From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 656

The battle on the east gate of Shenjing is coming to an end. This battle started in the morning and lasted until dusk. From the initial siege to the battle for positions, and then to the battle for control of the city gate.

Tens of thousands of defenders fought desperately, but they still couldn't stop the full-state Donglu soldiers. The gap in the tower couldn't be defended, and the road down the city couldn't be blocked. Finally, the Donglu soldiers rushed into the city.

Just as they were preparing to open the city gate with internal and external cooperation, they saw an almost unbelievable scene.

Countless men carrying all kinds of weapons crowded the streets, and there was almost no end at a glance.

How the hell is this possible!

In every siege, the people didn't run away, but this time they didn't run away, and they even resisted!

"Get away! Otherwise, I'll kill you too!"

An Donglu soldier roared.

In response to them, the people of Shenjing roared to the sky.

The dense people rushed up like a tide and drowned them in an instant.

"Kill these Donglu dogs!"

"I'll fight you!"

Amid countless shouts, the Donglu soldiers who entered the city only lasted a few dozen breaths before they all became corpses.

The battle was still going on on the tower, and the huge wave of civilians rolled up and greeted the Donglu people.

Their combat effectiveness was very weak, they had no armor, and their weapons were often just shovels and hoes. Logically, they should not pose a threat to the well-trained Donglu people.

But there were too many of them, densely swarming up the top of the city, and a large group of people were crowding up on the streets below the city.

The civilians were all blood-thirsty, not to mention the defenders.

Countless civilians rushed up, giving them unparalleled fighting spirit and courage, and they didn't know where the new strength came from, and they fought a new wave of death with the Donglu people.

The changes on the tower came too quickly, and below the tower, Huang Taiji, standing at the door of the tent, watched this scene from a distance, and his brows gradually frowned.

He was silent for a long time before he sighed, "It seems that the road we have to go will take a long time."

Wanyan Daichan said, "Because of these people?"

Huang Taiji said, "Because the blood of a nation has awakened."

He lowered his head, seemed very frustrated, and murmured, "Daichan, you said that we Donglu people are only 700,000 or 800,000, but we can gather more than 100,000 troops and beat the Jin Dynasty. Why is this?"

Wanyan Daichan said, "We are good at fighting and are a nation that grew up on horseback."

Huang Taiji said, "That's right. Our children have grown up on horseback since childhood, riding, hunting, fighting, and martial arts, so they are wild and fierce."

"So our Cavalry is almost invincible. Our individual combat capability on the battlefield is far superior to that of the Jin Dynasty. "

"It's different now. What we have, the Jin Dynasty has also begun to have."

He sighed: "When my father attacked Liaodong, I was only four years old. The garrison there was still defending the city, and the people ran away."

"Before we attacked Jizhou, just halfway through the siege, their soldiers were scattered, and the people fled everywhere, like lost sheep, at our mercy."

"At this moment, the garrison on the tower of Shenjing died one after another, but they did not collapse."

"The people of Shenjing City actually organized themselves and climbed the tower to fight side by side with the garrison..."

"What is the reason , which has brought about such a huge change in the people and soldiers of Dajin?"

"This kind of awakening of blood requires extremely harsh conditions, tens of hundreds of years of pain, and tens of hundreds of years of enlightenment."

"And Dajin, how long has it been?"

Wanyan Daichan whispered: "What does my brother want to say?"

Huang Taiji said: "The Dajin national destiny should have come, but people like Guan Miaoshan and Zhou Yuan appeared."

"The former can actually stabilize the bad situation without collapse, and the latter is even more outrageous, patching up the cracks in the sky and saving the sky everywhere, while also enlightening the people and awakening the national blood..."

"These two people, the former stabilized history, and the latter changed history."

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, saying: "We are so close to taking over Shenjing! But the awakening of our blood has prevented us from completing the last step."

"We will lose this battle."

Hearing this, Daishan next to him couldn't help but yelled: "No! What do you mean, Lao Ba! Are you going to withdraw?"

"We have 90,000 troops and finally got here. If we don't take advantage of Zhou Yuan's absence to capture Shenjing, we will have no chance when he comes back in the future."

"We can't retreat! We just have to kill! Kill those people and they won't dare to fight!"

"The defenders of Dajin are only 20,000 people left. If they attack for another day, they won't be able to hold on."Huang Taiji's face was solemn and his voice was heavy: "Father worked hard for decades but failed to break through Shanhaiguan. We fought together and finally got here."

"I know how difficult it has been along the way, and I know how rare this opportunity is."

"But..."

He took a deep breath and said, "But the awakening of the people of Shenjing has made it difficult for us to move forward. If we continue to fight, more people will die in Shenjing, and so will we."

"Even if these 90,000 troops are wiped out, Shenjing cannot be taken back."

"It's time to retreat. We can't completely leave no strength for ourselves."

Daishan shouted, "If you want to leave, go! Anyway, I won't leave!"

Huang Taiji looked at him, his eyes became sharp.

His eyes were deep and his tone was calm: "Daishan, I inherited my father's will. I know what the Jurchens' goal is, and my determination is stronger than yours."

