After the Liao army retreated, the soldiers and horses of the three towns of Henan marched east for 150 miles, and the distance from Dingtao to Jeju was more than halfway. The Liao army has been blocking the scouts of the Song army in front, but has never met the main force of the Liao army. The mood of the soldiers gradually divided into two extremes, some felt that the Liao army was too depressed to fight a decisive battle and should speed up the march, while others thought that the Liao were luring the enemy into an ambush and should stop and defend in place. After Lu Mingyu discussed with Luo Xianshi and Shi Jingkui, he still insisted on marching at a speed of less than 20 miles a day, and the infantry brigade carried artillery and baggage.

The sky was shrouded in gloomy clouds and mist, and the whole sky was like an inverted iron cauldron, shrouding the withered plain. 40,000 soldiers and horses crawled towards Jeju like a big snake. The scouts of the Song army rode their horses and rushed up the high slopes on both sides of the road, and did not find the scouts of the Liao army, and the two battalions of musketeers pushed three-inch guns up the hills, and then the large group of men and horses slowly passed through the road between the hills.

On the mountain five miles ahead, the generals of the Liao army were carefully observing the Song army with a clairglass mirror.

"What a coward!" Yelu Yilie put down the clairvoyant mirror and said disdainfully, "I only need a team of 1,000 people to smash them." Wanyan Zongbi and Xiao Tachi glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of special meaning in each other's eyes. Coach Xiao Weili nodded approvingly. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is on the battlefield for the first time, whether he is inexperienced or bluffing, it is better than being cowardly and afraid of war. Xiao Lili patted him on the shoulder, and from his uncle's point of view, he felt that a good Khitan man like Yilie was a good man. Yelu Yilie frowned slightly.

"No matter how we lure the enemy to show weakness, the Song army will not speed up its advance." Xiao Weili frowned and said, "Now I can only eat hard." He turned his head to look at Wan Yan Zongbi: "The Jurchen 10,000 troops attacking the front of the Song army and attracting their attention are the key to victory. "The last will obey." Wanyan Zongbi lowered his head and said, hiding a fierce light in his eyes. Xiao Lili clearly treated the Jurchen battalion as a signing army.

The Liao army had planned to lure the Song army into low-lying areas, and if the Song army was not prepared, the cavalry would quickly capture the hills on both sides of the road when the Song army passed, and set up iron barrel cannons to bombard it condescendingly. When the Song army's formation was in chaos, the cavalry rushed on all sides, completely burying the elite of the Song army on Jingdong Road. If the Song army was in the camp step by step, the Liao army simply let go of the two compartments and induced the main force of the Song army to fight a decisive battle in the middle. At the same time, the elite iron cavalry cut into the marching brigade between the men and horses and the defenders of the hills, and then seized the high ground on the hills on both sides with superior cavalry, and set up iron barrel cannons to bombard the Song army under the mountain.

"Liao Army-" In the front team of the Song army, several voices shouted!

Suddenly, the battle between the cavalry scouts and the Liao army forward had begun. Unlike some time ago, when the Liao army retreated, the Liao army's forward was very fierce, and hundreds of war horses neighed and galloped, like a storm of wind enveloping the scout cavalry of the Song army. The scouts of the Tabai camp were caught off guard and had no time to retreat, so they drew their sabers and spears one after another, and fought with the Liao cavalry. Under the dark and dreary sky, the cavalry on both sides came and went, and there were people bathed in blood and yellow sand every moment. The battle between the cavalry was fierce and short, more than 30 cavalry Song army scouts could not escape, almost the whole army was annihilated, the Liao army cut off the head, high on the riding spear, galloped back and forth, shouting loudly.

"Fuck it!" Ma Yuan saw the scene of the battlefield from the clairvoyant mirror and scolded. His battalion, armed with four three-inch guns, guarded a small hill to the south of the road and cover the flanks of the brigade. On the plain between the north and south hills, the infantry army formed dozens of phalanxes like a checkerboard grid, the artillery battalion was in the middle of the infantry formation, part of the Song cavalry surpassed the main force of the infantry army, forming a layer of cavalry protection outside the infantry formation, and the cavalry of the brigade was assembled in the rear formation, Yang Zaixing sat on the horse, raised the clairvoyant mirror, and his face was grim. There was a black line in the distance, flags of various colors jumped, and the cavalry of the Liao army pressed up like a black cloud.

The Liao army was abnormal, without any harassment, and the iron hooves were galloping, rushing straight to the front of the Song army. The cavalry of the Liao army and the Song army had clashed countless times, and they were already very familiar with each other's tactics. The Song army formed a chessboard formation, and the cavalry of the Liao army did not go deep into the formation, but attacked the battalion phalanx on the front line over and over again like the tide of the sea. The Khitan cavalry bent the bow and arrows, with hundreds of people as a large group, rushed to the front of the Song army, and then shot arrows into the sky, after the arrows, the cavalry legs clamped the horse's belly, while drawing the arrows, while running back, almost did not stop for a moment, the rear Khitan cavalry has rushed up, and opened the bow and arrows again. The arrows in the air were not broken, and in a moment, the front of the Song army was already full of gray-black arrow feathers.

