The reason is very simple, there is no way to do anything at the same time.
Emperor Yelu Yanxi of Tianzuo tore up the treaty and led the Liao army southward, which not only caught the Song Dynasty off guard, but also broke Li Yan's original plan.
During this period, he was supposed to be running a school in Sui'an Academy, guiding a group of original Liangshan heroes in the direction of being both civilized and military, and then cultivating a large number of civil servants. At the same time, he was supposed to be operating as a "manager" to create a plan for future dynasties.
Favorable pattern.
As a result, as soon as the Liao army moved south, they pulled out two military groups, the Xiang Corps and the Xiang Yong Regiment. However, during the battle, the battle situation changed rapidly, and he would also face the need to attack camps and march at night. No matter how energetic he was, he could not
During the day, he marched and fought, and at night, he moved around as a "commander".
This is also the reason why Li Yan did not choose to do so despite the fact that fame can be superimposed through different identities. He was too busy with two identities, let alone more.
However, although "Zuo Ming" did not appear much in the early stage, it had already created a high profile and frightened the Zhao and Song royal families. It would be a bit of a pity if it disappeared like this.
So when he realized that the Tianshu mantra combined with the precedent of Mingzun teaching could allow him to have an incarnation of Qi, Li Yan was greatly moved, but he was not in a hurry. He took out the Xuanyin jade and handed it to Gongsun Zhao: "This is
You can also learn a little bit about the Kung Fu technique I captured from Mingzun disciples."
Gongsun Zhao held the Xuanyin Jade, thought for a moment, felt excited all over, and returned it again: "Thank you, brother. This Taoism is also broad and profound, but it is not suitable for me..."
He originally wanted to say that the behavior of the "Taiyuan Zhenfa" was a bit more arrogant and surly, and that it was easier to fall into the wrong path than the authentic Xuanmen, but seeing the calmness in his brother's aura, he knew that he did not need to remind him.
Seeing the two of them exchanging magic tricks, Ding Run thought of Fan Rui: "I also have a pretentious brother in Liangshan. He does have some skills in Taoism. When will my junior brother give me some advice?"
Gongsun Zhaodao: "It's not about giving advice, let's discuss it with each other... But now is not the time. I want to sneak into Yanjing to see if I can sneak into Yelv Dezhong's side, cooperate inside and outside, and help the local army!"
Li Yandao: "Will Yelu Dezhong trust you?"
Gongsun Zhao shook his head: "This man is extremely suspicious. He even wanted to kill the loyal Han generals under his command. He definitely doesn't have much trust in me."
"But now that the two armies are fighting, if he longs for all help, like a drowning man grabbing every life-saving straw, there may be a chance for me to help. What's more, now that I have learned the method of soaring into the clouds, I can take the lead to leave if the situation is not good...
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Li Yan was silent.
He knew very well that the Taoist methods in this world were not omnipotent. Just like the soaring cloud method, Gao Lian also used it in the original work to escape, but it was broken in mid-air and fell directly from the clouds. Gongsun Zhao is currently
Although his Taoism is becoming more and more sophisticated, infiltrating into today's Yanjing still requires risking one's life.
Ding Run saw this concern, cupped his fists and said, "Brother Liang Shanbo will be transferred to the head coach, and I will accompany my junior brother!"
Li Yan nodded slightly: "Okay! However, although the capture of Yanjing is the decisive battle to regain Yanyun, you will not be able to sit back and relax after this battle. The Liao Kingdom will definitely counterattack, and there is also a turmoil behind the Song court. You two must remember to save your usefulness.
, when things cannot be done, don’t force yourself!”
Gongsun Zhao held up his hands: "Brother, please rest assured, we understand!"
After watching the brothers leave, Li Yan closed his eyes and meditated on the Tianshu Mantra for a moment. He had some concerns in his mind and walked towards the military camp instead of going to the meeting hall.
It is not to inspect the army, but to check the preparation status of siege equipment in the craftsman camp.
If the biggest shortcoming of the rural army at present is nothing else, it is the siege equipment.
Not to mention compared with the official army of the Song Dynasty, even when the main force of the Liao army attacked Damingfu, the size of the siege equipment they built far exceeded the preparations of the rural army at that time, and the Liao army was notoriously incapable of attacking cities.
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Therefore, one of the reasons why Li Yan agreed with Zhu Wu and Wu Yong's strategy of taking Jizhou first and then attacking Yanjing was to buy time for the craftsman camp. It was better to improvise than to make any preparations at all.
At this time, the camp was very busy. Craftsmen were coming and going, but they couldn't see the eye-catching large equipment. After getting the news, Ling Zhen rushed out and explained the reason: "Brother, I came just in time, the artillery has already been
It’s the first time we see the scale!”
