Chapter 197: Bloody Battle of the Siege

In the early morning, the light of the rising sun shines on the grassland, and in the morning breeze, there is a faint smell of blood.

On the vast grassland, countless Liao soldiers lined up in neat rows and walked forward strode forward. Everyone had a desperate and cruel expression on their faces, holding sharp swords and guns tightly in their hands, and the blue veins rose up on the back of their hands.

After losing almost all the war horses, they had no way out, and reinforcements were hard to expect. There was no other way out except to defeat the enemy and occupy the enemy's city.

Like a long dark cloud, the huge Liao army covered the grassland and slowly pressed forward, with a strong sense of depression covering the city of Hualie's tribe.

The defenders on the city wall all looked solemn. Everyone knew that in the face of such a group of mourning soldiers who had no way out, this battle would not be easy to fight.

The catapult in the city began to throw huge rocks and hit the Liao army. The screams rang out in the early morning, and the hit Liao soldiers fell on the grassland. Small gaps appeared in the middle of the huge team, but they were then filled by the Liao soldiers behind, and the entire army was still firmly moving forward.

As they were about to approach the range of bows and arrows, the Liao soldiers in the first few rows began to speed up and gradually started to run with big strides.

They all knew that the strong bows used by the Hualie army were extremely long and were much stronger than those used by the regular army of the Liao Kingdom. If you want to suffer less casualties and increase your chances of survival, you must rush over at the fastest speed before the enemy shoots the arrows to have a way out.

The sound of bowstrings sounded at the top of the city like thunder, and the rain of arrows fell as scheduled. The Liao soldiers were already stroking wildly, carrying sandbags, and rushing towards the moat ahead.

The arrows kept falling and shot into the Liao army like rain. The Liao soldiers were shot down by arrows while running wildly. The rest were still running desperately, making beast-like roars, lowering their heads, and no longer caring about so many. They just used their strength to rush forward as fast as possible.

Seeing a large number of companions falling down by their side, Liao soldiers finally rushed to the moat and threw sandbags into the river with force, splashing large splashes of water.

Heavy footsteps kept ringing, and more and more Liao soldiers rushed to the moat and threw sandbags into the river. After just experiencing the moat that guards dredged, they were once again filled with sandbags, gradually cutting off the river channel.

The sound of horse hooves came from afar, and a large number of fierce cavalrymen rushed from afar, holding high the flags of Hualie's troops, roaring loudly with horses, raising their longbows, and firing arrows towards the Liao army.

They rushed from the left and right wings, with thousands of people on both sides attacking the charge Liao army, and rushed into the queue like a blade, waving its shiny steel knife, cruelly harvesting the lives of the Liao soldiers.

On the flat grassland, the cavalry had a natural advantage. A large number of Liao soldiers were knocked out by war horses. The sharp steel sword swung in the air and slashed heavily on their heads. Blood shot out from their bodies. On the grassland, it instantly turned into a bloody killing field.

In the rear, the archers of the Liao army raised their longbows and shot arrows desperately at the cavalry of the Hualie tribe, trying to kill them with the rain of arrows. However, the cavalry of the Liao army tightly surrounded Yelu Huage and guarded the center of the rear formation, and did not dare to fight because there were only a few more than a thousand cavalry. If they fought against the cavalry of the Hualie tribe, they would die miserably, which would put the entire Liao army in a more unfavorable situation.

The Liao soldiers, who were slashed by the cavalry of Hualie, were also fighting hard, using all their strength to slash at the cavalry on the horse. They would rather use a few lives to exchange for the enemy's life than to find a way to kill them and relieve the pressure from other companions.

When there were no war horses and were in a dead end, the Liao soldiers who had experienced long-term battles became extremely fierce, fighting with the enemy's cavalry regardless of their lives, which also increased the number of casualties of the cavalry of Hualie's troops.

Although the cavalry of the Hualie tribe dispersed the Liao army and was slaughtering the enemy, the fierce resistance of the Liao soldiers exceeded their expectations, and the battle became more intense.

On the top of the city, Luo Dacheng looked at the fierce battle here from afar, raised his hand and signaled to the messenger beside him.

The majestic trumpet sounded on the top of the city and came from afar to the grassland. The cavalry of Hualie, who heard the trumpet, waved steel knives and chopped over the Liao soldiers beside them, rode out of the battle circle, and galloped towards the distance.

Their strict training allowed them to turn around and draw their bows after they left, and shoot sharp arrows at the Liao army, causing many Liao soldiers who were chasing them with excitement, to fall into arrows on their chests or doors, and die tragically on the grassland.

As soon as this wave of cavalry was running away, another wave of cavalry rushed to gallop, shooting arrows at the Liao soldiers from afar, and while running wildly, maintaining an arrow from the Liao army, shooting arrows at all the Liao troops.

