boom!

boom!

With a loud bang, four tiger squatting cannons shot out almost at the same time.

Hundreds of soybean-sized lead seeds emerged from the chamber, and a layer of lead clouds rushed towards the Liao cavalry who were rushing in the front.

The nearest time is less than ten steps, which is the distance with the greatest power of the shotgun.

The fragile flesh and blood body had no resistance in the metal storm. Lead seeds divided the flesh and blood, and blood flowers bloomed, leaving behind blood holes.

The warriors and horses fell to the ground with a loud bang, and the huge momentum made them continue to slide forward for a while and rushed to the front of the muzzle.

The blood-ridden war horse struggled and whined in front of him, and the blood-ridden Liao cavalry also rolled in front of him. The Liao cavalry who rushed in front was the most arrogant before, but now it was covered in blood, rolling to dye the Baishi Bridge Deck blood red.

Although there are many lead seeds, they are not very powerful. As long as the luck is not too bad, they will only be injured and not die on the battlefield. It will not be until after the war that they will toss and turn in the lead disease and die in the last time. But if they get this hit in front of them, they will definitely not be able to stand up.

The tiger squat cannon was successfully attacked, and the seven or eight riders in the front completely collapsed. The row of riders at a later date ate a few lead bullets, which made the horseman stand up in pain.

The relatively spacious stone bridge head was blocked at once. The dozen riders in front were originally among the elite. If they were allowed to rush into the battle formation, they would immediately be able to win over the leader. Qin Wan had to escape in a panic, but now they became obstacles.

The Liao cavalry, who was following closely behind, had to slow down and try to avoid the comrades in front of him who were blocking the way. The rider with only a few horses was superb in horsemanship, crossed the bridge like the wind, jumped high in front of the fallen people, and crossed the wounded and remnants on the ground.

The sixteen members of the four tiger squat gun teams had no time to fire the gun. According to the previous order, they dropped their weapons a moment ago and did not try to fire them. Instead, they quickly turned over and jumped into the river. But when the gunner left, they did not forget to use an iron chisel to stab the enemy still howling.

The Liao cavalry bravely moved forward. The powerful war horse under his crotch broke away with a thousand pounds of force and rushed to the center of the stone bridge.

In front of them were six rows of black holes.

Qin Wan looked at the enemy cavalry coldly and estimated the distance. When the war horse landed on the ground, he blew the wooden flute in his mouth with force.

Half of his body was wrapped in steel, and the war horse under his crotch was more than five feet high. The rider's face could only look up from his head, and the long sword raised high made people feel even more trembling.

Hundreds of pounds of heavy objects brought a gust of wind. When they rushed towards each other, many Song soldiers could not control their fear, but after hearing the sound of the wooden flute, they subconsciously pulled the trigger.

Bang.bang.bang.bang.

A string of gunfire sounded, and the smoke of gunpowder filled the stone bridge. The scared soldiers perfectly carried out Qin Wan's orders.

A warrior of the Liao Kingdom was waving his sabre and rushing towards the Song army's array. The glittering half-body armor, given by the Prince of the Great Liao, attracted the favor of several young girls in the tribe. Today, this set of breastplates that he usually polished with shinyness also attracted him the enthusiasm of a bullet.

It far exceeds the power of the shotgun lead in the tiger squat cannon, hitting the strong breastplate. The soft lead bullet deformed and shattered on the breastplate, transmitting the power contained in it to the armor. The breastplate was then distorted and deformed, and then transporting the destructive power to the chest. The warrior's sternum was immediately rammed like a heavy hammer, shattered into several pieces, and his heart was pinched by a big hand, deformed and ruptured.

The warrior flew backwards and fell down, spitting blood on his mouth, and was still in mid-air, and he was no longer breathing.

The mount under him was also hit by several bullets. The huge kinetic energy directly offset most of the huge forward inertia of the war horse. The flesh and blood at the hit of the bullet directly turned into minced meat. The war horse with a shotgun in front was still neighing miserably, but this one had already died on the spot.

The bridge deck that can accommodate four carriages and eight horses walking peacefully side by side, but if it is a rushing during a battle, two or three horses will be narrow, and seven or eight horses will be at the huge risk of collision when they are concentrated on assault.

If it is a tribe that refuses to obey in Shangjing Road, more than a dozen fully armed armored cavalry will rush through the opponent's battle formation, just like a hot knife cutting raw butter, which can be divided into two without any obstacles.

But when he encountered the more fully armed Song army formation, he felt like he was hitting a wall of iron, and his head was bleeding from the ground.

