Turning from the south of the city to the east of the city, more than 700 steps, under the protection of the arrows at the head of the city, Wang Lin led the cavalry to gallop slowly, and the cavalry put down their masks and were silent, only hearing the sonorous sound of horses' hooves and iron armor. Qiu 18 and other foot soldiers of the Yisheng Army knew that if they were backward, they would die, so they ran with all their strength and barely followed behind the cavalry.

Because the Liao army has been concentrating on attacking the east of the city, it is still safe outside the southern city. The Khitan cavalry in the distance saw that the cavalry of the Song army was out of the city, and did not dare to rashly enter the range of the bow and arrow at the head of the city, so they urged their horses to gallop towards the east of the city. However, the Song cavalry had the advantage of a short distance in the inner circle, and although they did not gallop at full speed, they still caught up with the Khitan cavalry. The sound of gold and iron in front of him, and the screams filled his ear drums, and the fear in Qiu Shiba's heart had reached its peak, and his pace couldn't help but slow down. The Hedong cavalry turned the corner of the city one after another and disappeared, and the shouts of killing in front became more intense. Twenty or thirty foot soldiers saw that they were about to land on the corner of the city, Qiu Shibai turned his heart sideways, raised the shield on his head, and just bypassed the rammed earth city corner, he was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground, and there was no strength in his body, even if he turned around and wanted to run, he couldn't move away from his stiff legs and feet.

Five steps away, there were two corpses of the Liao army, in the middle of summer, their faces had already rotted, their white bones were half exposed, crawling with mosquitoes, flies and maggots, and the corpses were dripping with pus, exuding a foul smell, which was disgusting. Farther away, there were more and more corpses, new and old, in various poses, all over the place. Hundreds of Hedong iron horsemen stepped over the overlapping corpses and rushed into the crowd of Liao troops who were besieging the city. Many cavalrymen's big guns were inserted into the Liao army, and they were thrown away when they could not be pulled out for a while. The cavalry drew a three-foot-long iron rod and swept his horse up and down while rampage, and all those who were hit fell to the ground wailing. This iron rod is powerful and heavy, and the head of the stick is cast with thick iron cone and iron thorns, and the Liao army cannot resist no matter how thick the iron armor is, and the brain that is easily hit on the head is bursting with brains. Under the surprise attack of the cavalry of the Song army, only a few Liao troops in armor stood in place and fought fiercely, in Qiu Shiba's eyes, these Liao troops were even more like evil ghosts, he trembled in two groups, and did not dare to approach at all.

Suddenly, several Liao soldiers seemed to find the Song army foot soldiers in the corner of the city, brandished their bloodstained four-foot long knives, shouting and rushing towards this side, Qiu Shibai and the others had no way to retreat, so they had to raise their swords and shields, summon up the last trace of courage, and still rushed forward with a weak heart. With a face, the opponent split a big hole in the rattan card in Qiu Eighteen's hand, and the huge force made Qiu Eighteen stumble under his feet, unable to stand steadily, and the Yanling knife in the other hand also fell to the ground, and a cold air rose from the bottom of Qiu Eighteen's heart, he was terribly afraid, but as if someone had immobilized him, he couldn't even dodge. At this time, the Liao army shouted, gave up Qiu Eighteen, and slashed at the other righteous victor who rushed up, but this time it was to open the opponent's rattan card, and cut off most of the arms, Qiu Eighteen only felt that the blood was splashed, his body was soft, and then another wet corpse fell on him.

"Be careful-" Su Meng struggled to pull a big man aside, the war horse galloped past with great strength, Su Meng just breathed a sigh of relief, and the cavalry on the horse held a short iron rod and turned down like Mount Tai pressing down, "Crack-" and "Pop-" twice, and in an instant, they were pumped on the two Liao soldiers, Su Meng only felt a heart-piercing pain in his shoulder, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground in front of him.

The cavalry general Wang Lin led three hundred Song cavalry to rush and trample on horseback, and immediately beat with guns and sticks, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and thousands of Liao troops under the eastern city wall had no power to fight back, and were disturbed into a mess by the cavalry. Rushing out of the dense section of the Liao army, the cavalry of the Song army turned around the war horse again, and killed back again, and so on several times, thousands of Liao troops under the city finally could not hold on, and they threw down the siege equipment and retreated.

"Da Song will win! Hedong will win! Wang Lin shouted loudly with a big gun. The Great Song will win! Hedong will win! The cavalry of the department raised their guns and sticks, shouted and corresponded, and headed towards the Liao cavalry who were watching the battle from a distance. The Song army in the city also loudly demonstrated to the enemy, beating war drums and waving flags, and cheers spread several miles away. The morale of the Yunzhou defenders was greatly boosted.

"There is such a tiger general in the Hedong camp, and the courage of General Wang is comparable to that of Nanjiyun in the Tang Dynasty," Zhang Xiaochun, who went to the city to watch the battle, praised, "The essence of the Hedong cavalry is really the best in the world." If the 150,000 armored soldiers of the Hedong Battalion are so elite, why worry that Liaokou will not be destroyed. "Because Yunzhou was previously ceded to the Song Dynasty by the Liao State with a letter of state, the Song Dynasty court appointed Zhang Xiaochun, a famous minister of the Qing Dynasty, as the Xuanfu envoy of Kyushu after the mountains and the prefect of Yunzhou, in order to appease the local Han people. The clinker Liao State rebelled, and the Erbo tribe raised troops south to rob Yunzhou in the name that the Liao State had rewarded them in advance. The Liao State not only tore up the agreement, but also sent troops to help the grassland barbarians to take Yunzhou. Therefore, the imperial court appointed Zhang Xiaochun as the supervisor of the army, and let him stay in Yunzhou to fight the enemy with Yang Yanqing.

