Chapter 111: Wan Tianqing (9)

The war in Tanzhou, no one of the two sides expected to evolve to such a point.

There were already fires of all sizes in the city of Tanzhou. Black smoke soared into the sky, mixed with smoke and dust on the battlefield, rushing straight into the sky. Inside and outside Tanzhou, screams and screams, as if rolling the Yanyun even wider and spreading the whole city.

Under such a scene, even the autumn day in the sky became dull and struggled to gradually fall to the west.

Wang Yasha, the former Yanshan bandit, tried his best to protect this small paradise in troubled times, finally experienced this unprecedented disaster after his death.

The military and horses in the Tanzhou city were completely in chaos. Whether it was a mutiny or Wang Yasha's heart, they were already in chaos, burning and robbing in the city of Tanzhou. There were figures running around everywhere, and more fireheads rose up with their movements. On the streets of Tanzhou, the refugees also ran around crying and shouting, and they ran around like headless flies, but wherever they could encounter these chaotic soldiers who had lost control. There were many people on the road, and there were even women in broken clothes, laughing and leaving.

The four gates of Tanzhou have been opened, and there are crowds coming out of Yuecheng everywhere. However, except for the city gate where the battle is at, there are chaos soldiers blocking each city gate. As long as the fleeing people and refugees hit this place, the man cannot help but break up with the weapons and then pick up the soft and soft property on the body. The woman grabbed the bun and snatched it. The ugly ones were thrown into the moat, and the young ones were thrown aside, and they forced to take care of them. When they had enough robbed, they left here and went anywhere.

In addition to the people being robbed, these soldiers also attacked and killed each other themselves. They looted a small group of soldiers who were trapped in the city gate and kept the city gate for too long. There was always another group of soldiers who were jealous of soldiers who were snatching up to get a piece of the pie, or simply drove them away from the city gate. Both sides had their eyes red. To get such a good position, they would often be a fight. The loser left a few corpses and sweared into the city, to see if there was anything worth burning and robbing. The winner stayed here and used extra ruthless means to deal with these fugitive people. Until they were driven away by the new soldiers.

In the great county of Tanzhou, Wang Yasha tried his best to protect the people of Yan who lived there, and he was afraid that there would be no more than 50,000 or 60,000. At this time, after being burned and robbed in the city, there were also dense crowds of people rushing towards the city gate. Seeing the city gate becoming such a Shura scene, many people climbed up the city wall and jumped down with their eyes closed! Fortunately, those who died of death in the city had to cross the trenches. In the wide and deep moat, there were corpses on the lead piles. The moat had accumulated water and turned red. The dying people were still crying and struggling.

Everyone in this place can't understand why, in just one day, Tanzhou, which was still a place to escape from Qin, became like this!

The war also unfolded at the city gate of Tanzhou, where both sides had already shed too much blood.

Several mutiny generals still had seven or eight hundred dead soldiers and horses in their hands. Dong Dalang searched his cavalry and infantry and his army to defeat him, and there were still five or six hundred soldiers.

If the battle of the plains was almost half of Dong Dalang's cavalry was damaged, even if the war was added like these Tanzhou, it would not be able to withstand the impact of the complete cavalry led by Ma Kuo.

But now, the hundreds of Song Dynasty cavalry led by Ma Kuo have lost their room for impact, and they are approaching the limit after the battle. They are all trying their best to support them. The battlefield range is so narrow. The two sides have become stalemate for a moment, and they are capturing each other in the northern city gate of Tanzhou. Both sides are slowly bleeding, and no one can eat each other for a while.

The soldiers and horses of the Song Dynasty were almost all concentrated near the city gate. Everyone dismounted and defended the city wall they had already controlled. Inside the city were warriors, and outside the city were the remaining soldiers of Dong Dalang, attacking them, trying to sweep these Song troops out of Tanzhou. The Song army was defending here. The people in the city used crossbows, stones, and various guards to pour down the bottom of the city wall. From time to time, they had to pick up weapons and fight fiercely with soldiers rushing along the sides of the city wall.

