Dark clouds cover the moon, except for the torches shining near the Khitan wall, only a blur can be seen in the snow in the distance, Zhao Xingde tried to distinguish the figures of the Han army that moved forward little by little, seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the wall, and had entered the range of bows and arrows, the Han army continued to move forward, and did not stop shooting arrows.

"You could have released the arrows a long time ago!" Wang Tongdeng couldn't hold back, and said in a deep voice, "If you get closer, you will be discovered!" ”

Zhao Xingde glared at him and motioned for him not to speak. While continuing to look forward, in the snow illuminated by the firelight of the wall, the black shadows of the creeping ground became more and more obvious, and Zhao Xingde's heart became more and more hanging in his throat. He couldn't figure out why the Han army was so close. But God bless, I don't know if it's because the Khitan village is rarely attacked, or the soldiers on duty are just dozing off, more than two hundred Han soldiers actually climbed to more than 30 steps away from the wall and were not found, they began to look for their own targets, five gathered into a pile, ready bows and arrows, and after the Han army dragging the ladder behind also climbed, the five Han soldiers aimed at a Khitan soldier who showed their heads in the gap between the battlements at the head of the wall, and the cold arrows were swishing and shot out almost at the same time!

With a scream of "Ah-", the battle officially began. The two Khitan soldiers lay limply behind the city wall, and those who were not shot began to shout in panic, and the arrow tower was beating the alarm bell with "bang-bang-bang". The Han soldiers lying in the snow all shouted loudly, and the sound shook so loudly that the crows in the forest not far away also fluttered and flew into the air.

Taking advantage of the panic of the Khitans, the Han army behind them carried a cloud ladder every twenty times, desperately rushing to the front, looking at the cloud ladder that was moving quickly in the snow, Jian Cheng shouted loudly, "Okay!" Wang Tongdeng and Du Chuijiao said bitterly: "It's a pity! "What a pity!"

Zhao Xingde also frowned, no wonder the Han army had to get so close to release the arrows, five people aimed at one person, except for the first time shot more than ten Khitans, the arrows behind were becoming more and more inaccurate, and they were weak and weak, the Khitans hid behind the battlements of the wall, and shot arrows to kill the Han army that moved clumsy in the snow, but the arrows and arrows were all running towards people, and there were several arrows that were not missing.

"Han people, actually Han people!" The panicked village made Jeruzarat look incredulous. He crawled out of the bed, thinking that it was the Jurchens who attacked the camp, he was wearing a helmet crookedly, and his armor was not fastened, but when he went to the city, he found that it was actually those men hiding in the mountains, and he was immediately angry.

"Aim and shoot!" "Shoot these poor devils for me!" Jeruzara was so angry that he bent his bow and arrow, and in an instant he flashed out, only to hear the sound of a string, and the arrow hit a man carrying a ladder. Not long ago, he did not have the surname of Yelu, and only a few months ago he was transferred from Shangjing to Tokyo Province, the original envoy was Xiao Fengxian's cronies, Yelu Dashi was carrying out an unprecedented purge in the Great Liao court, step by step with the Khitan generals who followed him to replace those old relatives of the emperor in charge of the army. Jeruzara had a small amount of work, and it was not his turn to be fat in Shangjing, so he was assigned to a distant village to guard against the Jurchens.

The Jurchens have become more and more arrogant since the capture of Huanglong Mansion, but they didn't expect the Han people to follow and make trouble. Jeruzara hated so much that his teeth itched, and he shot out arrow after arrow, and the arrows and arrows did not miss, and he had less than a thousand soldiers and horses in this village, and just now he thought it was a Jurchen attack on the camp, and he lit the wolf smoke at the first time, and when the reinforcements of the commander arrived, he found that it was just a group of hungry men outside, and the village made Jeruzara about to become the laughing stock of the whole Kaizhou. At the beginning, the centurion in the pioneer camp under Marshal Oishi would be laughed at as a coward, thinking of this, Yelu Sara couldn't help blushing and having a thick neck: "Fuck." I couldn't help but burst into foul language in Chinese.

However, after shooting seven or eight arrows, Jeruzala's breathing became shorter, and sweat appeared on his forehead. He saw that these besieging men were extraordinary, those Han troops were like haystacks moving in the snow, the speed was not fast, many people were hit by arrows, only snorted and fell to the ground, because their bodies and strength were close to exhaustion, and even blood was very little. But under the rain of arrows of the Khitan people, these Han troops still desperately advanced towards the Khitan wall, several ladders have leaned against the wall, the Han army did not hesitate to attack on the back, and was cut down by the Khitans, like falling wood smashed on the snow. The ladder was erected three times, and was pushed three times by the Khitans with a rejection pole, but the fourth time it was quickly put up. The Khitan people on the walled wall could even see the hateful eyes in the eyes of the Han army, some people began to chill, and some people began to cower behind the wall.

There was nothing complicated about the simple camp of the Khitans, and the same was true of the besieging side, which stubbornly used their lives to tug at bay. In a short period of time, every time the Han army attacked the city, they would leave behind a corpse. Tong Yunjie held an iron knife in his mouth, and rushed up the ladder with two shields in both hands. Every time he took a step, the simple ladder shook violently, and it seemed that it would fall apart at any time, and the arrows smashed on the iron surface of the shield ping-pong, and he couldn't care about it, since he was a child, he had never been so bold.

