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Chapter five hundred and thirty-fifth the eve of the war

After Yelu Zongxin said the words, Yelu Ying fell down. He knew that the so-called persistence and waiting for assistance was just a waste of waiting. His Majesty led a hundred thousand elite warriors in the Great Liao Dynasty to fight against Li Yuanhao in the west. How could he draw troops to assist Feihu Ridge thousands of miles away?

Even if there are some troops in Shangjing, it is impossible to assist here. After all, the safety of Shangjing is much more important than the small Feihu Ridge. Shangjing is the center of the entire Liao Dynasty, and Nanjing Road is just a Han area occupied by the Liao Dynasty. Although agriculture and economy come from here, it is far from comparable to Shangjing in the hearts of the Liao people.

Yelu Ying, who had been stationed on the edge of Yanyun for many years, saw clearly than all the tribe members. The land of Yanyun was not inferior to the Liao Dynasty, and it was even more important than that of Shangjing. Especially in recent times, the big merchants in Shangjing have come to Nanjing Road and are scattered throughout Yanyun, which has led to a considerable development of Yanyun's business and prosperity, just like the Song Dynasty.

Yelu Zongxin still looked calm: "It's okay, our Great Liao Dynasty has troops stationed in the important town of Yanyun, let alone the most important Xijin Mansion."

Yelu Ying sighed slightly and said, "Then how can I defend myself under the thirty-five-mindedness of the Song Dynasty?"

Yelu Zongxin said with a serious expression: "Compared with Xijin Mansion, Feihu Ridge where we are, it is a place where we cannot give up people. The general is always here, and of course he knows the importance of Feihu Ridge. The reinforcements from the court from the northwest must enter Yanyun from here. The Emperor of the Song Dynasty saw it sincerely, otherwise he would not come straight. The more we are, the more we stick to it. Once we give up, it will become the throat of the Song Dynasty to restrain our Liao Dynasty!"

After hearing Yelu Zongxin's words, Yelu Ying was completely desperate. He originally planned to persuade Yelu Zongxin to withdraw his troops with him. After all, more than 30,000 people were definitely not the opponent of the 100,000 imperial guards of the Song Dynasty. Moreover, defending the city was not something that the Liao people were good at. The best strategy was to go out to fight and roam and harass him.

But who knew that Yelu Zongxin actually planned to defend Feihu Ridge to the death. This was to restrain the strengths of the Daliao cavalry and deal with the shortcomings of the Song people!

"According to Zongxin's meaning, I, the Great Liao Dynasty, abandoned the harassment that I was good at and did not use it, and dismounted and fought the battle of defending the city with the infantry of the Song Dynasty?"

Yelu Zongxin nodded without hesitation: "That's true, we now have the advantage. The terrain of Feihu Ridge is dangerous and stands between the valleys. The monkeys are worried about climbing and climbing. It's a big opportunity to be a man who can't pass the pass without opening. Isn't it a pity to give up easily? What the general thinks Zongxin, but has the general ever thought that the cavalry of the Song Dynasty is no longer weaker than our Great Liao Dynasty? Will the past harassment still be effective?"

When Yelu Zongxin heard that the cavalry of the Song Dynasty was not weaker than that of the Liao Dynasty, Yelu Ying immediately glared at him and said dissatisfiedly: "Impossible, our cavalry of the Liao Dynasty was hard to match the enemy in the world. In fact, the Song people can match it? It's not that I look down on the Song people. Even if the men of the Song Dynasty became heroes, they wouldn't be able to find so many war horses, right?"

Yelu Zongxin smiled and said, "The news of the general is blocked. As far as I know, there are two armies in the Song Dynasty. One is Beiwei, both of which are composed of people who are ordered to fight against the unretreated. When they go to the battlefield, they are like wielding their arms; the other is Tabai, both of which are composed of generals with high martial arts skills and powerful men. Although the military discipline is not as good as Beiwei, their combat power and horse skills are first-class, with more than 30,000 people each. How can they underestimate Di Qing, the ghost-faced general of the Song Dynasty, fights north for many years?"