Yang Yanqing's eyes were slightly cold, and a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth, but he did not answer. Zhang Xiaochun saved himself from his gaffe. If the 150,000 armored soldiers of the Hedong camp are so elite, I am afraid that it will not be Yelu Dashi who can't sleep first, but the officials of Bianliang and the princes of the imperial court. He laughed dryly twice, and skipped the verse. The arrogant generals of the Hedong battalion have always been criticized, and most of the emperors of the five generations of the Central Plains were supported by the Hedong soldiers. How could the imperial court not be on guard. If it weren't for the fear of forcing the Zheyang family to defect to the Xia State, the Great Song Dynasty would definitely not give the Zheyang family's current hereditary Hedong and the preferential treatment of their own subordinates.

Wang Lin did not chase after him, but ordered his subordinates to burn all the equipment abandoned by the Liao army, such as chariots, ladders, siege holes, etc., before slowly retreating from the Yingchun Gate into the city. After this battle, the Liao army was greatly depressed, seeing that it was getting late, and there was no major offensive after that.

As the sun sets, the sky is full of red clouds, and flocks of crows fly from nowhere, almost covering the sky, staying outside the city to peck at corpses, and down from the city, the ground is full of crows jumping around in the pile of corpses, shaking their wings, and even fluttering and pecking.

"Pain-" Su Meng only felt a sharp pain in his heart, and when he opened his eyes, he only felt vague. Under the starlight, a crow was standing on his face, with a round thing hanging on his sharp beak, which turned out to be eyeballs, Su Meng subconsciously wiped it on his face, fortunately, in addition to the blurred flesh and blood, both eyeballs were there, the crow flew up because of his movements, and stopped on another corpse not long away, tilted his head and looked at Su Meng for a moment, before he lowered his head to peck at it. Su Meng instinctively wanted to stagger to his feet, but he pulled a low moan from a person who was pressed on his body. This sound saved Su Meng's life, he stopped his movements, and honestly lay on the ground, if he stood up like this, it was difficult to guarantee that he would not attract the arrows of the Song army in the city. These Song army archery is extremely powerful, often two or three arrows can take people's lives, although Su Meng has all kinds of longing for the Southern Dynasty, but these Southern Dynasty arrows, but there is only fear and fear. To be sure, he didn't want to flee to the other side of the wall, but if he tried to do so at night, all that awaited him was merciless arrows.

The man who pressed on him grunted and said a few words vaguely, Su Meng could understand Khitan and Chinese, but he didn't hear his words clearly. He was careful, reached for a knife nearby, and secretly resolved that if the man yelled and screamed, he would slash his neck. The man stopped speaking for a long time, and just when Su Meng thought he was dead and was about to lift it aside, he spoke up: "Are you Han'er?" "The tone is particularly odd.

"Yes." Su Meng nodded.

"I am the Jurchen Dalugu Meng'an, I can't move if I'm injured, if you carry me back, I will be grateful, and I will protect you in front of Xiao Dutong." The man had a full beard, and his face was not clear in the darkness, except for a pair of eyes that were pleading.

Su Meng asked in a low voice, "Are you still crawling?" "The left leg was probably broken by the horse," the man said hoarsely, "and he can crawl." ”

"Then you climb through the moat with me, and when you get to the outside of the arrow range on the city, I can stand up and carry you, otherwise, if you can't get out of the arrow range, you will be shot to death." Su Meng looked left and right, and said in a low voice, "Can you move now?" "No problem." After Daruku nodded, the two of them carefully crawled towards the moat, a battlefield full of dead bodies, and as long as they moved slowly, they were not easy to be noticed by the defenders at the head of the city. It didn't take long for Su Meng to hear a noise behind him, turned his head to look, and saw that it was another signing army crawling behind, and he couldn't care so much, so he only dragged Dalugu to continue to move forward, until he climbed through the moat, out of the city's head of the arrow, then carried him on his body, step by step towards the Liao army camp. At this time, another signatory also rushed forward and followed timidly after four or five paces. Dalugu was burly and very heavy, and Su Meng was so tired that he couldn't take it anymore, so he was happy to have someone to share it, so he asked him, "What's my brother's name?" Which battalion? ”

"Qiu Eighteen," Qiu Eighteen said in fear, "I'm with Team Liu, and he's dead." ”

What he said was half-true and half-false, and Team Liu of the Yisheng Army was one of the more than 50 soldiers who violated military discipline. But after the scuffle, Qiu Shibai didn't know his life and death. After he woke up, he knew that he had fallen outside the city, and if he called the city indiscriminately, he might call for random arrows to pierce his body, and besides, he didn't dare to go back to the camp in Hedong, so he was originally following Su Meng and the others, and he was going to climb out of the place under the city, and then choose a way to escape. But as soon as he heard Su Meng's Wuzhou accent, Qiu Eighteen had other plans.

"I said brother, if you run back like this, can you spare us our lives?"

Before Su Meng could answer, Darugu on his back spoke: "You fought until the end before retreating, and you saved me again." Xiao Dutong has always had clear rewards and punishments, and with my guarantee, not only ,......, not only did not make mistakes, but also made great contributions. He was extremely worried that Su Meng would throw him down. Qiu Eighteen nodded hurriedly and said, "Villain Qiu Eighteen, Lord Xie lifts up." Su Meng ignored him and said in a deep voice: "Have you seen the fire of the camp?" It's almost there, and you'll have to carry it for a while. "I can't help but say that I will change Darugu to Qiu Eighteen's back.