Liao soldiers, more and more, at first there were only three or three two of the scouts, when they were driven away by the hussars, they shouted loudly as if they were demonstrating, and later, hundreds of vanguard cavalry began to oppress the hussars on the periphery around them, and the arrows on both sides exchanged arrows.

Shang Zhongxin had already sent an envoy to Lingzhou to report to the emergency, in order to avoid damaging the backbone, the sergeant shrank back, he drew out a horizontal knife, crossed the war horse, and roared loudly: "There is nothing terrible about the Liao soldiers! What is terrible is the cowards among the companions! Don't forget, who is hiding behind you, retreating is to betray your parents, wives and children to the Khitans, and you can only fight with them!" Shang Zhongxin took a deep breath and said in a louder voice: "Fighting is the way to live, retreating is the way to die!" The Lingzhou army will rescue us!" He ran around the car twice, repeating the words so much that his voice was a little hoarse.

Not far away, the main force of the Liao army rushing to Lingzhou has arrived, seeing that there is no armor, and the Han people who are in chaos actually put on a posture of resistance, Yelu obliquely said with disdain: "The rabble!" The vanguard of the Liao soldiers 3,000 horses changed to war horses, under the leadership of the commander Hu Limur, loudly clamored to the Lingzhou regimental training car formation rushed over, before the people and horses arrived, the first rolled up the sky of smoke and dust, mixed with the roaring hooves of horses and shouting, a little flickering cold light, has made the opposite regiment training soldiers face frightened.

Liao rode to the front. "Release the arrow!" The first round of arrows rain came from the group training archers, and the Liao cavalry turned their horses to dodge, and at the same time took the riding bow in their hands, and just entered the firing range, they threw two arrows at the enemy formation, and the cluster of arrows fell into the Han array, and there was a panic, "raise the shield!" "Mom!" and "hide under the cart!" The sound of "raise the shield!" "Mom!" and "hide under the cart!" Liu Di stood with his back to the car formation, resisting the urge to turn back, or even turn back, seeing that the Liao soldiers were getting closer and closer, "Release the arrow!" Listening to a loud shout behind him, Shang Zhongxin's voice sounded so terrible in ordinary times, but at this moment it made the regimental training soldiers have a certain feeling. The archers released their arrows at such a close distance, even the elite of the well-trained vanguard of the Northern Courtyard was not easy to dodge, not to mention, they were trying their best to adjust their horses, looking for the weakness of the pikemen outside the car formation, dozens of cavalry screamed and fell off their horses, Shang Zhongxin sighed regretfully, if this round of arrow rain was sent by the bow and crossbow battalion in the army, the Liao soldiers killed should be several times this.

Seeing that the front of the Xia army did not collapse in a panic, the vanguard commander of the Liao army was not strong, and the cavalry ran to a distance of dozens of steps, he shouted an order, and the Liao army shot an arrow together, and the pikemen and archers sounded one after another dying screams, and the Liao cavalry suddenly turned their horses, and looked back at another arrow, and many regimental training soldiers who had just breathed a sigh of relief were caught off guard, and even the round shield was not able to raise it to cover it, and they were shot in the forehead, throat and other vital places.

Farther away, Yelu saw that the more than 10,000 regiments had been able to fight in columns, so he couldn't help frowning and whispered an order to the commander beside him. More than 20,000 Khitan cavalry who were waiting aside, ready to take advantage of the Han people's rout, rushed into the war horse, dragged the dead branches behind the horse, and began to gallop around the Han camp. The rain of arrows thrown from the sky has never stopped, and many old and weak people who can't dodge in the back have been injured by arrows.

At the same time, the smoke and dust affected the sight of the Khitan cavalry, under the counterattack of the archers in the array, there were not many regimental trainers who were shot dead and wounded, however, inexplicable fear, floated in the hearts of every regimental trainer, only when they heard the sergeants beside them who kept shouting loudly, their hearts would settle down a little. The sergeants of the hussars all dismounted their horses, or stood in the spear formation with swords, restraining the regimental training soldiers from moving, or standing on the chariot with bows, searching for the Khitan cavalry with a sharp gaze like an eagle falcon.

