Where is the sword of the reborn eagle

I don't know if the rest of the Murong family believe it or not, but he, Ouyang Feng, doesn't believe it.

He only believed in himself, or, to a certain extent, in his own son.

That's right, as early as last year, he had publicly admitted that Ouyang Ke was his own son.

Part of the reason why he kept Ouyang Ke by the old Patriarch Murong's side was to gain more trust from the old Patriarch. After all, he had suddenly reached the high position of Great Elder, and he also brought the strongest "Jin Fengtang" with him.

Ouyang Ke's stay in Murong's old house was more or less a "hostage", but he didn't make it clear, otherwise everyone would lose face.

Another part of the reason is that he wants the old Patriarch Murong to train Ouyang Ke well.

Although there are many incomprehensible things about this kid, he is his only son after all.

"Western poison" Ouyang Feng ran around so hard that he even gave up the principles he had adhered to for many years. Apart from his own selfish desires, the biggest reason was not because of this son?

The deeper reason was that a well-planned plan hadn't been formed yet, and "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng hadn't even had time to fully explain it to his son. He needed to see what was going on with Wo Kuotai.

Tonight, what an opportunity that fell from the sky!

"Ouyang Feng was even praying that these soldiers from the Kingdom of Jin could really wipe out the Mongolian iron cavalry, or drive them back to the desert.

If you allow yourself to deal with Jin Guo, it will be much easier than dealing with the Mongols.

Unfortunately, everything is just his wishful thinking.

In the city of Zhongdu, all the small groups of chaos entering the city from the tunnel entrance were killed one by one by Mu Huali within half an hour, and only a few hundred Mongolian soldiers were lost.

There was a delay in time, when Mu Huali sent his army to the south gate, Wo Kuotai's army had already lost more than [-] people, in exchange for [-] casualties of the Jin soldiers.

Temujin's "Qi Xue Army" had 1000 people guarding him, and the remaining 2000 people, led by Jelme, also went into battle.

This time, Wanyan Honglie's Jin Bing couldn't take it anymore.

In terms of equipment, it is not as good as the Mongolian army, in terms of combat power, it is also not as good as the Mongolian army, and in terms of morale, it is also not as good as the Mongolian army.

Of course, with so many people on both sides, affected by the terrain, there is no way for all of them to participate in the battle.

Of Wanyan Honglie's remaining 2 people, only half entered the city, and the remaining half stayed outside the city.

The golden soldiers outside the city can only enter after the golden soldiers entering the city have killed a certain distance, or some of them died.

At this moment, the 5 people following Jin Guo also arrived.

"Yirapua, our soldiers are blocked at the south gate, no matter how many people there are, they will be useless. You should send out [-] soldiers and enter the city through the tunnel."

Wanyan Honglie said decisively.

Instead of blocking the south gate and losing the advantage of having a large number of people in vain, it is better to send some people to enter the city through the tunnel.

Wanyan Honglie had thought of this method just now, but the [-] troops he led were all cavalry, and if they entered the city through tunnels, they could only become infantry, which would be tantamount to abolishing their martial arts.

Among the 5 people in Yilapua, there are exactly [-] infantry that can come in handy.

Yilapua is not an ordinary general. Some people in later generations will select the generals of the late Jin Dynasty. This Yilapua was also selected in the top five, and he was compared to Ma Chao, one of the five tiger generals of the Shu Han Dynasty.

Although his fighting wisdom is a little bit short, he is a brave general who is not afraid of death.

"Prince Zhao, you will be in charge of the overall situation from behind, and the battle ahead will be left to the last general—"

According to Wanyan Honglie's instructions, Yilapua asked the lieutenant to enter the tunnel with [-] infantry.

He also told him to concentrate as many troops as possible after entering the capital city, and then give the Mongolian army a fatal blow from behind!

On the other hand, he led his personal guards and rushed to the front of the two armies at the south gate.

"Stay out of the way, General Yirapua is here—"

"General Yirapua is here—"

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred...

It didn't take long for the Jin soldiers who were fighting the Mongolian army to hear the exciting news, and each of them seemed to be full of strength again, waving the scimitar in their hands heartily.

Guo Mo looked at the scene from a distance. This was the first time he saw tens of thousands of people fighting in the street at close range. It was extremely tragic.

There was a deafening shout of killing, and people kept falling off their horses, only to be replaced by robes from behind.