Tens of thousands of cavalry arrows are all concentrated in the front of the more than a dozen fire battalion phalanx, long arrows with a strong wind swishing through the air, arrow feathers in the sky through countless arcs, raindrops like raindrops, the Liao army is good to use long arrows, the arrow body is heavy, even if it is not an armor-piercing arrow, it is enough to penetrate the thin armor of the fire gunner. Countless firebolts fell to the ground with arrows in their hands, and their cotton jackets were soaked in blood and fell to the ground like wood. The battle was more intense than ever, and many of the musketeers had just loaded their ammunition and fell to the ground with a muffled grunt.

The officer shouted loudly: "Rack the gun-ignition-" The fire-gunners behind strode forward, filling the gap in front of the formation, and the arrows broke through the air, and the cavalry in the rear rushed up, and the Liao army opened the bow and released the arrows very fast, and the arrows whizzed through the air, and the fire-gunners had not had time to load the ammunition, and there were already a lot of arrows. At this moment, a row of firearms rang off—

"Bang-" "Bang-" "Bang-"

The guns swished and flew away, the cavalry of the Liao army could not dodge, and many horses were shot and died, however, the cavalry behind rushed up to release arrows without fear of death, and in a hurry, the front of the firecrackers were a little hurried, when the raindrops of arrows smashed the brim of the helmet and hat into a ping-pong sound, and countless people screamed and fell, many soldiers' minds were already blank, completely relying on the officer's password and the conditioned reflex of ordinary training. Before completing the command "raise the gun, load the ammunition, fire, etc.", the front row of gunners fell almost a third, and at the same time, under the fire of the guns, many cavalry also fell in front of the formation. The Liao army's offensive was extremely fierce, and the cavalry behind actually turned their horses and jumped away from the piles of corpses, and continued to attack the front of the Song army. Lu Mingyu immediately ordered the battalion phalanx behind to quickly step forward and fill the gap in the front camp of the fire gun.

The density of the Song army's firearms in the front formation more than doubled, and the originally crumbling defense line was stabilized. The cavalry brigade of the Liao army still kept coming up, some took turns to release arrows, and some simply blindfolded their horses, and rushed straight to the phalanx of the fire battalion. Soon, both the Song and Liao armies invested a large number of troops on the front line, and they were stuck together. The artillery behind the Song army line also opened fire, and the swarthy shells crossed the sky over the two armies, smashing the rear of the Liao cavalry. The smoke of gunpowder rose on the battlefield, resounding with the sound of cannons, shouts, gunshots, and the mournful screams of war horses, and every moment, countless people died in pools of blood, however, the situation on the battlefield was still stalemate.

"What's going on?" On the hill in the distance, Jereil dissatisfied, "Why don't you crush them!" ”

Xiao Tachi frowned, braving the dense platoon, the cavalry of the North Courtyard attacked the Song army's strong position head-on at any cost, which was already commendable. In less than a single pillar of incense, thousands of cavalry had already fallen. The Liao army faced the most difficult of the Song army's Tokyo Garrison Division. If it can be defeated with one blow, His Majesty will not have to retreat all the way from Ezhou to Hebei. He turned his head and caught a glimpse of Wan Yan Zongbi's dissatisfied look. The Liao State would not allow the cavalry of the Northern Courtyard to be so damaged, and it was soon time to send the Jurchen army up to consume the Song army.

"Since you went south, you have not been less burned. If the battle is defeated, I am afraid that the Song people will not give up. Wanyan Zongbi said in a low voice, "Xiao Lili wants you to take down the hills on both sides, I just want you to entangle the Song army, and don't let them mount the iron barrel cannon to the mountain." He looked up at the hills on either side of the battlefield. This piece of terrain has been pondered by Yan Zongbi for a long time, if iron barrel cannons are erected on those mountains and bombarded condescendingly, the entire battlefield will be covered by cannonballs. It's just that it takes a lot of effort to drag the iron barrel cannon to the mountain, and the Song army originally only planned to pass through this area, so naturally it didn't do so, even if it encountered the cavalry of the Liao army brigade now, the Song army's artillery battalion was still parked in a relatively low-lying place.

Hearing his words, Xiao Tachi raised his head a little strangely. Wanyan Zongbi was unconscious, and continued to whisper in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Whether you are really loyal to Your Majesty or want to take revenge on the Xia Kingdom, you have to remember that the fate of the Murbo people can never be in the hands of others. In this battle, Xiao Lira is too old, and Yelu Yilie is too naïve, if you and I can seize the opportunity to win a major battle, it will be of great benefit to both our Jurchen tribe and your Murbo tribe. In fact, for you, there is no choice, if you lose this battle or withdraw in a draw, we Jurchens, you Murb, will be slowly consumed, and only a clean victory will make Your Majesty look at us differently. ”

"You!?" Xiao Tachi suppressed his doubts and said in a low voice, "What are you going to do?" ”

"You entangle the Song army and cut off their back road." Wanyan Zongbi's eyes were slightly cold, staring at the fiercely frozen battlefield, he pointed at the right flank of the Song army with his finger, and said in a low voice, "I will rush in from here, break through their defensive line, and then guide the cavalry of the North Courtyard to rush to the left, and it is possible to defeat all the Song army." His tone was uncertain, but determined. If the Jurchens were to survive, they had to prove to Yelu Dashi that the Jurchens were useful. If you can't do this, I'm afraid you can only be consumed little by little in the hands of a rice bucket like Xiao Lila.