"Jerub?" Xiao Tachi was stunned, Suzhi's general Yelubo has always been unruly, how could he attack the city so hard? In a blink of an eye, I already understood, "Yelubo is a Khitan, a Khitan surnamed Yelu." There was a strange smell in his heart, because the excitement of Nanshan City was also much lighter, Xiao Ta said in a deep voice: "The White Eagle Battalion will come forward to supervise the battle!" He looked up at the front, and the Liao troops had already covered the past in a big way, the torches in the hands of the cavalry shook ten thousand points, the iron hooves roared like thunder, and the ground trembled.

The gun window of the Giant Shield was opened again. Someone in the shield car hesitated and asked, "Wu Dujian, the army is capturing the city, do you still want to open fire?" "The horizon in the shield car is narrow, and the gunners can only vaguely see the torches shaking, and they don't know if the Liao army has grabbed the city wall.

"This ......" Wu Chun groaned undecided, he was a Han man, if he killed the Khitans with cannons, he was afraid that he would not be able to afford to bear the crime. After a while, I still didn't dare to make a decision. At this moment, a horse galloped from behind, and the herald asked loudly: "Xiao Dutong asked, why is the artillery dumb?" If you can't take the city, you will all be beheaded on the spot! The gunners and drivers in the shield car suddenly turned pale, Xiao Tachi's military orders were strict, and the punishment had always been done. If this city cannot be attacked, all the people in this shield chariot will be in a different place.

"Fire, quick, fire!" In a hurry, Wu Chun didn't realize that his throat was also broken. The gunner in the shield car hurriedly lit the fire, and a moment later, there was a deafening "boom", and a huge stone projectile was projectiled, cutting an invisible arc of dark shadows in the night sky, towards the section of the city wall where the heads were surging.

The crowd at the gap in the city wall was extremely dense, and the Liao army who dismounted to seize the city and the Han army who desperately defended the city refused to take a step back. In the middle of winter, both sides wore thick armor and leather jackets. The people in the center of the warband barely shouted, and there was not even the sound of "clanging" blades intersecting, and the soldiers on both sides used the simplest movements, stabbing, slashing, and chopping. Everyone faced several enemies at once, and no one could stop the enemy blades coming from all directions, and the only way to pay for their lives was to pay the greatest price for their lives, and those who were slashed and stabbed to death kept falling like logs, and some of their bodies were trampled under the feet of the surging crowd, while others rolled down the slope with their bones, and in any case, the corpses quickly froze and stiffened with blood, and became part of the gap in the wall.

Zhang Wei was originally in the middle of the firecracker battle column, following the flow of people, and unknowingly rushed to the front. In this tragic battle, both sides of the war have a momentum that will not give up until they drive each other out of this gap in the wall. Because of the narrowness of the gap in the city wall, there are not many soldiers on the Liao and Han sides who really face each other, and it is not easy for the soldiers in the back to squeeze to the front. Although the weather was bitterly cold, many of the soldiers were already sweating profusely before they had really rushed to the place where the two armies met.

Whether it was the artillery of the Liao army outside the city or the artillery of the Han army at the head of the city, they did not stop bombarding. From time to time, life-harvesting shotguns flew over the heads of the crowd. When the soldiers rushed upwards from behind, they could only see the backs of their comrades, and only when they stood above the mound of earth formed by the collapse of the city wall could they see the torches in the sky, and the boundless Liao cavalry rushed towards it. However, the scimitars and spears on the opposite side left the Han soldiers without any margin.

"Kill—"

Zhang Wei only had time to shout, and was slashed by the scimitar, although the raised ribs on the shoulder armor blocked it, and the shoulder blades were also shocked and sore. The new Liao army saw that the knife did not split him, instinctively stunned for a moment, Zhang Yan held back the sour numbness, and sent his left and right hands forward at the same time, this is a fire gun hand usually practiced thousands of times of assassination, the spear suddenly pierced the opponent's scale armor, Zhang Yan snorted, pulled out the spear, this time he didn't dare to be distracted, dodged a knife that was split under the ribs, reversed the handle and pulled it up, separated the opponent's scimitar, and then stabbed it according to the enemy's throat, the Liao army just dodged sideways, and was stabbed in the heart by the Han army next to him.

Another Liao army rushed up, the Liao army held a short spear, stabbed towards Zhang Gong's abdomen, seeing that he couldn't dodge, suddenly, "boom" a loud sound, a heavy stone bullet concentrated the city wall again, the ruins that had collapsed suddenly couldn't stand it, the rammed earth collapsed one after another, the Han Liao soldiers who were fighting fiercely at the gap fell down one after another, and the dense crowd also rolled down to the slopes on both sides like a collapsed mound, the front fell layer by layer, and the people behind couldn't bear it, and they had their hind legs.

Zhang Wei only felt that his legs were weak, and the spear of the Liao army slipped through his crotch dangerously and dangerously, and the two fell down at the same time. "." Zhang Yan broke out in a cold sweat, and pulled out the dagger on his waist with his left hand and slammed down. Plugged in, but the person involuntarily slid down the collapsed rammed earth, until he was stopped by an unknown thing, Zhang Yan looked at it, it turned out to be a corpse of the Han army with round eyes, this person he still knew, just gone. His mind was blank, and he didn't care about anything at this time, looking up at the gap in the city wall, after the shock of the Liao army's huge artillery bombardment, the Han army's original wooden stake and earth bag defense line almost completely collapsed. Because the soldiers on both sides fell, the gap in the wall that had just been crowded with soldiers was empty.

