The Liao army, which followed the front team in the rear, cried out in horror and did not choose.

What kind of arrow is this, not to mention powerful, but it can be shot without stopping?

In this damn mecca, the scimitar spear can't reach the opponent.

Arrows?

You've got to have that chance, don't you?

The shield is useless.

I can't take care of my legs, I show my back in front of me, and people's arrows are shot from all angles with tacit understanding, and they can hit the vital point.

No matter how good you are, you have the courage of an overlord, three heads and six arms, but you can't break the trap, you can't reach the opponent, no matter how good the knife is, it is impermeable but it is always a legend, and you can't stop the crossbow arrow from penetrating.

As long as you enter the middle road, every ride must be hit in two key places.

I want to circle the horse out, but the space is limited, only to block my horse, and the horse neighs and shouts to make a mess, or a death.

When the man died, the horse could not turn around, and continued to run forward.

The commander in the distance outside was blocked by his own people in the city gate hole, only to hear the screams and exclamations inside, I don't know what happened, seeing the front horse galloping in, the back horse following, it seems that it does not affect the attack, as soon as he gritted his teeth, he sent an order to urge the pathfinders to strengthen the attack, and strive to take it in one fell swoop.

The Khitans are barbaric nomads, although they have been corrupted during this period, but that is the enjoyment of officials, and the military discipline is still harsh, and there is no order to retreat in wartime, otherwise there will be no forgiveness.

Fighting with thousands of people is not a large corps war that can fish in troubled waters, and you can't be a deserter, otherwise whoever retreats will be seen clearly.

This commander is an iron-blooded and ruthless guy, and the end of daring to retreat without an order is death.

As soon as the Liao army participated in the battle, they gritted their teeth, became ferocious, fought hard, and let us rush in, and we will definitely kill you Zhaozhuang chickens and dogs.

Two hundred war horses poured in one after another, and the horses entered Zhaozhuang without any major problems, but the brave iron horsemen on the horses all became sleek dead pigs, just waiting for the waste to be reused, and the pig's head was easy to exchange for money.

The commander craned his neck and stared at the mezzanine that had regained its tranquility.

There, the corpses were tattered and bloodstained, all of his men.

Some old farmers in the village held shovels and hand hooks to clean up the corpses in the middle of the road, and they were all unhurried, and they were also talking and laughing happily, as if what they were cleaning up was not a terrifying battlefield, but a treasure land full of gold and jade.

It's a pity that this strange Zhuangzi has a forty or fifty meter Yangtze River Delta fortress sticking out of the city wall, and the Liao army can only avoid being shot by dark arrows on the wall, and at a distance of more than 200 meters, it is impossible to shoot these presumptuous old peasants.

What kind of village is this?

Hell is nothing more than that, right?

The officials and soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty are scum, I don't want to, the Song people here actually have such a climate.

can train the timid and cowardly Great Song Caomin into an iron warrior, this Zhao Zhuang master does seem to have two tricks.

However, the more this is the case, the sooner it is necessary to eliminate it.

Otherwise, when he becomes more and more powerful, he will definitely become a major threat to us going south to fight the grass valley in the future, and I don't know how many big Liao Erlang will be killed in vain.

The commander was ruthless in his heart, and made up his mind, and ordered another 200 iron cavalry to prepare for the opportunity to storm the city gate.

In addition, 300 good archers were transferred to the left triangular fortress near the city gate and the area around the city gate to shoot fiercely for cover, and 300 warriors dismounted and set up simple ladders to storm the triangular fortress.

With low shooting high, no matter how good your shooting skills are, you can't see people, and you can only shoot.

The commander was astonished to see the area that had been ejected, and the battlements suddenly revealed huge planks, one end of which was resting on the battlements, and the top was tightly covered, and it was obvious that there were people in ambush there, but there was still not half a figure outcropping.

However, no matter how much you shoot at the battlements, you will not hear the slightest scream.

Cunning little people, skill here.

Don't dare to show up, how to reconnoiter the enemy, how to resist the city?

The commander sneered, and ordered the warriors to seize the time to attack the prism wall, kill all the men of Zhao Zhuang, and rest here tonight, indulge in enjoyment, and everyone has a huge fortune to make.

The morale of the Da Liao soldiers was suddenly greatly boosted, holding shields and biting knives, and climbing bravely.

The head of the town guard here was also sneering.

He used a reconnaissance mirror made of a periscope to see that the enemy was about to climb to the top of the city wall, and with a whistle,

Suddenly, the large wooden board with the bracket and wheels moved back slightly, and suddenly a large shield stretched out from the battlement, blocking the front obliquely, and protecting the crossbowman who got up together with the wooden plank.

