Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 222: Siege Tunnel Throwing
Wanyan Kang took control of the overall situation in Zhongdu and became the de facto king of Zhongdu, but this was all empty talk and he could not break the situation. Even if Zhongdu was not broken, the Jin Dynasty would have been dragged down.

The Mongols were in no hurry to capture Zhongdu, but Wanyan Kang could not sit in the city and wait for death.

If you want to fight, you must have food and people.

The Jin Dynasty had been operating in the Central Plains and the North for many years and had a foundation, but it was broken up and difficult to organize.

Therefore, Wanyan Kang had to first establish contact with the support coming from the capital, obtain food and grass, and then obtain formal and nominal recognition, summon the scattered Jin soldiers, and form a large force to confront the Mongols.

Only by dragging the Mongols into the quagmire of war and preventing them from forming a snowball advantage can the decline be stopped.

Of course, this is definitely not easy. The Han people and the Khitans all have blood feuds with the Jin people. The Mongols now have the right time and people. Wanyan Kang arranged for people to go out of the city to make contact. Even if they could hide it from the Mongolian army that besieged Zhongdu, they would easily be discovered outside and then reported to the Mongols.

The wind was howling and the weather was suddenly cold. Wanyan Kang stood on the top of the city wall and looked into the distance.

The yellowish-white yurts stretch out along the winding mountains, as if they are about to reach the end of the sky.

Even though he knew that this was a trick of the Mongols to provoke the enemy, Wanyan Kang still felt uneasy. There was a fire boiling in his chest, but it was suppressed by the cold wind.

He has a demon fetus in his body, and with the help of the demon fetus, his skills are becoming stronger and stronger, reaching perfection.

With the help of Shenzhao Gong, the scorching hot wedding dress qi was no longer as unbearable for him as before. Instead, it tempered his physique time and time again. Although he did not deliberately practice physical training, he possessed a strong physical defense ability and strength comparable to that of ancient warriors.

However, in this world where supernatural powers cannot easily surpass the power of a group, especially large-scale group power, Wanyan Kang's strength alone cannot change many facts.

In the past, when Qiu Chuji had not yet cultivated the golden elixir, he was not actually able to surpass the power of the group. He just made his armor hard enough so that the power of ordinary people could not cause effective damage to him.

In fact, if Qiu Chuji was accidentally trapped, drowned, burned, and tortured for days, he could still be killed.

However, Qiu Chuji not only possesses great strength and superb defense, he also has speed that is hard to catch and good scheming and tactics. He has time and again done things that ordinary people could hardly imagine, and has become the embodiment of fear for the powerful. Once fear is formed, the desire to resist will be weakened, and this is how Qiu Chuji grasped them.

When Qiu Chuji's golden elixir was perfected and he walked out of the dragon-trapped place, when he came back, he was truly otherworldly and worldly forces could no longer cause him any harm.

A murderous cold wind mercilessly swept across the battlefield where several fierce battles had taken place, blowing up smoke and dust that blinded the eyes. In a trance, it seemed as if one could still hear the sounds of fighting from last night.

The Mongols surrounded Zhongdu City. Although they did not launch a violent attack, they would show no mercy to the Jin soldiers who came to support Zhongdu.

Almost every one or two days, groups of Jin soldiers would come to support, but would be ruthlessly strangled by the Mongols.

To the north of Zhongdu City, three magnificent Jingguans have been built.

When the north wind blew, Zhongdu City was at the downwind side and the whole city was filled with the stench of corpses. Smelling this smell, many people went crazy and tried their best to leave the city.

But leaving the city also means death.

The Mongols would not let anyone escape from Zhongdu City.

The whole city was kidnapped and everyone was held hostage.

The sound of the Hujia was long and lingering, echoing above the battlefield along with a ray of light in the sky.

Then the sounds of cowhide drums and ox-horn trombones brought the sound of war and iron cavalry.

Dense crowds of troops poured out of the Mongolian camp like a tide.

The north wind blows the white grass to the ground, and snow falls in the Hu land in August. Although Zhongdu is not a Hu land, it is also in the north. In October... approaching November, snow is not a rare thing.

The loud sound of the drums seemed to have awakened the Dragon King in the sky. The Dragon King sneezed, and the snow began to fall down, like a cotton jacket for those who died with their eyes open.

A 10,000-man army composed of the Mongols and Khitans was arranged in battle formations, using bows and arrows and shields to hold against the walls and gates of Zhongdu City.

At the same time, war horses were neighing on the hillsides everywhere, and the sounds of fighting in the distance had faintly reached the city of Zhongdu.

More Jin soldiers came to reinforce.

Before Wanyan Kang ordered his troops to leave the city to fight, the Mongols had already begun attacking the city after working together with the reinforcements to create a gap.

The Mongols were not very determined to attack the city, but it was a means of containment.

Wanyan Kang and the Jin Kingdom cannot give up Zhongdu for the same reason: this place is too important!

It's not just the geographical location that's key. The wealth accumulated in the city and the Jin nobles and big businessmen living in the city can all play a huge role outside the battlefield.

Having lost Zhongdu City, Wanyan Kang's purpose of returning was thus defeated. Even if he took Wanyan Honglie to Shangjing, he would not be well received.

Wanyan Kang could use the magic fetus to bewitch the hearts of ten or a hundred people, but he could not control a thousand or ten thousand people, let alone gain recognition from the orthodox Jin Dynasty and become the emperor of the Jin Dynasty.