It was impossible to rush up. More than a dozen dead war horses blocked the bridge deck tightly, and the warriors of the Great Liao Dynasty were all left to struggle. On the road of charge, the obstacles blocking the road were all corpses of robes, which were even more depressing than the Song people covering the bridge deck with deer antlers.

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The Song people blocked the bridge.

The Khitan cavalry, who suffered a head-on attack, attacked again and was defeated before they even got on the bridge. In the end, they had to drop more than a dozen cavalry and left in a mess with the hull fire on the city.

The loss of more than fifty people in one breath was an extremely painful failure for a team of only 300 people.

On the high platform, several generals who came to Beijing all looked ugly like their parents.

They held the telescope and saw how their elites were defeated by the Song people, or in front of the southern generals they had always looked down upon.

Yelu Huaiqing gave Xiao Jingang a wink. Xiao Jingang understood it and sent a signal to a general next to him. Then he heard the general sneer casually, "I am used to bullying the Bu, Naiman, and Meili's anxious barbarians have forgotten how to fight the Song people."

A group of people from Shangjing Road suddenly turned black. If it were another occasion, they would never finish the matter if they didn’t pull out the knife and distinguish right from wrong.

But Yelu Huaiqing, who was holding the Emperor's Golden Sword, was right next to him, and no one dared to start a move.

"The array won't fight!" Yelu Huaiqing sighed softly.

Several generals on the road to Beijing gritted their teeth and endured it.

"You must use the trench bridge to go up at night." Xiao Jingang said in a low voice in Yelu Huaiqing's ear.

Yelu Huaiqing nodded and it was too stupid to go directly to the stone bridge at the main gate. There was water on both sides and a bridge in the middle. The Song people blocked the road. Who could get through the hard rush?

In this case, you should find another way.

"How many trench bridges are there?" Yelu Huaiqing asked.

"There are three hundred." Xiao Jingang said.

The level of the Imperial Camp craftsmen was not as good as that of the Song people, but they were much better than that of the Great Liao decades ago. As long as there were enough materials and siege tools with simple structures like the thief bridge, they only used their hands and feet for a few days.

The trench bridge is a wooden bridge with wheels nailed down, one of the simplest siege tools. With enough trench bridges, just push them over and build them on the Haohe River, it will be a ready-made pontoon bridge.

"Enough?"

"Enough!"

"Okay." Yelu Huaiqing smiled and glanced at Tianmen Village, his eyes turned cold, "Let the Song people be proud for another half a day."

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In the front section of the stone bridge, there were more than a dozen corpses of Liao people lying, almost covered with blood holes, and there were also as many wounded people, who were dying and might be swallowed the next moment.

Three Song soldiers walked among the corpses and the wounded, holding axes in a big manner and cutting off their heads one by one. Regardless of the life or death of the target, they raised their hands and raised their axes.

He chopped off a head, threw it behind him, rolled around and gathered in a bunch of people.

The heads were chopped off one by one, and the credit was constantly piled up. The Liao army on the bridge was about to be cleaned up, leaving only the last batch of people killed outside the bridge. Suddenly, a Liao soldier stood up in the pile of corpses. He had only blood on his body, but no wounds were seen. He seemed to have been knocked out after falling off the horse.

When he saw the actions of the three Song soldiers, he screamed with grief and anger, lifted his sabre and rushed over.

The soldier in front of him did not raise the axe in his hand, and quickly took out a pistol from his waist with his left hand, not even giving in. The muzzle instantly aimed at the other party's forehead.

With a bang, the Liao soldiers' sky spirit cover disappeared, and smoke from the pistol muzzle was rising, but the soldier jumped up and turned around and cursed: "Damn, who is stealing your grandfather's head!"

"Mu, shut up!"

Qin Wan shouted angrily from afar, and the soldier could only put the gun back to his waist, chopped up his head again, muttering, very dissatisfied.

Qin Wan turned around and nodded thankfully on the city wall.

Before Qin Wan's confidant shouted, every soldier who noticed the gunshot knew that the gunshots in the Liao soldiers did not shoot from the pistol, but the sound of the rifled guns that they had been used to hearing these days, but they just wanted to sound at the same time as the pistol.

But the rifled gunman had no reaction on his face, and the two sharpshooters on the city were still silent as usual. Perhaps only with such a personality can he ambush in one place without moving for a whole day.

Qin Wan felt a little worried about them. The rifled rifle is a country's important weapon. There are not many roads on Dingzhou, and there are not even a piece in Tianmen Village.

