Dawn of the Empire

Chapter 210 Shouting to Heaven and Crying King Zhao (3)

Dark clouds covered the moon, except for the torches shining near the wall of the Khitan village, the snow in the distance could only be seen as a blur. Zhao Xingde tried his best to distinguish the figures of the Han soldiers who moved forward bit by bit. As they got closer, they had already entered the shooting range of bows and arrows, but the Han army continued to move forward, without stopping to shoot arrows.

"You can shoot arrows long ago!" Wang Tongdeng couldn't hold back, and said in a deep voice, "If you get closer, you will be discovered!"

Zhao Xingde glared at him, motioning him not to speak.While continuing to look forward, in the snow illuminated by the flames of the village wall, the shadows crawling one after another became more and more obvious, and Zhao Xingde's heart hung in his throat more and more.He also couldn't figure out why the Han army had to get so close.But God bless, I don’t know if it’s because the Khitan village is rarely attacked, or because the soldiers on duty just dozed off, more than 200 Han soldiers actually climbed to a place more than 30 steps away from the wall of the village without being found. They began to look for their own targets, and the five gathered in a pile, readying their bows and arrows. After the Han army dragging the ladder behind them also climbed up, the five Han troops aimed at a Khitan soldier protruding from the gap between the crenels on the top of the wall, swishing The swishing cold arrows 'shot' out at almost the same time!

With a scream of "Ah--", the battle officially kicked off.The two Khitan soldiers lay limply behind the city wall, and those who were not 'shot' began to shout in panic, and the alarm bell rang "boom-boom-boom" in the watchtower.The Han army lying in the snow shouted loudly, and the sound shook the crows in the woods not far away to fly up, croaking and flying to the sky.

Taking advantage of the panic of the Khitan people, every [-] Han soldiers behind were carrying a ladder and rushed forward desperately. Looking at the ladder moving fast in the snow, Jian Cheng shouted loudly, "Okay!" !” But Wang Tongdeng and Du Chuijiao were heartbroken and said: “What a pity!” “What a pity!”

Zhao Xingde also frowned tightly, no wonder the Han army did not shoot arrows until they were so close, five people aimed at one person, except for the first 'shot' which killed more than ten Khitan people, the arrows after that were more and more inaccurate and weak , the Khitans hid behind the crenels of the wall of the village, and shot arrows at the clumsy Han army in the snow, but the arrows and arrows all rushed towards the people, and there were still several arrows that were shot in vain.

"Han people, they are actually Han people!" Yelu Sala, who was panicked just now, showed an expression of disbelief.He crawled out of the bed, thinking it was the Jurchen attacking the camp. He wore his helmet crookedly and his armor was not fastened. When he went to the top of the city, he found that it was actually those men hiding in the mountains. He was so angry .

"Aim for 'shoot'!" "'Shoot' these poor ghosts to death for me!" Yelu Sala said angrily, bent his bow and set an arrow, and dodged out in an instant, only to hear a bang, and the arrow hit one carrying the ladder Han'er.Not long ago, he didn't have the national surname Yelu, and he was transferred from Shangjing to Dongdong Road a few months ago. The original envoy was Xiao Fengxian's confidant, and Yelu Dashi was carrying out an unprecedented large-scale purge in the Daliao court. Replace those old relatives of the emperor with the Khitan generals who followed him to lead the army.Yeluzara had little skill, and he didn't have a job in Shangjing, so he was assigned to this remote village to guard against the Jurchens.

Since the Jurchens captured the Huanglong Mansion, they have become more and more arrogant. Unexpectedly, the Han people will follow suit.Yeluzara hated his teeth so much that he shot arrow after arrow, and none of the arrows missed. There were less than a thousand soldiers in his village. Just now, he thought it was the Jurchens attacking the camp, so he lit the smoke immediately. However, when the reinforcements from the Commander arrived, they found that there were only a group of starving skinny men outside, and the envoy of the village, Yeluzara, was about to become the laughing stock of the whole Kaizhou.Back then, the centurion in the vanguard battalion under Marshal Dashi was laughed at as a coward. Thinking of this, Yeluzara couldn't help but blush and said, "***." He couldn't help but swear in Chinese.

However, after shooting seven or eight arrows, Yeluzar's breathing gradually became short of breath, and sweat broke out on his forehead.He saw the extraordinaryness of these siege men. Those Han soldiers were like haystacks moving in the snow, and their speed was not fast. His strength was close to exhaustion, and he even lost very little blood.However, under the rain of arrows that the Khitan people were both accurate and ruthless, these Han troops were still desperately pushing towards the wall of the Khitan stronghold. The people shot and hacked repeatedly, hitting the snow as hard as a fallen log.The ladder was erected three times, but was pushed down three times by the Khitan people with the rejection pole, but it was quickly built up again the fourth time.The Khitan people on the wall could even see the hatred in the eyes of the Han army. Some people began to be terrified, and some began to cower behind the wall.

There is nothing complicated about the simple camp of the Khitan people, and the same is true for the attacking side. Both sides are stubbornly fighting with their lives.In a short period of time, every time the Han army attacked the city, it would leave a place of corpses.With an iron knife in his mouth, Tong Yunjie rushed up the ladder with two shields in his hands.Every time he took a step, the crude ladder would shake violently, as if it would fall apart at any moment, and the arrows hit the iron surface of the shield with ping-pong noises, and he couldn't care less, since he was young, he had never been so courageous.

