In the autumn scenery, all the gates of Bianjing City are closed, the city is deserted, soldiers and civilians are not allowed to go out, and it is a scene of panic that a powerful enemy is coming.
At the top of Bianjing City, there were a group of wealthy monarchs and ministers, as well as the officers and soldiers guarding the city. Everyone looked at the turbulent mountains and seas of Song soldiers outside the city, and their faces were all pale and uneasy.
Just the countless artillery pieces and the overwhelming number of war horses had already frightened the kings and ministers of the Jin Kingdom, including the soldiers who defended the city.
"The Song army came to our city in Bianjing. Could it be said that they really captured Yanjing or Taiyuan and came to attack me in Dajin?"
Wanyan Nushen, the newly appointed Councilor for Political Affairs and Clan Minister, looked ugly and his heart was beating fast.
Yuan Pingzhang's political affairs and clan minister Wanyan Baisa and his son were both thrown into prison by the emperor because of their inability to guard Luoyang City. Wanyan Nushen was automatically shortlisted as a substitute.
"The Song army is so elite, has such sharp firearms, and is well-trained, no wonder it can defeat the Tatar army!"
Li Qi, who was involved in political affairs, was touched and sighed unconsciously.
Since he went to the Song Dynasty as an envoy last year and saw the prosperity and wealth of the Song Dynasty and the national power of the Song people, he has never felt at ease.
War is about national strength! The Kingdom of Jin, which was obviously weak in national strength, had already lost before the fight began.
The ministers lacked confidence, and the chubby Golden Emperor Wanyan Shouxu was dissatisfied. He wanted to say some passionate words, but finally held back.
The Song army had strong soldiers and strong horses, and it seemed that it would not be easy to deal with them. The words "three thousand iron armors crossing the Yangtze and Huaihe River" seemed to boost morale, but they were inappropriate and only left a trace of tragedy and overestimation of one's own capabilities.
"Xi Nie Abu, how long can the food in the city last?"
Wanyan Shouxu frowned and asked Wanyan Xi, the deputy privy minister at the side.
"Your Majesty, there are more than one million people in Bianjing City, and the food supply may not be enough to support them for long."
Wanyan Xi pinched Abu's face with a gloomy expression and played listlessly from the side.
With the strength of the Song army, it might only take a few days to destroy the city. What's the use of more food?
"I didn't ask the people, I asked about the government's food and military rations!"
Wanyan Shouxu felt depressed and said angrily.
"Your Majesty, I should be able to hold on until next spring."
Wanyan Xi pinched A Bu's cautious words, which made Wanyan Shouxu feel slightly relieved.
In the spring of next year, it was freezing and snowy, and the Song army could not attack the city, so it was time to retreat.
Looking towards the densely packed Song Army camp outside the city, Wanyan Shouxu's brows furrowed again.
"Your Majesty, the Song Army has just arrived and has not set up camp yet. Please allow your Majesty to allow me to lead my troops out of the city and catch the Song Army by surprise!"
The commander of the guards, the Zhongxiao army, and the privy envoy Yiza Pua watched the words and asked for orders.
The Lord humiliated his ministers and died, not to mention that at the critical moment when the Song army was approaching the city, and with the elite Zhongxiao army in hand, he could not give in.
"Your Majesty, the city of Bianjing is fortified and deep. How easy is it for the Song army to break through the city? The Song army is so numerous and powerful. If the battle goes against the grain when leaving the city, wouldn't it be worth the loss?"
Wanyan Nushen shook his head and stopped the urge to attack Pua.
While the Song army rushed into battle with strong soldiers and horses, the Jin army seemed not strong enough.
"Your Majesty, don't act too hastily. The Song army is approaching fiercely and their morale is high. It's better to be cautious and wait and see before talking."
Zhang Tiangang, the censor Zhongcheng, persuaded in a low voice.
The Emperor of Song Dynasty wanted the Kingdom of Jin to surrender and save the Song Dynasty clan and ministers, otherwise they would all be destroyed. It now seems that Da Jin will not surrender, and Da Song will not let Da Jin survive.
"Your Majesty, the Song army has not arrived yet. If the four cities are surrounded, it will be even more difficult to fight. It is better to leave the city now and defeat the Song army in one fell swoop!"
Yilapua glanced at Zhang Tiangang and continued to play.
When he was sent as an envoy to the Song Dynasty, he accomplished nothing. He lost his wife and lost his troops. It was true that he accomplished more than he failed.
To deal with the Song people, you still have to rely on your fists to do the talking.
