Shao Song

　　 Let’s also say that Jin Wushu was only twenty-five and sixty-six. This time it was the first time he led the army. Compared with the previous crushing victory, the situation he encountered since getting up today really made him feel confused for a while.

　　 However, after returning to the seat to sit and ponder for a while, this person 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 with my own eyes, and the east side has reached the last floor of the Great Zha. Song Jun, the general, is scheduled to be so accurate. At this time, I am really going to the east. The soldiers and horses will only harm Pu Luhun! But it doesn’t matter, the Song army is too late, and their too late is even more terrible. They are concerned about the safety of the Song Dynasty emperor, and send the second group of soldiers and horses back, but there is no time to shout again. Supporting the east... After a long period of trouble, only seven or eight hundred soldiers went to the east to support. Judging from the strength of our Dajin national iron cavalry, the winner is probably still Puluhun!"

　　 "That..."

　　 "It's been a long time, a false alarm, and I still sit here, waiting for Pu Lu to destroy the enemy!" Wan Yan Wushu said while taking a sigh of relief, but he raised his horse whip and pointed. "This is the incompetence of your Song people... Our kings, princes, and nobles of the Golden Kingdom have always personally braved arrows to charge in battle. One more noble on the battlefield means more combat power; The Song people are good. The emperor was in the battle to boost his morale, but the troops he was holding back did not dare to dispatch him, so that he was separated for nothing to take care of him!"

Shi Wenbin hesitated for a moment. He wanted to say that the military situation is unclear at the moment. Since General Song has calculated the timing so accurately, he said that he must not have a second hand... But he didn't know if it was out of fear or some kind of more complicated psychology. He was looking at him. Behind the whip in the opponent's hand, he didn't tell Jin Wushu his opinion, just nodding flattery.

　　 "However, in the future of the decisive battle, you can't do nothing here." After Jin Wushu recovered his confidence, he thought for a while, but raised his hand on the Mazha. "Come here, send the order to the west for me, take advantage of the fact that the soldiers and horses are not back, let the two men and horses join forces, counterattack out, you must do your best for Pu Luhun!"

　　 Sergeant Jin Guo obeyed his orders and waved a flag on the stage to send out a semaphore and beat the drum.

The Jinjun in front looked back and saw the semaphore. It was naturally faster than Liu Bao who was still working **** the embankment to withdraw, but he could only fight on foot regardless of the mess on the battlefield, and even if he was hungry so far in the morning, he personally met the two men who were hungry. Lead over the outer low wall and recoil on foot!

Moreover, the Song Army was less than three thousand people in front of the battle (two thousand original soldiers and horses, and hundreds of guards supported by Zhang Jun), and they were mostly exhausted, but the Jin Army suddenly broke out before two thousand. However, Song Jun was caught off guard, almost visible to the naked eye, and the front gradually shifted backwards. And as the front retreated, the Song Army’s natural fear of the Jin Army also broke out in an instant, and many people walked in embarrassment, trying to become deserters.

　　 What's more terrible is that at this critical moment, the team that should have maintained a front line to supervise the team has already squeezed onto the front line, and can't play a supervisory role at all, but it makes the situation suddenly bad!

On the other side, upstairs at Caicheng City Gate, and below Zhao Guan’s house, all the civil and military personnel witnessed this scene, and they were all dumbfounded...According to their understanding of the various messages just now, the reason why Liu Bao left was dangerous was because everyone was worried that Liu Bao would leave. Jin Wushu will send out his most elite force of the Chinese army, and then the three fierce security forces will counterattack from the front.

However, no one would have imagined that Jin Wushu did not send reinforcements at all, and Zhang Jun also sent his own personal guards. Only two Jinjun Meng'an (Team of Thousands) who fought hard for the whole morning were hungry by themselves. A hasty counterattack is enough to shake the situation!

　　 At this time, apart from one sentence of emotion, there is still a huge gap in the combat power between the Song and Jin armies, and it seems that there is nothing to say.

　　 In fact, I was feeling all this, and it seemed out of place at this time.

　　 "Chen...Chen!" At this moment, above the city, without any civil servants speaking harshly, Zhang Jun himself was already sweating profusely, but he hurriedly knelt down to the official Zhao's for a fight. "Officials, although there are no more soldiers in the city, there are many soldiers in ordinary leather armor. The ministers will now lead a few hundred people down and personally lead the war. If the frontline group can still recognize the ministers, they will definitely be able to drag them. Liu Bao's return to aid will never put the official family in danger!"

