At noon, the sun was high in the sky, shining warmly on the ground.

As February approaches, it is still a bit chilly in Youyan.

Although the north wind is not as sharp as in winter, it still blows continuously.

The willows by the stream have sprouted new buds, and their green branches are swaying in the wind.

In the midst of this beautiful scenery, loud explosions broke the tranquility.

The Song army dismounted on the riverbank, and hundreds of them huddled together to form their commonly used three-section spear formation, fighting with their backs to the river.

Large groups of Liao troops attacked from both sides of the front. With the continuous gunfire, these Liao troops were quickly repelled and the blood dyed the river red.

"You lead your men to attack Tongtian Gate. Once you get close to the city walls, you must immediately persuade the soldiers inside to surrender."

"Let's go find them."

"Report, General, something big has happened."

For example, Zhou Mei was previously the Deputy General Manager of the Huanqing Road Army, a high-ranking general second only to the General Manager, Deputy General Manager, and General Manager. Zhe Jimin was even more impressive, serving as the Prefect of Lin Prefecture and General Manager of the Fuyan Road Army, and rising rapidly.

However, they were still respectful in front of Zhang Kang. Not only was Zhang Kang now serving as the Deputy Privy Councilor, he was also the Deputy Privy Councilor, one of the three prime ministers. He was also their old boss, and had led them to achieve countless merits.

Although there were more cases of accidental injuries among musketeers, such as some rushing to the front and being injured or even killed by stray bullets, stray bullets on the battlefield are unavoidable, and if they encounter such things, they can only blame themselves for their bad luck.

Wang Xin hesitated and said, "What if we push them too hard and they burn Xijin themselves?"

Zhang Kang sneered, "The Liao army's retreat was interrupted by our surprise attack, which will surely destabilize the soldiers in the city. Therefore, we only need to break through the city gates to force their surrender."

So now the Liao army in the city just closed the city gates, and then prepared artillery on the city walls, ready for battle.

"I will be here."

As he said this, he immediately mobilized the troops in the city and headed towards Tongtian Gate.

"I will be here."

"Let's set up a temporary command post here first."

"Commander, how about we go back to the camp and restock our ammunition?"

The warm spring sunshine wrapped him in warmth, and the gentle willow breeze, carrying the strong smell of blood and the faint fragrance of wild flowers and weeds, lingered faintly around his nose.

"How many rounds do you have left?"

After the war, the French army consumed 2.144 million rounds of bullets, and had 6.056 million rounds remaining after the war, consuming about 20 rounds.

The commander guarding the city was the Liao people's Right Guard General Yelu Begut, also known as Yelu Zongjian, the third son of Emperor Shengzong of Liao and the younger brother of Yelu Zongzhen, who was in charge of the Liao Kingdom's Pi Shi Army.

"I still have eight."

"We're running low on ammunition."

After a round of artillery fire, the Liao army had only eight guns destroyed, and suffered fewer than 50 casualties. However, the Song army had more than 20 guns destroyed, and suffered over 100 casualties, clearly suffering a heavy loss.

But the accuracy of the shell seemed to be a little off. It smashed down several large trees with a loud bang, but did not hit the Liao army that was fleeing north through the forest.

The Liao army was forced to hide under the women's wall and threw grenades down to the city in an attempt to stop the Song army, but they could not withstand the continuous rush of Song army into the city under artillery fire.

Yelu Begut was horrified, then said, "Hurry, follow me."

"They almost hit us, so it's only right to take some of their bullets."

No one dared to set fire to the city now, because the sudden attack by the Song army had resulted in tens of thousands of Liao troops still in the city and had not withdrawn. If they set fire to the city, they would burn themselves to death.

At this time, the Liao people had dismantled most of the artillery in Xijin City.

The battalion commander looked at the Liao army that had already fled in the distance and said unwillingly: "Then..."

Looking south along the scenery where you can still vaguely see dilapidated villages and barren fields, you can also see many abandoned buildings under the north wall of Xijin City, witnessing the appearance of slums outside the city.

The Song army, which was fighting fiercely in the front, was consuming its bullets very quickly, and the Song army in the back, which had not yet encountered the enemy, had used up its bullets, which would put the soldiers in the front in a dilemma of lack of bullets.

Zhang Kang nodded, put down the telescope in his hand and said, "Come here."

"yes."

Everyone responded loudly and then immediately led their troops away.

This number is very standard. For example, in the Battle of Borodino during the Napoleonic era, the French army had about 136,000 troops and 8.2 million bullets, with an average of 60 bullets per person.

Then Zhou Mei, Zhe Jimin, Zhang Ke, Wang Xin, Fan Ke and others walked down the hillside and up the small slope. They bowed to Zhang Kang, who was standing at the top of the slope looking out at the city, and said, "Sir."

"I just don't believe that so many people are willing to be buried with me."

Zhang Kang pointed to the small hillside next to him.

"I only have four left."

At this moment, outside the city, Zhang Kang stopped his horse, and a large number of carriages and horses were slowly approaching from behind.

At this time, Zhang Kang's position was probably on the north-east side of Xijin City, about four kilometers away from the Gongchen Gate of Xijin City, and could only be observed through a telescope.

Yelu Begut laughed and said, "The Song army is nothing more than this."

"You two will feint an attack on Gongchen Gate. There's no need to storm it. Our artillery has arrived from the rear. We'll bombard it and force the Liao army to concentrate the remaining artillery around Gongchen Gate."

It was already three quarters after noon, around four o'clock in the afternoon. The sky was clear and the sun was setting. A strong smell of sulfur and gunpowder filled the evening breeze, adding a sense of solemnity to the air.

The deputy general waved his hand and people immediately started setting up tents on the hillside.

"Where are Wang Xin and Zhang Ke?"

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