Chapter 938: Let the Baosha check the Baosha, and let the monks check the monks!
"Little Lord!
"
Facts have proved that although Wanyan Talan was killed by Guan Sheng, the Jin man was far more than a marksman.
In light cavalry battles, the beheading tactic is actually far more convenient than infantry.
When Yelu Zongyun's body fell down and he fell off his horse, the guards on the left and right roared, and their high and shrill voices also reminded the surrounding Liao cavalry that their leader was gone.
The damage caused by this voice to the morale of the Liao army was even more fatal than Yelu Zongyun being shot to death by a cold arrow.
The battlefield was extremely chaotic. Without the sound of horns and drums to remind them, the soldiers' attention would only be focused on the small area within sight. The loose Liao army had no idea that Yelv Zongyun had been killed in this way.
it's good now……
The screams spread, and the Liao army's commotion spread.
They were just ordinary soldiers. The general who had been specially ordered by Yelu Dezhong to assist in protecting his eldest son had his eyes red and roared to attack: "Golden Dog! Give me back my young master's life!"
The scene became more chaotic, but these generals soon discovered that they could not take revenge at all.
At some point, the Jurchen cavalry gathered together and charged over with their eyes red and cruel expressions.
"kill!
"
"Look who dies!
"
When they meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. The Pishi Army is the elite of the Liao Army, and its reputation is not in vain. It suppresses the rain of arrows with ease, and its melee thrusts are equally fierce and accurate. The sharp weapons left deep grooves on the Jurchens' bodies.
Blood tank.
However, their formation was too divided. On the whole, the Liao cavalry clearly had the advantage, but on small local battlefields, there were often two or three Jurchen cavalry besieging one Liao cavalry.
The Jurchen cavalry chose close combat this time. Their weapons were not uniform, but their attack rhythm was extremely regular. The sharp spears and spears in their hands often stabbed each other, and the horses under their crotches were already half the length of the opponent.
After one round, he crossed over neatly without any lingering entanglement, and then killed another Liao man.
The next Jurchen cavalry followed closely, doing the same thing.
In mid-air, Li Yan, who was overlooking the battlefield with his hands behind his hands, could see it most clearly.
The Jurchens' horses always kept running at a high speed, using the weapons in their hands to cause maximum damage with the minimum force. They pierced and interlaced with each other in a tacit understanding, bringing the cavalry's tactics of dividing the enemy's forces to its fullest.
When Li Yan was teaching at the academy, he used the term "cook to untie an ox" to describe the highest level of light cavalry combat. Although the Jurchen cavalry cannot reach that level today, it is indeed an eye-opener.
"With the national power of the Central Plains Dynasty, they can afford to raise three thousand iron pagodas, but if you want to cultivate such a light cavalry, it is not a matter of money."
"ah--!"
Compared to his lament, the Liao cavalry were miserable.
The leather armor has a good stomach, which helps them withstand a lot of damage, but sometimes, it is easier to die early. Under the repeated stabs back and forth, they are like prisoners who have been executed.
's screams.
The armor's stomach was shattered, flesh and blood flew, and desperate cries resounded throughout the sky.
Each person in this group of Liao cavalry was shot at least a dozen times, or even stabbed dozens of times before they died. The Jurchens, with an excited smile in their eyes, were still driving the horses under the deceased's crotch.
When each bloody gourd was brutally driven towards the Liao army's formation, the balance of morale instantly tilted, and a real collapse broke out.
A part of the Liao army's cavalry alternated their hooves and galloped away without knowing where they were going. This is the most common situation for the defeated side, and most of them will become bandits afterwards.
The other part began to turn around and run away madly towards Liaoyang Mansion. These were deserters who only knew how to rush back without considering the bad impact it would cause.
"Hahaha! Kill!
"
Wanyan Loushi took the lead, laughing loudly, and the aura as bright as a blazing flame appeared on the Jurchen cavalry again.
The confidence that was almost lost after being beaten by the Yan army was regained by the Liao people.
The original confidence of the Liao army might be restored from the Song army, but now Zhao and Song have been destroyed...
"This northern empire that has been dominant for two hundred years will eventually be eliminated by the times..."
Witnessing this scene, Li Yan, who once led his country soldiers and soldiers to fight against the Liao army, felt somewhat emotional.
Although he did not watch the whole process, when he saw the Tiefutu led by Guan Sheng clearing the way in front of the Yan army, and their armor was mottled with blood, he knew that this heavy armored cavalry violently killed the Jin army.
The Jin army must have taken the opportunity to show their weakness to the enemy and used the collapse as bait to draw out the Liao cavalry, who in turn violently killed the opponent.
The Liao army was actually not weak. It was the single-minded struggle of the Yan and Jin countries that raised the level of the army to the point where they were completely unable to keep up with the times...
"My son! My son!
"
The Liao people were defeated and returned home. Yelu of Liaoyang Mansion was seriously injured. When he got the news immediately, his body shook and his eyes were red.
He gave the warning in the hope that it would not be verified, but unfortunately it backfired.
Yelu Zongyun's death was a huge blow to him.
Yelu Dezhong had four sons, the eldest son Yelu Zongyun, the second son Yelu Zongdian, the third son Yelu Zonglei, and the fourth son Yelu Zonglin. Except for the youngest son who was still young and had not yet reached the crown, the second and third sons were not very good.
