At the head of Nanshan City, which had just repelled an attack by the Liao army, Zhang Fu sat down panting and fell behind the battlements. Looking out from the battlements, the city was littered with corpses, tattered banners were lying all over the place, the ground was dark and red, and before the blood had completely dried up, new blood was flowing to the ground.

"Damn, Liaogou is really crazy. Risking one's own life? The soldier next to him scolded.

"It's not good to take your own life," Zhang Wei shook his head, "but if you keep doing this, you will definitely be able to destroy our cannon." "Originally, it was impossible for the Liao army to climb to the top of the city, but now, the firecrackers are all going to the top of the city to prepare for a white-edged battle. He no longer paid attention to others, and thought about things while wiping his guns.

After General Zhao personally gave the name last time, Zhang Wei's heart was very hot for a while, but later General Zhao didn't take any special care of him, which made Zhang Wei's heart beat the drum. He thought about it, he had never killed the enemy, and he had never made any mistakes, the only possibility was that the few women sent by Captain Li last time were not able to hold it up, so he was relieved. Afterwards, I heard that General Zhao was very dissatisfied with this matter. Zhang Wei's heart was full of remorse at that time, and he couldn't wait to chop up his own thing, and finally carved his name in the general's head, but now, fuck it...... There is a knife on the head of the color word, this is the blood mold that has been poured for eight lifetimes.

In a trance, the soldier next to him shouted, "Run!" ”

A shadow in the sky pressed the ground, Zhang Wei subconsciously bounced up from the ground, almost pounced into the corridor under the city platform, before he had time to catch his breath, only to hear a loud "boom-" A heavy stone bullet happened to hit the city wall, smashing the ground out of a depression, the entire Nanshan city seemed to tremble a few times, because of the angle, the more than 100 pounds of stone bullets actually bounced up, with debris and great force towards the side of the Yongdao where the fire gunners were hiding.

"Climb!" Zhang Wei didn't have time to stand up at all, he just lay on the ground, desperately rushing in, the stone bullet "bang" smashed above, the corridor was dusty everywhere, and the firecracker inside coughed while desperately crawling inside. Zhang Qi spit out the soil in his mouth and scolded: "Don't run, don't run, get out, get out!" The dogs are going to the city! ”

While shouting, he rushed out and hid behind the battlements, lying on the battlements at the head of the city and looking out, and sure enough, the Liao army of the brigade had rushed out of the advancing fortress trenches. The Liao army ignited a large amount of smoke in the upwind direction, drifting into Nanshan City downwind, the smoke was mixed with some unknown dust, not only with a foul smell, if the Han army accidentally inhaled or stained the eyes, immediately choked out tears and snot.

The artillery in the two Liao army forts continued to fire, the stone bullets smashed on the battlements, the sound of "ping pong", and the other firecrackers hid in the corridor and looked at him, Zhang Gong turned around and waved his hand, indicating that the Liao army foot soldiers had not rushed to the front. The more the firecrackers stayed on the city wall, the more danger they would be killed and wounded by the Liao army's arrows, so they only sent one or two people to watch behind the battlements, and the others had to wait until the most critical moment before rushing out.

About 500 steps away from Nanshan City, the Liao army had already built the first artillery fort, from where the Liao State iron barrel cannon could fire stone projectiles to the head of Nanshan City. The Han army repeatedly attacked these fortifications with iron barrel cannon round shells, killing many Liao gunners and damaging many artillery, but the Liao army always quickly rebuilt the fort and built it stronger.

About 400 paces away behind the first fort, almost outside the range of the Han army's cityhead artillery, was the second fort of the Liao army, which was equipped with seven giant iron barrel cannons transported from under the city of Liaoyang, the largest of which fired stone bullets weighing more than 600 catties. Fortunately, Nanshan Castle was built short and small, and the error of this iron barrel cannon was as great as his power, as if throwing a dice, and the heavy stone projectiles sometimes hit the city walls, sometimes fell inside the city, sometimes fell outside the city, and there was no accuracy. Otherwise, even the deliberately thickened city walls would not be able to withstand its continuous bombardment.

The beams and pillars of the enemy platform were shaken to a "creak", and dust was constantly falling from the overhead. Fortunately, the Liao army's giant iron barrel cannon has a limited accuracy and cannot hit accurately, otherwise, such a stone bullet weighing several hundred catties can also smash the hollow enemy platform. Bury the gunners of the Han army alive inside.

However, Zhao Xingde no longer bothered to consider the question of how many giant shells the enemy could withstand, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the advancing Liao army formation without blinking.

The Liao army besieging the city was lined up in a phalanx of more than a dozen four or five hundred people, carrying all kinds of siege equipment, and after so many days, they had completely figured out the range of the artillery at the head of the city, including the range of various ammunition. As long as they were out of range of the shotguns, the officers of the Liao army would try to restrain the soldiers in the queue.

The two ditches outside the city of Nanshan had been completely filled, and the Liao army was trying to pile up a mountain of earth outside the city walls, and each besieging soldier carried a bag of dirt on his back, and as long as he rushed to the city, even if he was killed in battle, the soil and corpses were piled up. The newly arrived Liao troops did not collect the corpses of the soldiers who died in the battle at all, and even used trebuchets to throw some festering corpses into the city. If it weren't for the weather that turned into ice, I was afraid that a plague would have broken out in Nanshan City.

