The Mine-Thrower throws a grenade and strikes forward side by side. The appearance of this new force greatly boosted the morale of the Song army on the right flank, and the commander Xia Biao raised his arms and shouted: "Everyone go forward side by side and drive the Liao Dog out!" The momentum of the Liao army was slightly reduced, and several battalions on the right flank began to turn from defense to attack, and fought bravely with the Liao army's foot soldiers. At this time, Lu Mingyu also personally led the left army to the right flank.

"Kill!" Lu Mingyu shouted, "Protect the territory and the people!" "Great Song Wansheng!"

"Protect the land and the people!" Xia Biao responded loudly. "Great Song Wansheng!" "Zhao Shuai wins!"

Countless soldiers shouted loudly, holding their guns and moving forward desperately. At this time, the right flank of the Song army has become a bloody hell, hand-to-hand combat, the Liao and Song armies repeatedly rushed to kill, all suffered heavy casualties, everywhere was hoarse shouts, terrible screams, the sound of fire and fire was intertwined, and the sound of artillery and grenade explosions was deafening.

Xia Biao was hit by an arrow in the thigh, bleeding profusely, he first held the military flag and shouted a fierce battle, and then fainted because of too much bleeding. Lu Mingyu's left cheek was also pierced by an arrow, but he only broke the shaft of the arrow, and instead of bandaging it, he loudly reprimanded the soldiers who retreated in terror because of this. The heroism of the generals greatly boosted the morale of the Song army, although the Liao army's infantry and cavalry repeatedly hit the right flank of the Song army like a wave, and some battalions killed and wounded more than half of the soldiers, but everyone still gritted their teeth and did not retreat. Until the battalion of the right army of Luo Xian's ten divisions came up to reinforce, the left army never retreated. The battle situation has returned to a stalemate, such a tragic situation, no one expected it, but both sides have been difficult to ride.

"General Lu," Luo Xianshi looked at Lu Mingyu's bloody cheeks and said apologetically, "We're late." ”

"It's nothing," Lu Mingyu shook his head and pulled the wound, grinned in pain, and said in a low voice, "Enough Liao dogs to kill you!" ”

He raised his finger and pointed to the opposite side, the Liao army infantry cavalry was rushing in a row, because the distance between the two sides was too close, the fire gun was already difficult to play, and the front line was completely mired in hand-to-hand combat, however, because the Song army still maintained a position on the battlefield, and the two armies were crowded with foot soldiers fighting each other, and the Liao army's iron cavalry could not be relied on at all. The Liao cavalry could only shoot at the fire from a distance, or ride their horses around the frontal battlefield.

"Damn Song Pig!" Wanyan Zongbi spat bloody spit.

The shamprapnel didn't pierce his helmet, but it was as if he had been hit in the head with a hammer. The Song army had less than 20,000 firecrackers in the front, and there were only a few thousand people on the right flank, first shooting at the cavalry of the North Courtyard, and then resisting the fierce rush of more than 10,000 Jurchen elites. As he expected, the Song army did not have a commander, and the various departments could not rescue each other in a hurry, however, what Wanyan Zongbi didn't expect was that the Song army actually survived. Reinforcements had rushed in, the onslaught on the right flank had lost its suddenness, and the only way to decide the outcome was to rely on repeated mutual assault and slaughter. However, when will the soldiers be depleted before they can retreat? This is not up to Yan Zongbi to decide.

At this time, more than 20,000 Murbo cavalry led by Xiao Tachi had fully launched the offensive, some of the cavalry rushed to the hills on both sides of the battlefield like a tide, and the other part of the cavalry went around the rear of the Song army and fought with Yang Zaixing's Tabai camp. After Luo Xianshi led the right army forward to rescue the left army, Deng Yuanjue's more than 10,000 musketeers guarded the artillery camp and the baggage of the accompanying army, and they could not spare the head of the camp to rescue the defenders on the hill.

"Kill!"

"Brothers, everyone is fighting with Liaokou!"

Jia Yuanzhen's eyes were already blurred with blood, and he still held the gun loudly to boost morale. Nearly half of his battalion had been killed, and the soldiers were close together. The battle on the hill was brutal to the extreme, and if it weren't for the occasional shotgun from four three-inch guns, the two battalions would have been slaughtered by the Mlb cavalry.

The artillery battalion, which was regarded as a three-inch gun like chicken ribs, played a great role this time. Although it did not have a long range of four-inch guns, every time the cannon was fired, the shotgun sprayed could knock down a large area of Liao cavalry. Jia Yuanzhen was very grateful to the artillery battalion for pulling the horses and letting these three-inch guns go up the mountain. The view here was excellent, and he could see that in the distance, the Liao army was driving dozens of horse-drawn artillery wagons and was rushing towards this side. If the Liao army dragged the artillery up the hill and bombarded it condescendingly, it would be a catastrophe for the Song army under the mountain. The Liao army's intentions were sinister, and each time they attacked, they only attacked on one side and let go of the other three, in an attempt to force the defenders to flee.

"Ma Hujun, if you continue to fight, we will all explain here." An old soldier gasped and whispered.

"Horse leather shroud, get it!" Jia Yuanzhen wiped a handful of blood from his face, and there was a salty and bitter taste in his mouth, "Zhao Shuai is going to the throne, Lu Zuoshuai is protecting the territory and the people, some people say that we are rebellious, let the world see today whether the Baoyi Army is rebellious or not!" Loyalty is not subservience to the court! Our loyalty is to stay here! Liaogou wants this mountain, so let him step on our corpse. When the veterans of the Baoyi Army heard this, they replied loudly: "I will fight to the death with Liaogou today!" ”

"Why don't we spare our lives," Commander Xu Sheng shouted, "Fight to the death today!" Serve the country! All the soldiers raised their arms together and shouted, "Fight to the death!" "Fight to the death!" "Loyal to the country!" Even the seriously wounded soldiers struggled and shouted, "Fight to the death!" Serve the country! "Dead ......" a soldier was shouting, the wolf's tooth arrow came suddenly, "poof", through the brain, this person is still with round eyes, both hands on the fire gun, the body is still standing.

