More than a dozen guards poured out from under the city gate, and they weakly moved out the antlers and placed them outside the city gate. The suspension bridge was slowly lowered, and finally the "bang" was built on the trestle, the moat of Xiangyang was as wide as eighty zhang, and even the suspension bridge could not reach the riverside, but was built on the wooden trestle at one end of the moat. Li Qiong surrendered without a fight, and the Liao army did not waste much effort to capture Xiangyang, and then the Yelu Dashi army continued to march south, so the suspension bridge and trestle bridge are well preserved. When the enemy comes, the defenders only need to burn the trestle to cause great inconvenience to the attackers.

The face of the guard looked like Han'er, and Xiao Zhonggong was not surprised. The warriors of the Khitan would rather follow His Majesty to bend their bows and hunt than defend this damn city. The Han soldier beckoned him in, Xiao Zhonggong glanced at Zhang Xian, reluctantly turned over and dismounted, and walked towards the city gate. His heart was beating fast, and he wanted to run into the city with a puff of smoke, but he walked slowly, ready to run for his life. Xiao Zhonggong knew the plans of these southern barbarians very well, but he did not have the courage to sacrifice his life.

"It should be fine." Marksman Li Xing held the reins of the horse and looked nervously at Xiao Zhonggong's back. He holds a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other. As long as there is any movement on the part of this descendant, he will not hesitate to shoot him down with an arrow. The war horse felt the emotions of its owner and snorted uneasily.

"Don't panic." Zhang Xian comforted in a low voice.

"Yes." Li Xing nodded, gasping quietly.

Zhang Xian pouted forward, signaling him to concentrate. He stared at the front, loosened the reins, and the horse moved slightly, eager to try. Xiao Zhonggong had already walked onto the suspension bridge, and the Han army was waiting impatiently, beckoning him to come over, and the others moved away from the antlers. The Khitans did not dismount when they entered the city, and Xiao Zhonggong dismounted and walked into the city, which was a self-surrendering identity, and in the eyes of the Liao generals at the head of the city, it was also the action of the defeated generals. Xiao Lili shook his head, crossed the trembling Xiao Zhonggong, and his eyes fell on the subordinates behind him, who could retreat all the way from Shuzhou to here, and still maintain the non-collapse, since Xiao Xiangsheng had died in battle, Xiao Lili was very interested in annexing these Khitan cavalry.

The cavalry suddenly moved, and rushed straight towards the city gate, and in an instant, shouts rang out.

"Kill—" "Rush in!" ”

Zhang Xian urged the horse to rush to the front, and the war horse jumped a few times, which had already surpassed Xiao Zhonggong, who was fleeing for his life.

The panicked expressions of the Liao soldiers outside the city gate cave were also clear. Li Xing followed closely behind him, bent his bow and arrows, and "swished" arrows, and several Liao soldiers who had just wanted to turn around and flee for their lives in the city fell to the ground. A group of cavalry rushed onto the drawbridge like a whirlwind, the weight of a horseman and horse even armor is more than a thousand catties, dozens of cavalry is nearly 100,000 catties, the Liao soldiers on the city shouted and screamed, urging the signing army to push the winch to close the city gate, but the cable was stretched straight, and the drawbridge only shook slightly.

A big-shouldered and round-waisted Song will take out a short-handled heavy axe from behind him, swing it with all his might, "flicker" the wind, and slash on the suspension bridge iron cable, the iron cable is bent by a huge force, making a tooth-sour "cluck" sound, as the plate axe picks up, and "bang" bounces back, only this time, the iron cable has been cut out of a gap. The Song soldier who made the giant axe did not hesitate, as if he was cutting wood, his arms seemed to have a thousand strengths, once, twice, three times, and the giant axe was cut down like a storm. Dozens of cavalry of the Song Army galloped past him, the drawbridge iron rope couldn't help trembling and moaning, and the Liao soldiers at the head of the city were also dumbfounded.

