Taiyuan City was broken, and the Jurchens entered Taiyuan City, but the battle still did not stop! There were still shouting and killing in the entire Taiyuan City!

"Have the Han people surrendered yet?" Wanyan Zonghan said in surprise.

He had conquered countless cities of Liao and Han people. Generally speaking, as long as the city was broken, the defenders would surrender! Like Taiyuan City, the city walls were broken and the army had entered the city, and it was rare that the defenders were still resisting stubbornly.

"Yes, the guards of Taiyuan City still lead the remnants of the army to fight us." The Jurchen soldiers reported.

"Very good. After years of fighting, I finally met a real hero! If I pass the order, I will capture the Taiyuan guard alive!" A hint of excitement appeared on Wanyan Zonghan's face.

From the distant Changbai Mountain to the present, he has been defeated by thousands of miles of Jiangshan. The only regret is that he has not encountered a decent opponent! Now, he feels that he has finally met an opponent and a hero! Although this opponent has blocked his attack by relying on the city wall, it is already rare! It is somewhat more solid than Taiyuan City. The huge cities, including Shangjing, Zhongjing, and Yanjing, are vulnerable to the Jurchen Iron Cavalry, but Taiyuan City has blocked them for 260 days. This is really not simple!

"Kill!" In Taiyuan City, a middle-aged general was bravely killing the enemy. He was Wang Bing, the guard of Taiyuan City!

Wang Bing is just 32 years old this year. He is in his prime and should have been strong, but now he is thin! He has not eaten much since the beginning of the year to the present! Especially in the past half month, all the food that Taiyuan City can eat has been eaten up! The entire Taiyuan City is already an "empty city". There are no horses, cows and mules, no various leather armor, no duckweed, solid, bran, grass, etc., anything that can be swallowed! In the past half month, Wang Bing has only eaten a starving rat that he occasionally found!

The reason why he was able to persist was due to an unyielding spirit, which was of course related to his innate cultivation! He was a rare innate master in the army, and his true energy was long in his body, so he could persist!

But now he has reached his limit!

"Your Majesty, I can't be loyal to you anymore! Taiyuan City is still broken!" Seeing that more and more Jin soldiers were coming, Wang Bing couldn't help but burst into tears!

"Kill!" He roared, and the surrounding city walls seemed to be shaking. The sword in his hand suddenly swung, and two more Jin soldiers died in his hands!

His face was covered with blood from the enemy. Seeing the more and more enemies coming, he was not afraid at all. He just moved forward! Before he died, he would drag more Jin soldiers to die together!

The true energy in his body was gradually consumed, and his strength gradually disappeared! Seeing another Jin soldier rushing towards him, Wang Bing roared forward, and he let the Jin soldier's spear sting on his left shoulder, and the long sword in his hand slashed hard on the Jin soldier's head. Suddenly, the Jin soldier's brain was flowing, and Wang Bing laughed!

But the Jin soldiers died, and he was seriously injured!

At this moment, he had already begun to fight for his life. He knew that he would die today. Now he just wanted to bring more Jin soldiers to hell with his life!

The comrades beside him had already died, and he was the only one left on the city wall!

Gradually, more and more Jin soldiers were around him, and Jin soldiers surrounded him! These Jin soldiers seemed to be moved by his courage. They no longer rushed up, but rushed up one by one, fighting with Wang Bing! This is an army that has been fighting for ten years, with their own beliefs and their own pride, and they will give Wang Bing the death of the warriors!

I don’t know how many enemies I killed, but Wang Bing finally felt the darkness in front of him. There were too many wounds on his body, and his blood finally flowed out! Before he died, he still forced himself to stand there, and the sword in his hand was leaning on the ground, supporting his body! He must not fall down in the face of the Tartars!

"Master, this man has been killed in battle!" A soldier came to Wanyan Zonghan and reported.

Wanyan Zonghan nodded silently! After a moment, he suddenly spoke and said, "What is Wang Bing carrying? Take it here and let me see!"

