Dawn of the Empire

Chapter 5

"Boom-boom--"

Numerous grenade explosions produced a burst of flames, and shrapnel flew in all directions, causing the Liao army under the artillery barracks to be devastated and screaming.However, not long after, another group of Liao cavalry rushed to the front of the artillery barracks. "Why is the Liao thief suddenly not afraid of death?" Du Chuijiao waved and shouted, "Hurry up, throw it down!" Hundreds of smoking grenades were thrown down immediately...

"General Zhao!"

Zhao Xingde shook his head, and once again rejected the request of the soldiers to retreat to the camp.

He has been listening to the sounds from all over the place, making guesses in his heart, and confirming with the messengers who come to report from time to time.However, the haze on the battlefield has been getting heavier and heavier.The cavalry of the Liao army seemed endless in the darkness. In the dark night sky, smoke and dust mixed together, making it impossible to see the situation of the battle clearly.From time to time, a group of cavalry from the Liao army rushed forward, and the gunners guarding the central army fired a row of guns.The Song troops of each battalion guarded the camps tightly, but in the dark night, except for the Yabing Battalion, they did not dare to go out of the camp to investigate.Between the camps, there was a chaotic sound of horseshoes from time to time.At this time, the Song army guarding the short wall of the village would release a row of guns, and the state and county soldiers were even more unbearable. There was little trouble, so they set up the guns for a while. It was lively, and from time to time there were patches of dense firecrackers.

From the fortress on the hill came the sound of cannons, the sound of gunfire, and the sound of horseshoes.On the north side of the suppressing army camp, all the generals surrounded Yue Fei, looking solemnly at the north, the flash of the muzzle in the darkness was particularly obvious even in the dancing firelight all over the mountains and plains.

"Marshal, what shall we do?" Yang Zaixing couldn't hold back, his fists were clenched tightly.

Zhang Xian and Wang Gui glanced at each other without speaking.The faces of the other township generals also turned serious.At night, the enemy's situation is unknown, so it is easy to send troops, and the cavalry is useless. The infantry is most afraid of being ambushed by the enemy's cavalry, and they may not return at nineteen.

"Zaixing led the Tabai Battalion to go out to investigate the enemy's reality," Yue Fei said in a deep voice, "The rest of the troops guarded the camp tightly, and they are not allowed to fight until they are ordered by the general!" He pondered for a moment, and then said, "Back to the camp Horse, wait for the banner of the light to go to battle." This is the greatest support that the town can give.Night battles are most likely to be self-disrupted. A large formation of infantry rushes to help at night, and encountering cavalry, shooting, harassment and cavalry rampage is no different from death.

"Follow the order!" Zhang Xian and Yang Zaixing followed the order loudly.Hundreds of Tabai Battalion cavalry galloped out of the camp, and soon fell into darkness.In the distance, the light of the fire flickers on and off, the sound of guns and guns shouting and killing, sometimes dense, and sometimes silent, and even the military situation reported by the stepping envoys is also changing rapidly. Sometimes it is said that they encountered a large group of Liao cavalry, sometimes they said Liao soldiers were bluffing, Sometimes it is said that the Liao soldiers were defeated and retreated, and sometimes it was said that the Liao soldiers made a comeback.Yue Fei only ordered the Beiwei Battalion to charge across the enemy's army outside the shooting range of the hill's artillery fortifications, interfering with the Liao army's attack on the artillery fortresses, while the troops of the suppression brigade remained cautious.

"Damn it, you can't see anything?" a voice complained from the northwest side of the artillery barracks, "This is blind shooting!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Liu Zhijian shouted, "Fire!"

"Boom-boom-"

"Boom boom-"

The sound of the guns shook the sky, the thin iron skins of the cannonballs were torn apart in the air, and the cannonballs shot into the darkness like raindrops.The gunners complained, but they didn't dare to neglect their work.After all, firing a cannon can also strengthen your courage.Can't see the enemy's tension clearly, it's more like an invisible whip, forcing everyone to load ammunition faster and fire.Sweat and gunpowder were mixed together, and the fire was shining from time to time. Everyone had a painted face, and most of them were panting and sweating profusely.Under the fortress, gunners stepped forward row by row, and handed over the loaded guns to the people in front, and fired "bang bang bang bang" downwards, and the officers kept issuing the command "fire", completely Going against the habit of saving ammunition is a matter of life and death, let's live through the night first.

The attacking cavalry of the Liao army did not feel well either. Although the Song army could not see the enemy's approach clearly, most of the original artillery positions were covered by cross-firing fire from the side. Every Song army camp was defending to the death. The soldiers are all using their greatest strength to fire their cannons with all their strength.The cavalry of the Liao army did not worry about being bombarded by artillery in the distance. Once they entered the narrow area in front of the camp, they felt the bullets flying across the sky. The density was not weaker than in the daytime. The man and the horse fell to the ground.The dark night covered up the heavy casualties ahead. Under the pride of the Khitan people and their eagerness to turn defeat into victory, the commanders led their troops into the battle, and the cavalry rushed towards the Song army's artillery barracks like a tide.

