Outside the city of Yunzhou, the moat that is as wide as ten zhang has been filled with earth bags and corpses. Instead of building a bridge, the successor army rushed directly to the bottom of the city, throwing the earth bags on their backs under the city, some of them holding shields and scimitars to attack upward, while others used their heads to dig the foundation of the city. There were thousands of Khitan cavalry in the back to supervise the battle, arrows rained down on their heads, and stones were constantly smashing down, and the signatories had no way to retreat, but they had to desperately swing their pickaxes, trying to dig a hiding place to hide from the arrows under the city wall.

"Hurry, hurry-" Team Zheng Wang Xi kept urging, raised his shield to block the arrows for Su Meng, Su Meng struggled to smash a shovel on the city wall, only shoveling out a shallow white mark, "Dry-" Su Meng spat on his saliva. After more than a month of siege warfare, filling trenches, and attacking the city with ants, none of the signed troops who survived had a good temper. A black shadow on his head negligently descended, and with a "snap", a sign army who climbed the ladder was smashed down by the wolf's teeth, and his brain burst next to Su Meng, Su Meng didn't look at it, he just waved his arms violently, and the shovel continued to smash the city wall, and several signing soldiers dug for a long time, and then they dug a small pit into the city wall. "Good! Dig again, hurry up—" Wang Xi urged loudly with joy in his eyes. There was progress here, and more signatories gathered around, some holding shields to block arrows, and some raising shovels and pickaxes to dig the city foundation together. Su Meng had an ominous premonition in his heart, and at this moment, "Be careful—" Someone shouted in the distance, and before the surrounding signatories could react, Su Meng stepped forward with an arrow, and his body was tightly attached to the root of the city wall. "Wow-" sound, the boiling hot gold juice poured down from the city with a choking stench, pouring down through the gaps in the shield, the sign army holding the shield suddenly opened the skin, Wang Xi's whole face was burned beyond recognition, more than a dozen sign soldiers covered their heads and wailed all over the ground, and they could still move desperately crawling towards the back. The head of the city sped up and dropped the rolling wood and stones, and the signing army on the ladder fell down like dumplings, "bang" and "bang" straight through the ground. At the foot of the city, there was another layer of corpses, and the foul-smelling gold juice mixed with pus and blood overflowed, Su Meng looked at this scene with a pale face, his body was tightly attached to the root of the city wall, and beads of sweat the size of beans trickled down his forehead, panting heavily.

The corpses under the city were piled up, and the dead and wounded were everywhere, and Xiao Tachi watched the progress of the siege coldly. This coldness, even Brother Temu is ashamed of himself, he is secretly glad to have these signing troops as consumption, otherwise, for this strong and tall city, I don't know how much warrior blood will have to be shed. Until now, the Khitan army and the Murbo army have been supervising the war, occasionally fighting a few battles with the cavalry of the Song army who went out of the city to invite them, and the main force of the real siege is the signing army and the Jurchen soldiers.

"Lord Dutong, let the Jurchen camp go, right?" Deputy Commander Xiao Ping said in a deep voice, with an unbearable look in his eyes. Xiao Tachi chose Xiao Ping as his lieutenant, in addition to being a member of Empress Xiao's family, but also because he has always been cautious and cautious. Under the city wall, the signing soldiers were killed and wounded, and Xiao Ping knew in his heart that these hastily recruited signing soldiers might have been farming in the grange or working in the workshop two or three months ago, and they didn't know anything about soldiers at all. The role of the signing army is to exhaust and consume the defenders, and if you really want to capture the city, you still have to rely on the brave Jurchen soldiers and the well-trained Xi army.

"Wait a little longer," Xiao Tachi said in a deep voice, "the enemy is not tired yet. He frowned, and the defenders of Shicai City were all in a state of gold, and completely defeated a group of signing troops, and hundreds of them fled backwards without receiving military orders. He pointed his horsewhip at the fugitives, and the centurion of the white eagle battalion behind him immediately urged his horse, dozens of cavalry rushed forward, and after a while stopped this group of defeated soldiers, under the bow, arrow, sword, and gun, more than 100 people were killed in an instant, and the rest of the people cried and cried for their mother, and had to turn around again, even if they were already unarmed, they were still sent to death under the city.

The previous group of siege troops had already suffered heavy casualties, Xiao Ping sighed, and ordered two more thousand troops to go up, at this time, Xiao Tachi said in a deep voice: "Let the Darugu thousand troops mix in the signing army to attack the city." "The Darugu Thousand People Team is compiled by the Jurchen Darugu tribe in Liaodong, and it is one of the ten Jurchen Thousand People under Xiao Tachi's command. Soon, three teams of 1,000 people pushed the siege equipment such as chariots, ladder carts, and goose carts forward. The Liao army did not have a unified military robe, and the ragged clothes of the signing army were naked flesh and blood, while under the gray robes of the Jurchen soldiers, there were cow leather armor and chain mail. However, in the eyes of the Han army in Chengtou, there is not much difference in their appearance.

Nearly 100 Liao army artillery roared endlessly, and more than 100 stone throwing machines were firing cannons, falling large and small stones like raindrops in Yunzhou City, the enemy towers, arrow towers and war sheds at the head of the city had already been almost destroyed, the Song army used thick wooden piles to build a simple fence wall to block arrows and stones, and built chaff bags on the top of the fence wall to cushion the impact of the stones. Although protected by battlements and fence walls, Song soldiers were still struck from time to time by stones and arrows fired from the bottom of the city. The soldiers took turns to lean out of the arrow holes in the fence wall, and without aim, rows of arrow feathers shot towards the foot of the city wall, and when they saw the Liao army gathered together, they threw gold juice and wood and stones and the like. The Liao army was repulsed one by one, and attacked one by one. The battle was very fierce, the battle situation near the Yingchun Gate in the east was the most intense, the battlements of the city tower were everywhere with the barb of the Liao army's cloud ladder, although the Song army continued to throw arrows and stones, and the weight of more than ten people climbed on the cloud ladder, the Liao army still risked death with a shield to attack upward.

