Rebirth: Overthrow Song Dynasty

The city of Taiyuan was broken, and the Jurchens entered the city of Taiyuan, but the battle still didn't stop! There are still shouts of killing throughout Taiyuan City!

"Have you not surrendered yet?" Wanyan Zonghan asked in surprise.

He has conquered countless Liao and Han cities. Generally speaking, as long as the city is broken, the defenders will surrender! Like Taiyuan City, where the walls have been broken, the army has already entered the city, and the defenders are still stubbornly resisting, it is really rare.

"Yes, the guard of Taiyuan City is still leading the remnant army to fight us." The Jurchen soldier reported.

"Very good, after many years of fighting, I finally met a real hero! Pass the order, and I will capture the Taiyuan defender alive!" Wanyan Zonghan's face showed a trace of excitement.

From the distant Changbai Mountain all the way to the present, he has defeated thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. The only regret is that he has not met a decent opponent! Now, he felt that he had finally met an opponent, a hero! Although this opponent blocked his attack by relying on the city wall, this is already commendable!

"Kill!" In Taiyuan City, a middle-aged general is bravely killing the enemy. He is the defender of Taiyuan City, Wang Zhi!

Wang Ti is just thirty-two years old this year, he is in the prime of life, he should be in good health, but now he is as skinny as a stick! From the beginning of the year to now, he hasn't eaten much! Especially in the past half month, all the food that can be eaten in Taiyuan City has been eaten up! The entire city of Taiyuan is already an "empty city". There are no horses, cows and mules, no leather armor of any kind, and no edible things such as apples, nuts, chaff, grass, etc. that can be swallowed! In the past half a month, Wang Ting only ate a starved mouse that he occasionally found!

The reason why he was able to persevere was because of his unyielding spirit, and of course it was also related to his innate cultivation! He is a rare congenital master in the army, and he has a long innocence in his body, so he can persevere!

But, now he has reached the limit!

"Your Majesty, I can no longer serve you! Taiyuan City is still broken!" Seeing more and more golden soldiers pouring in, Wang Ting couldn't help but burst into tears!

"Kill!" He roared, and the surrounding city walls seemed to be shaking. With a sharp swing of the sword in his hand, two more golden soldiers died in his hands!

His face was splattered with the enemy's blood, seeing more and more enemies coming, he didn't have any fear, he just moved forward! Before dying, he will drag more golden soldiers to die together!

The true energy in his body was gradually exhausted, and his strength gradually disappeared! Seeing another golden soldier rushing towards him, Wang Ting roared forward, he let the golden soldier's spear pierce his left shoulder, and the long sword in his hand slashed down fiercely, Wang Ting laughed out loud!

It's just that Jin Bing died, and he was also seriously injured!

At such a juncture, he has already begun to risk his life, he knows that he must die today, and now he just wants to use his life to bring more golden soldiers into hell!

He is the only one left on the wall!

Gradually, there were more and more golden soldiers around, and the golden soldiers surrounded him! These golden soldiers seemed to be also moved by his courage, they no longer rushed forward, but rushed up one by one, fighting Wang Ting desperately one by one! This is an army that has fought for ten years, has its own beliefs, and has its own pride. They will give the king the death that belongs to a warrior!

I don't know how many enemies he killed, Wang Ting finally felt the darkness in front of him, there were too many wounds on his body, and his blood finally flowed out! Before he died, he still forced himself to stand there, with the sword in his hand leaning on the ground, supporting his body!

"Commander, this person has died in battle!" A soldier came to Wanyan Zonghan's side and reported.

Wanyan Zonghan nodded silently! After a while, he suddenly opened his mouth and said, "What is Wang Tin's body carrying? Take it here and let me see it!"

There was actually a long wooden box on Wang Tin's body. Several Jin soldiers married the wooden box and handed it over to Wanyan Zonghan! As for Wang Teng's body, they still made him stand there and did not let him fall down! Such an enemy earns their respect.

Wanyan Zonghan opened the wooden box, and under the light of the torch, he saw a picture scroll inside the wooden box. He opened the scroll, only to see that there was a person in the painting. This person was wearing a dragon robe and a crown. He had sword eyebrows and starry eyes. A strong domineering aura of a king came from the portrait. Who is this person?

"Marshal, the person on the portrait is Zhao Kuangyin, Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty!" said a Han humanist next to him.

Over the years when the Jurchens conquered the north, countless unscrupulous literati took refuge in the Jurchens, and this Han was one of them.

"I didn't expect that he was still carrying Zhao Kuangyin's imperial statue on his back when he was dying. Was it because he was afraid that the imperial statue would be damaged in the war..." At this moment, Wanyan Zonghan also felt a shock in his heart.

A ray of light has appeared in the east, the night is coming to an end, and the dawn is coming! Wanyan Zonghan stood on the Taiyuan City, he looked at the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the distance, his heart fluctuated! If all the Han people were like Wang Teng, if all the cities were like Taiyuan City, it would be as difficult as going south for the Jurchens! However, fortunately, there is only one such city, and there is only one such general!

"Gentle burial to the king! Bury the imperial statue of the Great Song Taizu with him! Let the whole army rest for a day, and after a day, the whole army will go south until Kaifeng!" Wanyan Zonghan said, shaking his fist.

*****

It was raining continuously in autumn, and in the East Palace, Zhao Chen had just stopped practicing kung fu!

He looked into the distance, only to see cloudy clouds, and occasionally dull thunder came, and he felt very dull in his heart, as if something big had happened!

"What happened? Why am I restless?" Zhao Chen asked secretly.

What he didn't know was that at this moment, three eunuchs were running towards the East Palace in the rain! At the gate of the East Palace, the three eunuchs were blocked there, and the guards put them into the East Palace after a little questioning! They went all the way, and finally came to Zhao Chen's bedroom! After reporting, they entered the bedroom and knelt down in front of Zhao Chen!

"What happened? Why are you so panicked?"

"His Royal Highness, something is wrong! Taiyuan City was destroyed, and Zhongshan... Hejian was also captured by the Jurchen Tartars!"

Taiyuan City has persisted for 260 days since the Jurchens first invaded. As for Zhongshan and Hejian, they didn't even achieve their goal of delaying Yan Zongwang's marching speed! Now they are not far from the Yellow River!

"What? The three northern towns are still falling?" There was a thunderstorm outside, and lightning bolted down. Zhao Chen felt that the thunder and lightning struck him as if hitting him, and he felt chills all over his body!

The three towns in the north were conquered, and from the three towns in the north to the south, there was a flat plain. On the plain, the Jurchen cavalry were invincible! They will be able to come to Kaifeng soon, Kaifeng city is broken, and he will die!

"I can't die, I can't die..." Zhao Chen's voice trembled a little!

From beginning to end, he is still just a seventeen-year-old boy! It has only been a few months since he came to this era! To a certain extent, he still has not integrated into this era, and all he considers is his own safety! "

He doesn't want to die, he absolutely doesn't want to die here!

"Go to Wang De!" Zhao Chen said loudly.