At the entrance of the city gate, the remaining cavalry of Dong Dalang's troops launched three or two attacks. Once, they almost all entered the city gate. The horses leaped off the city wall, turned over the horses, and took dozens of cavalry to counterattack in time, and then they killed them through the moat!

Seeing that they could not enter the city from outside and had to endure the firepower on the city wall, these Dong Dalang soldiers outside the city turned around and entered the city through other city gates. They had a small battle with the rioters at the city gate. The rioters thought that Dong Dalang's cavalry were here to grab this Feng Shui treasure land, and they wanted to stop it, but they were killed in a blink of an eye.

These Dong Dalang's confidant soldiers were only concerned about entering the city to join the front, but the infantrymen who had been pieced together from all over the country almost joined the robbery of Tanzhou as soon as they entered the city. There were very few who could join the battle formation.

But the situation suddenly became different with the addition of these Dong Dalang's confidant veterans. These veterans had fought for the rest of their lives, and almost all of them could play the role of grassroots officers. At this time, when the fight has come to this point, they just thought it was to put their last strength for Dong Dalang. How big is the world, where can they go?

Several mutiny generals had seven or eight hundred trusted soldiers, most of them were their clan children, and these people could not be separated. However, in the past, if they fought with local tyrants and powerful people, they could think they were powerful soldiers in the world. Have you ever seen what the elite soldiers in the world look like? They attacked and defended the area controlled by the Song army on the city wall, but they were killed by the tired Song army and retreated one after another.

Until these old soldiers joined from other city passes, they immediately played a role in stabilizing the morale of the army. They formed these Danzhou soldiers into a temporary battle formation, and the battle area near the city wall was not very large. They fought with short weapons in the front, and long weapons mixed with bows and crossbows to support them. One wave of killing and retreating, and the other wave of up. The bodies of soldiers from both sides continued to roll down from the city wall. Dong Dalang led dozens of cavalry and more than a hundred Danzhou soldiers under the city, controlling the

The Song army's expansion path into the city. After a fight, it gradually stabilized the situation and was still developing slowly towards the gate of the city gate. If you get a ruler, you will get a ruler. If you get a ruler, you will get a inch. The battle between the two sides was fierce, and they went up another step. Blood kept flowing down the city wall and was sizzled by the soil on the city. At the end of the battle, the city wall was already wet and slippery. From time to time, people fell down and fell from above. As long as they were not allowed to fall to death, they would roll into a ball under the city!

Several spears were snatched from behind, forcing several soldiers from Tanzhou who were forcing him to retreat. One of them retreated a little later, and a hole as big as a bowl opened in his chest, screaming and falling down. Yu Jiang rushed up with a shield, pulled Tang Huai who had fallen to the ground, and flew over from behind, and fell on the shield. Yu Jiang ignored it and pulled the horse back.

Just now, Ma Kuo took the lead in pounceing on him, chopped over several people, and pushed a Dong Dalang's old soldier with a shield to fall into the city. He accidentally slipped his feet and fell heavily. His physical strength was almost exhausted. This fall was rare to get up. The soldiers of the Tanzhou army behind him saw the cheapness and wanted to kill him. If Yu Jiang had not been in time for self-protection, Ma Kuo would have been unfortunate!

Yu Jiang dragged Ma Kuo back, and Ma Kuo turned over and wanted to touch a weapon on the ground and kill him again. Yu Jiang pulled him hard and shouted loudly: "Ma Xuanzan, let it take a breath first and then go up!"

Ma Kuo had already lost his normal perception of the surrounding affairs, and just shouted angrily: "You are here, what about the other side? I don't worry, but Tanzhou is important!"

Yu Jiang pointed to the other end of the city wall and shouted at the top of his throat: "Marty Tang Yu is here! This round of killing, Marty Tang Yu is there too! The opponent must breathe a sigh of relief, Ma Xuanzan, you can retreat with me and rest!"

