"Rush!" Darugu waved his scimitar, but his eyes were fixed on the Khitan thousand-man team next to him.

If the Khitans retreated, he would retreat immediately, and there were so many 'female' Zhen people that they could no longer withstand consumption. Su Meng bent on his waist, lying behind a corpse, the gun flew over his head with a whistling gun, his ears were filled with screams, the sound of "poof" hitting, from the moment he started to release the gun from the opposite side, Su Meng realized that the sneak attack had failed, the 'female' real soldier shrank on the ice, and the big guy hesitated, but why didn't the damn Khitan retreat?

"Don't rush around, let's go together!"

Gortai was full of bruises, and he was ready to put all his chips on the table like a red-eyed gambler who had lost. 3,000 people were pressed on the ice by the hands of the Song army, and they could not advance or retreat. "Let's rush together!" Gortai exclaimed, "Cavalry rush together!" "The Khitans all stepped on horseback and 'drawn' their scimitars and spears. Gortai urged his mount, the horses ran cautiously on the ice, the cold wind whistling in his ears, Gortai got rid of the frustration of the failed sneak attack, he waved his scimitar, and shouted: "Rush over and kill them all!" "Kill them all!" The Khitan cavalry found the feeling of charging on the battlefield, and under the illumination of the lights, the scimitar spears flashed coldly, and rushed towards the river embankment overwhelmingly. Countless Khitan cavalry were knocked down by the guns halfway, and once the running mounts were hit, nine times out of ten they lost their balance and fell on the ice.

"Fire—bang!"

"Fire—bang!"

The firecrackers stepped forward in a row, rushed to the Khitan cavalry formation below the river embankment, and then quickly retreated to the rear to reload the ammunition 'medicine'. Because of the dry water in autumn and winter, the ice level of the river is far below the embankment, making the embankment a natural wall. The Liao cavalry rushed across the ice and had to climb the sloping embankment, while the firecrackers only had to stand on the embankment and condescendingly cast the guns. Rows of scorching guns rushed straight down, catching the Liao troops who were attacking on their backs. However, the power of the firecrackers was limited, and more and more Khitan cavalry 'pressed' the defense line of the firecrackers. Driven by the Khitan cavalry, the Xi army and the 'female' real soldiers also rushed forward.

"The 1st, 2nd, and 3rd battalions are stabbed!" Commander Xia Biao ordered loudly.

Hearing the order, the guns of the three battalions took out the spears from their skins and 'inserted' them into the pipes, and there was a bright spear on the river embankment. The firecrackers of the fourth, fifth, and sixth battalions had their guns loaded with their ammunition, rushed forward, set up firecrackers in the gap between the front-row firecrackers, and continued to cast their firecrackers "bang, bang, bang", and "bang". The Liao soldiers in front of the battle became more and more dense, and everyone's eyes were focused on the place where the two armies 'clashed'. A platoon of musketeers stepped forward to 'protrude' their spears, ready to engage in hand-to-hand combat. At this moment, the sound of "boom-" "boom-" cannon rang out.

The Song artillery emplacements were built on a very small protrusion of the river embankment. The salient was so small that it was difficult to detect during the day, and the place was just enough to place several 'doors' of heavy artillery, and at this moment the muzzle of the cannon fired fiercely at the flank of the Liao army, and the black round iron shells penetrated the horizontal line of the Liao army again and again. The shells are difficult to see in the night sky, but they often form a corridor of death where they pass. The screams, splashes of blood and flesh, and the huge whistling sound were enough to make people tremble, especially the Liao army, which had repeatedly suffered losses under the muzzle. "The Song army has artillery!" There were exclamations in the Liao army, subconsciously thinking that they had fallen into the trap of the Song army. The barrel cannon was more demoralizing than the casualties, and before the commander who led the troops gave the order, many of the centurions below had already retreated with their soldiers. After a few moments, "Retreat!" The military order was handed down. Unexpectedly, the Song army actually lost the iron barrel cannon on this section of the river embankment, and the Khitan commander Gortai also had to order a retreat.

