The guns in Nanshan Castle opened fire as fast as they could, and the gunners loaded their ammunition, reset the guns, and opened fire, mechanically repeating these actions over and over again. The battle in the smoke lasted for three quarters of an hour before the Liao army besieging the city was silent.

Zhao Xingde ordered the firecrackers to put the city on guard, suspend the shelling, and wait for the smoke to gradually dissipate, just under the city wall of Nanshan City, the real corpses are piled up like a mountain, the closer to the city wall, the thicker the corpses of the Liao army are piled up, under the base of the wall, the mud bags and layers of corpses are two or three feet high, the viscous blood water flows slowly down the terrain, gradually freezing, the sun shines through the smoke, shining on the blood-red ice, reflecting a turbid and strange light. This is like a hellish scene, and the veteran soldiers who have been on the battlefield for a long time are also extremely shocked, and the slightly weaker Han soldiers immediately leaned against the city wall and vomited.

Zhao Xingde held the city wall with both hands, leaned out and looked down, and took a deep breath. A dark shadow flew through the sky, and his eyes saw it, but his body remained motionless. "General Zhao, be careful of stone bullets!" The Han soldiers around him shouted one after another, but no one dared to come up and pull him, so they could only shout while standing behind, watching the general's silent back. This scene is something that many people can't forget.

Stone bullets grazed the city's heads and flew over the people's heads. But another stone bullet struck the wall, and the place where everyone had stopped trembled violently. After the Liao army besieging the city retreated, the artillery of the Liao State became fierce again, but no matter how you look at it, it seems to be shouting in anger. Zhao Xingde just looked silently at the distance, the endless Liao army camp tent, the iron barrel cannon spitting fire smoke, and the stone bullets drew arcs in the sky, and below the sky, there was a battlefield covered with corpses.

The rammed earth walls are full of craters, the arrows shot by the Liao army are all over the city wall, the cold wind blows, the tail of the arrow shaft trembles, and the sound is like a breeze blowing through the bamboo forest, and there is an awe-inspiring chill here.

Zhao Xingde turned his head and said in a deep voice: "After this while, the morale of the enemy army is also tired, and the artillery crew takes turns to be on guard and take care of the injured brother." "His voice is not big, but it is deep, and it makes people feel a warmth. The Han army must have been in their hearts, and they hurriedly agreed. In this battle, the main casualties of the defenders were the musketeers at the head of the city. Although the power of artillery made it unnecessary for the Han army to risk arrows and stones to fire arrows at the head of the city, there were always fish in the Liao army who risked their lives to climb the top of the city. The Han gunners shot from a distance and stabbed at close range, proving themselves with battle, and also paid a lot of casualties.

In this offensive, the Liao army reported great hopes, the offensive was extremely fierce, and the casualties were also extremely heavy. Five miles away from Nanshan City, in front of the Chinese army tent in the south camp, 20,000 cavalry of the Liao army were stationed in all directions, and in the center of the school field, stood the various Liao troops who had just retreated. Except for those who were seriously injured and unable to move, nearly 10,000 people stood upright in the cold wind. The generals of the Liao army stood at the forefront of their respective phalanxes, some of these generals were wounded, some were untidy, and they looked even more embarrassed in the howling north wind.

The tent of the Chinese military tent has long been lifted to both sides, and the tent is covered with a carpet sewn of animal skins, on which are displayed a dozen low tables, on which some fruits are simply displayed. A pile of charcoal fire was burning in the tent, and the roasted yellow mutton on the shelf was charred in color and exuded an attractive aroma. The generals of the camp in the south of Liao, from Xiao Yixue, the deputy commander of the right, and Guo Baoyi, the deputy commander of the right, sat on the left and right. Xiao Tachi sat on the big handsome seat, and he didn't look at those defeated soldiers. In the north wind, the generals were disgraced, and the soldiers who had lost their armor were trembling. Tens of thousands of people stood like this for more than half an hour, Xiao Tachi still didn't say a word, and the generals didn't dare to make decisions on their own, so they could only accompany the coach to stay up like this.

"Young magnates, even if you don't know how to advance or retreat," Guo Baoyi sighed secretly, "How can you act so perversely." If you weren't His Majesty's concubine, Empress Xiao's beloved son-in-law, these arrogant generals would have turned against you a long time ago. He thought so in his heart, but his face was calm. It is also common for young generals to be pampered and arrogant. Guo Baoyi met each other a little and decided that Xiao Tachi had the appearance of an eagle and a wolf, and he could not be easily offended. But Yelu Dashi and Empress Xiao really cherish him. It's none of his business, Guo Baoyi naturally won't do this for others.

The Liao army generals next to him were also sitting on the ground, they had similar thoughts to Guo Baoyi, and they didn't want to touch this mold. Since the capital Yelu Yanshan was injured and returned to Shangjing to recuperate, Xiao Tachi took over the camp in the south, at first some people thought he was young and easy to bully, who knew that although this person was young, he was extremely old and spicy. After several battles, several early generals were killed and wounded, and suddenly no one dared to make trouble.

The entire school field was silent, and only the sound of the north wind was heard. Suddenly, the silence was broken by the sound of horses' hooves, Xiao Ta's red eyes lit up, and he raised his head, but it was a group of dozens of cavalry palace tent troops, each carrying a big burden, galloping to the front of the tent, and first riding over the saddle and dismounting, and said on the ground: "Lord Dutong, my department was ordered to hunt down and kill deserters, and the first level of one hundred and twenty-two was captured, please check it." After saying that, the palace tent army behind dismounted one after another, spread out the burden, each full of heads, piled up like a hill. Many of the leaders had their eyes wide open, as if they were full of fear, and as if they were dead. They did not die under the fire of the Han army, they fled from the battlefield, but they died at the hands of their clansmen.