"Shoot the arrows! Shoot the arrows! Dorory, the gatekeeper, shouted, "Close the gates!" ”

At this time, the defenders of the city came to their senses, and they bent their bows and arrows, and the arrows rained down on the cavalry near the drawbridge. A large number of arrows were shot at the Song general who cut the iron rope, and the Song general was also extremely brave, and he didn't dodge or dodge, but only waved the big axe. The rope was trembling, and after a while, there was a "bang", and the rope finally broke, and the two sections that had been cut open seemed to be a giant snake in pain rolling and struggling. A passing mount was struck on the head by a rope, and his brain burst and he fell into the moat with a wail. The Song general suddenly retreated backwards, still unable to dodge, and was carried by the iron whiskers at the end, half of his face was bloody and blurred, as if he had been scratched by a bear's paw, at this time, he had seven or eight arrows inserted in his body, and he still struggled to lift the plate axe, shouting "Rush with me!" ”

The morale of the army was greatly boosted, and they rushed to the city gate. The arrows of the Liao army rained down, and the arrows on the bridge under the city fell to the dead and the corpses piled up like a mountain, but the Song army was ragged and hidden three layers of armor, and some people were shot like hedgehogs by arrows, and they could still move forward to kill the enemy. Zhang Xian led the cavalry to disperse the hundreds of Liao troops gathered in the city gate, he left dozens of elites to guard the city gate, and led people to attack the city along the city gate. At this time, the war drums sounded, thousands of horsemen outside the city came to cover the killing, the flag officer held high the big banner embroidered with the words "Song" and "Yue", the Zhenguo army rode to the vicinity of the city gate, part of the cavalry gathered under the military flag, part of the horse rushed into the city non-stop, and the fire battalion foot soldiers dismounted outside the city, like the tide rushed towards the city.

"This is Nanban," Xiao Lili's face changed drastically, "Zhenguo Army, Yue Fei, damn it!" ”

There was already a shout of killing from the downstairs of the city, Xiao Lili pulled out his scimitar, and said with a hideous face, "If Doroli doesn't defend here, I'll dispatch warriors to kill these Nanban!" ”

"Yes," Dorory said quietly. He didn't doubt Xiao Lili's words in the slightest. There are also 10,000 Khitan cavalry stationed in the city. Although Xiao Lira was the commander of the infantry army and stayed behind in Xiangyang, in addition to the 20,000 Xi army and Han army foot soldiers who guarded the city, he relied on the 10,000 cavalry the most. The Song army sneak attacked and captured the city tower, and when the foothold was not stable, they rushed hard with iron horses, which should still be able to drive the Nanban out of the city.

The shouting and killing sound under the city tower is getting louder and louder, Zhang Xian's face is full of blood, he is holding an iron shield, rushing up in the corridor of the city tower, arrows are shot from all directions, smashing on the iron shield "Ping Pong" sound, Zhang Xian holds the shield with both hands to protect his head and face, his eyes only look below, and when he sees a Liao soldier running over, he rushes forward with fit. Zhang Xian made the iron shield rush up, no less than a heavy blunt weapon, after the Liao soldiers in front of him were knocked away, the back battalion soldiers behind him slashed with guns and bayonets, this road is narrow, the Liao soldiers can not avoid it, and they can't rush up, and they are beaten step by step to retreat to the city tower.

Outside the east city gate of Xiangyang, the war drums roared, after Zhang Xian captured the city gate, the Zhenguo army immediately launched a general attack, the brigade of foot soldiers rushed into the city, the city head was still under the control of the Liao army, the guard general Doroli did not lead the troops to resist Zhang Xian who attacked from the Yongdao upwards, while ordering people to fire arrows and cannons, after the Liao soldiers reacted, the wooden rolling stones could not help but be thrown down, and the boiling oil and gold juice were also poured down from time to time, and the battle was extremely fierce.

The privy envoy Yue Fei sat under the Daxu to command, he was only three hundred steps away from the city gate, suddenly, a black shadow flashed in the sky, "Bang-" A big stone fell to the ground, only a zhang away from Daxu, the dust was flying, and the left and right were frightened, but Yue Fei sat under the banner and did not move a step.

