"Fire—" "Fire—"

Accompanied by the commands of the cannon leader, round iron bombs weighing five pounds penetrated the rain curtain and fell into the dense crowd with huge inertia. After the simplest correction, each shell would bring a large piece of screams and flesh. The pale-faced Liao army had not yet recovered from the fear of the flood, but suffered violent shelling. Most people lost the ability to think, and all that was left was endless fear and panic. The gurgling blood and rain mixed together to form countless blood-colored streams, and dead bodies and blood continued to flow into the surging floods around the highlands.

This situation was as terrifying as hell for the Liao army. They gathered together and could not avoid it.

"Sir, sir!" Yelu Xianzhen looked over and saw the deputy general Xiao Sala shouting at him.

Xiao Sala squeezed over desperately and shouted: "We are so at a loss when we were bombarded like this!" Yelu Xianzhen remembered that he was a member of the queen's tribe, a young man with a strong spirit. This time he followed him to Fangzhou, probably because there was no danger, but he could accumulate military merit. Seeing the soldiers around him trembling like walking corpses, Yelu Xianzhen understood that this was a flood and shelling that completely destroyed morale. The so-called defeat was like a mountain falling down, which was the situation. He was in a trance, and Xiao Sala had already squeezed in front of him. His face was covered in mud and said roughly: "Sir, you must kill the cannons of the Song people!"

"Kill it?" Yelu Xianzhen looked at the raging flood, sighed, and shook his head weakly.

The Song army's artillery was opposite the flood, how to kill it? Flying over? The army's morale was lost, you or me? He looked at the surrounding subordinates again. In a panic, many soldiers were incompletely dressed in armor and even lost their horses. Xiao Sala followed his gaze and understood that under such circumstances, Yelu Xianzhen had lost his fighting spirit. "The army and horses of the Great Liao Dynasty drove south and had never been defeated. Did he just admit defeat?" He stared at the flood fiercely. Xiao Sala was not well versed in water. Even if he was determined to fight, he was afraid that he would drown himself if he could not swim the other side.

After several rounds of artillery attacks by the Song army, the sign troops began to flee, while the Khitans squeezed together instinctively. The narrow high ground was so crowded that they could not get into the foot. The drizzling raindrops fell endlessly, but at this time they felt like a bone-chilling cold. The dark night sky, the deadly shells flying over from time to time, make people frightened to the point of despair. Some were frightened and shouted like crazy, some were squeezing around on the narrow high ground, avoiding the shells flying from somewhere, some were pushed down and trampled to death, and more people were squeezed into the flood, some were trapped in the mud, some were flooded by the surging flood, and no longer could see the clear sky.

The flood formed by the breaking of the dike came and went quickly. After a brief rage, the flood gradually receded. At dawn, there was a muddy swamp outside Fangzhou City, and the Liao army was washed away by the flood. Under the intentional instigation of meticulous work, most of the signature troops fled. The remaining Liao army gathered on several high grounds and survived the bombardment all night, leaving less than two thousand troops. At this time, the Liao army had completely given up the idea of ​​conquering Fangzhou, and wanted to escape from Fangzhou, a haunted place. As soon as the flood receded, the Liao army on various high grounds rushed to the east, pulling horses, and the remaining defeated generals struggled to march in the mud.

However, Lu Mingyu, Luo Xian and other generals appeared with their subordinates. Most of the soldiers of the Baoyi Army were from water bandits, wearing bare legs and straw sandals, and were covered with light paper armor. They isolated the Liao army's troops, and then shot arrows to the Liao soldiers who were marching in the mud. At this time, the battle was already one-sided massacre. The Liao army had no ability to counterattack in a hurry. Seeing that their companions fell one by one in the mud, the remaining people lost their last bit of courage. Before the Baoyi Army persuaded the surrender, the Liao army had all knelt in the mud and water, and the battle was over.

"Is that over?" Du Chujiao rubbed his hands, looking very regretful, "It's too fast."

"It's over." Gao Su sighed, "General Zhao overestimates these Khitans."

Around the artillery position, the defense lines set up by two thousand musketeers with deer antlers and pickets were made according to the requirements of dealing with the neat heavy-armored cavalry. Because it was the first battle, the officers were asked to prepare to fight the cavalry with guns. However, after learning that the battle was over, the musketeers all breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt unwilling to accept it. Especially when they saw other units of the Baoyi Army escorting teams of prisoners everywhere, catching the horses scattered in the swamp with a smile, many people were even more itchy.

Because of the flood flooding and the muddy land, the concentration of war horses and prisoners required a large number of people. Zhao Xingde let Lu Mingyu and Luo Xianshi's army do these things. He personally brought Ya Bianbat to the Fangzhou city gate and delivered a letter written by Chen Dong himself. Looking at the clear traces of floods on the city wall, Zhao Xingde secretly called luck. Fangzhou City had suffered floods for many years and had withstood the flood last night. Otherwise, he would have never redeemed it. The city was besieged for more than a month. The garrisons at the top of the city learned that it was Baoyi's army coming to help, and immediately ran to inform Shangguan. Zhao Xingde took care of the troops and waited outside the city gate.