In the field of vision of the clairvoyant, the Liao army's face was still full of fear, but the whole appearance showed an unsettling despair and numbness. "Is it numbness to death?" As soon as the Liao army entered the range of solid bullets, Zhao Xingde immediately shouted: "Fire!" ”

The artillery at the head of the city immediately roared, and a solid round iron bullet flew over the stretching battlefield with a whistling sound, some passed through the gap between the Liao army's phalanx, and some went straight into the dense Liao army crowd, everywhere they passed, were all dead and wounded, like a flesh alley, after the cannonball passed through the crowd, the castration was not exhausted, "bang", and smashed a deep pit on the ground.

The Liao army in the middle of the formation was pale, and he tried his best not to look to the side, but the choking smell of blood in the air, and the screams and wails in his ears, caused the Liao army on the march to turn his head to look. The cannonballs passed diagonally above and down through the marching Liao army, and the headless corpses were hit in the head by the flying cannonballs. Liao Jun, who was hit in the waist and abdomen and chest, his body was almost broken in half, and his internal organs were flowing all over the ground, and he couldn't live when he saw it. And those who howled the loudest were those who had been grazed by shells, and some of the wounded who had not been injured in these vital places, but who were missing arms and legs.

The white-faced Liao army officers, with beads of sweat the size of soybeans flowing down their necks, held on, pulled out their waist knives and shouted: "Don't mess around-" "Just move forward-" "Don't look-" Occasionally slammed the hilt of the knife on the slow-moving soldiers.

A Liao soldier who was almost hit by a cannonball was frightened silly, he shivered as he walked, his teeth "clucked", and feces and urine flowed all the way down his trousers. The Liao soldiers in front and behind turned a blind eye, and at this time, everyone only had the courage to regard themselves as fools, deaf and blind, and followed the team in a daze, and no one could control anyone. This is also the reason why despite the powerful artillery of the Han army, the Liao army still has to advance in formation, if it is dispersed at the beginning, I am afraid that it will not be long to go, and these soldiers will run back.

The battlefield was filled with the smoke of gunpowder caused by the artillery firing of both sides, and every few dozen steps of the Liao army besieging the city, a few people rushed out of the formation, untied the pockets on their backs, and poured some dry dung and sulfur on the ground and lit it, emitting a pungent smoke. As the Liao army approached, there was more and more smoke and dust on the battlefield, and it was getting closer and closer to Nanshan City. When the Liao army entered the range of 200 paces from Nanshan City, the artillery men at the head of the city skillfully replaced them with shotguns, and leaned in the enemy group one by one.

The advancing Liao army's formation became more and more chaotic, and under the blow of shotguns like hail, the courage of the Liao army was about to bottom out. Each time the artillery at the head of the city fired shotguns, it was equivalent to more than a hundred musketeers firing at the same time, and although the scattered iron bullets were small, they were enough to penetrate most of the armor at this distance. Leaving a large and terrifying hole in the body of the person who was hit. In the "whoosh-whoosh-whoosh-" shotgun flying, finally there was a Liao army phalanx that could no longer hold on, I don't know who led the head to shout a Khitan language, and then from the left flank began to run backwards, this collapse also drove the two adjacent phalanxes to retreat together. "Don't retreat!" "Stop-" "Stop-" an officer shouted loudly, "Aren't you afraid of General Xiao's condemnation?" "But the rout of the army was like a flood that never mentioned, and at this time it could not be stopped, and two officers were killed on the spot by the rebels, and the rest did not dare to stop them, and were carried back by the rebels.

The Han army at the head of the city let out a burst of cheers, turned the muzzle of the cannon, and concentrated on bombarding the Liao army phalanx that was still holding on to the battlefield. Every time the firelight flickered at the head of the city, a rain of bullets was sprinkled, and the shotguns fell on the crumbling Liao army formation with a sharp whistling.

Behind the first artillery fortress of the Liao army, more than 1,000 war horses were lying on the ground, and the cavalry squatted next to the war horses, waiting for the military order to attack. Xiao Ping, the deputy general on duty, chewed the grass stalk in his mouth, listened to the sound of cannons at the head of the city, but his eyes looked at a column of high incense inserted on the mound, this is a special hour incense, the burning speed is very uniform, and the incense is also painted with scales of different lengths. Xiao Ping waited for the moment after the most artillery fires were fired according to the firing speed of the city's artillery fire that he had discovered in the past and the intensity of the current fire.

Suddenly, Xiao Ping's eyes lit up, and he spit out the grass stalks in his mouth with a "poof", and shouted loudly: "Get on the horse!" Rush! Rush! He stepped on the warhorse, which, as if human, immediately stood up from the ground, and almost as soon as his master lifted the reins, his hind hooves struggled, and he began to run. With the dense sound of hooves of "click" and "click", more than 1,000 palace tent troops suddenly came out from behind the fort and appeared on the battlefield like dark clouds. The cavalry rode their horses and sprinted at the fastest speed, rushing from 500 paces away to within 30 paces of the city wall, which only took a very short time.