"Retreat, retreat!" Daruku shouted desperately and pulled Su Meng towards the north bank of the river. The Liao soldiers of the brigade retreated to Hebei without an army, and Su Meng frequently reviewed. On the embankment on the south bank, the constantly flickering mouth 'shoots' back in his eyes 'shoot' dancing fires.

On the south bank of the embankment, the Song army cheered loudly, and some recruits couldn't help but lean out from behind the embankment, happily brandishing their muskets. The battle ended before it could reach the white-knuckle stage, and the Song army suffered very few casualties. Under the embankment of the Yellow River, the Liao army abandoned countless corpses of men and horses. With the permission of the officers, the veteran stepped onto the ice to rummage through the spoils. Most of the firecrackers lit the fire and rested on the spot with their guns. Xia Biao sent a small group of cavalry scouts to the north bank to spy on the situation, in case the Liao army went and returned, and tossed until dawn, when the scouts returned to the Liao army and there was no sign of counterattack, Xia Biao ordered the troops to be collected and returned to the camp.

"Humble, humble,.... Gegege, lowly duty," Jia Yuanzhen could barely walk, and was helped over, "See Lord Xia." ”

"There's a kind!" Xia Biao patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Last night's defeat of the Liao army, Jia Hujun should be the first to report the first credit, today I will be the east, let's have a drink." "The surrounding officers all laughed, Xia Biaosheng was 'sexual' bold, whether he was a battalion commander or a commander, most of the military salaries he received were replaced with wine and 'meat' to eat and drink with his subordinates. According to the reward of the Tokyo Left-behind Division, a Liao soldier is worth 50 yuan per head, which is equivalent to the salary of the forbidden army for one year. The commander of the army can 'draw' one percent. In last night's battle, there were more than 700 corpses of the Liao army, and Xia Biao was able to get a reward of more than 3,000 yuan. According to the price offered by the Tokyo Left-behind Division, this silver money is enough to buy more than 2,000 acres of land in Henan. For Xia Biao, this is much more cost-effective than robbing homes and houses in the past. Every time he won a battle, Xia Biao spent a lot of money, in addition to his subordinates who loved to eat a large piece of 'meat' together and drink wine in a big bowl, sometimes they held a banquet to reward hundreds of meritorious soldiers.

"Lord Xia," Jia Yuanzhen was stunned for a moment, and said embarrassedly, "Alcohol is forbidden in the River Defense Army,...... This, Xiaguan ...... "In order to save food and prevent mistakes, the military department prohibits alcoholism in the army. Like Xia Biao, an officer who recruited an bandit and crawled out of the pile of dead people, can be full of indifference to the prohibition of alcohol, but he is too educated, and Jia Yuanzhen, as a military envoy, cherishes his feathers very much. Although drinking is not alcoholism, it is always bad to reach the ears of General Zhao, and Jia Yuanzhen is still very envious that Liu Wengu can worship in Zhao Xingde's 'door'.

"What?" Xia Biao's eyes widened, "Drink some rice wine, water is the same thing, how can it be called alcoholism?" ”

"Jia Hujun is a man, how can he talk about wine and be a girl?" "Are you going or not?"

Being stared at by dozens of eyes from this group of strongmen, Jia Yuanzhen only felt that it was more dangerous than looking upstairs, sweating on his back, and his frozen body seemed to need some wine to warm up, so he had to nod and said, "Go together,......, go together." ”

"That's so cool!" Xia Biao cocked his thumb, "It's a man." ”

So, Jia Yuanzhen slandered, "Wouldn't I be a man if I don't drink?" On the one hand, he was pulled by Xia Biao and others to a tea hotel called Fengle Lou in the south of the ferry. Although Henan is dilapidated, this place is just rushing from north to south, and the business of the river defense army and civilians and merchants is also prosperous. Although Xia Biao was the ruler, he didn't like to sit in the attic, so he led everyone to fight a few tables on the horse road of the 'gate' room, staring at the dancing girl on the wooden platform in the middle of the lobby, and shouting for the store to serve good wine and food.

