Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 258 The National Drama Thief

When the sky was slightly bright, only the first three cannons of the Song Army's camp were heard, and then 120 large horns and [-] war drums were blown and knocked together, and the rumbling sound spread widely.

When the soldiers of the Song Army heard these sounds, the energy and blood in their bodies were stirred by the sound of the drums and boiled up. Naturally, their fighting spirit was high. Under the leadership of their respective generals, they rushed out of the camp and rushed to the place where the soldiers and horses of the Liao Kingdom were stationed. A majestic city gate.

The artillery and trebuchets with sufficient range had already bombarded the city wall first, thunderbolts followed, thick smoke billowed, and the city wall trembled endlessly.

When the entire section of the city wall facing the Song army was covered in gunpowder smoke, the artillery stone stopped for a while, and the vanguard army who attacked the city just arrived.

The tall siege equipment, like a monster of steel and iron, was surrounded by soldiers.

The most common thing is a kind of thing called "ladder cloud car", which is made of iron sheets and wood, connected together to form a ladder of fifty or sixty feet long, which is transported by long rows of wheels.

At the front of the cloud car, there are copper and iron brackets that intersect each other and are stacked in layers. Once the mantra is chanted, the intersected brackets arch upwards to form hollow rhombuses, and the front end of the long ladder can be raised almost enough to match the The height of the city walls.

The soldiers attacking the city ran along the long ladder at an extremely fast speed, which was very labor-saving. Even cavalry skilled in equestrianism could also ride the magic horse, rushing to attack the city on this long ladder, directly killing Go to the wall.

The use of these equipment can almost eliminate most of the advantages of Liao soldiers defending the city, and turn the battle of siege and defense into the most simple hedging fight.

However, after experiencing successive battles all the way from Jiehe to here, the Liao army had long been wary of the Song army's style of play.

At the front of each ladder cloud car, there must be a brave general standing guard, preparing a large amount of kerosene, trying to splash the kerosene while fighting, igniting a big fire, and then casting a spell to blow up the wind, so that the flames will burn down along the ladder to stop the Song army.

The siege battle is in full swing.

In the camp of the Song army, many large birds flew up. They looked as if they were made of brass, with the head of a deer and the body of a bird. They were called dragon sparrows.

This kind of dragon sparrow has grooves on its back, which can accommodate ten soldiers sitting in the grooves, five to the left and five to the right, holding special medicine arrows, flying over the Liao army guarding the city, lingering.

When the bowstring rang, the arrow was thrown far away like flowing fire. Once it landed, it could explode the flames covering a radius of three feet. The power was astonishing. No matter the heavy armored soldiers or the archers on the city wall, they could only be passive against these dragon sparrow elite soldiers. beaten.

However, in the army of the Liao Kingdom, it is not that there is no way to deal with it. The dragon sparrow just flew up here, and thousands of lotus flowers also rose in the majestic pass of the city there.

The lotus is either silver-white like iron or red copper, with Buddhist scriptures engraved on the surface, bringing the power of floating and flying. Each lotus is more than nine feet high, and it is impossible to tell how many people are hidden inside.

But after the lotus flew high into the sky, when the petals twirled slightly, silvery-white flying shuttles with two pointed ends and about two feet in length scattered out.

A single lotus flower can only shoot out eight shuttles, and the shuttle will not explode, and its range is not as good as the dragon bird's feather arrow, and it is far less powerful than the dragon bird archer's rain of arrows.

However, the materials of the lotus and the flying shuttle are unique, and they have been sacrificed by the Buddha's mantra. They contain changes in the magnetic field, and they can be recycled by themselves after being shot out.

Farther away, the lotus can only be beaten passively, bursting into flames, and from time to time, petals trembling and crushed, falling obliquely.

As they get closer, the shooter on Longque's back is hard to be careful. It is inevitable that someone will be killed by the shuttle, or fall out of Longque's back under serious injury, screaming and falling towards the vast battlefield.

The fighting between the two sides was very fierce, not inferior to the battle on the ground.

On the side of the battlefield, among the mountains in the distance, Dai Zong squatted under a pine tree on the top of the mountain, holding a wild peach picked from the mountain in his hand, roughly washed it with mountain spring water, and ate it until it overflowed with juice.

Although this peach is a wild peach, and it is not fully ripe, only a little red at the tip, it tastes extra crisp and sweet, and it has a different taste compared to ripe peaches.