The archers of the Liao army used a slightly worse range than theirs. Even if they pulled the bow desperately, the arrows they shot were only halfway and landed on the grassland. When they rushed out with their bows under the command of the Liao general, the cavalry of the Hualie army had already rushed far away and shot only the arrows that had left from afar, shooting a large number of archers to the ground.

In front, the Liao soldiers carrying sandbags rushed towards the moat, with sandbags, were hit by the rain of arrows from the front of the city and the archery attacks of cavalry rushing on both sides, with heavy casualties. However, the Liao soldiers, who had no way out, were still running hard, gradually filling the river surrounding the city with sandbags and corpses.

Under the guidance of Yelu Huage, tens of thousands of Liao soldiers began to run wildly and rushed towards the moat with sandbags. Even if thousands of cavalrymen rushed to them on both sides were shooting arrows at them, they could not stop the army from running.

Under the rain of arrows, the Liao soldiers were shot and fell down one after another. The bodies of corpses were spread across the formation, but the remaining Liao soldiers were still desperately throwing sandbags into the moat.

Under such a crazy impact, the moat that had just been partially dredged was once again filled with sandbags and corpses. The crazy Liao soldiers stepped on knee-deep water, crossed the river, and rushed towards the city ahead.

Behind the original moat, there was a newly dug river channel, but because of the hasty time, it was dug shallow and narrow. The Liao soldiers rushed over with a scream. The sandbags were thrown into the water, and quickly filled the river channel and rushed towards the city.

During this period, the soldiers on the city kept shooting arrows at them quickly. Under the rain of arrows, the Liao soldiers rushing towards the city wall fell one after another, and their bodies were lined up from the grassland to the bottom of the city wall.

Even if they rushed to the bottom of the city wall, the Liao soldiers had to face a more fierce attack on the rain of arrows. The city wall was high and slippery and could not climb up at all. The Liao soldiers could only wave their swords and guns and screamed at the enemy above. Arrows hit their heads and faces and chests, causing the Liao soldiers to fall to the sky, and blood flowed out of the arrow hole.

Behind, after seeing his companions filling the moat, the excited Liao soldiers screamed like jackals, carrying long ladders and rushing towards the city.

Under the city wall, there were already Liao soldiers. Regardless of the increasing casualties, they stepped on the piles of corpses, rushed to the bottom of the city wall with deep and shallow feet, and raised the ladder to let it rest on the city wall. Then they excitedly climbed up the ladder along the ladder, waving the steel knife in their hands, and shouting and swearing to let the thrusts on the city wall know their power.

Huge stones were pushed down from the city wall and hit the heads of the Liao soldiers. In an instant, brains splattered everywhere and blood burst out. Rolling wood rolled down from the city, smashing the Liao soldiers one by one, lying on the ground, howling in pain, and then their companions stepped on them without mercy, rushing up the long ladder, and climbing towards the enemy above.

The city guarding equipment placed on the top of the city played its role one by one. Amid the roars of the soldiers of the Hualie tribe, ladders were pushed away by long poles, falling down to the rear, and hitting the heads of the Liao soldiers below.

Arrows were still shooting out from the city and sprinkling onto the heads of the Liao soldiers outside the city. Inside the city, a large number of Hualie soldiers had already ridden their war horses, raised their long bows in a diagonal manner, shot the arrows diagonally upwards, crossed the city wall, and fell obliquely forward.

The Liao soldiers under the city were attacked by heavy rain arrows, and the Liao soldiers who rushed to the city also had to face the siege of a large number of soldiers of Hualie's tribe. The bodies were thrown off the city and hit the heads of their companions, and blood was splattered everywhere.

The short battle has brought about a large number of casualties. Luo Dacheng stood at the top of the city, waved his sharp blade, and slashed a fierce soldier who had climbed up to the city with half his head. He turned his head and shouted loudly to the commander, and handed over the order.

The sound of trumpets sounded at the sky above the city. In the middle section of the Liao army, the cavalry of Hualie who had been running back and forth on both sides, heard the order and immediately urged the horse to gallop and rushed towards the Liao army.

The Liao army was already used to their arrow attacks on both sides. When they suddenly saw them rushing towards them again, they were stunned. It was too late to transfer the archers to resist. They could only watch them rush to the Liao army brigade at an extremely high speed.

Following the moat, thousands of cavalrymen urged their horses to gallop, rushed into the enemy like a storm, waving their steel knives in the air, cutting off the Liao army that was charging.

On the opposite side, the cavalry that rushed against them rushed into the Liao army, swinging its steel swords, killing people's heads, and howlings shook the earth, turning this large grassland into a cruel killing Shura field.

Two cavalrymen cut off the Liao army into the third section and slashed and killed the defeated Liao soldiers. The Liao soldiers behind were also panicked by this sudden change, and the scene was chaotic.
Chapter completed!