The next day, Wanyan Zongmou assembled a team of 3,000 men, led by his general Nari Zahan, and launched a challenge. They shouted at the city wall for a long time, but no one in Bianliang paid any attention to them.

When he got tired of shouting while standing, he sat down and shouted. When he got tired of shouting while sitting, he lay down and shouted. When he got tired of shouting while lying down, he lay down and shouted. He shouted while eating, and he shouted until noon. His voice was hoarse, but there was still no movement in the city.

But Narizahan was very angry. Why didn't they send troops? How could he complete the task assigned by the Grand Marshal?

On the city wall, Li Gang called over a soldier and whispered a few words in his ear: "That big, stupid guy down there is obviously a fool, and he's challenging us. You go and do this."

"My lord, this is not good."

"Go ahead, you'll be the first to achieve this today."

The soldier walked carelessly to the city wall, stood on it with great effort, and said to Narizahan below: "Jin Tatars, come here and line up to drink my holy water..."

After saying that, he took off his pants and opened the floodgates to release water, mocking loudly: "Back then, I peed three feet high against the wind, but now the wind is blowing and my shoes are wet. Come closer, or you'll miss out if you're late..."

"Oh my, that's too much."

Good guy, I've been shouting for a long time, and all I got is this bastard. Come on, shoot the bird down from the sky for me.

A dense rain of arrows shot towards the city wall.

This is of course a waste of effort. It's hundreds of meters away, how can you possibly hit it?

This scene was seen by Zhao Huan who was patrolling on the city wall. He looked at Li Gang with a smile and said, "You are still the one putting on a show."

Li Gang was knowledgeable and experienced, and he knew what was going on. It was impossible for him to fall for such a crude trick to lure the enemy. How much was his face worth?

Li Gang made a random arrangement, which made the vanguard general Narizahan so angry that he screamed.

Besides, with tens of thousands of troops behind them, they would have to be extremely stupid to go out of the city to fight you, using their strengths to attack their weaknesses. You would probably think that I, Li Gang, am a fool.

Zhao Huan looked into the distance and saw sixty thousand soldiers and horses stretching out as far as the eye could see, with an additional thirty thousand cavalrymen. Leaving the city would be like sending food. We should just close the gates and defend them.

If I don't open the city gate, you can't come in.

It was all in vain after shouting for a whole day. The next day, Wanyan Zongmou personally came out to challenge. Hey, you know what, Wanyan Zongmou has a lot of tricks up his sleeve.

The troops marched out with cannon fire, and only three cannon shots were heard.

Three thousand men rushed out from his command, and like two dragons emerging from water, they suppressed the enemy's formation. Wanyan Zongmou stopped his horse under the flag of the Jin Dynasty and sent people to challenge him.

"Listen up, Song soldiers guarding the city! Send a letter to the Emperor of Song, saying that Wanyan Zongwang is attacking Bianliang. You must surrender immediately. Otherwise, when the city falls, you will be slaughtered without a trace."

Zhao Huan walked up to the city wall with a big loudspeaker in his hand. He had someone make it overnight after he returned to the palace.

"Wanyan Zongwang, you look so ugly, but you have beautiful thoughts. You want me to surrender with just the 60,000 soldiers under your command? Don't say it, you are not planning to make me laugh to death so that you can inherit my Song Dynasty, right?"

People's thought processes are so strange. There are 10,000 people on the city wall and 3,000 vanguards outside the city. The first thing they did was to look at Wanyan Zonghan's appearance. Is Wanyan Zonghan really that ugly?

Thousands of eyes converged on him, and Wanyan Zongmou was so angry that he almost fell off his horse. What the hell was he looking at?

"Ahhh, I'm so angry."

"You, take out all your life's skills and spray him with them."

Wanyan Zongmou pulled over a surrendered Liao general. This guy was a master at scolding people in Liao, and Wanyan Zongmou pulled him over to make use of him.

"Gibberish, gibberish, Ukabaka..."

Zhao Huan stood on the city wall, looking calmly at Wanyan Zongmou below the city.

With just these few dirty words you use, you are not even worthy of carrying shoes for the trolls in the future. Yet you still engage in a war of words, repeating the same few words over and over again. How LOW.

"Wanyan Zongwang, go back and feed your child."

Wanyan Zongwang was furious at this sentence. What did he say? "Feeding a child!" Isn't this calling him a woman?

"Retreat, retreat, retreat."

"Strike hard tomorrow! I wonder how long you can hold out?"

Wanyan Zongmou gritted his teeth and said, "You are going to retreat without any preparation. It would be a fool for him to argue with these people from the Song State."

"Wait, Wanyan Zongwang, wait a minute. I have a gift for you."

"You've come all this way. It's not easy to come all the way from Pingzhou. My Great Song is a country of etiquette, and I've prepared a gift for you. Why don't you take a look and see if you like it?"

Zhao Huan waved his hand towards the rear, and immediately more than a dozen soldiers came over pushing a catapult.

Below, Wanyan Zongmou saw what was happening and quickly spurred his horse to retreat.

Damn it, the catapults are already on board? Are you giving me a gift? You're clearly sending me to my death!

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I'm not going to hit you. It's too far to throw it over. If I throw it too close, you won't dare to pick it up."

"Please make way, please make way. I have a gift for you."

With the combined efforts of more than a dozen people, the wooden box in the catapult flew towards Wanyan Zongmou like a cannonball.

Wanyan Zonghan subconsciously dodged, and the wooden box fell about five meters behind him.

"You, go open the box."

"Yes, Grand Marshal."

A soldier walked over, put his armor in front, and then slowly pulled out the wooden lock.

"Bang!"

A large cloud of yellow smoke poured out of the box, choking people and making them cry.

Wanyan Zongmou looked expressionlessly at Zhao Huan on the city wall: "Little trick, do you think I will fall for it? The more naughty you are, the worse your fate will be when I capture Bianliang."

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