In order to achieve success, the third son even caused the tragic defeat of Zengtou City. Only the eldest son was both civil and military. Unexpectedly, he died at the hands of the Jin man in this battle. Both the relationship between father and son and the loss of the heir were a huge blow.
"Brother Wang, Brother Wang...when did I, Daliao, become so weak?"
However, compared to Princess Tianshou's cries, Yelu Dezhong took a deep breath and looked at Gongsun Zhao, even though he suffered such heavy injuries: "Taoist Master Gongsun, please command the 'Xuanji Taoist Army' to protect the internal stability of Liaoyang Mansion!
"
Gongsun Zhao did not interfere in the internal military affairs of the Liao Kingdom, so as not to help more and more troubles. When he was entrusted, he immediately raised his hands and saluted: "Please don't worry... I am gone!"
Gongsun Zhao was not sure because he had already heard the sounds of turmoil in the city.
The Liao Kingdom is a standard country with a vast territory and sparsely populated areas. The total population of the country so far is only similar to that of the Liangzhe Road and the Road in the late Northern Song Dynasty. In the Liaodong region, the most densely populated places are the two prefectures, Liaoyang Prefecture and Huanglong Prefecture.
The two cities and the surrounding villages have a population of three to four hundred thousand. This level is not low in the Central Plains, and it is a very large gathering place in the Liao Kingdom.
Naturally, there was a mixed crowd inside, and spies from the Kingdom of Jin also got in early.
"Our foundation of the Liao Dynasty was formed by Taizu's hundreds of battles. Today, the world is falling apart. Tian Zuo is just enjoying himself and has no regard for his people. Strong enemies wantonly insult him. Masters and disciples have failed. The country is in danger..."
This is for literate people.
"Famines don't produce rice, we always lose battles, we can't live anymore, we're rebelling!"
"
This is for uneducated people.
"The Kingdom of Jin is our destination. As long as we take refuge in Dajin, we grassland people can live a good life!"
This is even something the Khitan people are talking about.
He is a real Khitan man. Not only his clothes, but also his hair style are typical of Khitan men. The top of his head is shaved, the sides are cut short, and two long locks of hair are grown on the side of his head like a curtain, hanging down beside his ears.
Just like Yelu Zhangnu, once the Khitans speak for the Jurchens, they are more convincing than other ethnic groups. In addition, during the recent famine, Liaodong did generally receive assistance from the Jin Kingdom, and the influence has not dissipated.
If these are not enough to make the Liao people switch sides to the Jin, then there is a very practical principle...
Which side wins, who do they help?
In the eyes of the people in Liaoyang Mansion, the Jin people won.
When the Tiefu Tu ravaged the Jin cavalry, the people in the city couldn't see it, but the embarrassing scene of the Pishi army, known as the most elite Khitan army, being severely beaten by the Jurchens and the first batch of people fleeing back to the city was engraved in their eyes.
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The Jurchens roared in response, and chaos suddenly broke out in Liaoyang Mansion. By the time Gongsun Zhao dispatched with the Xuanji Taoist soldiers selected by the Han people, the situation was already on the verge of collapse.
"Go to the city gate!"
He immediately changed his plan and headed towards the south city gate.
The city gate must be firmly guarded to prevent the Jin from seizing the city and to allow the Yan army to enter. This is the top priority at this time.
"Follow up! Keep up!"
The Xuanji Taoist soldiers had indeed not completed their training. Following Gongsun Zhao, many of the soldiers looked nervous.
Fortunately, Gongsun Zhao held the ancient sword with pine patterns, and his moves and spells poured out like flowing clouds and flowing water. Under his command, the Taoist soldiers gradually found the rhythm of training. They often anticipated the enemy's opportunities and eliminated many thieves along the way.
, calming down one small-scale disturbance after another.
When the South City Gate was in sight and shouts of killing came from it, it turned out that there were Jin spies here who took action in advance and fought with the Liao soldiers, almost gaining the upper hand.
The Jin people lacked siege equipment, so it was difficult to enter the city through conventional methods. However, once the city gate was controlled and the inside and outside were coordinated, they could successfully seize the city and occupy this most critical stronghold in Liaodong.
Seeing Gongsun Zhao leading his team approaching, the Jin spies on the city gate roared and took the lead in fanning: "The Han people are coming! The Han people are coming! The grassland people are not ruled by the Han people!"
But then, what appeared in front of him was a grand scene of changing colors...
When the thieves on the south city gate were wiped out with the cooperation of magic spells and Taoist soldiers, before Gongsun Zhao could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a loud boom in the distance, turned around and saw a ball of fire bursting out.
"What is that place?"
"Gunpowder Factory..."
Yelu Dezhong on the tower also saw it, and his body swayed again, showing deep regret.
Today, there are many workshops in Liaoyang Mansion, as well as a place for researching gunpowder, which he specially set up for the artillery launched by Ling Zhen during the decisive battle of Yanjing.
He didn't want to be restrained by those terrible sharp weapons, so he hired craftsmen everywhere, spent a huge price, and was about to achieve some achievements. Unexpectedly, it turned into a ball of fire and became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
The cavalry was defeated and Liaoyang Mansion was in chaos!
If you don’t work hard, you won’t be able to believe that the Liao Kingdom is so weak...
But after working hard, he could no longer straighten his back in front of King Yan!