Yelu Dashi stared at the scene on the battlefield, threw away the drum hammer in his hand, and said loudly: "The central army will form an array. If the left army breaks up and rushes into the formation, kill them on the spot."
If these defeated troops dispersed their own central army, they would be dead.
Although these people are also Khitan troops, once the rebels rush into the central army, they will do more harm than the Jurchens.
Yelu Dashi gave an order, and the Chinese army immediately drove away the remaining soldiers on the left, and watched as these people were expelled and killed by the Jurchen Tatars.
Anyone who forced their way into the battle was cut down by the Khitans from the Chinese army. Yelu Dashi felt cold in his heart, as the good situation was ruined by this group of people. Regardless of the objections of the people around him, he personally took a long spear and stepped forward.
Go downstairs.
Ever since he decided to launch a general offensive, Yelu Dashi knew very well that from now on, the remaining main force of the Khitan troops under his command would not be able to afford a single defeat.
As long as there is a defeat, not only the Jurchens, but also the Song people around them will make the final blow to kill themselves at any time.
In the huge Liao Kingdom, Nanjing Prefecture (Youyan) was taken by the Song Dynasty, Zhongjing, Tokyo, and Shangjing were occupied by the Jurchens. The Zahu and Tatars in western Liaoning became independent one after another.
Only Xijing Mansion, the land of Yunnei, is the object of covetous attention from all parties.
Xiao Yixue stretched out his hand to stop him: "Your Majesty, do you want to destroy the Khitan?"
Yelu Dashi said solemnly: "Today's matter is that if we don't fight, we will die. If we fight, we will have a chance to survive. Even if we survive, how many battles can we lose? How much land can we give away? How many people can die?"
Every word he said was like a drumstick, hitting the hearts of the Khitan people.
No matter how many games the Song Dynasty lost, they could recover. If the Jurchens lost, they would have the opportunity to retreat and recuperate. But the Khitan had reached the point where they did not dare to lose even once, and they were no longer qualified to fight timidly.
Everyone looked at the back of the city tower under the big stone of Yelu. There was a gloomy air on the city wall that would not go away, as if it was going to crush people.
"careful!"
A Jurchen cold arrow came through the air. A soldier beside Xiao Yixue blocked the arrow for him. Blood foam sprayed on his face. He wiped the blood and tears on his face fiercely. Xiao Yixue loudly ordered: "Beat."
Drum, help me in the battle, the others will follow me down to the city, and follow your Majesty to fight!"
The emperor's personal expedition, even if he is hiding hundreds of miles behind the battlefield, can be a huge boost to the morale of the army.
In later generations, Song Qinzong climbed up the tower and stood there. Even the useless snacks of the Imperial Guards in the Beijing camp were able to repel an attack by the Jurchens.
In this era, the emperor of a huge empire personally visiting the battlefield was a great inspiration to his people.
Yelu Dashi put on his armor himself, and the moment the city gate opened, a mountain roar and tsunami erupted.
The Khitan soldiers on the battlefield looked back and saw that it was the sun and moon flag with a red background representing the Emperor of the Liao Dynasty. The Khitan people believe in the primitive religion Shamanism. Shamanism believes that the sun is the god of heaven and the moon is the god of earth. Worshiping the sun and moon is the god of earth.
It is worship of heaven and earth. The sun and moon gods are the "immortal gods" (Meng and Tengger) in shamanism and are the supreme gods. The Khitan sun and moon gods are the emperor and queen.
Wherever the banner of Yelv Dashi reached, the Khitan soldiers all had their blood boiling and looked up to the sky and roared.
Yao Pingzhong looked at the gate of the city. The dust was flying. The cavalry came on horseback and said with their spears: "Yelü Dashi, we are fighting for our lives."
In the valley battlefield on the left, there was no sound of fighting. The large group of Jurchen cavalry was gathering its ranks slightly, preparing to fight westward.
This speed was already fast enough, but I didn't expect that there were soldiers and horses in the city.
Wanyan Loushi did not even expect that this time it would be the emperor of Daliao, Yelu Dashi, who personally wore armor and came to the battle formation.
Even Wanyan Aguda has not been on the battlefield for a long time. Unless the emperors and emperors are forced to do so, who would brave the arrows and come to the battlefield to fight.
Yelu Dashi was the top scholar in both civil and military fields. He took the lead with a big gun in his hand, and was surrounded by soldiers who were guarding him. They were always ready to shield him from arrows and protect his surroundings.
Amidst the shouts of Wanyan Lou's room, the Jurchen warriors finally opened hundreds of bows into a full moon shape. There was a loud sound of strings, and the sharp and slender armor-piercing cones of hundreds of arrowheads were fired out.
The walking bow used by the Jurchen Tatars was so powerful that hundreds of feather arrows shot out, and there was a sharp whistling sound in the air!
At such a close distance, all the powerful walking bows are used, even if they are wearing a layer of heavy armor, they can be shot through!
Dozens of people consciously rushed to the Yelv Rock to block the rain of arrows for him.
Wanyan Loushi could even clearly see that the face armor of the Liao soldier rushing at the front had fallen off, revealing a ferocious roaring face. Facing the feather arrow, the Liao knight did not even raise an eyebrow.
In an instant, his mount and his body were splashed with blood, and more than ten feather arrows shot through the chest and face of his mount. He was also hit by four or five arrows, which penetrated deeply into his body. One more arrow penetrated his body.
on his cheek!
The emperor is behind you.
Under such an indomitable charge, the Jurchen Tatars on the left were unable to adjust their formation again. The Jurchen infantry array was not much better than the Khitans just now. They also screamed in pain and were stabbed down.
The sword rolled up and filled the sky with blood. He was also knocked away hard, and was trampled into the mud by the horse.
The cavalry charging into the formation is equivalent to the armored soldiers of this era, and it is difficult to resist. Unless there is a skilled infantry formation like the Song Dynasty, which can use the formation to remove the impact force.
Yelu Dashi galloped his horse and swept across the thrusts, killing many enemies under the protection of his soldiers.
The infantry array composed of seven to eight hundred Jurchen soldiers was about to collapse. In an instant, the Yelu boulder had already penetrated into the depths. The Jurchen armor array was smashed into by the cavalry, and chaos quickly spread. Fortunately, the infantry armor under the horses' hooves
The soldiers were bumping around, just trying to avoid the ravages of the crazy Khitan cavalry. There were screams and wails, and they saw that the chaos was about to get bigger and bigger, until the entire array collapsed.
Wanyan Loushi was sure that he would not be able to win this time, so he turned around and ordered the troops to withdraw without any hesitation.
If he continued to fight, the Song army from the east would press forward, and he would have no choice but to be surrounded on the hillside.
When the time comes, unless it grows wings, it will be impossible to escape.
The Jurchen rear troops turned their horses and fled.
The remaining people knew they would die, but none of them escaped. The Jurchen military orders were too strict. If they dared to give up their planned mission and escape at this time, the entire family would be punished, and their own lives would never be saved.
Holding their swords in hand, they howled and fought into a group with the soldiers brought by Yelu Dashi, and were quickly annihilated on the spot.
Under the setting sun, people gathered around Yelu Dashi's war horses and lined up on both sides, leaving a path open.
Yelu Dashi advanced slowly on horseback, with a lot of blood on his body. Every time he took a step, there were soldiers on both sides raising their swords to intersect above his head, forming a steel corridor.
The voice of "Long live" resounded throughout the battlefield.