Let’s talk about it, Jin Wushu is only twenty-five or sixty after all, and this time he went to the expedition was the first time he led his troops. Compared with the previous crushing victory, the situation he encountered after getting up today really made him feel confused for a moment.

However, after returning to his seat and sitting in meditation for a while, the man held the whip and shook his head and kept talking to himself:

"It's too late! It's too late on both sides! I just saw it from above. The east side has reached the last floor. The Song army's general has calculated the dispatch of this. If I really transfer the troops from the east at this time, it will only harm Puluhun! But it doesn't matter. The Song army is too late, and their time is too late. They are concerned about the safety of the Emperor of Song and sent the second group of troops back, but they don't have time to call for support to the east... After a long time of trouble, they only supported seven or eight hundred soldiers to the east. According to the combat power of our Great Jin cavalry, the winner is probably Puluhun!"

"That……"

"I've been making trouble for a long time, and I'm still sitting here, waiting for Puluhun to defeat the enemy!" Wanyan Wushu said as he breathed a sigh of relief, but he raised his horse whip and pointed at him. "This is the incompetence of you Song people... Our kings, princes and nobles of Jin have always charged forward with arrows when they come to the battle. One more noble person on the battle will be more combat power. The Song people are better. The emperor is encouraging morale at the battle, but the troops they restrained are not dared to dispatch, so they divided their troops to watch him in vain!"

Shi Wenbin, who was standing aside, he hesitated for a moment. He wanted to say that the military situation is unclear at the moment. Since General Song calculated the timing so accurately, he could not have a backup plan... But he didn't know whether it was out of fear or some more complicated psychology. After looking at the whip in the other party's hand, he did not express his opinion to Jin Wushu, but just nodded repeatedly to flatter him.

"However, in the future, we can't do anything here." After Jin Wushu regained his confidence, he thought for a while, but raised his hand on the horse. "Come on, send an order to the west. While the troops did not come back, let the two Mengans act in unison and counterattack. Be sure to do your part for Pu Luhun!"

Jin **shi obeyed the order, and waved the flag on the platform and uttered the flags and beat the drum to signal.

When the Jin army in front looked back and saw the flag slogan, it was naturally faster than Liu Bao who had worked hard to retreat on the river embankment. However, he could only fight in the field despite the mess of the battlefield. Regardless of the hunger at the beginning of the morning, he crossed the outer low wall under the leadership of two Meng'ans and rushed out on foot!

Let’s talk about the fact that the Song army had less than three thousand (two thousand original soldiers and hundreds of Zhang Jun supported the guards) in front of the formation, and most of them were exhausted. However, the Jin army suddenly came out with less than two thousand, which caught the Song army off guard, and almost visible to the naked eye, and the front line gradually shifted backwards. As the front line retreated, the Song army’s natural fear of the Jin army also broke out instantly, and many people were in a panic and tried to become deserters.

What's even more terrible is that at this critical moment, the team that should have maintained the front line in the rear had already squeezed onto the front line and could not play a role in supervision, but it made the situation very bad in an instant!

On the other side, on the gate of Xia Caicheng, the Zhao Guanjia, and the civil and military officials were stunned when they saw this scene... According to their understanding of various messages just now, the reason why Liu Bao left was dangerous was because everyone was worried that once Liu Bao left, Jin Wushu would send his most elite central army's new force, and then the three Mengans combined to counterattack from the front.

However, no one would have thought that Jin Wushu did not send reinforcements at all, and Zhang Jun also sent his own personal guards. Just two Jin army Meng'an (Thousand People Team) who had fought hard for a morning were enough to counterattack against hunger!

At this time, except for a sigh, there is still a huge gap in combat power gap between the Song and Jin armies, and there seems to be nothing to say.

In fact, even if you feel this, it seems out of place at this time.

"My...My!" At this time, no civil officials had to criticize him above the city. Zhang Jun was already sweating profusely, but he quickly knelt down to the Zhao official family for war. "Although there are no armored soldiers in the city, there are many ordinary leather soldiers. Now I will lead hundreds of people to supervise the battle myself. If the people on the front line can still recognize me, they will definitely be able to drag Liu Bao back to help, and will never put the official family in danger!"

