents it from breaking.

One weighs five hundred tons.

Just find a steel mill and pour a batch of molten steel directly into the mold.

This is for smashing things.

They threw it down from a great height to create a gap, and because the force was so great, it also shook down the city wall outside the gap. Then they created another one horizontally. One of them rushed into the city after Yue Yun left, and Zhang Xian walked in front. The latter rushed to the city wall and quickly raised his bow and arrow, and started shooting the fleeing Jin army with his archers.

Some soldiers even turned their crossbows around and shot at the Jin army.

They are more accustomed to this.

More and more Northern Expedition soldiers entered the city.

The fight between the iron cans was also because Yue Yun, the fierce general, kept moving forward.

More people continued to pour in.

Zhang Xian led his subordinates up the city wall and moved forward along the wall, quickly shooting and killing the Jin soldiers along the way.

Of course, Yang Feng didn't participate. This kind of battle was child's play for him. From the sky, he gazed at the vast, yet shattered city before him. Once the world's most prosperous metropolis, it was now practically in ruins, countless broken walls, weeds and withered trees among the rubble. Over the past twenty years, the city had been ravaged by repeated wars. Those who could escape had fled, and only one in ten survived. Even the distant Imperial City was the same, just a collection of shattered walls. After all, the Jin army had no interest in repairing it.

however……

This is just the beginning of this city’s tragic fate!

Over the next two hundred years, the city would continue to suffer destruction again and again.

The Mongols destroyed the Jin Dynasty.

The great chaos at the end of the Yuan Dynasty.

Especially the great chaos at the end of the Yuan Dynasty.

This was not only the battlefield where the Red Turban Army and the Yuan Army fought a tug-of-war, but also the battlefield where the Yuan Army warlords fought each other.

In the 26th year of Zhu Yuanzhang's Hongwu reign, the population census of Henan Province showed a population of about one million. Twenty-six years after the restoration, the population of Henan Province was reduced to this number. During any period of confrontation between the North and the South, Henan Province was a place where bones were exposed in the wild. Kaifeng, as a core city that had to be fought for in all wars, was inevitably massacred in any war.

war.

A brief period of peace restoration.

Then another war.

Try to regain some strength and continue a new round of war.

"Tell the people in the city that I will destroy Kaifeng City. All the remaining residents must leave the city and wait for screening. As for those who don't want to leave the city, they will die inside!"

Yang Feng said.

Destroying it is best.

Then take away the remaining residents.

Take them directly to Yashan, and then lead them to fight back and rebuild their homes.

"I have to remind you that the ritual to open the artifact needs to be done in the Zhao family's old palace."

The so-called God said.

"Just these scraps? Just keep them. They don't take up much space. Besides, you can't blame me if they're destroyed in the war. It's not like we can't make do with the original site. What's the difference between this and ruins?"

Yang Feng said as he looked at the ruins of the imperial city in the distance.

Since that was the case, the so-called gods were no longer needed. The princess's dragon descended and began to drive out the hiding residents within the city. Their method was simple: using detectors, they would tear down any houses they found, and burn down any that refused to leave. However, by this time, most of the Jin army had already fled into the inner city. Yue Yun and Zhang Xian were still pursuing them with their soldiers, and the ground outside was littered with the remains of the dead and wounded. Because of the intermingling of wounded soldiers from both sides, Yang Feng couldn't initiate a large-scale absorption operation, so he had to poke them one by one, collecting a batch before releasing them.

Then, after these reborn soldiers realized that they could actually recover directly, they all howled as if they were injected with something and pounced towards the inner city like hungry tigers.

As for the city gate...

"I bow to thank you, Lord Yuan."

Yue Yun, who had already rushed to the city gate, knelt down excitedly and saluted the princess.

The latter waved his hand casually.

The dragon swung its tail suddenly, and the Jin army that was defending the city gate, along with the city wall, turned into pieces and flew into the sky. Then the dragon turned its head and spewed blue flames at the Jin army that was fleeing in fear on the city wall, and even swept across the city wall.

"Go!"

she says.

"Kill the golden dog!"

Yue Yun roared excitedly.

He held an iron spike in each hand and stretched them out to the left and right, rushing through the wreckage of the city gate in an instant.

Behind him, tin cans covered in blood swarmed in.

The collapsed Jin army fled like mad.

But these iron cans behind were like tireless machines, running wildly with the friction of steel, constantly catching up with the slower Jin army, and then swinging all kinds of weapons to smash them wildly, smashing the latter into rotten meat in a blink of an eye. Yue Yun was even in the front, and his two iron spikes were no match for him. He was covered in the blood of others and looked like a killing god.

(End of this chapter)