It's just that Dai Zong paid attention to the battlefield and ate peaches just to satisfy his hunger and thirst. He was nervous and couldn't taste any sweetness.

He didn't wait for Han Shizhong's letter yesterday, but when he saw the colorful clouds representing the luck of the emperor, he hurriedly hid away, carefully hidden, and secretly spied, ready to report back after seeing the real movement of the frontier army.

Unexpectedly, seeing such a big battle early in the morning, Dai Zong was deeply moved and became more and more awe-inspiring.

Since the revival of the magic way, the strength of the frontier army has become more and more terrifying. Compared with the soldiers and horses of Chen Xizhen and Yun Tianbiao, the average equipment and resources of the frontier army may not be better, but the fighting spirit is completely different.

Chen Xizhen's soldiers and horses have been in peace for several years in the heartland of the Song Dynasty, and the people are like grass. Before the Liangshan uprising, they never had a strong resistance.

People like Chen Xizhen, Yun Tianbiao, Gou Ying, Liu Guang, etc. have all risen to high positions. Although they have not let go of the progress of their cultivation and have been practicing hard every day, they are far less concerned about the drills of the soldiers below. up.

On the other hand, the soldiers here in the frontier army, under the management of the generals headed by Han Shizhong, obviously never slacked off. When they fought, they were all capable of fighting.

"The frontier army is brave, but the Liao army has been defeated so far, but it has already been driven out of murderous intent. It is not so easy to capture this city."

While Dai Zong was thinking, bright red filaments suddenly parted from the Taoist robe on his body, extending from the collar to his face.

"Wait! What?"

Dai Zong let out a low cry, and hastily wiped his face with his hands, trying to peel off those silk threads.

He knew that this seemingly ordinary Taoist robe was actually the source of the divine Gu around Guan Luoyang. He used the Taoist robe to help him along the way, and he deeply realized the fierceness hidden in this clothing.

However, the clothes are very obedient to Guan Luoyang, like a big cat that is feigning sleep. When it is by Dai Zong's side, it ignores Dai Zong's love and does not cause trouble.

Dai Zong's eye sockets were infiltrated by those red threads, his eyes suddenly became hot, and what he saw became much clearer, and his neck was also twisted by those red threads, making him look towards the side of the city gate of Liao Kingdom.

This majestic pass in the Liao Kingdom is built on the mountains, with rolling hills on both sides, ancient trees and lush forests, hidden in the depths of many poisonous insects and beasts, human-eating monster flowers, and even miasma that lingers all year round, and it is a natural dangerous pass.

But at this time, Dai Zong's eyes saw through the miasma, through the obstacles of branches and leaves, and he could vaguely see a vague silhouette of a human, lurking through the wild jungle.

"It turned out that the frontal attack was a feint!"

Dai Zong's heart was shocked, "From what I saw along the way, most of Han Shizhong's army used kingly methods to destroy cities and pull out villages, but this time they actually used tricks."

This strategy can be said to be extremely simple, but it is just the most common trick.

But even a bystander like Dai Zong, who is outside the situation, can't see through it, and he has to rely on Shenyi's mysterious instinct to guide him to guess one or two.

Those who are fans of the authorities, the Liao army that is fighting fiercely, may be even more unexpected.

Dai Zong's eyes widened. Looking over there, he still couldn't see exactly how many soldiers of the Song Dynasty were hiding in hiding. However, as his eyes flicked back and forth, he could see some other clues.

The poisonous insects, miasma, strange flowers and strange trees in the wild jungle, and the growth trend in the valleys do not seem to be completely barbaric, but form a sign of order, like a huge formation.

After the establishment of the city of the Liao Kingdom, people regularly transplanted trees and guided the poisonous insect fog barriers for many years. Anyway, the warlocks of the Liao Kingdom also used the poisonous insect miasma to practice spells. The Liao Kingdom sent soldiers and horses to protect them. Cooperation is a matter of mutual benefit.

"By the way, Yelu Yixin, the great king of the Southern Court of the previous generation of the Liao Kingdom, was ambitious, and Wu Yanguang, the great king of the Southern Court of this generation, is no small feat."

"The Xiongguan Pass of the Liao Kingdom they managed can be safely stationed in the front, and only a small number of soldiers and horses are sent on both sides for defense. Of course, it is not just relying on the natural terrain, but the large formation of mountain poisonous fans that has been operated in the past dynasties. Have that confidence."

