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In the middle of June of the third year of Huangyou, the final deployment of the Song army before the attack had been completed, and the Liao army of more than 300,000 troops was compressed in the small area around the new city and could not be moved, and the surrounded Liao people lacked food, lacked morale, and even the water source was cut off by the Song army. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Unless there is strong foreign aid, Yelu Hongji will not be able to run away this time no matter what.

When all the conditions were ripe for a final attack, Renzong arrived at the battlefield with 50,000 forbidden troops who had arrived from Bianjing.

The Song army was majestic for a while, and every future and every unit was pinching their strength, waiting to show their might in front of the emperor.

More than 100,000 troops, dressed in neat armor and holding bright weapons in their hands, lined up in battle formations, knelt down at the feet of Renzong and shouted long live. The majestic momentum made Renzong's heart surge, this is the battlefield, as long as he gives an order, he will go to the soup for the Jiangshan Sheji of the Great Song Dynasty.

As long as he gives an order, these strong and strong soldiers will rush to the Liao military camp opposite, leaving no piece of armor to kill the Liao people who have been intimidating them by force. It wasn't until this moment that Renzong realized that he could control the fate of many people, the Holy Spirit, heavy, but desirable.

After the Song army's worship ceremony was completed, the generals of those Fanbang came forward one by one.

"The last Uighur multi-sticker pulled down, long live the Celestial Empire!"

"Tubo Jiaoluo, I am ordered by the king of Tubo to help the army of the Celestial Empire, as long as I give an order, I will be a pioneer of the Tubo soldiers!"

The generals of the vassal armies of the Song Dynasty, such as Dali, Zhancheng, and so on, all came today, and explained their heartfelt intentions to Renzong in the most heartfelt language they could come up with.

Renzong's face was slightly smiling, in fact, he wanted to laugh out loud, a few years ago, those people from Fanbang committed a crime in the Great Song Dynasty, and there were always envoys who spoke to him in those tones that seemed to be discussed, but were actually slightly threatening.

At that time, Renzong thought that they didn't understand etiquette, but now Renzong knows, they don't understand etiquette because they didn't see Song Jun's fist!

"Soldiers, please get up!"

"Long live thanks!"

The military camp of the Liao people is not far ahead, and the tsunami-like momentum of this mountain naturally cannot hide from the eyes of the Liao people, Renzong has already seen that the flag is waving in the Liao camp, and it is obvious that the soldiers are being mobilized.

The battle was about to be ordered by himself personally, and before the battle, Renzong had to do one more thing, that is, to give an ultimatum to the Liao people.

In fact, there is nothing more to say, Yelu Hongji is impossible to surrender, but this face-saving procedure still has to be performed, in order to show that Renzong gave the opponent one last chance and is a benevolent emperor.

After saying some morale-boosting words that had been prepared in advance, the army of more than 100,000 troops set up and prepared to attack. At the same time, the Song army on several other sides was also ready to charge.

Renzong has an advantage, that is, he is very modest, although it is said that he is the royal driver, but Renzong only planned to witness this battle with his own eyes, and never thought that he would personally command the soldiers to attack.

The army of more than 100,000 people advanced more than 300 meters and then stopped. Then he rode a fast horse and galloped to the camp of the Liao people to make a final persuasion to surrender.

The result, of course, was a failure. When the messenger returned to Renzong with the feathered arrow stuck in his shoulder to plead guilty, Renzong finally gave an order: "Since the enemy is stubborn, Mu Guiying!" ”

Mu Guiying came out of the crowd: "The end will be!" ”

"Hit."

Very simply, just one word. As soon as the end of this word landed, the spear in Mu Guiying's hand was raised, and the war drums of the Song army rumbled.

At this time, there was no strategy at all, the artillery fire of the Song army desperately tilted towards the camp of the Liao people, and an explosion shook the heavens and the earth, and even Renzong, who was still some distance away from the battlefield, felt that the ground under his feet was trembling.

The generals next to them were also shocked by this momentum! The Song army prepared thousands of artillery pieces for this battle, especially in the area in front of Renzong, where the artillery was even more dense. Half an hour later, the first line of defense of the Liao people looked as if they no longer had to fight.

Even so, the artillery fire of the Song army continued.

There are 300,000 elites of Liao people in this area, and the Song Dynasty has concentrated 800,000 troops.

The Liao soldiers under Yelu Hongji had long lost their fighting spirit, and the siege of water and food for several days in a row had wiped out the little courage they had left.

The artillery of the Song army took the lead, and the Liao soldiers in the camp were panicked like lost dogs. After a whole hour of bombardment, the artillery fire of the Song army finally stopped. If you use the kind of artillery that you have to say, even if it is a small caliber, such a long blow is enough to collapse the opponent. However, the artillery of this era was still a rudimentary form, and although it was very powerful in the eyes of those fanbangs, it still could not play a role in determining the surname on the battlefield.