"The enemy's artillery is fierce," the cavalry general Xu Qing said loudly, "The safety of the commander is of great importance...... As soon as his words fell, Yue Fei's face sank, and he ordered: "Move the big marshal forward!" "Daxu went forward, and it was the place where the cannon stone at the head of the city fell. Yue Fei has always ordered to prohibit the army, and when the military order was given, all the generals did not dare to disobey, so they immediately hugged Yue Fei and stepped forward, and inserted the big gun right next to the huge artillery. The artillery stones and crossbow arrows of the city were fired in this direction, but they all landed beside them, and they did not hit the place just now. Seeing this, the soldiers of the Zhenguo Army rushed towards the city more and more desperately.

At this moment, a detective horse galloped over, knelt down in front of Yue Feizao, and said: "Dashuai, west of Xiangyang, a large fleet of ships are descending along the Han River, and the flag is unknown!" "What?" Xu Qing frowned, "Where did the centaurs come from?" As the commander of the left army, he and Yang Zaixing's Tabai battalion were responsible for guarding the enemy situation around the army, but in total, the Liao army no longer had a large force of men near Xiangyang. The upper reaches of the Han River is Fangzhou, the place where the Prime Minister of Ezhou is located, and it is even more impossible to say that the Song Dynasty had a large army. The generals on the left and right were all shocked, looking at Yue Fei, a sneak attack on Xiangyang was originally a risk, and at this time, whether to enter or retreat, only listen to the words of the marshal.

"Beat the drums!" Yue Fei said without hesitation, "Follow me forward and take Xiangyang!" He pulled out the sword at his waist, stood up, and saw the commander on his horse, and the cavalry of the Weiwei battalion also got on his horse. At the head of Xiangyang City, the guard general Doroli was not exposed to the enemy, and when he saw the whole Song army pressing, despair appeared in his eyes. Although there were many defenders of Xiangyang, they were scattered on all sides of the city, and most of the soldiers at the head of the city were not Khitans, and their bravery and loyalty were not as good as the Khitan cavalry. The commander of Xiangyang, Xiao Huli, said that he would mobilize the cavalry to counterattack the Nanban, but until this time, not a single cavalry had been seen.

As the city tower walked, the shouts of killing and screams were getting closer and closer, and a Song general who was like a mad tiger rushed up.

"Be loyal to Da Liao!" Dorori shouted silently, drawing his scimitar and rushing forward.

As the Song army rushed up from Yongdao, the soldiers of both sides stood together in the narrow city. After the battlements, the Liao soldiers didn't care about releasing arrows and firing artillery. The four walls of the city were crowded with sword-wielding soldiers, and from time to time people screamed and fell from the walls. The urn city was secretly crowded with the Song army. After the infantry of the Zhenguo army all carried guns and guns, and after rushing into the city, some of them attacked the city tower along the road, and some of them formed a formation to block the direction of the main street in the city under the command of the capital head and the general.

On the bank of the Han River, a team of riverboats anchored the shore. Behind the big river boats were some small boats in tow, and on either side of the boats sat sergeants, covered in the middle with a thick tarpaulin, raised high. The sergeants paddled hard and rowed the boat straight toward the river until it ran aground on the shore. Seven or eight sergeants jumped out of the boat and stood waist-high in the river to hold on to the boat. The sergeant on the ship lifted the canvas, the heavy barrel of the cannon shining with a metallic sheen, and the four large iron wheels were neatly stacked.

"Quick!" "Quick!"

"Put the wheels on!"

The sergeants shouted the trumpet, installed the wheels on the axles that ran through the sides of the hull, and the soldiers who had gone ashore in advance also put the reins on the horses, waved the whips, and the four horses worked together, and the gun carriage weighing more than 1,000 catties was dragged ashore with a wtagger.

Author: This one is even more yesterday, sorry, it's late again. There is also a shift in the morning or noon.