When the sky was slightly bright, only three cannon shots were heard in front of the Song Army's camp, followed by 120 large horns and 300 war drums, which were blown and beaten together, and the rumbling sound spread widely.
When the soldiers of the Song Dynasty heard these sounds, the blood in their bodies was aroused by the drums and boiled. Naturally, their fighting spirit was high. Under the leadership of their respective generals, they rushed out of the camp and rushed to the place where the Liao soldiers and horses were stationed. A towering city gate.
Artillery and trebuchets with sufficient range have already bombarded the city wall. Thunderbolts were heard in succession, thick smoke billowed, and the city wall trembled endlessly.
By the time the entire section of the city wall facing the Song army was covered in gunpowder smoke, the artillery and stone stopped for a moment, and the vanguard of the siege army just arrived.
The tall siege equipment, like a monster with steel and iron bones, was surrounded by soldiers.
The most common thing is something called a "ladder and cloud cart", which uses iron sheets and wood, connected together, to create a ladder that is fifty or sixty feet long, and is transported by long rows of wheels.
At the front end of the cloud cart, there are copper and iron brackets that cross each other and are stacked layer by layer. Once the mantra is recited, the crossed brackets arch upward to form hollow diamond shapes. The front end of the long ladder can be raised almost enough to reach the level of the cloud cart. The height of the city walls.
The soldiers attacking the city ran along the long ladder, which was extremely fast and labor-saving. Even the cavalry who were skilled in equestrian skills could control the magic horses and gallop on such long ladders to attack the city and kill directly. Go up to the city wall.
The use of these instruments can almost eliminate most of the advantages of Liao soldiers in defending the city, turning the battle of attacking and defending the city into the most simple hedging fight.
However, after experiencing successive battles from Jiehe to here, the Liao army had already been wary of the Song army's fighting style.
There must be a brave general guarding the front of each ladder cloud chariot, preparing a large amount of kerosene, trying to pour the kerosene while fighting, igniting a fire, and then using magic to stir up wind, causing the flames to burn down the ladder to stop the Song army.
When the siege battle is in full swing.
In the Song army's camp, many big birds flew up. They looked like they were made of brass and had deer heads and bird bodies. They were named dragon birds.
This kind of dragon bird has a groove on its back, which can accommodate ten soldiers sitting in the groove. Five people go to the left and five people go to the right. They hold special medicine arrows and fly over the Liao army defending the city. Uncertain.
When the bow string sounds, the arrows are thrown out far away like flowing fire. Once they hit the ground, they can explode into a fire covering a radius of three feet. The power is amazing. No matter whether the heavy armored soldiers or the archers on the city wall, they can only passively fight against these elite dragon and bird soldiers. Get beaten.
However, the Liao army did not have no way to deal with it. The dragon bird had just taken off here, and thousands of lotus flowers also rose in the city gate there.
The lotus flowers are either silvery-white like iron or the color of red copper, with Buddhist scriptures engraved on the surface, bringing the power of flying in the air. Each lotus flower is more than nine feet high, and it is impossible to tell how many people are hidden inside.
But after the lotus flew high into the sky, as the petals rotated gently, silver-white shuttles with two sharp ends and about two feet long scattered out.
A single lotus flower can only shoot eight flying shuttles, and the flying shuttles will not explode. The range is not as good as the dragon bird feather arrows, and it is far less powerful than the dragon bird archer's arrow rain.
However, the materials of the lotus and the shuttle are unique, and they have been refined through Buddhist mantras and rituals. They contain changes in the magnetic energy. They can recycle themselves after being shot out, and they can come and go freely within three miles of the lotus.
If you stay far away, the lotus can only be beaten passively, bursting into flames. From time to time, the petals will tremble, be smashed, and fall tilted.
As they got closer, the shooters on the Dragon Bird's back had trouble keeping track. Someone would inevitably be killed by the flying shuttle, or someone would be seriously injured and fall out of the Dragon Bird's back, screaming in agony and falling onto the vast battlefield.
The fighting between the two sides was very fierce, no less than the fighting on the ground.
On the side of the battlefield, among the cascading mountains in the distance, Dai Zong squatted under a pine tree on the top of the mountain, holding wild peaches picked from the mountains in his hands, washing them roughly with mountain spring water, and eating them until the juices overflowed.
Although this peach is a wild peach and is not fully ripe yet, with only a little red at the tip, it tastes extra crisp, fresh and sweet, and has a unique taste compared to ripe peaches.
