All Heavens and Worlds Modified History System

Chapter 274 Hezhamengan
Zhending Prefecture, Xingtang County.

Chen Ran, smiling, asked the nobles of the tribe in front of him, "Is it okay for you to enforce military law on them?"

Several people looked at each other in confusion. "My king, we are willing to compensate. We can even pay for the horses, cattle and sheep. Can you please not kill them?"

"It's okay if we don't kill them." Chen Ran's words made several people smile, but then they were dumbfounded. "Then everyone in your tribe will die."

"This is the Han territory."

Chen Ran's smile gradually faded. "Killing and looting on Han territory, do you think all the men in the Han family are dead?"

Seeing Chen Ran's murderous intentions, Yelu Dashi beside him quickly chimed in, "You guys really don't know what's good for you! Why don't you retreat immediately!"

The tribal nobles bowed and left reluctantly.

If he were just an ordinary herdsman, we would just kill him and no one would care.

But several of them were nephews and nephews of chiefs and nobles, and they were reluctant to let them go.

Chen Ran narrowed his eyes and gently told Yelu Dashi, "Remember their tribes and send them to the front line when we fight the Jin people. Those who dare to retreat will be dealt with."

Yelu Dashi also had no good feelings towards these idiots who had no military discipline at all and dared to plunder the Song territory even with tens of thousands of Song troops at their side.

He was even secretly happy that Chen Ran was at odds with the grassland tribe, so he naturally agreed immediately.

What he didn't understand was that Chen Ran had never thought of becoming the Heavenly Khan. The grassland tribes were of only one use to him, and that was cannon fodder.

When the cannon fodder is not honest, I don't mind letting them leave early.

"All departments need to speed up."

Chen Ran was very dissatisfied with the current marching speed. It would take at least half a month to go out of Taihang Mountain, go south, and then go back.

It is possible that the Jin people would notice it in advance and make countermeasures.

"Speed ​​up as much speed as possible and stop as many gold men as possible."

Chen Ran’s strategy for beating the gold man is very simple, which is to consume his manpower.

Because he knew that the population of the Jin people was not large. Even if there were a large number of Bohai people, northern Han people, and even Khitans, Xi people, etc., the number would be at most 300,000.

Once all the people are dead, all the big and small gold will naturally disappear into thin air.

It's not about the city or the land, it's about destroying its vitality.

"And there's Shiling Pass." Chen Ran looked a little relaxed. "With Han and Yue together, who in the world can break through the defense?"

With several thousand men and horses from Fuyan Camp and Xiangzhou Camp, it should be no problem for them to defend the small Shiling Pass.

At the same time, Shiling Pass encountered the most powerful attack.

Wanyan Zongjun, Aguda's eldest son, wore three layers of heavy armor and personally led Hezha Meng'an to fiercely attack the city defenses.

These thousands of Heza Meng'an were extremely brave even when they dismounted from their horses and fought on foot.

Each of them was a standard armored soldier, holding up a shield and resisting the defenders' shooting as they came to the city wall.

More than twenty reinforced ladders were erected, and a large number of soldiers pressed down the ladders and wrestled with the defenders on the city wall who wanted to push the ladders away.

At the same time, the Heza Meng'ans, holding a shield in one hand and climbing with the other, bit their weapons in their mouths and climbed up quickly using their hands and feet.

It has to be said that the fighting will, equipment level and ability of these Heza Meng'ans are all excellent.

They just rushed upwards despite the arrows, crossbow bolts, rolling logs and rocks and other defensive equipment.

People were constantly being knocked down and shot down, falling under the city.

But the people behind still charged forward fearlessly and madly.

Heza Meng'an, who did not have time to go up to the city, took up a large bow and heavy arrows and shot at the enemy from under the city.

In an instant, casualties on both sides increased rapidly.

Yue Fei and Han Shizhong both appeared on the top of the city wall.

Both of them were good archers and horsemen. They held large bows and heavy arrows and shot continuously, with almost every arrow hitting the target.

The stinking golden juice was poured out in a pot, burning the bodies of the Heza Meng'ans through the gaps in their armor.

This kind of injury carries a terrible bacterial infection, which was almost certain to be fatal in an era without antibiotics.

A ceramic bottle filled with lime powder was thrown down, and the broken bottle emitted a large cloud of powder, which entered the eyes and reacted with water, instantly blinding the eyes.

All kinds of tragic howls resounded throughout the battlefield.

Such a tragic scene did not scare Heza Meng'an, who had experienced life-and-death battles, and they still rushed to the top of the city wall.

There were armored soldiers on both sides, and when they were crowded together and fighting, Chen Ran's advance preparation played an important role.

The short weapons in the hands of the soldiers were mostly blunt instruments such as hammers, axes, and bone clubs.

These weapons are specially used to break heavy armor.

In history, by the time the Song army realized this, they had already suffered hundreds of thousands of terrible casualties.

Now with Chen Ran's instructions, he went straight to the fatal goal.

It doesn’t matter if the three layers of armor cannot be broken. One blow from the axe will result in broken bones, torn tendons, and damaged internal organs, even with the silk lining to cushion the damage.

The most powerful equipment advantage of Heza Mengan and his men was instantly offset.

The weapons and equipment of the Jin soldiers were mainly blunt weapons such as maces, axes, and bone clubs. When they counterattacked, the defenders were also killed in one wave.

The two sides were fighting to the death, almost exchanging their lives.

Yue Fei and Han Shizhong personally supervised the battle. Anyone who dared to escape from the battle would be killed directly, no matter whether they were from Xiangzhou Camp or Fuyan Camp.