One by one, the Smrb cavalry rushed forward, some bending their bows and shooting arrows, others brandishing scimitars and riding spears to trample on them. The Song army fought fewer and fewer, but they were still close together, and most of the musketeers were stabbed, desperately blocking the Liao army that rushed up on horseback. The gunners protected the guns. Under the bow and arrow fire of the Liao army, most of the gunners were killed, and the rest were sweating profusely, while loading ammunition, they commanded the soldiers to constantly adjust the direction of the muzzle and aim at the Liao army that rushed up. Fortunately, there was not much space on the top of the mountain, and the Murbo cavalry did not have much room to gallop, and the Song gunners only needed to face the general direction and could use shotguns to bombard the Liao army that was close to the front.

The thick dark clouds in the sky cracked a crack, and the sunlight pierced through the clouds, as if countless straight long swords were plunged from the sky to the ground. At this moment, the entire battlefield was full of gunsmoke and wailing, and in the places where the battle was fierce, the bubbling blood had become a stream, the ground was no longer visible in its original color, and the corpses wearing various military robes and armor seemed to float on a sea of blood.

Under the hill forts, the cavalry on both sides of the Liao and Song dynasties had already rushed together. Iron hooves roared, the ground trembled, and the cavalry of the White Battalion and the Murb cavalry were passing through each other's formations. The cavalrymen shouted and waved their swords and guns, and countless figures staggered by, and between the swords and guns, people fell off their horses every moment. After each impact, countless disoriented horses rushed aimlessly into the distance.

"Ho-" Xiao Tachi shouted, the scimitar in his hand pointing straight ahead.

His throat gurgled, and his blue eyes stared at the Song cavalry opposite, like a wolf trying to choose a man to devour. There were only more than 6,000 cavalry in the rear of the Song army's large array, and Xiao Tachi personally led 10,000 Erbo cavalry, and he did not hesitate to attack the Song cavalry with all his might, intending to defeat this only threat first, and then turn back to seize the high ground, wait for the artillery to be dragged up, and under the cover of the iron barrel artillery, in one fell swoop, crush several infantry formations of the Song army from behind. After Yan Zongbi's words, he only left a little impression on Xiao Tachi. He only remembered to win big.

However, the perseverance and fighting ability of the Song cavalry greatly exceeded Xiao Tachi's expectations, and in the face of the galloping and overwhelming numerical superiority of the Erbo cavalry, they did not collapse and flee like an avalanche, but did not hesitate to fight. Although the Song army was not as good as the Murbo people, the crossbows they carried had a longer range than the Murb bows and arrows, and it was easier to aim and fire. After a round of crossbow arrows was fired, the cavalry of the Tabai battalion quickly rushed up, engaging with large spears and sabers. After more than a dozen reciprocating attacks, the two sides were evenly matched, Xiao Tachi could not defeat the Song cavalry, and Yang Zaixing could not rush up the hill to rescue the Song army who were struggling to defend the artillery fortress.

"Rush again!" Yang Zaixing shouted loudly. He changed three horses in a row, and his robe and armor were stained red with blood.

"Charge!" "Great Song Wansheng!" "Yang dominates Wansheng!" The cavalry of the Tabai battalion shouted one after another.

Yang Zaixing was regarded by the three towns of Henan as a repeated villain who betrayed Zhao Xingde, and this time he was ordered by Yue Fei to cooperate with the three towns of Henan to rescue Jingdong Road. The martial arts of a body were sent out ten out of ten, and a big spear was deployed, and every time he rushed into the enemy formation, the cavalry of the Liao army could not get close. More than a dozen cavalry hedges in succession, although they took some advantage, the cavalry of the Tabai Battalion themselves also suffered extremely heavy losses. However, none of the cavalry cowered in the face of the enemy, and as soon as they heard Yang Zaixing's order to charge again, they urged their horses to form a tight cavalry formation. In the charge just now, the cavalry of the Song army had rushed to the outside of the battlefield, but they were still stopped by the Murbo cavalry at the bottom of the hill, and the other side not only had many people, but also had a condescending advantage.

"Ready—" Yang Zaixing shouted, and was about to give the order to charge into battle, when suddenly more than a dozen horsemen rushed over from the side.

"Yang command, southeast," the cavalry general led by galloped to the loud voice: "The iron barrel artillery team of the Liao thieves!" The rider had an excited look on his face. The Liao army's barrel artillery team numbered more than 5,000 people, but was only guarded by 2,000 cavalry. Obviously, Xiao Lili did not expect that Xiao Tachi led 20,000 cavalry to copy the flank of the Song army, and at this time, he could not completely annihilate the thousands of cavalry in the rear. What's even more coincidental is that after repeated confrontations, the cavalry of Yang Zaixing's Tabai Battalion was actually closer to the Liao Army's iron barrel artillery team.

"Fight!" Yang Zaixing glanced at the hill fort in the fighting, and said loudly, "Let's step on the Liaogou artillery team first." He raised his gun and shouted, "Follow me!" Following the instructions of the scout, he urged his horse to run first, and the cavalry of the Tabai battalion had always been extremely flexible, and when they saw this, they immediately abandoned the Mulbo cavalry formed on the hill, and thousands of horsemen rolled with iron hooves, and galloped towards the iron barrel artillery team of the Liao army.