So, the King of Wei of the Jin Dynasty directly grabbed the living girl for consultation.

"Barricades!" Huo Nu was so angry that she pointed her finger and said a word that seemed to be very deadly. "King Wei, don't you see that the Song army is preparing to lay out barricades all over the mountain?!"

Wuzhu seemed to have just woken up from a dream, but he was suddenly confused - the Song army had laid out a large area of ​​chevaux de frise around the dragon flag, so what?

It should be understood that the only purpose of laying out chevaux de frise was to ensure that the Jin cavalry could not launch a surprise attack on the Zhao Song officials and their generals under the dragon banner. It did not delay the original plan of the Jin army, which was that the last 20,000 elite cavalry of the Jin army, including six Heza Meng'ans, would pour out from the arms of the V-shaped camp, surround the high ground on three sides, and crush the offensive on the high ground.

By then, if we can win, then we will win. If we cannot win, as long as we have dispelled the Song army's offensive, today will be considered a success.

Of course, it is understandable that Huo Nu had such a big reaction, because from Huo Nu's perspective, in addition to winning this battle, her biggest goal is to kill those people under the dragon banner.

To put it bluntly, things are back to the beginning. We still have to hold the girl down and prevent him from making any rash moves.

However, Wuzhu was still a little puzzled, because if that was the case, why did he feel a huge sense of crisis when he looked around the battlefield?

With this thought, Wuzhu looked directly at Huonu, and Huonu also looked at Wuzhu suddenly, and grinned directly: "King Wei, I am going to prepare for the battle, and I wish you can live to be 120 years old!"

Wuzhu wanted to speak immediately.

"Don't persuade me, King Wei persuaded the wrong person." Huo Nu continued to sneer. "In fact, King Wei was right to come to my camp in the first place, because if someone saw the scene of the dragon banner before and went to fight regardless of the overall situation, I would definitely be the first priority... But since the barricades have been put up in front of the dragon banner, it is going to prevent us from using the cavalry to break through the dragon banner today, then it is not just me who can no longer endure it."

Wuzhu finally reacted, and then looked towards the north along the camp. Sure enough, there was a rumbling sound there... That was the sound of the camp's preset suspension bridge opening, and one of the preparations of the Jin army was to launch a large-scale attack across the board through the suspension bridge.

He and Balisu took great pains to prepare for the final blow.

"Wanyan Poshu!" Wuzhu shook his head and was not angry at all.

Huo Nu ignored the other party completely. She just turned around and ordered her cavalry, who had been resting for most of the day, to put on their armor and mount their horses, ordered the signed soldiers to release the drawbridge, and ordered everyone to charge forward with him to avenge his father's death.

This time, Wuzhu did not stop the other party.

Just after mid-afternoon, as the Song army began to deploy chevaux de frise around the high ground commanding heights with auxiliary troops, the former deputy general of Loushi, Wanyan Poshu, could no longer endure it and immediately led four of the six Heza Meng'ans out of the camp first.

After Poshu left, Wanyan Huonu, who was on the westernmost side, also led his troops out of the camp. Then the pale-faced Balisu officially set out from the node of the main camp, with his cavalry and two Hezhamengans fighting together... Finally, it was Erlubu who hurriedly set out according to Balisu's military order and set out from the camp on the east side of the high ground.

Among the three Wanhu, the proportion of cavalry under Balisu's command was frighteningly high. Therefore, although the infantry was assigned to Yelu Mawu early on, after adding the six Hezhameng'ans, there were still a total of 24,000 to 25,000 cavalry, which came out from three sides one after another. The so-called iron cavalry was like a forest, urging the entire cavalry to attack the high ground.

Zhao Jiu was looking down from a high place at the formation, feeling half relieved and half horrified.

Even generals such as Han Shizhong, Li Yanxian, and Wu Jie all had gloomy expressions.

At just one glance, they realized that although Emperor Zhao had fought with the Imperial Cavalry and successfully lured out the Jin army's last trump card, the Jin army's last elite troops that had been hidden for a whole day were by no means empty. The Song army must pay a bloody price to have a chance of winning this battle.

"Go ahead...go ahead!"

Qu Duan also noticed this scene, or he had to pay attention because his troops were the first to bear the brunt of the attack, but he did not hesitate at all and turned back to give orders. Not only that, after giving the order for the second time, he took the lead and led his personal guards and the Red Heart Cavalry to meet Heza Meng'an, a unit under Wanyan Poshu's command.

Not only Qu Duan, all the Song army cavalry knew that this battle was inevitable, and each unit, under the command of their own generals, went to meet the enemy head-on.

On the southern slope of the high ground, the two cavalry armies collided with a loud bang. At the same time, on the commanding heights to the west, flags and signals were waving continuously, and the sound of horns and drums finally reached a loud blast.

In the unwavering spring rain, the auxiliary soldiers nervously carried the chevaux de frise and quickly deployed themselves according to military orders. The infantry formed a large formation with their spears erected, like a forest of iron, and the light cavalry scattered across the battlefield also tried their best to gather together from all directions, trying to support the high ground.

The imperial guards beside Zhao Jiu rushed down quickly and formed a formation behind the laid out chevaux de frise.

"Gentlemen."

Minamoto Weiyi, who was wearing ill-fitting armor, did not notice that his voice was trembling when he spoke in Japanese. "We cannot retreat now. If we retreat even one step, we will be laughed at by people from several countries for hundreds of years... Commander Liu did not give us any mission, so we cannot retreat."

As he spoke, he drew his sword and drew a line on the mud between two chevaux de frises that were only two or three people wide apart. Then he stepped outside the line and turned to his dozens of pale-faced compatriots and said, "A few days ago, Master Dahui told me about the square inch of land. Now this place is the square inch of land of me, Minamoto Mutsu Shiro! If the Jin cavalry wants to cross here, I must die here and become a Buddha on the spot."

Dozens of Japanese warriors were stunned for a moment, and then they were all silent. They just followed one by one and each found a gap in the chevaux de frise and drew a line with their swords to create a square inch of space.

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