Chapter 224 An Ice City

This day is already November [-]th.

Early in the morning, the mighty Jin Army surrounded the inner city of Bianliang.

Every city gate was guarded by Jin Army soldiers and Tiefu Tu. Naturally, the Song Dynasty army was divided into more than a dozen teams, waiting for the war horn to sound at any time and fight to the death with the Jin Army.

About dawn that day, thousands of waterwheels were continuously driving toward the city gates on the streets of Bianliang's inner city.

The common people stood at the door of each house looking at these waterwheels, feeling extremely confused and puzzled.

Now that the war is about to begin, what tricks are the imperial court doing? What are they trying to do by driving these waterwheels out of thin air?

Standing next to Emperor Huizong, Earl Ying looked at the mighty fleet of waterwheels, the corner of his mouth curled up, and a proud smile appeared on his face.

"Your Majesty, you see how cold the weather is now, just take a look."

As Earl Ying spoke, he casually grabbed a handful of yellow leaves from the city wall.

As soon as the handful of fallen leaves was grabbed by Earl Ying, Earl Ying's hand suddenly became cold, causing his wrist to tremble.

Emperor Huizong nodded, patted the earl's shoulder with his hand, and said, "I'll just watch!"

At the same time, almost seventy-eight out of ten of the fleet of water trucks driving from the inner city of Bianliang to various city gates had passed by.

The soldiers at each city gate were temporarily divided into 130 people.

The division of labor is clear, and the water in the water wheel is poured in basins or buckets along the edge of the city wall in an orderly manner.

Since the Jin Army's rear defense troops have not arrived yet, there are no plans for the project for the time being.

Watching helplessly as the Song army kept pouring water on the city wall, they couldn't help but feel weird.

They also didn't understand what kind of tricks the Song Dynasty was playing, and why they kept watering all of a sudden.

The soldiers were busy on the city gate towers for nearly half an hour. Half an hour later, the sky was bright and the sun was rising.

The cold penetrates deeply into everyone's bones.

The water scooped out from the waterwheel has now gradually formed ice on the city wall.

It only took more than half an hour for the rebellion to wrap up the city wall.

Looking from a distance, the inner city of Bianliang seems to have become an ice city.

No matter how powerful the Jin army was, it was impossible for them to withstand the huge slippery slope of the ice city wall. Even with all their strength, they could not climb up.

At this time, although all the Jin Army units had arrived at the gates of the inner city of Bianliang.

But after all, the general situation is over, for a while, Jin Wushu, king of Jin Liang, and King Wo of Wei, Da Jin were inseparable, neither of them knew what to do.

The two of them looked at each other, both dumbfounded.

In the shortest possible time, the two think tanks came up with a countermeasure.

That is, Daikin can give up the strategy of climbing the city wall and use the Iron Buddha to force open the city gates.

When the time came to the fifth quarter of the hour, the war horn sounded, and the Jin army began to charge at various gates in the inner city of Bianliang.

At the same time, tens of thousands of arrows rained down from the city walls.

Eighty thousand shields were raised at the same time, desperately blocking the flying arrows shot by the Song army.

At various gates in the inner city of Bianliang, people were urgently dispatched to resist the Jin army's iron pagoda.

Everywhere inside and outside the city gates was instantly plunged into a sea of ​​blood.

Taichang Shaoqing Li Gang was wearing a battle armor and walking among the crowd.

He pulled out the sword from his waist and said loudly: "This is the last decisive battle between our Song Dynasty and their Jin people. If we lose, our homeland will not be protected!"

"Soldiers, brothers, follow me and kill them all!" As soon as the words fell, the guards at the city gates all said in unison: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The current situation can be said to be extremely unfavorable for the Jin Army.

You know, just relying on the Iron Buddha Tu to knock open all the gates in the inner city of Bianliang is simply a fantasy.

No matter how this battle ended, the Jin army could only seize the gate of the inner city of Bianliang with the only way to win in cold weapon warfare.

The only way to win is actually to climb the city wall.

The ladder couldn't be put up at all. As soon as one was put up, the Jin army rushed up towards the city gate tower.

Because the surface of the city wall was too slippery, the ladder immediately fell down, causing everyone to fall over.

Li Gang couldn't help but feel proud. Hearing the golden man on the other side of the city wall fall to the ground and howl like a ghost, he suddenly turned around, gave a thumbs up to the east, and smiled proudly.

At the end of Li Gang's sight, there was a group of figures standing, led by Emperor Huizong and Count Ying.

Earl Ying high-fived him repeatedly, even though he knew that nothing Li Gang could hear at this time.

But he still wants to say it.

"In our great Song Dynasty, the emperor guards the gates of the country, and the king dies in the country!"

These ten words have spread throughout the streets and alleys of Bianliang City.

No one knows it, and the common people even have these ten words on their lips all day long.

At present, the civil and military ministers in the court are excited, and the war has intensified.

As soon as Earl Ying blurted out the cross, the six thieves headed by Cai Jing and Gao Qiu cheered loudly.

"The Song Dynasty will definitely win! Well done to the men of the Song Dynasty!"

One by one, they could even see the outcome of this battle at this moment. It clearly ended with the Song Army defeating the Jin Army.

It's just a matter of time.

Presumably, due to some temporary internal problems in the Jin Army, everyone waited for the troops behind them for more than half an hour.

The fact that the Jin Army was so belatedly aware of the situation was actually a tragedy.

Emperor Huizong remained silent the whole time, with cold sweat clenched in his palms.

Looking at the soldiers of the Song Dynasty who died tragically on the spot one after another on the city gate tower, my heart was filled with ups and downs.

I prayed to my ancestors again and again in my heart: "The younger generation, Zhao Ji, please ask the spirits of my Zhao family ancestors in heaven to protect our Song Dynasty soldiers so that they will have fewer casualties!"

The more he thought about it, the more nervous Emperor Huizong became.

What appeared before his eyes were the crimes he had committed since he ascended the throne.

For many years, I did not care about the life and death of the people.

Because of his own interests and preferences, he extremely ruthlessly put the people of the Song Dynasty into misery.

I want to ask, is it possible that I really don’t know how the people of the Song Dynasty worshiped me?What kind of miserable life is this?

After countless midnight dreams, my conscience naturally ached.

However, he could not resist the instigation of these treacherous ministers under his command, and he violated his own conscience and committed those mistakes again and again.

History is supposed to be there with certainty.

But sometimes, history doesn't repeat itself.

This time, Heaven chose to give Zhao Ji a chance.

(End of this chapter)

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