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Chapter 79 Decisive Battle (Part 2)

Besides, Jin Wushu was only twenty-five or six after all, and this was his first time leading an army. Compared with the crushing victory before, the situation he encountered after getting up today really made him feel confused for a while.

However, after returning to his seat to sit quietly and think for a while, the man held the riding whip and shook his head, and kept talking to himself:

"It's too late! It's too late for both sides! I just saw it with my own eyes from above. The east side has reached the last level of the gate. The general of the Song Army made such a plan. If I really transfer the east side at this time,

The soldiers and horses will only harm Puluhun! But it doesn't matter, the Song army was too late, and their lack of time was even worse. They were concerned about the safety of the Emperor of Song, so they sent the second group of soldiers and horses back, but they had no time to shout again.

The support to the east... After a long time of fuss, only seven to eight hundred soldiers were sent to the east to support. Judging from the combat power of our cavalry of the Great Jin Kingdom, the winner is probably Puluhun!"

"That……"

"After half a day of fussing, it's just a false alarm. Just sit here and wait for Puluhun to defeat the enemy!" Wanyan Wushu said as he breathed a sigh of relief, but then raised his whip and pointed. "This is you.

The incompetence of the Song people is... We, the kings, princes, and nobles of the Jin Kingdom, have always braved the arrows to charge when they came to the formation. The more nobles in the formation, the more fighting power they have; the Song people are better,

The emperor went to the battle to boost morale, but the troops he restrained did not dare to mobilize, so he divided his troops to guard him in vain!"

Shi Wenbin hesitated for a moment. He wanted to say that the military situation was unclear at the moment. Since General Song had calculated the timing so accurately, he couldn't possibly have a back-up plan... But he didn't know whether it was out of fear or some more complicated psychology. After looking at it, he

After seeing the riding whip in the opponent's hand, he actually didn't express his opinion to Jin Wushu, but just nodded and flattered him.

"However, in the future of the decisive battle, we can't do nothing here." After Jin Wushu regained his confidence, he thought for a moment, then raised his hand on the horse and pointed. "Come here, pass the order to the west for me, and take advantage of the opportunity.

The troops and horses have not returned, so let the two Meng'an join forces and counterattack, and they must do their part for Pulhun!"

The Jin soldiers obeyed the order, waved flags on the general platform, issued semaphores, and beat drums to signal.

When the Jin army in front looked back and saw the flag, they were naturally faster than Liu Bao, who was still struggling to retreat on the river embankment. However, they could only fight on foot regardless of the mess on the battlefield, and they were hungry so far in the morning.

Lead them over the outer low wall and rush out on foot!

Let us also say that the Song army had less than 3,000 people in front of the formation at this time (two thousand original soldiers and horses, and hundreds of Zhang Jun's guards), and most of them were exhausted, while the Jin army suddenly rushed out with less than 2,000 people.

, but it caught the Song Army off guard. Almost visible to the naked eye, the battle line gradually shifted back. As the battle line retreated, the Song Army's natural fear of the Jin Army also broke out instantly, and many people fled in panic.

, trying to be a deserter.

What's even more terrible is that at this critical moment, the team that was supposed to maintain the front line and supervise the front line had already moved to the front line, unable to play a supervisory role at all, but it made the situation worse in an instant!

On the other side, on the upper floor of Xia Caicheng's city gate, and below Zhao Guan's house, all the civil and military officials were dumbfounded when they witnessed this scene...According to their understanding of various messages just now, the reason why Liu Bao's departure is dangerous is because everyone is worried about Liu Bao's departure.

, Jin Wushu would send out his most elite new troops from the Chinese army, and then the three Meng'an would join forces to counterattack from the front.

However, no one could have imagined that Jin Wushu did not send reinforcements at all, and Zhang Jun also sent his own bodyguards. Only two Jin soldiers, Meng'an (thousand-man team), who had fought fiercely all morning, braved hunger by themselves.

A hasty counterattack is enough to shake the situation!

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

In fact, even these sentiments seem inappropriate at this time.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!" At this moment, Zhang Jun himself was sweating profusely without the need for any civil servants to criticize him at the top of the city, but he hurriedly knelt down to Zhao Guan's house to ask for a fight. "Guan family, although there is no armor in the city,

There are many sergeants in ordinary leather armor. I will lead hundreds more people down now and personally lead and supervise the battle. As long as these people on the front line can recognize me, they will definitely be able to drag Liu Bao back to help. I will never use the officer.

