"You know? Then what, how..." Since we know there is still a war, why do we relax so much?
Zhao Fang was a little confused. If all these people in front of him were his subordinates, he would have already rushed towards them to shout and question them, but he would ignore them and leave with a matter-of-fact expression.
When everyone was about to return to the general's flag, Ni Yi asked: "Then what is Mr. Zhao Fang talking about?"
"He said that the Jurchens still have available troops in the city and are about to counterattack now."
"Hmph..." Ni Yi was not surprised, and only exhaled heavily through his nostrils: "Just now, he was the one who harmed Li Erlang and others by colluding with the Jurchens, and he is the one who is selling well now! As expected, these Song people are all They are all human beings!" The generals nodded: "It's just right to fight in front of them to let them know what a strong soldier in the world is." Ni Yi looked at the generals and chuckled twice: "Don't worry about those , Just keep an eye on these two officials of the Song Dynasty. In the future, the Duke will use them."
"Don't worry!" The generals gave Ni Yi a military salute, turned back, and continued to glare at Zhao Fang. Zhao Fang was looking forward to it, wondering if there would be any words coming from this, but in the end, no words were heard, and he just stared.
He stepped forward and opened his mouth. Before he spoke, Najiang waved his hands and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, we can win no matter how many Jurchens come!" Zhao Fang stepped back and couldn't help but said: "Have you been prepared? Guo Ning rushed into the fire scene, these cavalry looked loose, what preparations are there?" Xuan Zhen beside him couldn't help but shake his head.
"Yanzhi, please don't talk too much and wait patiently... Maybe the navy has never paid attention to the power of the Jurchens from the beginning to the end!"
"This is too much to say. The fire is still burning in the city, and tens of thousands of people are still fighting outside the city. How dare Ding Haijun be so arrogant?" At this point, Zhao Fang's expression suddenly became serious, and he thought for a long time. He overturned his own words: "Maybe, it's not necessarily arrogance." Xuan Zhen, who was beside him, frowned, thought for a long time, and said, "Yeah, maybe it's not necessarily arrogance." Lin'an was on the road, and he usually regarded Ding Haijun as Viewed as a military group that usurped power by force, the cronies of Prime Minister Shi's family occasionally joked in private, comparing Guo Ningfang to Emperor Taizu of the Song Dynasty during the Chenqiao Mutiny.
Emperor Taizu's virtue, benevolence, and filial piety are naturally beyond the reach of a humble warrior like Guo Ning, but when it comes to martial prowess... Xuanzhen has recently inquired about many stories about the rise of Ding Haijun, and he also knows about the great warrior who was defeated by Guo Ning. Mongolia is so terrible.
It was a behemoth that unified the entire grassland and drove countless tribes like dogs. The Liao Dynasty was no more than that. Moreover, they went south several times, killing hundreds of thousands of Jin troops!
Such a powerful enemy was defeated by Guo Ning at the gate of Zhongdu City. After that, he did not even dare to establish a foothold on the grassland and took his tribe to flee to the far west.
Such deeds were recorded at the time of Emperor Taizu of the Song Dynasty. After Emperor Taizu sent troops to Chenqiaoyi, he first destroyed the Northern Han Dynasty, then defeated Yelu Shulu, swept half of the grassland, solved the border troubles in the north, and then returned to wear a yellow robe!
If the military force of the Ding Navy reaches this level, what will happen to the mood of Guo Ning's officers and men? What happens to faith?
Xuan Zhen went from Shandong to Tianjin, and then followed the army south from Tianjin and entered Kaifeng. For dozens of days along the way, he could feel the strong confidence of the Ding navy officers in their own force.
Therefore, he felt a huge threat, and then conveyed the meaning of Shi Xiang, prompting Zhao Fang's troops and the Jurchens to cooperate.
Just now he watched Ding Haijun's iron cavalry and light cavalry crash through the Song army's ranks and march straight into Kaifeng, and his feelings became even more real.
I'm afraid Ding Haijun has never paid attention to the Kaifeng court, and they have never doubted their victory.
It's just that since Guo Ning's rise, he likes to decide the outcome in one battle; they hope to fight continuously in a short period of time and completely annihilate the power of the Kaifeng court, so they use various strategies to create the situation in front of them.
All the battles in the past few days are being determined by the navy budget. Guo Ning treats the battlefield as a millstone, hoping that the Jurchens will shed all their blood under the millstone so that he can change the dynasty with peace of mind!
The truth is this. Zhao Fang still feels a little unbelievable when he thinks about the situation at hand.
"But, but...are they just relaxing like this? The Jurchens in Kaifeng City fight to the death, and they can still mobilize at least 10,000 people! If Li Ting's troops are still there, then that's it, Li Ting's troops have all been captured. Fire, do they really look down on the Jurchens so much?" In just half an hour, Zhao Fang suddenly stood on the side of the Jurchens and sometimes on the side of Ding Haijun. He was worried on both sides and had to weigh both sides. He felt dizzy for a while. dizzy.
While Zhao Fang and Xuan Zhen were discussing, more than 300 people mobilized by Ni Yi had already poured into the fire scene and rushed to Guo Ning's side.
Guo Ning wiped the sweat with the back of his dusty hands and waved to everyone: "You're just in time, let's continue heading north." An officer saluted Guo Ning, then leaned close to him and whispered: "My lord, Kaifeng The defenders are moving."
