Most of Tiemuge's troops came from the grassland tribes, and even among the Liao army, they were very brave and ferocious. Companions were constantly being shot off their horses by arrows from the opposite side, which only aroused their ferocity. When they got closer, they saw that the Song army camp was very low, enough to leap on their horses, and the riders shouted loudly, and the front ones hung up their riding bows and took out their swords and spears, and the cavalry behind them were still releasing arrows. After the last round of arrows, the Liao cavalry quickly hung up their bows and knives, ready to rush to the camp and cut off the heads that were as tall as war horses.

"Ruined those iron artillery." The cavalry general Su Butai loudly reminded his subordinates not to just cut and kill the foot soldiers, the most important purpose of this charge was to jam the Song army's iron barrel cannon. Holding a spear in his right hand, Su Butai crouched tightly behind the horse's neck, and he crossed the head of the Song army in the front row, almost seeing the shadows of those iron guys. "It's near, it's almost there......"

The method of jamming the barrel cannon is very simple, just punch an iron block into the barrel of the cannon so that it cannot be used. Artillery was a siege weapon, and His Majesty the Emperor wanted to capture as many Song artillery as possible. As artillery became more and more important, in addition to the Han Chinese, the Liao State began to train Khitan gunners for the first time. Since the confrontation in Shuzhou, there have been many Liao troops who have died under the iron barrel cannon. In order to bombard the Liao army, the artillery battalion left the strong artillery fort that had been in operation for a long time and moved forward to the relatively simple forward fort.

The thinly armored Southern Dynasty archers retreated one after another, leaving only some burly soldiers standing in front, and compared to the thick Song army's infantry formation, the number looked very scarce. Within a distance of thirty paces, the accuracy of the Liao soldiers' archery was excellent, and at this time, it was no longer aimed at the endless scattering of the Song army's camp, and the arrows seemed to have eyes, chasing the figures of the Song army one by one. The arrows touched the iron armor, emitting a piercing figure of "ping pong".

"Hold on, hold on, arrows can't pierce, shots can't pierce......"

Qian Shen was facing the impact of the cavalry for the first time, the thick iron mask blocked his pale face, and no one could hear the words in his mouth, and gradually became, "The knife and arrow are difficult to enter, the knife and arrow are difficult to enter, and the knife and arrow are not invulnerable,...... Usually Qian Shen has complained about this set of heavy dead people's trap armor many times, and he has also moved the idea of taking out the thick armor piece and replacing it with a lighter thin armor, and now, whether he can survive depends on this thick armor. Qian Shen's legs were a little weak, and the narrow window of the iron mask seemed to be crowded with surging cavalry. Fortunately, all timidity is covered by this mask, Qian Shen once secretly illuminated it with a bronze mirror, this mask is very hideous, very cold, and can be called heroic. He felt a little comforted in his heart. "Even if the master is planted, it will be a ...... in twenty years" This sentence has not yet been read.

"Dang", Qian Shen staggered, the smoking grenade in his hand almost fell to the ground, the fear just now instantly turned into anger, and the helmet was hit by an arrow, although it was not penetrated by the arrow cluster, but it was shocked by the momentum of the arrow, as if someone was being hit the iron helmet with a stick. "Fuck." Qian Shen scolded, with a hint of sweet and salty taste in his mouth, which was bitten by the shock just now.

"Prepare-" The officer ordered again in a loud voice, this is the last time to "prepare", Qian Shen took a long breath, and his mind returned to the treasure in his hand, once this thing is not thrown well, no matter how thick the iron armor is, it will not be able to save the life of the master. When practicing throwing grenades, he once took the lives of three heroes, and the bloody scene was deeply imprinted in Qian Shen's mind, he was far from the point of ignoring life and death, and the fear of the grenade in his hand was even worse than the oncoming cavalry.

At this time, only to hear the sound of "poof", the arrow was trickly inserted into the eye window of a thunder thrower, the person next to Qian Shen fell in response, and the heavy grenade also fell to the ground, and the lead was about to burn to the thin red line marking the last section. At that moment, his mind was blank, if it weren't for the countless training to form instincts, Qian Shen could hardly help but turn around and run away. At this moment, Qian Shen felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat, his mouth was full of bitter taste, and the cavalry of the Liao army who pressed up like a mountain became as light as floating clouds, and the thunder thrower near the grenade held his breath almost at the same time.

In line with the enemy, any superfluous password and superfluous action may cause chaos and defeat......

At the last moment, a burly mine-thrower with long hands and feet stepped out of the second row and grabbed the grenade with his big fan-like hand. A grenade weighing several pounds, with a burning fuse of Zilazila, was actually caught by him like this. "Miaoshan Monkey-" Qian Shen recognized this unique figure at a glance, at this time, the enemy cavalry was already approaching, and the officer behind him shouted at the right time: "Throw thunder-"

This military order was like a pinprick, Qian Shen didn't have time to think of other thoughts, just heard the word "throw" military order, almost all the mine throwers in the first row threw the grenade without thinking. As soon as the military order with the word "thunder" was issued, several mine-throwers finally threw their grenades and looked around proudly. Because the grenade's lead is specially made, when it burns to the throwing scale marked by a red line, the grenade thrower throws it with all his greatest force, exploding almost exactly the moment it hits the ground. If the grenade thrower is particularly bold and holds his breath half a breath after the officer gives the order, the grenade is likely to explode in the air to achieve the maximum lethal effect. Because of this, the thunder thrower camp is proud to be the last to throw a grenade. Zhao Xingde specially issued a military order, strictly prohibiting the delay in throwing thunder after the "thunder" password was issued, but this kind of game, which is almost a gamble for life, is still very popular in the mine-thrower camp. The military judge could not completely prohibit this, except for the element of the officer's covert connivance, the thunder thrower, who carried a dozen grenades on his back and dared to throw them at the last moment, was an enemy that no one wanted to face.