With a "snap", the scimitar slashed the shield up, Tong Yunjie's body shook, and he almost fell off the ladder, but he did not stabilize his body in vain, but instead struggled forward, jumped over the wall, and before he could stand up, a Khitan soldier's scimitar slashed at his thigh, opening a blood groove. Tong Yunjie gasped in pain, the iron knife in his mouth almost fell to the ground, he didn't care about dodging, he threw off his arms and danced two iron shields, one of which was hitting the head of the Khitan soldier who didn't have time to dodge, the man staggered and fell, Tong Yunjie dropped the shield with his right hand, took the iron knife in his mouth, turned around and held the scimitar of another Khitan soldier, at this time another brother jumped down from the ladder, protecting his left side, and before he could breathe, two wolf tooth arrows seemed to have eyes nailed to the face door of this Han army, He fell, and he didn't snort when he died.

Wolf tooth arrows shot one after another from behind the wall of the Liao army, from this ladder climbed up several Han soldiers fell one after another, Tong Yunjie also hit an arrow in the right leg, seeing that he was about to be unable to support it, he leaned against the wall and the ladder, desperately resisting the siege of several Liao troops. "His grandmother's, grandpa spelled three, it's enough!" A flash of realization flashed in Tong Yunjie's heart, and his right leg could barely stand. Suddenly, a powerful arrow shot out from under the wall, and it was inserted into the forehead of a Khitan person.

"Good archery!" Tong Yunjie just shouted hello in his heart, and suddenly felt a cold on his shoulder, a Khitan man holding a spear almost poked a hole in his shoulder blade from behind, and the Khitan people shot down from the arrows on both sides, and the Han army was suppressed below and could not come up. The Khitan man turned the spear in a circle fiercely, and the intense pain almost drained Tong Yunjie's last trace of strength. He roared as hard as he could, and his shield in his left hand swept away a bargain and kicked him in the stomach, pulling his spear out of his shoulder blade. The blood suddenly soaked through half of his clothes, Tong Yunjie's right arm was completely unable to move, he stared at the bulging eyes like a dead fish, and shouted at the three or four Khitan soldiers who surrounded him, and actually scared those people back a step. A wolf's tooth arrow shot into the door with a strong wind, and this brave man fell on his back.

The Khitan wall that I had just stepped on flew away, and the stars in the sky were extremely clear. The faces of parents, wives and children who fell in a pool of blood suddenly became extremely clear at this moment, with a sense of relief and smiles that they had never felt before. Tong Yunjie almost thought that he had forgotten about them, and muttered unconsciously, "Are you going home?" "Bang!" He fell heavily from the one-foot-high wall into the pile of corpses of his brothers.

"It's a pity! What a man! Du Fujiao thought as he bent his bow and shot an arrow behind the wall. Although the Han army that had just landed in the city fought to the last one, they were still hit by the hidden arrows of the Khitans, but they also tried the strength of the Khitans in the stockade. Zhao Xingde judged that the Khitans guarding the village were not as many as Pu Tieyan said, so he decisively ordered five hundred soldiers to press forward, the sword and shield men erected large shields, and the archers suppressed the Liao army on the wall, and in the forest not far away, the two hundred cavalry led by Wang Tongdeng and Jian Cheng also turned over the saddle and mounted their horses as the last reserve. Before that, Wang Hengzhi had already led the last of the more than 1,000 Han troops to rush forward again with a shout, and the Han soldiers took out the ladder from the pile of dead people and carried it, and rushed towards the city without the slightest pause.

"It's the other way around, it's the other way around!" Jeruzara muttered, his face was already a little pale, just now the wall was almost lost, let these Han troops rush in, and the Khitan army's strengths of riding and galloping became invisible. Centurion Jeruzara, who had always been known for his bravery under the commander's tent, quickly made a decision.

"Five hundred-strong teams got on the horse and rushed out with me, killing these Han people who didn't want to die, and the rest firmly guarded the wall." Jeruzarat gave orders to his deputy, Jerod XV, with a calm face. Fifteen also had a national surname not long ago, and although His Majesty Oishi killed many old people in the imperial court, he quickly promoted new people to take their place.

"Don't worry, my lord, the last general swears to live and die with this village!" Yelu 15 said in a deep voice. After some fighting, Jeruzara took more than 400 horsemen out of the village to kill, and there were more than 200 Khitan soldiers left on the wall, and there were more than 1,000 Khitan women and children and hundreds of slaves and maids in the village. The slaves and maidservants were locked up in advance. The healthy woman who could draw a bow and shoot arrows also had to go up to the wall, and the rest of the old and weak understood that they had encountered a strong enemy, so they stayed quietly in the room, praying to Changshengtian that they could kill the enemy. His Majesty Dashi has just made the lives of ordinary clansmen a little better, and asked Changshengtian to bless him to defeat the Jurchens and other traitors.

The gate of the Khitan village creaked open, and at this moment, Wang Hengzhi shouted excitedly: "Hurry up and grab the city gate!" Wang Rongjiu, a fierce general under his command, immediately led more than 200 "sturdy" soldiers to rush up. Zhao Xingde's face changed slightly, and he shouted loudly: "Formation, be careful!" "While ordering his own soldier Liu Zheng to prepare to send a signal!" The Khitan cavalry wants to go out of the city to counterattack, I don't know how many people and horses, Wang Tongden and them are only 200 horsemen, and these Han troops are difficult to form a strong formation! ”

The ground trembled slightly, and Zhao Xingde and Wang Hengzhi's faces changed greatly, because they not only saw the Khitan cavalry pouring out of the walled city, but also heard the direction where the real hoof sound came from, and a large group of cavalry was galloping towards this side from the west, and the sound of hooves was like the rolling thunder of summer.

Zhao Xingde looked up at the straight wolf smoke in the stockade, "Damn, how did the Liao reinforcements come so quickly!" A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, "The first battle in Liaodong won't be a defeat!" ”