Suddenly, Centurion Pei Yun's eyes lit up, and he shouted violently, "Hold a gun!" More than 300 regimental training soldiers were frightened, subconsciously stretched out the spear forward, the tail end against the previously dug pit, with all his strength to hold the long and hard spear shaft, this action was just completed, there were hundreds of Khitan cavalry rushed out of the smoke and dust, with a huge momentum unceremoniously crashed into the spear array, splashing flesh and blood, trampled soldiers, fallen off the horse of the enemy horse, and then rushed up to swing the knife and slash the Liao soldiers, shouting loudly, struggling to stab, almost in just a few breaths, the dust on Liu Di's face covered the paleness underneath, his throat was very dry, he couldn't care about fear, if he didn't follow the actions in the winter training at this moment, is a death. Suddenly, the Khitan cavalry flew away like a horse, and the regimental trainers who were lucky enough to survive looked at each other, with only happiness in their eyes, and every battle was a gamble. "Guns, whole team. The sergeant's voice was heard again.

Yelu looked at the smoke and dust raised in the distance with a gloomy face, and more than 20,000 horsemen ran around the Han army camp for a long time, but did not reach a decisive breakthrough, at this time, the Khitan cavalry occupying the upper hand had already lit the fire that released the poisonous smoke, and the cavalry began to collect their troops and gathered in the upwind position to prepare to charge.

The yellow-black poisonous smoke with a choking smell, mixed with the wind and dust that had just been trampled by the cavalry, drifted through the regimental training barracks, and a heart-rending cough sounded everywhere, and the children who had just fallen asleep cried loudly. "Thankfully, the marching division is thoughtful. Captain Shang Zhongxin strangled his mouth and nose with a strip of cloth soaked in water, and at the same time drew out three thousand spearmen and two thousand crossbowmen from other directions and arranged them in the direction of the wind.

It was getting late, and the tired regimental training soldiers sat on the ground relying on the cart, Shang Zhongxin licked his chapped lips, the place besieged by the Liao soldiers was a plain, and there was no water source for three feet of digging into the ground.

On this day, the Lingzhou regimental training paid several times more casualties than the Khitans, and most of the sergeants under Shang Zhongxin's command were wounded. "If it is an infantry army, the Khitan people can be as arrogant. Shang Zhongxin sighed, the infantry army has a strong Mo swordsman, a heavily armored spearman, a divine arm crossbow, a crossbow, a stone thrower, and a fire oil bomb, all of which can break a few Khitan canine teeth in one bite.

In the distance, in the night, the Khitan people shook their torches all over the sky, as if they were connected with the starry sky in the sky. In order not to rest the Han army, the Liao soldiers kept beating drums. Yelu also sighed, the Han Minsheng car formation, which he thought would be crushed with one blow, actually did not break the siege all day, he looked at the south, and Lingzhou, which was originally within reach, seemed to have become distant.

Faintly, there was a singing voice from the Han army barracks, which was the sergeant encouraging the morale of the regiment training. The winter training of the Xiazhou regiment does not pay special attention to the training of combat skills such as horsemanship, fighting, and archery, but emphasizes military orders, discipline and morale.

"When the boy was fifteen or twenty years old, he won the horse on foot. Shoot the white-fronted tiger in the mountain, and be willing to count the yellow beards. One body fought three thousand miles, and one sword was once a million divisions. The Han soldiers were as fast as a thunderbolt, and the captives were afraid of thistles. Liu Di held the spear in his arms, leaned sideways on the wheel and took a nap, his eyes were red, and the Khitan cavalry attacked several times at night, but he was blocked back by the sergeant on duty leading the regimental training, he was extremely sleepy, and gradually fell asleep with his eyes closed.