For the artillery battalion, the enemy cavalry appeared very suddenly. The battlefield was originally a wilderness. As hundreds of thousands of Liao and Jin armies fought here for several days, military formations and camps were everywhere blocking their sight. The corpses were everywhere, and the supplies were messy. The cavalry was running around, and the black smoke was everywhere. When the five thousand palace cavalry reappeared, the Jin army units on the periphery had already discovered that the artillery battalion was in the middle of the battlefield. On the battlefield where hundreds of thousands of troops were fighting, the five thousand cavalry said not much or less, and Wanyan said no loss, Wanyan Loushi, Wanyan Zonghan and other Jin generals all restrained their subordinates to be on the battlefield, but did not send troops to intercept or expel them in time, and no one even notified the artillery battalion in the march.

The five thousand cavalrymen seemed to be aimless, but their target was very clear. The Jin army's artillery battalion posed a great threat to the Liao army. Yelu Guan was carrying His Majesty's military order and would never withdraw his troops without defeating the artillery battalion. His reconnaissance cavalry had already stayed near the artillery battalion. After learning that the Jin Dynasty artillery army had left the camp, the five thousand elite cavalry immediately dispatched. After wandering around the Jin army's forces for a moment, Yelu Guan judged that the Jin army's troops were determined to attack the Liao army's camp, and no one came out to stop the partial division. He immediately led his cavalry to attack the Jin army's artillery battalion.

When the five thousand elite cavalry bypassed the flank camp and suddenly appeared, they were less than two hundred steps away from the Han army artillery battalion in the marching. If it were an ordinary infantry, they would have been in chaos and had no power of resistance. The Han army artillery battalion made a quick decision to give up the front and rear chariots and horses, and almost collapsed into a circular formation when it was almost impossible to send out, so that Yelu Guangao took a look.

"Prespect Army!" "This is the Palace Spectator Army!"

After seeing clearly that the cavalry was wearing white armor, the Jurchen archers and the Han army spearmen whispered to each other, and their faces were filled with fear. Since the battles over the past few days, the palace tent army has left a deep impression on the Jin soldiers. Not only are the armor strong and the soldiers are powerful, but the cavalry and infantry battles are also very good. Sometimes, when the Jin soldiers were about to break through the defense of the Liao army, a team of palace tent soldiers was sent to stabilize the situation.

Accompanied by the sound of the horses' roaring hooves, there was a special sound of "shing" armors colliding. Each of the fine iron scale armors worn by the cavalry were repeatedly forged. Although they were not as strong as the heavy armor of the Tiger Wing Army of the Xia Kingdom, they were better than light and fast, and their protection against arrows was better. The five thousand palace cavalry rushed straight to the Han army artillery camp that had been hurriedly formed on the open ground. A white iron stream was very eye-catching on the messy battlefield.

"Wu Shu, what should I do?"

Wanyan Zonghan looked at the white-armored cavalry who was rushing forward at lightning, licked his lips, and was eager to try. He was very lucky. When he was the first to rush forward, an iron marble penetrated two layers of iron armor and one layer of cowhide. Although he almost knocked him down, he did not hurt the vital points. After a simple bandage on his left shoulder, Wanyan Zonghan simply took off his iron armor and only wore light armor to fight. In Wanyan Zongbi's view, on this battlefield where arrows fly, he was indeed looking for death.

"Do you want to save that Han man?" Wanyan Zongbi asked without answering, frowned and asked.

"Bah!" Wanyan Zonghan spitted on the ground with disgust, dispelling his idea of ​​leading the army to intercept. Anyway, his Majesty did not issue an order. On this huge battlefield, Wanyan's words were not lost, and Wanyan Loushi had no military orders. No one could care about each other. Zhao Xingde just now refused his request to send two thousand infantry troops to attack the Liao army camp. "Liaogou was defeated again and again. The Jurchens could defeat Yelu Dashi as long as they had a little more effort. Does the Han man think he was so important?" Wanyan Zongbi looked at the loose round formation of the Han army and sneered slightly, but it was a pity that the Jurchen archer who sent the artillery camp.

The Liao army's iron cavalry was like a group of wolves pounced on the artillery battalion. Zhao Xingde stood on a cannon cart, holding a strong bow in his hand, facing the direction of the cavalry. In the moment of formation, the Liao cavalry had rushed to within a hundred steps. The Jin Dynasty attached the most importance to the cavalry, and the Jurchen archers responsible for protecting the artillery battalion were all deputy soldiers. If it were not for a large war, they would usually just farm and hunt in various divisions. Fortunately, the Jurchen tribes fought for years, and these deputy soldiers knew that under the impact of the cavalry, they would have no physiology. Therefore, although they were frightened, they still maintained their formation and bent their bows and arrows.

"Let me go!" Zhao Xingde gave the order, the two thousand Jurchen archers released the bowstrings in turn and continued to shoot arrows at the Liao army cavalry. However, in front of the five thousand cavalry rushing forward, the arrows seemed a little sparse. Moreover, even if many arrows hit the Liao army's armor, they could not pass through, and were bounced away instead.

"One,..." "Two,..."

"Quick! Quick!" Zhang Yandao's heart was as impatient as a cat's claw, but he could only close his mouth and load ammunition for the musket according to the sergeant's command. The musket gun fired very cumbersome and had great movements. The gun gun battalion could only stand in front of the circular array and lined up into five teams. In his vision, there were the Liao army cavalry rushing towards him. The roaring hooves were deafening, as if he wanted to step the infantry in front into powder.

"Three,..." "Four,..." The earth's vibration is getting worse and worse.