The head of the deserter caused a commotion in the Liao army, but the faces of the generals in the Chinese army tent softened. Once the success is achieved, everyone has done the thing of killing deserters. "Xiao Tachi didn't deliberately humiliate us, but waited for these first-level leaders to make an example." When the generals thought of this, they were a little relieved.

Xiao Tachi praised: "Good job! "Ordered his soldiers to give a roast sheep to the general who had given the order. He looked left and right at the generals in the tent, and then said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty is waiting for us to conquer Nanshan City and capture the good news of the traitors of the Han army. In today's battle, these people are not only cowards, but also want to escape and become traitors to Da Liao, so if I don't kill them, with the right military law, I will not be able to explain to Your Majesty, and I will not be able to face your uncles with peace of mind. His voice was a little hoarse, as if the metal had rubbed it out, word by word, as if it was about to penetrate into people's ears.

Xiao Tachi's uncle was also a member of the Liao army, and Urgon had equal relations with these Liao army generals, so Xiao Tachi called most of the generals uncles according to the rules of the grassland. But Dutong can be called that, and the generals in the tent don't dare to accept it, and some humbly say: "Lord Dutong is serious." Some chimed in: "These scum are really a shame for the Khitans!" Some frowned and said nothing, although Yelu Yanshan, the capital of the original southern battalion, was short-tempered, he regarded the Khitan people as flesh and blood, and treated the soldiers with the most kindness, even if they were deserters, they would only be punished according to the military law, and they would never be killed so casually. Now that this young magnate Xiao Dutong has been replaced, his style of acting is diametrically opposite.

At the bottom right of the Chinese military tent, the Suzhi general Yelubo pinched the white knuckles on the wine glass, and scolded in a low voice: "What qualifications does this barbarian on the grassland have to kill the noble Khitans." "Yelubo is a royal family, arrogant by nature, he commands five thousand palace tent troops, and he usually does not buy Xiao Dutong's tent very much. Although Xiao Tachi couldn't move him, he crossed Yelubo and directly commanded the subordinates of the palace tent army. In this way, it is tantamount to putting Jerub in the air.

Although his voice was low, Xiao Ping, the deputy general next to him, could hear it clearly. Xiao Ping hurriedly pressed Yelubo's hand and said in a low voice: "He is His Majesty's concubine." You still want to go back to Beijing alive, right? ”

Xiao Ping and Yelubo are close friends, listening to his words, Yelubo pressed the anger in his heart, showed a fierce light in his eyes, raised his neck, drank the oil tea in the cup, and said nothing. Seeing this, Xiao Ping secretly shook his head in his heart. At the beginning, he was still secretly unhappy with Yelubo, but later, after seeing Xiao Tachi's methods of rectifying other generals, he learned that Xiao Tachi was still merciful to Yelubo.

At this time, Xiao Tachi smiled slightly: "In today's battle, although there are cowards, there are also warriors, there is a team of 100 people, who have attacked the city twice, and they still held on to the south of Nanshan City until the end before withdrawing," he raised his voice and said in a deep voice: "Such warriors are the pride of my Da Liao." Each of them was rewarded with fifty sheep and fifteen slaves. From today onwards, these warriors will be incorporated into the General's White Eagle Army. After speaking, he waved his hand and asked the soldiers to carry the wine and dried meat, along with two roasted yellow sheep.

There were only 30 or so people left in the hundred-man team, all of whom were Khitans on the grassland, and they suddenly received a heavy reward, and they immediately thundered with joy and shouted thanks. The Khitan was a bold man, and after thanking for the reward, he immediately took out the knife on his waist and sat on the ground in the school field, drinking wine and eating meat. attracted the Liao army next to him to swallow their mouths. And when I heard that this hundred-person team was included in the White Eagle Battalion, I was even more envious. The White Eagle Battalion is Xiao Tachi's personal soldiers, except for the Mlb people, all of them are the bravest and most daring soldiers selected in the previous battles. Moreover, the White Eagle Battalion often follows Xiao Tachi's side, and will not fight until the victory is decided. The elite of the White Eagle Battalion will not be wasted in the war of attrition of the siege.

After appreciating the warriors who had ascended the city, Xiao Tachi's smile turned cold, and he looked coldly at the three thousand people with the largest number of survivors.

"In this battle, there are warriors and cowards. In order to save his life, the coward did not even touch the edge of the Han city wall, so he turned around and fled. What should we do with them? He asked in a deep voice, the generals of the Liao army present all looked at each other, three thousand people, several heads, and more than two thousand soldiers, they couldn't all be killed. But if it is a military method such as stabbing words and beating military sticks, it seems that Xiao Dutong will not be satisfied.

No one wants to be this wicked person, there was silence in the Chinese military tent for a while, and Xiao Ta said in a deep voice: "Coward, it's just that I'm afraid of death." Today, the 1,000-strong team that attacked the city and hit the city was killed in more than 20%. You can't let the cowards get cheaper. Then, by lot, it was decided that twenty percent of these cowards should be put to death, and that they would know that it would be impossible for those who escaped to survive. In addition, the next siege, these three thousand-man teams will rush to the front and wash away the shame with blood! ”