For the artillery battalion, the appearance of enemy cavalry was very sudden. This battlefield was originally a wilderness, with hundreds of thousands of Liaojin troops fighting here for several days, everywhere there were military formations and camps blocking the view, corpses were all over the field, the baggage was in disarray, the cavalry from far and near galloped, and black smoke was everywhere. When the 5,000 Palace Tent cavalry reappeared, the various units of the Jin Army on the periphery had already discovered that the artillery battalion in the middle of the battlefield did not know. On the battlefield of the decisive battle of hundreds of thousands of troops, the five thousand cavalry said that it was not too much, but it was a lot less, and the generals of the Jin State, such as Wanyan Lou Room and Wanyan Zonghan, all restrained their subordinates and waited for them, but they did not send troops and horses to intercept or expel them in time, and no one even notified the artillery battalion on the march.

The five thousand palace tent cavalry seem to be aimless harassment, but the goal is very clear, the Jin army artillery battalion has caused a great threat to the Liao army, Yeluguan has borne His Majesty's military order, and those who do not defeat the artillery battalion will never withdraw their troops. His scouts had already stayed near the artillery camp, and after learning the news that the Jin artillery army had left the camp, five thousand elite cavalry immediately set out, and only wandered around the Jin army for a short time, and Yeluguan judged that the various units of the Jin army were bent on attacking the Liao army camp, and no one came out to stop the division for the time being, so he immediately led the cavalry under his command to attack the Jin artillery battalion.

When five thousand elite horsemen bypassed the camp on the flank, they suddenly appeared, less than two hundred paces away from the Han artillery battalion on the march. If it is an ordinary marching army, I am afraid that it will already be in chaos, and there is no resistance at all. This Han artillery battalion immediately gave up the front and rear carriages and horses, and shrank into a circle almost at the moment when there was no room for fire, so that Yelu Guan Gao glanced at it.

"Palace Tent Army!" "This is the Palace Tent Army!"

After seeing that the upper and lower riders were wearing white armor, the Jurchen archers and the spearmen of the Han army whispered to each other, and their faces were afraid. In the past few days of fighting, the palace tent army has left a deep impression on the Jin soldiers, not only the armor is strong, but also the cavalry and foot combat are very good. At some point, seeing that the Jin soldiers were about to break through the defense of the Liao army, a team of palace tent troops was sent on the opposite side to stabilize the situation.

Accompanied by the roaring hooves of the war horse, there was also a special sound of "boom" armor pieces colliding. The cavalry was covered with fine iron scale armor, each piece of which was repeatedly forged, although it was not as strong as the heavy armor of the Xia State Tiger Wing Army, but it was light and agile, and the protection against arrows was particularly good. The 5,000 palace tent cavalry rushed straight to the Han artillery battalion that was hastily formed in the open ground. A white stream of iron is very conspicuous on the messy battlefield.

"Vultures, what should I do?"

Wanyan Zonghan looked at the white-armored cavalry who was rampaging at a gallop, licked his lips, and was eager to try. He was extremely lucky, when he rushed into battle first, an iron bullet penetrated two layers of iron armor, a layer of cowhide armor, although he almost knocked him off the horse, but he did not hurt the vital point, after the left shoulder was simply bandaged, Wanyan Zonghan simply took off the iron armor, and only wore light leather armor into battle. In Wanyan Zongbi's view, on this battlefield where arrows are flying, there is no doubt that he will be honest and seek death.

"You want to save that Han man?" Wanyan Zongbi didn't answer, and asked rhetorically with a frown.

"Whew!" Wanyan Zonghan spit out a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, with a look of disgust on his face, dispelling the idea of leading the army to intercept it. Anyway, His Majesty did not give an order, and on this huge battlefield, there was no military order for generals such as Wanyan to resign and Wanyan Lou to come down. No one cares about anyone. Just now, Zhao Xingde refused his request to send 2,000 infantry troops to attack the Liao army camp. "Liaogou has been defeated again and again, as long as the Jurchens work harder, they can defeat Yelu Dashi, and that Han still thinks he is so heavy?" Wanyan Zongbi looked at the loose Han army round formation, and sneered slightly, but it was a pity that he allocated it to the Jurchen archers of the artillery battalion.

The iron cavalry of the Liao army was like a pack of wolves pounced on the artillery battalion, Zhao Xingde stood on an artillery cart, holding a strong bow in his hand, facing the direction of the cavalry, and in the blink of an eye, the Liao cavalry had rushed to within a hundred steps. The Jin State attached the most importance to cavalry, and the Jurchen infantry archers responsible for protecting the artillery battalions were all deputy soldiers, and if it wasn't for a big war, they were usually just farming and hunting in various departments. Fortunately, the Jurchen tribes fought for many years, and these deputy soldiers also knew that under the impact of cavalry, they would lose their health. Therefore, despite the panic in his heart, he still maintained his formation, and each bent his bow and arrow.

"Put!" Zhao Xingde gave an order, and the two thousand Jurchen archers released their bowstrings in turn, and continued to shoot arrows towards the Liao cavalry, however, in front of the five thousand cavalry charging array, this arrow seemed a little sparse. Moreover, even if many arrows hit the armor of the Liao army, they could not pass through, but were bounced away.

"One ,......" and "Two ,......"

"Quick! Fast! Zhang Sickle's heart was as impatient as a cat's claw, but he could only keep his mouth shut and follow the sergeant's order to reload the musket with ammunition, the fire of the musket was very cumbersome, and the action was large, and the gun battalion could only stand in front of the circle in five teams, and the vision was overwhelmingly rushing towards the Liao army's iron cavalry, and the roaring hooves were deafening, as if they were going to trample the front team of foot soldiers into powder.

The shaking of the earth in the "three ,......" and "four ,......" became more and more severe.