As soon as Yelu Zongxin finished speaking, he saw Yelu Ying wanting to object, and waved his hand and interrupted: "General, don't worry, the last general has not yet said what the war horses of the Song Dynasty are. The horses of the Song Dynasty are not our Khitan horses, nor Western horses. They are big war horses brought from the Great Food Man. These are not bad horses, but stallions. The Song Dynasty has also gained a hundred-mile pasture in the Helanyuan of Western Xia and has slightly eroded. Although it is not a thousand-mile giant, it is not much different. It is difficult to provide tens of thousands of war horses for many years?"

Yelu Ying was stunned by his words and asked, "Where did you know this?"

Yelu Zongxin smiled slightly: "There are secret spies in the Song Dynasty, and naturally there are also major spies in the Great Liao Dynasty. It's just that the secret spies in Tokyo were captured and killed, and they did not involve the secret spies in the borders of Song Xia."

Yelu Ying asked with a little sarcastic and helplessness: "The Song people are now outside the village of my Feihu Ridge. So what if they know this?"

"This time, the Song people turned against the past and used cavalry and infantry to cooperate in combat. What role did those half and half cavalry do to attack the city? Sun Tzu said: If you surround them ten times, attack them five times, divide them twice, and if you can fight them, you can escape them, and if you are not as good as you can avoid them. Therefore, the hardness of the small enemy is the capture of the great enemy. We have more than 30,000 people, relying on the dangers of Feihu Ridge, to deal with the more than 40,000 Song infantry, even if the Song Dynasty attacks the city, we have no fear of the benefits of the Song Dynasty!"

After Yelu Zongxin's analysis, Yelu Ying slowly felt relieved, yes! The battle to defend the city was advantageous. The more than 30,000 people in his hands rely on the dangerous city walls and terrain, and the Song people could not have fallen in one go.

"Zong Xin's words are reasonable, because this general has been overthinking. What should he do now?"

The trust in Yelu Zongxin made Yelu Ying start to focus on his suggestions, and it is human instinct to unconsciously approach capable people in danger.

"The most important thing at this moment is to pass on the incident of the Song emperor's personal expedition back to the court. It is said that shooting people first..."

"Capture the king first!"

Yelu Ying understood what he meant and nodded hatred: "Okay! I will send a team of the most elite Khitan warriors to report to the court day and night, and then send a team of elite cavalry out of the south gate to attract the attention of the Song army!"

Yelu Zongxin nodded in appreciation and said, "General's brilliant plan! This is so good."

The imperial guards of the Song Dynasty had already prepared for the siege. They only took two meals to prepare for the siege, camped, ate, prepared siege equipment, arranged troops, etc.

Efficiency is the life of an army, especially in the feudal era, which is a line of life and death.

This siege was completely commanded by Di Qing. He had the richest experience. Zhao Zhen did not intervene in the whole process. He just showed him the big cart in the convoy that used four horses besides his own carriage.

Zhao Zhen pointed to the carriage and said to Di Qing: "Look! I have given you a powerful weapon for siege you have always dreamed of!"

Looking at the ruts that were deeply trapped in the soil, Di Qing's eyes lit up, and he quickly rushed up the carriage and lifted the canvas in the carriage. A roar of excitement like a wolf howl came out of the carriage, which surprised the soldiers around him. Yang Huaiyu went in, and it turned out to be...

The cold brass flashed with a bright yellow color, and the black muzzle was as big as a cold melon. Di Qing pulled Yang Huaiyu out of the car excitedly. Yang Huaiyu's favorite cannon was considered obsessed. For him, this kind of siege weapon could be put into use on the battlefield.

Zhong Shiheng appeared in front of everyone. In order to stop the news from leaking, he solved all the problems in the car along the way...

Looking at the excited two people, Zhao Zhen smiled and pointed to the carriage beside him: "This big guy has ruined a lot of my military horses. It's not too late to be surprised after seeing it..."
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