Xia Jun, who was standing next to him, saw with his own eyes that the kerosene tank suddenly exploded, and a huge fireball rose up ferociously and spread rapidly in all directions.
It was scorching and dazzling, like a bloody mouth, swallowing up all the Xia army soldiers within a radius of three to four feet, and then spitting them out with a cry.
These devoured soldiers were covered in fire. They twisted desperately and let out heart-piercing screams, but to no avail.
They were like dancing torches, the flames accompanying their screams and howling crazily in the wind.
The surrounding Xia Army soldiers looked at their companions indifferently, watching numbly as they turned into pieces of burnt black wood. The air was filled with the smell of burning barbecue.
Many hungry Xia army soldiers swallowed involuntarily.
Brother Richard saw fireballs rising up one after another under Yinzhou City from a distance, and the anger all over his body gathered together, almost setting him on fire.
How could these Song barbarians come up with such vicious weapons?
When it explodes, it becomes a ball of fire. If the fire splashes on you, it will catch fire. Unless you jump into the water immediately or bury it with sand, you can barely suppress the fire.
Often one can only watch helplessly as his companions are burned alive.
The Song army just liked to throw it at the place where the Xia army gathered. When it exploded, it would kill more than a dozen people, which frightened the Xia army.
Dozens of fireballs rose up one after another, and hundreds of torches could be seen dancing amidst the screams. There were also ladders one after another, broken and toppled by the Song army, just like the previous twenty days.
It turned into pieces and scattered under the city wall together with Xia Jun's corpse.
Several Xia army generals who were supervising the battle in front were jumping up and down, waving steel swords at the soldiers in front, and roaring loudly.
"Attack! Continue to attack! Warriors of Daxia, continue to attack. You will definitely defeat the weak and useless Song Army!"
The sound reached Brother Richard's ears, making him a little irritable.
"Ming Jin!" Brother Richard suddenly turned his head and said to the general beside him.
The general was stunned for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, it's not yet noon."
"It's meaningless." Brother Richard said coldly, "The Song Army is no longer the Song Army before, they are no longer weak and useless."
"Follow the military order! Go and ring for gold!" Wei Minlieji waved his hand and told the general to go and ring for gold.
He is a confidant of Xia Lord Li Qianshun, and also a good friend and lieutenant of Brother Richard.
"Lie Ji, after playing in Yinzhou City for so long, you must have a feel for it."
"Your Majesty, this is completely different from fighting the Song Army before." Wei Minglieji's eyes were bloodshot and he looked at Yinzhou City with worry on his face.
"Yes, we have been surrounded for a month and a half and fought bloody battles for more than twenty days. I don't know how many soldiers and horses there are in Yinzhou City. I don't know who the general is! I don't know anything. If it were before, would you dare to believe it?"
"Your Majesty, based on the battles these days, there should be three to five generals of the Song Army in Yinzhou City, around 8,000 to 15,000. However, they seem to say they are some kind of infantry regiment... It's a mess, and the news is even more confusing."
Weiming Lieji said with a grimace, "The military situation is unclear, so we are blind."
"Other than these, what is the difference between the Song Army in Yinzhou City and the Song Army we fought before?"
"Your Majesty, there is a huge gap. In the past, there were brave men in the Song Army, and there were also weak and timid ones. Most of them just followed the crowd and were indifferent. Just like them."
Weiming Lieji pointed at the Xia army soldiers who were retreating like a tide.
They are neither happy nor sad, like walking zombies.
"The Song army currently fighting with us in Yinzhou City, apart from some panic in the first few days, the biggest impression left on my subordinates is that they are calm and calm, with a measured advance and retreat. They are also a group of ants, but they are a group of people who obey orders and are well-organized.
The ants can always appear anywhere in time and take effective measures to combat our attacks."
"Yes, it's different. The Song Army has gained strength after several great victories. After being reorganized by their officials this year, they feel like they have been completely transformed. In the past, they were a group of sheep, relying on countless
Their numbers and the poor horns on their heads are against us."
Having said this, Brother Richard turned his head with a disappointed look on his face.
"They are now like a pack of dogs, well-trained dogs. And we have become prey for training them. What I'm worried about, Liege, is that over time, they will become a pack of well-trained wolves. By then..."
Wei Minglieji also felt a sad feeling in his heart, and wanted to say a few words of comfort, but heard Brother Richard speak again.
"The princess sent someone back to report that there is no food."
Wei Minglieji's face turned pale, "Your Majesty, wouldn't it be okay if the monarchs and ministers of the Liao Kingdom came forward?"
