The warships of the Liao army were in chaos, and in the crowded collision, many small boats were overturned by large ships, and the Han and Jurchen sailors screamed and jumped into the river. The chaos of the Liao army's naval division grew bigger and bigger like a snowball, and the cannonballs of the Song army's naval division continued to fall in the chaotic Liao warships with a huge whistling sound, and the river surface continued to churn with blood and broken wood chips, and more and more warship generals took it upon themselves to order a retreat upstream.

Wanyan Zongbi's face changed greatly. He didn't care about the difference between the top and the bottom, and personally shouted to the flag officer on the warship: "Quickly give an order, don't retreat, don't retreat!" Then he ran to the upper floor of the boat and shouted to the drummer: "Beat the drums, beat the drums, and do not retreat!" ”

Wanyan Zongbi pulled out the treasure knife he wore at his waist, the green tendons on his forehead were exposed, and his face looked very hideous and terrifying, like a crazy tiger.

"Don't go back!" His voice was hoarse and terrifying, like a wounded tiger.

His subordinates all looked at him in fear, and on the flagpole, the flag officer waved the flag desperately, and the drummer beat the war drums of the attack with all his might. However, the roaring sound of artillery overwhelmed the drums, and the black smoke on the river made it even more difficult to see the flag. The Liao warships that were retreating in front of them didn't even notice this at all, because Ezhou had been firing in the direction of the river, and most of the Liao warships still chose the waterway they had traveled during the attack, and retreated upstream on the Hanyang side of the Jiangxin line. The Liao army had thousands of warships, and under the scramble to retreat, the channel appeared narrow, and from the head of Hanyang City, the river was densely covered with large and small warships. At this moment, the east wind was blowing strongly, and the Liao warships were all full of sails, and retreated upstream with the help of the wind.

Zhao Xingde watched all this from the head of Hanyang City, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Fire!" ”

At the top of Phoenix Mountain, Liu Zhijian squatted on the edge of the fort, bowing his body, he kept staring at the river, his fists clenched tightly, seeing the flag on the west city wall shaking, Liu Zhijian jumped up suddenly, and shouted: "All of them, open the cannon——"

The artillery battalion had the highest status in the Baoyi Army, the most abundant salary, and almost all the officers above the artillery commander were trained by Zhao Xingde himself. This time he went to aid Ezhou, he planned to show his strength, but he was first detained by the Henghai Navy on the water for several days, and then he was hidden in the Phoenix Mountain camp, and he was not allowed to fire a cannon in vain. At this moment, the commanders of all guns waved their fists almost simultaneously: "Fire!" "The gunner lit the fuse, which could have been truncated. In an instant, the artillery fire. With the sound of "boom-" and "boom-boom", a group of black shadows roared towards the enemy ships on the river. The artillery battalion's artillery skills were exquisite, and it had been aiming condescendingly for a long time, and the enemy ships on the river were dense, and they were actually eight or nine out of ten.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

"Boom Boom Boom T

"Bang-"

A shell struck the entire mast made of rough wood, the mast snapped, the wind blew the gray sail, spun in half a circle in mid-air, and then fell towards the deck with a "creak". The mast fell to the deck with a thud, and several sailors were buried under the mast and sail, and the front of the mast was even more cut off the deck, stopping the front of another warship.

Shells fell one after another into the overcrowded Liao warships. The use of chaos exacerbates chaos at the same time. Countless cannonballs fell on the deck of the Liao warship in an arc, some smashed the deck through like a withering and decaying, and some rolled and jumped on the slippery deck, carrying countless flesh and blood. The sailors preferred shells to penetrate the deck and go to the scourge of the bilge, and even to sink the ship. The ricocheting is simply a slaughter for the people on the deck, and the chance of ricocheting is not great, but once it appears, it is impossible for people to dodge, and everywhere they pass, there are stumps and broken arms, and blood flows down the deck. The sailors screamed loudly and fled like headless flies, and some of the warships rushed up to the shallows in a panic and ran aground, and the sailors jumped into the river and swam towards the shore. Near the riverbank near Hanyang, there is a splash of water everywhere.

"Hurry, hurry!"

"Row!" "Swipe left!" "Right, right!"

"Lower half-sail!" "Turn the rudder, turn the rudder!"

On the Liao warship, all the officers were shouting loudly, and the Jurchen officer drew his scimitar and stood beside the helmsman. Under the intensive and continuous bombardment of Hanyang City's heavy artillery, every moment of stay was death, and almost everyone did their best to snatch their ship out of the porridge-like chaos, regardless of the Chinese army's dispatch, but the result of this made the whole situation even more chaotic. Some warships in the back turned their rudders and leaned towards Ezhou, preferring to go around in a circle, preferring to endure the artillery fire at the head of Ezhou City, rather than walking close to Hanyang.

Across the ship, Han Shizhong stood on the ship's tower and slapped the railing, shouting downward: "Catch up!" Fire, fire! He wished he could go and hoist the sails himself.

The sailors who had just taken a breath did not dare to slack off, hurriedly pulled up the cables, and raised the sails to the top of the mast, at this time, the gunners on the deck ignored the shaking of the hull, some desperately used the cables to stabilize the position of the gun mount, others were busy loading ammunition, the gunner corrected the direction of the gun, ignited, and fired!

"Happy!" Chen Dong watched the battle on the river and shouted, "Beat the drums and cheer for the heroes of the Great Song Dynasty!" ”

The sound of "knock knock knock" war drums sounded and resounded throughout Ezhou. In the city of Ezhou, most of the people hid in their houses to avoid trouble.

