Jia Yuanzhen went up to the watchtower when the red sun was slanting westward. He was on duty for four hours at a time, and in the howling north wind, he kept his neck bent, his teeth rattled, and his eyebrows and eyes were frosted. In the face of the shocking beauty of the sunset over the long river, there is no poetry. The sky gradually darkened, when the last ray of light fell below the horizon, Jia Yuanzhen looked up at the sky, tonight the moon was dark, the situation in the distance became blurred, he breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the east again, a firelight, particularly conspicuous in the dark night, not long after, the fire in the west also lit up.

"Good, lucky." His face was about to freeze, but Jia Yuanzhen still grinned with difficulty.

There is a stove on top of the watchtower, but in order to save oil, it can only be used at night when the clouds cover the moon and the scenery is not clear. He shuddered and took out the fire fold from his bosom, shook it in the wind, carefully lit a torch wrapped in oil yarn, and stretched it out to the stove, and the flame burst into flames, almost 'licking' him in the face. Jia Yuanzhen subconsciously flashed back, stumbled under his feet, and if it wasn't for the railing, he would almost fall off the building. "Very good, if you don't die in a big disaster, you will have a blessing in the future." Jia Yuanzhen muttered, feeling the warmth of the flames with palpitations. It was bright in the distance, and when I looked into the distance, it was completely dark, and I couldn't see anything. The oil burned very strongly, and when the north wind blew strongly, the flames danced like golden snakes.

"Hurry up." Jia Yuanzhen rubbed his hands, pulled the rope, put down a glass cover, and the flame stabilized at once, at the same time, the mirror embedded in the glass cover 'shot' the fire from afar, forming a wide pillar of light, which has been 'shining' to a very far place, and the frozen river surface is delicate, and the gray and 'cloudy' light is 'shot', which can be called a wonder in the world.

"Really...... Terrible. Witnessing this scene for the first time, Jia Yuanzhen forgot to protect himself from the cold for a while, and opened his mouth wide to look at it.

The cold wind howled, and after a while, when he felt the pain in his lips, he came back to his senses, slowly pushed the winch with both hands, and the glass cover, which the soldiers called the "intimidating lamp", slowly rotated, and in the darkness, the place where it was illuminated was delicately visible. If the Liao people want to sneak attack the watchtower at night, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky. "What a thing." Jia Yuanzhen grinned, carefully put his hand on the outer wall of the glass, and let out a scream, quickly retracted it, and almost burned his hand.

The halo of "frightening lights" slowly swept across a large area of ice, and on the wide frozen river, the north wind howled, Su Meng's head, face, mouth and nose were 'covered' with dog skin, and his deerskin boots were stuffed with hay, but they were frozen from head to toe. In the military status of the North Courtyard, he is no longer a Han identity, but a "girl" real person. This night attack was aimed at pulling out the nail fortress of the Song army on the south bank of the river, and among the three thousand people, only the 'female' real thousand people were transferred yesterday. In the first battle of Yingchang Mansion, Wanyan Zongbi, the southern 'female' true king, led his troops to flee first, which affected all the 'female' Zhen people. In order to avoid heavy punishment, Wanyan Zongbi had to be 'naked', wearing lamb's skin, and personally pleaded guilty to Yelu Dashi. Although Yelu Dashi forgave him, he dismantled the 'Nü' Zhen camp more and more, and more and more drudgery fell on the head of the 'Nü' Zhen camp. Because of the fault first, no matter how dissatisfied Wanyan Zongbi was in his heart, he didn't dare to openly oppose it, so he could only impeach the clansmen.

On the smooth ice, the 'female' real person froze like a stake, moving forward step by step. Qianfu Dalugu walked beside Su Meng, leading a horse hard, and the 'female' real thousand people were bent on their waists, I don't know if they were careful because of the severe cold, everyone kept their mouths closed, and even their eyes only opened a slit, looking as if they were frozen together. Be very careful with every step you take on the ice, with the front stabbing the ice to find the way, and the back stepping on the front footprints. On the ice of the big river, there are countless ice holes left by the people of the Song Dynasty who dug ice and fished, whether intentionally or not, these are traps that eat people without spitting out bones.

"Immortal Heaven is above," Daruku suddenly murmured, "what is that?" He looked at the floating pillar of light in front of him and stopped.

"As Lord Khitan said, scare people to death." Su Meng hesitated, "Song Kingdom really has a lot of wonderful things." He looked ahead in astonishment, and suddenly a strong desire arose in his heart, and he could not suppress the desire to run to the other side of the river. However, his face was still as cold as ice, and his feet seemed to be frozen on ice.

"Wait," Daruku whispered, "maybe it will be extinguished in a moment." ”

Darugu waved his hand behind him, and the 'female' True Thousand stopped on the ice. Almost at the same time, the Khitan Thousand Men in the center and the Xi Army Thousand Men on the left flank also stopped, and stopped outside the range of the light pillar of the "Fear Lamp" in fear. Three thousand men and horses seem to be a lot, but on the vast river, they seem insignificant, like a swarm of lonely ants. As soon as I stopped, someone soon froze and couldn't bear it. The north wind howled, and there was the sound of teeth everywhere. "Go on," someone complained in a low voice, "and stop a little longer, and you'll all freeze to death." "The cold air on the ice 'forced' people, and the war horses with their mouths and noses strangled began to struggle to get out of this cold hell. The Khitan thousand-man team of the Chinese army seemed to be unable to bear the severe cold, and began to move slowly to the other side of the river, and the thousand-man team of the Xi army followed closely into the range of the "scared death lamp".