Ma Kuo looked straight in the direction Yu Jiang pointed, and saw Tang Huai standing on the other end of the city wall. He held his arch bow in his hand and used the tip of the bow to slash a veteran Dong Dalang who could not avoid the city. The other enemy troops had already retreated for more than ten steps, and were breathing heavily there, waiting for the next round of culling.

The soldiers of the Song army were also exhausted. They helped up the wounded person who fell on the top of the city and dragged them back into the arrow tower. Both sides were not fighting forward, only sporadic feather arrows were coming and going, and people were already numb. No one wanted to bend down to avoid such sporadic feather arrows.

Looking down at the city, the men and horses that Dong Dalang personally led were repelled at the gate of the city. Dong Dalang had long since disappeared from the fierce aura on the suspension bridge. Tang Huai shot him down and fell into the trench. The pinnacle stakes had already hung the area where his armor leaves were not covered, and the wounds were now wrapped in dirty battle robes. Now he had dismounted, sitting on the ground and breathing heavily, no longer ordered to hit him again, but stared at the horses on the top of the city with a wolf-like gaze.

When the two of them looked at each other, they wanted to grit their teeth and blood to swallow the other's ferocity. However, at this point the war evolved, both armies were covered in bruises and exhausted, and no one could swallow the other in one bite. They could only continue to bleed slowly. This war started from the early morning and fought until the sun above their heads was about to set westward!

Seeing that it was time for both sides to breathe for a while, Ma Kuo was speechless and staggered back to the side of the arrow tower by Yu Jiang. Inside the arrow tower was full of Song soldiers, and several of them were slightly injured, holding various fire-proof equipment prepared on the front of the city. When the rockets shot in, they had to slap the fire at the first time. The wounded soldiers lay all over the ground, and no one screamed loudly, only a low moan.

Seeing Ma Kuo appear, an injured soldier who could move tried his best to sit up and asked, "Ma Xuanzan, have our reinforcements arrived? Tanzhou is still in our hands, we have done it. Now it depends on Xiao Xuanzan's reinforcements!"

Ma Kuo was speechless. He had been waiting for Xiao Yan's arrival since Gubeikou, and had been waiting for Tanzhou from there! The great Song Dynasty cavalry must be loyal and brave. Behind the commander who dared to fight to the death and dared to take the lead, they had never hesitated and stopped until death. I hope Xiao Yan would not let them down the battle alone along the way!

He looked south and saw the silent Youyan Field. The Song army camp was not far away, and no one on both sides of the enemy and us took care of this completely empty camp, only the Song army flag was still flying.

Between the world, it seemed that only they, the army horse under the banner of the Song Dynasty, were still fighting hard!

Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, you should come too, we have been waiting for too long!

In the city of Tanzhou, fireworks are now burning in the sky, crying everywhere, and corpses are everywhere. This once relatively peaceful prefecture and county has completely decayed. Flashes of smoke mixed with corpse stinking come to the face.

Ma Kuodao did not sympathize with the fate of the people of this prefecture and county. He has seen all kinds of tragic situations between soldiers since he was a child. Now he is only concerned about the situation of the war in front of him. The stalemate between the two sides has become a fait accompli. In a short period of time, neither of the two exhausted military horses could eat each other. Now the one who can determine the situation of the battle is whose follow-up reinforcements will come first.

Everyone knows that the Jurchen army and horses are not far from Tanzhou, but they have no idea how far Xiao Yan's men are from here!

He was breathing heavily there, and Yu Jiang next to him handed a water bag without making a sound. Ma Kuo was stunned, and just took it, raised his neck and took a sip, then put it down and sighed: "Leave it to the injured soldiers..."

Before he finished speaking, an idea that had nothing to do with the war in front of him flashed through his mind: "Senator Fang Teng Fang, where is he now? I hope that this Bianliangzi can be safe. Even if we die in the city, he can bring the news of the lonely battle from Gubeikou to Tanzhou to the Song Dynasty, to Xiao Yan, and to the official family!"