The ladder was less than a hundred steps away from the city wall when the Mongols made a whistling sound as if they had installed a battering ram and broke down the city wall.

A moment later, the heads were almost spreading onto the city walls.

The wailing of arrows and crossbows and the roar of rolling logs and stones arrived as expected, and have become an everlasting curse outside Zhongdu City.

Shrill screams came from the mouths of the Khitan soldiers. The powerful crossbow arrows shot at their bodies, which were even covered with simple leather armor. They fell from a high place and smashed into a piece of snow. The Mongols were reluctant to send their own warriors to die and consume the military equipment inventory in Zhongdu City.

The Khitans cooperated with the Mongols in their quest for revenge, but in fact they were just abandoned pawns.

Of course, if enough Khitans died and no longer posed any threat, the Mongols would not mind giving them a status superior to the Han and Jin people when they came to power, so as to achieve the purpose of management at all levels.

The hard and heavy rolling log knocked over the towering ladder, and the soldiers were crushed underneath, letting out heart-wrenching howls.

Listening to the piercing cry of life in its final moments, every cell in Wanyan Kang's excited body was trembling.

He really likes this kind of battlefield...it makes him a little out of control.

The fingers holding the sword kept rubbing on the hilt, and he had the urge to jump off the city wall and rush into the billowing smoke and dust at any time.

His impulse was misunderstood by others.

He ordered the Minister of State Affairs and Grand Marshal Wanyan Chenghui to say, "Young Prince! Today's battle may be similar to the previous few days. The bandits have no hope of breaking through the city. Young Prince, why don't you go back to your residence and take off your armor and rest for a while. If there is anything, I will send someone to report it."

If Wanyan Kang had not intervened, this man and Wanyan Honglie would be the ones who were in charge of defending the city.

But now, he has been bewitched by Wanyan Kang's evil nature of the demon fetus and has become Wanyan Kang's die-hard supporter.

Wanyan Kang shook his head: "Marshal, you don't have to be polite. I'm fine."

"By the way! How's the tunnel digging going?"

Wanyan Kang recruited a group of gangsters who made a living in Zhongdu City, and dug tunnels under the guidance of several tomb robbers.

Only after the tunnel was opened could people be sent out of the city to contact the scattered Jin soldiers and receive reinforcements and food from the capital.

Wanyan Kang could indeed force his way out on his own, but his identity was problematic, he had no real power, and he lacked appeal. Once he left the city, he would be like many of the Jin nobles scattered across the Central Plains, useless.

He used the magic fetuses to bewitch them one by one, and by the time he gathered the remnants and formed an army, it was already too late.

Among the thousands of troops, no matter whether he brought Wanyan Honglie or Wanyan Chenghui, he was not sure he could get them out of the encirclement alive.

Therefore, the best solution is to dig a tunnel, and then take Wanyan Honglie to gather the remaining soldiers to form a large team to break the siege.

As for whether digging tunnels is a waste of time, that’s not the case.

There are already many people in the north who prefer to dig cellars to store food. As long as these cellars are connected, a lot of trouble can be saved. These cellars generally have ample space, which can also be used to pile up soil, preventing a large amount of soil from being dug out and sent to the surface, where it would be detected by spies sent into the city by the Mongols.

Professional tomb robbers have some special hole-digging techniques and methods to ensure efficiency.

Duan Zhengchun had talented people who could dig holes under his command. In a short period of time and without spending much manpower, they dug a long tunnel that led directly to the heart of Wanjie Valley. They rescued Mu Wanqing and resolved some royal scandals. Later, Duan Zhengchun used this tunnel to have an affair with Gan Baobao.

Although the soil structure in the north is more solid, there are more people in Zhongdu City, right?
"It's almost dug out!" said Wanyan Chenghui.

Wanyan Kang nodded, said nothing more, and looked outside the city again.

Under the powerful arrows and stones, a wave of Mongolian attacks seemed to be subsiding.

Further away, the Mongols, who were more adept at archery and horse riding, were about to annihilate the Jin soldiers who came to support them.

The Jin people also started out as archers and horsemen, but firstly, they were not as tall and strong as the Mongols. Secondly, after staying in the wealthy Central Plains for too long, they had lost 60% of their former barbarity and ferocity. Naturally, they were no match for the Mongols when they met them on the battlefield.

The morale of the Mongolian army was greatly boosted, and tens of thousands of people shouted in unison, beating the walls of Zhongdu like a tsunami.

The Jin soldiers guarding on the city wall had numb expressions and their eyes were somewhat dazed.

When the reinforcements first arrived, they still had some hope, but now... hope is gradually turning into despair.

call out!
The shadow of the long arrow flashed in the air, and a Jin soldier general who was standing on the top of the city wall, commanding soldiers to organize defense, was shot through the head by the long arrow and fell from the city wall like a bird with broken wings.

Wanyan Chenghui quickly pulled Wanyan Kang down.

The harsh laughter of the Mongolian soldiers came from under the city wall.

"They are the Mongolian archers. They can shoot people's eyes with strong bows from two or three hundred steps away," said Wanyan Chenghui.

Wanyan Kang suddenly stood up, snatched the spear from a Jin soldier, and then threw the spear out according to his instinct.

Pfft!

The spear pierced through the bodies of several Mongolian soldiers and nailed the sharpshooter to death under the Mongolian flag.

The Mongolian soldiers were immediately in an uproar, while the Jin soldiers on the city wall burst into cheers.

(End of this chapter)