Zhao Jiu, wearing a big red robe and hard wings, sat upright on the chair, opening his mouth to speak, but his mouth was dry, so that although his words were smooth, his voice was extremely small. He could only raise his chin to signal the other party to get closer.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun quickly stepped forward two steps, lowered his head and looked at Wang Yuan: "Wang Dutong, the official said that most of the troops below were from the Henan camp at this time, so let you go down together and supervise the battle with me!"

After all, Wang Yuan had been on the battlefield, so he quickly stood up and bowed his head to obey the orders, and even felt a little excited.

Zhang and Wang were about to get up together, but Zhao Jiufu spoke again. Zhang Jun did not dare to be negligent, so he posted it over and listened again, and then he was stunned, and then turned his head and said seriously:

"The official family has an oral order, leaving a few warriors to rectify the order. Except for Zhang Jun and Wang Yuan, the civil and military officials in the city, who dare to make noise without authorization, those who leave their seats can be killed from the Censor Zhongcheng and the Yutang Scholar!"

The city that had already become turbulent was shocked for a moment, but it was silent for a moment.

The spring breeze slightly urged the flags, and the water of the Huai River hit the north bank without enough. The smoke and dust rolled below. The soldiers of the Song army, who were less than 3,000, fought and retreated, and the shouts of killing gradually approached. However, as Zhang and Wang hurried down to the city, they took a group of soldiers in leather armor and equipment to meet them. The front line was only half a mile away from the city gate!

Fortunately, when Liu Bao saw this situation, he did not dare to neglect it and turned back hastily. Under the attack on both sides, although he could not suppress it, he also controlled the situation and bit the Jin army.

The war started and fell immediately, and it seemed that the stalemate was in progress again.

The Zhao Guanjia, who was already wet behind, went to see the distance to the battlefield in front of him in a daze, but he still felt a mess and couldn't figure out anything. So he simply sighed and continued to sit on the chair.

At this moment, at the easternmost end of the battlefield, on the river embankment perpendicular to the east of the Jin army's Dazhai, Yang Yizhong had not yet been able to wait for Han Shizhong to take his position to raise the flag, and suddenly heard a loud and cheering sound in the north, as if Han Shizhong's favorite general Wang Sheng led his troops to pull out the last layer of Dazha!

"Get on the horse!"

In the Dongzhai Yingpan, which was in sharp contrast to the cheers and noises of the outside world, Pu Luhun suddenly gave a soft order, then turned over the horse, and the two armored cavalry, who were actually only 1,500, could not hear the sound clearly, but when Pu Luhun got on the horse, he immediately turned over the horse neatly.

"Rise the flag!"

Pu Luhun, who was sitting on the horse, was covered by his face armor, and his voice was still muffled, but he waved his hand again to signal.

Immediately, a personal guard next to him suddenly raised a simple and rough banner. The flag had a yellow and black line, and a huge black magpie was embroidered on it.

Seeing this big banner raised, the continuous yellow curtains that were originally standing in front of thousands of cavalry were instantly pushed down by infantry who had prepared themselves. Since the curtains fell, Pu Luhun and Wang Shengmen no longer covered them, and Pu Luhun waved his hand repeatedly and took the lead in resusciting the horse and slowly moving forward.

At this moment, Yang Yizhong finally waited to raise Han Shizhong's flag further east, and he was relieved.

However, the next moment, a thunderous rumbling suddenly came, and Yang Yizhong looked up in shock. At the sight, a cavalry dressed enough to make countless Song troops terrified suddenly emerged from the east, but in an instant he was scattered into the armored soldiers formed by Wang Sheng's army nicknamed Black Dragon and those imperial troupes!

The latter is hard to deal with in an instant, and countless casualties!

With this charge that was destined to involve countless bloody memories, Yang Dalang no longer dared to hesitate, nor could he remain deep and reserved in the past, but roared hard:

"Rise the blue flag quickly! Raise the flag!!"

ps: On the third day of the Chinese New Year, the New Year greetings are still the same, everyone is good night... I heard Kobe passed away last night and couldn't sleep all night. I hope I can have a good sleep today.
Chapter completed!