Back to the Song Dynasty as a tyrant

There was a young man clenched his fists tightly around him, his whole body was tense, another person pulled him hard and whispered in his ear: "The time has not come yet!"

That night, the heads of more than 300 people were hung on the Taiyuan City Tower, and blood flowed from the heads and necks, leaving long lines of blood on the city wall.

At the second quarter of the fourteenth ugly hour, in an unremarkable small house in the east of the city, an old man in his fifties said: "I have received the latest news from the prefect Zhang that the imperial army has been dispatched in the past few days. We will arrive in Taiyuan, and we will besiege Taiyuan City at that time, whether we can recover Taiyuan or not, this is a one-shot!"

"Director Zhang, in the past few months, our people have suffered heavy casualties. There are only a few hundred people. What else can we do?" Wang Shen said, seeing his comrades in arms beheaded last night.

Zhang Sizheng said: "The food of the Jin army was burned."

As soon as he said this, the scene became quiet.

Zhang Sizheng said: "Prefect Zhang sent me the news that the Golden Army's food is in the abandoned Town God's Temple in the west of the city. There are heavy guards there, so we need more people to join in."

"You also saw it last night. Everyone has become numb. No one is willing to fight against the Jin army. The king who has been calling for many years has gone north. No one has been seen. Everyone has lost confidence."

"No no! Young man, you are too easy to make a decision on one thing!" Zhang Sizheng shook his head and said, "I have been observing the public sentiment in Taiyuan City for a while, and the anger of the people has reached its limit."

Wang Shen was obviously agitated, his eyes were red, and he said in a low voice: "So many of our people have been killed, but they are watching!"

"They can only watch! No one tells them what to do, how to do it, everyone just wants to live!" Zhang Sizheng said, "Notify everyone, after dawn on the [-]th, prepare to start a riot!"

"Hundreds of people?"

"That's right, hundreds of people! When Master Wang arrives in Taiyuan tomorrow, we will use hundreds of people to ignite the long-suppressed anger in Taiyuan City!" Zhang Sizheng raised his glass and drank it down, saying lightly, "I have already been Damn it, Wang Zhi died in battle back then, and as the chief of the court's reinforcements, I failed to save Taiyuan, so I have no face to go back, and tomorrow I will go to die."

Everyone picked up the wine glasses, remained silent, and just drank it down.

In Taiyuan City on the [-]th, it was already rumored that the Song army had arrived.

That day, after Wanyan Hujia set up his defense, he went back to rest.

"Taiyuan City is extremely strong, and the Song army will definitely not be able to quickly capture Taiyuan. Once everyone returns from Shouyang, we will attack again and wipe out the Song army in one fell swoop!" Wanyan Hujia said to his opponent.

Mo Ke Wuli did not say: "Shangguan, do you want to check the city again today, in case someone makes trouble at this time!"

"So many people have been arrested, even if there are still people doing things at this time, it's nothing to worry about."

"Will the people in Taiyuan City take the opportunity..."

"Those bastards, they dare not!"

Early in the morning on the [-]th, Wu Jie's main force arrived at the city of Taiyuan in mighty strength.

After Wu Jie came, the first thing he did was not to attack the city, but to beat the drums.

He ordered the drummers of the whole army to start beating the drums, and the sound of the drums was so loud that the people in the city could hear it.

In the morning, it was still the busiest place in the south of the city. The Jin army escorted the person who was going to be beheaded today, surrounded by many people.

A woman was kneeling on the ground, the executioner raised the knife, and just as the knife was about to fall, a crossbow arrow flew from nowhere and suddenly nailed into the executioner's temple.

The executioner tilted his body, and the knife in his hand fell off.

At the same time, a voice shouted: "Master Wang is here! Kill the gold thief!"

In an instant, dozens of people shouted: "Master Wang is here! Kill the gold thief!"

I saw the people around pull out the short knives hidden in their clothes, and rushed towards the surprised Jin Jun.

Wang Shen was the first to rush forward. He pierced the neck of a Jinjun soldier with a knife.

Seeing this, the surrounding Jin army rushed over, and the place immediately fell into a melee.

People in the surrounding teahouses and restaurants poked their heads out one after another.

People in the nearby vegetable market also heard the sound.

Soon, someone shouted in the nearby streets and alleys: "Master Wang is here! Kill the gold thief!"

A butcher selling pork took out two machetes from under the counter, jumped out, and shouted: "Master Wang is here! You are still hesitating! Kill these bloody gold thieves!"

This sound seemed to throw a lighted match into a barrel already filled with gunpowder, instantly igniting the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time.

After the people in the vegetable market realized it, those who held knives took knives, those who held weights took weights, and those who held iron bars took iron bars.

In Taiyuan City on this day, starting from near the vegetable market in the south of the city, the anger of the people was ignited.

Anyone who underestimates the power of the people will pay a heavy price!

Once the will is ignited, it cannot be extinguished.

Just like the Taiyuan Defense War in the first year of Jingkang, all the soldiers and civilians in Taiyuan resisted the gold, and all the soldiers and civilians followed Wang Zhi and died in battle.

In every corner of this city, the blood of heroes flows.

Today, that blood is burning again.

Chapter 459 The flames of the people! (first update)

"What happened?" Some people looked up at the outside of the city.

Another replied: "It's like drums."

"No, that's the voice of Master Wang going north."

"Master Wang?"

"Master Wang is here." An old man said with tears streaming down his face.

People who did not live in the enemy-occupied areas cannot appreciate their joy at this moment.

In the early days of the Song-Jin War, the internal restructuring of the Jin Kingdom had not yet been pushed away, and the Jurchen military aristocrats adopted extremely barbaric control methods, extorting violently in the Han area.

Since ancient times, where there is oppression, there is resistance.

