More than a dozen guards came out from the city gate, and weakly moved the deer antlers out and placed them outside the city gate. The suspension bridge was slowly lowered and finally put them on the trestle with a "bang". The moat in Xiangyang was 80 meters wide, and even the suspension bridge could not reach the riverside, but was placed on the wooden trestle at one end of the moat. Li Qiong surrendered without fighting, and the Liao army did not waste much effort to capture Xiangyang. Then Yelu Dashi's army continued to fight south, so the suspension bridge and the trestle were well preserved. When the enemy came, the defenders only needed to burn the trestle, which would cause great inconvenience to the attacking side.

The guard's face looked like a Han'er, and Xiao Zhonggong was not surprised. The Khitan warriors would rather follow His Majesty to shoot hunting than guard this damn city. The Han soldier called him in. Xiao Zhonggong glanced at Zhang Xian, then turned over and dismounted and walked towards the city gate. His heart was beating very fast, and he wanted to run into the city, but he walked very slowly and was ready to run to the side at any time. Xiao Zhonggong knew the plans of these southern barbarians very well, but he did not have the courage to sacrifice himself.

"It should be no problem." The sharpshooter Li Xing held the horse's reins and looked at Xiao Zhonggong's back nervously. He held the bow in one hand and the arrow in the other. As long as there was any abnormal movement of the submission man, he would shoot him down without hesitation. The war horse felt the owner's emotions and sniffed uneasy.

"Don't panic." Zhang Xian whispered to comfort him.

"Yes." Li Xing nodded and gasped in a low voice.

Zhang Xian breezes forward and signals him to concentrate. He stares in front, relaxes the reins, and the horse moves slightly, eager to try. Xiao Zhonggong has already walked onto the suspension bridge, and the Han army is waiting impatiently, calling him over, and the other people move away the antlers. The Khitans do not get off their horses when they enter the city. Xiao Zhonggong dismounts and walks into the city, which is a self-reservation. In the eyes of the Liao generals on the city, it is also the apology of the defeated generals. Xiao Olila shook his head, crosses the trembling Xiao Zhonggong, and his eyes fall on the subordinates behind. They can retreat from Shuzhou to here and remain undispersed. Since Xiao Xiangsheng has been killed in battle, Xiao Olila is very interested in annexing these Khitan cavalry.

The cavalry suddenly moved and rushed straight towards the city gate. In an instant, shouts burst into tears.

"Kill—" "Run in!"

Zhang Xian urged the horse to rush in front, and the war horses leaped a few times, surpassing Xiao Zhonggong who was escaping.

The panic expressions of the Liao soldiers outside the city gate were also clear. Li Xing followed him closely, bent his bow and arrows, and shot arrows in a row. Several Liao soldiers who were just trying to turn around and escape to the city fell to the ground. A group of cavalry rushed to the suspension bridge like a whirlwind. A cavalry weighed more than a thousand kilograms, and dozens of cavalry weighed nearly 100,000 kilograms. The Liao soldiers on the top of the city shouted and urged the sign army to push the winch to close the city gate, but the cables were stretched straight, and the suspension bridge just shook slightly.

A large and round general Song took out a short heavy axe from behind and swung it with all his strength. He stormed the wind and cut it on the iron chain of the suspension bridge. The iron chain was bent by a huge force, making a sour "clog" sound. As the axe was picked up, it banged back. Only this time, the iron chain had been cut out a gap. The Song soldier who made the giant axe did not hesitate, as if he was cutting wood. His arms seemed to have a thousand pounds of force. One, two, three, the giant axe cut down like a storm. Dozens of cavalry of Song troops rushed past him, the iron chain of the suspension bridge kept trembling and moaning, and the Liao soldiers on the top of the city were also stunned.

"Shoot! Shoot!" City Gatekeeper Dorori shouted without saying a loud voice, "Close the city gate!"

At this time, the defenders at the city wall woke up, bent their bows and arrows, and the arrows shot towards the cavalry near the suspension bridge like rain. A lot of arrows shot at the General Song who cut the iron chain. The General Song was also extremely brave. He did not dodge or avoid, but only waved the axe. The iron chain was trembling. After a moment, he heard a "bang", and the iron chain finally broke. The two pieces of the cut were like painful giant snakes rolled and struggled. One of them passed by the mount and was pulled into the head by the iron chain. His brain burst and fell into the moat with a whisper. The General Song suddenly retreated back, but still couldn't dodge. He was covered with iron beards at the end, and half of his face was covered with blood and flesh, as if he had been scratched by a bear's paw. At this time, seven or eight arrows had been inserted into his body, and he still tried his best to lift the axe and shouted, "Come with me!"

The morale of the soldiers was greatly boosted and rushed towards the city gate. The Liao army was as rained as arrows, and the war horses on the bridge below the city were killed and dead as mountains. However, the Song army was ragged in rags and hidden three layers of armor. Some of them were shot like hedgehogs by arrows, and they could still fight forward to kill the enemy. Zhang Xian and the cavalry scattered hundreds of Liao troops gathered in the city gate. He left dozens of elite troops to guard the city gate, and then led people to attack the city gate along the corridor of the city gate. At this time, the war drums sounded, and thousands of cavalry outside the city came to kill. The flag plaque officials raised the banner embroidered with the characters "Song" and "Yue". The town ** rushed to the nearest of the city gate. Some of the cavalry surrounded the military flags, and some rushed into the city without stopping, while the infantrymen of the musket camp dismounted outside the city and rushed into the city like a tide.

"This is the Southern Barbarian," Xiao Olila's face changed drastically, "Zhen**, Yue Fei, damn it!"

