Zhang has killed people with a sickle, and he thinks he is not afraid of death. But that doesn't mean he won't tremble when thousands of iron riders rush in. In fact, he was shaking terribly. Most of the firecrackers only had a blank in their minds, mechanically following the instructions to brush the guns, reload the ammunition, go forward to set up the firearms, light the fire, and run back into the formation. Zhang Sickle's mouth and tongue were dry, and he didn't dare to think about it, but he was afraid that if he thought too much, he would immediately turn around and run for his life. When the first team of the musket battalion played in the second round, there were only more than 80 people left, and in the third round, there were still more than 50 people left. The Khitan cavalry is not stupid, they chase after their arrows and arrows, and they mostly come at the firecrackers who pose the greatest threat to the armored cavalry.

At this time, it was less than a stick of incense for the palace tent army to storm the round formation, and the infantry army had already lost thirty percent. The Han army set up their spears in vain, but the Khitan cavalry did not rush close at all, only released arrows in twenty or thirty steps, and shot the spearmen one after another like live targets. The Jurchen soldiers not far away were still motionless, only on guard as if they were facing a great enemy.

"I can't hold it anymore." Du Blowhorn scolded, "The Jurchen barbarians really deserve to die, they want to kill us," he stood beside Zhao Xingde and said in a low voice, "In case the formation is broken, we will ,......" His eyes fell on the dozen or so horses pulling artillery carts in the formation. Because the cavalry of the Liao army has not broken into the circle formation, the sword and shield hands and the Jurchen Tiefutu are standing behind the spearmen, these people are wearing heavy armor, and they have suffered little damage in the arrow battle, but if they can use it, the circle formation is almost broken. Du Fujiao plans to prepare, and he can also protect Zhao Xingde to kill him. His voice was low, and the ears of several people around him were pricked up.

Zhao Xingde was silent and did not answer, bent his bow and arrows, and a Liao cavalry forty paces away fell to the line. On his left and right, the archers in the circle tried their best to shoot at the Liao army, and people were constantly shot to death by the cavalry who were bullied, and many of the archers' tiger mouths had been cut out of the bowstring with blood, and they still kept opening their bows and firing arrows. The spearmen of the Han army, though full of fear, held on to form a barrier around the perimeter of the circle. Most of the gunners were as pale as paper, but they rushed out of the formation again and again under the military order, set up the guns, lit the fire, and many of them never returned to the formation. This array of potential energy is supported, and the top and bottom are all supported by a breath. If this breath is relieved, thousands of soldiers will immediately collapse and become a flock of sheep that the Liao cavalry can slaughter at will.

Seeing this, Du Fujiao wanted to say something more, Zhao Xingde suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes lit up, and on the fort where the Shicai artillery battalion departed, a unicorn banner appeared, Han Ningshuang strangled the war horse, and the Han cavalry of the brigade came out behind her one after another. Although separated by hundreds of steps, Zhao Xingde still smiled and nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.

Han Ningshuang also nodded. Beside her, one cavalryman held the Qilin banner alof, and the other held high the banner of the word "Han". The appearance of the two flags at the same time indicates that the lord of the Han army in Liaodong is in the battle array. Han Er was bullied in the Liao Dynasty, and was regarded as an outcast by the Central Plains, and the Xia Kingdom was far away, and the Han family had been running Liaodong for five generations. Dating back nearly a hundred years, each generation of Han family heads raised troops against Liao, and their influence and prestige in the Han army can be described as deep-rooted. Even when there was no hope of recovering the country, many old soldiers were proud to follow the marshal and die in battle. Because of this, as soon as the soldiers and slaves of the Han army saw the banner of the Han army marshal's mansion, they immediately rebelled and refused to be the enemy. The protection of the loyal souls of generations of heroes and martyrs makes the banner of the Shuai Mansion seem to have a strange magic, and as soon as it is fought, the morale of the Han troops on the battlefield is greatly boosted.

The 2,000 Han cavalry formed a whole formation and launched a charge without the slightest hesitation. Gao Bolong, the commander of the cavalry, raised his cavalry spear and rushed down the camp first. The front of the cavalry was 500 elite iron cavalry, all of whom were heavily armoured, and the cavalry was armed with spears, and they were lined up in two neat horizontal formations in front and back to follow Gao Bolong. The Tielin Army was the military number of the elite iron cavalry under Han Chang's account in the past. Behind these 500 horsemen were more than 1,500 light horsemen, each armed with bows and arrows and scimitars.

The whirring wind blew in his ears, and Han Ningshuang was surrounded by Wang Ji and other guards in the middle. Although she can ride and shoot well, and her swordsmanship is extraordinary, but when she really goes to the battlefield, her subordinates will never let her rush to the front. Through the gaps between the countless broad shoulders in front of him, the dust and gunpowder smoke in the sky, and the palace tent cavalry that were galloping and clashing, Han Ningshuang saw Zhao Xingde standing on the cart in the middle of the circle array, and several Xia Kingdom archers kept firing arrows, and the shields erected around him had been pierced into hedgehogs.

"Reinforcements have arrived!"

"The marshal has come to our rescue!"

"Kill Liaogou!" "Make enough money!"

The spearmen and musketeers of the Han army thundered with joy. Even the Jurchen archers were infected, and there was a little more hope of survival. The outer circle, which had long been precarious and on the verge of collapse, was suddenly consolidated again. The momentum of the two armies has been declining and the other has grown.