Zhang Yandao listened to the command with all concentration, poured the ammunition bag into the muzzle, compacted it with a pole, supported the stick, took out the fire stick, shook it brightly, and prepared to ignite it. The last trembling was left to retreat into the spear formation. Although it was unknown whether the spear formation could block the Liao cavalry, it could always avoid it for a while. Zhang Yandao closed his breath and waited for the final order to ignite the last order. However, he heard the sound of "tick" and "tick" in his ears. His eyes looked down, but the musket gunman next to him was trembling all over, and the crotch was wet under his pants, dripping water ticking down.

"Unfortunate!" Zhang Yandao frowned, took a deep breath, and wiped out his fear from his mind with all his strength.

"Five!" The first row of musketeers lit the medicine leads at the same time and pressed the rod with their shoulders. Zhao Xingde and Liu Zhijian nodded with satisfaction at the same time. The musketeers were not wrong at all, even the one who was so scared that they peeed. The gunpowder leads were burning. "Quick! Quick!" Zhang Yandao felt his mouth dry and his tongue was getting closer and faster, as if he was about to hit his body.

Yelu Guan clamped his horse with his legs, bent his bow and arrows with his hands, and shot an arrow into the sky. Mingshang rushed straight into the sky with a sharp and harsh sound. The cavalry following Yelu Guan shot arrows one by one, and the sky was full of arrows and feathers, drew an arc, and landed densely in the circumference in front. The arrows were like rain, and many Han soldiers with thin armor were shot. The Liao soldiers were too dense to avoid them. The Han soldiers holding spears screamed from time to time, and some even fell to the ground without saying a word.

With a "clang" sound, a heavy arrow shot on the iron helmet, as if it was hit by a stick. The tinnitus sounded, and there was a sense of dizziness. "Fuck!" Zhao Xingde gritted his teeth and cursed, "What a heavy arrow!" He bent his bow and shot out, and the arrow broke through the wind and shot into the face curtain of a war horse. The feathers penetrated into the skull. The war horse rolled and fell to the ground, and the cavalry could no longer see it. The enemy cavalry was bullied, and two thousand Jurchen archers aimed each one, bent their bows and used arrows to fight back. However, Zhao Xingde used a strong bow, which could shoot through the face curtain of the Liao army's war horses. Jurchen archers

But this is not the case. The cavalry in the palace tent was wearing armor, the curtains, the neck of the chicken, and the chest was made of iron scale armor. After the horse was tied, it was parasitic with thick leather armor. Ordinary Jurchen archers could only shoot near, and arrows could penetrate the armor. The poisonous arrows they used could not penetrate the iron armor, which was useless. The imperial guards of the Song Dynasty liked to use hard bows and light arrows, which could attack far away. The cavalry in the Liao Dynasty was good at using soft bows and long arrows. Although the range was not as good as that, they were better. The cavalry in the palace tent was the elite selected by hundreds of thousands of Liao troops. The horses could run with heavy loads, and people used strong bows and long arrows. The two rounds of arrow feathers shot against each other, and the cavalry in the palace tent had the upper hand.

Only fifty steps away from the infantry round formation. At this distance, the Liao cavalry was extremely accurate in shooting arrows. Before the two armies could connect, the outer musket gunmen and spearmen were damaged by 10%. At the same time, the Jurchen archers could penetrate the armor by firing arrows, and the cavalry began to chase down the horses continuously. The palace tent army had to change the direction of the horse to avoid the arrows. At this time, the Liao cavalry could see the fear expression on the opponent's face.

"Will you still run for life when you reach this level?" Yelu Guan said intimately. If it were an ordinary infantry, he would have turned around and fled long ago. If it were not forbidden, even the Liao cavalry with armored men and horses would not be willing to rush straight to the enemy. But if he could destroy the Jin artillery battalion in one fell swoop, he would be able to pay some losses. Seeing that he was approaching the enemy's formation, the cavalry of the palace tent controlled the horse with both legs and the war horses were very well trained. He immediately turned left and right, and the cavalry bent his bow and arrows, taking advantage of this short pause, the arrows were shot out. The palace tent army shot arrows within thirty steps, and could penetrate most armor.

Just at this moment, "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang! Bang!" The sound was loud. Before Yelu Guan could react, the two cavalry around him rolled and fell to the ground. The war horses were turning, but the cavalry were holding bows and arrows in both hands, and they controlled the horses with their waists and legs. Although many cavalry were not hit, they fell off because the war horses were frightened.

"artillery!"

Yelu Guan looked back and saw many spearmen running back to the formation. "Damn it!" He treated the group of "cannoners" in front as spearmen. Yelu Guan cursed secretly, turning around and firing another arrow, and the arrow penetrated straight into the back of a musketman, and then he vented his anger. The cavalry in the palace tent rushed into the formation with a pattern. The front team fired arrows and then returned to the back team, so continuous that it was not until the enemy formation disintegrated that the horse rushed into the enemy's gap.

Zhang Yandao and the surviving first team of musketeers rushed into the formation. "Blessed by Bodhisattva!" Before he could breathe, the sergeant's order sounded again. "Damn it!" Zhang Yandao's mind was blank. "Do you still have to go out of the formation?" He subconsciously took out the musketeer brush, brushed the musketeer twice, but didn't look at it. He inserted the brush back to his waist, took out the ammunition bag and held it in his hand, waiting for the second military order. The second team of musketeers had lit the medicine lead and looked ahead with all his concentration. The black smoke from the musketeer mixed with the smoke and dust from the cavalry. It was not clear before. There was a vague idea of ​​how many cavalry were rushing around, which was even more terrifying.
Chapter completed!