"Forward-" "Forward-"

"Stay in formation - keep in formation -"

The left army was in command, and Lu Mingyu looked nervously at the flanks. Sure enough, not long after the front line reached a breakthrough, the Khitan cavalry launched a rampage. With the success of the southern invasion of the Central Plains, the Liao army captured a large number of Song armor and captured many blacksmiths, so most of the Khitan cavalry wore iron armor. The armor of the cavalry, the unsheathed scimitar, 'shoot' the formidable cold, and the iron hooves rolled like thunder in the sky. Because the two armies of Song and Liao were 'clashing' on the hillside, the cavalry bypassed the ridge and then swept down the hillside, and the headless corpses rolled down the hillside like a pile of wheat straw.

"Enemy Rider!" "Flank enemy horse!" Several commanders and centurions shouted warnings at the same time.

"Formation!" "Formation!" The sound rang out everywhere. At this time, there were fourteen firecracker battalions in the rear team that had not yet disbanded the formation, and the front of the firecrackers who launched the charge formation was scattered and 'chaotic', and they suddenly looked a little panicked and 'chaotic' when they were hastily concentrated. The appearance of cavalry forced the musketeers to stop pursuing the enemy and subconsciously gathered near the nearest military flag. The commander of the front formation, the centurion, gave the order in a loud voice, so that the musketeers took a defensive posture, and the people on the periphery squatted down one after another, their shoulders tightly pressed against the long muskets, and the tips of the spears stretched out like a jungle of antlers, while the musketeers in the middle set up their sticks one after another, and hurriedly loaded the ammunition and 'medicine'. At the same time, the sound of the Liao army's artillery above the hill seemed to suddenly double violently, and at a very close distance, the "boom" of the cannon roared loudly, and countless shells tilted down like thunder, mercilessly penetrating the formation of the muskeoners who had just gathered a ball, countless people fell screaming, and more people were in a hurry. It was not until the Khitan cavalry rushed into the middle of the Song army's formation, riding 'shooting' in the distance, slashing and stabbing with knives and spears in the near distance, and the Liao army's artillery turned to the target of the bombardment down the hill to try to cut off the connection between the front and rear formations of the Song army.

"Hold on!" Lu Mingyu pulled out his waist knife and shouted, "Hold on!" He looked hatefully at the Liao artillery fort that was almost close at hand. There was endless remorse in his heart, and at the moment when the Khitan cavalry appeared, when the battalions formed a formation to resist the cavalry, he would have had a chance to stop this suicidal reaction. It is not a short distance of dozens of steps from the Liao army's artillery base, and if a few battalions had just forcibly rushed up the hill regardless of the cavalry on the flank, the situation of the left army would probably not be so uncomfortable now.

"Land Command!" All the relatives exclaimed in surprise, and a cannonball roared from the top of the mountain, narrowly and dangerously passing by Lu Mingyu's side, just now it was such a cannonball that broke the flagpole and penetrated the three pro-soldiers. The battalions of the left army had been completely split by the Khitan cavalry, and more and more despair appeared on the faces of the soldiers. "'Stand up' to death!" "'Stand up' to death!" Many officers shouted the final command, "'Stand up' to death!" "Many musketeers fell under the 'crossing' of bows and arrows and cannonballs.

"We use shotguns! Quick, ready – spread out! Spread out!! ”

Du Chun was sweating profusely, his face was black and white, and with his loud order, the firecrackers on the periphery quickly spread a large gap, and the gunners' eyes suddenly opened up. The Khitan cavalry not far away thought that the Song army's array had collapsed, like wolves having found their fallen prey, and rushed towards it with a loud shout. The enemy cavalry came very quickly, and many of the gunners turned pale with nervousness. "Hurry up, hurry up-" Du Chun's heart rose to his throat, and he watched the 'medicine' primer burn into the cannon hole, but he didn't fire the cannon immediately, but a puff of green smoke came out like a stuffy fart, he looked at the Khitan cavalry who was getting closer and closer, a large bead of sweat trickled down from his forehead, and he said nervously, "Hurry up, hurry up!" ”

"Boom-" There was a loud bang, like a thunderclap in the scorching heat.

Du Chun let out a long breath regardless of the pain in his eardrums. Immediately after two sounds, "boom-" and "boom-", two other 'doors' of three-inch guns also fired. The three 'doors' and three-inch cannons were loaded with shotguns, hundreds of iron sand, and flying locusts were like a storm, and they were sprayed out in a fan-shaped shape. The several war horses that rushed to the front screamed, and they were almost 'shot' into a honeycomb by the shotgun, and blood gushed out from the Liao soldiers and horses at the same time, and they fell to the ground. Some of the Khitan cavalry behind fell to the ground, and some turned their horses' heads in panic without doing anything, and the scene was 'chaotic' and 'chaotic'. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Song army closed the phalanx again, and the firecrackers who had just loaded the 'medicine' were busy driving the guns and lighting the fire, giving a few fish who still wanted to rush over to shoot a burst of 'shots'.

"Lord Du is amazing!" Fan Rou, the battalion guard, asked loudly, "What now?" ”

Shortly after the battle began, Qian Dazhong, the commander of the fifth battalion, was killed by a Liao artillery shell, and Fan Rou immediately took over the command. But he used to be a state school student, and he had only been in the army for one year, and he was okay to follow the rules and regulations, and he was at a loss when he encountered such a situation that required a decision on the spot. Fan Rou was very glad that Du Chun accompanied the battalion with the artillery team, although Du Chun was only a centurion in the artillery battalion, but after Zhao Xingde took over the southeast battalion, he stipulated that the artillery officers should be issued to Yu Lu according to the standards of cavalry officers. The artillery battalion's calculation of the 'firing' range is very complicated, and all the officers in the artillery battalion are literate and hyphenated, and there are many people who are educated in prefectures and counties, and even those who are too educated. Therefore, Fan Rou was particularly accepting of Du Chun from the beginning, and did not hesitate to 'hand' over the command to Du Chun at this time.

