On the Song-Liao battlefield, the Liao army demonstrated the most powerful resilience among its contemporary armies.

Yelu Zongzhen ordered that as long as the battle was victorious, the troops would be allowed to plunder the entire Hebei Province, and all the money obtained would be used to reward the three armies.

This order undoubtedly greatly boosted morale, so that even though thunder, fireballs, crossbows, grenades and other things were flying all over their heads, they had to continue advancing despite the powerful firepower of the Song army.

On the contrary, the Song army was a little frightened by the Liao army's fearlessness and bravery. Some Hebei troops with poor combat qualities even showed signs of collapse when they were about to engage in a head-on battle with the Liao army.

It is obvious that the elite troops of the founding of the Song Dynasty were defeated by Zhao Guangyi in the Battle of Gaoliang River, and then the Liao army's unstoppable momentum in the Battle of Chanzhou frightened the Song Dynasty's emperor and ministers, which made the Song Dynasty army, from top to bottom, develop a natural fear of the Liao army.

But this fear did not last long. The Liao army launched a charge. In just a dozen seconds, the front armies of both sides collided with each other like roaring tanks, and huge sparks burst out.

If you look down from a high altitude, you will see that the dense sea of ​​people on both sides merged together in an instant. The Song army continued to throw grenades at the Liao army. Puffs of dust and dust continued to rise from the Liao army formation, blowing the Liao soldiers to the ground.

But again, it's hard to kill with just grenade fragments; at most, the impact of the explosion can knock someone unconscious. But on the battlefield, this is deadly enough, and many people are not killed by the explosion, but by being trampled to death by their own people behind them.

Various roars, screams, wails, sounds of weapons clashing, and incessant explosions rang out continuously, from several miles east of Baosai City to several miles west of the city. The continuous battle line stretched into a long river, and the fighting had no end.

The soldiers on both sides either slashed with knives or stabbed with guns, and there was an endless stream of grenades and crossbows from the rear. The Liao people were not to be outdone and also responded with crossbows. The sky above their heads was covered by these dense arrows.

A Song Dynasty general, boasting of his bravery, rode a heavily armored warhorse, brandishing a small golden hammer and fiercely smashing it on the head of a Liao soldier. But just as he finished, his legs were grabbed by Liao soldiers on the other side. Seven or eight of them dragged him off his horse like a zombie, drowning him in the waves of the human race.

Another Liao general was in an even worse situation than him. Before he even got close to the battlefield, a grenade was thrown from somewhere and landed right at the feet of his horse. With a loud bang, he was swept away by the huge impact force.

The whole person tilted backward and fell off the horse, and the heavy armor crushed a soldier to death. Then the people behind him didn't even have time to pull him up, and he was trampled to death by the crowded crowd.

And things like this happen every moment on the battlefield.

Yang Wenguang stood on the mountain and looked into the distance. At this time, the battle had just begun not long ago, and the Liao army was charging forward with huge casualties.

He had just asked the Prime Minister to let him fight on the front line, but was rejected, which made him very unhappy.

no way.

After all, he was the guard sent by Zhao Zhen to test the artillery.

The gunners under his command were crucial.

So Yang Wenguang had to stand on the hillside to protect the safety of the artillery.

This small hill is not high, only about four or five meters high, about one mile away from the battlefield, and can overlook the entire battlefield situation.

"Zhu Zi, aim over there and don't hurt your own people."

"Lower the muzzle a little. This time, instead of firing upwards from a super long distance, fire horizontally. Blast it several miles away, you hear me?"

"Daniu, you should go in the same direction as Zhuzi and try to defeat them first!"

Yang Wenguang gave orders impatiently.

He was a man of great military talent in history, which even surprised Fan Zhongyan.

But as a family of generals, it is our duty to restore the glory of the Yang family.

Just commanding two cannons from the back obviously prevented his superiors from realizing his bravery, nor did he let the Liao people know how powerful he was.

Even though these two cannons could play a decisive role on the battlefield, Yang Wenguang still felt that after firing the shells, he must charge forward and fight fiercely.

After the two cannons were ready, they were adjusting their firing directions. In fact, on such a large battlefield, there was no need to aim too much, just adjust the position of the muzzle.

As mentioned before, if you are shooting at a very long-range target several miles away from a city wall, you need to raise the muzzle and fire upwards into the air.

The artillerymen found that the range of the projectile could be very long. However, after the projectile was fired, after passing through the parabola and air resistance, its potential energy would be greatly reduced, and it would easily fall into the ground with a "bang".

If it fires flat, it's pretty impressive. Even if it can't hit that far, the potential energy of the shell doesn't decrease after it hits the ground, so it will bounce high up and form a ricochet, continuing to shoot forward.

The human body cannot withstand its catapulting pace at all. Facing the enemy in front, it is enough to smash hundreds of wooden boards with one shot.

Gunners Zhuzi and Da Niu were a little excited at this time. The last ultra-long-range upward shooting was just an appetizer. Now it was finally time for horizontal shooting. They had only tried hitting wooden boards before, and now they were going to test the waters with the armored soldiers that the Liao army was proud of.

After a while, the muzzle position was adjusted almost perfectly. They were aiming at the Liao central army about 1.5 miles away. In this way, even if the shells deviated from the target, they would not hurt the friendly forces nearby.

"Commander, the muzzle has been adjusted."

"I've adjusted myself, too."

Zhuzi and Danniu reported one after another.

Yang Wenguang shouted, "Then what are you still standing there for? Boom!"

"Load the shells!"

The two soldiers immediately lifted the bowl-sized iron bullet and stuffed it into the barrel of the gun.

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