The majestic Yu Xing followed Monk Luo closely, serving as a flank cover. When he rushed into the enemy's queue, there were several jingling sounds in front of him. It was the sound of the crossbowman pulling out his dagger and stabbing his armor.
The momentum of the stabbing made him lean back slightly, but it did not slow down his movements. The dagger and short sword could not even penetrate the chest armor, let alone the extra mail armor on the inside of the armor. Yu Xing did not feel it at all. pain.
A Mongolian cavalryman saw Yu Xing's stumble and thought he could take advantage, so he rode towards him and was about to slash with his sword.
This extremely standard slashing action on horseback used to be the nightmare of many soldiers, including Yu Xing, but it is no longer the case. As an elite soldier of the Ding Navy, Yu Xing had trained countless times and tried in his dreams how to deal with them.
He faced the horse and advanced instead of retreating. He waved the heavy iron bone sword held in both hands and hit the horse's head under the cavalry. There was a loud "thud" sound, and the war horse fell to the ground whining. The Mongolian cavalry immediately jumped off the horse, but as soon as his feet landed on the ground, Yu Xing rushed forward and hit him again on the head. The Mongolians were originally wearing an iron helmet with a narrow rim and a pointed top. Now the entire tip was smashed into their skulls, killing them instantly.
As soon as the Mongolian cavalry died, several crossbowmen from Shuhu Gaoqi behind them all retreated.
Their surprised looks fell into Yu Xing's eyes, making him extremely happy.
Yu Xing's family elders have been part of the Yongtun garrison in the north of the Jin Kingdom for generations. Now they have all been killed in the battlefield, and not a single one is left. But Yu Xing was not afraid of fighting because of this. He kept telling himself that he could not dishonor the family tradition of bravery and martial arts!
The force that came to Zhongdu under the leadership of Monk Luo was selected from the best of the entire fixed navy. They were divided into four or five teams, and they took turns to advance forward. The soldiers in each team were wearing more than forty kilograms of armor, and they were like giants made of steel who kept moving forward. The weapons they used were also different from the ones they used during the raid just now. Instead, they used heavy knives, large axes, iron spears, maces and other weapons.
How could the small number of Mongolian cavalry scattered in the ranks of crossbowmen have thought that they would suddenly encounter such an enemy? They were no match at all, and they soon discovered that as long as they came close to fight, either people would be smashed away and chopped into pieces, or their horses would be smashed to death.
Not to mention, Monk Luo was the first to rush in and kill them, wielding his iron rod like a windmill. Wherever he went, the enemy's blood sprayed like rain. The dancing firelight in the distance reflected the huge figure of the monk roaring and charging under the rain of blood. There was no mercy at all, he was clearly an evil god!
So the Mongolian cavalry began to retreat and tried to take a detour to shoot.
While retreating, the Mongols fired a barrage of arrows. Their archery skills are all outstanding, but when the night is dark, it is too difficult to hit the gaps in the armor or the face. The officers and soldiers of the Ding Navy were constantly being hit by arrows, and there were constant clanging sounds from their armors, but their counterattack momentum was not hindered at all. Everyone took turns moving forward and continued to drive the enemy back.
However, without the support of the Mongols, Shuhu Gaoqi's men did not have the courage to confront the Dinghai navy soldiers. Thousands of people were retreating, unable to stop. For a while, an open space was vacated on Huichengmen Avenue, and the ground was full of dead people and dead horses.
Where did such strong soldiers come from! Who are these people?
Wanyan Xianlie stared blankly as the tide of steel crashed into the tide of beasts. He accidentally lost strength in his hand and dropped the emperor, who weighed more than 100 kilograms, to the ground.
Monk Wanyan Chen suddenly turned his head and glared at Zhang Rou. His reaction was quicker.
The one who will rush to the rescue at this time must be a partner who can depend on each other for life and death. There have been rumors in the court that although Zhang Rou and Miao Daorun were both officials in the Central Government, they had always kept in touch with the evil tiger of Ding Haijun. It is true! These people are the iron pagoda soldiers of Ding Haijun!
Monk Wanyan Chen's father, Wanyan Qige, was an ordinary Jurchen soldier. Because of his bravery in fighting against the Song people, he was awarded the title of Tongzhi Jiezhou Military, and he died in the battle. When he was young, he joined the army in Fengzhou, suffered a lot, and gained a lot of knowledge.
He knew how the Jurchens' high-ranking officials drank the blood of their soldiers and how they pushed and oppressed the lower-class soldiers. He knew that the army under the command of such a general was simply in shambles. So when the court heard that Guo Ning's Dinghai navy could defeat the Mongols repeatedly, his first reaction was curiosity.
Now his curiosity was satisfied.
Guo Ning was indeed a commander deeply feared by the emperor, and he was very capable. He himself was defeated by the Tatar Khan and retreated all the way, but he could still leave such a strong and high-spirited soldier in Zhongdu!