Wanyan Shouxu's heart moved, but he didn't comment. He looked at Wanyan Nushen and thought about something.
"Don't worry, Nu Shen, you and Zhang Tiangang should go to the Song Army camp to inquire about it first!"
Wanyan Shouxu left worriedly, and the Jin army at the top of the city began to find baskets and put Wanyan Nushen and Zhang Tiangang down on the city.
The kings and ministers of the Jin Kingdom looked out at the top of the city. Cao Youwen, Du Shu and other Song generals outside the city were also looking at the top of the city.
"General, do you want to attack the city immediately?"
Du Shu looked at the majestic Bianjing City in front of him, and his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.
The two armies of the Eastern and Western Routes had achieved a complete victory in the Northern Expedition, but now only he, the Central Route Army, had received no credit. Capturing the city of Tokyo, which the people of Song Dynasty dreamed of, was an extraordinary achievement, so why didn't he feel itchy?
"Your Majesty is kind-hearted and wants the Kingdom of Jin to surrender and capture Bianjing City without spending a single soldier. It is better to send envoys into the city in advance to persuade them to surrender."
Cao Youwen was about to send an envoy, but two people were dropped in a basket at the top of the city. They shouted loudly and walked over from under the city wall.
"Don't fire! We are envoys from the Kingdom of Jin, asking to see the head coach of the Song Army!"
The officers and soldiers of the Song Army were stunned. Cao Youwen waved his hand, and two envoys from the Kingdom of Jin came over, took a few steps forward, and bowed to Cao Youwen.
"Wanyan Nushen and Zhang Tiangang, the envoys of the Kingdom of Jin, have met the general."
"Two envoys, this is Cao Youwen, the deputy commander of the Western Route Army of the Song Dynasty. You two don't need to be polite. Please!"
Cao Youwen looked gentle and made way.
When troops are approaching the city, what else are you talking about?
"General, please!"
The three of them had different thoughts, followed by a group of Song generals, and headed straight for the Chinese army camp.
"General Cao, your army is approaching the city. What do you want? Please tell me the truth."
In the large tent of the Chinese army, Wanyan Nushen spoke bluntly.
"Two envoys, Zhongyuan is my hometown of the Song Dynasty, and Bianjing City is the location of my old capital of the Song Dynasty. When my army of the King of Song Dynasty came to the city, of course I wanted to recover the lost land and restore the old capital. I, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, have spoken beforehand, we Song people I must get back what I have lost. If the Kingdom of Jin is unwilling to return it, I, the King of the Song Dynasty, will have no choice but to take it by force."
Cao Youwen said categorically, with a tough tone, leaving no room for bargaining.
"General Cao, do you mean there is no room for negotiation?"
Zhang Tiangang was frightened and asked quickly.
It seems that Song Emperor Zhao Hong's heart is as solid as stone. Even if Princess Wan Yanchun went to Jinling, it would not help.
"Two envoys, Bianjing is the hometown of the Song Dynasty. How can we not take it back? Having said that, if the Jin Dynasty is willing to submit to the Song Dynasty, I, the King of the Song Dynasty, will not harm the royal family and ministers of the Jin Dynasty, nor the people of the Jin Dynasty. , they are all our people of the Song Dynasty, and we will treat them all kindly."
Du Shu was on the side, and then Cao Youwen said.
From the bottom of his heart, he did not want the Kingdom of Jin to surrender. After preparing for so long and putting in so much effort, could it be that I just turned around and showed off my muscles?
"General, it has been more than a hundred and twenty years since the founding of the Jin Dynasty by Taizu Taizu of Jin Dynasty. Couldn't the Song Emperor, for the sake of Princess Wen and the prince, open up the Jin Dynasty network and allow the Jin Dynasty to spread?"
Zhang Tiangang's white beard trembled and he said bitterly.
It is really helpless and sad that the Kingdom of Jin needs the miserable survival of the Song people at this stage.
"During the disgrace of Jingkang, did you, Dajin, ever think of being open to Dasong.com?"
Cao Youwen's expression changed and his voice became passionate.
"Had it not been for Your Majesty's words, promising you the surrender of the Jin Kingdom, our army would have already broken through the city! Don't forget, what happened right here? Don't forget, the land you are standing on is our country. The hometown of Song Dynasty!”
The king performs the ceremony of leading the sheep, the concubines and princesses are reduced to playthings, and the royal family is inferior to pigs and dogs. Half of the country has been occupied for a hundred years, and they still want to occupy Bianjing City. Do you know the sorrow and resentment in the hearts of Song people?
