But there is no doubt that when the entire army rolled together in one direction, it still looked like a torrent, a torrent that could swallow everything but with an unclear color.

As the Song army moved in a big way, the Jin army units on the high ground and on the east side of the high ground were awakened by the rain and immediately reorganized their battle formations. Countless scouts were constantly traveling back and forth, preparing for battle.

It was obvious that Wanyan Bendu on the high ground was trying to form an integrated, unprecedentedly large formation of Crooked Horses.

By the stone bridge, Wang De's troops, who had been fighting hard for a long time, were overjoyed. Wang De's two sons, Wang Qi and Wang Shun, were also relieved. Even the Poxi army finally breathed a sigh of relief... In just this short half morning, more than half of their camel cannons had been destroyed due to continuous firing. There is a reason why the torsion crossbows made of animal tendons have been gradually eliminated by the times.

However, just when the whole army was relieved, on the edge of the small slope where the camel cannons could not reach, the already exhausted Wang De looked back at the magnificent Song army formation on the other side of the Taiping River that was advancing towards him, and then looked at the Ali flag hundreds of steps away, but suddenly laughed at his two sons:

"Are you two tired?"

No one knows his son better than his father, and no one knows his father better than his son.

Brothers Wang Qi and Wang Shun immediately looked solemn, and then the eldest son Wang Qi calmly said: "Father, do you feel a little unwilling that Ali will retreat when the reinforcements cross the river?"

"That's right." Wang De raised his swollen arm, pointed at Ali's flag, and said seriously. "Although you and I have seized the initiative in this battle, our troops are already exhausted. It will be difficult to achieve great success in the next battle. In this situation, if we don't make great achievements, how can we justify the name of our Wang family? Now Ali has not retreated, but his troops have already retreated. No one is willing to fight hard... This is an opportunity."

The eldest son Wang Qi hesitated.

The second son, Wang Shun, did not hesitate and said, "Father, I will clear the way for you."

Wang Qi nodded immediately: "Father, I will cover your retreat."

Wang De nodded, and then walked slowly, taking his two sons, dozens of almost all injured personal guards, and his own general's flag, towards the center of the army where the camel cannon was protecting it... It was as if he had seen his own reinforcements marching in large numbers, and was preparing to return here to rest and wait quietly for the reinforcements.

However, Wang De himself immediately looked around and clicked on the trustworthy knights of his headquarters who were within sight along the way, asking them to follow quietly.

Before reaching the stone bridge, they had already successfully gathered two or three hundred riders.

"Leave the big flag here." The thoughtful Wang Qi took the initiative to order the flag bearer.

Not far away, Ali looked at this scene coldly from the slope of the high ground, but he only watched for a moment. He turned his head and looked to the west side of his position, also exhausted due to his old age and long-term command of battles. There, the Tangut light cavalry of the Imperial Camp Cavalry had already arrived and were directly fighting with his own soldiers who were in a state of exhaustion, and were still surging behind him.

In fact, these Tangut light cavalry were just like flowing water, flowing directly into the gaps in the Jin army's formation. The Jin army's mobile force, that is, the iron cavalry, lost their main weapon, the hard bow, in the rain, and their mobility loss was much higher than that of the light cavalry, which put both sides in a ridiculous situation where neither side could do anything to the other... These light cavalry could not kill the Jin army's heavy armored cavalry, and the Jin army's heavy armored cavalry could not catch up with these light cavalry.

But Ali knew that as long as the heavy infantry group of the Song army on the opposite bank crossed the river, or the Jin army on the high ground behind him tried to press down, these light cavalry would do their utmost to delay and hinder the movement of their headquarters... This was the strategic role of this huge light cavalry, to split the battle formation, hinder support, curb the advance, assist in outflanking, and possible post-war large-scale cleanup and hunting for heads.

Therefore, the situation his troops were facing was already very dangerous, and he had to make a choice quickly. Either he had to wait here for Bendu on the high ground to be organized, and then rush down from the high ground, or he had to abandon this small slope, evacuate as soon as possible, and return to the high ground to participate in Bendu's battle formation.

As a veteran general of the founding army of the Jin Dynasty who had been through many battles, Ximao Ali did not take too long to make a decision - the situation had changed so much that if he was forced to stay here now, it would most likely lead to the annihilation of his subordinates.

Ali, who was already 57 years old, really didn't care about his own life or death, but he had to fulfill his duties as a soldier, strive to carry out his superiors' orders, and work hard to protect his subordinates.

Therefore, it is better to retreat to the high ground.

Of course, a major consequence of doing so is that the Pushan Beilu tribe, which had been pushed to the riverside area in front of the high ground by Han Shizhong, would most likely be wiped out under the siege of the Song army.

Therefore, although he already knew that Pushan Beilu's eldest son had died in the battle and that he was mad, Ali still took the initiative to call his personal guards and sent a message to Pushan Beilu, asking him to follow him and retreat to the high ground... When the Song army's light cavalry crossed the upstream defense line and the heavy infantry group advanced across the board without any hesitation, there was no strategic value in maintaining the front line in the riverside area.

After giving this order, Ali was about to tell the troops to get ready and retreat in an orderly manner. Before he could finish his words, he heard a commotion ahead. Looking up, he saw his own infantry and cavalry, which were already somewhat confused and uneasy. They seemed to have encountered a wheat field with hares running through it in autumn, shaking the wheat waves and dodging to the sides in a daze.

Among the parted wheat waves, the hare quickly revealed its figure. It was hundreds of Song cavalrymen. They did not raise flags or shout, but just attacked him with all their might.

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