Li Yan raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Take me to see it!"
"It's better to let them come out... and show off!"
Ling Zhen smiled and clapped his hands gracefully.
Soon, groups of powerful rural soldiers came out pushing a row of strange siege equipment.
Of course, the so-called strange is that for people of this era, in Li Yan's eyes, the dark iron pipes exuded a ferocious aura. At a glance, he thought of the artillery of later generations. It was he who gave Ling Zhen the drawings.
Realistic works in.
However, a closer look shows that both the long and short lines of the gun body and the cast iron materials are inevitably rough and crude, leaving a big question mark on its actual combat performance.
There were artillery within the Song Dynasty, which was part of the Tokyo Armory Storehouse, but it was not used on a large scale in battles. In the original work, Ling Zhen was the deputy gunner, specializing in artillery, and was just a junior general.
But this time Ling Zhen began to take command, ordering his men to push the artillery to a suitable position, loading the shells himself, then aiming at a boulder in the distance of the shooting range, and the fire ignited: "Fire!!"
This movement also attracted soldiers from all around to watch. When a bolt of thunder and fire erupted from the muzzle, many people were startled. After a moment of silence, they burst into loud cheers.
Because along with the loud noise, dust rose up all over the sky. When the dust dispersed, there was only rubble on the ground in front of them.
The entire boulder was actually broken into pieces, and there were faint flames on the ground.
So powerful!
Ling Zhen raised his arms at the right time and shouted: "The local army will be victorious!"
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They were initially worried that their own siege equipment was so scarce that they could only use human lives to supply it when attacking Yanjing.
Although at this stage of the battle, everyone was full of indomitable momentum, but it was instinct to cherish life. Now that I saw such a powerful siege equipment, I was naturally overjoyed.
When the cheering soldiers dispersed and went around to tell the good news, only Li Yan and Ling Zhen were left. The latter began to tell the truth: "Brother, I have observed the Yanjing city wall before. The Liao people still put a lot of thought into building it."
It can be said to be impregnable. This thing can make a sound, but it is impossible to actually break the city with it..."
"I am also forced to have no choice. The construction period is too fast, and there are not many craftsmen at hand. I can only build these artillery first. Even if I use my uncle's Leihuozi as artillery shells, I can't break the city. Besides, we have very few artillery shells..."
Li Yan said: "How many rounds can we drive now?"
Ling Zhen whispered: "The artillery shells made of black powder are extremely unstable and cannot be mass-produced. Now I only have my uncle's Leihuozi to support them. I can fire three rounds at most and the shells will be gone."
Li Yan's eyes flashed and he prompted: "Previously, the leader of Ding Village asked Zhang Heng and Zhang Shun to tie straw men on the boat to build momentum and deal a huge blow to the enemy's morale. However, the other side had a reckless general who relied on his strength.
Ten thousand people are not brave enough to fight directly, but unintentionally broke the formation..."
Ling Zhen thought thoughtfully after hearing this: "Brother, do you want to use the threat of artillery to make the Liao army take the initiative to attack? But the three rounds are too short. I'm afraid that the Liao people will not be able to react in time, and our side will be mute."
, the artillery pieces have all become decorations..."
Li Yan said: "Then the time between each round should be longer. It is normal for such a firearm to need barrel cooling."
Ling Zhen's eyes lit up and he understood completely: "Fire a round of artillery every two quarters of an hour. When the third round is fired, I believe the Liao people should have reacted and led their troops to charge out!"
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"This time we will stick to Yanjing, and we will never leave the city!"
Yelu De stood again on the top of the Yanjing wall, looking at the black mass of rural troops arriving outside the moat in the distance, and emphasized again.
In the past few days, he did not know how many times he had repeated this request. At first, the focus was on working together to appease the people in the city. But when he actually saw the township army marching in, the focus changed to the second half of the sentence,
Even if the other party yells and insults, you must never fight him.
Not to mention the Han generals who had long lost their fighting spirit, after this series of confrontations, even the Khitan warriors did not dare to step forward rashly. They nodded silently, preparing to learn from the Southern Dynasties, hold on to the city, and win a glorious victory.
The one with the most fighting spirit was Wu Yanguang, but he was located far back and could not speak at all. He could only clench his fists and watch the rural troops marching in the distance in a mighty manner, showing off their power and positioning themselves below the city.
"You don't even have any siege equipment, and you still want to destroy the majestic city of Yanjing?"
However, Yelu De took a closer look and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.
Carts, stacked bridges, ladders, pointed wooden donkeys and even trebuchets are the standard equipment for siege.