"Lianghe and the sixteen states of Yanyun are all under my rule in the Song Dynasty, not to mention your small Central Plains territory. Do you think that your Bianjing City is more difficult to break than the Yanjing City held by hundreds of thousands of Tatar troops? ?"
Du Shu couldn't help it and spoke angrily.
"You have robbed other people's things, but you are not allowing others to take them back. You, the Golden Kingdom, are so powerful! Go back and tell the Golden Emperor to surrender quickly. Maybe I will be lenient later. Otherwise, we will be clean. Neck, wait until you break the city and be chopped off!"
The generals were angry, and Cao Youwen waved his hand.
"Two envoys, it is useless to talk more. Go back and tell the Golden Emperor. Unless he is willing to surrender, our army can attack the city. By then, both jade and stone will be destroyed, and there is no chance!"
Wanyan Nushen and Zhang Tiangang looked at each other, sighed, stood up, and left angrily.
If the Song people wanted to restore their homeland in the Central Plains, the Great Jin Kingdom, they would inevitably encounter a catastrophe.
Bianjing City, the Imperial Palace, in the Imperial Study Room.
"Zhao Hong, you are such a thief! You have a heart as solid as stone and you go too far to bully others! He wants my big gold empire!"
Wanyan Shouxu's face turned red and he began to pace around the room uneasily.
Rejecting any peace negotiation and asking him to surrender the whole country, isn't this just like what happened during the Jingkang period, when he suffered all the humiliation?
The ceremony of holding a sheep, the palace women as prostitutes, and the clan ministers as slaves. Song Huizong and his son could do such things, but he could not do them.
"Your Majesty, the Song Army's Northern Expedition recaptured the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun. Rumors spread into the city. After the soldiers guarding the city heard about it, their military morale was slack and their hearts were in panic. The Song Army frankly said that Qiu did not commit any crimes, did not kill officials, and treated the people well. Once the soldiers no longer have the heart to defend the city, Bianjing City may collapse without attack."
Li Qi, the political advisor, said quietly, holding a newspaper in his hand. There was also news that the Song Army had occupied the two rivers during the Northern Expedition.
"How could the Song Army occupy Lianghe? This is all false! It's all false!"
Wanyan Shouxu said loudly. His face was ashen, like an ant on a hot pot, and his pace quickened.
The Song army occupied Lianghe and Yanyun sixteen states, and the Central Plains became an isolated island. As a result, there was no possibility of bargaining with the Song people.
The feud between the Song and Jin Dynasties was a life-and-death feud. The Song army was approaching the city. If they didn't leave the city and surrender, wouldn't they really be destroyed?
Can he, the majestic Emperor of Jin, bear the humiliation of the Song people?
"Your Majesty, the Song army is not doing well. There is no other way. We should prepare to defend the city."
Pingzhang's political affairs were completed, and Yan Nushen's face was full of sorrow.
The Northern Expedition of the Song Army was successful, and they were very close to each other, otherwise they would not have publicized it in the newspapers. The emperor was confused and at a loss.
"Your Majesty, the Song army restored the two rivers only with the help of firearms. Now that the Song army has not arrived, I am willing to lead the elite dead soldiers out of the city at night, defeat the Song army camp, kill the camp and capture the commander to present to Your Majesty!"
Yi La Pu'a came out again and asked Wanyan Shouxu generously for orders.
"Yilapua, are you sure?"
Wanyan Shouxu stopped and felt refreshed.
"Your Majesty, it is useless for the cavalry to defend the city. Taking advantage of the night, the Song army was unprepared and had no use for firearms. They succeeded with one blow. I will live up to your majesty's trust!"
Yilapu Afenran said, kneeling on one knee and asking for orders again.
Li Qi originally wanted to stop him, but he didn't say anything. He also knew that with people in panic, defeating the Song army outside the city might be Dai Jin's only option.
"Okay! Yi La Pu'a, you are indeed my golden man! I will place wine at the top of the city to welcome you back in triumph!"
After Yi La Pua took the order and left, Wanyan Shouxu felt much quieter. He returned to the chair and sat down, holding up the crystal clear glass wine glass.
"Zhao Hong, if you want me to surrender with the city, go ahead and dream!"
In the dead of night, the Song Army camp outside the city suddenly became extremely noisy. The sound of firearms was loud and the sound of fighting was loud. At dawn, it became quiet again. Except for the densely packed bodies of Jin Army horses and horses outside the Song Army camp, nothing seemed to have happened. Same.