The lead had already been burned in, and more than two hundred grenades flew towards the Liao army with a faint green smoke.

When the Liao army was violently urging their horses to charge towards the artillery base, they saw more than 200 black things attacking in the air. "Be careful—" shouted Subutai, who, as a commander, had heard of this vicious grenade. But the vast majority of the Liao army did not know that there were only more than 1,000 thunder throwers in the Song army, and even fewer who were fortunate enough to have seen or heard of the power of grenades.

"Damn it!" Su Butai only had to tighten the horse with all his might, and the war horse neighed, its hooves raised high, and its hind legs almost stepped out of the mud two pits. The other Liao troops subconsciously regarded the grenade as a stone, and it looked like a pimple weighing several catties. "Fight to eat a stone or two, and then the scimitar will harvest the head!" This is the idea of most of the Liao army. Some of the cavalry turned slightly to dodge these black things that came from the sky, and the more brave ones did not dodge or dodge, urging their horses forward at full speed, their eyes were red and staring at the sparse Song army on the fort, not paying the slightest attention to those "things" that were completely inaccurate.

"Boom!" "Boom-" The grenades exploded one after another, and the cast iron projectile imprisoned the power of the gunpowder until the last moment, before it was torn apart in the most violent posture, the thick black smoke produced by the explosion of black powder, the huge sound, and the shrapnel that was broken along the surface of the bullet body flew in all directions, and even if the Liao army was not hit, the war horse under the crotch was so shocked that it could not be controlled. This is what happened almost instantaneously, the front hooves of the mount had not yet been put down, and several shrapnel with a whistling hit the front chest of the war horse, deeply embedded, the war horse wailed, the hind hooves were broken, the front hooves fell soft, and the heavy body pounced forward with inertia.

"Good!" After an instant, Qian Shen felt numb all over his body, at this time, he was vigorously pulled behind him, he realized it, took a step back, the second row of thunder throwers took a step forward, and threw the second round of grenades under the officer's command, Qian Shen retreated to the end, while the third row of mine throwers threw grenades, the first row of mine throwers took out the second grenade, one hand held the grenade, and the other hand shook the fire fold, at this time, there were already several Liao cavalry rushed to the camp.

"Draw your sword—"

"Draw your sword—"

Almost at the same time as the officer gave the order, the third-row mine-throwers, who had not had time to withdraw, picked up the blades stuck in the dirt. In the Baoyi Army, only tall and burly soldiers with extraordinary strength can be selected as thunder throwers. Maces, long-handled heavy axes, and Mo knives successively greeted several war horses that rushed to the fort, and the blades brought out large pieces of flesh and blood. The cavalry of the Liao army, who was secretly calling for luck, fell off their horses suddenly, and before they could stand up, they were chopped into meat sauce by the heavy axe that followed them.

The mine-throwers in the second row had just drawn their bloody blades from the Liao army. The officer's command was issued, and the first row of mine-throwers threw grenades again, and more than 200 black things flew towards the heads of the follow-up Liao troops, and the third row of mine-throwers ignited the fuse at the same time. The grenade was thrown continuously, a few points faster than a firecracker. Under the blow of the thunder thrower, the cavalry of the Liao army, which originally wanted to take advantage, retreated like a tide, and under the fort, in addition to a mess of corpses, the wounded were wriggling in despair, and the wounded war horse gasped for the last few breaths.

"Whew-" Qian Shen also exhaled. The fierce battle lasted for a very short time, and the enemy army was repulsed, and he recalled just now, his mouth was full of salty and bitter taste, and while his whole body was slightly relaxed, he actually felt a little empty after the excitement. "Hell yes." Qian Shen turned his head, this iron helmet was extremely heavy, there was no military order to take off the helmet, he didn't dare to take it off, and he couldn't even lift the mask to breathe a breath of bloody air. Qian Shen could only whisper to the sergeant behind him who had long hands and feet, nicknamed "Miaoshan Monkey", "Mountain Monkey, Lao Tzu owes you a life." ”

"Money cauldron, don't be polite." Miao Pingdi grinned, even through the iron mask, it made people feel a little silly. Qian Shen sighed secretly, the elite of the old battalion who came from Shuzhong, except for this illiterate barbarian, at least they are all ten masters, right? The Ten, along with a group of specially selected elites, were in charge of guarding against the situation just now. Their armor is thicker than that of the mine-throwers next to them, and in the most dangerous situations, they even have to lie on their bodies on smoking grenades......

"This is the goddamn elite!" Thinking of his performance just now, Qian Shen couldn't help but feel a blush, but fortunately, the iron mask covered everything.

In the eyes of everyone in the back, I saw a burly thunder thrower turn his face, and two cold eyes, through the narrow window, watched the thousands of Liao cavalry flee in a hurry.