"Don't worry, Lord Fan." Du Chun said in a low voice, "You resist the cavalry, and the cannons of the Liao people on the mountain are 'handed over' to us!" Fan Rou nodded and said loudly to the soldiers around her, "Hold on!" The handsome man will come to our rescue! He glanced at the soldiers around him, and just now the gunners repelled the Khitan cavalry, which made many gunners have a human 'color' on their faces.

"Turn the muzzle," Du Chun shouted, "at the Liao army's gun emplacement!" "More than fifty gunners quickly moved the gun mount and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the hill. The gunners knew very well in their hearts that the firing just now might have attracted the attention of the Liao people on the mountain. Immediately after, the Liao artillery will focus on bombarding the formation. It's just that if you want to compare the speed and accuracy of the cannon with the Liao gunners, these Song Army gunners trained by Zhao Xingde himself are not afraid at all. In desperate situations, people often burst out with great strength, and the mules have long since collapsed and cannot be used, and the gunners quickly turn the muzzles of the barrel guns to the hills. There was only a distance of dozens of paces between them and the Liao gunners. Through the chaotic and chaotic figures on the battlefield, Du Chun could see the faces of the Liao army artillerymen who were hurriedly turning the muzzle of the cannon around, their faces were also dripping with sweat, and their eyes were full of restlessness.

"With a shotgun—" Du Chun shouted in a long voice, "play the 'medicine'!" "Under the protection of the gunners, the gunners methodically loaded the 'medicine' packs and shotgun barrels into the chambers. Du Chun glanced at the pile of ammunition, and there were still five shotguns and three solid round bullets left. After these bullets, it's the last moment.

A hint of determination flashed in Du Chun's eyes, he looked at the three 'doors' of artillery, and said loudly: "Ignition!" ”

............

Below the hill, Zhao Xingde and the generals had been watching the progress of the battle of the left army. With the appearance of the Khitan cavalry, the battle situation took a sharp turn for the worse, Zhao Xingde could see clearly without a clairvoyant, and nearly 10,000 firefighters formed more than a dozen phalanxes and were trapped on the hillside, in a dilemma. The generals' faces were grim, and they didn't know how to deal with such a situation.

"Why did the left army stop? Rush up! Zhao Xingde gritted his teeth, his muscles flared up, and he scolded, "This 'bastard' account!" ”

The cannonballs were rampant, the guns were flying in all directions, the cavalry of the palace tent of the brigade wandered between the phalanxes, cutting off the connection between the battalions of the left army, and the Liao army was condescending to almost slaughter-like shelling, where the shells passed, the former gunners fell one by one, but as long as they could not withstand the shelling and the formation collapsed, the scattered gunners would become the easy prey of the Khitan cavalry. The situation is as dangerous as an egg, if the left army is defeated by nearly 10,000 firearms, there will be few survivors under the pursuit of the Khitan cavalry, and it will be a devastating blow to the morale of the Song army. And if the battalions of the right army and the middle army were thrown into the battlefield, they would fall into the same dilemma. According to the report of the Tabai envoy, there were tens of thousands of Khitan cavalry, but only 5,000 horsemen were dispatched at this time.

"Tooth Barracks, stand up!!" Zhao Xingde personally ordered. The three tooth barracks of the Chinese army immediately stood up. The three tooth battalions included a mine-thrower battalion, a musket battalion, and a death battalion composed of Northland volunteers, with a total of more than 1,500 men. In the Northern Expeditionary Army, the other battalions were all black 'color' wrapped 'legs', while the tooth battalion was 'white' wrapped 'legs', which was very eye-catching, and the other soldiers knew that Zhao Xingde's personal soldiers had arrived when they saw it.

"You take over my command of the big array, success or failure in this move!" Zhao Xingde 'handed over' the reins to Luo Xianshi beside him, and ordered, "Press up, don't worry about the artillery camp, and bombard the newly popped Khitan cavalry on the ridge." After giving a brief order, Zhao Xingde didn't wait to say anything, took a red 'colored' military flag from his own soldiers, and said loudly, "Follow me in the tooth barracks, rescue the left army, and capture the iron barrel cannon of Liao!" ”

"Dashuai," Luo Xian said in a ten-year voice, "Let me lead the troops up!" ”

He thought that Zhao Xingde would personally lead his troops to charge the battle so soon, although the ferocity of the first attack of the offensive operation was extremely important, otherwise it would be very easy to form a stalemate and a war of attrition. The rest of the generals also looked at Zhao Xingde, their expressions full of excitement and worry. Zhao Xingde is the soul of an army, if he has any misfortune, the morale of the Northern Expeditionary Army is bound to plummet, and even collapse because of this.

"Obey military orders!" Zhao Xingde said sharply, raised the flag, waved it twice behind him, and shouted, "Follow me!" ”

Liu Wengu looked at that figure, his heart was surging so much that it was about to explode, and his mind was also blank, and he almost shouted hoarsely: "Protect the handsome!" "Follow me!" Unexpectedly rushed ahead of the battalion commander and led the battalion to follow closely behind Zhao Xingde.

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