At this time, the two sides officially engaged in a large-scale hand-to-hand confrontation.

The Jin soldiers drew their swords and waved their weapons like wolves and tigers.

The knife cut into the human bones, making a tooth-piercing sound.

Anyone who came close would be killed by the Jin army with thunderous means within a short period of time.

They are like murderous demons wearing iron armor, coldly harvesting one life after another.

Zhang Sizheng saw his comrades falling into a pool of blood one after another. His face was calm, with no pain, only relief.

He was also hit by two arrows, but he did not stop.

He suddenly recalled the first year of Jingkang.

That year, Taiyuan Prefecture was in emergency, and two armies, Zhong Shizhong and Yao Gu, supported Taiyuan. He, Zhang Sizheng, Zhang Xiaochun's son Zhang Hao, and Xie Qian went north in three directions.

The five-way reinforcement army was almost completely wiped out.

Countless people died tragically under the golden man's butcher's knife.

The land of Hebei and Hedong is trembling and weeping blood.

The world is sad and angry.

The people hated the Jin people deeply and all hoped that Wang Shi would go north.

Under the cover of the people around him, Zhang Sizheng raised his knife and stabbed the Jin Jun at the front with all his strength. He stabbed the Jin Jun's breastplate without piercing it.

Before the Jin Jun's knife came over, he quickly changed positions, this time stabbing him in the eye.

The knife penetrated the eye socket and rubbed against the bone, making a sharp sound.

Before the Jin Army soldier had time to see him, Zhang Sizheng pressed the handle of the knife down hard, and the knife was torn from the eye socket, causing blood and flesh to splatter on the Jin Army soldier's face.

A Jin Army soldier next to him slashed Zhang Sizheng's shoulder with a knife, and the knife penetrated directly into Zhang Sizheng's shoulder.

Zhang Sizheng snorted, calmly pulled out the knife, and stabbed the soldier in the eye socket again.

But this time, he had no time to retract the hand holding the knife, and was cut off by a Jin Jun's knife, causing blood to pour out.

Zhang Sizheng did not stop, he still looked calm, and rushed towards the Jin Jun who hacked him.

The opponent slashed at his neck again, but his body moved very quickly and only hit his shoulder.

Zhang Sizheng knocked the opponent down, and then used his remaining hand to use his last strength to smash the opponent in the face: "Go to hell!"

When he punched the opponent until blood spurted out, his body was also stabbed through.

But he smiled because he saw the fear on Jin Jun's face.

Zhang Sizheng died, but more people came.

No one quits!

The people behind quickly rushed up and directly hit Jin Jun's knife with their bodies, creating an impact and knocking Jin Jun down.

The crowd seemed to be in a frenzy.

Then one after another rushed up, crushing the front row of the Jin army.

Immediately afterwards, crowds of people rushed out from the street on the side. They appeared behind the Jin Army and rushed towards the Jin Army.

At the beginning, Jin Jun was very confident.

They thought that as long as they were brutally killed, these people would be frightened and run away.

But they soon discovered they were wrong.

The crowd quickly filled every inch of the street, and the Jin Army's military formation was so crowded that it collapsed in a short time. Hammers, scales, and machetes hit the Jin Army's armor, making a sound of metal collision.

The screams were heartbreaking, and the bones were chopped like firewood.

People fell one after another.

However, this group of two hundred Jin troops was almost overwhelmed, overwhelmed by the angry crowd!

These Jin soldiers were smashed out of their flesh, and their blood plasma and minced meat lay in a large piece in the snow.

However, more Jin troops soon dispatched.

Wearing iron armor, armed with crossbows and spears, they formed a solid military formation and began to launch the most bloody suppression of the city.

As time went by, Wanyan Hujia rushed out with more people, and one Jin army after another appeared on the streets and began to massacre on the streets.

They were like slices of meat grinder, with broken limbs and flesh flying everywhere in their path.

The crowd collapsed, regrouped, and collapsed again under the impact again and again...

The streets of Taiyuan City are already littered with corpses.

The armor of the Jin army was completely stained red with blood.

After the brutal confrontation between the two sides at close range, people in many places finally couldn't stop it and began to collapse in large numbers.

There is indeed an insurmountable gap in the combat effectiveness of civilians in front of elite troops wearing iron armor.

However, the riots quickly spread throughout the city.

It was impossible for the Jin army to extinguish all the riots in a short time, and the Jin army at the top of the city was still facing the siege of the Song army.

It can be said that now all the Jin Army is tense, and every Jin Army soldier has been mobilized.

News continued to reach Zhang Xiaochun, and Zhang Xiaochun couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart.

He even smelled the smell of blood wafting in the cold wind inside the prefect's Yamen.

He didn't know how many people had died outside, but he knew that it was impossible to defeat the wolf-like and tiger-like Jin army just by relying on the people.

The courage of the people is, after all, the courage of a moment.

They lack the organizational power and discipline of the regular army, let alone the armaments of the regular army.

When the crowd's emotions are high, they stand up quickly, but once there is a collapse, they also collapse quickly.

This is also the main reason why peasant uprisings have rarely taken off since ancient times.

What Zhang Xiaochun wants to know most now is the situation of the Jin Army's granary, which is related to the normal battle situation.

As long as the food is burned, the Jin army may surrender it all to Taiyuan Prefecture.

In the afternoon, Wang Shen led his men to the west of the city and appeared near the Chenghuang Temple.

Because large-scale turmoil broke out in the city, it was impossible for the Jin army to send more people to the area around the Chenghuang Temple in the west of the city.

There are five hundred Jin soldiers stationed here, all of whom are the best of the best, the kind who can kill ten by one person. They are all wearing armor and holding long spears.

However, more people followed Wang Shen.

They quickly rushed towards the Jin Army's granary and quickly flooded the granary.

In the afternoon, the news reached Wanyan Hujia: "Report! Shangguan, the unrest in the east of the city has been suppressed!"

"Report! The unrest in Nancheng has been suppressed!"

"Report! The unrest in the north of the city has been suppressed!"

Wanyan Hu Jia said: "Where is the Song Army? Has the Song Army attacked?"

"The Song army climbed up to the top of the city several times and was killed and returned!"

Wanyan Hu Jia laughed loudly: "I'm telling you, how dare people be so arrogant! Send me an order to kill a group of people first, for a day and a night!"

Wu Li did not say: "Shangguan, will killing too many people be detrimental to us? Who will help us carry the food then?"

Wanyan Hu Jia said: "Who are these bastards? Kill them and then capture a group from the south, or capture a group from Zhending and kill them until they become honest!"

"Yes! Kill them until they are honest! Kill them until they dare not say a word!"

The generals of the Jin Army were all overjoyed.

At this time, the following news came again: "It's not good! It's not good!"

Wanyan Hujia angrily shouted: "Why are you so nervous!"
Chapter completed!