He just regretted that he should not put his hope on Zong Han. He first sent Tuheshi to use a small number of cavalry to conduct a tentative attack. Then when Zong Han's troops arrived, the main forces on both sides would not only be able to break the siege, but also might defeat most of the Song army and flee.

As a result, Zong Han's army did not arrive, but instead caused the main force of the Song army to surround all his subordinates and there was no hope of turning around.

He pulled out his knife and began to fight in person. After a while, he had suffered several minor injuries. Many generals and confidants advised him to escape, but they were scolded by Zong Bi and retreated. Later, everyone understood the situation of Yi Fang and Zong Bi's determination, and began to fight desperately, hoping to kill a few more Song troops, and there was no idea of ​​escaping.

The setting sun is like blood.

The last Jurchen soldier who fought hard was unknown, and he was not a general who was commanding the army. The black armor on his body was stained with blood and his strong body was covered with scars. Dozens of Song soldiers surrounded him, with swords and spears like a forest. Looking around, he broke the flag and died, and blood flowed. More than 30,000 Jurchen soldiers had all died tragically on the spot.

Although the Song army also paid the heavy price of tens of thousands of casualties, it wiped out all the Jurchen cavalry, and no one missed the net. When the battle was at its most critical moment, even the central army soldiers of the head coach Qu Duan came on the field in person, so that they could barely block the Jurchen cavalry like a mad dog and prevent the enemy from breaking through the siege.

At this point, everything is over.

The Jurchen knight seemed to know that the curtain was about to be removed, and a peaceful smile appeared on his face. He stopped resisting and threw the mace in his hand to the ground and closed his eyes.

A Song army hero jumped up and slashed his sword. The other party's head instantly separated from his neck, blood gushed out, and the head slammed into the ground.

At the same time, hundreds of thousands of Song soldiers cheered and excited. In the sunset, they fully witnessed the honor of their nation, country, and individuals. Everyone knew that after this battle, they would be invincible.

That night, the heads of Zong Bi and others were found by the Song army soldiers looking for on torches. They were cleaned and put in wooden boxes, and were reported to Taiyuan.

The fierce and barbaric are given the head. Although it is a bit barbaric to promote victory in this way, it is also the most appropriate way.

Emperor Zhao Huan first received the victory in Taiyuan, and then met Zong Bi and others' heads.

Unlike the cheering ministers and military generals, Zhao Huan's expression and expression were extra calm, as if nothing had happened. At this moment, he was indeed calmer than others because he was originally more confident than others.

Carrying the crystallization of wisdom for thousands of years. He makes China stronger as an emperor. If he can't do it, he thinks. What else is easier than this?

After the head was passed on to Taiyuan, it was passed on to Chang'an, Jiankang, Hangzhou, and finally, the head was sent back to Kaifeng, which had been restored, and threw it into the river, allowing these fierce men who once trampled on An Ning of the Song people to completely disappear.

After the great victory, Zhao Huan joined the army and ordered Quduan's troops to rest on the spot, and waited for Yue Fei, Wang Gui, Han Chenzhong and other troops to arrive at Qi, and besieged Yanjing.

Faced with this famous city that had not succeeded a hundred years ago, which had destroyed the confident city of the Song people, Zhao Huan was extremely cautious, and even ministers such as Li Gang and Zhao Ding felt that the emperor was too cautious.

One month later, 500,000 Song troops gathered at the city of Yanjing. Zhao Huan and Zhang Huang umbrella, wearing dragon robe, the imperial guards personally arrived at the city to command the last battle against the Jin Kingdom.

In terms of tactical perspective, of course, he did not need to come. The gathering of famous generals needed to coordinate. In addition, the significance of restoring Yanjing was even above Kaifeng, so he naturally needed to come in person.

Besides, even he himself wanted to see this famous city with his own eyes and return to the Han people's rule.

After Hebule swept away many cities north of Yanjing, he received help from the Khitans and a few Han troops. He sent people to deliver letters several times, willing to attack the city on behalf of the Song army, but was slightly rejected by Zhao Huan.

When the emperor arrived here, the Song army outside the city was cheering like thunder, and the red armor was like the sea, making the Jin soldiers guarding the city unable to see at a glance. Even if they thought about it with a pig's brain, they knew that the city would definitely not be able to be defended.

That night, Zong Han committed suicide, and the one who died with him was the remaining noble kings of the Wanyan tribe.

A few days later, the city of Yanjing was broken and Zhao Huan rode into the city. He was originally calm and calm, but he didn't feel tears falling like rain. He stroked the cold wall, and the blood was still stained, feeling emotion.

The Shendu of Yanjing finally returned to the hands of the Han people two hundred years ahead of schedule under a wonderful historical opportunity.

He secretly swore that behind him, the city would never allow it to change hands again.

