The Song army climbed up the city wall, joined the Eastern Liao army, and smashed thunderbolts all the way along the south wall. The artillery also fired at the right time. Earth and rocks were flying on the south wall, and gunpowder smoke filled the air. The Mongolian army suffered heavy casualties and had to retreat to the west wall. Some Mongolian troops were forced to flee under the city wall due to the damage caused by the Song army's firearms.
The Song army, which controlled the south city wall, continued to advance towards the west wall. Artillery fired one after another on the city wall. The Mongolian army suffered heavy casualties, and the Song army's grenadiers followed.
With the loud sound of artillery and thunderous bombardment, the Song army kept moving forward. On the bare city wall, the Mongolian army had nowhere to hide, leaving wounded and corpses all over the ground. They continued to retreat. After the south city wall, the west Half of the city wall was also occupied by the Song army. The Mongolian army piled up earth bags around the west city gate tower, mounted small cannons, and fired arrows to compete with the Song army on the city wall.
"Don't panic, everyone!"
On the east city wall, the commander of the Eastern Liao Army, Yelu Haogu, looked gloomy. He shouted loudly to the anxious subordinates on the wall:
"Brothers, I have surrendered to the Song Dynasty, and I am at odds with the Tatar army. Brothers, just guard the east wall. Anyone who dares to disobey military orders will suffer the same fate as them!"
Under the light of the fire, on the ground in front of him, dozens of bloody corpses were seen. They were the Mongolian warlords in the army, as well as several rebellious generals such as Aosuhai and Chalahai.
"Yelu Aigu, the Great Khan has treated you badly, are you going to rebel?"
As soon as Yelvdu stabbed another supervisor, Xiao Shan, who was behind him, slashed Yelvdu stabbed down with a sharp knife. Xiao Shan followed up with a few more vicious stabs, and Yelvdu stabbed his body apart, and blood flowed all over the ground.
"Have you seen that, anyone who disobeys General Yelu's military orders will die!"
Xiao Shan's eyes were ferocious and he roared angrily.
The composition of the Dongliao Army is complex, and there are many die-hard elements loyal to Wokuotai. They must be killed to stabilize the morale of the army.
"We all listen to General Yelu!"
Sure enough, a pile of bloody corpses was in front of them, and there was no more voice of resistance.
"Brothers, you have all seen how powerful the Song Army is. If you join the Song Army, all the brothers can survive, and the family can live a good life! You are not afraid of death yourself, but you must also think about your parents, wives, children, and children at home. You said, is not it?"
Yelu Aigu's words reached the hearts of all the soldiers, and they all shouted.
"Brothers, listen to General Yelu!"
"Listen to General Yelu!"
Everyone wants to live. Don't say that Yelu Gugu didn't take the lead in the rebellion. Most of the soldiers in the army had already lost their will to fight.
"good!"
Yelu Haegu felt much more stable and shouted loudly:
"Brothers, guard the west wall. No one can come in except the Song Army. Anyone who breaks in will be killed without mercy!"
It was almost dawn. There was no need to take risks at this time. The battlefield was left to the Song Army.
In the Imperial Palace of Yanjing City, now the barracks of the Mongolian army, Yanjing Guards General Kou Wenbuhua had just fallen asleep when he was awakened by the sounds of killing and the explosion of firearms outside.
"What's going on outside? Is there internal strife between the Han Army and the Eastern Liao Army?"
The oral temperature does not change and the gas does not come out in one place.
I just came back from Wenrou Township and was woken up before I fell asleep. I really wanted to kill these troublemaking thieves.
"Marshal, the Song army entered the city from the south gate and has now occupied the three walls of the south, east and west. They are now fighting with our army. It looks like the situation is not good."
The guard's report made Kou Wenbuhua stunned for a long time, and then he burst out with hatred.
"Zhang Hongyan is such a weakling that he considers a thief as his father. It's so shameless! It's so shameless!"
The Song people killed Zhang Hongyan's father, how could he surrender to the Song people? These Han people are full of tricks. Are there such shameless people in the world?
"Marshal, Yelu Aigu at the East City Wall seems to have rebelled. There was a battle at the top of the city, but nothing happened on the East City Wall. The Song Army did not attack the East City Wall at all."
The guard was cautious and stunned for a moment, but calmed down.
"Is Simon still in Temutai's hands?"
Guowen Buhua asked in a deep voice.
"Back to Marshal, there is still fighting on the west city wall, and the west city gate should still be in the hands of our army!"
The guard's answer made Kouwen Buhua feel at ease, and he made a decision immediately.
