Became a feudal lord in the late Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 33 Reinforcements!

Dawn came very quickly, with the light of dawn streaming out of the sky, and the vanguard of the Liao army finally arrived in front of Yuyang City.

Xiao Qian knew very well the importance of soldiers and their speed. He only rested for two days in Shimen Town before leading his soldiers and horses to pursue him. When Liu Ling was called to the top of the city, he saw the camps built outside the city and immediately ordered a complete overhaul. Block the city gate.

In the past few days, broken soldiers have been coming in. After checking their identities, they were incorporated into their own ranks, which can be regarded as a small source of soldiers.

But up to now, the total strength of Liu Ling's men was only just over 3,000. On the opposite side, there were more than 20,000 Liao soldiers who marched all the way to here, and they also replenished a wave of food, grass, and armor along the way.

"Fire arrows!"

The crossbowmen outside the city began to pour arrows towards the city.

Liu Ling immediately retreated behind the city wall. There were faint screams all around. Several soldiers were caught off guard and were hit by arrows and were dragged into the city for treatment.

The men in the city were mobilized. Liu Ling told them that after Xiao Qian captured the city, he would burn, kill, loot, and take away all their property, wives and children. The people in the city had no more choices, and most of them were willing to help him defend the city.

Several city gates were blocked from the inside, and traps were set up inside the barbican, but the Liao soldiers relied on the many arrows and had no intention of attacking the city wall.

Arrows fell on the shields like rain, making a clanging sound. From time to time, soldiers fell to the ground after being hit by arrows. When the rain of arrows finally stopped, the Liao people's ladders and arrow towers also approached the city wall during this gap.

Liu Ling took the bow, stood up, pointed at the arrow tower and loosened the bowstring. The arrow sank into the baffle in front of the arrow tower with a hiss. Several archers looked at each other in fright. If it weren't for the baffle, the arrow would have fallen. On the head of one of them.

"Fire oil!"

Liu Ling roared loudly. Large and small jars had been prepared at the top of the city. They were filled with grease and flammable substances. The soldiers smashed them out with all their strength, smashing them into pieces on the ladders and arrow towers that were already close to the city wall. The muddy The kerosene flowed down the wooden surface.

Dozens of garrison soldiers picked up their bows and set arrows. The arrows were supported by the linen cloth soaked in grease, which had begun to burn. As they were shot, the arrows trailed the tail of flames in the air and hit the ladder directly.

In a moment, fires shot into the sky, and thick smoke and a burning smell continued to pour into the city.

Seen from a distance, the burning ladder tower and the city wall seem to be integrated into one body, and the entire city seems to be bathed in a sea of ​​fire.

Through the deep firelight, Xiao Qian saw the Liu character flag at the top of the city rising above the sea of ​​fire, still flying in the air, and he laughed in anger.

"It does have some tricks."

"Cannon truck!"

Several Liao soldiers formed a group and operated artillery carts, also known as catapults.

By the Song Dynasty, siege equipment and defensive equipment had been greatly developed, and the Liao Kingdom was also constantly being Sinicized. This process lasted for hundreds of years, and it would naturally continue to absorb and learn from the technology of the Central Plains.

As the big string made of beef tendon suddenly collapsed, dozens of boulders flew towards the city, but most of them fell inside and outside the city. Only a few landed on the city. Even if the soldiers escaped in time and smashed the collapsed stones, Still caused casualties in the crowd.

Two middle-aged men without armor struggled to get up from the ground. They were both injured by rocks and were helped to hide in the city.

This is just the first round of test firing, and the accuracy is normal.

The ladders and arrow towers were still burning brightly. A few were lucky enough to get close to the city wall, and put down the pedals with hooks. The Liao soldiers rushed towards the city head, pushing and shoving, and started fighting with the defenders.

One of the ladders happened to be not far away from Liu Ling, and he immediately led his soldiers to meet it.

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  The entire city wall trembled, and the artillery carts were still throwing stones, and their aim was getting higher and higher. Liu Ling staggered, and when the Liao soldiers in front of him didn't stand firm, he rushed forward and hit them hard. Knocked down the city wall.

"Protect the general!"

Several soldiers ran to him and tried to push the pedal away from the city wall, but the thing was extremely heavy. More Liao soldiers began to climb up from the bottom of the ladder. A Liao general took the bow and arrow from his back, raised it, and pointed at Liu Ling at the top of the city.

The arrow shot upward, Liu Ling subconsciously raised his hand to block it, and a heartbreaking pain suddenly came from his left arm. He saw the arrow on his left arm, and the next moment there was another arrow, which also landed on his left arm. Liu Ling screamed, stretched out his hand, and pulled out an arrow with blood and flesh. He placed the hard bow on the city head and stepped on it with his feet. He filled the bowstring with his right hand and shot the Liao general on the shoulder with an arrow. He turned over in pain and fell off his horse. Many Liao soldiers immediately rushed over to protect him.