It's a pity that this fight was a bit too loud. If the emperor's wild screams just attracted the enemy's attention, the dispatch of the Tiefutu soldiers now will make the enemy 100% sure that the group in front of them is the real important target in Zhongdu City, and a larger number of The pursuers will arrive soon!
When he thought of this, Monk Luo also withdrew his troops and urged everyone: "Go quickly! Go quickly!"
When the battle broke out, Mu Huali had already stepped through the dense corpses on the road and entered Zhongdu. But he did not see Shuhu Gaoqi.
A considerable part of Shuhu Gaoqi's troops were trapped in the palace, and they entered the palace along the splendid palace and plundered wantonly. Many soldiers rushed through two or three palace gates, and then dispersed to chase the maids and concubines; some even had their armor still on their upper bodies, but had stripped off their lower bodies, unwilling to waste any time to let off steam.
This approach is the normal behavior of rebel soldiers. But Shuhu Gaoqi already regarded himself as the King of Yan, and regarded Zhongdu Palace as his territory. The rebels are messing around in King Yan's house, and they may even bully the beauty King Yan is about to fall in love with. That is what is unbearable.
Shuhu Gaoqi was furious about this and rushed into the palace with his own soldiers, vowing to restore order. This former minister of the Great Jin Kingdom and Marshal of Pingzhang Political Affairs had gained the emperor's trust in the past few months. He had been recruited into the inner palace several times to discuss matters, and he wanted to come and get familiar with the people. But he didn't know how he would face the prince and concubines in the palace.
Mu Huali didn't care about such trivial matters.
He had long decided to firmly control Daxing Mansion, the central capital, in the hands of the Mongols, so Shuhu Gaoqi could not become King of Yan at all. In this case, why not let him be proud for a while?
The commander-in-chief of the Mongolian army, with a group of Nak'er and his generals, walked north along the palace wall. When passing through Tongyuan, he suddenly reined in his horse and listened to the sounds of killing in the north. After listening for a long time, he looked around at the generals and laughed: "The Tanma just now was right. There are hundreds of Jurchen elites there, who are very good at fighting. It seems that the Jurchen emperor is really there."
Everyone joined in and laughed.
Zhongdu is definitely going to change hands. If the general trend is like this, what can the hundreds of elite Jurchens do? It is obviously such a big country, with hundreds of millions of people under its rule and countless armies, but it expects a few hundred people to protect the emperor. Isn't that ridiculous?
Previously, Mu Huali decided to raid Zhongdu, but not everyone among the Mongolian Nayans around him agreed. Mu Huali is also very aware of their selfish motives, because the failure of Genghis Khan will definitely bring about changes in the grassland situation. The more powerful Na Yan is, the more anxious he is to return to the grassland to control the headquarters and welcome the turmoil.
But at this time, the Jurchens' country was really as fragile as he said. Their city defense looked extremely strong, but in fact it collapsed! The Jurchen emperor was as cowardly as a pig, and actually abandoned the palace and ran away!
As long as we catch this pig-like emperor, the battle will be won. It is impossible to calculate how many benefits the people following Mu Huali will gain after this incident, and what kind of rewards they will receive from the Great Khan afterwards!
Who would doubt Mu Huali's vision?
As soon as Mu Huali finished speaking, more than a dozen commanders and centurions surrounding him, and even dozens of Khitan generals in the outer circle all bowed down and said, "We are willing to catch this pig!"
Mu Huali ordered a Mongolian captain: "Take the people and entangle them as much as possible. I want to hear the fighting all the time."
The Mongolian shouted to his subordinates in a loud voice and rode away.
Mu Huali ordered another Mongolian commander, and then more than ten Khitan generals: "Don't get entangled in the city, draw out the cavalry from each department, go around outside the city...and then block them in the city gate. , kill everyone except the emperor. I want to capture that emperor and dedicate him to the Great Khan!"
A group of people urged their horses to gallop out.
Mu Huali ordered two more Mongolian captains: "Shuhu Gaoqi has entered the palace, I'm afraid he won't be able to get out for a while. You two allocate your manpower to collect the rebels in the city, don't worry about anyone. Tomorrow morning, I will Seeing that Shuhu Gaoqi has become the empty marshal, all the military power in Zhongdu is in our hands!"
Although these two men could not take the credit for capturing the emperor, Mu Huali did them a favor by letting them seize military power. The two captains laughed and hurried away.
At the same time, Guo Ning shook the reins lightly and turned the horse's head.
To the north of the wilderness, fires were rising everywhere in Zhongdu City, almost dyeing the sky red, and the huge city was as bright as a black silhouette under the red light. Guo Ning turned his back to the red sky and said to the knights around him: "It's difficult to travel at night. Ni and his team are going to investigate, and the others can rest for a while!"
