Chapter 943: Massacre outside Jianzhou City
The twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month of the thirteenth year of Guangde.
Just after noon, there was a commotion near the south gate of Jianzhou City. Both the pedestrians coming in and out and the soldiers originally responsible for guarding the city gate were driven to the sides of the road by a group of Goshaha wearing thick cowhide armor.
Originally, the commander of the city gate wanted to step forward and argue a few words, but when he saw the commander of the Bayala camp, Narsa, also appear at the city gate, he quickly stopped and dared not move at all.
This Narsa was a veteran Jurchen general, and was in charge of the most elite Bayala Camp in Jianzhou City. Even the ruler of the Later Jin Dynasty had to show him respect, let alone a small city gate guard.
Especially a few days ago, because of insulting the wife and daughter of the Han strategist Wu Qizi, Narsa was fined five hundred taels of silver [about half of which was passed on to Wu Qizi by him]. Narsa was very unhappy, so naturally no one dared to touch his tiger's whiskers.
However, Narsa had a gloomy face today, not because of the more than two hundred taels of silver, but because he had just received an order from the king - ordering him to welcome the envoy of the Great Zhou outside the city.
What is there to welcome the envoys from Zhou?
If they welcome them with a smile, will the Han people be willing to hand over all their property and women to them?
In the end, it all depends on the swords and guns in the hands of the warriors? !
The more he thought about it, the more indignant he became. Narsa wished he could go back to the city immediately and have his way with Wu Qizi's wife - since he had already paid the money, he had to get his money back.
"Commander."
At this time, a personal soldier came up to report: "The Zhou envoy is less than five miles away from Jianzhou. Should we prepare our positions now, or..."
"Just swing it, swing it!"
Narsa flicked . Although he was very indignant, he did not dare to disobey the king's order. Besides, besides the envoys from the Zhou Dynasty, there was also the king's most favored second prince.
Just think of it as giving the second prince some face.
Thinking of this, Narsa reluctantly left the city gate when the soldiers outside were ready to welcome the distinguished guests.
At this time, the Great Zhou delegation was not far from the city gate. Narsa collected his thoughts and was trying hard to force a smile, but he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves like thunder behind him.
Narsa flew into a rage, turned around and yelled, "Who is this blind dog slave? How dare you disobey my orders..."
Halfway through his curse, he discovered that the people rushing out of the city were actually a group of Mongols. Looking at the fact that they were carrying swords and arrows, he knew that they were not here with good intentions.
Narsa's face changed immediately and he hurriedly ordered his men to step forward to stop them, making sure that there would be no conflict between the Mongols and the Zhou envoys.
But how could it be too late in this rush?
Only a few Goshaha blocked the door in time, but when they found that it was the Mongols rushing over, they hesitated, not knowing whether they should stop them.
After all, the Jianzhou Jurchens had only just risen to power, and even until a few years ago, they were still dependent on the Mongols.
Although the various tribes in Liaodong have been unified and their strength is far greater than before, once a person has been kneeling for a long time, how can his knees be hardened again in a day or two?
This makeshift human wall was already sparse and tight, and coupled with the hesitation of the people who dared not raise their weapons, it was naturally difficult to block the city gate.
Then a group of more than twenty Mongolian cavalrymen swarmed out.
When they reached the outside of the city, the leading Mongolian whistled, and the cavalrymen behind him first spread out in a goose-wing formation, then encircled the two wings, each holding a bow in hand, and approached the Great Zhou delegation like a fan.
Finished!
Narsa felt a chill in his heart when he saw this. He didn't care whether the Zhou envoy was dead or alive, but he had to watch the Mongols act so unscrupulously and was unable to do anything. How could he get away with it if the king found out?
Finished!
Yao Anmin, who was hiding in the crowd and watching, also felt a chill in his heart - after all the persuasion in the past few days, why were the Mongols still so reckless? !
How can we get anything good by killing people so blatantly?
No matter what they think in their hearts.