Fang Teng, who was thought of by Ma Kuo, is now riding alone, galloping southward.

When the twenty-cavalry Song army took the lead in grabbing the city gate and delayed until the arrival of the Maqian team, Fang Teng could see the situation at a glance. With the death of the twenty-cavalry Song army, Maqian finally regained the time. Otherwise, he would have successfully captured Tanzhou, and at least he would have reached a stalemate!

Dong Dalang and Ma Kuo, all their trump cards have been opened, and the rest is nothing more than a bloody battle between soldiers. In the end, who decides the fate of Tanzhou, is the first to arrive!

He had no power to tie up his own hands, and participating in this war was just one more burden. The only thing he could do was to look south to find reinforcements that would definitely come in his calculations. He led them to join this war as soon as possible to determine the situation in Tanzhou!

But when he was galloping in the direction of Tanzhou, he wanted to turn around and look back countless times, rode his horse back and live and die with Ma Kuo. The twenty-cavalry Song army alone faced the solid city walls of Tanzhou and countless defenders of Tanzhou. Behind him were the scene of hundreds of Dong Dalang's iron cavalry fighting to the death flashing in his heart again and again.

The unswerving attitude of the Song soldiers who have always been underestimated by the scholars and officials of the Song Dynasty and even ridiculed him deeply shocked him!

Is it the scholars and officials who support this Song Dynasty, or are the soldiers who have been silently sacrificing their lives in the border areas for more than a hundred years?

Ma Kuo's guilt and regret leaving Gubeikou was unpredictable. Fang Teng now has a deep understanding of it. If Xiao Yan had no reinforcements, then he would live alone in the world without them. What kind of emotions would he be tortured by the rest of his life!

Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, if you are the one who comes to luck, if Fang Teng is not wrong, you will appear soon!

He had already put all his strength and tried his best to put himself on the horse's back. As the horse was following his loyal mount from Gubeikou, the war horse was already sweating and breathing heavily. Fang Teng also felt that his internal organs were about to be bumped out. However, he looked around countless times and could not see any trace of a large army running around the city.

He had already gone twenty or thirty miles, and the sun above his head had set westward. In front of him was still facing the Youyan land spreading in the distance, with fields thrown away, and the walls were lined with dams and fireworks rising in the state of Tanzhou made all the people around him shrink into the walls. The sky and earth were empty, as if he was the only one riding.

He suddenly strangled his mount, and the war horse neighed and jumped a few times before he could stand up. He could feel the war horse's chest and abdomen rising violently, and sweat was sliding down the fur like a waterfall. Fang Teng looked at the sun slanting west and turned back. Tanzhou was as far away as a small black dot, and he could only see a cluster of smoke columns rising unknownly, connecting to the sky.

There seemed to be a shout of killing, which floated over along the autumn wind of the goose swallows.

If you can't receive reinforcements here, it's too late! The Jurchen soldiers will definitely not be too far from Tanzhou. At this time, they may have approached Tanzhou! It can be imagined that Ma Kuo and they have done their best now. No matter how the war situation in Tanzhou has developed to the extent, as long as these Jurchen soldiers and horses join, they will be powerless to turn things around!

Since that's the case, I might as well go back and live and die with them! Although I can't do it, I can always do it by pulling a Jurchen Tartar to die together, right? The war in the Song Dynasty has so far, but there are soldiers who died for the country and scholars who sacrificed their lives. Starting from his inappropriate Bianliang son, I can always wake up some people?

Ma Kuo smiled faintly and was about to turn around and go back. Before leaving, he looked at Nan for the last time. With just this glance, his whole body was frozen. He wanted to control his mind, but he couldn't help it. Big tears fell down desperately.

Fang Teng felt his incompetence in a flash, and some people became harder in life and death. However, Fang Teng felt that his sarcastic and cold personality developed in the rich years of Bianliang was unknown where he ran through this journey of life and death!

