"The main force of the Song army in Xiongzhou broke through the siege?"

Brother Yelu Tie looked at Wanyan Yong suspiciously, and then looked at Xiao Tan, the commander of Xi army.

Just now, Xiao Tan reported to him that the main force of the Song army was still defending Xiongzhou. The Xi army was ordered to attack the city, but was bombarded by artillery on the top of the city, which suffered a great loss. Last night, the main force of the Song army in Xiongzhou went out to harass him everywhere. Not only did the Jurchen camp come to report the attack, but other places also reported the emergency. Not only did the Song army in Xiongzhou, but the Song army was surrounded in various places as if they had made an appointment, they all took advantage of the period before dawn, especially the tens of thousands of Song army soldiers trapped by the Liao army. Almost after the movement in the direction of Xiongzhou, they began to break south with all their strength. Because it was night, all the Liao army were exhausted for a long battle, and Yelu Tiege was too tired to use it, so they could only mobilize troops and generals to stop the Song army from breaking through, and prevent the Song army from moving closer to the central army. Most of the other Liao army were guarding the camp, and at dawn they reported that they were attacked by the Song army.

"What you met was indeed the Song army led by Lu Mingyu?"

"It's true." Wanyan Yong knelt on the ground, his scalp tingled. He only knew that the Song army was fierce and could not hold on in front of him. "The Song soldiers in Xiongzhou were very fierce and there were many people. Don't be the last to rush towards my camp. My camp had been fighting hard for a day, with countless casualties and wounded. The soldiers were exhausted and could not stop it. Then he retreated. The king was rectifying his troops and horses, trying to regain the cannon-building and generals' merits. In addition, our troops were alone, with no cannons or cavalry. Please call the Lord of the North Court to dispatch reinforcements." Wanyan Yong's voice was getting smaller and smaller. Among the Jurchens like Wanyan Zongbi, who was the strongest figure among the Jurchens. Yelu Tiege also said that he would kill him. Wanyan Xie did not dare to apologize to Yelu Tiege himself, so he sent him to report.

"Is this true?" Yelu Tiege's eyes stared at Wanyan Yong like a knife.

The Jurchen man's humble appearance made him unable to feel any anger. He was already past the age of venting his anger by killing people. If he wanted to kill, he would also kill a great Liao future like Wanyan Zongbi. Unfortunately, there were not many casualties and injuries in the Meerbo people, and Wang Gui's army collapsed inexplicably. Xiao Tachi made great contributions out of thin air, and it would take more trouble to eradicate him in the future. The Meerbo barbarians from the grassland were the hidden dangers of the Great Liao, and the Jurchens were already seriously injured. Wanyan Xie was also the main mediocre person. Not only was it not a threat, but it was a little bit of a win, but it could become the thought of this. Brother Yelu Tie's eyes were cold and he looked at Wanyan Yong again.

"The Song army in Xiongzhou has only 30,000 troops, but the Jurchen tribe has nearly 50,000 people. 50,000 to 30,000, and they were defeated by others. It's so amazing?! Is it because of this? Why didn't Wanyan Xie dare to see me in person?" Brother Yelu Tie's words were as cold as snow wind, which made people tremble. Wanyan Yong's back trembled slightly. Before he knew it, the cold sweat had already soaked his jacket. "However, the Jurchen camp made great contributions to attack the Song army formation yesterday. The Jurchen camp killed and injured many warriors. The soldiers and horses were exhausted and had not yet settled down. It was nothing to lose for a while. Just lose the merits. I am not a person who is not a person who is brutal and easy to kill. You go back and tell Wanyan Xie, so he doesn't have to worry." The Khitan generals around him showed a sarcastic smile, and Brother Yelu Tie asked again, "By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Wanyan Yong."

"Since Wanyan Xie also sent you to see me, he is also a warrior," Yelu Tiege slowed down and said in a deep voice, "Wanyan Yong, I remember, let's kill the enemy for the Liao Dynasty in the future."

"Thank you, Lord Beiyuan." Wanyan Yong breathed a sigh of relief and said he had left the tent. When the cold wind blew, he felt that his back was soaked in cold water, and he seemed to be exhausted. For some reason, after extreme fear, Wanyan Yong was not so afraid of Yelu Tie Ge, and instead he felt a sense of awe. For Wanyan Xie, the nominal Jurchen master, he felt a faint hatred from the bottom of his heart.

After Wanyan Yong left, Yelu Tiege pondered for a while, and while cutting the flesh, he ordered: "The sheep should eat fat. The Song army rushed out to the west, it is not worth mentioning. The army surrounded by the middle road must not let go." His tone was very firm, "After fighting this battle, the Song Dynasty must seek peace with us! If it belongs to my Great Liao Kingdom, we want the Song Kingdom to pay double the compensation!" After saying that, he put a piece of mutton stained with blood.

He chewed slowly in his mouth. The originally frozen atmosphere in the tent suddenly eased. Although the Song army was so upset that it was always weak. The Liao army's difficulties were not expected to be such a big victory at the beginning, and the troops went south were insufficient. It was exhausted. The troops were too short to divide the Song army and siege. He had to make a choice. At this time, Yelu Tiege took the initiative to let go of the most difficult Song army in Xiongzhou, and the remaining Song army would be much easier to deal with.

Although the generals didn't understand why Brother Yelu Tie was so confident, they all laughed together.

