Chapter 159 Bloody Chang’an City—Morale

Style: Historical Author: Wang JialangjunWords: 3700Update Time: 24/01/12 11:30:02
One of the shortcomings of the Song Dynasty is the clan!

The three redundancies of the Song Dynasty were redundant personnel, redundant soldiers, and redundant expenses. Among these three redundancies, the countless royal family members actually accounted for a large part of the redundant expenses.

They may not be able to occupy the court, but as a price, the old Zhao family raised them, whether for reputation or stability.

Just raise them like pigs, let them eat and sleep every day, eat and drink enough, and give birth to babies when they wake up.

In these hundreds of years, they gave birth to tens of thousands of clan members.

For greater security, they were gathered together in one place, making this group of people less powerful, but more harmful to their achievements.

Zhao Huan had long wanted to take action, but he didn't want to make himself the enemy of the whole world, and he didn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately. However, he finally changed when the golden man's iron hoof broke through the mountains and rivers.

Today, Zhao Huan is really tired of this endless compromise and suppression. He wants to try what kind of price he will pay if he is cruel.

Of course, these are all his own words to persuade himself.

And Zhang Yong gave him a chance.

"Attack the clan members!"

Zhang Yong has little knowledge and no great skills, but he has a magical characteristic and a pair of magical eyes.

After following Zhao Huan for some time, Zhang Yong discovered something that was incredible to him, that is, Zhao Huan seemed to be deliberately avoiding the clan.

Zhang Yong had no knowledge and didn't know why Zhao Huan acted like this, but he became more and more certain about this matter. Zhao Huan's attitude towards the clan...

No, even his attitude towards his family was strange.

Except for his sister, he seems to be...not so friendly to all his clan members.

So this time in Chang'an City, Zhang Yong took a risk and offered a strategy that could coexist with Chang'an and boost morale, but Zhao Huan agreed without much thought.

When this matter was brought up, Zhang Yong had actually asked his confidants to cooperate with Tong Guan to go to Luoyang and began to mobilize the clan to come.

As long as many clans are sent to the forefront of the battlefield, it will be easy for Zhao Huan to liquidate the others in the future.

The Jin people began to form an array, and countless clan members appeared beside Zhao Huan with sad faces. Looking at the crowd of people, there were even a mess of men and women.

Zhao Huan was still quite flustered.

By this time, there were already many royal families in the Zhao and Song dynasties. If all men, women, old and young were included, tens of thousands would definitely be unstoppable.

Let this group of people go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. I am afraid that in less than a round trip, they will be scared by the Jin man and pee their pants, and then die in the hands of the Jin man. They may even open the city gate if they are quick.

But it doesn't matter, they have their uses.

Zhao Huan ignored their wails and pleadings at this time and directly announced that he would lead everyone in the Song Dynasty royal family to the city to fight together.

And a strict order was issued, no matter what status, anyone who dares to escape from the battle will be killed immediately without mercy!

This sentence was meant for the soldiers to hear, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that this sentence was probably meant for more than just the soldiers and generals, looking at Tong Guan's face full of gloom and embarrassment.

As well as the nearly two thousand swordsmen and axemen around him, everyone seemed to have smelled the smell of blood.

Sanfu and other places guarding Chang'an could not stop the Jin people. Amidst the bursts of killing, the Jin people officially arrived at the city.

No camp was set up, no letter of war was issued, and Zhao Huan was not invited to meet and answer questions.

They only used the simplest way to say hello to Zhao Huan.

"Pull them all up!" Nianhan shouted, and hundreds of tied-up men, women and children were pushed to the front by the golden men.

The leader's face was full of pride. Facing the crying people around him, he just cursed.

"We are ministers of the Song Dynasty. Now we have died for the country and deserved our death. Why are you crying and crying like women and children?"

Nianhan also came to his side at this time. Looking at the scarred old man, the fierceness on his face faded a bit.

"Zhou Qin, you are also a minister of the Song Dynasty. When we waited for the army to come, you resisted with all your life. Now you are worthy of your own conscience and your court.

As long as you say surrender now, a certain family will guarantee that all your Zhou family will be prosperous and wealthy! "

Zhou Qin looked at Nianhan in front of him and just sneered, and then spat out a mouthful of blood-colored phlegm at Nianhan. Unfortunately, Nianhan dodged lightly in the end.

"If a man dies, he will die. How can he surrender to a dog? He is just insulting my name. Kill him quickly, kill him quickly!"

Zhou Qin still had this die-hard attitude. He was just an inconspicuous general among King Qin's army. Even Zhao Huan had forgotten his appearance, or had never seen him at all.

When discussing merit and rewards, he was given a slight promotion and allowed to enter Guanzhong to participate in the government affairs of the place.

And it was this unknown guy who resisted desperately, causing his whole family to be captured by the Jin people. Faced with coercion and inducement, he would rather die than surrender.

Nianhan was not angry. He just pulled an old woman in front of Zhou Qin and put a steel knife on her neck.

"This is your married wife. She has been by your side since you were young. She has been caring for your husband and raising your children at home for decades without any complaints.

You have been with you since you were nothing, and now you are so unbearable to let him die in front of you? "

Silence, Zhou Qin only answered with silence.

Nianhan looked at Zhou Qin unmoved and just nodded indifferently. Then a handful of blood was poured on Zhou Qin's head. It was the blood of the woman who had been with him for decades.