It's just that Dai Zong paid attention to the battlefield and ate peaches just to satisfy his hunger and thirst. He was nervous and couldn't taste much sweetness.
Yesterday, he did not wait for Han Shizhong's confirmation, but he saw the colorful clouds representing the emperor's luck. He quickly ran away, hiding carefully and spying secretly, preparing to go back and report after seeing the actual movements of the border troops.
Unexpectedly, seeing such a battle early in the morning, Dai Zong was filled with emotion and became more and more awe-inspiring.
Since the revival of the Demonic Way, the strength of the frontier army has become more and more terrifying. Compared with the soldiers and horses of Chen Xizhen and Yun Tianbiao, the average equipment and resources of the frontier army may not be superior, but their fighting spirit is completely different.
Chen Xizhen and his troops had been at peace in the heart of the Song Dynasty for several years, and the people were like grass. Before the Liangshan uprising, they had never put up a strong resistance.
People like Chen Xizhen, Yun Tianbiao, Gou Ying, Liu Guang and others have all risen to high positions. Although they have not given up on their cultivation progress and have been practicing hard every day, they are far less concerned about the training of the soldiers below. .
On the other hand, the soldiers here in the border army, under the management of the generals headed by Han Shizhong, have obviously never slacked off. When fighting begins, they can be said to be capable of fighting every battle.
"The border troops are brave, but the Liao army has been defeated so far, and has been forced out of its murderous spirit. It will not be easy to capture this city."
While Dai Zongzheng was thinking, bright red filaments suddenly separated from the Taoist robe on his body, extending from the collar to his face.
"Wait a minute! What to do?"
Dai Zong whispered and hurriedly wiped his face with his hands, trying to peel away the threads.
He knew that this ordinary-looking Taoist robe was actually the source of the divine poison around Guan Luoyang. He used the Taoist robe to help him along the way, and he became more deeply aware of the fierceness hidden in this piece of clothing.
However, this dress was very submissive to Guan Luoyang, like a big cat pretending to be asleep. When he stayed with Dai Zong, he ignored him and did not cause trouble. But now there was a sudden change, which made people unprepared.
Dai Zong's eye sockets were penetrated by those red threads, and his eyes suddenly became hot, and everything he saw became much clearer. His neck was also twisted by the red threads, allowing him to look towards the side of the Liao Kingdom's city gate.
This majestic pass of the Liao Kingdom was built against a mountain. It was surrounded by undulating mountains on both sides and dense forests of ancient trees. It contained countless poisonous insects and ferocious beasts that ate human-evil flowers. There was also a miasma that floated around all year round and persisted in all seasons. It was a natural and dangerous pass.
But at this time, Dai Zong's sight penetrated the miasma and penetrated the obstruction of branches and leaves. He could vaguely see the outline of an indistinct human figure, hiding and walking through the wild jungle.
"It turns out that the front is a sheep attack!"
Dai Zong was shocked, "What I saw along the way was that most of Han Shizhong's armies used royal methods to destroy cities and demolish strongholds. This time they actually used tactics."
This plan can be said to be extremely simple, but it is just the most common way to attack the east and attack the west.
But even an onlooker like Dai Zong, who is on the outside, can't see through it. He has to rely on the guidance of the mysterious instinct of the divine clothes to guess something.
Those who were in authority were confused, and the Liao army that was fighting fiercely was probably even more unexpected.
Dai Zong's eyes widened, and when he looked over there, he still couldn't see clearly how many of the hidden soldiers of the Song Dynasty there were, but as his eyes swept back and forth, he could see some other connections.
The poisonous insects, poisonous miasma, strange flowers and strange trees in the wild jungle, and the growth trend in the valleys do not seem to be completely barbaric, but form a sign of order, like a huge formation.
After the Liao State established the city, people transplanted trees regularly for many years to guide the poisonous insect miasma. Anyway, the magicians of the Liao State also needed to use the poisonous insect miasma to practice their spells. The Liao State sent troops and horses to protect them, explore various places, and transplant the trees into formations. Cooperation is a matter of mutual benefit.
"By the way, Yelu Yixin, the previous generation of Nanyuan King of Liao Kingdom, was very ambitious, and Wu Yanguang, the current generation of Nanyuan King, is no small matter."
"The Liao Kingdom's Xiongguan they managed can safely guard the front and only send a small number of troops and horses to the two sides for defense. Of course, it is not just relying on the natural terrain, but the mountain poisonous formation that they have managed through the ages, so that they can Have such confidence.”
