"These golden dogs aren't attacking the city but are heading towards the back of the Jin camp.”
Looking at the abnormal movements of the Jin army outside the city, Wang Bing held the battlements of Taiyuan City with his hand and frowned.
"Could it be that Nien Han, that dog thief, has repeatedly failed to attack the city and is playing some tricks again?”
Yang Keshi, the deputy general beside Wang Bing, also frowned and said warily.
"No matter what kind of tricks you have, as long as we still have a breath left, we can't let Taiyuan fall in our hands!”
Wang Bing clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of determination.
Ever since he decided to defend Taiyuan and live and die with the city, he had long disregarded life and death!
Yang Keshi also nodded firmly. Then, he fixed his gaze on the movements of the Jin army outside the city, intending to find out why the Jin army was acting strangely.
"Look, the flag of the Middle Army Commander of the Sticky Han Army is also moving!”
In the next moment, Yang Keshi spoke with a puzzled tone. He saw the Jin army's commander's tent. The commander's flag began to move. Jin Xi Road's commander, Zhan Han, mounted his horse and led a group of elite cavalry out of the camp.
Yang Keshi was also one of the descendants of the Yang family's generals. He was the elder brother of the Red Flame Army's general, Yang Lie. He had practiced riding and archery since he was a child. His eyesight was extraordinary, so he could see clearly.
Following Yang Keshi's instructions, Wang Bing also saw the flag of the Jin army moving. He saw more Jin soldiers leaving the camp with great fanfare.
In the direction they were running, a black dot suddenly appeared from afar and stopped a hundred steps away from the first group of Jin soldiers.
Although they were so far away that they couldn't see the black dot clearly, Wang Bing and Yang Keshi, who had been through many battles, could still tell that it was a person riding a horse.
Moreover, he seemed to be confronting the Jin Army and shouting something.
"Why do I feel like that black dot looks so much like Han Wu?”
At this moment, looking at the black dot that couldn't be seen clearly, Wang Bing and Yang Keshi both had the same intuition and spoke at the same time.
However, intuition was intuition. At such a distance, it was impossible to determine who was friend or foe. Therefore, Wang Bing and Yang Keshi only ordered the soldiers to be vigilant and then watched the movements from the top of the city wall.
After all, they were shouldering the burden of Taiyuan and the twenty thousand soldiers.
In fact, Wang Bing and Yang Keshi's intuition was right.
The black dot that they saw confronting the Jin Army was indeed Han Shizhong!
At this moment, Han Shizhong's injuries were almost healed. He was sitting on a Crimson Flame Horse, looking at the Jin army that was confronting each other a hundred steps away.
Even though the bows and arrows of the Jin army were all aimed at him, and Han Shizhong could be turned into a porcupine if he let go, there was no fear on his face.
Facing the covetous gaze of the numerous Jin soldiers, he raised his saber and rode on his horse. He had the qualifications of a general who would not change even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him!
"You golden dogs, shoot if you have the ability!
If I shoot your Grandpa Han to death, then your marshal's son, Wanyan Sheye, will also die!”
Han Shizhong raised his podao and provoked the Jin army cavalrymen. The cavalrymen gnashed their teeth in hatred, but they didn't dare to make a move.
Han Shizhong was carrying a rare white bearskin cloak on his podao.
This kind of white bear skin was extremely rare. There were only a few of them in the entire Jin Kingdom.
Back then, the Great Ancestor of the Jin Dynasty rewarded him based on his achievements and gave him one!
On the other hand, Nihan was not willing to wear it and gave it to his beloved son, Wanyan Sheyama!
As everyone knew, Wanyan Sheye Ma had led 300 elite cavalry to hunt down this Song General in front of him eight or nine days ago and had yet to return to the camp!
At this moment, Han Shizhong was carrying Wanyan Sheye Ma's white bearskin cloak, and Wanyan Sheye Ma was missing, making it difficult for these Jin soldiers not to have a bad association!
"If you don't dare to shoot, quickly call Nianhan to see me!”
Han Shizhong's arrogant look made the Jin soldiers gnash their teeth in anger, but they didn't dare to move.
The fact that the commander of the Nianhan army could give the white bear fur coat given by the Great Ancestor of the Jin Dynasty, a treasure that he could not bear to wear, to his son, Sheyama, was enough to show the love that the Nianhan army had for this sole descendant.
Now that Sheyama had been missing for a long time, Han Shizhong had come to provoke him with his coat. It was obvious that he had something to rely on!
In other words, the only person who might know Sheyema's whereabouts was Song Jiang.
If any of them dared to attack Han Shizhong and cut off the news of Sheyama, they would definitely be chopped up and fed to the dogs by Commander Nien Han!
"Move aside!"
At this moment, a dignified and angry shout sounded from behind.
A Jurchen noble wearing a mink hat rode over with thousands of riders.
It was the commander of the Jin Kingdom West Army, Wanyan Zonghan, also known as Nihan!
The Jin Kingdom cavalrymen heaved a sigh of relief and made way for Nien Han.
"Where is Sheyema?
If you tell me, I can spare your life!”
Nien Han glanced at Han Shizhong, who was a hundred steps away, and said with a dark face.
He was an elite of the Jin Kingdom, so he naturally had top-notch wisdom. Therefore, when he saw Han Shizhong riding alone with Sheyama's coat, he knew that Sheyama must still be alive.
After all, if Sheyama was dead, then if he still dared to bring Sheyama's relic in front of Nien Han, he would be courting death!
Han Shizhong, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly smiled when he saw Nihan finally appear…
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