The commander of the Liao army did not seem to have expected that the Song army would rush to the artillery tower all at once. The Liao army that guarded the artillery tower was almost cut and killed. When the rest knelt down and surrendered, the Liao army neither bombarded the artillery tower with hidden artillery, nor launched a powerful counterattack.

"Good guy!" At this time, the Song army officer who was watching the battle began to show joy, "Take it down and kill them all!"

Zhang Xian also realized that something went wrong with the Liao army, not a trap or something.

"Beat the drum! Help our army's power!" He immediately ordered, urging the musket battalion in front to speed up the march, and dispatched five musket battalions to protect more than 100 gunners to quickly rush towards the Liao army's artillery base, while other Song army gunners concentrated their guns to bombard the rear of the Liao army's artillery base. The smoke of gunshots was shrouded in dispersion, and the artillery was firing continuously. Many artillery captains issued double-load orders. Black round iron artillery shells drew arcs over the Liao army's artillery base and landed behind the artillery base. That was a place where Li Ruoxu could not reach. He could imagine that if the Liao army's large troop wanted to regain the artillery base from the rear, the Liao army would have suffered heavy casualties under the Song army's artillery base. However, there are only less than 2,000 Song cavalry on the Liao army's artillery base. If the Liao army commander was willing to regain the artillery base without hesitation, the cavalry would not be able to stop it...

As the Song army's musket battalion became closer and closer to the Liao army's camp, the officers around Zhang Xian fell into a unified silence.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Li Ruoxu seemed to hear someone muttering.

He looked around and saw that everyone was shutting their mouths, and the sound seemed to be as if it was the imagination in his mind.

Nothing is more frustrating than the victory after heavy casualties slipping away from his hands. All the officers stared at the Liao army's cannon base. Because of the tension, some people kept stretching the folds that did not exist on the military robe, some kept tying the belts of the military robe tightly and tightly, some rubbing the sweaty palms, some picked up the soil and rubbing it from the ground, and picked it up again. The artillery on other Liao army camps had already begun to fire at the central base and the Song army's musket camp, but these sporadic artillery shells could not prevent the musket camp from advancing.

The cannonballs flew over the head of the Song army. The musketeers passed through the smoke of gunpowders, stepped through the bodies of their comrades, and ran towards the Liao army's artillery. "Good!" "It's not embarrassing to Supervisor Yue!" A sound of praise sounded among the staff officers beside Zhang Xian. At this time, the Zhan Feng team that had just retreated had returned to the formation. Some were covered in blood. There would be four thousand musketeers when the Zhan Feng team came out. At this moment, less than two thousand musketeers were withdrawn. These musketeers all looked pale and lowered their heads. Some were carrying injured companions on their backs. Many were tired, some seemed to be in a state of dismay, and some were still ashamed of their escape just now. The miserable situation of the Zhan Feng team made the officers stop cheering and applauding for the time being. Some were cast strange eyes on these defeated soldiers, and some looked at Zhang Xian, wondering what he would do.

"General Zhang, General Zhang Zhi of the infantry camp was killed in battle. Please punish him." A battalion commander knelt in front of Zhang Xian and said.

"Get up, Zhang Zhi is a good man," Zhang Xian looked at him with a dark face. Zhang Zhi is his fellow tribe and has been following Zhang Xian for more than ten years. Unexpectedly, he died here in battle. He helped the officer who apologized for the crime and said in a deep voice, "The men under Zhang Zhi are all good. Go back and tell them that I, Zhang Xian, will ask for me for them! Those who die in battle will be injured, will be generous." While speaking, Zhang Xian kept watching the battle for artillery towers in front. The second wave of the musket camp was very close to the Liao army artillery towers. The officer who apologized for the crime stood up and his face slowed down slightly. The battle ahead was in full swing. He did not dare to delay Zhang Xian's time and still sued the crime. The infantry vanguard team lost nearly half of them and could no longer fight. Zhang Xian tried to appease the surviving soldiers, and everyone who survived by chance was relieved.

Not only did Zhang Xian not blame the musketeers of the Zhanfeng team, but instead wanted to ask for credit for them. Li Ruoxu also breathed a sigh of relief.

The Battle Strike Team is not bad, but after all, they were defeated. Whether it is a deserter or a victorious soldier depends on the attitude of the battlefield commander.

Zhang Xian raised his thousand-mile mirror again and turned his eyes to the artillery tower in the center of the Liao army in front of the battlefield.

At this time, the second wave of five thousand musketeers almost climbed the cannons. Some of them checked the cannons and used the Liao army's camp to set up musketeers on all sides, while the other part arranged square arrays in the open space. In the smoke of gunpowders, each musketeer looked very nervous. In the gap between the musketeers' phalanx, the Liao army and flags appeared from time to time. Sometimes the two armies were interlaced by the cavalry. The battlefield situation had reversed, and the Song army's artillery continued to fire behind the opposite cannons.

The artillery shells, a large number of Liao army infantry rushed up from the rear, and were defeated by the Song army in a mess. When the third wave of Song army musketeers reinforced the cannon base, three thousand cavalry detoured to the flank of the Liao army's defense line and destroyed the square formation of about three thousand Liao army infantry, the Song army's artillery turned the cannon that the Liao army had not had time to destroy, and fired a round of shotgun. Faced with the Song army, which was ready for battle, the Liao army had to give up its efforts to retake the cannon base.

"Mr. Xiao, the cannon is lost, and you must punish the crime of Urti!"

Xiao Tachi sat on a bench covered with tiger skin, lowered his head and looked at Yelu Shu with anger on his face.