Especially when attacking the capital, these large siege equipment are indispensable.
Although the defensive power of Yanjing is not as good as Bianjing and the three accompanying capitals of the Song Dynasty, it is also the location of Nanjing Xijin, one of the five capitals of the Liao Kingdom. Without these siege equipment, relying solely on human flesh and blood, the one hundred and twenty thousand
An army of one hundred thousand will return defeated.
So Yelu was relieved, but he couldn't help but have doubts: "Lin Chong has a good plan for attacking cities and plundering territory. He doesn't even understand the simplest principles. Is there any plot against me?"
While he was thinking with all his strength, Li Yan rode on the lion's horse, stood out from the crowd, and came to the front of the formation. His voice clearly spread in all directions: "Come here, push out our invincible thunderbolt cannon!"
The dark cannons were pushed out from the formation one after another. Even if a cart was placed underneath, it would still require the combined efforts of eight people, which shows how heavy it is.
Such a formation naturally caused the Liao generals on the wall to rush to look at it: "What is that?" "I have never seen such siege equipment before!" "It is so far away, what use can it have?"
Yelu Dezhong's expression became solemn. Looking at the majestic figure riding on the lion, the shadow in his heart became more and more serious. He said sternly: "Archers, prepare, try to throw as much as possible to prevent the opponent from attacking!"
"Fire! Fire!!"
But before the archers lined up on the wall, Ling Zhen roared at the top of his lungs, and the so-called Thunderbolt Cannon had already demonstrated its terrifying power.
Boom! Boom! Boom——
As a row of giant cannons made terrifying noises and thunderous fire, the wall of Yanjing suddenly exploded. The air flow surged and rocks flew. The archers standing at the top of the city lost their footing and the ones in the front row fell forward.
, actually climbed over the city wall, let out a shrill scream, and finally crashed under the city.
When the smoke and dust dispersed, the originally impregnable city wall was actually still impregnable, but the township army was already shouting loudly. Their peak morale after successive victories, coupled with such earth-shattering movements, turned into an arrogant sound that resounded in all directions.
: "God's punishment! God's punishment!"
The Liao people were trembling with fear. The previous successive defeats, coupled with the fact that the enemy carried out such unprecedented siege equipment, almost thought it was a punishment from heaven. Even the leader Yelv Dezhong turned pale with horror and subconsciously groaned:
"Does God want Daliao to lose Yanyun?"
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, he regretted them.
As expected, the generals on the left and right turned pale after hearing this, and their morale had dropped to an unprecedented level.
However, after feeling strong regret, Yelv Dezhong discovered that the strange siege equipment did not launch another attack. Instead, the rural army was busy up and down, and there were several craftsmen playing with something unknown next to each barrel.
A full two-quarters of an hour later, Ling Zhen's order was issued again: "Fire! Fire!!"
Boom! Boom! Boom——
After the second round of shelling, although the specific damage to the city wall could not be seen clearly, the Liao generals were completely panicked. Some were so frightened that they ran to the rear. Those who stayed behind also said in a trembling voice: "Your Highness, what should we do?
If that punishment were to happen again, wouldn't the city wall collapse?"
Yelu De regained his composure: "Why are you panicking? We would have been dead long ago if we really wanted to be punished by heaven. Why do we need this thing? This invincible thunderbolt cannon cannot be fired continuously. It is only as powerful as this. It just looks novel..."
"Who dares to go out of the city to meet the enemy and destroy all these divine artillery pieces?"
Obviously, the first half of what he said was just comfort, and he didn't believe it even after he said it. The last thing is the key.
Since this artillery requires a long time to prepare between each shot, taking advantage of the enemy's preparation time to go out of the city and destroy the artillery can prevent the fall of Yanjing.
Otherwise, if the opponent is allowed to keep bombarding like this, let alone whether the city wall can collapse, the defenders may not even have the strength to hold their weapons to resist, and they will definitely be defeated like a mountain.
But at this time, the Liao generals on the city wall who had seen the power of artillery were completely discouraged and fell silent after hearing the words.
Only a figure jumped out, half-kneeling on the ground: "The final general Wu Yanguang is willing to go!"
Yelv was overjoyed when he was serious. He stepped forward to help him up, took off his red shirt and put it on the opponent's shoulders: "General Wuyan is worthy of being our number one warrior in Daliao. If you step forward at this juncture, I, the king, still have
What’s the point of worrying?”
Wu Yanguang grabbed his shirt tightly, clasped his fists heavily, then mounted the black horse, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, and jumped out like a tiger coming out of the gate:
"I am Wu Yanguang, general of the Liao Dynasty. Who dares to fight to the death with me!!"