Outside the capital, Di Qing's cavalry roared under the city wall, but they did not enter the attack range of the city, which made the Liao army at the head of the city annoyed and helpless, and even some grumpy generals asked to go out of the city to teach these Song troops a lesson, but the guards in Beijing refused these requests very rationally, because he knew that the Song army was deliberately provocative, if they really went out of the city to meet the enemy, they fell into the trap of the other party.

On a high ground outside the city, Di Qing rode on a horse and held a telescope, looking at the birthplace of the Khitan people, only to see that the city wall of Shangjing was tall and strong, although it was not as good as some big cities in the Great Song Dynasty, but it was not much different, and the other party had already received the news that they were killed, so the city was also prepared, such as the city wall has been sealed to prevent them from blowing up the city gate with gunpowder.

However, Di Qing's eyes were not on the city gate at this time, but kept looking at the movements of the Song army at the head of the city, after all, he now hopes that the Liao army can fight out of the city and start a decisive battle with them, although the main city gate is sealed, but the capital is so big, there must be other city gates that may enter and exit, but unfortunately, the defenders at the head of the city have not moved, which makes him can't help but show a disappointed expression.

"Huh? Those are ......" But at this moment, Di Qing's eyes suddenly saw some different soldiers in the defenders of the city, most of these soldiers were wearing animal skins, and the weapons in their hands were also very primitive, the hair on the top of the head was almost shaved, and only a copper coin-sized hair was left on the back of the head, and it was also braided, which looked a little funny.

However, although the hairstyles of these people are ridiculous, they are all extremely strong, and they are full of fierceness, and what interests Di Qing the most is that there is a clear warp and latitude between these people and those neatly armored Liao troops, as if there is an invisible dividing line between the two sides.

"These must be the Jurchens, I remember that there were once Liao people who brought many female real slaves to Tokyo, exactly the same as the Jurchens in the city!" I saw Di Qing look at it for a moment, and then whispered again.

When Di Qing was studying martial arts, he would occasionally go to Tokyo City to play on holidays, and Tokyo is an international metropolis, where merchants, scholars, and craftsmen from all over the world gather, and the Liao people are very common, and some Liao people will also bring some retinues or slaves, including the Jurchens, although the Jurchens are barbaric, but if they are tamed, they are also good guards.

"Interesting, looking at the number of Jurchens in the city, it seems that there are not a few, it seems that Yeluzong really mobilized Jurchens from the north to help defend Shangjing, but I remember that the Jurchens were extremely discriminated against and oppressed in Liao, and they mixed with the Khitans, which was like a bomb that would explode at any time!" Di Qing stroked his short beard at this time and muttered to himself again.

Thinking of this, the corners of Di Qing's mouth couldn't help but show a little unpredictable smile, originally according to the previous plan, his attack on Shangjing was fake, but the real target was Raozhou, but if he could defeat Shangjing, it would definitely be better, but the wall of Shangjing was high and the city was deep, with these cavalry in his hands who were not good at attacking the city, even with the help of firearms, I am afraid it would be difficult to defeat Shangjing.

But now there is the variable of the Jurchens, if the Jurchens in the city clash with the Khitans, maybe he may still fill in the real possibility of conquering Shangjing.

Of course, as an excellent general, Di Qing would not pin his hopes on the Jurchens, so the above was just a possibility for him to think of, but before that, he would definitely have to act according to the original plan, if there was really a change in Shangjing, it would not be too late for him to come back at that time, and he only needed to pay more attention to the situation in Shangjing now.

At the same time that Di Qing attacked Shangjing, Gubeikou, which had not moved, finally sent troops, and the main general Cao Yu gave an order, and the 100,000 army fought out of Gubeikou, and the opposite Anle City had already been prepared, and the two sides started a decisive battle under Anle City.

"Boom boom boom~" Hundreds of artillery pieces are roaring, suppressing the Liao army at the head of the city and can't raise their heads, and the Song army under the city wall also kills the city with shields, some people climb up the city wall along the siege engine, and some make holes under the city wall, ready to put the siege tube in it and blast the city wall.

In the face of such a ferocious offensive, the Liao army at the head of the city was also very weak in the counterattack that was barely organized, and Yeluren, who was supervising the battle at the head of the city, looked at the menacing Song army below, and his brows furrowed even tighter.

The defense line of Anle City was almost built by Yeluren first, especially in recent years, the Great Song Dynasty sent troops to attack and harass from time to time, which made the Liao State operate the defense line of Anle City like an iron bucket, but even so, it was still very weak in the face of the attack of the Song army, especially the artillery of the Song army.

Although Yeluren had made some preparations in advance, he did not expect the salvo of artillery to bring them such a big threat, resulting in the destruction of some of the city's defending equipment, and the Liao army did not dare to raise its head under the threat of artillery.

Seeing that the situation was critical, Yeluren couldn't help but sigh secretly, and then ordered the prepared army to be transferred to the city, which temporarily suppressed the offensive of the Song army, but although the Song army was defeated, the artillery offensive was more violent, and the shells kept smashing into the city as if they didn't want money.

In fact, the cost of artillery is not cheap, just a shell has to be hundreds of Wen, it can be said that even if the artillery is given to the Liao State, the national strength of the Liao State cannot be used at all, but the Great Song Dynasty does not have this concern at all, even if the artillery is damaged because of too many cannons, they are not distressed, first, the national strength of the Great Song Dynasty is strong, the logistics are very sufficient, and secondly, Li Zhang has already educated these generals in martial arts, where you can use weapons to open the way, don't consume human lives, because compared to weapons, human life is the most valuable.

"Boom~" But at this moment, he suddenly heard a loud noise under the city wall, and the entire city was shaken, and Yeluren first grabbed the pillar next to him to stand firm, but his face was gloomy at this time, because he knew that this was the Song army's siege tube exploded, although he had already strengthened the city wall, but at this time he was also at a loss.

Sure enough, at the same time as the explosion, there were also several city walls in Anle City that rose dense smoke and dust, and the Liao army at the head of the surrounding city also fell, some of them were directly shocked to death, and the rest were bleeding from their ears and noses one by one, and they couldn't stand up for a long time. However, Yeluren didn't care about the casualties of the soldiers, and he was now worried about whether the walls of Anle had been blown up.