"Hey, hey!" Sun Xiaobao, the leader of the signing army, agreed simply, but reluctantly licked the last drop of wine in the copper bowl with his tongue, then put the wine bowl into his arms, picked up the knife, and staggered towards
Outside the enemy tower.
The other signer men, whose names were not called, first listened with open ears, and then sipped slowly with their wine bowls in hand. No one took Cui Huaisheng's reminder seriously.
Pingyuan City is more than ten miles away from the Yellow River, and there is Yelu Longxu's camp in front of it. If the Song army has the ability, they will first kill across the Yellow River, then skip Yelu Longxu's camp, and fly directly to Pingyuan County.
Come.
What's more, since the Southern Expedition, which Song army has the courage to abandon the strong city and go out to fight with the Liao soldiers and horses in the field?
Therefore, the movement just outside the city was at best like wild wolves or dogs searching for carrion corpses on the north bank of the Xiaoqing River. It could not possibly come from humans.
Even if they come from humans, they are still scouts or messengers from the Liao Dynasty. They cannot come from the Song army or the rebellious people of the Song Dynasty!
However, what happened next was somewhat beyond their expectations.
Before everyone could finish a sip of wine, team leader Sun Xiaobao had already rushed back with a pale face, "Touhou, enemy attack, enemy attack! I don't know how many people..."
"How do you know it's an enemy attack?" Cui Huaisheng, the leader of the signing army, was so worried that he dropped the silver wine flask, jumped up, and grabbed Sun Xiaobao by the collar, "You see clearly, he is not one of our own?!"
"No, definitely not, they came by boat, there were so many boats!" Sun Xiaobao was so anxious that he almost cried. He struggled and screamed loudly. "It was also very quiet. There was not even a snort from the horse!"
"Woo--" Before Cui Huaisheng could ask any more questions, the shrill horn sound had already sounded on the city wall. But it was the other brothers who were on duty tonight who also discovered the strange identities of the soldiers and horses passing by outside the city, and decisively blew their horns to warn them.
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"Guards, guard the city gate. Marshal Yelu will be here in a quarter of an hour!" Leaving Sun Xiaobao behind, Cui Huaisheng drew his sword with a pale face and shouted at the top of his voice, "If we can't guard the city gate, we will all die tonight.
It will implicate the family!"
"Keep the door, keep the door!" The fellow villagers who had begged him for a drink before were all frightened and turned pale. They repeated mechanically with trembling voices. Then, one by one, they hid their wine bowls under their cloth or leather armors and pulled them out.
He drew his sword and rushed outside the enemy tower in a chaotic manner.
Hundreds of rockets fell from mid-air, immediately knocking down five or six of them. The remaining soldiers immediately squatted down decisively, and at the same time protected their foreheads and eyes with the steel knives in their hands.
This instinctive action saved the lives of many of them.
The rockets were fired from outside the city. Due to the distance and height factors, there was not much strength left. And although the armor they wore was of low quality, their helmets were all covered with a thin layer of iron.
The rockets falling in mid-air could not penetrate the helmets, nor could they penetrate the blades used to cover their faces. Even if an unlucky guy happened to be hit in the back by a rocket, the injuries would not be fatal immediately.
"Stand up. If you are still alive, stand up quickly and stand behind the battlements. There is a blind spot and arrows cannot hit it." This is not the first time Cui Huaisheng, the leader of the signing army, has followed the main force of the Khitan to plunder south. He has accumulated a lot of experience long ago.
Some life-saving tips. After dodging a round of rockets falling from the sky, immediately shout out the order.
While shouting, he set an example. He squatted on the city wall, with his feet like a short-legged tortoise, and moved towards the battlements step by step. Before the next round of rockets fell, he successfully moved behind the battlements closest to him.
"The battlements, rockets can't be fired from behind the battlements!" Sun Xiaobao and others followed suit, reminding each other, squatting on the ground and moving their legs.
The second round of rockets fell and knocked down five or six of them. However, most of the signing troops in this city relied on the experience taught by Cui Huaisheng and successfully entered the blind spot of the archers outside the city.
The voice of Cui Huaisheng, the head of the signing army, continued to be heard, with obvious trembling, "Quick, everyone has a battlement opening, and stare at both sides of himself. When he found the ladder, he immediately smashed the wooden logs on it, and called for help to smash it together.
.The rolling log is at your feet!”
This was also the experience he had accumulated when he followed the Khitan troops south to plunder several times. However, it was not from the Khitan people, but from the Song army guarding the city.
In a small city like Pingyuan, the city wall is only one foot or six feet high. The fastest way to break through the city is to climb up the city with a ladder. The easiest way to deal with the ladder is to use a rolling log to smash down the ladder, and a group of people will be smashed with one hit.
Pingyuan County surrendered when the Khitan troops arrived, and not a single rolling log on the city wall was used. It was most convenient to use it to deal with the army outside the city at this moment.
The camp of Yelu Longxu, the commander of the East Route Army, is less than twenty miles away from Pingyuan County. As long as the defenders can hold on for about an hour, the enemies outside the city will definitely catch up before Yelu Longxu leads his army.
Withdrew in despair.
However, Cui Huaisheng's experience is not very useful today.
The team outside the city relied on its large number of people to launch rockets upwards one after another. Like thousands of candles, in a short time, the north gate of Pingyuan City was illuminated from top to bottom.
"What are these damn Song people going to do?" After the initial nervousness, Cui Huaisheng suddenly became suspicious. Using the light of the burning rocket, he secretly looked down the city and saw a half-seat fishing boat, which was almost as big as the city gate.