He wiped his face with his sleeves randomly, trying to calm down, but at the end, he shouted loudly: "Xiao Yan, the thief, you are the prisoner, have only arrived now! How did you arrive, how did you arrive! Do you know how many athletes have sacrificed their lives to the border of Youyan in order to wait for you to come, and they are all looking south at the last moment of death! Go to your mother, you stay safe behind!"

In Fang Teng's sight, he saw flags jumping out at the junction of the sky and earth in the south. The first one was the big banner. The letter size on it was the big Xiao character. Even though it was so far apart, Fang Teng could see clearly at this moment. Under the banner, countless iron helmets also jumped out of the horizon. Against the backdrop of the smoke and dust they raised, clusters of red helmet tassels fluttered like blood. These knights seemed to surge out from the south of the horizon endlessly, and rushed straight towards the countless rising from the smoke columns that were rising in Tanzhou!

Hundreds of isolated troops, inside and outside Yanshan, on the top of the Great Wall, on the border of Youyan, near Tanzhou, fought hard for so long, and finally waited for Xiao Yan!

This is the Great Song Cavalry, and the entire army came!

In Qidu Hebei, a military horse also approached Tanzhou City.

The wind direction was just north, blowing the smoke columns of jungle rising from Tanzhou City to the north. The south wind was mixed with the smell of burning corpses in the city and the sounds of crying all over the city, constantly floating towards the here.

The black and gray drifted far north by the wind, falling like snow. It landed in a scattered queue and slowly headed towards the Jurchen soldiers coming to Tanzhou.

Everyone was looking south and talking.

Behind these Jurchen soldiers, there were cavalry composed by one or two hundred local tyrants, and there were also desperately rushing to follow the messy infantry. The Jurchen cavalry did not run very fast, and these infantrymen finally followed. The one who talked the most was them. Everyone stared at the battle at the top of the city of Tanzhou, the black and gray landed on their bodies, and the screams and cries coming from afar, and the sounds of fighting and collision. They kept whispering.

"Which side did Wang Yasha follow? This town has been in Tanzhou for so many years, but it has made us suffer! Why did we have to pay the grain and grass and take in those refugees? We didn't farm for our yards and carry the work!"

"Who is Guan Yesha following? Anyway, Tanzhou is no longer the surname Wang. Now I don't know how many people are burning and robbing them, and this money is making a lot of money!"

"Tanzhou is so fat... I'm afraid there are not tens of thousands of people in it? Look now, there are not many people who can run out! Many big families have hid in Tanzhou City. I heard that a single household has a better net worth than opening a village!"

"...Not to mention these wealthy families' buds, they are like girls... After passing the refugee woman, I also got three or two of them. They were hungry and were not as big as three or two meats. They were black and dirty. When I got it, I grabbed a moldy cake and chewed it in my mother's death. I spent three or two months to raise food. It was only a little bit better. If I broke through Tanzhou and snatched one back to warm the bed, it would be ten times better than these women! Even if I got tired of it, I would take it out and exchange it, and it would be worth ten dollars of beans and wheat, and I would never lose it!"

"Take it down. Now the city is like this. Wang Yasha's soldiers are already full of food. Not to mention killing in, they have to do everything they can get with the Jurchen master. After we ran for dozens of miles, what else can we catch?"

"It's not a big deal to talk about it, so it's important to enter the city earlier!"

These pieces of infantry were actually the sons of the masters of the Wubi in various places, but they were all distant sects. They were the main force of the private soldiers of the Wubi in various places. In the separatist areas, there were more children and more powerful forces. In Xiao Yan's time and space, the new Han army that emerged in Youyan was mostly strong sects. The private Han army with family as the main force that emerged in Youyan from now on, which lasted for hundreds of decades. Whether it was Jurchen Mongolia, they lived like fish in water, and there were also figures like Zhang Hongfan who finally destroyed the Southern Song Dynasty.