Zhao Huan was both frightened and apprehensive, stood up from time to time, looked out of the carved window, looked at the black smoke rising outside the city, heard the drums outside, sat down again, lowered his head and thought about his own thoughts, I don't know how the war is going outside.

Zhou He and Li Ruoxu stood at the bottom. Zhou He frowned tightly and said: "Ezhou has become a dangerous place, while the Liao army has not yet crossed the river in a big way, the last general will protect His Highness to avoid the south first." ”

"No," Zhao Huan raised her head suddenly, she bit her lip and whispered, "I can't leave here." ”

"The war is dangerous," Zhou He retorted: "Even if Your Highness stays in Ezhou, it will be useless. ”

"But," Zhao Huan raised his head and said firmly, "the more dangerous Ezhou is, the more I have to stay here." She was blessed, looked sideways at the window, and said quietly, "Since the southern invasion of the Liao Kingdom, the Central Plains have been devastated, and I don't know how many people have died. If it weren't for Lord Chen, Mr. Zhao, General Han, and General Yue, I am afraid that the Liao army would have swept the southeast. The war was dangerous, and Zhao Huan was very scared, but I also knew that the hope of Zhongxing in the Great Song Dynasty was in a city in Ezhou. The war is dangerous, aren't Lord Chen and Mr. Zhao afraid? Aren't these many soldiers and people inside and outside Ezhou not afraid? They've all stayed, so why can't I? Zhao Huan finished saying so many words in one breath, her face turned red, she stroked her chest and panted slightly, looking at the black smoke rising outside the city, she bit her lip tightly, her eyes revealed some crystal light, and she was even more stubborn.

Zhou He sighed, nodded, and no longer persuaded him, he patted Li Ruoxu's shoulder and motioned for him to step back with him and leave His Royal Highness in the room. Carefully closing the door, Zhou He turned to Li Ruoxu and sighed: "The ancestor of the Great Song Dynasty beat the world with a stick and the surname Zhao, who would want to get a hundred years later,......, but unfortunately His Royal Highness is not a man, otherwise it ......" He sighed, and did not say "Otherwise, what would happen".

Zhou He changed the topic and told Li Ruoxu about the contact between His Majesty and the princess. After Zhao Qi arrived in Ezhou, he sent an envoy to visit Zhao Huan and asked her to move to the imperial camp to live, but Zhao Huan never made the trip on the grounds that Ezhou City was strictly forbidden. At present, Zhao Ke is still being detained by the Liao army in Bianliang, the general trend of the world is undecided, Zhou He is in his heart, and he does not want Zhao Huan to completely stand on Zhao Qi's side, so he vaguely supports Zhao Huan's decision. Although Li Ruoxu's thoughts about Zhao Huan were well hidden, he couldn't hide Zhou He's eyes, and he was happy to do it. Although Zhou He was born in the Imperial City Division, he was always a martial artist, and he had some insight into the situation in the DPRK and China, so he asked Li Ruoxu for advice, and he had the intention of treating this new champion as His Royal Highness's adviser.

An hour and a half later, the sound of artillery outside Ezhou gradually subsided, and the river was full of wreckage of warships, and floating corpses could be seen everywhere.

The Heng Navy and the Southeast Naval Division chased all the way, and the Yangluobao Naval Division also sent troops to intercept and kill the Liao Army Naval Division. Wanyan Zongbi's subordinates fought and retreated all the way, retreating from the river to Hanshui. Wuhu River forks are dense, and the Liao army has built artillery fortifications on the high ground on the shore of the lake. Han Shizhong chased him here before he withdrew his troops. After this battle, the Liao army's naval division warships and sailors were almost half lost, among which the large warships with slower speed suffered heavy losses. After that, Han Shizhong commanded the Song gunboats to fire at the Liao army camps along the coast, forcing the Liao Mabu army to leave the river bank two or three miles away before giving up.

There are hundreds of thousands of people in the city of Ezhou, and the scholars are good at talking, and in the past few months, even the small traders on the street know that the big river is the key to whether Ezhou can hold it. Without the benefit of the water division, it was almost impossible for the Liao army to conquer Ezhou. The great victory of the Song army sailors was transmitted back, this night, the city of Ezhou was lit up with lights, the people were all glad to have escaped a catastrophe, some people set up a longevity tablet for Han Shizhong, Zhao Xingde and other generals, and there were scholars who wrote to the Prime Minister's Mansion to seal Han Zhao Er as the privy deputy envoy, increase the military power of the two generals, and reward the meritorious soldiers. Compared with the city of Ezhou, the atmosphere in Hanyang City is much more complicated, the defeat of the Liao army by the sailor is a relief, but some of the undercurrents that were suppressed in the original southeast camp are surging.

Zhao Xingde saw that he was accustomed to battle formations, and immediately warned the generals not to relax because of victory. Before sunset that day, thousands of firearm battalions of the Baoyi Army and the Zhenguo Army entered Hanyang City, all of which were elites who could win a decisive battle with the cavalry of the Liao army. This night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, Zhao Xingde inspected the city defense as usual, and Ouyang Shan personally led the tooth soldiers to protect it. Walking to a city corner, Zhao Xingde looked into the distance, and the lights on the river were much dimmer compared with a few days ago, and it looked particularly desolate.

"In a few more battles like today's, the Liao State will never be able to get up again." Zhao Xingde took a deep breath of cool air, "General Ouyang, what are your plans when the battle is over?" When there was no one else, he showed a hint of relief.

Ouyang Shan's heart moved, such a question, Zhao Xingde had never asked before.

"Your Excellency." Ouyang Shan looked left and right, and said in a low voice, "There have been some rumors recently, it seems that Cao Xianggong is recruiting soldiers in the camp. ”