"But this Song army seems to have some understanding of the poisonous miasma formation, and it actually moves so calmly..."
Recovering the Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures and other homelands of the Han and Tang Dynasties was a century-old wish of the Chinese people. Since Han Shizhong led his troops and stationed in Jiehe, although he never received the imperial edict to start a war, he did not give up.
In addition to diligently training his troops, over the past few years, he sent countless small groups of soldiers in disguise to sneak into the Liao Kingdom to explore the dangerous passes in various places.
This majestic pass in front of us was the largest pass before the Song Dynasty's troops arrived at Youzhou City. Han Shizhong even left the camp for ten days in person to secretly explore the terrain, draw formation maps, and collect poisonous insects and poisonous miasma. After returning, he would be studied. Find ways to avoid poison.
Dai Zong naturally didn't know the details, but he could guess a little bit, and he couldn't help but feel excited about it.
Even if the strength of the frontier army may not be all good news for Liang Shan, he cannot suppress the excitement and expectations in his heart now.
The three armies are united in their determination to regain their homeland. They are right in front of them. As a descendant of the Han and Tang Dynasties, how can we not be inspired by it? !
The soldiers and horses sneaking in the jungle have begun to take action.
The leading man jumped onto the city wall, swept across the defenders, and swung his sword downwards. The sword energy penetrated the layers of wall bricks and rocks, and blasted through the city gate. It was Han Shizhong who took the lead and went to the dangerous situation personally.
Dai Zong couldn't help but squeeze the peach core in his hand tightly. Without the help of the fiber of the divine clothing, his eyes widened and his heart beat rapidly, making his brain feel hot.
good! good! OK!
He shouted in his heart, shouting, really wishing that he was one of them.
Suddenly, something strange in another aspect made him glance over there unconsciously.
At this glance, he was stunned on the spot.
I saw that the army that had been attacking from the front had slowed down its offensive. Not only was it unable to respond to Han Shizhong and break the city in one fell swoop, it showed faint signs of retreat.
'what happened? What kind of trick is it to lure the enemy, a clever strategy that I can’t understand? Could it be that he miscalculated the time and thought that Han Shizhong failed to succeed, so he retreated first? '
Dai Zong stood up loudly, walked a few steps forward in a hurry, and stretched his neck to look over.
I saw colorful clouds flowing in the Song Army camp, and the flags carrying messages were carried by the soldiers and rushed out of the Central Army camp.
A large number of soldiers inside and outside the military camp suddenly started to commotion. One of the leading generals in the cavalry threw down the flag and wanted to lead his men to continue the charge.
However, when the flag fell, his aura was falling steadily. In the blink of an eye, he was taken away from power and demoted, and became a guilty person. Someone immediately took advantage of this opportunity to pounce on him.
After receiving the order, some brave generals shouted in fright and anger. Their luck was deprived of them. They ignored it and still rushed forward. However, they saw a golden light flying out of the camp, killing him and his horse on the spot.
A young general holding a Tingri bow passed down from the Huzhuo family quickly rushed towards the Chinese army's tent.
"Pengju, what are you going to do?"
"Han Shuai is in danger and victory is imminent. Wouldn't it be detrimental to the country to withdraw his troops at this time?! A certain person wants to give advice to the officials!"
"What a damn thing you are admonishing, you haven't noticed yet? Those who are admonishing are really dead."
The people around him were trying to hold the young general back, and someone hurriedly covered his mouth.
Yang Zhi struck the man on the head with the back of his knife, knocking the young general unconscious. However, his own face at the moment was so gloomy that he could drip blood. The green birthmark on his face looked particularly ferocious due to the twitching of his face.
He glanced at the tent with gritted teeth, quickly looked away, and ordered: "Don't let Peng Ju have a chance to see the emperor, otherwise he will die if he makes a rash move. Tie him up first and find an opportunity to send him away."
The commotion in the camp gradually subsided, and the troops were ordered to retreat.
At this time, Han Shizhong, who led his troops to attack the city, was horribly ambushed in the area between the outer city and the inner city.
I don't know how many fire jars were buried here in advance. When they stepped over it for the first time, there was no difference. When they wanted to retreat, the spell was used and all exploded. The Song Army was in it and felt that there was almost no open space around them. Not covered by firelight.
The Liao Kingdom seemed to have no foresight, and had already laid a heavy ambush with its troops, and they would come out to kill them when they saw the opportunity.