There was a cry of killing sound from the downstairs of the city tower. Xiao Olila drew out a scimitar and said with a ferocious look on his face, "Doroli will not defend this place, I will dispatch the warriors and kill these southern barbarians!"

"Yes," Doroli said without saying a word. He did not doubt Xiao Olila's words at all. There were 10,000 Khitan cavalry stationed in the city. Although Xiao Olila was the chief of the infantry and the left-behind Xiangyang, he relied most on the other hand besides the 20,000 Xi and Han infantry soldiers who guarded the city. The Song army sneaked into the city tower and stood firmly, and with the iron cavalry, he should be able to drive the southern barbarians out of the city.

The sound of killing was getting louder and louder, Zhang Xian's face was covered with blood. He held the iron shield and rushed upwards in the corridor of the city tower. Arrows shot from all directions, hitting the iron shield. Zhang Xian held the shield with both hands to protect his head and face, and only looked down at the bottom. When he saw the Liao soldiers rushing over, he rushed forward. Zhang Xian made the iron shield rush, no less than a heavy and dull weapon. After the Liao soldiers in front of him were knocked away, the Beiweiying soldiers following him were slashed with bayonets. The corridor was narrow, and the Liao soldiers could not avoid it, but could not rush up and were beaten step by step to retreat to the city tower.

Outside the east city gate of Xiangyang, the drums of war roared. After Zhang Xian seized the city gate, the town immediately launched a general attack. The brigade of infantry rushed into the city. The front of the city was still under the control of the Liao army. The defending general Doroli led his troops to resist Zhang Xian who was attacking from the corridor, and ordered people to shoot arrows and cannons. After the Liao soldiers reacted, they kept throwing stones down, and poured oil and gold juice from time to time. The battle was extremely fierce.

The Privy Councilor Yue Fei sat under the flag to command. He was only three hundred steps away from the city gate. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in the sky, "Bang--" A big rock fell to the ground, only one meter away from the flag, dust was flying, and left and right were shocked and avoided it, but Yue Fei sat under the flag and did not move at all.

"The enemy's gunstones are fierce," cavalry general Xu Qing shouted loudly, "The safety of the general is important." As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Fei's face darkened and ordered: "Turn the big star forward one zhang!" The big star forward was where the cannon stones fell on the city. Yue Fei's army had always been in banned. After the military orders, the generals dared not disobey. He immediately surrounded Yue Fei and inserted the big star forward one zhang next to the huge cannon stone. The cannon stones on the city and the crossbow arrows shot towards this side, all of them landed next to them, but they did not hit the place just now. Seeing this, the soldiers of the town were more and more determined to rush into the city.

At this moment, a cavalry rushed over and knelt in front of Yue Fei's seat, saying, "Master, west of Xiangyang, the brigade of ships descended along the Han River, with unknown flags!" "What?" Xu Qing frowned, "Where did the troops come from?" As the commander of the Left Army, he and Yang Zaixing's Tabai Camp were responsible for warning the enemy situation around the army, but in all, the Liao army had no more large numbers of people near Xiangyang. The upstream of the Han River is Fangzhou, and the place where the Prime Minister's Mansion of Ezhou is the place. It is even more impossible to say that there were a large army stationed in the Song Dynasty. The generals on both sides were shocked and suspicious. Looking at Yue Fei, sneak attacking Xiangyang was originally a danger. At this time, it was time to advance or retreat, and the generals decided to do it.

"Beat the drum!" Yue Fei said without hesitation, "Follow me to take Xiangyang!" He pulled out his sharp sword from his waist and stood up. When he saw the commander boarding the horse, the cavalry of Beiweiying also boarded the horses and moved forward. The horse and infantry troops in the town, which were still outside the city, followed him slowly. At the top of the city, the guard Duololi was not attacked from both sides. Seeing the entire Song army pressing forward, despair appeared in his eyes. Although there were many defenders in Xiangyang, they were scattered in all directions, and most of the soldiers on the front of the city were not Khitans, and they were not as brave or loyal as the Khitan cavalry. Xiangyang commander Xiao Olila said to mobilize the cavalry to rush to the southern barbarians, but until this time, no cavalry was seen.

In the corridor of the city tower, the shouts of killing and screams were getting closer and closer, and a general like a crazy tiger rushed up.

"Perfect your loyalty for the Great Liao!" Dorori shouted without saying a word. He pulled out his scimitar from his waist and rushed forward.

As the Song army rushed up from the corridor, the soldiers on both sides stood together at the narrow city. Behind the battlements, the Liao soldiers did not bother to shoot arrows and fired cannons. The walls of the urn city were filled with soldiers fighting with swords and swords. From time to time, people screamed and fell down from the city walls. The Song army was secretly filled with the infantry in the town. After rushing into the city, some people followed the corridor to attack the city tower, and some were in the head of the capital. Under the command of the generals, they formed a formation to block the streets in the city.

On the banks of the Han River, a team of river boats landed on the shore. Behind the big river boat, some small boats were dragged. The soldiers sitting on both sides of the boat were covered with thick oil cloth, raising high. The soldiers rowed hard and rowed the boat straight towards the river until they were stranded on the shore. Seven or eight soldiers jumped off the boat and stood in the waist-length river water to support the hull. The soldiers on the boat lifted the canvas, and the heavy cannon body shone with metallic luster, and the four large iron wheels were neatly arranged.

"Quick!" "Quick!"

"Put the wheels on!"

The soldiers shouted trumpets and installed the wheels on the axles that penetrated both sides of the hull. The soldiers who came ashore in advance also put reins on the horses and waved the whip. The four horses exerted force together. The cannon stand weighing more than a thousand pounds was dragged to the shore in a swaying manner.

Author: This is even more yesterday. I’m sorry, I’m late again. There is another update in the morning or noon.
Chapter completed!