A heartfelt smile appeared on Zhao Gou's face.

The artillery army has been in place, although the cannon has not yet been fired, but the Jin soldiers are strangling with the Song army, at this time, one or two hundred steps apart, a round of earth-shattering thunder flew to the middle and rear positions of the Jin soldiers, so is there anyone who does not collapse?

At present, the Fifth General's headquarters has turned into a beautiful waning moon arc, in fact, it is a long snake swinging out, with a width of four or five hundred steps, one end is connected to the embankment of the Bianhe River, and the other end is faintly shrouded by the Xiao cavalry.

But because of the fierce impact of the golden soldiers, the long snake had to turn into a glaive.

The headquarters of the Shenji Battalion is in the arc of the curved arc, and twenty or thirty steps ahead is the fifth general's vest.

The entire Fifth General of four or five thousand men and horses was crowded in a depth of just thirty or fifty paces, and of course their frontal banners were very large.

Therefore, in terms of the depth of the array, it is not a long distance, this is a not very thick embankment, resisting the monstrous torrent composed of twenty or thirty thousand golden troops. It doesn't look very reliable.

In this way, relying on the range of the gun truck, it is easy to throw the earth-shaking thunder into the torrent opposite the embankment.

"Knock knock."

The dull and powerful sound of the drum came from behind Yelunuge, carrying a heavy killing aura, which made Yelunugo's already boiling blood even more boiling. The beating mood is even more difficult to suppress.

If this battle can be won, the merit will be second only to Bianjing's.

As a close confidant of Yelu Yujian, he was one of the followers who was willing to follow Yelu Yujian to rebel against Liaotoujin, but now his status is a little embarrassing, and he has a history of assassination in just one state, which is far from satisfying Yelu Nuge.

Then he naturally has to work hard to fight for Daikin. Only by making meritorious contributions on the battlefield, as a Khitan nobleman, can he go further in the Dajin system.

"Forward, forward—" Jerman cried out.

As a Khitan nobleman, he is not very old, only in his early thirties, and he was born with a dignified appearance and a dignified body. There is a short beard under his chin, like a steel needle upside down, and at a glance he looks like a fierce general.

But Yelunuge is also really strong, skilled in bows and horses, and especially good at using an iron rod.

Pointing, slashing, smashing, sweeping, there is no extra room in the crowded battle array for you to display your superb skills, at least at the beginning of the battle. The only means is the most basic foundation.

Yelunugo's iron rod weighing about forty pounds was already full of dead souls, blood covered his entire body, and the sturdy armor blocked many arrows from the front, and the surrounding soldiers were also struggling to resist the blades stabbed from the side.

The soldiers on both sides were piled up in one place, all of them were big men wearing heavy armor, iron shackles, and heavy blades.

Heavy axes and knives, sharp spears and spears are like a forest, and maces and iron bones are dazzling and stained with brains.

Yelunuge's own soldiers, the Yanjing Han soldiers led behind him, went all out to protect him left and right, and it took a lot of effort for him to be able to deal with only frontal threats without distraction.

Now, Jerunugo's only "task" is to dig forward - only to deal with the three or two people in front of him.

The strong arm danced the iron rod, like a flesh grinding plate, and as if it was a mountain monster, constantly chiseling the current Song army's defense line.

"Kill-" The iron rod flew, swept and smashed, whether it was a big shield or a soldier in front of him, those who dared to block it were all meatloaf! Standing the flag ten paces behind him, he didn't take a step back even when the Song army's resistance was at its strongest.

The fluttering banner told every golden soldier that their general was with them.

This is very good for boosting the morale of the soldiers.

Therefore, the 'progress' of other departments should also be the first among the various departments of the Golden Army.

With Yelu Nuge as the edge, little by little, a small hole was dug in the embankment of the Song army.

Don't underestimate this, the embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed in the anthill, and when the small hole becomes a big pit, that is also the time to cause qualitative change.

Wearing heavy iron armor and fighting with knives and guns, the essence of a turn-based game is to hurt each other. Some people have weak defense and thick blood, some people have low defense and low blood, and some excellent people have high defense and high blood, and even high attack. Anyway, whoever can't hold it first will be defeated first.

"Lang Jun, it seems that the southern barbarians in front of you can't hold on!"

An old Khitan soldier said to Yelu Nuge, who couldn't turn his head, and only breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Nanban can't hold on, they will win this battle, and Dajin will also win this battle.

But the big tart who followed Yelunugo was a little confused. Unlike Yelu Nuge, who was fighting hard, he saw the movement behind the Song army.

The Song people pushed the stone cannon, of course he saw it, so he urged the people in front to work harder. Although the Song people's actions were a little late. But what are the things that the Song people are sending now?

After a dull sound, I saw countless balls the size of a white head smashing into Jin Bing's head or falling to the ground.

It's a very powerful thing, but if it hits, it can knock people down. But it's not a stone bullet. Otherwise, the person who is hit will not be knocked down, but the whole person will be shattered.

The ball was covered with a layer of net-like things, and it was quite elastic, and he could still stumble when it fell to the ground, which made him think of the word "Keju" for the first time.

And this range is probably 200 paces away, which makes the big tart very surprised.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

However, just when the two monks of the big tart Buye Zhangji were confused, the center of the entire Jin Soldier Army seemed to suddenly become a hell of a sea of fire.

Almost sixty or seventy earth-shattering thunderbolts exploded almost at the same time! The fireballs and pillars of smoke were not clusters, but rose in groups, and when they landed, they shrouded in an unknown number of golden soldiers.

Eighty stone cannons, even if only twenty are being fired, can throw eighty earth-shattering thunderbolts at one time.

But there must be a batch of Earthquake Thunder that has not exploded, and this number will not be less. This was a limitation of the times, and in the seventeenth century flintlock pistols had a firing rate of more than 85%. The earth-shattering thunder at the moment is an old antique lit by an open flame.

But even so, these earth-shattering thunderbolts immediately shocked countless people.

After the explosion of the powder, the wooden shell and rattan net outside were immediately torn to shreds, and the whistling wood chips and the broken stone and iron inside the wooden shell almost turned the central part of the Jin Bing army formation into a huge slaughterhouse. The neatly packed infantry ranks were blown out of huge gaps.

In the ten-pound earth-shattering thunder, there are at least three catties of medicinal powder. Even if it is only the most basic black medicine powder, the explosive power of three catties of medicine powder is extremely amazing.

Pieces of wood and gravel and iron immediately turned into unstoppable strong bows and crossbows, but the armor on the golden man became like paper, which could not form the slightest protection.

How many people were beaten into honeycombs, and blood immediately splattered out in all directions, staining large areas of land red.

It was only one level, and the screams of the Jin Army's infantry armor that were injured by the earth-shattering thunder overwhelmed the drums, horns, and shouts of killing on the entire battlefield!

"Ready—"

Zhao Buqian's voice was broken, and the huge results made him cover his head instantly. His cheeks were flushed as if he were bleeding, and he mechanically ordered the soldiers to continue the bombardment.