Who knows?

This is Wang Bing’s true thought. He doesn’t bother to deceive this timid Zhang Xiaochun, it’s meaningless.

He really doesn't know!

This time I got down the dilapidated city wall and went to the tower to defend against the enemy. Can I survive?

Maybe I forgot how to live, and I forgot how to die.

The land of Hedong is the foundation of the world, and the safety of the world is bound by safety. Without Hedong, how can Qin not be defended, and Bianjing not be capitalized. Taiyuan City, which controls mountains and rivers, lies on the shoulders of the world, is the foundation of Hedong Road.

If there is Hedong, there will be a world. Without Hedong, Bianjing cannot be the capital.

There is Taiyuan, Hedong, no Taiyuan, Maling Pass, and Tong Pass are all under the military front of the Jin soldiers!

No more obstruction.

But at such an important location, such an important prefecture on Hedong Road, there is only a dirt city wall that is only about ten meters high, and there is no brick and stone.

The week is only eleven miles away, Taiyuan City with only four gates!

Still a dirt city!

It is hard to think that a hundred years ago, there was a brick and stone city of Jinyang with more than 40 miles and a total of twenty-four city gates standing here!

The person who established the current Taiyuan City was Pan Mei, the minister of Emperor Taizong of Song Dynasty, Zhao Guangyi.

At that time, when Pan Mei rebuilt a new city in Tangming Town, she established the T-line Street in order to destroy the Feng Shui of Taiyuan, and did not allow any cross street to appear.

The intention is to use the homonym of the royal aura of Taiyuan to nail down!

Wang Bing looked at the current Taiyuan City and sneered. Pan Mei, who had been more than a hundred years ago, said that the Ding Street could block the Khitan cavalry's military front, but Wang Bing, who was familiar with the military formation, knew it.

This is referring to a deer as a horse! Telling lies with your eyes open!

The city, the city wall is the last line of defense!

If the enemy breaks through the city wall, the fierce street fighting can only be the last effort made by the martyr for heroic spirit!

There is no point in the battle situation!

Why is such an inappropriate city built in such an important location in Taiyuan City?

Wang Bing shook his head.

It was still the cowardice of the officials of the Song Dynasty, because the original Jinyang City was the capital of the Northern Han Kingdom!

In order to show his civil and military achievements, Zhao Guangyi was also afraid of the strong resistance of the Northern Han capital at that time and ordered the burning of the original Jinyang City!

It attracted the Fen River and Jin River again, completely razing the city of Jinyang!

An ancient city that has been more than a thousand years has disappeared forever on this vast Fen River Plain.

Even Jinyang, the name of Taiyuan was called the Jinzhou Military for a long time, and it was not until a few years ago that the old name Taiyuan was restored.

But what can it be?

Can this change Emperor Taizong's short-sightedness?

Even if the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun were recovered, Datong Prefecture, and Datong Basin were captured, wouldn’t the entire Hedong Road need a second line of defense?

Ahhhh!

Wang Bing spat heavily, took a deep breath, patted Zhang Xiaochun on the shoulder and said with a smile: "But let the flying general of Longcheng be here, and I won't teach Hu Ma to cross Yinshan."

"To this day, if the Taiyuan City is broken, the enemy must have stepped on my body and entered the city! At that time, Master Zhang must kneel faster to prevent the Golden Thief's knife from being too fast and chopped off your brain. Hahahaha!"

Wang Bing said this because he remembered that he had brought five hundred swords and axes and threatened Zhang Xiaochun to resist resolutely!

At that time, Zhang Xiaochun summoned various supervisors to surrender to Wanyan Zonghan. When Taiyuan City was broken, Jin soldiers went down thousands of miles and stubbornly occupied Tongguan to block the emperor's escape route into Shu, and could also curb the Western Army of the Song Dynasty to serve the king.

One kills multiple goals.

At that time, the country will be in danger of overthrow!

As the resistance grew longer, Zhang Xiaochun's willingness to surrender became less and less important.

Because the entire Taiyuan City can only fight to the death without retreating, and only by defending Taiyuan City can you survive!

Otherwise, the Jin soldiers would enter the city, and all the elderly, young, women and children would not be spared, and all would die.

With such fierce resistance, if the Jin soldiers did not massacre Taiyuan City, how could they shock the Hedong prefectures?

The Taiyuan people have a deep memory of this aspect. How did the 1,400-year-old Jinyang City be destroyed? Isn’t it because the Northern Han resistance was fierce and scared the donkey cart emperor?

Very disrespectful, great disrespectful, scared Emperor Song Shengong Shengde Wenwu?

Wang Bing has been fighting for many years and knows the battle formation very well.

It is a blessing to wander between the terror of life and death every day. How many soldiers can remain rational?

Hopefully, the Jin soldiers can be benevolent and righteous in saving the people of Taiyuan?

Therefore, Zhang Xiaochun surrendered, but he was the only one who surrendered, and the soldiers in Taiyuan City had no way out.

"Hey... why are you troubled? When the Jin soldiers arrived and surrendered to the Jin people, you were your commander of the army, and I was still the prefect of Taiyuan. Is this not good? Why are you troubled?" Zhang Xiaochun shook his head repeatedly, Wang Bing.

It's really too worldly and doesn't know how to adapt.

Wang Bing sneered: "Only you and I can still be officials, what about the people of Taiyuan?"

After he finished speaking, he ignored Zhang Xiaochun and walked towards the building with an iron spear.

Zhang Xiaochun's roar came from behind: "What are you trying to do? Isn't it just a bunch of mud legs? As for? Why don't you surrender!"

As for it? As for it.

Why not reduce gold?

Because of the people, the mud legs in Zhang Xiaochun's mouth.

"Wang Jundu, there are more than 3,000 pots of hot tinsel oil, and there is not much tincture oil in the city. What should I do?" A messenger ran to Wang Bing and asked.

Wang Bing frowned deeply. Taiyuan's military weapons had a refining workshop with strong tinder oil. These days, they also rely on the casting of strong tinder oil by clay pots, blocking the enemy's offensive again and again.

Until now, the hot turmeric oil has completely lost its reserves.

Wang Bing looked at the messenger's face and knew that there was nothing to say. He said in a muffled voice: "What should I say together?"

"The food in Taiyuan City is not enough. Even though the elderly, young, women and children have already been extremely harsh in their lives, and they have been living a two bowl of thin rice porridge every day to ensure the combat power of the soldiers, it is no longer enough to maintain it."

"There are already old people in the city who keep throwing themselves into wells and hanging themselves..."

"If you are old and useless, you won't waste food. Most of these elderly people say this before they die."

The messenger's face looked several times, with tears in his eyes, and he said in a mournful manner: "Wang Jundu! Taiyuan City is already exhausted and the lamp is dry!"

After saying that, he started to cry.

The messenger collapsed.

Wang Bing looked around the craftsmen who were carrying clay pots, and only numbness remained on their faces. There were too many people like messengers in the nearest Taiyuan City.

Suddenly crying and ending your life.

People in the city get used to it after seeing too much.

"There are not much food and grass in the city, and the reinforcements are not seen for a long time. The soldiers are hungry to fight. This is fine. The strings and wood of the crossbows in the hands of many soldiers are also damaged. We are afraid that this battle will be lost!"

Wang Bing nodded, helped the messenger up, and dusted off the dust on his shoulders. He knew very well what Taiyuan City looked like.

He knew that many people would take advantage of the night to drag some dead bodies to the building, and it was not necessary to say where they would go.

Wang Bing once stayed on the earthen wall in the middle of the night, stayed in the shadows, watching the people dragging the bodies, sitting all night.
Chapter completed!