Seeing the warriors rushing to the top of the city wall and being devoured as many as they came up, Wanyan Zongjun, who was supervising the battle outside the city, had tears in his eyes.

These Heza Meng'ans were personal leaders bestowed upon him by his father and were his hereditary armed forces.

How can we bear such tragic casualties?

He growled, his eyes red as he led his guards towards the ladder.

After seeing the Khitan people's system of passing the throne from father to son, especially the system of primogeniture, Wanyan Zongjun's ambition had already swelled. As Aguda's eldest son, he needed to prove himself with military merit!
Yue Fei, who was on the top of the city wall, killed several particularly ferocious Jin soldiers in a series of charges. After stabilizing a gap that was on the verge of collapse, he retreated for a distance to take a break.

Even with his powerful strength, he was exhausted after fighting for a long time.

"I'll go sweep the city walls." Han Shizhong, holding a spear, came over and said, "You lead the archers to shoot arrows and cut off their support."

Yue Fei nodded vigorously, gathered strength in his arms and lifted the bow.

These Jin soldiers were all wearing heavy armor, so ordinary bows and arrows were useless. They could only use large bows and heavy arrows and shoot at close range.

As for the Divine Arm Bow, it was indeed powerful enough, but loading it was too slow and cumbersome.

Yue Fei avoided several breakthrough points where fierce fighting was taking place and came to the edge of the city wall, leaning forward slightly to observe the area below the city.

The Jin army archers under the city were busy supporting the breakthrough points, and no one noticed him.

Immediately afterwards, Yue Fei saw Wanyan Zongjun, who was preparing to climb the city wall under the close protection of a group of personal guards.

His unique armor and the Jin soldiers guarding him all around were enough to highlight his unique identity.

Yue Fei drew his bow and aimed his arrow, but soon put it down again.

The personal guards around Wanyan Zongjun raised their iron shields and protected him tightly, leaving him no chance to attack.

He chose to continue waiting.

Sure enough, a moment later Wanyan Zongjun climbed up the ladder.

The ladder is narrow and can only accommodate one person.

The guards around him could no longer protect themselves with the iron shields they held high in their hands.

Yue Fei took a breath, drew his bow and arrow without any hesitation, and in just one breath, he shot the heavy arrow out.

'Dah! '

The heavy arrow penetrated the lamellar armor, chain mail, and silk lining and went straight into the right rib, finally getting stuck in the ribs.

In severe pain, Wanyan Zongjun screamed and lost his strength, and his body fell down limply.

The guards were horrified and rushed forward to protect with shields raised.

Yue Fei, who had already put the second arrow on the bow, cried out inwardly and regretted giving up the follow-up shot.

Blood foam began to spurt out of Wanyan Zongjun's mouth. This was because his lungs were injured and internal bleeding began to occur, which was spraying out through his respiratory tract.

He was no longer able to speak, so the guards immediately lifted him up and retreated all the way back to the camp.

The Heza Meng'ans who had lost their leader also fled in disarray.

Yue Fei vaguely realized that he had shot an important figure, but he didn't know that he had shot Aguda's eldest son!
He called on the soldiers to quickly treat the wounded, clean up the battlefield, repair the damaged city walls and prepare for the next round of attack by the Jin people.

I waited until the next day but still nothing came.

In the Jin camp, Wanyan Xieye, Nianhan, Yin Shuke and others gathered in front of Wanyan Zongjun's bed.

The arrow had already been pulled out, but the military doctor shook his head again and again, "The internal organs are broken, there is nothing we can do."

Although Yue Fei's arrow eventually got stuck in his ribs, it had already injured his lungs.

There is absolutely no way to treat this kind of injury in this era.

"Fifth Prince." Xie Ye, with a dark face, asked in a deep voice, "Do you have anything to say?"

The faces of people like Nianhan around him all looked very unhappy.

Since the Jin people started their rebellion, they have lost many generals, but Zongjun is Aguda's biological son, and the eldest son.

How should I explain it to Aguda when I meet him again?
Wanyan Zongjun, whose respiratory tract was full of blood foam, could not speak at all.

He wanted to open his mouth, but his respiratory tract was full of blood and his mouth was full of rash.

He grasped Xie Ye's arm tightly with both hands, his face distorted in a hideous manner.

He was suffocated to death!

A white flag was hung in the Jin army camp.

When Yue Fei and Han Shizhong saw this scene, they looked at each other in bewilderment, "Who died?"

Hanging banners in the army is no small matter. Ordinary people would never get such treatment. He must be a big shot.

"If we don't take this city and kill all the Song people in it, how will we explain to the king when we return?"

Nianhan was in a bad mood.

Although the main general was Xie Ye, Xie Ye definitely bore most of the blame.

But it was he who proposed going north for the decisive battle, so he couldn't run away either.

If we fail to capture the city and kill the enemy, things will become troublesome later.

The struggle within the Jin Dynasty was actually very fierce.

Aguda is the undisputed big boss, but he is not the only shareholder of the Jin Dynasty.

His brothers, distant relatives of the Wanyan clan, and even the Bohai people who joined in halfway were all shareholders of varying sizes.

Aguda, who had his own sons, also wanted to follow the Khitans' example and pass the throne to his sons.

But the brothers naturally refused to do so, and the distant relatives took advantage of the situation to fish in troubled waters, and the internal strife was very chaotic.

Now that the eldest son is dead, it is inevitable that a big storm will arise.

Xie Ye, with a sullen face, simply asked, "How do we fight? Shiling Pass is so dangerous, and our troops cannot be deployed. How do you think we should fight?"

"Fire the guns!"

Nianhan immediately responded, "Fire cannons to smash the city. Then capture the surrounding Song people to serve as the vanguard to attack the city!"

(End of this chapter)