"Oh?" Guo Ning put his hands on his hips, thought for a moment, and then laughed: "That's a good thing. The defenders are moving, which means that the Jurchens cannot set off a second fire. As for the specific movements of the defenders, you don't have to worry... …It’s already been planned.”
"yes."
"Come on, follow me and continue to save people!" Guo Ning took a step, and hundreds of people quickly followed and continued to run towards the raging fire.
At the same time, King Sui, who was in the inner city of Kaifeng, put on a full set of imperial military uniforms, stood majestically on the tower of Zhuque Gate, and leaned down to look down.
What hurried out in the emperor's sight were the last mobile forces of the Kaifeng imperial court, the command of Jianwei Commander Aotun Orib and the commando of Chikou Commander Wanyan Apai.
The two armies totaled 14,000 men. At this time, excluding the Han'er who were considered unreliable, half of them were dispatched, totaling 7,000 men.
Seven thousand people, with their flags and flags down, came out of the Zhuque Gate, and then detoured from the east side of the old site of the Daxiangguo Temple, intending to go straight to the Nanxun Gate. While sealing the city gate, they pressed the Dinghai navy entering the city into the fire.
At this time, all the soldiers in the army knew that Duke Guo Ning of Zhou personally led his troops into the city. As long as he disinfected this beast, the world of Dajin would be restored to peace.
In order to boost morale, the emperor took private money to reward the entire army, and announced that after killing Guo Ning, the reward would be a hundred times greater; whoever could take Guo Ning's head would be immediately promoted to marshal.
With such good expectations, the Seven Thousand Gold Soldiers were in high spirits and marched quickly. After all, they are the local snakes in Kaifeng City. While marching quickly, they are constantly getting feedback from the spies in front.
The latest spies said that Zhou Guogong Guo Ning was worried about Li Ting's safety and personally led people into the fire scene. At this time, there were only a thousand cavalry guarding the city gate, and hundreds more were sent to monitor the Song people.
Aotun Orib and Wanyan Apai were both overjoyed when they heard this. They both said: "Tian Zhuo and Hou Zhi, the two Han ministers, often play tricks and tricks, but they have some use." However, in front of them, there is something useful. This was the last chance for the Kaifeng court, and the two of them did not dare to act rashly.
The army rushed to the vicinity of the Xiangguosi Bridge. They found a large number of Song troops collecting water in front of them. The two men quickly ordered their troops to hide. They took more than ten soldiers to look forward under the cover of buildings and fireworks.
Along with the two of them, there was another captain, Captain Wanyan Xielie of Anping. Previously, Wanyan Xielie was seriously injured in a battle with the Song people and was unable to continue commanding the battle. He had to return to Kaifeng in advance to recuperate, and handed over the troops to the leadership of monk Wanyan Chen.
At this moment, the Kaifeng court was about to launch the final attack. Wanyan Xielie volunteered and accompanied him with his bodyguard.
He is a well-known fierce general among the Jurchens. Even if he is injured, others do not dare to underestimate him. Otun Orib narrowed his eyes and stared at the direction of the bridge for a while, then asked: "The people of Song Dynasty are the most unfaithful. It seems that they are standing together with the rebel army again. We don't have to hold back, just rush over. ?" Wanyan Apai nodded and looked back at Wanyan Xielie: "What do you think, Brother Guoqi? Let's go and kill him?" Wanyan Xielie bent down and passed behind a section of broken walls and walked away Go behind Aotun Ulib and Wanyan Apai.
The two people quickly moved to the left and right, leaving room for Wanyan to look forward sideways. Wanyan Xilie stood between the two of them, stopped for a moment, and suddenly drew his sword.
The blade of a foot or two inches completely penetrated Otun Orib's neck and emerged from the other end.
Otun Orib suddenly burst into blood and fell to the ground dead. Wanyan A Pai was stunned for a moment, then shouted angrily and drew the knife with his backhand.
Wanyan Xielie didn't have time to pull out the knife from Otun Orib's neck, so he directly pressed Wanyan Apai's hand to prevent him from drawing the knife out of its sheath.
"What are you going to do? Are you going to rebel? Are you betraying King Sui? Aren't you a Jurchen?" Wanyan Apai asked in a hissing voice, but he was no match for Wanyan's slanting arm strength and was unable to pull out the sword.
So he simply stepped forward, hugged Wanyan Xielie, and pushed him down. The two rolled on the ground and punched each other.
Wanyan Xielie took a punch in the face and was about to explode. His vision was filled with blood, but he successfully pressed his knee on Wanyan Apai's back, then grabbed his opponent's neck and piled up the debris on the ground. Bricks and tiles crashed violently.
After one bump, Wanyan Apai's shouts stopped; after two bumps, the sound of broken bones was heard. Wanyan Xianlie continued to press his head and hit it three or four times. The two bricks on the ground were broken. Half of Wanyan's head was like a rotten watermelon. The crispy skin of the melon was splashed everywhere, and the juice and juice inside were splashed everywhere. The pulp of the melon flows out.
The wound under Wanyan Xielie's ribs burst open due to the struggle, and the blood came out of the bandage, staining half of his body red.
He fell to the ground and turned to look behind him. He saw the soldiers of Otun Orib and Wanyan's platoon were shocked and tried their best to save him, but they were blocked by his guards, and there was a melee on both sides.
Wanyan sneered twice and shouted loudly: "What a fight! Your captain is dead! I came to take Kaifeng on the orders of Zhou Guogong Guo Ning!"
