The slope isn't actually that high; if viewed normally, it would only appear as a slight bulge.

But the slope is long enough!

The heavy cavalry of the Divine Martial Army surged down the high slope like a collapsing flood, as if to shake the entire long slope apart.

Boom...

From a high altitude, it looks like two long arrows swooping down.

Red and black collided like two distinct floods crashing together with immense force.

However, what was created by the collision here was not waves, but people squeezed and twisted and warhorses killed.

Such wars are simply a test of who has the strongest fighting power.

For an emperor like Zhao Huan, saying he would charge into battle with everyone was nothing more than a politician's tactic.

When everyone's enthusiasm is running high, when it comes to the actual charge, who cares where the emperor is, except for the guards around him?

Therefore, Zhao Huan did not charge at all!

The Divine Martial Army, however, was so inspired by the emperor's words that everyone charged forward recklessly.

Its imposing presence was so powerful it seemed capable of shaking the moon hanging in the sky until it fell to the ground.

When the soldiers at the front charged into the Iron Falcon with shields and spears, the cavalry behind them followed without hesitation.

To Zhao Huan's delight, when the Divine Martial Army charged into the Iron Falcon, although the Divine Martial Army also suffered casualties, they immediately broke through the Iron Falcon's defenses.

Under the onslaught of the Shenwu Army's iron cavalry, Li Ganshun's prized Iron Falcon suffered its most devastating blow in history.

In an instant, countless Iron Falcons fell to the ground, along with their riders and horses!

Zhao Huan felt the knife in his hand trembling. It wasn't his hand that was trembling, nor was it him, nor was it the warhorse he was riding, but the ground itself that was trembling!

Zhao Huan found the scene delightful and a smile appeared on his face. He wanted to have the best writer in the capital city describe it so that everyone could see it.

It would be best if Zhong Shizhong and Yao Gu saw it, and also if all the generals in the Yan Yun war zone saw it.

Give them a good jolt!

After this battle, neither the Northwest Theater nor the Yan-Yun Theater dared to despise the Central Imperial Guard.

In less than half an hour, the iron hawk had completely collapsed.

These heavily armored cavalrymen, while possessing immense striking power, were not agile enough to easily escape the battlefield.

After the collapse, they scattered and fled in all directions.

At this moment, Zhao Huan led his personal guards and charged forward.

The emperor's sword could cut through iron like mud. With a single stroke, the iron hawk's sturdy armor was sliced ​​open like paper, and the man's head rolled off.

With another slash, half of another Iron Falcon's head, along with its helmet which had been cut in half, slid off from the clean wound.

And so, Zhao Huan began his shameless showmanship after the war had ended.

The rhythm of the war drums changed, and the light cavalry behind them began to charge, taking on the task of pursuing the scattered Iron Falcons.

After fighting his way through the defeated troops for a few rounds, Zhao Huan was escorted aside by his personal guards.

Only after all the iron hawks had dispersed did the emperor begin to inspect the wounded.

This battle was even more brutal than the attack on Qingzhou City.

Countless bodies were crushed into a pulp, as if a giant had grabbed them with one hand, crushed them, and then twisted them into a pretzel with both hands.

Fragments of armor pierced into flesh and bone, the head was deeply embedded in the body, and internal organs spilled out and knotted all over the ground.

The eastern sky gradually turned a pale white, and soon the sun rose.

The sunlight grew brighter and brighter, piercing through the thick layers and forming beams of light between heaven and earth, casting its rays upon the wasteland stained red with blood.

There was no more snow there, only blood and flesh.

Next spring, the grass here will surely grow taller than a person.

The medical staff of the brigade are treating the injured.

The war was not actually over; 20,000 Song infantrymen were still on high alert in front of the south gate.

The battles at the East and West Gates were drawing to a close. The Song army had already entered the city, where a final resistance was taking place.

It wasn't until the afternoon that all the resistance within the city was finally suppressed.

The flags of the Song Dynasty were once again raised on the city walls of Hongzhou.

In the Battle of Hongzhou, Li Ganshun went missing, and the Xia Kingdom suffered 100,000 casualties and 70,000 were captured.

When news of the defeat of Xia Zhu's central army spread throughout Hengshan, the last fighting will of the Xia army in other areas also collapsed.

Meanwhile, the Song Dynasty's battle against the Tanguts on the western front had ended, and the important western town of Xiliang had been captured.

The eastern front's Yinzhou and Xiazhou are already at their last gasp.

After the central army's great victory, the remaining four Song armies had fully advanced into the borders of the Tangut state.

Han Shizhong marched all the way to Xiping Prefecture. By this time, the Yellow River had frozen over. After gathering the last of their provisions in Xiping Prefecture, Han Shizhong's troops began to cross the Yellow River and approach Xingqing Prefecture.

The complete defeat at the front lines triggered turmoil among the nobles of Xingqing Prefecture.

At this time, Li Liangfu, on whom Li Ganshun had placed high hopes, suddenly returned to Xingqing Prefecture with his troops. He had 50,000 elite soldiers and began to control Li Ganshun's son, the crown prince of Xia, who was only twelve years old.

He supported Li Renyou as emperor and demanded that Li Renyou immediately seek help from the Jin Dynasty, asking Emperor Wanyan Sheng of Jin to send a large army to aid the Xia Dynasty.

While the envoy was still on his way, another person suddenly appeared in Xingqing Prefecture.

This person was none other than Jinta Yasutada, who was presumed to have died on the battlefield.

Ren Duobaozhong was an extremely influential figure in the Xia Kingdom, whose prestige far surpassed that of Li Liangfu.

Therefore, after he appeared, Li Liangfu was immediately eliminated, and the army almost entirely fell into his hands.

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