Chapter 632

In that case, it really hurt his self-esteem too much.

"Bring the Overseer team up and tell those bastards that those who don't go forward and kill the enemy and retreat will be killed!" Because he was impacted into the wall by the Tanguts, the formation began to look a little unstable and looked a little annoyed, and Liang Yikui, who tilted his head towards Wen Qi beside him.

"Don't worry, my lord, the last general will pass ......" Wen Qi, who was already stained with a lot of blood on his body, spat out, helped the iron helmet with a fresh knife mark on it, and rushed forward with the five hundred elite warlords.

And at this time, the sound of fighting and horses' hooves from the east suddenly became much more intense, and Liang Yikui couldn't help but subconsciously turn his head and look over there, vaguely, as if he saw the cavalry on both sides crashing and fighting together.

Before, the Mars rising in the sky, he also saw it once, and he was extremely glad in his heart, he was fortunate to have made up his mind in time, otherwise, that kind of thing that is far beyond the range of the side, even if it comes so many times every night, it is abandoned by Xixia, and he is trapped internally and externally, I am afraid that he will not be able to support it for even half a month, and the army will be in turmoil.

Fortunately, he surrendered to the Great Song Dynasty in time at that time, and at this moment, there is no need to face this disgusting and desperate weapon. And the Western Xia soldiers and horses, who did not attack during the day, but frantically attacked at night, must have been disgusted by this weapon that exploded and caused a fire when it fell on the head from the sky.

Only then did they have to risk a night assault, but I don't know if the Song army can protect their secret weapon. Just as Liang Yikui was thinking a lot, he suddenly heard a dense sound of hooves, and then the familiar roar of the Han people.

"Great Song Wansheng!" With thousands of roars, a full 2,000 yuan Yujia cavalry was rushing towards the flanks of the Western Xia Hou's horses who were frantically slaughtering towards the wall.

The sudden cavalry completely stunned the Western Xia soldiers and horses who were hardening with the soldiers, although they quickly reacted and intended to counterattack, but it was not easy for this side to pay a heavy price to stop the assault of the Song cavalry, and on the other side, a thousand yuan Yu armor cavalry came out early, and they rushed towards the Western Xia soldiers and horses who had just breathed a sigh of relief.

"Great Song Wansheng, brothers, kill me hard, don't fucking cowardly, don't let those brothers underestimate us, don't forget, we are also Han!" With a sound of encouragement, coupled with the timely appearance of reinforcements.

Let these originally demoralized soldiers suddenly feel that they are not cowardly surrenderers, but because we are also Han Chinese, and the cavalry of the Great Song Dynasty are also Han Chinese, they are our compatriots, and they are here to help us.

One or two soldiers' eyes turned crimson, and they roared angrily, struggling to fight back against the Western Xia soldiers who had squeezed into the wall.

One, two, ten, hundred, thousand, the morale was suddenly boosted, so that the Han army, which was not inferior to those Western Xia soldiers and horses in terms of combat effectiveness, dragged down those Western Xia soldiers and horses who wanted to retreat.

Wang Yang stood on the high platform, his hand had been replaced by the second incense stick, listening to the fierce fighting, the sound of horses' hooves, the interweaving of war drums and horns, watching the sparks continue to scatter in the ancient city of Wuyan, looking at the ancient city of Wuyan.

The fighting between the two wings and the front continued, but it couldn't stop Wang Yang's enthusiasm to continue fiddling with the two bed crossbows.

Although Sa Chen was deaf, his eyes could still see the battle in the face of the Song army's camp outside the east gate, and the assault on both wings not only failed to have an effect, but instead saw that the familiar iron harrier was relentlessly attacking towards the cavalry of Great Xia, crushing ......

"Damn, damn it...... Damn Empress Dowager Liang, if it weren't for your insistence, how could my Iron Harrier of Great Xia become an accomplice of the Song people! Sachen slapped the walls viciously and continued to roar angrily. Even if he couldn't hear it, if he didn't roar it out and vent it, he felt that he would be suffocated to death by this breath of fire.

At this moment, Fei Ting Darong's face outside the city gate turned pale, from the moment heavy cavalry appeared on both sides of the Song army camp outside the east gate, Fei Ting Darong understood that this night raid plan had failed.

The other party clearly expected that the defenders in the city would not be able to help but kill them, but Fei Ting Darong did not expect that the Song army would even take out the three thousand iron harriers.

Ordinary cavalry, facing the heavy cavalry that is attacking, is not an opponent at all, and in such a situation, the cavalry on both sides who go to the sneak attack can escape half of it.

The sound of fierce fighting from the south and north not only proves that the two sides have also become battlefields, but more importantly, since the other side has a backhand here, the two sides may also be in ambush at this moment.

"Blow the trumpet, withdraw the troops, tell the city, the archers pay attention to support and protection, and ...... quickly" Fei Tingda Rong gave the order hoarsely, otherwise, there was no way to tell the herald his orders on this battlefield where the fighting was earth-shattering.

Fei listened to Darong's roar, and let the herald blow the horn in time. And the north and south of the city also sounded the trumpet.

The Western Xia soldiers and horses who were ambushed retreated in the direction of the city wall, and above the city, countless feather arrows were shot, so that the Song soldiers and cavalry who intended to pursue had to stop regretfully.

Then there is the two sides using long-range weapons to continue to throw at each other, intending to inflict more damage on the other side. In the end, Fei Tingdayan and other Western Xia generals still led the frightened soldiers to retreat back to the ancient city of Wuyan.

At this moment, the fires in the city have been extinguished in many places under the rescue of countless Western Xia soldiers. But the gunpowder weapons that randomly fell from the air really gave the Western Xia soldiers and horses in the city a headache.

Once it falls, you have to rush to the rescue, otherwise, you only need to delay a little, and it will ignite those wooden or grass roofs or wooden walls.

The ancient city of Wuyan is not big, if those fires are allowed to rage, I believe it will not take a few nights, most of the Western Xia soldiers can only wrap themselves in blankets, snort and stay in those houses burned in ruins while watching the sky count the stars and the moon, and even have to be careful of the gunpowder weapons that may fall on their heads at any time.

"Of the fifteen thousand soldiers and horses who went out of the city, only more than 13,000 came back, damn Song Dog, really damn it. The old man didn't expect that they would expect our surprise attack and react so quickly. Fei Ting Darong sat on the couch, drank the steaming mutton soup, and scolded indignantly.