They have nothing left.

They no longer had the belief in revenge that had sustained them for so long, nor the last hope of defeating the dragon banner, and they even lost the capital to stand firm... Their army was now at the front and was probably the most difficult part to escape, and in this battle, someone would eventually be held responsible for the defeat.

It is one thing to say that the King of Wei was at that level, but Huo Nu and Po Shu took the lead in attacking, which resulted in the last large group of elite cavalry being divided by the Song cavalry. As a result, it was a fact that neither side achieved their strategic tasks, and there was no need to argue.

With this thought in mind, under the drizzle, Huo Nu reined in her horse and smiled at the dozens of riders still behind her:

"You go find General Poshu... He is Taizu's nephew. He can still survive if he goes back. In the future, he can retreat to the frontier, between the white mountains and black waters. Who knows, he can make a comeback and avenge my father... Don't waste your life here... Go quickly!"

Dozens of cavalry guards looked at each other, and no one moved for a while. However, as the Song army formation in front rolled forward, the elite Song soldiers around saw that it was the Jin army general who was attacking specifically, and more than a dozen cavalrymen leaned forward and went to the east to look for Wanyan Poshu.

Huo Nu originally wanted to throw away her helmet and commit suicide as soon as the people left, but when she saw that there were still a dozen riders behind her, she simply rode her horse to meet them, avoiding the Song army's formation and charging along the gaps in the chevaux de frise towards the visible but unreachable dragon flag.

Seeing this scene, a few of the dozen or so riders turned away, and at one moment only seven or eight followed.

Moreover, although the Song army was scattered in the chevaux de frise and not as tight as the surrounding formations, there were still enough heavily armored warriors to easily stop the dozen or so cavalrymen who could not run fast at all.

Only Huo Nu had been watching for a long time and had already seen a group of Song soldiers holding long swords but no blunt weapons occupying a corner of the barricade in front of the dragon banner. They seemed to be easy to deceive, so she took the lead at this time, relying on her excellent horsemanship and outstanding martial arts, dodging left and right, and actually avoided the heavily armored warriors swarming down all the way, and led several riders to rush in front of the group of foreign armored warriors wielding long swords. The two sides met, and these foreign armored warriors were indeed no match for Huo Nu and her guards. They could often be dealt with with a hammer, and the long swords were useless if they brushed against their bodies. The few who changed to hammers and axes were obviously not used to them... For a while, they were entangled by Huo Nu's guards, and then Huo Nu herself almost rushed to a position two or three hundred steps in front of the dragon banner alone.

At this time, there was only one foreign warrior with a long sword left between the living girl and the formation under the dragon banner that was obviously composed of the royal guards.

Seeing this, the formation in front of the dragon banner was as stable as a rock, without any movement. Even the surrounding Song army formations did not come to rescue, because no one thought that this single rider could break through thousands of imperial guards. Even Huo Nu herself only thought that if she could die in the formation of the Zhao Song imperial guards, so that the Zhao Song officials would see her die without turning back, then she would have no regrets.

Unexpectedly, just as the girl's blood was boiling, the man approached the soldier with a long sword on the opposite side. Instead of retreating, the other party shouted and swung his sword to meet him.

Seeing this, Huo Nu did not hesitate and swung her hammer at the opponent.

However, the horse and the girl collided head-on and lost their target. After galloping for about ten steps, the armored horse under her neighed again and then collapsed with a loud bang, throwing the girl directly onto a group of barricades nearby.

Although he was not pierced dramatically due to the protection of the armor, it was still enough to cause him unbearable pain, rendering him unable to move and at the mercy of others.

In a daze, the living woman who was trapped in the narrow gap between the two wooden spikes of the chevaux de frise opened her eyes with all her might, and saw a large mass of internal organs and blood sliding and rolling along the slope behind the warhorse. The horse intestines were dragged from the warhorse's abdomen for dozens of steps. At this moment, a bloody man stood up from the pile of internal organs and limped towards her.

The girl knew very well that this was a desperate move by the opponent. All she could say was that this guy was really lucky that he didn't get trampled to death by the warhorse while he slipped on the ground and cut the horse's belly.

Of course, now is not the time to think about the other person... Huo Nu tried hard to see her appearance clearly, but she was unable to turn around. She could only sigh in her heart. It would be fine if she died so easily, but she did not die before the dragon flag. She died in front of the Zhao Song official and countless famous generals of the Song State. It was inevitable that she felt a little aggrieved.

Of course, the grievance soon dissipated.

Yuan Weiyi, his body covered in blood, walked forward step by step. Under the solemn observation of the surrounding Song army, he first took the gold medal from the opponent's waist and put it in his mouth, then lifted the visor and stabbed the opponent in the face with the dagger at his waist. Then he hurriedly stepped on the opponent's body and raised the gold medal high in a direction.

Zhao Jiu, who had swung his sword and then rushed forward to the front of the barricade, stood with his hands behind his back, motionless. When he saw this scene from afar, he just pointed. With just one point, Yuan Weiyi felt relieved, and then he fell to the ground and burst into tears for no reason.

Moreover, because Pushan Beilu's body was not found for a while and Wanyan Balisu was only found with his flag broken, Wanyan Huonu was the third Wanhu killed in battle by the Song army after Ali and Tuhesu in this battle, and also the fifth Wanhu actually killed in battle.

It was already afternoon, and the rain had not stopped even half a quarter of an hour after the collapse of the Jin army.

On the other hand, Zhao Jiu had already drawn his sword and ordered the entire army to attack. Without mentioning anything from the commander-in-chief, all the generals led the troops forward. For some reason, he himself was no longer willing to move forward. At this time, he saw from a distance that a general of the Jin army was almost charging alone, but before he could get close, he fell off his horse and showed his gold medal. He knew that the woman was dead, and he became more and more lazy. He didn't want to say or move anymore. He just let Shao Chengzhang move the stool and the table, and watched the army pouring down to chase the fleeing enemy.

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