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Yan Gao held the battle flag and stood in the middle of the street.

Five thousand rebel soldiers filled the streets and stood on the left and right sides of him; in the distance, more rebel soldiers were rushing towards him and silently joined the middle of the team.

Hundreds of young and strong men were naked, holding weapons, looking at the gap in the city wall with murderous aura, waiting for the moment of attack.

The Jin army's siege rams were still hitting, and they wanted to break through a larger gap so that more assault soldiers could enter the city through the first attack.

On the Wuqing city tower, drums sounded like thunder and killing sounds shook the sky. The Jin army attacked even harder, and the rebel soldiers guarding the city also knew that the city was between life and death. The only thing they could do was to fight with their lives, guard the city with their lives and blood, and protect the land. Hundreds of people fell down, and thousands of people rushed to the city walls. There were rebel soldiers and people here. They fought desperately, and they forgot about life and death. At this moment, they had only one thought to block the enemy with their flesh and blood and block the enemy.

"Boom..." The city wall fell again, the gap became bigger, and the dust was flying, and the war drums outside the city were beating, and the Jin army assault soldiers ran wildly, and the sound of killing was shocking.

Wang Yan suddenly raised the battle flag and shouted wildly: "Kill the Jin thieves... and swear to defend the country to death..."

The rebel soldiers around raised their weapons and shouted: "Defend the country to death..."

"Defend the country to death..."

The soldiers of the rebels shouted and roared, and a full of hatred broke out in their bodies. They rushed towards the enemy. They refused to hesitate and wanted to build a solid wall with their lives and blood.

Jin Kuang ran. He was shouting like a long arrow roaring. It was unstoppable.

The rebels were running wildly and roaring. They were surging and angry, and the waves stormed into the city walls.

"Kill..." The Jin army stepped on the gravel and rushed into the gap.

"Kill..." The rebels rushed out of the dust and hit the head-on.

The spear pierced out and pierced through the other party's chest and abdomen. Blood spurted into the body and fell down; the sword and axe flew, and chopped into the other party's body and howled. They fell one after another; the arrows were like locusts, devouring the other party's life; two torrents collided together, entangled in the narrow breach, and flesh flew everywhere.

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Zong Han frowned, and his eyes slowly narrowed and his angered.

He did not expect that the Song Dynasty people were so tenacious that they built a city wall with their flesh and blood. This city wall was too thick and fell off one layer, and there was still one layer that could not be killed. In this case, the enemy suffered one thousand and suffered eight hundred of them, which was purely a battle to consume.

"Change the crossbowman." Zong Han suddenly turned around and shouted at Gao Qingyi, "Change ten thousand crossbowman and shoot me. I want to see how thick this human wall is."

Ten thousand crossbowmen advanced quickly, and formed a dense battle formation, ready to go.

The Jin knocked, and the Jin army retreated like a tide. The rebels thundered and rushed through the gap, stepping on the bodies of the Jin soldiers and following them.

The flag was swinging, and the war drums sounded. In an instant, thousands of arrows were fired at once, and a dense black cloud soared into the sky, followed by a black cloud... The crossbowman shot continuously, and the arrow clouds flew out in groups, forming a black cloud tide in the air, rolling and rolling, making a thrilling roar.

The rebels stopped in horror. The black clouds in the air rolled like dragons opening their bloody mouths, shot down and nailed into the gap with a "buzz".

No one was spared. One hundred thousand long arrows were instantly nailed into this narrow battlefield, covering any inch of the wall, inside and outside the wall, as long as the arrow array was covered, no one could survive.

"Attack again..." Zong Han waved his hand hard and shouted, "Get the city for me."

The war drums rose again, and the Jin army was as strong as a rainbow, and they rushed towards the city wall again.

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Wang Yan pushed away the body on his back and crawled out with difficulty.

At the moment of crisis, his entourage protected him and allowed him to survive, but the dense corpses in front of him made him feel in pain and made him worse than death. In an instant, thousands of people were gone, and their bodies were piled up in this gap. They fulfilled their promise and recast the city wall with their flesh and blood. However, this city wall had no effect. It could not stop the enemy or protect the city.

Wang Yan stood up staggeringly. He saw the Jin army outside the city and the enemy roaring.

"Want to come in? Go dreaming." Wang Yan licked his lips, leaned over and pulled out a battle flag from the pile of corpses, held it high, then turned around and looked at the streets in the city, and looked at the rebel soldiers standing on the street. They were frightened by the scene just now, the dense array of arrows, the terrifying roar, and the sudden death. All of this shocked their minds and made them suddenly fall into the abyss of fear.

At this moment, a big flag appeared, and a tall body held the battle flag high, standing on the soul of death like a stone sculpture.

"Kill the Golden Thieves..." The screams of hoarseness rose up and violently hit their hearts. They woke up, they struggled out of their fear, they rushed towards the banner, they shouted wildly, they stepped on the corpse of their robes, and moved forward, "Kill..."

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The sun gradually tilted westward, and Handan City was still as solid as a golden soup. Although the Jin army wanted a trick, the Song people blocked them with their flesh and blood.