When Chen Yuan had not yet brought the war into a hot weapon, hand-to-hand combat between the two sides was still the only means to decide the winner.

After the artillery fire stopped, the Song army on the right first attacked the Liao people, Wen Yanbo had the intention to show in front of Renzong, although he was a literati, he still raised a long knife high: "Soldiers! Pingliao! ”

Pingliao, the hundred-year-old dream of the people of the Song Dynasty has the opportunity to shout out on the battlefield today.

Fu Yongji pointed his gun forward: "The Song army will win!" Sons, follow me to kill the Liao dog! ”

More than 20,000 Song troops catered in unison, shouting "The Song army will win" while pushing towards the Liao camp.

As soon as the drums of war changed, the sword and shield men in the front row began to advance rapidly, separated by a distance of more than a dozen paces, and it was the turn of the second row, which was full of pikemen. Then there was a dense array of bows and crossbows, and as they pushed forward, they kept firing with the weapons in their hands.

Then there are the siege equipment.

Those Fanbang people also found a very special situation, that is, when a thousand Song troops charged, their generals always took the lead, rushing at the front, and running at the front.

But this time, Fu Yongji only heard his voice in the large array of 20,000 soldiers, which made the Liao people have no chance to attack the Song generals first.

More than 20,000 sergeants followed the rhythm of the war drums and advanced towards the enemy's formation, and the speed continued to increase.

The terrain of this area is endless, and the Liao people have cut down all the trees when they built the camp, and the remaining stumps were cut down by the later Song army.

Just as the 20,000 soldiers were about to rush into the camp of the Liao, the Liaoguo troops, who had been immersed, suddenly moved!

The quality of the Liao [***] team is still very high, and their soldiers also have the concept of a country, although they are facing a desperate situation, but the last line hopes that they are not willing to give up.

A neatly arranged Liao cavalry formed a dozen small phalanxes, the people in front held shields, and the Khitanbei people who were good at shooting in the back had already picked up their bows and arrows.

A desolate trumpet pierced through the rumbling drums of war, and echoed over the land. Those Liao cavalry raised their shields to withstand the crossbow arrows fired from the opposite side, like an unstoppable flow of iron crashing towards the charging Song army.

Before the people arrived, the accurate cavalry and archery kung fu made the charging Song army fall to the ground one by one.

Renzong looked a little nervous, he felt as if something was blocked in his throat, and touched it twice with his hand: "Tea." ”

The palace people on the side were busy bringing him tea, Mu Guiying turned around and hugged his fist at Renzong: "Long live, the people of Liao must not be willing to be tied to death, this is their dying struggle, please rest assured, our army has already prepared." ”

Mu Guiying's calm tone gave Renzong confidence, and he smiled slightly, hiding the turmoil in his heart, and turned his eyes to the battlefield in front of him.

"Shield wall! Erect a shield wall! ”

The sword and shield men in the front row immediately stopped, and put their shields together, and the pikemen put the head of his spear out of the gap in the shield.

Yelu Hongji rushed very smartly this time, he knew that the Song army's bows and crossbows were powerful, and if he sent that tide-like formation to attack forward, the Song Dynasty's long-range attack would be able to inflict heavy casualties. So he divided his troops into a phalanx of 500 men, and each phalanx had to be separated by a certain distance when attacking.

After all, the bows and crossbows and artillery of the Song army were not as accurate as the rifles and cannons of the later periods, and this method really reduced the casualties of the Liao people.

Streams of iron slammed into the shield array of the Song army, and for a while the screams came and went, Renzong looked at the corpses that kept falling on the battlefield, and his heart was sharply shocked, he suddenly heard a slight sound, but the teacup in his hand was constantly shaking.

He tried not to tremble, but he couldn't. The palace people next to him were very alert, and hurriedly stepped forward to take the teacup, Renzong shrunk his hands in his sleeves, and then looked around, and found that he didn't see what he had just done at this time, and his heart was calmer.

Everyone's eyes are staring at the battlefield, the battlefield is the chess game, and the clever chess players also put the thirty-two chess pieces in a wonderful way.

When the small phalanx of the Liao people continued to hit the large array of the Song army, the Song army behind did not support the attacked phalanx, but two more 10,000 phalanx advanced.

One left and one right were inserted from both sides of the battlefield, putting on a posture of wanting to flank the Liao cavalry that was rushing and killing in the center.

The horns of the Liao people also changed with the war drums of the Song army. The Liao people who were attacking suddenly turned around, and all the men and horses pounced on the Song army formation on the right. When he charged, he was as fast as lightning, and he had the potential to shake the mountains. The sharp turn but the slightest drag of mud and water, this is the elite!

(To be continued)