The family is in danger!"

Zhao Jiu, who was dressed in a red robe and a stiff-winged turban, was sitting on a chair. He opened his mouth to speak, but his mouth was so dry that although he could speak freely, his voice was very low. He could only raise his chin to signal the other party to come closer.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun quickly took two steps forward, lowered his head and looked at Wang Yuan: "Wang Dutong, the official said that most of the troops below are from the Henan camp at this time. I want you to go down with me. Follow me."

Supervise the battle!"

Wang Yuan had been on the battlefield after all, so he quickly stood up and obeyed the order, and even felt vaguely inspired.

Just as Zhang and Wang were about to get up and go down together, Zhao Jiufu spoke again. Zhang Jun did not dare to neglect, and leaned over again to listen. Then he was startled, and then he turned around and said seriously:

"The official issued an oral order and left a few warriors to maintain order. Except for generals Zhang Jun and Wang Yuan, any civil or military personnel in the city who dare to make noise without permission or leave their seats will be killed from the Censor Zhongcheng and Yutang Scholars on down!

"

The city that was already in commotion was shocked for a moment, but fell silent for an instant.

The spring breeze stirred the flag slightly, the water of the Huaihe River beat against the north bank, and smoke billowed below. The Song army's less than three thousand soldiers fought and retreated, and the shouts of killing gradually approached. However, as Zhang and Wang hurried down to the city, leading a group of leather armors

The sergeants with equipment rushed forward, and the battle line actually stopped at a position less than half a mile away from the city head!

However, fortunately, when Liu Bao saw this situation, he did not dare to neglect and turned back in a hurry. Under attack from both sides, although he could not suppress it, he still controlled the situation and bit the golden army.

The war started in waves, then fell down immediately, and seemed to have reached a stalemate again.

Zhao Guanjia, whose back was already soaked, looked blankly at the farther position of the battlefield in front of him, but still felt that it was a mess and couldn't figure out anything, so he simply sighed and continued to slump on the chair.

At this moment, at the easternmost end of the battlefield, on the vertical river embankment east of the Jin army's stronghold, Yang Yizhong suddenly heard a noise due to the north before he could wait for Han Shizhong to raise a flag to indicate that he was in position further east.

The sound of cheers was as if Han Shizhongai had led Wang Sheng and his troops out of the last layer of the gate!

"Mount!"

In the Dongzhai camp, which was in sharp contrast to the cheers and noise from the outside world, Pu Luhun suddenly gave an order softly, then got on his horse and made two fierce moves. The actual number of armored cavalry was only 1,500. Naturally, he could not hear the sound clearly, but he saw Pu Luhun.

Lu Hun got on his horse, but he immediately got on his horse neatly.

"Raise the flag!"

Puluhun, who was sitting on the horse, was covered by his mask. His voice was still low, but he waved his hand again.

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

Seeing this flag raised, a continuous yellow curtain that had been standing in front of thousands of cavalry was instantly pushed down by the infantry who had prepared for it. Now that the curtain fell, Puluhun and Wang Shengbu

There was no longer any cover, and Puluhun waved his hand again and again, taking the lead in reining in his horse and slowly speeding forward.

At this moment, Yang Yizhong finally waited until Han Shizhong raised the flag farther east, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, at the next moment, a thunderous rumbling suddenly came. Yang Yizhong raised his head in shock. At present, he could see that a cavalry outfit that could scare countless Song soldiers suddenly protruded from the eastern Dazhai, but in an instant he was killed.

He dug hard into the formation of soldiers composed of Wang Shengbu, nicknamed the Black Dragon, and the imperial squad!

The latter was instantly overwhelmed, causing countless casualties!

With this charge destined to involve countless bloody memories, Yang Dalang no longer dared to hesitate, nor could he maintain his former depth and reserve, but roared with all his strength:

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

ps: On the third day of the Lunar New Year, New Year greetings remain the same, good night everyone... I couldn't sleep last night when I heard about Kobe's death. I hope I have a good night's sleep today.


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