Fan Zhongyan held another meeting, and then the camp leaders dispersed and ran back to their own camps, and finally gathered their troops and left the camp.
But after the war broke out, the people in Xijin City had already fled in all directions, and the population in the city was very small. The streets and downtown areas outside the city were naturally deserted, leaving only a large number of Liao soldiers evacuating.
"Yes, their guns are really powerful."
Yelu Zongzhen shook his head: "For every one our artillery fires, they can fire three or four. Once they dig trenches under the city, our artillery will not be able to suppress their artillery, and we will be in imminent danger."
Yelu Zongzhen's convoy slowly headed north and reached a small hill about three or four kilometers outside the north city gate.
"Song army, Song army is coming out."
They were near the north gate of the city, and there were artillery pieces on the city wall, so the Song army would naturally not get close, so their target must be the troops that had already withdrawn.
In the distant wilderness, countless Liao troops were still moving slowly northward. Their movement speed was not fast, but not slow either.
Of course, the Liao army generals were not all good-for-nothings, and many of them soon realized what was happening.
At this moment, in Xijin City, a large number of Liao people poured out from the two northern gates.
There were two northern city gates in Xijin Prefecture, Nanjing, Liao Dynasty. The one closer to the west was called Tongtian Gate, and the one closer to the east was called Gongchen Gate. There were actually some subsidiary streets and downtown areas outside the city.
With the support of the city, the Liao artillery generally has a range of about three kilometers, but that is the range of flat shooting. If it is fired upward without considering any accuracy, it is still very easy to hit a range of five kilometers, but the hit rate is basically random.
The deputy general agreed, then waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"
"There are artillery pieces on the city walls. They don't dare to get close. We must chase them and delay them."
The confidant replied.
Yelu Zongzhen narrowed his eyes and said, "Keep exploring."
The defenders in the city would inevitably open fire and drive away the Song army's scouts.
The desolate sound of the horn resounded through the sky.
However, after years of exploration, Fan Zhongyan gradually summed up a lot of experience in the tactical use of firearms.
Suddenly, the Liao army became even more chaotic. Some stayed where they were, motionless. Some pursued in panic, spurring their horses. Others were at a loss, running around like a flock of headless flies.
Before the Song army attacked, the Liao army was already in chaos.
(End of this chapter)
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