Zong Han was angry. He ordered attacks again and again, shooting the Song people with arrow formations again and again, but the Song people continued to build a city wall with the piles of corpses, blocking the gap.

The Great Song Dynasty battle flag was flying high on the city wall made of flesh and blood. It never fell down from beginning to end. It used its crazy dancing figure to tell the Jin people that no one could defeat it.

Zong Han's anger erupted. He failed to attack Datong four times. This time he went south to attack Zhending and was blocked. The attack was blocked again. The city seemed to be an insurmountable obstacle in front of Zong Han. This obstacle prevented him from making achievements and even seriously weakened his authority. He could no longer bear the city's provocation against him. He wanted to conquer, and he wanted to tell Huanglong Mansion that he was the strongest warrior of the Jurchens.

"Send an order to attack the city overnight, and all the troops attack in turn. Be sure to take down the city tonight."

Shi Liai timidly looked at Zong Han's face that was twisted by extreme anger, and obediently closed his mouth, not daring to say a word.

Gao Qingyi hesitated for a while and wanted to stop it, but then gave up again. Handan City was the key to the battle in Hebei. Only when he took it down could Zong Han achieve success. In comparison, Zong Wang was in Tuohe and Hulu River and won consecutive battles and would soon reach Daming Mansion. If Zong Wang's army in the East Tent took over Daming Mansion alone and took all Hebei, then Wu Qimai could rely on the support of Wanyan, Zonggan, Zong Wang and others to further gather power and weaken the power of Bo Jilie and other Jurchen tribes. This is something Zong Han didn't want to see. The dispute between the West Tent and the East Tent is actually an extension of the power struggle in Huanglong Mansion. If the West Tent fails to achieve outstanding results on the battlefield, the consequences will be very serious. It will not only lead to the more intense power struggle in the Huanglong Mansion, but also affect the stability of the Great Jin Kingdom.

"The deputy commander, the four sects are in the same position, and the troops are too dispersed." Gao Qingyi whispered, "We fought for a whole day, and the people of the Song Dynasty suffered heavy losses. In my opinion, we can now concentrate our troops on Wuqing Gate and give Handan a fatal blow."

Zong Han nodded and agreed, "Order immediately."

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At the time of entry, the Jin army gathered under the Wuqing Gate and attacked the city gates all the way, and knocked open the city walls made of flesh and blood by the Song people, and continued to break through.

Li Gang and Zong Ze gathered the Hebei rebel army and quickly turned to the Wuqing Gate. Both sides were killed and flesh and blood, and the people of the Song Dynasty suffered heavy casualties and hated the Jin army to the core. The soldiers completely lost their minds and were completely crazy. The Jin people were sure to win, and they also tried their best to fight hard.

An hour later, the Jin army was the first to break through the gap in the city wall. Wang Yan was seriously injured and insisted on command. However, the Hebei rebel army was not an elite soldier who had been through many battles and was seriously lacking in weapons. Under the storm-like attack of the Jin army, they finally couldn't hold on and allowed the Jin army to break through.

Wang Yan had already prepared before, so he dug trenches on the street near the gap in the city wall, filled with firewood.

After the Jin army broke through, he immediately ordered the trench to light up to prevent the attack of the Jin army, thus forcing the Jin people to enter street fighting.

Soon, the Wuqing Gate was also knocked open by the Jin army, and the Jin army swarmed in, but they encountered the same problem, which was burning trenches. All the Hebei rebels entered street fighting and did not retreat until they died.

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Li Gang stood in the middle of the street with his hands on his back, looking at the battlefield where fires surged into the sky in the distance, looking at the teams of Jin soldiers swarming in, and looking at the rebel soldiers fighting fiercely in the alley on the roof, a hint of despair in his eyes.

He finally failed to defend it. He was very grateful to these rebel soldiers who were fearless and fearless in defending the country. It was precisely because of these people that Hebei was still there and the Song Dynasty still maintained a huge body. However, whether it was the emperor or the court, they were unwilling to defend the country to the death. They were wearing the gorgeous cloak of "defending the country" and secretly engaged in shameless acts of "traitoring the country". These emperors and literati who enjoyed the glory of "national" should have been the pioneers of defending the country to the death, but the facts were extremely ugly and despicable. These people not only betrayed their souls, but also betrayed their "national". They were completely traitors.

"Li Xuanfu, you evacuate immediately, ask the King of Han for help, and ask the King of Han to defend Daming Mansion to ensure the safety of the capital." Zong Ze hurried and said anxiously, "Handan City cannot be defended, and more than 100,000 Jin troops are entering frantically. We can only hold on until midnight at most."

Li Gang smiled and shook his head, "I don't know if Yue Fei can rescue Yao Gu."

"That doesn't matter anymore." Zong Ze sighed, "If you are punished and General Zhong is implicated, you have all left, Bianjing will inevitably negotiate peace and must ced Hebei. That is the most important thing, and the only ability to turn the tide is the King of Han. Please evacuate immediately and ask the King of Han to send troops."

Li Gang shook his head firmly. He thought of Li Miao and Liu Yi in Zhending City, and the figures of them fighting alone in Zhending City.
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