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Chapter eight hundred and fortieth: the end of the hero

Chapter 840: The End of the Hero

The ox horn sounded, the snow flew, and a loud roar broke out under the city in the thick fog. Countless Jin soldiers rode out, galloping under the city wall with their bows and arrows, and shooting towards the city head like the wind.

The troops who had already prepared were also flocking to the army under the Jurchens' pressure, and launched an offensive to Dading City with a ladder.

The Huihui cannon has been set up, and huge rocks have crossed half an arc in the air, smashing towards Dading hard.

The Jin army's siege began again.

On the top of the city wall, a battalion official calmly and issued a counterattack order.

In an instant, countless figures flashed behind the female wall. They raised their crossbows, their eyes firmly, pressed down on the Jikuan, and hissed... The crossbow arrow shot out, and a rain of arrows fell in the air.

After a team of crossbowmen finished shooting, they immediately retreated. The next team of crossbowmen had filled the crossbow arrows and shot quickly.

In order to increase the frequency of shooting, a captain has already proposed this kind of shooting office. The entire bow and meow crossbow camp is composed of three teams, the first team is shooting, the second team is loaded, and the third team is responding. In this way, the crossbow arrows on the city wall are shot like locusts. The interval is just a blink of an eye. The countless crossbow arrows are shot overwhelmingly on the Jurchen archers. The Jurchen archers running back from the city fall and wail.

When Pi Jun saw this situation, he was already timid. If it weren't for the Jurchens in the back team, Wanyan Aguda had already issued an order to take a step back and kill without mercy, I was afraid Pi Jun would have turned around and escaped. The text is provided by Tieba friends, first published, and the text is for learning and communication only. Please do not use it for commercial purposes. If necessary, please purchase the genuine version.

Just at this moment, a roar suddenly came from the city tower, and more than 40 artillery pieces set up on the city tower made a loud noise. Even the city wall seemed to be unable to withstand the huge recoil force, and dust fell down.

The flowering bullets fell directly into the dense camp of the army. After the smoke of gunpowder filled, countless broken arms and limbs emitted a strong smell. The morale of the army fell to the bottom of the valley. Someone had already begun to run away with his head in his arms. The Jin army in the team made a shout of pricking into the eardrums like a flock of sheep. They killed more than 30 retreating army and suppressed the formation.

A team of reserve teams of Liao army and refugees also appeared on the city wall. They carried huge rocks, tinder oil, and rolled wood, and smashed directly under the city. The ladder that set up the city wall was overturned by them.

The battle became more and more intense, but compared to the fact that the Jin army's offensive today was obviously worse than before. Wanyan Aguda watched the battle and couldn't help but sigh. The defense of Dading Mansion was airtight, and it was a fantasy to try to capture it in an anxious manner. However, the time given to the shaman god was obviously not much. Although he knew that doing so was just a meaningless sacrifice, Wanyan Aguda had to continue with his teeth.

The function of the artillery was reflected at this time. The morale of the army had already fallen to the bottom. Under the storm of the artillery, panic spread immediately. More and more army soldiers began to retreat, and the Jurchen cavalry in the rear team continued to suppress, but their effectiveness became lower and lower.

Wanyan Aguda clenches his eyebrows, his eyes flashing with helplessness and anger. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and suddenly screamed: "Suxa!"

"King..." A ten thousand men came out from behind.

Wanyan Aguda said mercilessly: "Take your warriors and attack the city!"

Suksa said without hesitation: "Yes."

As he rode his horse to his army, Suksa said viciously: "Drop off!"

More than 7,000 Jurchen cavalry were dropped one after another, and then they set up ladders, rushing towards the city wall like a flood peak.

The morale of the Jurchens was obviously much higher. Under their leadership, the Paijun finally stabilized his position. A series of ladders were built in the endless rain of arrows. On the ladders, dense figures began to climb. Rolling wood and huge rocks fell. The people on the ladders made waves of wail. Some ladders were overturned by the Song army on the city wall. The entire ladder was turned over. The Jurchens climbing on the ladders made the final wail.

The Song army began to concentrate on shooting the enemies under the city with crossbows, and a large amount of tinder oil poured down. Then the torch fell, and with a bang, the huge flames began to burn. The cruelty of the war was beyond everyone's expectations, including the Song army and the Jin army. Occasionally, the Jurchens would kill the city walls, and reserve teams organized by the lieutenant drove them down without hesitation. Once the Jurchens appeared, all the crossbowmen would yell unconsciously: "Captain, where is the lieutenant!"

The little chaos immediately stabilized after a loud response: "The lieutenant came first."

Everyone was already red in their eyes, and more and more lieutenants wearing iron-shelled Fanyang hats were running back and forth on the city wall. Their appearance organized the entire city wall into a flesh-and-blood Great Wall, leaving the Jurchens with no other choice.

