Zhao Tai led his subordinates back to Kaifeng and slept in the city.

Early in the morning, at dawn, Zhao Tai was still sleeping soundly when he was suddenly photographed several times.

He opened his eyes and saw Wanyan Shouxu standing in front of him.

"Your Majesty!" Zhao Tai couldn't help but want to get up.

However, Wanyan Shouxu squatted down and pressed him down, "You continue to rest! I heard that you were back in the city, so I came here to see you! What's your plan?"

Wanyan Shouxu has obviously looked quite haggard these days. His eyes are sunken and bloodshot, and he must have been suffering from insomnia for a long time.

Before Zhao Tai could answer, Yi Lapua, who was behind Wanyan Shouxu, snorted coldly, "Your Majesty, the Mongols have already begun to attack the city. What can he do? It's just arrogance!"

As a favorite of Wanyan Shouxu, Yilapua was full of hostility towards Zhao Tai.

Zhao Tai glanced at him, and when he saw him, he remembered that when every dynasty was about to fall, there always seemed to be a few weirdos like Nanming Ma Jixiang.

Zhao Tai didn't take Yi La Pu'a's provocation seriously. He didn't want to compete with Yi La Pu'a for his position in the Jin Kingdom. He just wanted to gain more benefits before the Jin Kingdom fell.

However, this guy always targeted Zhao Tai, which made Zhao Tai quite irritable and thought about getting some more arsenic and giving it to him too.

It's just that poisoning is an unpopular method after all, and since he had just poisoned Tuo Lei and then poisoned Yi Lapua, it would be easy for others to doubt him, and it would be easy for him to form path dependence.

"Your Majesty, don't worry!" Zhao Tai said: "The matter has been done. Mongolia will definitely withdraw its troops in the next few days!"

Yesterday, the Mongols began to attack the city. Although they did not reach the top of the city, they also brought huge psychological pressure to the kings and ministers of the Jin Kingdom.

After all, Bianjing now has no foreign aid and does not have the strength to defeat the Mongolian army. If the Mongols do not retreat on their own, they are almost dead.

When Wanyan Shouxu heard this, his face showed joy, "This is true!"

Zhao Tai said: "Your Majesty, don't worry. If things don't go well, why would I go back to Bianjing?"

Now there is no foreign aid in Bianjing, which is equivalent to a dead place. Zhao Tai's departure and return has already explained the problem.

"In that case, I'm relieved!" Wanyan Shouxu breathed a sigh of relief.

Yi La Pu'a refused to give up, "What if Mongolia doesn't withdraw its troops? Do you dare to issue a military order?"

Zhao Tai smiled and said: "Why not! But if Mongolia withdraws its troops, what will the Deputy Prime Minister say?"

The official of Yilu Pua paid homage to the government affairs, which was called Shenzheng for short, and could also be called the deputy prime minister.

"If the troops are to retreat~" Yilapua was about to make a wild statement, but when he thought that if Mongolia really retreated, he would not be able to stand down, so he snorted: "The Mongolia retreat is also because Your Majesty sticks to Bianjing to boost the morale of the soldiers and civilians.

Let the Mongols retreat when they are faced with difficulties."

When Zhao Tai heard what he said, he felt bored.

"Okay!" Wanyan Shouxu was a little unhappy, "If the Mongols retreat, I will definitely reward you."

Just as he was saying this, a trumpet suddenly sounded outside the city.

Wanyan Shouxu stood up quickly, and Zhao Tai also stood up. They saw the Mongolian troops outside the city having had breakfast, filing out of camp, and setting up a formation under the city.

"The Mongolian army is about to attack the city!" The shouts of Heda, Wuxian and others sounded from the top of the city.

The soldiers resting on the city wall were awakened by the officers and quickly began to prepare for defense. The people on the inside of the city wall carried hot cakes and steamed buns to the top of the city and distributed them to the defenders on the city.

At this time, the various Mongolian troops outside the city formed a formation under the city, preparing to attack the fortified city of Bianjing again.

Zhang Rou and other Han generals gathered their subordinates and preached that after the city was broken, no chickens or dogs would be left behind, and they could plunder at will to boost the morale of their subordinates.

At this time, he was anxious to capture Wokuotai in Bianjing, and he also rode war horses and roamed among the armies.

"Sweat!"

"Mongolia is victorious!"

When various Mongolian military formations saw Ogedai patrolling on horseback, they raised their scimitars and spears and shouted loudly, while Ogedai kept raising their whips in response, boosting morale.

After inspecting each formation, he immediately returned to the central army, climbed up to the tall watchtower, and looked at Bianjing City in the distance.

At this time, Zhang Rou, who was in charge of the attack, immediately pulled out his sword and galloped back and forth in front of the formation.

While running, he kept waving his sword, causing the Mongolian soldiers in the military formation to let out louder and louder shouts as he waved.

The shouts of tens of thousands of people poured overwhelming pressure on the city, making the defenders on the city tremble with fear.

Yesterday, the Mongolian army's attack was thwarted, but their morale was still high, causing everyone in the city to look askance.

At this time Wanyan Heda and other generals came over and said, "Your Majesty, the Mongols are about to attack the city. Please return to the palace!"

Listening to the shouts outside the city that shook the surrounding areas, Yi Lapua did not bother to target Zhao Tai, "Your Majesty, the city is dangerous, let's go down to the city!"

Cannon stones have no eyes. When the Mongols attack the city, the cannon stones fly randomly. If they hit Wanyan Shouxu, the Jin Kingdom will be doomed.

Wanyan Shouxu knew that he was at the top of the city and could not be of much help, and would distract the general from thinking about how to protect himself.

"I'll leave Bianjing to you!" Wanyan Shouxu said and hurried down to the city.

After he left, Zhang Rou, who was galloping in front of the formation, suddenly stopped his horse, waved his sword forward, and roared: "Attack!"

After a military order, the trebuchets lined up in a row swung their throwing poles in unison. Hundreds of stones weighing tens of kilograms rose into the air, drew an arc in the air, and roared towards the city head, forming a picture.

Magnificent war scenes.

"Hidden!" Zhao Tai shouted and hurriedly squatted down.

A stone hit the wall stack not far away from him. The huge stone directly smashed the wall stack and flew rubble. The golden soldiers behind him were beaten to a bloody head.

At the same time that the trebuchets began to bombard the city, the Mongolian army, which received the military order, rushed out like a flood from a reservoir and swarmed towards Bianjing City.

Zhao Tai looked down from the crenels and saw the Mongolian army spread over the mountains and plains. The dense crowds were mixed with towering siege equipment.

The Mongolian army's momentum was terrifying, but the soldiers and civilians of Bianjing had no way out.

The Mongolian army broke through the city and was bound to massacre it. The archers of the Jin army at the top of the city took out the arrows whose arrowheads were soaked in gold juice. The defenders who operated the crossbow bed loaded the crossbow bed with huge spear-like arrows and aimed the arrows.

The charging Mongolian army.

Zhao Tai observed the Mongolian army and the defenders at the top of the city, absorbing the experience of siege warfare.

At this time, he thought that the first counterattack would be the crossbow bed at the top of the city, but from behind the Bianjing city wall, hundreds of cannon stones suddenly flew up, flying over Zhao Tai's head, roaring and smashing into the charging enemy group.

On the back of the Bianjing city wall, the defenders' artillery group was hidden. Countless old men and women pulled the ropes, reset the throwing rods, and then put the cannon stones polished into spherical shapes into leather sheaths.

At this time, a man struck with a hammer, then swung the throwing rod again, and the cannon stone once again flew into the air, roaring and falling into the enemy group.
Chapter completed!