"But this Song army seems to have a little understanding of the poisonous miasma formation, and it walks so calmly..."

Recovering the homelands of the Han and Tang Dynasties including the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun is a century-old wish of the Zhongyuan people. Since Han Shizhong led the army to station in Jiehe, although he has never received the imperial edict to start the war, he has not been decadent.

In addition to training soldiers and horses diligently, over the past few years, he did not know how many small groups of soldiers in disguise were sent into the territory of Liao Kingdom to investigate the dangerous passes in various places.

This grand pass in front of you is the biggest pass before Song Zhibing's front reaches Youzhou City. Han Shizhong even left the camp for ten days in secret to survey the terrain, map the array, and collect poisonous insects and miasma. A way to avoid poison.

Naturally, Dai Zong didn't know the details, but he could guess a little bit, and couldn't help feeling overwhelmed by it.

Even if the frontier army is strong, it may not be all good news for Liang Shan, and he can't suppress the excitement and expectation in his heart now.

The whole army is determined to regain their homeland, and it is right in front of them. As a descendant of the Han and Tang Dynasties, how can we not be excited about it? !

The soldiers and horses sneaking in the jungle have already started to move.

The leader jumped up the city wall, swept across the defenders, and swung his knife downward. The knife energy pierced through layers of bricks and rocks, and smashed through the city gate. It was Han Shizhong who took the lead and went to the dangerous situation.

Dai Zong couldn't help but squeezed the peach pit tightly in his hand. Without the help of Shenyi fiber, he had already stared his eyes round, his heart was beating wildly, and his brain was a little hot from the shock.

it is good!it is good!OK!

He yelled in his heart, yelled, really wishing he could be one of them.

Suddenly, another abnormality made him unconsciously glance over there.

At this glance, he froze on the spot.

I saw that the attack of the army that was attacking from the front had slowed down, not only failed to respond to Han Shizhong and broke through the city in one fell swoop, but there were faint signs of retreat.

'what happened?What kind of trick to lure the enemy, a clever strategy that I don't understand?Could it be that he miscalculated the time and thought that Han Shizhong failed to succeed over there, so he retreated first? '

Dai Zong stood up abruptly, hurried forward a few steps, and stretched his neck to look over.

I saw that in the camp of the Song army, colorful clouds were flowing, and the flags of the messengers were carried by the messengers, and they rushed out of the camp of the Chinese army and sent them one after another.

A large group of soldiers inside and outside the barracks suddenly became agitated. A general who was the leader of the cavalry threw down the command flag and was about to lead his subordinates to continue charging.

However, when the command flag fell, his aura continued to drop, and he was seized of power and demoted in the blink of an eye, and became a body of guilt. Someone immediately seized this opportunity and took him down.

After some brave generals got the order, they shouted in shock and anger, their luck was stripped away, they ignored them, but they still rushed forward, but they saw a golden light flying from the camp, beheading him and his horse on the spot.

A young general holding the Huzhuo family's ancestral fixed sun bow quickly rushed towards the large tent of the Chinese army.

"Pengju, what are you going to do?"

"Han Shuai is in a dangerous situation and victory is imminent. Wouldn't it be wrong for the country to withdraw at this time?! I want to speak to the officials!"

"What the fuck, you haven't seen it yet? Those who are admonishing are really dead."

The crowd around him hurriedly dragged the young general, and someone hastily covered his mouth.

Yang Zhi hit this man on the head with the back of his knife, knocking the young general unconscious, but his own face at the moment was so gloomy that he could drip blood, and the blue birthmark on his face was extraordinarily ferocious because of the twitching of his face.

He gritted his teeth and glanced at the big tent, quickly looked away, and ordered: "Don't let Pengju have a chance to see the emperor, otherwise he will die if he makes a rash move. First tie him up and send him away when he has a chance."

The turmoil in the camp gradually subsided, and Ming Jin withdrew his troops.

But at this time, Han Shizhong, who led his troops into the city, was horribly ambushed and killed in the field between the outer city and the inner city.

I don't know how many cupping pots were buried here in advance, and there was no difference when they stepped over them for the first time. When they wanted to withdraw, the magic spell moved and all exploded. Song Jun was in it, and he felt that there was hardly an inch of space around him. Not covered by fire.

The Liao Kingdom seemed to be a prophet, and had already ambushed with heavy troops, and they came out to hide and kill when they saw the opportunity.