"This restaurant is comparable to the Jingshi Zheng Store," Xia Biao squeezed his eyes, "The 'flower' card here is good, I heard that it was from the former Jiaofang Division." ”

"Fengle Lou is another name for Gonglou, the No. 1 main store in Tokyo," Jia Yuanzhen said with a smile. The shopkeeper came over to pour wine, and with the turbid wine slurry filling the wine glass, Jia Yuanzhen's face was embarrassed, "The so-called store, there must be a hall, there must be a corridor, there must be a towering attic, decorated with hanging windows 'flower' bamboo, bead curtain embroidered 'door'." You can go upstairs to look, you can fish and enjoy your heart, during which the poetry and literature are romantic, singing, dancing and laughing, it is needless to mention, but it is a pity that after the fall of Bianliang, seventy-two stores have been turned into ruins, if the people of the Jiaofang Division have not been captured by the Liao thieves, they will be scattered everywhere, here 'flower' brand was born in the Jiaofang Division, it is not surprising. ”

"I heard that Mrs. Chen Xiang is the top brand of Gonglou," Xia Biao's face appeared with envy and envy, and said with a smile, "Good face." ”

"This ......" Jia Yuanzhen almost choked on a sip of wine, and the wine spilled all over his clothes.

For the sake of His Holiness, Mrs. Chen Dong used to be an official, even if the scholars were 'glamorous' in their hearts, they would not declare it. In recent years, the 'door' people of the Li Society have never mentioned it, while Hou Huanyin and his ilk have made a lot of publicity. He hadn't heard of such a straightforward one. "Jia Hujun doesn't laugh at me and other rude people," Xia Biao snorted and said, "Han Xianggong was not the same as me before?" You can also marry a red-card girl and go back. Jia Yuanzhen nodded with a wry smile, and sighed in his heart: "People's hearts are not ancient, and the world is declining." Xia Biao let him go with satisfaction, his eyes fell into the lobby and he was cold, and said in a low voice: "Those few faces are strange, go over and interrogate." The last sentence was said by others, Jia Yuanzhen followed his gaze, and saw more than a dozen men sitting at the three tables next to the music and dance team, with knives and bows, and it seemed that they were also in the army. One of them looked very handsome, while enjoying the music and dance, he knocked on the table with his hand, and the Maiko on the wooden platform also favored him very much, and the two of them frowned, no wonder Xia Biao was jealous.

"I'll take a look." Jia Yuanzhen patted his waist knife and stood up first. Seeing that the other party was also carrying weapons, he was worried that something would happen, so he took two people over to inquire first. The man's face remained unchanged, and he took out a document from his arms, Jia Yuanzhen saw it, his face changed slightly, and politely returned the document to others, paced back to Xia Biao, and said in a low voice: "They have a document from the left-behind division." He glanced over there and groaned, "The seal can't be wrong, but it hasn't been photographed." ”

"Damn," Xia Biao scolded in a low voice, "it must be a rat from the Jinwei Mansion." The whereabouts are weird, and they are secretly 'touching' and 'touching'. ”

"Maybe." Jia Yuanzhen nodded. The left-behind Si Wen in Tokyo only painted the shape of the holder, so that the Henan officials and soldiers could facilitate it, but did not specify the identity of the other party, which was a bit like the style of the Jinqian Mansion. However, in addition to monitoring the garrison of the state capital in the Great Song Dynasty, the Jinean Mansion also often sent detailed work to go deep into Hebei and even Liao, to inquire about the military situation, contact the Han heroes, known as the "Jinean Assault Cavalry", wandering around in the north, killing the Khitans, and burning down the workshop. Although the number of people is small, it gives the Liao army a headache. Most of the people in the brocade eaves walking in Henan are people who carry their heads in Hebei. Jia Yuanzhen still admires them.

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