"What's that sound? What's that sound?"
Yelu Zongzhen was riding on horseback when he suddenly heard the sound of trumpets from all directions and hurriedly looked around.
Xiao Ying listened for a while, frowned and said, "This is the sound of the Song army's horn."
"What's the order?"
Yelu Zongzhen asked, "Did you hear it?"
"It should be the rallying cry. The rhythm of the Song people's horns changes every fifteen days, so it's difficult for us to judge."
Xiao Xiaoyou said.
On the battlefield, you can judge the enemy's orders by sound.
For example, if the enemy blows a certain rhythm and the soldiers all charge forward, it must be the charge.
If the music played at a different rhythm, and the soldiers kept moving towards their general, then there was no doubt that it was a call to assemble.
In just a few seconds, screams, wails, groans and screams of terror filled the entire Liao army camp.
For a time, the formation of a large number of Liao troops could no longer be maintained, and the left and right wings even began to show signs of collapse.
“Hahahahahahahaha.”
Some of the ricochets were so terrifying that they bounced many times in a row before finally using up all their power. Behind them was a sea of blood with a large number of Liao army corpses scattered everywhere.
Yelu Zongzhen also thought so. After hearing Xiao Xiaoyou's words, he said happily: "Fan Zhongyan is only thinking of gathering troops now, but it's too late. Our army is about to break through the city. He..."
Because the Song army was still assembling Weiyuan cannons continuously, there were probably 220 cannons last time, but this time it became 223 cannons, and soon there will be 230 cannons.
Faced with the artillery on the city wall, these people were almost going crazy, and they would do anything to escape.
Amidst this hustle and bustle, the sound of the Song army's trumpets became louder and louder, and rose higher and higher.
Then the shells rolled directly into the Liao army. Some of them broke through the Liao chests, smashing both the men and their horses into pieces of flesh, and then fell into the soft mud.
So when the Liao people were suddenly bombarded with artillery fire and had not yet reacted, the second round of artillery fire had already arrived.
"I don't want to die. I don't want to die here. I want to go back to the tribe."
"Get out of my way."
The sound of the horn is the lowest and can travel the farthest due to its frequency. In open wilderness with few trees to cover it, it can even reach several kilometers away. Therefore, it is one of the most commonly used methods.
"Sound the gong, sound the gong!"
They couldn't hold on any longer.
Many people fell off their horses, and the surrounding Liao soldiers and horses were frightened by this sudden scene and became chaotic. There were countless cases of trampling. Even if they were lucky enough to survive the artillery shells, they would soon be trampled to death by their own people.
The Liao army soldiers had all kinds of prophecies, including Khitan, Jurchen, Mongolian, Shiwei, and even Chinese.
Some people kept pushing and shoving, some rushed forward, and some even slashed with knives.
Just as he finished speaking, he heard flashes of fire from the direction of the city wall in the darkness, followed by terrifying roars that split the night sky.
The trumpeters took turns, each one taking turns, until they could no longer hold out and had to change over. There were over thirty trumpets on the wall, but over a hundred trumpeters took turns mustering up all their strength.
This time, the Liao army could no longer maintain order. In the darkness, many soldiers ran around in panic like headless flies, causing the surrounding soldiers to become restless.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"
Before the Liao army outside the city could react, more than 200 Weiyuan cannons fired at the same time. More than 200 shells drew a brilliant arc in the air and then fell towards the Liao army troops far below.
However, since the Song army changed its orders frequently, it was obviously difficult for the Liao army to determine what the order was.
Flames spewed out of the muzzle again, and more than 200 shells flew out, drawing arcs in the air and falling into the groups of Liao soldiers.
The entire Liao army became increasingly chaotic.
The sound of trumpets in the wild also rose and fell, and the generals of the Song army were extremely excited at this time.
After the second round of artillery fire ended, the Liao army on both wings began to collapse first, and then the central army immediately fled to both sides.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!~"
“Run!”
However, there was no time to call back the troops. The Weiyuan Cannon could fire multiple times in a row, and in extreme cases it could reach up to ten rounds per minute, which was much more powerful than the Black Iron and Bronze Cannon.
Other methods include horns, war drums, cymbals, flags, whistles, etc. Since ancient times, large-scale military operations have been commanded through these methods.
And this time it's even more than last time.
"Monsters, the Song army is full of monsters!"
Some didn't die instantly, their arms simply grazed by the shells, their entire arms vanishing. Others were struck only by the shoulders, the sheer force of the shells taking away half their bodies, revealing the bare bones beneath.
Although there was no need to run, because the Song army had no shortage of horses, the horse coverage rate reached more than 90%. Basically, the soldiers going into battle were riding war horses. Only the artillery had no horses to ride and used horses to pull the artillery carts.
Yelu Zongzhen's eyes were wide open and he shouted almost like a roar.
Others flew very far, killing more than a dozen Liao army knights in a row before stopping and falling to the ground.
However, based on the information they currently have, it is likely that the Song army is no longer able to withstand the Liao attack, so they quickly called back the Song army in the field to fight.
In fact, the Song army was very tired at this time. They launched the raid at noon and had been fighting for seven or eight hours. They had only eaten lunch and had not had dinner yet.
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