"The Song people have a 'scared death lamp', why do they still attack at night?" Daruku complained, "Someone got kicked in the head by a horse? He waved his hand and led the 'female' real thousand people forward again. Fast! Darugu quickened his pace, since the Song people had a "scared death lamp" to hide their tracks, it was impossible to sneak attack the watchtower while the moon was dark, it was better to hurry up and pass through the ice surface of the frozen dead. The Khitan battalion, the Xi military camp seemed to have the same idea as him, and the Liao army stayed for a moment, and the speed of moving towards the south bank of the river suddenly accelerated.

"Liao thief night attack!"

Jia Yuanzhen discovered the Liao army almost immediately, and he shook the "scaring lamp" left and right, and the ice was crawling with "ants". It is cool from the inside out. "Damn, it's not good for a bad year!" Jia Yuanzhen scolded and scolded, while taking out the trumpet cannon from his arms, counting three, and lighting the fire. A moment later, the three fireworks of red, yellow, and blue exploded in the night sky. The enemy was far away from the range of the arrows, and after the cannon was fired, Jia Yuanzhen could only shake the "intimidating lamp" back and forth, and the light dragged the enemy's shadow on the ice for a long time.

"Damn it!" Darugu scolded. Instinctively hating the light, he drew his cutlass and shouted, "Rush over to me and burn that building!" "Rush!" The 'female' real soldier no longer hid her whereabouts, drew her scimitar and rushed towards the south bank. At this time, there was a "plop" and a scream of "ahh Since the Song army taught them this method of ice fishing, thousands of people have taken advantage of the thin ice to dig ice fishing, and now although the entire river is frozen, enough to pass the brigade of people, those ice 'holes' that have been chiseled are also frozen, and the surface is no different from ordinary ice, but it cannot carry the weight of people at all. After several people fell into the ice cave one after another, the Liao army slowed down again. The closer you get to the south bank of the river, the more such ice caves there are, all of which are invisible traps. No matter how much the officers urged them to 'force,' no one wanted to joke with their own 'lives'.

"Enemy attack!" The three 'color' fireworks represent about 3,000 people and horses coming from the enemy.

After Xia Mao'er got the report, she hurriedly put on her armor and saddled her horse. He looked back and saw that five battalions of musketeers were gathering in a group. In order to prevent being raided by the Liao army, the Song army camp was still some distance away from the river bank. In order to deal with the attack of the Liao cavalry, the Tokyo Left-behind Division restored the system of "horse step people" in the army, and assigned a large number of captured war horses to the fire gun battalion.

"Let's go!" Xia Mao'er gritted her teeth and lifted the reins. More than 3,000 cavalry followed.

"Let's go!" Centurion Zhang Yu waved his whip and shouted, "Drive!" "The horses ran as hard as they could, and the plough slid across the ice like the wind." What do you think? Zhang Yu turned his head proudly, "This method is easy to use, right?" ”

"!" The battalion commander Xie Chengfu leaned on the gun barrel and scolded, "Be careful of overturning!" ”

"Don't worry!" Zhang Yu waved his whip, although he was silent, but he was proud in his heart, which was impossible to say. Because of the inconvenience of artillery transportation, he came up with this method of using the ice road to transport artillery, this section of the ice, Zhang Yu drove back and forth no less than two or three hundred times, even if he closed his eyes, he would not overturn. The artillery battalion was stationed about six miles from the Liao army's assault site, and less than five miles from the nearest artillery fort.

"Slow down, not to a banquet." Xie Chengfu roared as he looked worriedly at the other plowlifts behind him.

"Please Liao Dog eat iron eggs," Zhang Yu said with a smile, "If it's slow, you won't be able to catch up with the table." After speaking, he waved another whip and shouted loudly: "Drive!"

A dozen or so plough trucks slid quickly across the ice, and soon reached the fort, which was said to be a fort, but in fact it was just a low wall built on the embankment, and it would not be obvious if you were not careful. Along the pre-laid ice tracks, the gunners pushed the gun wagons into the gun barrets. In the distance, the sound of "crackling" firecrackles rang out like firecrackers, and it was obvious that the Song army brigade had arrived at the river embankment in time and was releasing the guns on the ice of the Liao army. At this time, Jia Yuanzhen was still insisting on the watchtower with his duties, and used the "scare lamp" to 'shoot' the river section of the Liao army's attack over and over again, which was just convenient for the observation of the artillery commanders. The ice surface is no longer gray and white, but reflects the blood red light that makes people palpitate. It was freezing cold, and pools of blood quickly froze into ice stains. Those who are wounded have little chance of surviving. Although the Liao army suffered losses, it still did not give up. The archers in the back row kept throwing arrows at the Song army, and the sword and shield men and horse teams in front rushed towards the south bank in groups. However, compared to peace, the movement on the ice is very slow, and almost every time a row of firebolts is fired, dozens or hundreds of people fall to the ground.

"Hurry, hurry!" After hurriedly setting up ten 'guns', Zhang Yu ran over and asked, "Ready to fire?" ”

"Nonsense!" Xie Chengfu observed the situation with a clairvoyant mirror and said in a low voice, "Dry six or three moments, five hundred steps, solid bullets, take turns to fire!" ”

"Okay!" Zhang Yuxi was in the form of 'color', and repeated the military order loudly, "Dry six or three quarters, five hundred steps, solid bullets, take turns to fire." He couldn't get enough of it, and added, "Fuck it!" ”

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