"The city of Yanjing cannot be defended anymore! Inform Yelu Chucai and order the entire army to break out from the west gate!"
Zhang Hongyan and Yelu Guigu each have 30,000 Han troops in their hands. These two men are responsible for two city walls. If they both surrender to the enemy, can Yanjing City still be defended?
At dawn, the west gate of Yanjing City opened wide, and countless Mongolian troops poured out of the city gate, both on foot and on horseback. Many of the Mongolian troops looked panicked. They crossed the moat like a tide and fled to the northwest.
There were tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry leaving the city. This time the flood was released, and the mountains and plains were filled with black water. For a time, the wilderness outside the west city was filled with people and horses, and the sky was full of people.
It was already dawn, and three miles outside the west gate of Spectacle City, there were still blazing torches. The Song army was in great formation, and each artillery carriage was ready. The gunners were loading ammunition one after another. The muzzles of the guns were pointed directly at the swarming Mongolian army. The countless black muzzles made the Mongolian soldiers frightened.
The Mongolian infantry and cavalry poured out of the moat one after another. Among the cavalry, Kou Wenbuhua and other Mongolian generals looked at the Song army's formation in front of them, and everyone was panicked. They all knew in their hearts that after leaving Yanjing City, they might not have a chance to come back.
The Mongolian cavalry led the way, and before they could reach the front of the Song army's formation, hundreds of artillery pieces in the opponent's camp suddenly opened fire. Thick smoke spewed out, and hundreds of solid iron balls screamed out, hitting the Mongolian cavalry head-on and face-to-face. Broken bones and tendons were broken, blood and flesh flew everywhere, the war horse fell to the ground, and the horse and foot fell countless times.
The Song army's artillery roared continuously, and the iron balls and iron pellets tilted like a tide, continuously, and the Mongolian infantry and cavalry were killed and wounded in pieces, and hills of various sizes soon piled up. The wounded and corpses of men and horses coexisted, and the ground was full of blood.
Nearly 10,000 Song Army firecrackers lined up in five rows. They held their firecrackers flat and aimed their black barrels at the surging tide of Mongolian troops.
"shooting!"
After the officer gave the order, the gunmen in the first row pulled the triggers one after another.
"shooting!"
Amid the officer's shouts, the gunners in the second row stepped forward, pulled the trigger, and started the second round of volley fire.
The sound of fire cannons continued, and a wall of smoke rose up in the Song Army's formation. The surging Mongolian cavalry fell over and over again, but could not break through the Song Army's fire cannon formation.
The Mongolian army was on a life-and-death front line, sacrificing life and death, and kept charging forward. The Mongolian army in front suffered numerous casualties, but the Mongolian cavalry in the rear swept northward.
The Song army's artillery fired, and the Mongolian cavalry headed north. They distanced themselves and beat the horses desperately. There were also countless unrided horses all over the mountains and fields to attack the Song army's formation. Finally, they were allowed to follow the two Song army camps in the northwest. The emptiness rushed out, and thousands of riders rushed out.
The Song Army's cavalry, which had been waiting for a long time in the west, immediately followed up and swept away.
The Song cavalry fired their bows and crossbows, and the Mongolian cavalry kept falling off their horses. The Mongolian cavalry fired arrows backward while moving forward. This was their accustomed tactical play, but it had little effect in the face of the sophisticated armor and protective gear of the Song cavalry.
The number of Song cavalry was much greater than that of the Mongolian cavalry. They kept firing arrows, flying all over the sky, blocking out the sun. The Mongolian cavalry kept falling along the way, and the number of cavalry dropped sharply, so that they had to give up turning around to shoot, and with the help of superb The knights whipped their horses wildly and fled to the northwest.
Crossbows and arrows were all over the sky, and many people and horses were shot down without any hesitation. Their bodies were full of arrows, like hedgehogs. Temutai did not dare to rescue him, so he beat his horse with all his strength, crossed the hill, quickly put on another horse, and fled in a hurry.
This is a war with no suspense. The technical and tactical skills of both sides are not at the same level. One side is far ahead of the times, and the other side is still standing still, how can it be undefeated.
"Mr. Yelu, the city has been destroyed and the Song army has invaded!"
"Mr. Yelu, the Eastern Liao army welcomed the Song army into the city and killed Zhang Hongyan. He Wenbuhua led the remaining army to withdraw from Yanjing City and fled straight to the northwest!"
In Yelu Chucai's house, in the backyard and in the study, Chen Shike and others came in to report. Yelu Chucai turned his back to them and looked at the words on the wall, motionless.