Gao Zhen's eyes were covered with blood, but his face was flushed and he was surprised. Zhao Xingde came to rescue Fangzhou in person. The sudden flood, the sound of cannons all night and the battle outside the city after dawn, it was all his work. "It turns out that there is no such thing as a famous soldier." Gao Zhen thought to him and immediately called Chen Keli, the general manager of the army, to welcome him. Looking down from the city tower, he saw a general stationed in front of the city gate. The man had a short beard on his lips, a burly figure, and a black cloak was covered with iron armor. Hundreds of soldiers stood upright behind him. The general looked calm and demeanor with his subordinates.

After seeing Gao Zhen and Chen Keli open the city gate and go out to greet him, the general immediately got off the horse and greeted him with a smile on his face.

Gao Zhen bowed and smiled, "I am the governor of Fangzhou, Gao Zhen, who thanked the emperor of the city for his great righteousness for help!" The general Qian said, "Protecting the country and safeguarding the people is a matter of internal affairs." Gao Zhen nodded with a smile, and looked behind the general, but hesitated that he did not find the person dressed in a literati. He couldn't help but secretly wonder, and hesitated: "Where is Mr. Zhao Yuanzhi? Please introduce him to him."

Zhao Xingde was slightly stunned and bowed with a smile: "Zhao Xingde, the name of Cao is Yuanzhi, and he has met Gao Da, the governor!"

Gao Zhen felt extremely embarrassed and bowed and said, "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Yuanzhi forgives his crimes, and forgives him." He was secretly surprised. He thought that Zhao Xingde had a famous character, but who knew he was so handsome. Zhao Xingde smiled and said, "Master Gao and Zhao have never met, so why is it guilty?" He reached out to help Gao Zhen up, and the misunderstanding was laughed out, and the distance between the two increased a lot. Zhao Xingde then met Chen Keli, the general manager of Fangzhou military and horses. Chen Keli also secretly said, "It's better to meet him than to be famous. Zhao Yuanzhi is actually a brave warrior. Confucius said, "It's like this to judge people by their appearance, and the lost son Yu, it turns out that's it."

The Baoyi Army immediately entered Fangzhou City. The Liao army attacked the city for several days, and countless people were killed and injured. It can be said that every family was wearing mourning and everyone mourned. Many houses in the city were empty and they could be used as barracks. When the prefecture was about to reward the army, the people woke up from the shock of the flood and the Liao army's retreat. They took out the white rice, wheat noodles, silk and copper coins that they were reluctant to eat during the siege of the city, and collected fifteen carts of money and stuff and sent them to the places where the Baoyi Army stationed. This was actually the hope that the troops would not harass the people. Before Zhao Xingde had seen it, Lu Mingyu, Luo Xianshi and others decided to take it away and distributed it to each department according to the rules, and they were happy for a while.

The subordinates were very motivated, and Zhao Xingde was happy to let go. In this battle, nearly 6,000 signature prisoners were captured, more than 3,000 Khitan prisoners, and most of the remaining ones were drowned in the flood. The number of prisoners had exceeded that of the Baoyi Army itself. How to deal with the prisoners so as not to leave any future troubles? He thought about it all night but had not considered it clearly. At dawn the next day, he received a message from the Military Information Department with a pigeon book. Zhao Xingde opened his eyes and asked him to consolidate and transform the city defense of Fangzhou. If necessary, after the main force of the Baoyi Army retreated, all 2,500 firearms battalions could be left in Fangzhou to help defend the city. In addition, Gao Zhen, the governor of Fangzhou, and Chen Keli, the general manager of the military and horses, will directly receive assistance from the military government, and the military and food of Xia State, and even the troops in Shu can directly assist Fangzhou.

The military office rarely interferes with the military affairs on the front line so directly. Zhao Xingde felt a little strange. He could not have thought that Fangzhou City, which Song State regarded as a useless person, would be so important in the eyes of the military office. In the future, the Xia army had to directly assist Fangzhou in defense, and the two of Fangzhou magistrate Gao Zhen and the general manager of the military and horses, and Chen Keli, agreed, but the secret order did not mention it. It seemed that Zhao Xingde did not need to contact Gao Chen in advance, or did Gao Chen and Xia State have already contacted?

In the next two days, Zhao Xingde had no time to think about the intentions of the mansion, and was only busy arranging the aftermath of the Battle of Fangzhou. Since the city was to consolidate its defense, it would be best to leave thousands of signing troops to Fangzhou. Outside the Xiangyang City, which was close to the corner, there were still hundreds of thousands of Liao troops eyeing them. The moat of the city of Zhou City needed to build artillery towers to construct cross-cutting firepower without dead corners. For more than 3,000 Khitan prisoners, Song State had the habit of using foreign soldiers as cavalry, but Zhao Xingde was unwilling to leave this hidden danger. In the future, Ezhou would need a large number of labor to mine Daye iron ore.
Chapter completed!