Wang Bing actually carried a long wooden box on his back. At that moment, several Jin soldiers married the wooden box and handed it to Wanyan Zonghan! As for Wang Bing's body, they still let him stand there and prevent him from falling down! Such an enemy won their respect.

Wanyan Zonghan opened the wooden box, and under the torch, he saw a scroll in the wooden box. He opened the scroll and saw that there was a person on the painting. The man was wearing a dragon robe, a crown, and his whole body was full of sword eyebrows and starry eyes. A strong domineering aura came from the portrait. I wonder who this person was?

"The Grand Marshal, the person in the portrait is Zhao Kuangyin, Emperor Taizu of the Song Dynasty!" A Han scholar next to him said.

Over the years, the Jurchens conquered the north, and countless literati without integrity defected to the Jurchens, and this Han people were one of them.

"I didn't expect that when he was dying, he was still carrying Zhao Kuangyin's statue on his back. Are he afraid that the statue would be damaged in the war..." At this moment, Wanyan Zonghan also felt a shock in his heart.

A ray of light appeared in the east, the night was about to end, and dawn was about to come! Wanyan Zonghan stood on Taiyuan City, and he looked at the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the distance, his heart was turbulent! If all the Han people were like Wang Bing, if all the cities were like Taiyuan City, it would be difficult for the Jurchens to go south to ascend to the sky! Fortunately, there was only one such city and only one such general!

"The King of Funerals! Bury the statue of Taizu of the Song Dynasty with him! Let the entire army rest for one day, and then the entire army goes south until Kaifeng!" Wanyan Zonghan clenched his fists and said.

*******

The autumn rain is drizzling, and in the East Palace, Zhao Chen has just stopped practicing!

He looked into the distance and saw clouds covered with clouds and occasionally dull thunder. He felt very dull in his heart, as if something big happened!

"What happened? Why am I restless?" Zhao Chen said secretly.

What he didn't know was that at this time, three eunuchs were running towards the East Palace in the rain! At the entrance of the East Palace, the three eunuchs were blocked there. The guards asked a little and put them in the East Palace! They walked forward all the way and finally came to Zhao Chen's bedroom! After reporting, they entered the bedroom and knelt in front of Zhao Chen!

"What happened? Why are you so frightened?"

"Your Highness, something is not good! Taiyuan City is broken, Zhongshan... Hejian was also captured by the Jurchen Tartars!"

Taiyuan City has been going on for 260 days since the first invasion of the Jurchens. As for Zhongshan and Hejian, they did not even achieve the goal of delaying Wanyan Zongwang's marching speed! Wanyan Zongwang conquered Zhongshan in three days and conquered Hejian in one day. The Hejian defenders fled without fighting! Wanyan Zongwang's eastern army was like a marching rush, and he had no stop at all. Now they are not far from the Yellow River!

"What? The three northern towns are still falling?" A rolling thunder came from outside, and lightning thunder thunder thunder came down. Zhao Chen felt that the thunder and lightning were as if it was hitting his body, and his whole body was chilling!

The three northern towns were conquered. From the three northern towns to the south, there was a flat river. On the plain, the Jurchen Iron Cavalry was an invincible existence! They would soon come to Kaifeng, and the Kaifeng city was broken and he would die!

"I can't die, I can't die..." Zhao Chen's voice trembled!

From beginning to end, he was still just a seventeen-year-old boy! It only took him a few months to come to this era! To a certain extent, he had not yet integrated into this era, and he was still considering his own life safety! The title of "Crown Prince" was just a name, code name, not the crown prince of the Central Plains, and had no special meaning! The "Father Emperor", "Mother Queen", and all the ministers in the court seemed to be strangers. The only ones who had some favors for this era were probably Wang De, or the eunuchs and palace maids who served his food and daily life!

He doesn't want to die, he will never want to die here!
Chapter completed!