Liu Ling abandoned his hard bow, raised his foot and kicked away the oncoming Liao soldiers, shouting: "Get the kerosene and burn it!"

Several jars containing kerosene were smashed out one after another. Liu Ling retreated to the back. The guarding sergeant smashed the torch on the ladder. Because the ladder under him had begun to burn, most of the Liao soldiers had no way out and had to rush forward. , the defenders in the front row raised their shields, and the back row raised a dozen spears and thrust them out with all their strength. Immediately, many Liao soldiers were injured and fell off the city wall with howls.

Yuyang City was also an important town in the Tang Dynasty. Although the city was in disrepair, the city wall was still strong enough to rely on. The stones thrown by the Liao soldiers hit the city wall one after another, leaving only large and small holes, but the overall structure was still strong.

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  The flames greedily devoured the ladder, and the wooden frame burned bit by bit, and finally collapsed.

Liu Ling dismissed the soldiers who asked him to rest in the city. He reached for the scissors and cut off the arrow body with force. He then looked at Zhang Wu and said, "Where is the thing I asked you to prepare? Bring it up!"

Zhang Wu left immediately. Liu Ling looked down at the wound and sighed slightly in his heart.

The wound at this time was easily infected, and the doctor next to him didn't have any good ideas. When asked how to treat it, the man said, "The only way is to cut the flesh and take out the arrowhead, and then sew it up with thread."

Are you treating me as Guan Gong?

But the doctor said that if he didn't treat the injury now, he would delay the opportunity and the arm might be useless.

Liu Ling cursed loudly.

Because the first wave of siege was severely frustrated, the Liao people temporarily retreated to prepare to reorganize the offensive. Now Liu Ling has time to "treat".

"Toast the scissors over the fire first."

Liu Ling said with difficulty, instructing the doctor on what to do. The latter frowned, feeling that Liu Ling was teaching him, a military doctor with many years of experience, how to do things. He wanted to refuse, but was scolded by Liu Ling who was so hurt and angry that he had no choice but to Follow these instructions one by one.

The knowledge of disinfection in later generations was of little use here. Liu Ling could only pray that he would be lucky. The doctor knitted his brows together and used hot scissors to cut open the wound bit by bit. The soldiers next to him were He took out the arrowhead and made a rough move, but the arrow still picked up a piece of meat.

The blood kept pouring out, and the doctor was indeed as "experienced" as he said. From time to time, he took a clean white cloth to stop the bleeding, and poured medicinal powder into the wound. In his hand, he held the threaded needle and thread, and placed it on Liu Ling's left side. "Matching" on the arms.

Liu Ling bit the cloth in his mouth and was already covered in cold sweat. After a while, his eyes went dark with pain. He didn't know how long it took before he heard the doctor calling him in his ear, saying that it was done.

The soldiers at the top of the city watched this extremely self-inflicted scene in silence. All of them originally belonged to the Liao soldiers.

Although the Liao Kingdom was in decline, there was still a spirit of martial arts. The scene of Liu Ling cutting open the flesh to take arrowheads still shocked many soldiers from the bottom of their hearts.

Regardless of whether he would be infected afterwards or whether he survived, the moment Liu Ling staggered to his feet, fanatical roars suddenly erupted from the top of the city.

Xiao Qian held a shield in his hand and led a group of cavalry to the city wall. He stared at the top of the city. In his sight, the crowd at the top of the city separated. Zhang Wu led several soldiers and worked together to carry a thin coffin and placed it heavily on the top of the city.

In the previous cities such as Jingzhou and Shimen Town, he received support from generals who "loved the homeland of Daliao".

But today, Yuyang City, under the leadership of that man, has clearly expressed its disobedience.

There is a coffin hanging at the top of the city, with the intention of fighting to the death!
  Liu Ling stood beside the coffin and gasped. Even though the wound on his left arm had been patched up and wrapped, blood was still seeping out. Because of the pain, his eyes towards Xiao Qian were full of cruelty. Like a lone wolf facing death.

The two people's eyes met in the air, and there was an invisible sound like gold and iron colliding, and they both saw the cruelty in each other's eyes.

Liu Ling laughed miserably and looked beyond the Liao soldiers in front of him into the distance.

On the horizon, rows of flags with Song characters quickly rose, standing like a forest, heading towards Yuyang City.

The ground began to tremble, bright red flags flashed out one after another, covering the sky, and countless cavalry figures rushed out from the Liao army camp. Xiao Qian turned around, looked at the cavalry in disbelief, and pursed his lips in confusion. road:
  "Song Bing?"

(End of this chapter)