"Bang bang—"

"Bang bang bang-"

Commander Su Butai listened attentively, and after the Song Army's firecrackers exploded like beans, Subotai drew out his scimitar and shouted loudly: "Rush!" The first rider rushed forward, "Kill—" "Cut off Song Zhu's head!" Hundreds of Khitan cavalry shouted loudly and drew out their scimitars, urging their horses to follow closely behind. Countless knives shone in the flames.This is the experience gained in exchange for the lives of countless warriors. There is an interval between the firing of the Song army's artillery and blunderbuss. This short interval is an excellent opportunity for the cavalry to attack.The low walls of the outer camps have all disappeared, and there is only a gentle slope in front of the charging Liao army. Behind the short antler camp is the Song army's artillery barracks.

The horses and iron hooves were chaotic, and the Liao soldiers desperately approached the artillery barracks. Behind the low wall of the village, it was dark, and the defenders looked as messy as weeds, and they were "forced" by the cavalry like hurricanes. Hastily retreated. "Come on!" Subotai shouted loudly, all the blood in his body surged up.The ground was soft, and it was hard to tell which was the dirt and which was the fallen corpses, so Subotai rushed over without hesitation.In a short distance, the war horses can rush across in just a few breaths, and the Liao soldiers waved their scimitars, shouting and killing loudly.

Suddenly, "Boom——" "Boom——" There were several loud noises under the horse's belly, fireworks mixed with shrapnel. Going north, half of his body was stiff with pain, and the veins on his forehead burst out, and he yelled in the direction of the Song army's artillery barracks: "Kill!" But the horse fell down, and pressed the Subutai underneath.He only vaguely felt that countless cavalry rushed up from around him and rushed up to the camp of the Song Army, and those messy infantry like weeds were killed together.

"Get stabbed!"

"Get stabbed!"

Shouts resounded from the Song army camp, Lu Mingyu snorted, and grabbed a big ax with both hands.The Zuojun Ya Barracks rushed forward against the retreating musketeers, and collided with the enemy's cavalry almost as soon as they formed their formation.The long-handled ax slashed heavily on the chest of the horse, and the horse let out a mournful cry. Lu Mingyu's arms were numb from the shock, and he threw the ax away. Two soldiers rushed up to guard him. Lu Mingyu shouted: "What are you doing! Go quickly Kill the enemy!" Like a mad tiger, he drew his horizontal knife again, roared, and rushed towards a fallen Liao army cavalry.There was a lot of shouting and killing on the camp, and the Song army and the Liao army were fighting everywhere.The cavalry seemed to keep charging upwards, until the cannon sounded again, and the momentum of the attack weakened a little.

As soon as he commanded the gunners to rush over for reinforcements, Lu Mingyu frowned and said, "So much, what about the others?"

There should have been [-] soldiers in the first command, but there were only a few more than [-] soldiers. The officer who led the army said with a sullen face: "I met Liao bandits on the road, and as soon as the cavalry rushed down, there were only so many brothers left." Maybe it was Just after a bloody battle, the left army is in control, and the officers don't have much awe.

"I see, I'm sorry." Lu Mingyu's tone softened.In the face of a surprise attack by the cavalry of the Liao army, it is rare to keep half of the subordinates.Pointing at the wall with gaps, he ordered: "Replenish it first!" The gunners who were defending the artillery fortress suffered heavy losses, and the Yabing Battalion had just fought a fierce battle and needed to rest. Although there were few support soldiers, they came to get them. when. "Yes!" The officer didn't say anything, and led his men forward very neatly.Lu Mingyu's heart moved, and he asked, "What's your name?"

"The last general Xu Guodong."

"Oh," Lu Mingyu nodded, and said, "Go, after this battle, I will ask General Zhao for your credit."

"Thank you, my lord." Xu Guodong left without looking back, busy commanding more than 200 soldiers to fill the gap in the weak wall.This somewhat impolite behavior made Lu Mingyu look at him even more. "There are so many talented people around the general, so why not worry about a major event!" A thought flashed through Lu Mingyu's mind, and he turned around and arranged for his subordinates to secure the camp.After a series of bloody battles, the shock brought by Liao Qi gradually passed, and the Song Army's defense was somewhat organized.

Another hour passed, and the sound of horseshoes outside gradually diminished. The Liao army seemed to be unable to conquer the artillery barracks, and once again lowered their flags and left.

The cavalry of the Liao army receded like a 'tide'. After fighting for nearly two hours, many soldiers were tired and sleepy, their eyelids seemed to be glued together, and they were so sleepy that they dared not fall asleep.Zhao Xingde ordered his subordinates to take turns to rest. While on duty, they filled up the gaps in the camp with earth, rocks and wood. After this night of tossing, all the soldiers realized the importance of the camp. Any gap in the wall may require their lives on the battlefield. to add.Without the supervision of the Chinese army, I am afraid that the Khitan cavalry will make a comeback again.

The cavalry of the Liao army did not appear again, and the east gradually revealed a gleam of paleness.

Zhang Jiurong looked at the ray of light in the distance. "It's finally dawn." He exhaled and sat down on the ground.At dawn, the gunners can block and shoot at the large cavalry two or three miles away, and the defenders are much more calm.In this night battle, most of the people fighting bloody battles around the important artillery fortresses were from the headquarters of the Baoyi Army.The Raozhou camp just fired a row of guns to the outside. Fortunately, the barracks of the Raozhou camp were solidly built, and there was no cavalry from the brigade to attack.For Zhang Jiurong, the most intense, tragic, and lively battle that he had ever experienced in his life ended so blandly, even a little inexplicably.