At this time, personal force will be infinitely reduced, and you have no idea from which direction, or from which directions, the deadly swords and guns will stab at the next moment.

"General Yirapua is here—"

Guo Mo also heard this shout, and was shocked to see the momentum of the golden soldiers, and quickly advanced dozens of steps into the city, and more golden soldiers entered the city of Zhongdu.

On the side of the Mongolian army, the Wokuotai Department, which was resisting in front, had lost more than half of it at this time, and retreated to the two sides to protect the flanks of the Mongolian army.

The [-] "Cowardly Army" led by Zhe Lemei directly stood at the forefront.

"The warriors of the 'King Xue Army', drive these offal from the Kingdom of Jin out of the capital city, and let them see how powerful a Mongolian warrior of mine is—"

Compared with the "Cowardly Xue Army", the Sergeant of the Kingdom of Jin is obviously not at the same level.

"Cowardly Xue Jun" killing people is simply an art. In Guo Mo's eyes, they are all at the "professional" level, while the Jin Guo soldiers are more like a group of headless chickens.

A large number of soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin fell down in patches, and the "Cowardly Xue Army" also began to suffer casualties.

Temujin, who was watching from the back, had no expression on his face, but his heart was bleeding.

The Mongolian warriors of the "Cowardly Xue Army" are all Temujin's personal soldiers, and even he can call out the names, origins and specialties of many people.

Temujin could trust the "Qi Xuejun" without reservation, and these people were willing to die for Temujin.

However, when they really died one by one in front of Temujin, even this Mongolian God of War, who was used to life and death, was full of helplessness and resentment deep in his heart.

"Get out of the way, let me—"

Yilapua finally squeezed to the forefront, and saw a big black horse under his crotch, with a three pavilion machete in his hand, rushing towards the soldiers of the "Cowardly Xue Army" and chopped it off.

"Cowardly Xue Jun" is really brave. Ordinary sergeants have the strength of ten or even centurion commanders, but they have to compare with others.

When I met the God of Killing Yila Pua, I was in a bad luck.

This three pavilion machete flew up and down, and in the time it took for a stick of incense, dozens of "Cowardly Xue Army" warriors died under Yila Pua's machete.

The courage of the generals, Yila Pua went into a frenzy, leading hundreds of guards, and marched dozens of steps into the city of Zhongdu, and the soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin followed closely behind.

Jeleme, who was supervising the battle at the side, saw it and hurried over, waved the big iron spear in his hand, and blocked Yilapua.

"it is good--"

The "Cowardly Xue Army" shouted loudly and continued to reap the lives of the soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin.

But the good times didn't last long. After fighting Yilapua for more than 30 rounds, Jelemi found that he was no match for him.

At this time, Zhelemi was about ten years older than Yilapua. People in their 50s are old and weak, let alone Yilapua?

One didn't pay attention, the big iron spear in Jelemi's hand hit Yilapua's three pavilion machete.

"Tang lang lang lang woo—"

The big iron spear flew out, and Jelemi lost feeling in both arms in an instant, and the tiger's mouth was already cracked.

Throat was salty, a mouthful of blood gushed up, and was swallowed by Zhe Lemi again.

Dozens of warriors from the "Qi Xue Army" who were close to him immediately rushed forward, protecting Zhe Lemi behind them, and using their bodies to resist Yila Pua's blade.

"Hey, if Borshu is here, why be afraid of him moving Rapua—"

Seeing the scene before the battle, Temujin gritted his teeth bitterly.

Suddenly, behind Temujin, the sound of fighting came one after another.

"Report—Khan, there are many Jin Army infantry in the city again, there are about thousands of them, and the number seems to be increasing—"

Is this going to be the enemy?

"Mu Huali, lead [-] Mongolian cavalry to quickly annihilate the Jin army that appeared in the city, and find out where they came from."

It is said to be fast, but how can it be fast?

The capital city is so big, it will take some time to find these people, let alone annihilate them, and then find the source of the golden soldiers.

With the 5000 people assigned, it seems that there is no way to join the fierce battle at the South City Gate for the time being.

The remaining combat power of the Mongolian army is less than 2, but the golden soldiers are still entering continuously.

"Leave 50 people to guard Ben Khan, and the rest of the 'Qi Xuejun', all press up—"

Although the warriors of the "Cowardly Xue Army" were worried about Genghis Khan's safety, when they were on the battlefield, their military orders were above all else.