The crossbowmen each found the nearest target, and the crossbow arrows were fired in succession, rewarding the key points of the Liao warriors who were besieging the city three or two.

The Liao soldiers on the ladder were not shot dead on the spot, but also fell down the ladder, or pressed the arrow deep into the body and were wounded, or fell and died.

The Liao army, which was still on the ground, was then subjected to heavy fire.

In just a moment, one person could catch up with three or five Song troops, and even dozens or hundreds of three hundred brave and brave warriors who fled in a hurry, and they lay down at the base of the city wall, and there was silence.

The commander saw it clearly this time and couldn't help but be surprised: what kind of weapon is this?

Can shoot continuously, and the power can penetrate two layers of iron armor?

If the Song army was equipped with this kind of weapon, it would be difficult to wantonly attack the city and seize the land and loot it in the future.

The 1,000-man iron cavalry of Da Liao could break through tens of thousands of Song border troops, but it was unexpectedly that in this peasant Zhuangzi, half of it was lost in less than a quarter of an hour, and even a crippled job. There are no mouths.

This city does not need to be attacked by tens of thousands of troops with stone throwers, etc., and it is not necessary to capture it.

The Cui family's intelligence is not accurate, it's too tricky.

Maybe they deliberately concealed the situation and sacrificed us in order to seek the benefits of Zhao Zhuang.

These cheap bones who are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but in fact sell the country to seek glory, cannot do anything for the sake of profit. When I go back, I will teach them a good lesson and ask for adequate compensation.

The commander was both shocked and annoyed, and immediately gave up the siege, did not dare to collect the corpses under the city, and directly turned his horse and went to the east of the river.

Hedong Temple Xizhuang is the maiden home of Mrs. Zhao Zhuang (Zhang's maiden home, officially called Miaoxizhuang, named after an ancient and destroyed small valley temple on a hill nearby)

If it is broken, the harvest will not be small, and it is very likely to force Zhao Zhuang to leave the city to fight.

They don't have war horses, and they are village soldiers and peasants, so they can't fight head-on, and they can only be slaughtered if they collide with our guerrilla cavalry.

Zhao Dayou, who was happy, saw the Liao army withdrawing, and immediately sneered: My city gate is threefold, one heavy gate, the middle iron leaf gate, and there is a layer of iron gate hidden in the overlook tower. It's useless. There were also phosphorus bombs and explosives that were not used. You don't want to leave without understanding the taste of the new product and not letting me test the power of the new product?

How can this be?

Since you've come all the way, don't go.

Well? Want to go to Hedong?

Listening to the words of the Cui family who went to hell, he still hit my wife's maiden family with crooked ideas?

Hmph, don't dream, it's not good to go, I'm kind enough to save you trouble.

Let's all die here.

Alas, I wanted to kill you with more crossbows so that I could get intact horses, but you sons of bitches refused to cooperate, so I had to risk the heartache of losing the horses

With a wave of the hand, the bed crossbow fires.

They all carefully adjusted the shooting angle, and tried to kill as many people as possible and hurt as few horses as possible.

That's a good war horse, not those cart and ploughing horses raised by the Great Song Dynasty, and they haven't been castrated, they are all good breeds. Da Song lacks this the most, and a horse is worth the old money.

At this time, the Liao army was busy driving the 800 war horses of their fallen companions away, and they were hundreds of meters away, thinking that they were safe.

But with a crashing sound, a terrible whistling sound sounded.

Suddenly, many people didn't even have time to scream, and they were killed by crossbow guns.

Oops, my war horse.

Although the Liao army, including the Liao generals and dozens of guards, was killed in only two rounds, Zhao Dayou was very unhappy.

After all, no matter how careful you are, this low-level weapon still nailed some war horses and the Liao army together. This loss

But you can't blame the soldiers. I can only regret it.

The commander wanted to go back and report Zhao Zhuang's special weapons, take revenge on the Cui family, loot Zhang Zhuang, intercept and kill Zhao Zhuang's militia and other plans, but with the fate of the thousand people all returned to the earth, they all failed.

Zhao Zhuang kept the secret of killing the enemy, happily collected the horses, cleaned up the battlefield, cut off the head of the corpse and kept it in lime, and waited for money.

As for the headless corpse, the owner said, "It was originally intended to be used to fertilize the meadows." But there are too many, one is afraid that the weather is not cold enough to cause the plague, and the other is afraid that digging too many pits will hurt the roots of alfalfa grass.

The beasts and birds in the forests by the sea, they have nothing to eat in the winter, and they are pitiful. Just give them the corpses and enjoy them. The beast eats the beast, and correspondingly. Take care of them. We're idle, and we're hunting, aren't we?