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Chapter 155: The Tragedy of Wuzhou (8)

Day 3.

The Yuan army was still divided into two groups, land and land, and launched a large-scale attack on the city at dawn.

Kong Yuan was anxious and no longer cared about the losses of the siege. If Ali Hague was destroyed, the situation of the Song army would be completely changed.

The Song Dynasty was on the verge of demise, and Marshal Boyandu and him were never willing to see the Song Dynasty rise again.

In the past, the Song Dynasty had only Leizhou, and even if it developed, its power was limited. But if Guangxi fell into the hands of the Song Dynasty, the situation would be very different. The Song Dynasty only needed to recruit soldiers in Guangxi, and at that time, the domestic rebel army would go to Guangxi. They wanted to destroy Song again, but they didn't know how much energy they would have to spend.

Before Kong Yuan went to war, Boyan issued a death order to kill him, and he must take down Wuzhou as quickly as possible to aid Ali Hague.

Only by firmly restraining the development of the Song Dynasty can the Song Dynasty never have hope of turning the tables.

As soon as the drum sounded, more than a dozen military formations were attacking the city wall in front of the Yuan army.

On the other side of the water village, the catapults on the warships kept throwing the stones towards the water village.

It's a fight again.

At this moment, neither side had many ways to defend against the enemy.

Wanyan Zhang kept saying inspiring words on the city wall to boost morale.

He was not worried that the Jurchens under his command would lose their fighting spirit, but the people who helped might not be willing to die with the Yuan army. He could only continue to inspire them with the righteousness of the country and nation.

The offensive of the Japanese Yen Army was more fierce than before. In the afternoon, the troops on the city were already in short supply.

Under Qin Han's instruction, Wanyan Zhang transferred all the soldiers of Qinglong and Baihu villages to the city wall and fought with all his strength.

The Qinglong and White Tiger villages became false.

Although there were five thousand soldiers guarding the other end of the water camp, the Yuan army warships kept pulling out wooden stakes and getting closer and closer to the water camp.

Countless soldiers were bleeding, and even Wanyan Zhang's deputy generals lost nearly half.

At dusk, the Yuan army still failed to attack the city and retreated. However, there were no more than a few bodies of the Song army and the people lying on the city.

No one cheered or encouraged, they were all silent, watching the Yuan army retreat in extreme silence.

The atmosphere on the city wall was extremely dull.

Later, after counting, there were nearly 10,000 anti-Yuan army. Apart from the water camp, there were only more than a thousand soldiers left at the top of the city.

Anyone can see that Wuzhou City cannot be defended.

That night, countless Wuzhou people left the city. Wanyan Zhang did not encourage them to leave the city, but did not stop them.

The Yuan army is about to break the city, and if they forcibly keep these people in the city, it will only cause their resistance.

Qin Han disappeared.

Wanyan Zhang personally guarded the city and said to the tired Jurchen soldiers around him: "My sons, do you think of your hometown?"

No one answered, but many people cried silently.

In a foreign land, who doesn’t want to be home?

But at present, I don’t know what happened to their homes far away in the north. I don’t know whether their mutiny had already made the Yuan Dynasty emperor angry and vented his anger on their families. But General Wanyan said that their battles for the Yuan Dynasty were just icing on the cake, and it was difficult for the Jurchens to prosper again, and fighting for the Song Dynasty was a timely help. If the Song Dynasty could restore the country, the Jurchens would have another chance to prosper.

Wanyan Zhang did not scold the soldiers who were crying, but said again: "Are you willing to follow this general to pay your life for the Jurchens?"

"willing!"

"willing!"

"Long live the Jurchen!"

Countless soldiers choked and shouted.

The Jurchens were so strong before, and they all had the blood and pride of Jurchens. As long as the Jurchens were strong and the tribesmen could be happy, what would it be to give their lives?

Wanyan Zhang's eyes also turned red and he shouted: "Stop the Yuan army! Seek life for me, Jurchen!"

"Juchen!"

"Juchen!"

That night, there were shouts that first rang over the city, and then trembled in the water village.

Late at night, the Yuan army sent another surprise troops to capture the city and the water camp at night, and were all killed and retreated by the brave Jurchen soldiers.

There are only more than 300 people left on the city wall.

Wanyan Zhang transferred two thousand people from the water village overnight.

Perhaps by dawn, Wuzhou City will really not be able to defend it. Although the natural barriers here can be used, the difference in the forces between the two sides is too big.

On that night, most of the Jurchen soldiers in the city walls and the water village did not sleep all night.

Perhaps this will be the last night they can see in their lives. This world seems so wonderful and unforgettable.

But they have no choice.

Even General Wanyan is willing to die for the Jurchens' future. They are just soldiers, how dare they survive?

How I hope this night will never pass

But people cannot grasp the passage of time.

The sky was still lightning slowly after all.

This is the fourth day.

What a beautiful morning light, what a beautiful mountain fog. This is a scene that is completely unnecessary to the north, but in the eyes of many Jurchen soldiers, it seems like the ice and snow in the north.

The river covered with ice and snow, the grass with yellow grass. Unfortunately, we can never see the herds of cattle and sheep again.

As the fog gradually dissipated, the Yuan army came out of the thick fog, and the military formation was still in order. Solemn murderous aura was condensed above the military formation.

Wanyan Zhang personally killed his war horse, placed the head of the war horse on the head, and knelt down to the horse's head.

The soldiers on the city wall knelt down one after another, crying in silence.

The Jurchens' strength back then made them successful, but also destroyed them. If the Jin Dynasty had not been established, they might have been free herders on the grass.

The Yuan army's war drums rang.

The neat steps and the noise of iron armor collided outside the city.
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