"Why don't you surrender!" Nianhan roared, deafening. The most terrifying thing was that at this time, the old woman was still shaking and had not yet turned into a cold corpse.

The Jin man kills without any calculation, so how can he go to such trouble to kill an old woman? It can only be said that this is intentional.

But this did not affect Zhou Qin's decision.

On the wall of Chang'an, Zhao Huan had already figured out what the Jin people were going to do. He wanted to destroy the morale of their Song army.

Regardless of whether Zhou Qin surrenders or not, they will succeed.

If Zhou Qin surrenders, their morale will be hit. If Zhou Qin does not surrender, then his family members will die in front of him one by one.

He will also die in front of Zhao Huan.

In the end, Nianhan excitedly told the soldiers on the wall of Chang'an that it was Zhao Huan who refused to save him!

But Zhao Huan really had no choice but to do nothing. Tens of thousands of Jin cavalry were just staying under their Chang'an City in plain sight, and they would immediately launch a charge as soon as the city gate was opened.

Facing the Jinren cavalry, it is really difficult for the Song army to win head-on.

Not to mention that Qu Duan, the current number one commander in the defense of Chang'an City, refused to go out of the city to kill the enemy. He was an extremely calm person.

He only counts victory or defeat, regardless of reason.

"Your Majesty, we can only watch now. It is absolutely forbidden to leave the city." Qu Duan reiterated his attitude once again, and at the same time asked his confidants to guard the city gate to prevent accidents.

Looking at this crooked man who was so sensible that he was almost cold-blooded, Zhao Huan just remained silent.

Chang'an City's silence did not bring Nianhan to stop.

"Zhou Qin, this is your little son. He is only six years old this year. He is your favorite little son!"

A child who was so frightened that he cried bitterly was brought out. He was not a genius, and he didn't even know who the Jin and Song Dynasties were.

He was playing happily in the courtyard, and then this group of people burst into his home, tied him up and took him away, deprived him of food, and even had him beaten.

What does a six-year-old child know? He just looked at his father who had been protecting him and kept crying, begging his father to save him.

He didn't want to be afraid anymore.

Zhou Qin still didn't speak, just closed his eyes.

The screams reached his ears. They were the screams of his son. Nianhan had his fingers broken off one by one.

The six-year-old child fainted from the pain, but Nianhan poured cold water on him, forcing him to wake up.

"Dad, save me, it hurts, it hurts..."

The screams of the children of the Zhou family even reached the ears of Zhao Huan and every soldier on the wall of Chang'an City.

"Continue!" Nianhan shouted. The Zhou family's child was tortured and killed on the spot in front of everyone. His body was even hung on Nianhan's flagpole, and he even carried the flagpole around under Chang'an City. lock up.

"continue!"

"Zhou Qin, your eldest son is going to be a father in one month, and you are going to be a grandfather, so think about it!"

A couple was brought in front of Zhou Qin. The woman had a big belly, which was the blood of their Zhou family. Zhou Qin refused.

After a cup of tea, the woman's body and the son who had been taken out were brought to Zhou Qin and told Zhou Qin that this was his direct grandson.

His eldest son saw his wife and children die tragically, and his father was indifferent. He went crazy.

He pounced on the Jin people and wanted to die with them. Then he was kicked to the ground, tied to the horse, and dragged around under Chang'an City.

The screams went from brutal to silent, and Zhou Qin's family members became fewer and fewer.

Among the hundreds of people were not only Zhou Qin's close relatives, but also his relatives and friends. There were even many of these people who had not received even half of Zhou Qin's favor but were blamed for this.

They howled miserably, begging Zhou Qin to nod, or the Jin people to let them go, or at worst, they could surrender.

Nianhan was very satisfied with this scene. He just looked at the city wall.

He looked not only at Zhao Huan, but also at the cold-faced Qu Duan beside him.

All his calculations are aimed at this famous general of the Song Dynasty, and his reason and cold-bloodedness will eventually become the trigger to crush the Song Dynasty.

"Do you want to live?

If you want to live, use your teeth to eat this traitor who refuses to surrender to me, Dajin...! "

After giving the order, everyone fell into silence and shock. Even Wanyan Zongwang behind him was stunned by Nianhan's order.

Didn't he know that his cousin was already so barbaric?

But Nianhan didn't give them any time to be stunned. The archer opened the crossbow in his hand, and just waited for Nianhan's order to let them all die here.

Under the threat of life, some people finally couldn't hold on anymore, broke away from the soldiers who were no longer watching over them, and rushed towards Zhou Qin in a tied up manner.

He opened his big mouth and bit Zhou Qin's face.

The fierce bite caused blood to fly from Zhou Qin's face, and a large piece of flesh was torn off alive by him.

One person took the lead, and dozens of people who were still alive rushed over, biting Zhou Qin's body wantonly.

Nianhan had no objection to this, and even led his soldiers and horses to the foot of Chang'an City, took the flagpole with the human skin hanging on it, and shouted loudly to the soldiers on the Chang'an City Wall.

"Zhao Huan, son, you just watch your loyal minister and general die here, and you don't dare to save him!"

"Wow!"

Before Zhao Huan could reply, the tragic scene below the city finally made Zhao Huan's younger brother, the South Korean Duke Zhao Xiang, unable to bear it any longer, so he screamed and ran away.

At this moment, Zhao Huan's eyes widened and he suddenly roared.

"Tong Guan!"

"He who flees without a fight~"

"kill!"