Seeing that the offensive of the palace tent army seemed to have suffered a setback, Yelu Dashi, who was watching the battle with a clairvoyant mirror, had a gloomy face, and said secretly: "I didn't expect the prestige of the Han traitor in the Han army to be so high, the Han rebellion is the trouble of my Da Liao's henchmen, and the mortal enemy between Han and me for hundreds of years must be cut off as soon as possible to avoid future troubles." ”

If there is spare strength, Yelu Dashi will immediately send an army to besiege the cavalry of the Han army under the banner of Shuaifu to cut off the troubles. However, the 100,000 Jin army was violently attacking the third line of the Liao army. In addition to the 20,000 palace tent cavalry soldiers and horses under the imperial account, all the departments of the North Courtyard Army are already extremely tired, and all the generals are urging their subordinates to work hard to support. But this palace tent army is the last bargaining chip in the hands of Yelu Dashi, and it cannot be easily put into the battlefield unless it is absolutely necessary to decide the victory. If it weren't for the fact that Ye Luguan, the superintendent of the capital on duty, led 5,000 cavalry to wander outside the battlefield in advance, with mental calculations or unintentional, the Liao army would not have been able to raid the Jin army's artillery battalion at all.

Thinking of the power of the artillery bombardment to shake the defensive line, Yelu Dashi's eyes were much gloomy, he originally prided himself on making good use of artillery, whether it was attacking Hejian or in the decisive battle with the deposed emperor Yelu Yanxi, the artillery battalion under his account made great efforts. However, today he was taught a lesson by the barbarians of the Jin Kingdom, and the artillery was able to follow behind the cavalry and fire two hundred steps into the enemy formation. This tactic of the Jin State is like a balance of strength between the two armies, which suddenly adds a heavy weight to the Jin State, which is an important reason why the Liao army lost two camps in a row and was beaten back step by step by the Jurchen army.

"This is what the Jin Kingdom got from the Song State a few years ago?"

"Grandma's, this is a troublemaker from the Xia Kingdom. Even so, we still didn't expect that Xia Guo's artillery was already so powerful. Yelu Tiege sighed with emotion, "Yelu Guan is brave and strategic, but he is too petty, so he can get rid of the artillery battalion of the Jin Kingdom neatly, what is the point of more casualties?" "The Yeluguan Department suddenly rushed into the battlefield and realized the surprise attack on the Jin State artillery battalion, which made him quite appreciated. Seeing that the palace tent cavalry was reluctant to directly attack the enemy formation, trying to force the enemy army to collapse with circling cavalry shooting, and the decision was delayed for a long time, Yelu Tiege couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

Gao Bolong was good at cavalry warfare, and his eyes were very vicious, leading two thousand Han cavalry to rush straight to the flank of the palace tent army with great vigour. According to Gao Bolong's plan, the Han army had few cavalry, while the Liao army had many cavalry, so they could not be dragged into a melee situation, and the two thousand cavalry only had to constantly harass the Liao soldiers and teach them that they could not besiege the infantry circle as they wished. Just as the two armies were about to meet, the speed of the iron cavalry in the front slowed down, and the light cavalry in the rear began to accelerate, overtaking the iron cavalry in the front, and constantly firing arrows at the palace tent cavalry. The palace tent army that was raided on the flank was very uncomfortable, and under the attack of the Han army's cavalry, it could no longer be able to assemble the army with horses, and pressed the Han army's circle formation with cavalry and shooting round after round.

"Lord Metropolitan Eunuch! Let me deal with this gang of thieves first! Xiao Su, the commander of the garrison, said loudly. The cavalry of the Han army is like a swarm of cunning mosquitoes, and the constant bites have caused many palace tent warriors to fall off their horses and die. What made Xiao Su even more angry was that this tactic was originally what the Khitan cavalry was best at.

"Okay, you go and fight them." Yeluguan said loudly, his white armor stained with blood and dust. Xiao Su led nearly 1,000 cavalry from the headquarters to separate from the brigade and rushed straight to the Han cavalry.

Yeluguan stared viciously at the artillery battalion in front of him, raised his spear high, and drew a large circle on the tip of the spear, which means "the whole army under his command", and then pointed vigorously at the already crumbling circle formation, which was a military order for the horses to rush and trample on the enemy formation. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, Yeluguan was determined to not hesitate to lose, and without waiting for the circle to collapse on its own, he rushed directly into the battle with iron horses. Hundreds of cavalry around put away their bows and arrows, raised their spears, scimitars and other blades in unison, crossed their horses and rushed straight towards the artillery battalion circle. Seeing this, the palace tent cavalry behind also put away their bows and swords.

"Something is wrong, the enemy is about to charge!" Jian Cheng, who was standing on the gun carriage as an archer, shouted at Zhao Xingde. He was a centurion of the cavalry, and he was the first to perceive the enemy's intentions. Zhao Xingde did not hesitate at all, and ordered in a deep voice: "The fire gun is stabbed, and the sword and shield hand come forward!" ”

"Onward—go!" Du Fujiao shouted loudly, the military order was translated into Jurchen language, more than 400 Tiefutu wielded long-handled axes, maces and other blades, and stepped forward, the armor pieces rattled, these burly heavy infantry filled in the middle of the sparse spearmen, so that those spearmen who were weak in their feet and almost turned around and fled barely stood in place.

Everyone knows that the cavalry of the Liao State is playing really this time, a war horse plus cavalry and armor, there are more than 1,000 catties, the iron hooves are flying and galloping at full speed, and the smoke and dust are coming all the way, whoever blocks his way will definitely die. Even the three or four people he hit would either be killed or injured. The spearmen twisted their legs and stomachs, and gripped the shaft of the spear so hard that the joints turned white. They looked palely at the approaching Iron Rider, hoping that they wouldn't be the unlucky ones who had been bumped into.