The Jurchens were sadly aware that the enemies they faced were not simple. When they were dealing with the Khitans, once the Jurchens climbed the city wall, the Liao army began to panic, out of fear of the Jurchens from the bottom of their hearts. But it is obvious that the Song army is completely different now. These people are extremely tenacious. As soon as the Jurchens who climbed the city landed, countless people held their swords and killed them head-on.

Later, the Jin army's subordinates were completely withdrawn and replaced with the fallen Jurchen cavalry. Tens of thousands of Jurchens climbed the city frantically, braved the rain of arrows and artillery fire, like ants stuck to sugar cubes, densely packed.

Zhou Chu personally led a team of lieutenants to climb the city tower and shouted: "I'm in the city!"

"I'm in the city!" In every corner, countless people burst out loud, the golden men went crazy, and the navy went crazy. When a large number of Jurchens climbed up the city wall, there were fierce battles and killing everywhere. When a person fell down, a second and a third person immediately took over their position. The deceased's last wail was not a wail, but a last instructor... Kill!

The fierce battle lasted until noon, and the Jin army's offensive gradually slowed down. Countless people in the city flocked to deliver wine and food to reward the soldiers. When things reached this point, everyone's honor, disgrace, life and death were completely placed on this city wall, and on these defenders who were frozen and hungry on their faces. No one wanted to experience the second time of the Jurchens' oppression. This spontaneous reward for the army was more sincere than ever.

In the afternoon, the wind and snow gradually became lighter, and the Jurchens could not wait to blow the horn. When the bigger offensive began, the captains from other sections of the city wall rushed to the front. With the rumbling of cannons, everyone went crazy on the city wall.

A long knife like an ice cone stabbed into the body, and with bloody eyes, he greedily glanced at the silver-covered world for the last time. A captain fell down and shouted: "Revenge!"

"revenge!"

Responding to the roars continued.

The wind and snow were still there, and there were corpses that were unclear on the city wall. When night fell, the Jin army finally withdrew like a tide.

Wanyan Agu had a blue face, and he was alone, as if between heaven and earth, only his desolate human figure was left. His whole body was frozen blue and purple, his whole body was stiff and motionless, and his warm hat was covered with layers of snow on his head and was indifferent.

Those still sharp eyes emitted a ruthless cry, like a hungry wolf, roaring in the wilderness: My iron cavalry is invincible; my blade finger is invincible; I am the sea Dongqing soaring in the white mountains and black waters; I am the king on the grassland. How could a group of southerners, a group of southerners stop me!

Wanyan Aguda finally sighed and returned to the camp with disbelief, a hint of suspicion, and a reluctance.

The morale of the Jin army was consumed by the blowing of wind and snow and the futile siege. When night fell, the weather became colder. The frozen golden men hugged each other and kept warm in the tent without any sound.

There was no warm fur, and the food and fodder began to be short of food and fodder. The army began to kill horses, naturally, starting with the army, and then the Jin army, with war horses cut down by their masters in the snow, making the final whine.

Wanyan Aguda in the big tent seemed to be ten years older. He had a very irritable temper and no one dared to get close to him.

At this moment, an urgent report came. Wanyan Aguda received the urgent report, and then his whole body trembled, and grief flashed in his eyes: "Call the generals!"

He gritted his teeth and made a sound. The text of this article was provided by Tieba friends and was first published. The text is for learning and communication only. Please do not use it for commercial purposes. If necessary, please purchase the genuine version.

The generals made a purchase, their faces were tense. Wanyan Aguda's eyes glanced through the tent, kicked the table in front of him, waved his fists, and said frantically: "Linhuang Mansion fell!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment. Linhuang Mansion was gone and Jin Kingdom was over...

This was the first idea. Just as Emperor Tianzha lost Linhuang Mansion, the Liao Kingdom collapsed and even though it was still surviving, the Liao people had been established for hundreds of years and had a deep foundation. However, for the Jin Dynasty, the fall of Linhuang Mansion was a Jurchen who had no foundation at all and was dominant by killing, I was afraid that it would not be much better than the Liao people.

What's more, once the Linhuang Mansion falls, the Empress Dowager, the royal family, nobles and even the families of everyone present will be enough to make people worry.

Someone breathed a sigh of relief and then burst into tears. The crying began to spread, and there were continuous crying sounds throughout the tent.

Even these jackals have everything they cherish, including parents, wives and children. Now, the Song army has broken all their hopes and captured Linhuang, which not only caused the Jin Dynasty to collapse, but also hit the weakness of the Jurchens and completely collapsed.

Wanyan Aguda's face was gloomy and calm. As the generals cried, a few tears couldn't help but fall in his eyes. His mother, his concubines, and his children were now all in the hands of the Song people. Even if they were heartless, they couldn't help but cry out.

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