"Lie Ji, the emperor of Liao is old, and he is surrounded by treacherous ministers. These guys are greedy for money and harm the country, and they will do anything. The princess said that the person who speaks for the Song people is Xiao Fengxian, the brother-in-law and confidant of the emperor's grandson of Liao.
.”
"The confidant of the emperor's grandson?" Wei Minglieji realized the seriousness of the problem, "The dignitaries of the Liao Kingdom all know that the Lord of Liao is old and will not live long. Sooner or later, the world of the Liao Kingdom belongs to the emperor's grandson. Xiao Fengxian's words, they must
Give me face."
"Yes. The princess said that those treacherous ministers, whether from Liao or Song, all have one characteristic, that is, when the money is in place, they will definitely get things done, regardless of whether it will endanger the country. Song officials will eliminate them
The treacherous ministers of our own country bribed the treacherous ministers of the Liao Kingdom with large sums of money to speak for them."
Having said this, Brother Richard's face was full of bitterness.
"How can we Daxia beat Song when we are fighting for money? So the ministers of Liao speak more for Song but less for us Daxia."
Wei Minglie Ji sighed and said, "The officials of the Song Dynasty are so powerful. They can make such a determination, regardless of honor, disgrace, and capital."
"Honor and disgrace? The final winner will get all the glory, and the loser will bear all the shame. As for the money, it is nothing. No matter how valuable it is, in the eyes of the officials of the Song Dynasty, it is just temporarily stored in the hands of the treacherous officials of the Liao Dynasty."
Wei Minglieji was startled, "Your Majesty, do you think that the officials of the Song Dynasty, besides me, Daxia, will also attack the Liao Kingdom in the north?"
"Look at the history books. Once the Central Plains dynasty became strong, their swords and iron hoofs would move west and north. In the Song Dynasty, in addition to steel, there was also fire. All enemies standing in front of them would be crushed by the steel.
, and then burned to ashes.”
"Your Majesty!" Wei Minglieji said excitedly, "The officials of the Song Dynasty have such great ambitions, how can the monarchs and ministers of the Liao Kingdom just sit back and do nothing?"
"Do they believe it? If we hadn't suffered defeats one after another, if we hadn't been led to Yinzhou City like dogs and then used this millstone to grind our flesh and blood into powder, would we have believed it?
"
Brother Richard's words were like the arrows shot by the Song Army's divine arm crossbow, piercing Weiming Lieji's heart one after another, making him unable to recover for a long time.
"I now believe that Zhao Shisan, an official of the Song Dynasty, is the most dangerous enemy in the history of our Daxia Kingdom." Brother Richard murmured as he looked at Yinzhou City.
"Your Majesty! Xingqing Mansion urgently delivers the Privy Council's military report."
Brother Richard took it and looked at it, his brows furrowed.
"Instructions are sent to all commanders to immediately go to the Chinese army's tent to discuss matters."
"Follow the order!"
Brother Richard was about to turn around and mount his horse when he suddenly stopped and turned around to look at Yinzhou City, which was bathed in sunshine in the distance.
The city became very quiet. The city gate opened and groups of Song troops came out, with carriages among them.
The Song army loaded the corpses onto carriages, filling most of the carriages; the wounded who could be rescued and treated were carried onto other carriages, occupying only a few carriages.
The corpses were transported to the foot of a hill a mile outside the city. Under guard, hundreds of Xia army prisoners wielded hoes and shovels to dig out a large pit. Thousands of corpses of different shapes were dumped into the pit.
The earth seal quickly turned into a three or four-foot-high earth bag. Under the hill, there were more than twenty earth bags of different sizes, like chess pieces, placed on the chessboard of this piece of land.
They are all dead sons.
"Lie Ji, do you think that Yinzhou City looks like an imperial mausoleum?"
"The imperial mausoleum at the foot of Helan Mountain?" Wei Minglieji was stunned for a moment, and then murmured, "When the king said this, my subordinates thought it was somewhat similar."
Brother Richard mounted his horse and pointed at Yinzhou City with his riding whip, "If it comes at dusk and the setting sun slants down, it will look more like this."
Wei Minglieji opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to say anything in his heart. Xia people worshiped Buddhism and believed in ghosts and gods. Brother Richard mentioned the imperial mausoleum for no reason, and Weiming Lieji felt it was very unlucky.
But he didn't dare to say it.
Brother Richard waved his riding crop and said, "Let's go back to the Chinese army's tent. There is more bad news waiting for us."