Xiao Tachi was not concerned about the content of Yelu Shu's complaint. The Meerbo people returned blood to blood. In Xiao Tachi's opinion, there was nothing wrong with Xiao Tachi's opinion, but the reckless man, chose the wrong time. If someone else was killed, he would kill him. However, Yelu Shu was the few officers proficient in artillery among the Khitans, and even Yelu Dashi remembered his name. Xiao Tachi stared at his face with a very sharp look. Yelu Shu unconsciously lowered his head to avoid his gaze. The artillery was lost. At the same time, most of the heavy artillery and artillerymen in the Hejian Liao army were thrown away. It would be impossible for no one to bear the responsibility. He gritted the bullet and complained to Orti, and he had to do it.

After an hour of hard fighting, the central artillery building was lost, which declared that the Liao army had worked hard to build outside Hejian City was broken. In addition to the Meerbo cavalry, the infantry and artillery battalions suffered heavy losses. Most of the Liao army infantry in Hejian were surrendered by the Xi people and Song State, and their fighting will be very weak. When counterattacking the artillery building, the Liao army infantry collapsed in groups, and the scimitar of the military and legal team could not stop them from escaping. The Song army consolidated the defense line and would set up lifting artillery on the artillery building. The Hejian city wall could not stop it for long. Today's battle can be said to determine the victory or defeat of the entire Hejian Battle. Judging from the battlefield situation, if the Meerbo cavalry did not commit to forcibly attack the artillery building, the Liao army infantry would have no hope of regaining the central artillery building.

"I will whip him by Urti."

Xiao Tachi stood up, patted Yelu Shu's shoulder, comforted him. Yelu Shu's body was stiff. Looking at his nervous look, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Tachi's mouth, and turned to the other Liao generals and said, "We guarded Hejian for half a month, and fought with the Song people for several bloody battles. The cannons and soldiers were lost nearly half. The Song army came in full force. If we continue to defend hard, not only will Hejian not be able to save them, but the soldiers may not be able to save them either. It would be not important to lose the place, but the soldiers would want them.

If it is damaged, it will never survive again. For His Majesty the Emperor, warriors are more important than land." He held Yelu Shu's shoulder without any grudges and looked at everyone and said, "The rivers here are crisscrossing and the land is soft, which is not conducive to the cavalry running. The decisive battle with the Song army vanguard in Hejian is to use our shortcomings to touch the strengths of the Song army. Therefore, I think, instead of defending Hejian, it is better to take advantage of the fact that the Song army has not yet established a stable foothold and retreat to Xiongzhou to make plans. What do you think?

Yelu Shu raised his head and looked at Xiao Tachi in surprise.

The Hejian Liao army suffered nearly half of the losses, but the main force of the Hejian Liao army, the 10,000 Meerbo cavalry, was almost unharmed, and it was not without the power to fight against the Song army. Yelu Shu's throat moved, lowered his head and did not speak, and the other Liao generals did not object.

Xiao Tachi was the son-in-law of Empress Xiao and was highly valued by Yelu Dashi. When the North Court placed him on the Hejian front line, Xiao Tachi came honestly, and put out deep ditch barriers outside Hejian City. All the generals thought that he was going to defend Hejian City. It was not until now that Xiao Tachi had suddenly realized that Xiao Tachi had never thought of trapping guarding Hejian City. It was precisely because he was unwilling to be besieged by the Song army that he focused his defense on the camps built outside the city with the terrain. When the defense line outside the city was lost, Xiao Tachi prepared to retreat without hesitation.

"Whoever wants to object, please stay and guard this lonely city." Xiao Tachi looked at the Liao generals under the tent quietly.

No one opposed it, Xiao Tachi's majesty had penetrated deeply into the hearts of every general of the Liao army in Hejian.

Even though he clearly preserved the strength of the Meerbo cavalry, no one dared to raise objections in the Hejian.

No one doubted the generals. Xiao Tachi absolutely said he could do more. They could only try to avoid their own losses. At this time, some generals even breathed a sigh of relief. Xiao Tachi made a decision that no one had to fight the Song people in Hejian. The Khitans and Xi people didn't like to passively defend the city, and the surrendered generals of the Song Kingdom had no determination to fight to the death, so the withdrawal of troops was decided.

In order to cover up and not to anger the Song army, the Liao army quietly retreated at night and did not set fire. It was not until dawn the next day that the scouts tried to approach the second camp of the Liao army, and they found that there was no one on the opposite side. The Hejian city gate was wide open. When the surviving people saw the Song cavalry entering the city, they all greeted each other happily. After a moment of inquiries, the scouts understood the movements of the Liao army.

"Mr. Zhang, the Liaogou people retreated!" The scout looked surprised and asked in a trembling voice, "Do you want to pursue?"

"Chasing?" Zhang Xian looked up at the surroundings, then lowered his eyelids.

After seizing the Liao army's artillery building, in order to prevent the Liao army's counterattack, the Song army mobilized people and horses overnight to strengthen the artillery building. Behind the artillery building, chariots, war horses, and tents were crowded everywhere, and a medical tent was temporarily built to treat the wounded soldiers. Many blood-stained wounded people sat or lie down, and the sound of moaning and wailing was not over all night. On the battlefield farther away, thousands of corpses that were not too late to collect were spread all over the battlefield, including human corpses, horse corpses, Song corpses, and Liao corpses. It is difficult to calculate the lives of the Song army and exchange them for several Liao corpses. The crows in the sky kept hovering, and they smelled the smell of blood and shouted impatiently.

"No need to pursue." Zhang Xian lowered his head and took off his helmet, shook his head, and said, "Reinforce the camp and report the victory to Yue Shuai."
Chapter completed!