He rode his horse back to the cannon building, and Zhao Xingde shook his horse. His personal soldiers rushed over to support him, but Zhao Xingde raised his whip so that he didn't have to come up. The cannon building was built on a low hill, and the entire battlefield was in sight, and countless eyes were also concentrated here. Zhao Xingde lifted the curtain of his face and took off his helmet. The soldiers around him saw his majestic faces clearly, and cheered and cheered louder.

"General Zhao!" Ma Rui could not help but worry when he saw his face pale.

"Nothing happened." Zhao Xingde's voice was a little low, and he raised his right hand and shouted: "Swear to kill the Liao thief!"

The soldiers saw clearly that this was actually a head with a golden ring on the ear. It must have been the Liao general who was killed by the formation. For a moment, his morale was extremely boiling. He forgot his fear just now. Countless soldiers shouted loudly: "Swear to kill the Liao thieves!" "Swear to kill the Liao thieves!" "Swear to kill the Liao thieves!" Many scholars in the Baoyi army were even more excited and burst into tears.

In the infantry formation, the generals of the Baoyi Army were praised. Although Lu Mingyu, Luo Xianshi and others did not dare to look around, the emotions in the corners of their eyes were honored. Shi Jingkui said intimately: "I am a powerful general born in Anxi."

"Good man!" Yang Zaixing praised loudly.

The psychology on the battlefield was quite subtle. One general fought hard, no one could do it, no one could do it, no one could do it, no one could do it. The Song army was originally in a position of advantage, but with this encouragement, even if there were no cavalry to help, the Song army on all sides was as good as the Liao cavalry who attacked the hills.

Seeing that the situation stabilized, Zhao Xingde ordered the soldiers to bring a chair and sit down, and let the doctor dig out the arrow.

"Dang", "Dangdang" "Dangdang"

Several arrows fell on the iron plate one after another. Shi Langzhong sniffed with his nose and licked the arrow with his tongue. He said, "Don't worry, General, there is no poison on this arrow." At this time, Ma Rui, Du Chujiao and other generals breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the doctor did not avoid risks, Zhao Xingde smiled and bowed, "Mr. Shi." There were still many injured soldiers who needed the doctor's care. Zhao Xingde was not very polite, so he put on his armor again, stood up to supervise the battle everywhere.

"Very good!" Zhao Xingde endured the severe pain of the wound and said with a relaxed look on his face, "If you use your normal skills to get four or five points, you can tie the Liao thief. If you can use six or seven points, you can win." Although his armor was thick, he grinded his wound from time to time when he acted, and the pain gradually became stiff and numb. He felt that his whole back seemed a little swollen, and his close-fitting cloth shirt was soaked with sweat and blood.

Zhao Xingde was like a piece of iron-sucking stone. Wherever he went, arrows shone on him. Even if he had more than a hundred steps, the Liao army did not shoot nearby targets, and desperately shot arrows at Zhao Xingde. The iron shields standing on both sides kept ringing, like rain hitting lotus leaves. The accompanying soldiers looked nervous, but Zhao Xingde was as if nothing had happened and his actions were normal, and he was not as if he had been injured. Correspondingly, whenever Zhao Xingde went, the morale of the Song army was greatly boosted.

The elite troops of the rebels and the Song army in the prefectures and counties were more than 10,000 soldiers and horses. After experiencing the tempering of fire and blood, they experienced fear, cowardice, despair, excitement, excitement, and excitement. Whether calm or numb, most spearmen, axe, and musketeers were able to use their usual skills to fight the battle formation, and they looked like some powerful soldiers. Not long after, the cavalry war horses scattered their horsepower, and Ma Rui led his army to fight back again.

The small hill artillery building relied on more than 10,000 prefectures and county soldiers and more than 1,000 cavalry, and actually attacked and defended with more than 10,000 Liao army cavalry. On the battlefield, the balance of strength suddenly became slightly instantaneous. Xiao Xiangsheng couldn't help asking Tiemu Ge to add troops to attack. However, the Song people's infantry formation had not moved. If the Liao army gradually entered the attack, it would be completely passive. "What should I do?" Tiemu Ge's face was as gloomy as iron, and his heart was as hilarious as he was confused. "The Song people were prepared for a long time. This is a trap. Only by keeping the lives of the warriors can he win the battle." His eyes were on the back of the Khitan cavalry who were still attacking the small hill artillery building one by one. If Xiao Xiangsheng's troops and retreated alone, the consequences would be unbearable. Even if he still did not move his troops, he would be under great pressure.

At this moment, the war drums of the central army rumbled. Yang Zaixing, Lu Mingyu and other generals were cheering up. The officers waved their right hands from top to bottom, and commanded one by one in front of the front. According to the pre-exercise, the soldiers walked forward fifty steps before stopping. During this period, the Liao cavalry was attracted by the battle on the cannon and did not launch a rash attack. After the current army formation moved forward several times, more than 10,000 infantry had begun to occupy the center of the battlefield. The musketeers set up musketeers on all sides. The officers issued orders and began to shoot at the surrounding Liao cavalry at the fastest speed.

"Aim at it! Open fire!"

"Open fire!"

"Open fire!"