The sun rose from the east, and with the arrival of the day, the sound of banging muskets sounded fiercely again. Last night, the breakout of the Song army in Xiongzhou excited the surrounding Song army. The shouts, scoldings, and cannons rang through the sky, and the battlefield was filled with the smell of blood and gunpowder. Only when trapped beasts were still fighting can they survive. The remaining Song army mustered up all hope and tried to make the final fight for their own lives and seize the Nangui Road. While the Liao army urgently mobilized troops from Nanjing to assist in the battle, they worked hard to build camps and continued to surround the remaining Song army on the battlefield. On the battlefield where corpses were everywhere, every confrontation was an extremely tragic fight.

The moonlight is bright, the land in Dashi is slightly white due to dryness, and the ground is very hard.

After the last peaceful voyage, the huge Southwest Sea navy finally leaned on the west coast of the Persian Sea.

Under the guidance of experienced maritime merchants, follow the coast to a seaside town nearest to the famous city of Basra, Dashi.

"Let's land here." Zhao Xingde stepped on the solid land under his feet with force.

This place was once crowded with merchants and warehouses, and it was a major place for merchants from Song State and Dashi merchants to trade with Dashi merchants. After experiencing wars, it had become extremely declining. The fragments of wooden boards floated on the clear sea. The huge Song State fleet suddenly appeared on the Persian sea, which made the Dashi people very panic. The princes from all over the country urgently summoned civilians and repaired the city walls day and night. After entering the Persian Sea, several waves of Dashi Navy took the initiative to attack the Southwest Sea Navy. However, under the volley of thousands of artillery fires of the navy, these attacks were easily crushed like moths to the flames. Most merchant ships will temporarily be moored in the seaside towns, and gunships suitable for inland river navigation will flow upwards and go to Basra to try to meet with the army in the river.

The navy officers are not worried about fighting the cannibals on the water at all, but are somewhat worried about attacks from the shore.

When the river was going up, the cannon boats were sailing slowly. If the big cannibals set fire on the shore, they would probably not be able to respond. Therefore, Zhao Xingde ordered the musket camp to go ashore. In addition to the five thousand musketeers, more than 2,000 sailors were recruited from the merchant fleet to fire the muskets and crossbows, a total of more than 7,000 people were divided into the left, center and right armies, and two thousand people were each from the left, center and right armies. They were led by Du Chujiao and Gao Su, and marched along the banks of the river to search for the traces of the big cannibals and protect the

The flanks of the fleet and collect food and fodder as much as possible within the range of artillery. Three thousand people in the central army lived on the ship, led by Liu Zhijian, and prepared to reinforce the left and right wings. Before arriving on the west coast of the Persian Sea, the navy's original war horses were all dead because they were not resistant to long-distance sailing. Only some unbearable horses and mules were available for carrying and pulling ammunition trucks. Therefore, the troops on the ashore did not have cavalry, only musketeers and a small number of crossbowmen, all of which were marching on foot.

As soon as this army of infantry was discovered, the nearby tribe immediately regarded it as a meal on the plate.

Because the Southwest Sea Navy did too cleanly in the battle on the sea, and several side volleys, most of the big-food sea boats that dared to provoke had turned into wood pieces. The power of the Song Dynasty navy was far from spreading to inland tribes. Moreover, the inland tribe leaders were as stubborn as stones. Even if there was any news, they only believed what they saw. "It was all big ships, full of Eastern goods!" "They had no cavalry and no horses!" "There were no cavalry?!" "Is there any more plump lambs?" These two sentences were simply the best mobilization order. The leaders of the tribes were cheered, and the soldiers were on the horse quickly, and everyone was afraid of falling behind. Before setting off, some villages even held a grand celebration.

"Cut their heads!" The elderly father whispered to his son, "It's no harder than cutting watermelons."

"These orientals are not Xia people in the river, but cowardly Song merchants." A little witness thought, "And, infantry on the plains are useless, how can they fight against cavalry? The Song people are really only suitable for being merchants. Not to mention thousands, even tens of thousands, they can't stand the warriors' charges several times." Driven by this fantasy, before the generals of the Roma Turks were recruited, they seemed to have seen flesh-like flies heading towards the river bank.

The Navy's Musket Battalion had just been marching ashore for half a day. At noon, the left-wing Musket Battalion led by Du Chujiao encountered the first wave of more than 500 cavalry raids. The formation of the tribal cavalry in the desert was very chaotic, but in terms of bravery, they were no less than the imperial guards of the Roma Turks. In order to avoid excessive casualties, Du Chujiao ordered the entire team of the Musket Battalion to shrink, and directly changed the marching formation to a horizontal formation for easy defense, and moved closer to the navy fleet that was moving upwards.

In this way, when the Dashi Cavalry charged towards the Musket Battalion, in addition to facing two thousand muskets, they also had to withstand the volley of hundreds of heavy artillery pieces.

The navy's cannon boats were so fierce that in the eyes of the tribal cavalry, it was like the sky and the earth was cracking. After the cannon boats fired, the big-foot cavalry rode their horses backed, and only a few who could not control the horses rushed to the front of the musket camp were stabbed by musketmen who took advantage of the opportunity to assault. On the battlefield, the big-footmen horses were everywhere, but none of the musketmen under Du Chujiao were injured. With the support of the navy's cannon, they did not fire at once, so they stabbed the raging big-foot cavalry and repelled the fierce big-foot cavalry.
Chapter completed!