Temujin had only [-] cavalry of the "Cowardly Xue Army" left, and Guo Mo also took the opportunity to leave.

"Khan, Guo Mo is gone."

At this time, a man dressed as a soldier approached Temujin and whispered.

"Master Hunshouluo, thank you for your hard work. Now that Guo Mo is gone, you should go to the front and help Wo Kuotai."

It turned out that the closest soldier to Temujin was the newly-promoted Mongolian deputy national teacher, Master Hunshouluo from Dalun Temple in Daxue Mountain, Tubo.

Although Temujin believed that Guo Mo would not harm him, Temujin, who had been pampered and pampered for half a year, unconsciously added more considerations to his own safety.

This would have been a few years ago. Temujin would never have made such an arrangement. I wonder if it was because he was old or afraid of death?

Regarding Guo Mo's departure, Temujin felt relieved, but also felt a faint sense of loss.

"Why can't such an excellent person be used by me? If Ben Khan also gives him the same treatment that the Song Dynasty officials gave him, can Guo Mo be cast under Mongolia's account?"

Temujin asked himself silently in his heart, but unfortunately, he didn't even have an answer.

The fierce battle at the South Gate continued.

Within a hundred paces, the corpses of soldiers and horses who died in battle were piled up like a mountain, and neither side could organize an effective attack and defense.

"Clear a passage out—"

The Mongolian army is in a defensive position, blocked by a large number of corpses, but they can have some barriers.

The soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin did not want to see such a situation. They still wanted to occupy the capital city as soon as possible and drive the Mongols out completely.

Therefore, Yila Pua decisively issued an order, and thousands of infantry began to clear the mountain of corpses, while the soldiers who stopped kept shooting at the Mongolian army in the city with bows and arrows.

All of a sudden, a strange scene appeared on the battlefield at the South Gate of the Central Capital.

The two sides, Meng and Jin, were actually engaged in a pure bow and arrow contest separated by a mountain of corpses about a hundred paces away.

It's a pity that not everyone can shoot effectively at this distance. Even though the Jin army has a numerical advantage, there are not necessarily more people who are good at shooting than the Mongols.

The two sides were at a stalemate again, as if they were waiting for the moment when the mountain of corpses would be cleared away.

Mu Huali in the city divided the five thousand Mongolian cavalry into five.

Under the leadership of their respective commanders, they hunted and intercepted the Jin Guo infantry who had sneaked into the city, and found some tunnels.

At the south gate of Zhongdu City, with the clearing of the mountain of corpses, the distance between the two armies is getting closer, and there are more and more soldiers who can shoot arrows.

In this way, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin had the upper hand. After all, there were so many people that they shot more arrows than the Mongolian army.

However, the Jin army continued to pour into the south gate, and the number of Jin troops left outside the city that had not yet entered was less than 1.

In other words, more than 7 soldiers from the Kingdom of Jin had already entered Zhongdu City.

Of course, almost two hours have passed since the start of the battle.

Of the more than 7 Jin Guo soldiers who entered the city, nearly 2 have fallen to the ground forever, without any breath of life.

The Mongolian army also paid a price of more than 7000 people. More importantly, they were able to gather at the South Gate to block the army, leaving only more than 7000 people.

With so many casualties in the Jin army, Wanyan Honglie also felt pain, but this time he had put all his eggs in one basket.

If under such circumstances, Zhongdu City cannot be taken, then perhaps Dajin Kingdom really has no chance to own this city again.

"Prince Zhao, something is wrong. A large number of cavalry troops came from the north of Zhongdu City. They walked directly around the city and rushed towards us—"

In other words,,,.. version. 】

At this moment, a messenger came to report suddenly, and Wanyan Honglie withdrew his wild thoughts.

North of Zhongdu City?Could it be that Borshu led the [-] Korean troops?

Wanyan Honglie had done a detailed investigation long ago, knowing that Boershu led fifty thousand Korean troops and was training in Changping, eighty miles north of the central capital, so he chose this time to carry out the sneak attack.

Even so, he still didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and kept sending scouts and blue cavalry to report Boershu's movements at any time.

Just over two hours ago, Wanyan Honglie got the news that Borshu's [-] Korean troops were still there, and everything was as usual.

Unexpectedly, at the most critical moment in the capture of Zhongdu, the [-] Korean troops were killed.

"Send five thousand archers to stop the fifty thousand Koryo army, remember they are just the Koryo army, nothing special."