Most of these descendants of distant sects are strong and only know their families, not the court, and not the Song Dynasty or the Jurchens. They have no wealth, but they are not the weakest people at the bottom in this troubled times. The ambitious ones are just trying to make a name for themselves and can do whatever kind of fighting and destruction. In other words, the persevering, crazy and ambitious Dong Dalang is also such an ordinary person. Such people will only emerge in the troubled times Yan!

These people all looked at the Jurchen soldiers and even towards the three Jurchen Moukes who were at the front of the team. Everyone was waiting eagerly, waiting for the three Jurchen Moukes to order them to rush into the city and rush into the big city and kill and rob! Their mothers were in charge of whether they were working for the Song Dynasty or the Jurchens, and the wealth that fell into their waists and the women in their arms were the most real thing!

Odo walked in front of the three people, and among the three, he was the most excited. He twitched his nose without moving, looked back and was full of excitement, and cursed with a smile: "Damn it, Dong Dalang, this guy is not bad this time! He can actually kill into the city! However, these Song troops, just a few hundred cavalry, can still kill in, and can still defend for a period of time, which is considered to be awesome. The two families may want to bite each other with their teeth... This great Tanzhou, Dong Dalang was sent to us! This time, if Dong Dalang could still live, maybe I would look at him first!"

Lahema also shook his head and pointed at Tanzhou: "Such a big city is so prosperous in the south, not much smaller than Zhongjing Shangjing! The battlements of the city wall of Zuniang are still covered with bricks, so he spends so much effort to repair these turtle shells! Dong Dalang probably relied on his inner support to kill in. With his little soldiers, he won't be able to take it down even if a woman gave birth to a baby. This guy is really familiar with Yandi! Yin Keshu used him right!"

Zong Shi was the most calm among the three. At this time, he smiled at the two of them and said, "We have less talked about Yin Keshu when he was doing that day? You are open-mouthed, and I and Lahama have also said a lot. Now it seems that Yin Keshu is really a brave and resourceful man among our Jurchens! We have indeed used less thoughts... Now the two wolves are tired of biting them, and we will take down Tanzhou in an instant when our Jurchens Sea Dongqing!"

Odo laughed loudly, looking itchy: "Zongshi, why are you still stable? I didn't urge you to be more at ease than me, but now, it's obviously the best time, just rush in in one fell swoop!"

Zong Shi also laughed. As the pioneer Dong Dalang, he was the pioneer, and he picked up cheap strategies from behind, and the results he got were ten times better than expected. Dong Dalang was seriously injured in his fighting spirit, and his life was still in the uncertain sky. Such an annoying thing would be missing in front of him. The Song army was stronger than expected, but in a flash, the entire army would be destroyed. Such a vital city like Tanzhou fell into his hands almost without any effort.

This time he went south, his achievements might even surpass Yin Keshu! Although the Jurchen man was much more honest and simple, he began to move with so many local people in his hands. Yin Keshu was originally just from the Wendu tribe, but his sect was a real Wanyan family. Why did he let him obey the orders under Yin Keshu? Zong Han was so partial!

If you go south to make such a great contribution, maybe you will be on par with Yin Keshu in front of Zong Han?

"I didn't say I had to wait, Odo, Lahama, we will compete this time to see who will rush into Danzhou City first!"

The sect gave the order, and the Jurchen soldiers who had been impatient behind him, suddenly plucked up and whimpered. The horn sounded. Behind him, hundreds of Jurchen soldiers immediately cheered in unison, shouting and urging the mounts, spontaneously formed from scattered formations, following their respective Mouke Puliyan, forming several arrows, and rushed towards the Tanzhou, which was still fighting on their own, and blocking them. Only a shallow Qidu River was blocked!

The sound of the horn sounded, and everyone was shocked at the top of the city. The two armies fighting in front of them were still free to stop the weapons in their hands and turned around and looked north together.

The sound of the horn has been heard countless times in Gubeikou Ma Kuo. He retreated from the front fighting field, rushed to the edge of the battlement wall, and looked north.
To be continued...