The infantrymen of the formation were well trained, as if they were a running machine. Each team of soldiers loaded ammunition on site, then walked out of the square formation in sequence, handed the loaded muskets to the hands of Shicheng and Vice-Chancellors. The two soldiers kept setting up muskets, ignited under the command of the centurion, and fired.

Looking outside the formation, I saw a gun stabbing the forest, bursts of blue smoke rose, and the guns shot towards the Liao army cavalry like a storm. Although the bullets fired by a single musket gunman were limited, the power of thousands of musket guns was not small at the same time. The cavalry that was hit was dropped one after another. The Liao army cavalry also continued to rush to the forest musket gunman, and shot arrows with a cavalry bow at a distance of 20 or 30 steps, which also caused many musket gunmen to be killed and injured. However, the cavalry fired

Although there were many arrows, they could not keep up with the power of a row of fire-firing muskets. Most of the infantry formations were Zhenzhang and Baoyi Army, which had been experienced for a long time. Even under the invasion of hundreds of arrows like raindrops, the infantry formation was as stable as Mount Tai. Zhang Xian also commanded the front army formation to slowly approach the artillery base, and gradually formed an encirclement with the artillery base. At this time, many Khitan cavalry no longer cared about attacking the artillery base, and took advantage of the formation of an encirclement before it was formed and retreated from the side.

"Brother Tiemu is damn!" Xiao Xiangsheng cursed. He looked back at the subway Muge's troops. It must be that the battle in Shuzhou was defeated because of this person's intrigue. Countless Khitan warriors fell down in the rain of bullets, and the war horses collapsed to the ground in a wail. "Get back, retreat quickly!" Xiao Xiangsheng shook his head and shouted, "I'll go and argue with that coward!"

Under the threat of the infantry formation, the Liao cavalry finally gave up attacking the artillery camp and fled in all directions like sparrows and flies. Behind them, the Song army on the artillery camp was cheering and shouting loudly: "The general will win!" "The general will win!"

"Master General, should you send troops to help Xiao govern them?" asked the commander Su Butai in a low voice.

Brother Tiemu seemed to have not heard of it. He was hesitating whether to retreat. Subutai asked a few times. Brother Tiemu just raised his head and saw that the Khitan cavalry retreated on his own initiative. A hint of joy appeared between Brother Tiemu's eyebrows, and then disappeared. The retreating Khitan cavalry rushed thousands of miles away, and they bypassed the cavalry formation led by Brother Tiemu and retreated to the back of the hill.

At this time, the Song army's artillery began to adjust the gun mouth and aimed at the Liao cavalry formation not far away to bombard it. Black artillery shells roared and rushed over. The hills of the Liao army's horses were scattered. Some were rushing loudly to suppress their subordinates, while others ran towards Tiemu in panic and said loudly: "Master Dutong, the Khitans have run away, what should we do?" At this time, the Liao army that besieged the artillery was defeated for only a quarter of an hour.

"Retreat!" Tiemuge pointed behind the hill, and the Khitan cavalry of a large strait was scattered. "Captain Ten Thousand Man, the commander of thousands should be careful of his subordinates and not retreat randomly!" Taking advantage of the opportunity that the Song army's artillery had not yet fully exerted its power and the infantry formation was slow to move, the Liao cavalry rushed to retreat one after another, and set up camp two miles away, giving the condescending hill to the Song army.

The large group of people finally broke out of the scope of the Song army's artillery fire. The cavalry took out the camp tent, antlers and other items from the preparatory horse and set up the camp tent again. Before Brother Tiemu had dismounted, a group of people rushed over from a distance. The war horses had not stopped yet. Deputy Chief Xiao Xiangsheng turned over and dismounted and said, "Brother Tiemu, you cowards, we Khitans are bleeding and fighting. You are actually watching on the wall!" Several Khitan generals who had suffered defeat followed Xiao Xiangsheng with a dark face and stared at Brother Tiemu with an angry face. The Liao army fought south and north, and they have always been foreign tribes fighting vanguards, and the Khitans were picking up cheapness from behind. Today Xiao Xiangsheng was impulsive. The Khitan cavalry suffered heavy losses. In addition to being killed and injured by artillery shells, the cavalry of the grassland tribe led by Brother Tiemu was intact, which made these Khitans who were above the top resentment.

Xiao Xiangsheng is a descendant. At this time, he lost his temper and asked loudly regardless of his mercy, "If you don't say it clearly today, I will report it to His Majesty. You must be beautiful!"

"Mr. Xiao said it!" "Tell it clearly!" The Liao army was not very strict. When the Khitan generals saw Xiao Xiangsheng coming forward, they followed him and shouted loudly. Several people actually pressed their hands on the hilt of the knife, preparing to draw their swords at the same time when they disagree.

The scene was deadlocked, as if there was a trace of Mars, the situation would turn into an explosion. The generals looked at each other nervously, and Xiao Xiangsheng looked at Brother Tiemu's face rebelliously. Brother Tiemu's subordinates had been discriminated against by the Khitans for a long time, and they could not hold back at this time. They pulled out their waist swords and confronted the Khitan generals. The generals drew their swords and their personal soldiers rushed forward. In a moment, with Brother Tiemu and Xiao Xiangsheng as the center, hundreds of soldiers drew their swords towards each other, and more than a dozen riders ran to the periphery. It seemed that the rescuers had gone.
Chapter completed!