Of course, everyone thought of similar possibilities, but most people didn’t care much... It was as if the Jurchens had never lost a general. Wanyan Aguda personally braved the arrows and stones to seize the pass and fight on the battlefield. Could it be fake?

As for how Wanyan Balisu will explain to his brother when he returns, that is his own business and has nothing to do with others.

In fact, after Wanyan Wushu and other generals of the Jin army figured out the reasons for the failure to capture the city, they discussed it for a while and only cared about two things in today's battle:

First, the casualties were somewhat heavy;

Secondly, the defense of Nanyang City does have some tricks, and it can be seen that the people defending the city have some tricks and foundation.

The two things eventually merged into one thing, which was whether to continue the siege at this intensity before setting up a large enough and sufficient cluster of stone cannons?

The answer is beyond doubt. The fourth prince Wanyan Wushu had already made up his mind. He wanted to make sure that the people of Song Dynasty in the city would not be able to breathe for a day.

But if this is the case, it would not be worth it to take the lives of the Jurchens, or the main force of the Jin army, to explore the way towards the city.

As a result, Zhang Yu was promoted as expected. He is now the governor of Henan Province of the Jin Dynasty, and was granted a large amount of military equipment and food. Wanyan Wushu also allowed him to form a new army of 10,000 people! That's not all. The fourth prince also promised that if Nanyang was conquered in the future, a Qi State would be established in the east of Henan Province, with Dongjing City as its capital, and a Zheng State would be established in Henan Province, with Nanyang City as its capital. The person who was able to help the southern expedition this time was not necessarily alone.

Zhang Yu was of course ecstatic about this. After thanking the Fourth Prince for his great kindness, he swore to do his best to help the Fourth Prince capture Nanyang City and capture Zhao Jiu from Cangzhou alive.

The Fourth Prince also smiled and comforted her.

However, when this man returned to his eastern camp and entered his own military tent, his face suddenly turned gloomy. After a long while, he called his sworn brother and trusted deputy general Li Dayin, and explained everything to the latter in the back tent.

"You're asking us brothers to die!" Li Dayin fell into his tent when he heard this, and then his face was full of helplessness. "Today, the three Jurchen Meng'an came together to help, but they only suffered heavy casualties and couldn't even pass the Sheep and Horse Wall... If it continues like this, how many days will it take to break through the Sheep and Horse Wall? How many days will it take to fill the inner moat? And then there's the city wall!"

"They said we should wait until they finish firing their cannons!" Zhang Yu replied with a dark face, playing with the dagger in his hand. "We don't necessarily need to break the city wall."

"Fire the artillery?" Li Dayin couldn't help but sneer. "The Jurchens are not fools. Now that they know the tricks of city defense, they must have enough artillery carts. In my opinion, the Jin people will not move without 200 artillery carts, and they may even have 300 or 400 artillery carts. Now there are only 50 artillery carts in the camp... By then, I'm afraid all of our brothers will die!"

Zhang Yu also sneered, but did not speak for a while.

"Brother, have you been fooled by the phrase 'claiming to be alone and helpless'?" Li Dayin suddenly remembered something and asked seriously.

"If I had been fooled by them, I would not have come to you today." Zhang Yu glanced at the other party and shook his head repeatedly. "My family knows my own business. How can I have the fate of such a noble family? Wasn't I surrounded by the Jin people and driven all the way here?"

Li Dayin finally breathed a sigh of relief and explained a little more: "It's not that I'm suspicious, it's just that I'm being controlled by others now, and I just feel uneasy..."

"No need to say more." Zhang Yufu shook his head again. "I asked you to come here, but I asked you to think of a way to both give an explanation to the Jurchens and save as many soldiers as possible... Actually, I am the same as you. I feel uncomfortable with the Jin people, as if someone is holding a knife to my neck. I don't expect any rewards or future in this battle. I just hope to survive the war safely. By then, I can still save a few thousand soldiers, and we brothers can find a remote corner and live happily for a few years!"

Li Dayin nodded repeatedly, then stood up, bowed and accepted the order, then left the tent... He was born a carpenter, and was later drafted into the army. He was a gunner when defending Tokyo City, and he had defended Huazhou before. He was an expert in city defense.

Seeing Li Dayin busying himself, Zhang Yu did not say much. After a little preparation, he took off his armor, and regardless of the cold winter, he went out of the tent with his bare chest and a dagger in hand. He ordered his subordinates to drive out the "one-stick men" who had just returned from the battlefield in the morning and the "new recruits", preparing to continue expanding his troops.

But it is obvious that, like Zhang Yu and Li Dayin, after experiencing today's brutal siege, many people in this special force have doubts and doubts about the prospects of the war, at least their own prospects in this war.

"What did you say?"

After a moment of silence, Zhang Yu, shirtless and revealing a red tattoo on his chest, turned over and sat on the railing high up in the camp in the afternoon sun, then laughed and questioned the middle-aged civilian who spoke first. "I'm not letting you be a stick man anymore, and you're still not happy?"

"Grand Marshal." This middle-aged man who was obviously nominated quickly kowtowed to Zhang Yu and explained carefully. "Grand Marshal, you have shown us respect, and we are naturally grateful..."

"Dujian." Zhang Yu fiddled with the dagger in his hand and corrected the other party nonchalantly. "Just now, the Fourth Prince promoted me to be the Dujian of the Henan Army... Where did this Taiwei come from?"

"Yes, Captain!" The middle-aged man continued to kowtow. "Captain, you have shown me your respect, and we are grateful, but we are not soldiers, we are mostly merchants and farmers, we can neither use knives nor swords, and we can neither kill people. Wouldn't it be a waste to go into battle? It would be fine if we lost our lives in vain, but I am afraid that it would delay the war and delay the Captain's future with the Jin people."

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