"But doing things is not just about brute force. If you can't get it, you can't get it. Fighting is not a gamble. No one can gamble with our national destiny, not even me."

"Zhou Yuan is an excellent opponent. When Sayinshanda failed to take him down, I had a bad feeling."

"This time, the people of Shenjing have taught me another lesson."

"We will learn these things slowly, we will become stronger slowly, and we will achieve our goals one day."

"As an emperor, I need to analyze the situation, make judgments, and make decisions with the most rational eyes."

"And you! As a prince of the Qing Dynasty! You must support any decision I make!"

Daishan gritted his teeth and said, "Old Eight! We..."

"Call me Your Majesty!"

Huang Taiji stood up directly and drew the king's sword from his waist.

Daishan opened his mouth, but finally lowered his head and sighed, "Your Majesty, I listen to you."

Huang Taiji said, "Sound the horn to call off the troops. This battle has taught us a lot of lessons. We need at least a long time to learn."

"My father's foundation and the ideals of the Jurchens are still behind."

The ancient horn sounded, and the roar in the night continued. The army of the Eastern Tartars finally couldn't hold on and was chased and killed by the soldiers of the Great Jin Dynasty and the people of Shenjing.

The Eastern Tartars under the tower watched all this and turned around to retreat.

"We won! We won!"

Hong Bo covered his bloody abdomen and shouted excitedly, "Huang Taiji is scared! He won't fight anymore! He's going to escape!"

"Lao Luo! We won, hahaha!"

Hong Bo hugged Luo Kun, who was lying on the side, crying and laughing, and couldn't help but shed tears, shouting, "We saved Shenjing!"

Luo Kun looked at the countless soldiers and people standing around him. Under the illumination of the flames, everyone's face was burning with blood.

He murmured, "Old Hong, we seem to have really become heroes."

"We have already been heroes!"

Hong Bo pulled Liu Daguang over and said loudly, "We three brothers have not brought shame to Boss Zhou. Our Wucheng Bingma Division is no worse than any regular army!"

On the city wall, countless soldiers and civilians were cheering. This battle showed their bloodiness and real achievements.

After all, before the siege, no one was optimistic about this battle. Their goal has always been to delay until the reinforcements arrived.

And they killed the other side!

"Come on! Come on! The Duke of Zhenguo! The Duke!"

An urgent shout came from a distance.

The faces of Luo Kun and the other two changed, and they hurriedly ran over there.

Countless civilians and soldiers ran over, their faces a little terrified.

And Song Shanao stood on the city wall, leaning against the wall with difficulty.

He had white hair, wrinkles all over his face, determination in his eyes, and blood constantly flowing from his chest.

The broken armor had long been broken, and there were knife wounds on his back and chest, the wounds were deep enough to see the bones, and the flesh walls were hideous.

The battle was too fierce, and everyone was risking their lives. He did not send anyone to protect himself, but he was also fighting hard.

"Marshal!"

The chief of the guards was choking with sobs, and he shouted hurriedly: "Quick! Get down from the tower! Call the imperial doctor!"

The guards surrounded him, but they stopped in their tracks when Song Shan'ao shouted.

Song Shan'ao stood with difficulty, his hair disheveled, and his face stained with blood.

He looked at the people around him, including soldiers and civilians.

He grinned and gritted his teeth and said, "Back then, I was in my early thirties, holding a big knife, and I went in and out of the enemy army, killing them all."

"Alas... After all, I am old, my brain can't keep up, and my hands and feet can't keep up."

"But at least... God let me live to this day and let me participate in today's battle."

With relief in his eyes and a smile on his face, he said loudly: "My soldiers and civilians of Dajin fought side by side, protect this land, you are all heroes!"

"The young people of my Great Jin have justice in their hearts and dare to face the national crisis. I am relieved to hand over the future of the Great Jin to you."

"Zhou Yuan, that kid, Fenglangjuxu, is really amazing!"

"I just don't know if my grandson is still alive or has gone to Mobei."

He looked at the flickering flames around him, laughed three times, and roared: "No regrets! I, Song Shan'ao, have no regrets in my life! Hahahaha!"

He finally couldn't hold on and fell heavily to the ground.

He saw the world turned upside down and saw the dark sky full of stars.

That was the gaze of the ancestors and the gaze of the famous generals of all generations.

Am I, Song Shan'ao, qualified to be a star in the sky?

I bear the crime of massacring my compatriots. I hope that those people who died tragically will hate me, Song Shan'ao alone. Those soldiers are innocent.

"Old Duke!"

"Marshal! "

"Duke!"

Countless civilians and soldiers knelt down and cried to the sky.

The flames were still burning.

The horn sounded from another direction.

Countless soldiers shouted in the distance, the Northwest Army and the Huguang Army had arrived.

They rushed through the night and finally arrived in the capital.

Listening to the familiar horn, Song Shanao remembered the time when he fought in the northwest, where he first joined the army.

"Old soldier Song Shanao, report..."

He finally closed his eyes, leaving only an old body.

And... an eternal monument.