There were nearly 20,000 soldiers around Han Shizhong, suffering heavy casualties. His heart was like a landslide and a tsunami. On his face, he could still calmly shout, commanding the withdrawal of troops. In his hand, he slashed out with a pure black five-foot sword like the deep night, intent on killing his subordinates. Find a way out.
Wu Yanguang personally stopped him. He held a pair of shining silver maces in his hands. The handles were engraved with the image of the head of the Eight Tribes, Emperor Shitian. When he waved it, there was a surge of thunder.
In the blink of an eye, he received one hundred and eighty blows from Han Shizhong. There were numerous horizontal and vertical cuts on his maces. His arms were sore and numb. He quickly stepped back, almost cutting off the bridge of his nose with the knife.
Many soldiers from the Liao Kingdom surged up around them, but Han Shizhong spun around and with one move, they all flew away and were blasted away.
Those with weaker skills were blasted into blood mist by the sword energy in mid-air, while those with stronger skills could not restrain themselves from flying backwards, and were embedded in the city wall one by one.
At this time, on the wall of the inner city, there was a man with an ashen complexion and extremely high cheekbones, holding a long spear in his hand, and he jumped into the air and stabbed him down.
That long pole was filled with vast and unspeakable demonic power. When thick smoke spewed out, the front end suddenly enlarged in size.
The part held in the man's hand was still of normal thickness, getting thicker as he moved forward, like a sky pillar pressing down between the remaining soldiers of the Song Army. Plowing a bloody road towards Han Shizhong.
Han Shizhong blocked the sword, and Wu Yanguang committed suicide again. At the same time, the surging golden light on Han Shizhong's body was peeled off layer by layer.
In the Song Army camp outside the city, Emperor Tianming personally drafted an imperial edict to remove Han Shizhong from his post and demote him. Feeling the dynasty's fortune, it was difficult to separate him from Han Shizhong, and he couldn't help but be surprised.
"The border army's luck is actually so stable in him?"
Looking at the imperial edict, the emperor was silent for a while and said, "Zhao Kuangyin is right. As long as such a person has the slightest intention of being obedient and disloyal, he should not be retained."
The emperor rolled up the imperial edict, walked out of the tent, climbed hundreds of feet into the sky, looked at the scenery in the city, and witnessed Han Shizhong's bloody battle during the siege.
The dark knife in his hand had many gaps and he was vomiting blood.
When he saw that the long pole was about to stab him again, a group of female soldiers came from behind and protected him, heading towards the outside of the city.
All the Song troops in the city were dead and wounded, and the remaining few hundred people were all covered in blood, their clothes and armor were in pieces, some had broken arms, they were bleeding, and they were still staggering and charging.
They roared and only looked forward. I didn't know when a few people would be missing from their side, a few people would fall down, and there would be no chance to get up.
Or maybe, what is missing is yourself.
Han Shizhong's whole body was ignited with demonic fire, and his essence and blood quickly became exhausted, pouring into the blade, and a black blade flashed diagonally.
The city wall that stretched there was like a piece of tofu, cut open by a huge blade, and collapsed over a large area, turning into a forest of rocks.
This sword kept its momentum and rolled against the ground, turning into a boiling black tide of sword energy, forcing back the surrounding Liao soldiers.
Only the iron-gray man stood motionless, piercing the black sword energy with one move and approaching Han Shizhong.
Suddenly, the white robe flashed.
The iron-gray man's eyes flashed.
In the distance, the emperor's face changed color and he shouted quickly: "Guan Luoyang!!"
The emperor was almost about to take action, but the white robe spread out in a flash, swept away the survivors, and fled quickly, with no intention of fighting with them.
On the contrary, the emperor and the iron-gray man, because they were well prepared, had a gap to accumulate power before making their move, and the man in white robe successfully escaped.
Dai Zong only rescued more than thirty people. After leading them to escape hundreds of miles away, he couldn't hold on anymore, so he found a hidden mountain col and hid in it.
After Han Shizhong landed, he was like a clay wood sculpture, holding the knife and standing still. No matter how anxiously the people around him asked, there was no response.
Liang Hongyu couldn't hear his heartbeat or detect his breathing, so she smiled sadly and shed tears.
Han Shizhong suddenly trembled, vomited blood and shouted.
"Zhao Huan!!!"
The blade of his knife broke, and he fell to his knees, with blood all over his body like a crazy demon. He screamed at the mountain, "Are you the king of the country..."
"The national drama is a thief!!!!"