With a "snap", the machete slashed at the shield, Tong Yunjie's body swayed, and he almost fell off the ladder, but instead of trying to stabilize his figure in vain, he jumped forward and leaped over the wall in a fit. Before he could stand still, a Khitan soldier's scimitar slashed at his thigh, opening a blood groove.Tong Yunjie gasped in pain, the iron knife in his mouth almost fell to the ground, he threw away his arms and danced the two iron shields, one of which hit the head of the Khitan soldier who had no time to dodge, the man staggered As he fell down, Tong Yunjie dropped the shield with his right hand, took the iron knife in his mouth, and turned around to hold the scimitar of another Khitan soldier. At this time, another brother jumped down from the ladder and stood on his left side. Before he could breathe, two spiked arrows nailed the Han army's face as if they had eyes, and he fell down, dying without a sound.

Spike arrows shot from behind the wall of the Liao Army's stronghold one after another. Several Han soldiers who climbed up from this ladder fell down one after another. Tong Yunjie also got an arrow in his right leg. He was about to be unable to hold on. Leaning against the wall and the ladder, he desperately resisted the encirclement and killing of several Liao troops. "His grandma's grandma's. Grandpa put together three, which is enough!" A flash of understanding flashed in Tong Yunjie's heart, his right leg could hardly stand up.Suddenly, a powerful arrow shot out from under the wall of the village, and it hit a Khitan man on the forehead.

"Good arrow technique!" Tong Yunjie just said hello in his heart, and suddenly he felt a chill on his back shoulder. A Khitan man almost poked a hole in his shoulder blade from behind with a spear in his hand, and the Khitan people shot from the arrow feathers on both sides one after another. Going down, the Han army was suppressed below and could not come up.The Khitan man ruthlessly turned the spear around, and the intense pain almost exhausted Tong Yunjie's last breath of strength.He roared with all his strength, pushed aside a piece of offal that he had snatched up for cheap with the shield in his left hand, kicked him in the stomach, and pulled out the spear from his shoulder blade.The blood immediately soaked the whole half of the skirt, and Tong Yunjie's right arm could not move at all. He stared at the bulging eyes like dead fish, and yelled at three or four Khitan soldiers who surrounded him, actually scaring them away took a step.A spiked arrow hit the front door with a strong wind, and this brave Han fell on his back. The Khitan wall that he stepped on just now flew away, and the stars in the sky were extremely clear.The faces of the parents, wives and children who were lying in a pool of blood suddenly became very clear at this moment, with relief and smiles that they had never seen before.Tong Yunjie almost thought that he had forgotten them, and unconsciously murmured: "Go home?"

"It's a pity! What a man!" Du Chuijiao thought while bending his bow and shooting an arrow towards the back of the wall.Although the Han army who had just ascended the city fought to the last, they were still hit by the Khitans' back arrows, but they also tested the strength of the Khitans in the village.Zhao Xingde judged that there were not as many Khitans guarding the village as Pu Tieyan said, so he decisively ordered five hundred soldiers to press forward, with swords and shields erecting large shields, and archers suppressing the Liao army on the wall of the village. In the woods, the two hundred cavalry led by Wang Tongdeng and Jian Cheng also got on their horses, and they were the last reserve team.Before that, Wang Hengzhi had led the last more than 1000 Han troops to rush up again, shouting. The Han soldiers picked up the ladder from the pile of dead people and carried them up, and rushed towards the top of the city with almost no pause.

"Reverse, reversible!" Yelu Sala murmured, his face was a little pale, the wall of the village was almost lost just now, let these Han troops rush in, and the Khitan army's strengths in riding and shooting gallops disappeared. For invisible.Under the tent of the commander-in-chief, the centurion Yeluzara, who had always been known for his bravery, quickly made a decision.

"Five centurions got on my horses and rushed out with me to kill these desperate Han people, and the rest firmly guarded the wall." Yelu Sala gave orders to his deputy Yelu XV with a sullen face. Although His Majesty Dashi killed many old people in the imperial court, he quickly promoted new people to replace them.

"Don't worry, my lord, I swear to live and die with this village!" Yelu Shiwu said in a deep voice.After some fighting just now, Yelusala took away more than 400 horsemen and rushed out of the stronghold. There were more than 200 Khitan soldiers left on the wall of the stronghold, and there were more than 1000 Khitan women and children and hundreds of slaves in the stronghold.The servants were all locked up in advance.The healthy women who could draw bows and shoot arrows also had to go up the wall of the village, and the rest of the old and weak knew that they had encountered a strong enemy, so they stayed quietly in the room, praying to Changshengtian to kill the enemy.His Majesty Dashi just made the lives of ordinary people a little better, and let Changshengtian bless him to 'shoot' all the Jurchens and rebels.

The city gate of the Khitan village creaked open. At this moment, Wang Heng shouted excitedly: "Quickly grab the city gate!" Wang Rongjiu, a powerful general under his command, rushed up immediately with more than 200 "strong" soldiers. .However, Zhao Xingde's face changed slightly, and he shouted loudly: "Fix formation, be careful!" while ordering his personal soldier Liu Zheng to prepare to send out a signal! "The Khitan cavalry are about to go out of the city to charge forward. I don't know how many people there are. Wang Tongdeng and the others only have two hundred cavalry, and it is difficult for these Han troops to form a strong formation!"

The ground actually trembled slightly, Zhao Xingde and Wang Hengzhi's expressions changed greatly, because he not only saw the Khitan cavalry rushing out of the city wall, but also heard the real direction of the sound of hooves, a large group of ground cavalry was heading west. Facing this way, the sound of hooves is like thunder rolling in summer.

Zhao Xingde looked up at the straight smoke in the village, "Damn it, why did the Liao reinforcements come so fast!" A thought suddenly flashed in his mind, "The first battle in Liaodong, wouldn't it be a defeat!"