Nearly [-] soldiers around Han Shizhong suffered heavy casualties. His heart was like a landslide and tsunami, and he could still shout calmly on his face, commanding the withdrawal of the troops. Find a way out.

Wu Yanguang personally stopped him, holding a pair of shining silver maces, the handles were engraved with the head of the eight tribes, the image of Di Shitian, and when he waved it, there was a wave of thunder.

In an instant, he received Han Shizhong's 180 knives. There were countless knife marks on the double maces, his arms were numb, and he retreated quickly, almost cutting the bridge of his nose.

Many soldiers from the surrounding Liao Kingdom rushed forward, and Han Shizhong swung them all into the air with a single move, and they all flew back.

Those with weaker skills were blasted into a blood mist by the saber energy in mid-air, and those with stronger skills couldn't restrain the tendency to fly backwards, and embedded themselves on the city wall one by one.

At this time, on the wall of the inner city, there was a man with iron gray complexion and extremely high cheekbones, holding a long spear in his hand, and stabbing down in the air.

That long lance was infused with vast and unspeakable magic power, and when the thick smoke spewed out, the volume of the front end suddenly enlarged.

The part held in the man's hand was still of normal thickness, and it became thicker as it went forward, like a pillar of heaven pressed down, between the remaining soldiers of the Song Army.Plowed a bloody road and swept towards Han Shizhong.

Han Shizhong blocked it with a horizontal knife, and Wu Yanguang committed suicide again. At the same time, the surging golden light on Han Shizhong's body peeled off layer by layer.

In the Song Army camp outside the city, the Emperor Tianming personally drafted the imperial decree to dismiss Han Shizhong and demote him. Feeling the luck of the dynasty, he could not help but be amazed at the difficult separation from Han Shizhong.

"The frontier army's luck is already so stable on him?"

Looking at the imperial decree, the emperor was silent for a while, "Zhao Kuangyin is right, as long as this kind of person has the slightest desire to obey others, he should not stay."

The emperor rolled up the imperial decree, walked out of the big tent, ascended to a height of hundreds of feet, looked at the scenery in the city, and witnessed Han Shizhong's bloody battle in the siege.

There were many gaps in the pitch-black knife in his hand, and he vomited blood again and again.

Seeing that the long spear was about to stab him again, a group of female soldiers came from the diagonal stabbing, protected him, and rushed out of the city.

The Song army in the city had been completely killed and injured, and the remaining hundreds of people were also covered in blood, their armor was torn, and some had broken arms, bleeding profusely, and were still staggering to kill.

They roared, and they all only looked forward. They didn't know when there would be a few people missing around them, a few people would fall down, and there would be no chance to get up again.

It is also possible that what is missing is myself.

Han Shizhong's body was ignited with magic fire, and the blood essence quickly dried up, pouring into the blade, and a black blade flashed obliquely.

The city wall lying there, like a piece of tofu, was cut by a huge blade, and collapsed in a large area, turning into a forest of chaotic stones.

With this knife, the momentum of the knife continued, and it rolled on the ground, turning into a boiling tide of black knife energy, forcing the surrounding Liao soldiers to retreat.

Only the iron-gray man stood still, piercing through the black saber energy with one move, and approaching Han Shizhong.

Suddenly, the white robe flashed.

The gray man's eyes froze.

The face of the emperor in the distance changed color, and he shouted: "Guan Luoyang!!"

The emperor was about to make a move, but the white robe rolled up in a whirl, swept away the survivors, and fled quickly, with no intention of fighting them at all.

On the contrary, it was the emperor and the iron-grey man, because they were waiting in full battle, there was a gap to charge before making a move, and they were successfully escaped by the man in white robe.

Dai Zong only managed to save more than [-] people, but he couldn't hold on leading them away hundreds of miles away, so he found a hidden mountain and hid in it.

After Han Shizhong landed, he was like a clay sculpture, leaning on the knife, standing still, no matter how anxious the people around him asked, there was no response.

Liang Hongyu couldn't hear his heartbeat, and couldn't detect his breathing, so she smiled sadly and shed tears.

Han Shizhong suddenly trembled and vomited blood.

"Zhao Huan!!!"

He broke the blade, knelt down on the ground, blood flowed all over his body like a madman, and screamed at the mountain, "Are you a king..."

"The drama thief of the country is also!!!"

(End of this chapter)