　　 Zhao Jiuduan, dressed in a big red robe with hard wings, sat on a chair, open his mouth to speak, but his tongue was dry, so much so that although he spoke smoothly, his voice was extremely small, so he could only raise his chin to signal the other person to approach.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Jun hurried forward two steps on his knees, bowed his head, and looked at Wang Yuan: "Wang Dutong, the official said, at this time most of the troops below are from Henan camp. Let you go down together and follow me. Supervise the battle!"

　　Wang Yuan had been on the battlefield after all, he quickly got up and bowed his head to listen to the order, and even vaguely felt a little bit of excitement.

　　Wang Wang and Zhang were about to get up together, but Zhao Jiu resumed their speeches. Zhang Jun didn’t dare to neglect, and he slammed over again, bowed his head and listened. Then he turned his head and said seriously:

"The officials have verbal orders to leave a few warriors to rectify order. Except for the two generals Zhang Jun and Wang Yuan, in the city, there are those who dare to make noise and leave their seats. They can be cut down from the scholars of the Imperial History and Yutang! "

　　 The already tumultuous city head was shocked for a while, but it was silent for an instant.

The spring breeze stirred the flag slightly, the Huai River water was not enough to hit the north bank, and the smoke and dust billowed below. Song soldiers who were less than three thousand soldiers fought and retreated. The shouts of killing were gradually approaching, but as the two of Zhang and Wang hurried down the city, carrying a group of leather armors The equipped sergeant greeted him, and the battle line stopped at a position not more than half a mile away from the head of the city!

　　 But, fortunately, Liu Bao didn't dare to neglect this situation. He turned back hastily. Under the two-sided attack, although he could not suppress the situation, he also controlled the situation and bit the golden army.

　　 The war broke out in one wave, and then fell, seeming to be deadlocked again.

　　 Zhao Guanjia, who was soaked behind him, went to look at the farther position on the battlefield in front of him, but he still felt a mess and couldn't figure out anything, so he simply sighed and continued to slump in the chair.

At this moment, at the east end of the battlefield, on the vertical river embankment to the east of Jinjun Dazhai, Yang Yizhong had not had time to wait for Han Shizhong to be further east and raised the flag to indicate that he suddenly heard a noise from the north. With cheers, it was like Han Shizhong's who pulled Wang Sheng and his team out of the last layer of Dazha!

　　 "Go on!"

In the Dongzhai camp, which was in stark contrast with the cheers and noises of the outside world, Pu Luhun suddenly ordered softly, UU read www.uukanshu.com and then turned on his horse. The two hardened cavalry, the actual number of which was only 1,500, would naturally not listen. He made his voice clear, but seeing Pu Lu slammed on his horse, he immediately turned on his horse neatly.

　　 "Raise the flag!"

　　 Pu Luhun, who was sitting on the horse, was covered by his visor, his voice still screaming, but he waved his hand again.

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

And seeing this banner being raised, the continuous and beautifully made yellow curtain that had been standing in front of thousands of cavalrymen was suddenly overthrown by the pawns who had been prepared for it. Since the curtain fell, Pu Luhun and Wang Sheng's ministry no longer hides it, and Pu Luhun waved his hands again and again, taking the lead in reining his horse, stepping on this exquisite curtain and slowly speeding up.

　　 So far, Yang Yizhong on the high ground of the embankment outside finally waited for Han Shizhong's flag to be raised further east, and he was also relieved.

However, at the next moment, a thunderous boom suddenly came, Yang Yizhong raised his head in amazement, and now it can be seen that a cavalry dressed enough to make countless Song Army fearful suddenly protrudes from Dazhai in the east, but desperately, in an instant. He smashed himself into the formation of Wang Shengbu, who was nicknamed Black Dragon, and those princes straight!

　　 is just a chisel. There are quite a few knights who fell to the death of the former, but the latter is difficult to deal with in an instant, with countless casualties!

　　 Accompanied by this charge destined to involve countless **** memories, Yang Dalang did not dare to hesitate, and could no longer maintain the deep and reserved of the past, but furiously screamed and ordered:

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

　　PS: On the third day of the Lunar New Year, the New Year’s greetings are still there, good night everyone... I heard that Kobe died last night, and I couldn’t sleep all night, and I didn’t want to say anything to mourn. I hope I have a good night’s sleep today.