"Master Wang is really here?"

"Master Wang is here!"

There were faint voices in the distance, and those voices were mixed with screams and fighting.

People's attention was immediately attracted, and they saw several bloody Golden Army soldiers fleeing in embarrassment on the street. One of them had an arm cut off, and blood flowed all over the ground.

The crowd at the back gathered rapidly, more and more.

They are just ordinary people who are busy and make a living on weekdays.

Their demands are simple, to live and to have a bite to eat.

But at this moment, each of them is a fighter.

A thin, thinly dressed man rushed to the front, holding an ax for chopping wood in his hand, which was what he ate.

But from his thin clothes and thin face, it can be seen that he should eat very little in every meal.

However, at this time, he was as fast as a cheetah, chasing after a Golden Army soldier who was closest to him, swinging the ax in his hand skillfully.

The soldier of the Golden Army fell to the ground, the back of his helmet was dented, and after a while, brains flowed out of the helmet.

The crowd trampled past him.

People in the houses on the street couldn't help sticking their heads out.

"Master Wang is here! Kill the gold thief!" The shouts were like the rushing water of the Yellow River, quickly filling the streets.

The shopkeeper of a restaurant rushed to the back, the cook was stunned, and the shopkeeper picked up two knives and said, "Let's go!"

The cook took the knife and went to the front. The guests all looked at him, and the cook shouted: "Go!"

The guests in the wine shop began to look for things one after another, such as chairs, stools, and even the cutting boards in the kitchen were taken out.

"Folks! What are you waiting for! Isn't it enough that we are bullied by gold thieves!"

"We have no way out! They want to kill us!"

There were more and more people in the crowd, and the soldiers of the Golden Army were quickly swallowed up by the flow of people.

Overlooking from a high altitude, the people who rushed out, starting from the south of the city, quickly occupied every street, and more people came out with weapons.

Today's Taiyuan City is rapidly being overwhelmed by burning will.

"Report!" The people below hurriedly rushed into the Commanding Army Division, "Report! Shangguan, it's not good! The people in the city rebelled!"

Wanyan Hujia jumped up suddenly, and said angrily: "Fart! How dare that fart rebel!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the voices of the crowd came from outside.

"Quick! Send the order down, mobilize all soldiers and horses, shoot and kill!"

"Shangguan, Song Jun is outside the city..."

"The people who didn't let you move the tower! Hurry up!"

"Yes!"

"These bastards dare to rebel on Laozi's territory!" Wanyan Hujia was furious, and he put on his armor while cursing, "I thought that the Song army would be able to support you! Today, Laozi is killing you in the city. You chop them all up and feed them to the dogs!"

Zhang Sizheng led his people to the west of the city quickly, and there were countless people behind them.

Suddenly, they saw a group of golden troops appearing around the corner ahead.

They wore iron armor, held bows and crossbows, and wore swords on their waists. It was the elite troops of the Jin Army who appeared.

Zhang Sizheng said: "Wang Shen! If you take people to the west of the city, you must let more people flood into the west of the city and besiege the City God Temple to give us a chance!"

"Boss Zhang, I'll stay, you can take someone with you!"

"There's no time to fight, go!" Zhang Sizheng pulled out the knife from his waist, and said in a flat tone, "This is my battlefield, and the west of the city belongs to you."

Wang Shen casually wiped the congealed blood on his face with his hands, and said, "Boss Zhang, see you later!"

After speaking, he turned around and rushed into an alley with people.

Zhang Xiaochun, who was in the magistrate's yamen, received the news of the riots in the city. He pretended to be shocked, but ordered someone to light a bunch of fireworks in the courtyard.

The fireworks rushed to the sky in the cold winter and bloomed like a flower representing hope.

Seeing the fireworks, Wu Jie laughed, and said lightly, "Who wants to be a striker to attack the city?"

Guo Hao stood up and said, "The general is willing!"

"Okay, 3000 people for you."

A small trebuchet was pushed up first, and iron cannons were thrown by the trebuchet to the top of Taiyuan City, where they exploded.

After the catapults were used up, Song Jun's goose carts and ladders were dispatched.

Li Heng, who joined the army, said: "Under Wu's rule, it may be futile to attack the city like this. The city of Taiyuan is solid..."

"I know."

"The lower officials don't understand. Since the ruler knows, why should they be sent to die?"

Wu Jie said: "The soldiers and civilians in the city have already taken action, so we have to share some of it for them, right?"

"Inside the city?" Li Heng was taken aback for a moment.

"That's right, inside the city." After speaking, Wu Jie summoned Zong Ying.

"Wu rule."

Wu Jie took out the map and said to Zong Ying: "Here, and this area, can we dig a few ten-mile-long pits in two days?"

"Yes!" Zong Ying said, "Since the military academy in Tokyo came up with this military engineering shovel, many things can be done in a short period of time."

Wu Jie smiled slightly and said, "Okay, wait for your good news."

Zong Ying immediately led a group of people to the east of the city several miles away.

"It's not good! Shangguan!" Another message came from the people below, "The Song army has begun to attack the city! The south gate needs reinforcements!"

Wanyan Hujia said angrily: "How many guards are there at the South Gate?"

"1000 people!"

"Whatever support the 1000 people want, I will keep it for me!"

"But the main force of the Song army is in the south of the city!"

"Recruit people in the city!"

"Shangguan, there is a riot in the city now, and there is no way to transfer people!"

Wanyan Hujia yelled at the man: "Then let the people in the south of the city guard! If the turmoil is over today, there will be people there!"

After finishing speaking, Wanyan Hujia left the Commanding Army Division with his personal guards.

At this time, Zhang Sizheng wiped the knife in his hand with his clothes, and rushed forward without saying anything.