A gentleman cultivates himself, manages his family, and governs the country!
His talent was about to be put to use, but was stopped abruptly by the Song Army's Northern Expedition. He wanted to die and repay the kindness of his family, but he seemed unwilling because he had too many ideals, which seemed to have not been realized yet.
Life is such a contradiction.
"Ms. Chen, Mr. Zhao, and everyone else, what do you want?"
Yelu Chucai turned his head and returned to the table to sit down.
"Mr. Yelu, we will look at you with Sir Yelu's head in mind."
Chen Shike said on behalf of all Confucian scholars.
All of them, including Yelu Chucai, had never participated in the military, never harmed the people, and had a clear conscience.
"Has anyone seen my Dalang?"
Yelu Chucai looked around and asked subconsciously, his heart lifted.
"The Song army has entered the city, and General Yelu is commanding his men to move the boulders at the entrance to the north city. It will take some time."
Zhao Fang replied that his intention was self-evident, Yeluxuan had surrendered to the Song army.
"Then what's the situation inside and outside the city?"
Yelu Chucai still couldn't forget the battle situation.
"Mr. Yelu, he was gentle and led his men to break through. The Han army in the city resisted very little. The Song army outside the city is chasing the defeated army. I believe it will not take an hour or two for the dust to settle."
Zhao Fang's words made Yelu Chucai's face immediately darken.
The dust has settled!
Has Mongolia’s national strength been exhausted?
"Everyone, Great Khan Ogedai has treated me well. If I betray him, wouldn't I become a disloyal and unjust person?"
Yelu Chucai shook his head and sighed quietly.
"Mr. Yelu, please forgive me for speaking frankly. We were all ministers of the Jin Dynasty. The Mongols in Ogedai killed tens of millions of our Jin people, and the Central Plains was almost in ruins. Mr. Yelu, you must be sorry, and I will be the first to apologize. It’s the Kingdom of Jin, not Wokuotai.”
A white-haired Confucian scholar said with a worried face, but he was not polite at all.
"Great Jin Kingdom?"
Yelu Chucai smiled bitterly and did not refute.
He has been an official of the Jin Kingdom for generations, and the Jin Kingdom treats him well. If he continues to say that he never forgets the kindness of Wokuotai Zhiyu, he will undoubtedly be looked down upon by everyone.
"Xiangong Yelu, during the Northern Expedition of the Song Dynasty, the people's will was the will of God. Why should Xianggong Yelu go against heaven? You and I have been accustomed to Chinese culture for a long time and are well versed in Chinese customs. We are Han people through and through. How can we be barbarians? Running around? Mr. Yelu, don't miss the great justice of the world for small righteousness."
"Mr. Yelu, good birds choose trees to roost, and good ministers choose their masters to serve. The Song Dynasty is a state of etiquette, and China is in the first place. Mr. Yelu is a talented man. He knows whether the Song Dynasty represents China or Mongolia represents China. . Mr. Yelu, please think carefully!”
Several Confucian scholars tried their best to persuade Yelu Chucai.
"Everyone, if you and I vote for the Song Dynasty, we will really become slaves of the three surnames!"
Yelu Chucai shook his head.
"Domestic slaves with the third surname? We are not harming anyone. We just want to express our ambitions. It is not that we are shameless, but we are upright!"
"The golden energy has been exhausted, the sun is setting in Mongolia, and the Song Dynasty has been destined to return. We are all Han people, how can we talk about the three surnames of domestic slaves?"
Everyone was coaxing and deceiving, but Yelu Chucai was hesitant and still stubborn.
"Everyone, I have made up my mind. Let me retreat to the mountains and forests and be a free and idle person."
"Dad, the envoy from the Emperor of Song Dynasty has arrived!"
Yelu Chucai's son Yelu Xuan and Dongliao Yelu Aigu and others came in and brought a young man with a handsome demeanor. They bowed to Yelu Chucai and others when they entered.
"Zhou Ping, the head of the Anti-Corruption Department of the Song Dynasty, met Mr. Yelu and all the gentlemen at the order of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty."
"Zhou Ping! The uncle of the current dynasty! The emperor of the Song Dynasty!"
Yelu Chucai was in a trance for a while, then stood up involuntarily and bowed solemnly. All the Confucian scholars around him saluted with smiles on their faces.
"The guilty minister Yelu Chucai has met Mr. Zhou."
When the uncle of the Song Dynasty came, he also brought the decree of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, which was probably a big deal.
Yelu Chucai's heartbeat quickened, and he unconsciously had some expectations in his heart.