The Han people in the city greeted each other with fragrance and flowers everywhere, and loess spread across the streets. Unlike the Han people in Kaifeng City, the Han people here were a little restrained and even a little panic. The city was lost for too long. The Han people first recognized their identity as the Liao people, and then were ruled by the Jurchens. They didn't know how much treatment would be for the homeland to look at their return.

That night, Zhao Huan ordered the reward of the three armies. At the same time, the people in the city also received cow wine. For a moment, the city was filled with joy like thunder, and the sound of praise of the saints resounded throughout the night.

Zhao Huan had a good sleep, and the next day, he got up like he was always there, without any confusion.

Zhong Ji, Zhe Yanshi, Feilun, Xue Qiang and others, wait to stand beside him.

When this group of young men were in the five countries, they often watched Zhao Huan like this. They never thought that five or six years later, each of them, whether they were enemies or their own people, would stay by Zhao Huan's side, to protect his security, monitor all officials and royal families in Beijing, and sometimes even mediate disputes in the harem. Those who were a little older, such as Zhong Ji and Xue Qiang, were sent to the army early, wearing strong and holding sharp edges, and experienced many battles.

At this time, the wheels of history rolled by. Zhao Huan was almost middle-aged. The group of young men who played polo back then had all been majestic, growing into young people, and becoming the backbone of this empire.

After Zhao Huan finished training and washed up, he saw a very red face. The guards were by his side without leaving him and laughed: "I heard that the battle outside Yanjing City that day, as the commander of Quduan's central army, you killed Wanyan Tuhesu with your own hands and made such a great contribution. When I look at you at this moment, I still look at you as young as the day."

Zhong Ji was the oldest among the five countries at that time, and he was twenty-three or four years old. In that era, he had already married and had children. He was calm and was a general in command of the army, and he had a more majestic expression. However, he was by Zhao Huan, but he was ridiculed by him so much. It must be because Zhao Huan saw his serious appearance and deliberately did this.

Zhong Ji's face turned red when Zhao Huan said, but after a while, he replied seriously: "Since I followed Your Majesty in the Five Kingdoms City, I feel that there has been no change."

His answer was both loyal and revealed Zhao Huan's joke. Zhao Huan was stunned at first, and then laughed: "Yes, I am really happy after hearing this."

In the eyes of the people of the time, Feilun was always a terrible synonym, but in front of Zhao Huan and his brothers, he had a smile on his face. When he heard the jokes of the king and his ministers, he also came forward to make fun of him and said, "I heard that Brother Zhong saluted Chang'an every day when he was in the army. He was so loyal, but he was the best among our brothers."

He was responsible for the intelligence department and originally had the role of surveillance of the army. Naturally, he could not hide his every move.

After hearing this, Zhao Huan looked at Zhongji and saw the other people's expressions differently. Feilun was generous and sighed in his heart, but he praised, "Zhongji loyalty, I am really happy, I am really worthy of it."

They are children of a family."

After the conversation changed, he said to the rest of the people: "You were all young, and the relationship between the king and the ministers was extraordinary. I believe in and love you, and it is no different from the children in my family. Everyone is very competitive. I see you, and they are the same. You are also loyal to the ministers. Whenever I think of you, I feel that I didn't take a look at you when I was in the five countries that day, and I am really happy."

The emperor was so heart-warming that everyone was happy to hear it. He immediately bowed down and bowed without mentioning the sage and thanked the saint.

The king and his ministers were talking to themselves, but a guard came to remind him that the time had come, and Zhao Huan should change his clothes and go on the road.

When Zhao Huan changed his clothes and went out, Zhang Jun and others had been waiting outside for a long time. Today is different from usual. Everyone changed their usual robes, all wearing auspicious clothes and high-capped purple robes. They looked majestic and added joy.

Zhao Huan smiled, turned over and ordered everyone, "Let's go."

After saying that, he took the lead and ran in front. Feilun, Zhe Yanshi and others hurriedly got on the horse and followed behind.

Zhang Jun was straightforward and resolute in character. He rode his horse and followed Zhao Huan with a group of ministers, but he showed dissatisfaction on his face and said to the emperor: "This Hebule Khan is too cunning. He kept the Supreme Master in his army and forced His Majesty to leave the city and go to the Mongolian army to take the lead in etiquette. It is really hateful."

It turned out that before the Song army recovered Yanjing, Hebule saw that there was no advantage here, so he sent troops to sweep away the remnants of the Jin people. The fall of Shangjing, almost all the relatives and nobles of the royal family were killed in battle. The Jin soldiers who stayed in the old land in the northeast were not originally elite. Except for a few Mongolian soldiers who suffered losses, the old land of the Jin Kingdom was almost wiped out by the Mongols and occupied them all.

Because the Five Kingdoms City imprisoned a large number of Song people, even big figures like Emperor Zhao Ji, the Jin soldiers left many elite soldiers to guard them. Hebule knew that the investment was a great reward, so he sent 10,000 elite soldiers to defeat the Jin soldiers guarding the five countries and rescued all the Song people in the city, including the old Zhao Ji.
Chapter completed!