The messenger nodded, shook his head vigorously, and said, "I dare not, Wang Jundu, I dare not."

Wang Bian understood the hesitant look of the messenger. Perhaps this is what most Taiyuan urban residents think now.

Will life be better if you surrender?

"Shuozhou has surrendered, and the men in the city have all taken to Huanglong Mansion as slaves. Let me ask the men in the city, are you willing to starve to death, die in battle, or are you willing to die under the whip in the hands of those golden men?"

"Shanyin has descended, and all the women in the city have been betrothed to Khitan horsemen."

"Betrothed to Khitannu, not to one Khitannu, but to the family."

"I just deal with my father, and I may have to deal with my eldest son and second son immediately, and occasionally I have to deal with it together. I even have to deal with my son Dunlun. Is it your willingness to live such a life?"

"Wenshui has descended, and the whole city has been slaughtered, without leaving a single person, blood flows like a river, and Jin soldiers burn the city and leave. It was just because a naughty boy cried and annoyed Wanhu Bojin."

"If Taiyuan City surrenders, will Taiyuan people be more special than Shuozhou, Shanyin, and Wenshui people? Will Jin people treat Taiyuan people preferentially?"

Wang Bing looked up at the Taiyuan people around him. A trace of struggle was brought to their numb eyes, and the movements in their hands became a little faster.

In fact, the Taiyuan urban residents never knew the tragic situation of surrender?

I just had an hallucination when I was hungry, hoping that what if the golden man became kind?

They just need a reason to persevere.

Wang Bing said in a circle that this car was like this every day, but every time the Taiyuan urbanites were shocked by it, reminding themselves why they fought.

For the sake of this Hedong land, for the welfare of the world, and for yourself. Life is better than death, and it is better to die.

The days after surrender are definitely not the days when the Song people who can have a full meal three times a day can endure the suffering.

The people of Taiyuan city can doubt themselves, but Wang Bing knows that he can't think so. He must persevere.

Wanyan Zonghan outside the city finally waited for the time he wanted. The first sound of drum beats, the Jin soldiers had already launched a powerful charge.

As the front army pressed forward, huge moving catapults appeared in the military formation.

Wanyan Zonghan always felt that he was a very good at learning. Wang Bing was a very strong opponent. He had never seen such a dilapidated Tucheng that could withstand the Jin army for so long!

The idea of ​​filling the hot turquoise oil into the clay pot was very clever, and he suffered a lot of losses in this regard.

But this time it was his turn.

This time, he plundered countless Han people from the occupied Hedong area and the Liao Kingdom, causing them to turn around and charge.

This group of men who had been tortured without any humanity will cover Zong Han's trench troops and enter the designated location.

By then, when the fire bombs hit the catapults on the geese wing platform, it was the time when Taiyuan City was broken.

Wang Bing narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the Jin soldiers who were gradually approaching in the distance, and shouted: "Look up to sixty, stretch your muscles and get ready!"

He raised his hand high, saw the enemy gradually approaching the towers under Taiyuan City, and swung his hand down with force!

The Taiyuan defenders had been working closely together for nearly four months. With this wave, countless clay pots flew into the sky with flames.

It was constantly rotating in the air, drawing a high arc and hitting the enemy army formation.

Wanyan Zonghan's mouth twitched. Wang Bing's attack on the catapult was not an urgent task. The miscellaneous cannon fodder mixed with the Khitannu and the Song people who were close to him.

Instead, he smashed the fire bomb on the catapult.

But, so what?

Your catapult will either attack the catapult or attack the miscellaneous cannon fodder.

Otherwise, the catapult will enter and Taiyuan City will be destroyed.

The miscellaneous cannon fodder arrived, and the elite troops arrived at Taiyuan City Slope.

Can the wooden chain tower withstand the impact of the elite Jin army?

All are the same result.

No matter what you say, how to do it! Today, Taiyuan City is broken!

Wang Bing took a deep breath, whispered a few words to the messenger, and asked him to act according to the order.

But he led more than 3,000 elite soldiers down the bridge tower and came to the bridge tower.

I didn't have too many crossbows anymore. The messenger said it was right. Taiyuan City was already exhausted and the lights were gone.

The city guarding had reached this point, and Wang Bing felt that he had really tried his best.

He was charged forward in every battle. He grabbed Mazadao in his hand, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly: "Kill!"

As the garrison of Taiyuan City, he could have been in the rear, but now in Taiyuan City, people are moved. If he does not take the lead in charge, the soldiers will stop.

The situation in Taiyuan City is very stable because everyone has only one way to go.

That is to resist to the end.

Wang Bing's elite soldier with 3,000 people was Tong Guan's direct line in the Jiesheng Army. Strictly speaking, he was Tong Guan's person.

These three thousand elite soldiers were all armored in full, and they seemed much more at ease when facing the charge of the Han'er captives holding wooden sticks.

This wave of charge of the Jin soldiers was the vanguard, mainly captives of these Han soldiers, supplemented by Khitannu and a small number of Jin generals, who were directly killed by Wang Bing, and were in chaos.

Wang Bing panted and looked at the battlefield where corpses were everywhere, and he heard the ginger of his stomach.

He knew that today's battle situation was very critical, and he gave the rations he had given to his guards.

Now he felt a little tired that Xinli didn't feel tired. How to fight when he was hungry in war?

He stood up straight with dizziness and turned slowly.

For this vanguard, he rushed into the formation and killed three enemies with silver rings with earlobes, and killed a man with golden rings.

Two hundred households and one thousand households.

The serious Jin people all had gold and silver rings on their ears, so the war achievements of the Song Dynasty were also called the ring head.

The Khitano and Han'er captives were ignored.

Therefore, the Song Dynasty changed the name of Tang Dao or Pu Dao to the Ring Head Dao.

If there were horse troops, just one charge just now, these captives of men would run everywhere.

There will be no death to so many men.

Corpse are everywhere and blood flows into a river.

Even the ice surface where the moat was no longer flowing was full of blood flowing, making the ground in early spring a little muddy.

But it is just right, it can stop the charge of the Jin army.

The Han Er was Emperor Shi Jingtang Er. After he gave the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun and recognized the thief as his father, the entire northern land disdained the Song people.

Not a loss.

A thousand households of the Jin people were actually equivalent to the position of a king. The military commander led three thousand soldiers.

Wang Bing gasped and lifted the Mazakura in his hand. The Mazakurakura was about five feet long and was a sharp weapon for fighting in the field. It could chop horse legs from the bottom and pick up cavalry and soldiers from the top.

In ordinary important cities in the Song Dynasty, there are a large number of such long weapons.

The Han'er army and Khitannu were quickly fleeing the battlefield. The infantry led by Wang Bing, who killed no more than two thousand people, was already dispersed.

They quickly fled to the wings instead of Taiyuan City, because there were crossbows blocking them.

Nor did they escape backwards.

Because the Jin cavalry began to quickly walk towards the battle formation.
Chapter completed!