The tall, huge chariot was slowly pushed toward the north gate.
"Quick, throw stones and smash that chariot." Not knowing what the chariot was used for, Cui Huaisheng instinctively sensed the danger, quickly moved his body to the top of the city gate, grabbed a stone and smashed it down.
"Boom!" The stone hit the chariot, making a loud noise.
'The outside of the chariot is covered with iron sheets, and the inside is hollow, which can hide people!' With experience, Cui Huaisheng immediately made the correct judgment. In an instant, he was so anxious that he "throw rocks, throw logs, smash it, smash it."
Rotten it, quickly, quickly!"
Upon hearing the order, his brothers moved their legs and quickly climbed to the top of the city gate. Risking being shot by rockets, they dropped huge rolling logs and heavy stones one after another.
As Han people who were given to the Liao Dynasty by the later emperors of the Jin Dynasty along with the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun, their concept of country was very vague. They never accepted the rule of the Song Dynasty for a day, and they never regarded themselves as Song people.
Although the Khitan soldiers used them as consumables, every time they went south to "strike the grass valley", as long as the brothers who could return alive could bring back a lot of unexpected wealth.
Therefore, at this moment, it is their instinctive choice to guard the city gate and ensure that they can return to their hometown alive.
As for national justice, it was too far away and too vague for them to care about.
However, despite their best efforts, they were still unable to harm the chariot at all.
When a large piece of rock is smashed down, it can only create a spark on the outside of the chariot. When a heavy rolling log is hit, the force is completely offset by the supporting wooden frame inside the chariot, unable to cause fatal damage to the chariot.
"Throw the torch, throw the torch and burn it. The iron sheet is not afraid of fire, but the people inside must be!" Cui Huaisheng was so anxious that he stood up and pointed at the city, shouting at the top of his lungs.
As the head of the signing army, he was surrounded by fellow villagers. If Pingyuan City was captured by the Song army, his fellow villagers might still be able to save their lives by surrendering, but he himself would definitely be doomed.
Even if you meet a kind-hearted Song general and don't kill him, if the Liao Kingdom knows that he surrendered to the Song army, his wife and children in Youzhou will be captured by the local officials and sold into slavery. It would be better for him to fight in person.
Die on the city wall in exchange for the peace of the whole family.
Another row of rockets hit the top of the city, forcing Cui Huaisheng to retract his body back behind the battlements.
Several brothers around him grabbed burning rockets and threw them at the chariot, but still had no effect. The ugly and heavy chariot advanced step by step, and its entire body entered the city gate. Then, the heavy and heavy chariot
On the wooden door, there was the sound of hammer hammering nails, "dong dong, dong dong, dong dong..." The sound was urgent and annoying.
"Quickly, nail all these gunpowder boxes to the city gate. Leave the nail holes on the protruding wooden beams on both sides. Don't hit the front of the boxes. Don't hit the leads either, otherwise, everyone will be dead!
"In the iron chariot, Liu Hong, the commander of the Crane Control Division of Jingdong East Road in the Song Dynasty, gave orders with a hoarse voice. "Brothers pushing the cart will evacuate first. After the boxes are nailed, you will also evacuate. I will stay and light the fire!"
The brothers looked at him silently and speeded up one after another.
The burning speed of the gunpowder fuse was very unstable, and rockets kept falling from outside the car. If something went wrong, Liu Hong might be shattered into pieces along with the gate of Pingyuan City.
Everyone admired his courage and were willing to do their best to give him a chance to escape safely.
"Leave a group of people on guard, and the rest of the brothers will all go down and demolish the houses to block the city gate!" On the northern wall of Pingyuan County, the voice of Du Yuhou Guo Jin suddenly sounded, causing all the soldiers near the north gate to panic in an instant.
Found the backbone.
No matter what the iron cart was used for, it would be right to block the city gate with adobe, bricks and tiles. As for why the Song army did not use ladders to attack the city, at this moment, no one could think about it.
There is strength in numbers. At least 200 signers are on duty tonight at the north gate and north wall of Pingyuan City. There are still more than 400 signers who have been arriving one after another after hearing the warning.
The six hundred signing troops worked hand and foot to quickly dismantle enough adobes, bricks and tiles. Just as they were following Guo Jin's command and preparing to take turns entering and exiting the gate to block the city gate, the north gate came to a halt.
, but the shouts of team leader Sun Xiaobao came again, "Song Army, Song Army has withdrawn, they have withdrawn..."
"What?" Duyuhou Guo Jin, Dutou Cui Huaisheng, and the other leaders of the signing army all couldn't believe their ears.
In the middle of the night, he ran to the north gate of Pingyuan City, fired a few waves of rockets, stuffed an iron-shelled car into the doorway, and left. What kind of monster was the team outside doing?
Before they could give the order for Sun Xiaobao to take a closer look, they suddenly saw a flash of fire in the doorway. Then, there was thunder on the ground, "Boom!"
The north gate of Pingyuan City was shattered into pieces with thunder and fire.
A heat wave carried countless wood chips and wood chips, roaring from the doorway into the city, and directly sprayed Guo Jin, the Marquis of Yu, who was the first to bear the brunt, into a colander.
Look at the soldiers who were holding adobes, bricks and tiles in their hands. They were also knocked to the ground by the heat wave one after another. Their whole bodies were covered in meat without making a sound!
Han Qing held a long tassel and rushed into the city quickly. Zhang Fan and Wang Wu were on the left and right, guarding both sides of his body.
Behind him were more than three thousand brothers. Their steel swords were as strong as snow and their armors were clanging. They took long strides, like a torrent, overwhelming all obstacles.