The twenty or so Mongolian cavalrymen had already approached the Great Zhou delegation within fifty steps with great momentum. They all drew their bows and drew their arrows, ready to launch the first round of shooting as soon as they got a little closer.
At this moment, a cart in the delegation suddenly stood up, and hundreds of pounds of cargo on it fell to the ground with a crash. The two wheels of the cart were hanging in the air with nowhere to gain support, and it rushed towards the Mongols like a flying bird!
Seeing the ten-foot-high cart rushing towards them as if it had grown into a spirit with long legs, the Mongols who were preparing to attack were also stunned.
Some people who were weak-willed shot arrows to stop them.
But those arrows hit the cart, but they were like a stone sinking into the sea, and were of no use at all - the cart even temporarily adjusted its angle to face the direction where the arrows were most concentrated.
Less than fifty steps apart, they were charging towards each other, one faster than a galloping horse, and the other... was already riding on a horse.
The Mongols didn't even have time to adjust their formation, and the two sides collided with each other!
The leading Mongolian cavalrymen subconsciously turned their horses' heads and were about to go around the two sides of the cart, but they never expected that the cart on which the man was standing suddenly fell forward, revealing a tall and big man behind it!
Seeing this scene, not only the Mongols, but even the Jurchens behind them couldn't help but stare with their eyes wide open.
Could it be that...
This was the man who was running forward carrying a cart just now?
How is this possible? !
But before they could finish marveling, the cart weighing hundreds of pounds was grabbed by the man and he started swinging it like a dead branch.
It was like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and anyone who got in the way, whether human or animal, died instantly!
In the blink of an eye, six or seven Mongolian cavalrymen were knocked off their horses by him!
But the Mongols were battle-hardened people after all.
Although the action was hasty, the remaining Mongolian cavalry, after they dispersed, raised their bows and arrows at the same time, preparing to attack the tall and strong man from the front and back.
No matter how wide a cart is, it can't protect both the front and the back, right?
But before they could launch an attack, the big Tibetan man swung the cart around and threw it hard at several of the Mongolian cavalrymen!
But the heavy cart was whirring and spinning, and its speed was only slightly slower than that of a strong bow and crossbow. The Mongolian cavalry had no time to dodge and were smashed into a bloody mess!
But at the same time, more than ten feather arrows were shot at the tall man from the front and back.
The tall man did not dodge or evade, but instead pulled out a huge sword like a door panel from his back, blocking from left to right, and easily knocked away the arrows.
At the same time, without stopping for a moment, he caught up with a Mongolian cavalryman, raised his sword and cut the man and his horse into two pieces.
He then took advantage of the situation to pull up half of the horse's corpse and threw it out with great concern, knocking another Mongolian off his horse more than ten steps away.
They repeated the same trick, and in just a dozen breaths, more than half of the Mongols were killed, leaving less than ten people.
But the Han general Ang Zang was not hurt at all!
After fighting to this point, the Mongols finally lost their fighting spirit. Someone took the lead and shouted, and they all scattered like birds and beasts. They didn't even dare to return to Jianzhou City and fled directly to the nearby mountains and forests.
The Han general Angzang did not chase after them. He just leisurely patrolled the battlefield with blood all over his body. Whenever he found a living Mongolian, he would go up to him and behead him with his sword.
After making sure that there were no more survivors, he walked calmly towards the city gate.
All the Jurchens, including Narsa, subconsciously raised their weapons, but could not help but feel their hands shaking and their calves cramping.
Seeing the enemy getting closer and closer, some Goshaha began to retreat into the city without even waiting for orders - even Narsa was wondering whether he should close the city gate first to prevent this god of death from breaking in and slaughtering people.
At this moment, the Angzang Han general suddenly raised his voice and said, "I am Sun Shaozong, the deputy envoy of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Is there a convenient place to wash in the city?"
Great Zhou...Deputy Envoy?
What kind of monster did the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty send? !
and……
Sending this kind of monster here , is it really just to stop the fighting and make peace?!