"Rush!" "Rush forward!" Several musketeers were already shouting.

"Rush!" Zhang Wei's face was already covered with dust, this thought was extremely strong, he turned over and got up, lifted the gun in his hand, and crawled towards the gap above the mound, more than a dozen Han soldiers rushed up with him, and the frightened Liao army had just gotten up and was looking up. "After all, we climbed up first!" Somehow, Zhang Wei's heart swelled with pride and ecstasy, he looked condescendingly at those Liao troops, and shouted: "Brothers, kill them!" "Raising his spear, the first Liao army to rush under the mound. The other Han soldiers who had climbed up the gap also shouted, stabbed their guns, and staggered downward.

The face of the Liao army became bigger and bigger, from the initial dazed to frightened, his eyes widened, almost too late to resist, Zhang Wei stabbed into a person's chest with a single shot, and the blood in his brain surged, he didn't expect that he had rushed into dozens of Liao troops alone. However, almost in an instant, dozens more Han soldiers rushed down, and the Liao army turned around and ran towards the bottom of the mound. The bombardment of 10,000 catties of giant artillery and the bravery shown by the Han army made the courage of these Liao troops, who were still fighting desperately just now, overdrawn to the extreme, and finally collapsed.

Seeing that the Liao army turned around and fled, Zhang Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and fought until now, his hands and feet were already weak. "Huh-" There was a smile on his face, there were no Khitans standing on the mound, and in the distance was a sea of Liao troops, he was about to climb back to the top of the gap, suddenly, countless sharp arrows shot from the darkness, and in an instant, more than a dozen firecrackers were hit by arrows. Zhang Yan's chest, neck, waist and abdomen were full of arrows, he only felt that the sky was spinning and fell under the mound, and at the last glance, he saw the chaotic footsteps of the Liao army, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, ", Zhou Yu, you dog. Mother's raised, fire, fire—" Leaving this last thought, Zhang Wei was no longer conscious.

"Quick, grab the city gap!" Xiao Ping commanded the arrows to shoot those Han gunners who did not know whether they were alive or dead, and he didn't care about reprimanding those retreating subordinates, so he pulled out his waist knife, intending to personally lead people to rush into the gap. Only the place where the gap in the city wall and the earth and mountains are in the melee, is the place where the Han army's artillery shotguns are difficult to exert their full power, if the dozens of firecrackers of the Han army go crazy and drive the palace tent army off the earth mountain, the Liao army wants to brave the shotgun to attack, but it has to pay many times, several times the life.

"Boom-" "Boom-" The artillery at the head of the city began to bombard the bottom of the dirt mountain, and countless shotguns flew in all directions. "Fire!" "Quick, ammunition-" Zhou Yu shouted expressionlessly, the charge of the right firecrackers grabbed precious time, as long as the artillery fire at the head of the city stopped the enemy, the Han army could once again build a defensive line at the gap in the city wall.

In Zhenyuan Taili, Zhao Xingde's face was solemn, he personally picked up a red-hot round iron solid bullet and put it into the gun chamber, the medicine bag and the wet soil isolation layer had been put in, once the red-hot round iron bullet was put in, the fuse should be ignited immediately. The red-hot round iron solid bullet trembled into the barrel of the gun, and many gunners secretly sweated, although there was gauze wrapped in wet soil, but everyone was worried that the red-hot round iron bullet would detonate the medicine bag like this. Zhao Xingde pushed the solid bullet into the bottom of the chamber, and the medicine bag was not immediately ignited. Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhao Xingde stepped aside and nodded to the artillery commander.

This cannon had already been aimed at the heavy and huge tortoise shell of the Liao army, and the gunpowder fuse burned "zilazila", and soon burned into the cannon hole, only to see a wisp of black smoke rising, and soon, there was a loud "boom", and the ground seemed to shake more violently than normal fire. In the darkness, the red-hot round iron bullet flew quickly towards the fortress of the Liao army's heavy artillery with a visible arc.

Including Zhao Xingde, almost all the artillery crews were looking at the dark red arc, flying out at an extremely fast speed, and when they got closer and closer to the "turtle shell", almost everyone's hearts hung in the air, and success or failure was in this move. I saw that the red dot hit the turtle's shell with a huge inertia, and then it sank into it and disappeared. Because the shield cart of the Liao army was 300 paces away, the sound of artillery fire and shouting outside the city was intertwined, and everyone could not hear the sound of solid bullets hitting the turtle shell, all of which seemed to be carried out in silence.

There was also silence in Zhenyuantai, and after a while, a faint voice was heard: "It should be worn in." Zhao Xingde stared at the darkness and said in an affirmative tone again, "Penetrated in!" "Otherwise, with the brightness of the red hot bomb, it should be a little light when it pops out. Everyone was slightly stunned, and then they understood, Tong Yunjie shouted loudly: "It's in!" More people excitedly shouted, "Pierced in!" There was a frenzy of ecstasy in the entire town. After finally pressing it down, the gun commanders of each gun position shouted one after another: "Come and give me a red hot bomb!" The blacksmiths were busy crambling the round iron cannonballs that were hot in the stove.

"Another hot shot!" "Boom-" "Boom-"

"Boom-boom-boom-" A red-hot round iron solid bullet cut through a visible red arc and sank into the huge turtle's shell.