"Commander, and let the last general lead a thousand horsemen out of the city to rush for a while." The cavalry general Wang Lin asked for battle again.

"The elite of the enemy army has not moved, the morale is not tired, wait for a while." Yang Yanqing said in a deep voice, he put on his armor, held a sword in his hand, and supervised the battle at the Yingchun Gate, and there were constantly stones flying over his head, and some huge stones shook the city wall. Yang Yanqing's Danfeng eyes stopped water, and he looked coldly at the Song soldiers on the city wall and took turns firing arrows. The Hedong army was extremely strong, and its archery was both far and accurate. In these rounds of ant siege, it was difficult for the Liao army to even climb the city. There are more than 70,000 people in the Song army defending the city, although the Liao army under the city has more than 100,000 people, but nearly 100,000 are coerced to sign the army, and there are only more than 70,000 people who can really fight, but the Liao army has many cavalry, if the Song army goes out of the city to fight, the defeat will shake the situation, and it will be difficult to expand the results of the battle if it wins. Yang Yanqing deliberately showed weakness to defend the city, and when the Liao army was sleepy and short of horses and lack of food and grass, he would go out of the city to invite an attack, and he would be able to repel the Liao army in one fell swoop. After this battle, all the walled forts north of Yunzhou were restored to form a defensive system. When the Liao army entered the Kou, the various forts could echo each other, and even cut off their retreat by surprise.

"The patrol team tied up more than 50 volunteers who were harassing the people, and they were kneeling at the bottom of the city gate. Dashuai, how to deal with it? Yang Yanzhi, the fifth general of Hedong, said, with a look of disdain on his face.

The Yisheng Army was lax, arrogant, and short-sighted. Before the Liao army attacked Yunzhou, the Yisheng army relied on the support of the imperial court to receive food and salary alone, and actually dared not follow the military order of the Hedong camp, the Liao army had just approached Yunzhou, and the Yisheng army was defeated at the touch of a touch, discarding the original camp outside the city and hiding in the city, and now the food and salary are in the hands of the Hedong camp. The generals of the camp originally held a fire in their hearts, and for more than a month, they have been staring at these guys from top to bottom, and they will be arrested and dismissed if they make a slight mistake.

Yang Yanqing paid attention to the battle situation in the city, as if he hadn't heard it. At this time, a group of Liao soldiers climbed up the city along the ladder, wielding swords and shields to fight with the Song army. His eyes were slightly cold, and he saw that the Liao army that landed in the city was actually very fierce, and the Song army at the head of the city was caught off guard, and he couldn't clean it up for a while. Yang Yanqing said in a deep voice: "Wang Lin led three hundred horsemen out of the city and rushed out. He paused for a moment and said coldly: "The soldiers who violated military discipline under the city tower went out of the city with the cavalry to attack the enemy to atone for their crimes." ”

"The last general obeys!" Wang Lin walked down the city tower with a "snort", he explained a few words to the military judge under the city, looked coldly at the soldiers kneeling on the ground in two rows, and said loudly: "You and others have violated the military law, today Yang Jieshuai is gracious, and you will follow the general out of the city to attack the enemy, and set off immediately." Those who are afraid of the enemy and cowards are on the spot. Fa Q Chop. As soon as the words fell, the soldiers turned pale with fright, some cried, and some shouted: "Adults spare their lives, the little ones will never dare to go back." Wang Lin was too lazy to talk to them, and with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen of his own soldiers rode over, and the big guns shook a few times on the heads of these soldiers, as if driving a flock of sheep, and led them to Chaoyangmen in the south of the city. The art of war is said to be surrounded by ten rules, because the Liao army is insufficient, can not surround Yunzhou City from all sides, only storm the east, south, west, north three sides are only a few soldiers and horses to watch. Wang Lin planned to go out of the city from Chaoyang Gate, kill the Liao army attacking the city along the city wall, and then retreat from Yingchun Gate after the Liao army retreated.

There were already more than 1,000 cavalry on standby in the city of Chaoyangmen urn, and Wang Lin explained to the deputy general, and then selected 300 strong horsemen to follow the battle. Although the Hedong Army did not have as many cavalry as the Liao Army, it still had more elites. The Hexi war horses exchanged for trade with the Xia State were good at running, and the men and horses were wearing chain mail and leather armor, and the Yang family cavalry was famous for its Hequ spear. More than fifty foot soldiers with thin armor carried Yanling knives and rattan plaques, and in the midst of the crowded cavalry, one by one lost their souls were like dead people. Qiu Eighteen's face was like ashes, and his lips were blue: "Is this for us to die?" His mind was still muddy, the city gate had creaked open, and a ray of sunlight slammed into the gloomy urn city, stabbing Qiu Shibai couldn't help but squint his eyes, he was so frightened that he felt as if his blood vessels were about to burst, and his throat was full of the smell of blood.

"Get out—" the general shouted in a deep voice. The cavalry on the front and back and left and right all urged the horses vigorously, and the foot soldiers crowded in the middle of the cavalry, stumbling forward, and in a short time they had already gone out of the city gate, the sun was dazzling outside, and two or three miles away, groups of Liao troops were like wolves in the wilderness. The city gate was slowly closed behind him, and the way of life was cut off, Qiu Shiba's body and mind were like falling into an ice valley, and at this time, he only heard a "keep up-" He couldn't help himself, and desperately ran with the subway cavalry. There are more than 100,000 Liao troops outside Yunzhou City, and once they are left behind by the army, they will die without a place to bury.