Qin Wan didn't know that there were a few replacement parts left in the hands of the two sharpshooters. The smoothbore flintlock rifle currently distributed to soldiers, and if there are more than two hundred barrels, the Privy Council also determines the replacement time of the gun according to this standard. There is still rifle in the middle of the barrel of the rifled gun, which is of course less useful than the smoothbore gun. I have shot at least forty or fifty shots in a few days, and it is estimated that they have been much worn, and the range and power will definitely decrease.

Looking back, they had to just stare at the Liao Gou officers and beat him. Qin Wan thought.

Wang Shu's voice came from his ears, "Maintain."

Qin Wan turned her head and said half-jokingly, "What advice do you have in Zhizhai?"

Wang Shu asked seriously, "Is it over?"

Qin Wan narrowed her eyes and looked into the distance. The Liao cavalry had retreated to the starting point. The battlefield had recovered from peace, and even the sound of artillery stopped.

He shook his head, "I can't say it. I'd better stand for a while, so that the Liao people wouldn't think I'm scared."

It is true that the Liao army's attack was disconnected, but it is hard to guess whether this disconnect is a matter of level or has other plans.

However, it is unlikely that the Liao army will attack on a large scale during the day.

There was a first-class artillery commander in Tianmen Village, which allowed the artillery in the city to speak unilaterally. Any slightly larger attack had to risk being defeated by artillery, which must be something that the Liao people were unwilling to do.

I also want to thank the Liao people for their little calculations. These more than 10,000 people who suffered were finally rescued...

"The Chief Executive." Qin Wan's personal soldiers called him, "Someone is coming over the Sheep and Horse Wall."

Qin Wan turned around and looked at the wall of sheep and horses, and a group of people came from afar. There were more than a hundred people who could see their heads exposed on the wall. When they got closer, they found that they were a group of unkempt refugees, both men, women, young and old.

These people probably didn't squeeze into the other three urns. Seeing them, Qin Wan's complacent thoughts faded away again.

In the open land and in the river, the corpses of the people were everywhere, and there were thousands of people in the thick and thick. Bao, Guang and An, the three armies in Bao, Guang and An, had more than ten thousand people who died tragically under the swords of the Liao people. As the chief of the Dingzhou Road, there was really no place to be proud of.

With a sigh, Qin Wan ordered, "I'm so happy to check. If there are no spies, put them in the urn."

The officers responsible for defending this section stopped them from afar. In front of them was where Qin Wan, the chief minister, was located, and the position. How could idle people allow interference? Even if they wanted to let them in, they must first confirm that it was not a detailed work of the Liao army.

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The leader was Xuan Ming, who walked back and forth in the wall of sheep and horses, and his face became increasingly deteriorating.

He still held the baby he had just rescued.

The baby was wrapped in a candle bag, and two goldfish were embroidered on the wrapping skin. The fish shook their heads and tails around the lotus leaves, appearing vividly, as if they were swimming directly on the package. Even if the layman saw it, he knew that the craft was not simple.

"What about the baby's mother?" the officer in charge of the inspection asked, pulling out the candle bag.

Shin Mingran said, "Die. All are dead."

Seeing a dead face, it was enough to make up for his experience. The officer sighed, "Poor!" and said to the soldier, "See if there are any weapons, let him go if there are no one. Others, with familiar relatives, friends and neighbors, should be advanced if they can protect them."

"Officials, we are together." A thin man next to him immediately pointed at Shin Ming and shouted.

The officer turned to look at Shen Ming, and Shen Ming nodded, "It's together. We're saving people together just now."

Several people immediately testified together, including men and women, most of whom were women. They didn't have the strength to squeeze into the city. When they heard the words on the city, they came to Ximen with hope.

"Good man!" the officer praised, patting the thin man on the shoulder, "Okay, you can go in too."

The thin man ran to Shen Ming and thanked him with a smile. The package on his stomach disappeared at some point.

Shen Ming was led by a soldier and walked against the wall, away from the officers and soldiers on the bridge. However, they were still stared at by dozens of vigilant eyes.

The city gate was right in front of him, Shen Ming had already stepped in, but the thin man turned around, knelt down and kowtowed to the big flag on the bridge.

Shin Ming was reminded and knelt down and kowtowed to the flag.

Under the banner, there were two men with armor on their bodies that were completely different from ordinary soldiers. One of them had a waist of eight feet and he could tell that he was a general when he looked at his stomach. When he saw Shen Ming and kowtow, he said a few words to his companions around him, called a soldier and called the thin man who had knelt down first.

Shin Ming looked at his new friend being brought to the two generals with gratitude, and thought that it would be great if this friend could be noticed by the generals of Tianmen Village. He is a good person and does good deeds. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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