Zhang Sickle listened attentively to the command, poured the ammunition pack into the gun, compacted it with a stabbing rod, supported the pole, took out the fire fold and shook it and prepared to ignite it. There is still one last tremor left to retreat into the spear array, although it is unknown whether the spear array can block the Liao cavalry, but it can always be avoided for a while, Zhang Sickle held his breath, and waited for the order to finally ignite the fire, but he heard the sound of "ticking" and "ticking" in his ears, his eyes slanted down, but the gunner next to him was trembling all over, wet under the crotch, and was dripping water.

"Unlucky!" Zhang Scythe frowned, took a deep breath, and tried his best to remove the fear screen from his mind.

"Five!" The first row of gunners ignited the primers at the same time, and pressed the guns against their shoulders. Zhao Xingde and Liu Zhijian nodded with satisfaction at the same time, there was no mistake in the movements of these firecrackers, even the one who was so frightened that he peed his crotch. The gunpowder primer is burning. "Quick! Fast! Zhang Sickle only felt that his mouth was dry, and the Liao cavalry was getting closer and faster, as if he was about to crash into his body.

Yeluguan clamped his horse between his legs, bent his bow and arrows with his free hands, and shot an arrow into the sky. Ming Jian rushed straight into the sky with a sharp and piercing sound, and the palace tent cavalry who followed closely behind Yeluguan released arrows in turn, and the arrows all over the sky were issued, crossing an arc, and falling densely in the circle in front of them, and the arrows rained down, and suddenly shot many Han soldiers with thin armor. The arrows of the Liao army were too dense to be avoided. The Han soldiers armed with spears screamed from time to time, and some even fell to the ground without saying a word.

I only heard the sound of "bell", and a heavy arrow was shot on the iron helmet, as if it had been struck by a stick, and my ears rang, and I felt a little dizzy. "!" Zhao Xingde gritted his teeth and scolded, "What a heavy arrow!" "Bending the bow and setting up the arrow, an arrow was shot, and the arrow broke through the wind, and shot into the face of a war horse, and the arrow feathers went straight into the skull, and the war horse rolled to the ground, and the cavalry could not live. When the enemy cavalry approached, the two thousand Jurchen archers took aim and returned fire with bows and arrows. However, Zhao Xingde used a strong bow that could shoot through the curtain of the Liao army's war horses. The Jurchen archers could not do this, the palace tent cavalry horses were dressed in armor, the curtains, chicken necks, and chests were iron scale armor, and the horse body armor, the back, and the parasitism were thick leather armor. Ordinary Jurchen archers could only shoot at close range, and arrows could penetrate their armor. The poisoned arrows used cannot penetrate the iron armor and are useless. The forbidden army of the Song State likes to use hard bows and light arrows, which can attack far, and the cavalry of the Liao State is good at using soft bows and long arrows, although the range is not as good, the lethality is victorious. The palace tent cavalry is the elite selected by hundreds of thousands of Liao troops, the war horse can run with weight, and the people use strong bows and long arrows, these two rounds of arrow feathers are shot down, and the palace tent cavalry has the upper hand.

It was only fifty paces away from the infantry circle, and at this distance, the Liao cavalry was extremely accurate in archery, and before the two armies could meet, the peripheral gunners and spearmen lost 10%. At the same time, the Jurchen archers were able to penetrate the armor with arrows, and the cavalry began to chase down their horses, and the palace tent army had to change the direction of the horses to avoid the arrows. At this time, the Liao cavalry could already see the frightened look on the opponent's face.

"At this point, don't you run for your life?" Jerod looked at the secret way. If it was an ordinary infantry army, I am afraid that it would have turned around and fled long ago. If it were not a last resort, even the cavalry of the Liao army with men and horses in armor would not be willing to rush straight into the enemy formation. But if the Jin artillery battalion can be destroyed in one fell swoop, it is acceptable to pay some losses. Seeing that they were within thirty paces of the enemy's formation, the palace tent cavalry controlled their horses with their legs, and the war horses were extremely well-trained, and immediately turned to the left and right, while the cavalry bent their bows and arrows, taking advantage of this short moment of pause, and the arrows were fired. The palace tent army shot the enemy with arrows within thirty paces, and was extremely accurate, and could penetrate most armor.

At this moment, "Bang! "Bang bang!" "Bang! Bang! "It was loud. Before Yeluguan could react, the two horses around him rolled and fell to the ground. The horses were turning, but the cavalrymen were holding bows and arrows in their hands, and they controlled the horses with the strength of their waists and legs.

"Artillery!"

Yeluguan glanced back, and saw many spearmen rushing back to their headquarters. "Damn it!" He took the group of "gunners" in front of him as spearmen, and Yeluguan cursed secretly, and turned around on his horse and released another arrow, which went straight into the back of the heart of one of the gunners, and then vented his anger. The palace tent cavalry rushed into battle quite methodically, and the front team returned to the rear team after releasing arrows, and so on and so on, until the enemy formation was dispersed, and then the horses were urged to rush in through the gap of the enemy army.

Zhang Sickle and the surviving first team of firecrackers rushed into the formation. "Bodhisattva bless!" Before he could catch his breath, the sergeant's order sounded again. "Damn it!" Zhang Sickle's mind was already blank, "Do you still want to go out into battle?" He subconsciously took out the fire brush, brushed it twice along the barrel, didn't look at it, inserted the brush back into his waist, took out the ammunition bag and held it in his hand, waiting for the second military order. The second team of firecrackers had already lit the primer and was looking ahead intently. The black smoke from the firecrackers and the smoke and dust from the cavalry were mixed together, and it was already difficult to see clearly in front of them, and it was vaguely unknown how many cavalry were rampage, which made people even more frightened.