"It's the Beiwei Army!"

A few simple factors, plus the bowl of soup, made the leading Khitan Meng'an Yelu Yizhen almost blurt out, "The front is the Chui Pian army! Han Shizhong is really here!"

"Let the war begin!"

Cheng Min did not hesitate, he immediately stood up, drew his sword and pointed the finger, saying concisely. "Forward! Kill!"

The surrounding officers immediately waved their flags to convey the military order. The 3,000 Beiwei troops, who were fighting on foot, saw that the order had been given and formed a neat formation. They fought hard and rushed forward to attack the Jin army that was attacking from the flank.

"Master slave, go back!"

At the critical moment, amid the shouts of the Song army, the Jin army's Meng'an Yelu Yizhen who arrived first did not have time to sigh, and turned back to give orders to the Taishi Nu beside him. "Tell the two Meng'an men behind not to come and die, and quickly retreat back the same way, and tell Wan Hu that Han Shizhong is really here! The Beiwei Army and the Cuipian Army are all here, and they can't steal in the river!"

After saying this, without waiting for Tai Shi Nu to react, he shouted with all his might, then drew his sword and rushed towards the top elite troops of the Song army whose number was several times greater than his own.

Tai Shi Nu was obviously stunned for a moment, and instinctively wanted to chase after them, but when he looked back and looked around, he saw that there were only a few hundred people who had arrived earlier, but their formation was scattered, and they had worked hard to cross ravines and hills to get here. Only a small half of them followed their Meng An to charge forward, while most of them were terrified and hesitated to move forward, but finally stomped their feet, turned around and went back into the ravine.

Using superior numbers to defeat the weak, and taking advantage of the situation to tire the enemy out, plus the psychological deterrence prepared in advance, Han Shizhong didn't even glance at the battle on the flank. He just held the bowl of mutton soup that had long been empty and pretended to drink it non-stop... No one knew what he was drinking... Anyway, it was enough to give confidence to everyone who saw this scene.

Just as shouts of killing suddenly rang out from the south of the camp, the Jin army finally launched another fierce attack on the front line to the east.

Thousands of Jin troops, under the command of their respective officers, moved back and forth continuously, wearing heavy armor and charging forward in waves.

The already dilapidated stone fortress was completely pushed down, and the gully was filled up. The thick Jurchen heavy arrows were fired continuously, intersecting with the crossbow arrows of the Song army in the air.

In just a moment, a small group of Jin army cavalry warriors approached the fence and began to fight the Song army at a closer distance using heavy arrows from horseback.

This group of heavily armored archers and crossbowmen of the Song army that had suddenly arrived began to suffer proportional casualties.

"Wait a moment."

Standing on a hastily built small platform behind the fence, Jie Yuan looked back at Han Shizhong who was sitting there drinking air, then looked at Cheng Min's troops who had just turned back from the south, and turned around to give an order. "Wait a little longer to put on the armor!"

"Wait a little longer..."

A few hundred steps away, Wanyan Salihe withdrew his gaze from the front line and looked down at the Taishi slave who had hurried back to give him advice. "Wait a little longer... maybe Yelu Yizhen was wrong... the frontal offensive was clearly going well!"

The Taishi Nu raised his head, his face showing grief and indignation: "Wan Hu doesn't trust us because we are Khitans?"

"How could Han Shizhong be here?" Salihe felt bad and hurried to explain, but he didn't know who he was explaining to. "Even if he noticed us passing behind the governor and came here immediately, he would have to take a detour from Hezhong Prefecture... How could he have arrived before us? Again, did he fly here?!"

Tai Shi Nu was so angry and anxious that he stood up and stood there, but he couldn't know that Li Yanxian was familiar with the terrain of Hedong and had anticipated the enemy's situation, so that Han Shizhong set out two days in advance and arrived first... So, after thinking about it, he didn't know how to convince the other party and could only grit his teeth. The surrounding Jin army officers were helpless and anxious, but they all looked forward to the main battlefield, and some even rode their horses forward to observe.

However, the results of the observation were just as Salihe said. Although there were constant casualties in the front, the offensive was indeed going smoothly. More and more waves of Jin army attacks had directly reached the most important fence.

The fence was also shaky and seemed like it might be crushed at any time, and then the cavalry could follow and massacre the Song army on the road.

"Han Shizhong did it on purpose!"

The master's slave also gritted his teeth and looked at the smoke and dust on the front line for a while, but he seemed to suddenly think of something, and gave up worrying about the time issue, and ran over to hug the neck of Salihe's horse. "Wan Hu, Han Shizhong is imitating the fourth prince's battle on Huaishang that day!"

"What?" Sali was confused.

"We have to rush over and pave the road to allow the cavalry to pass!" Tai Shi Nu explained hastily under his horse. "So Han Shizhong is sitting there waiting for us to suffer casualties while he paves the road, so that his Beiwei army can counterattack! Then he will meet us on a narrow road and drive us back!"

"If you wanted to charge the Beiwei Army head-on, why did you waste so much energy hastily building a fort?" Salihe was also a little furious, and directly poked the opponent's helmet with his horse whip. "Tai Shi Nu, you are a criminal who followed Yelu Yudu to escape to Xixia and then escaped back. If Yelu Yizhen hadn't recommended you out of old friendship, and Yelu Ma Wu was a soft-hearted person, how could he have allowed you to continue to hang around in the army... What nonsense are you talking about?!"

The master's slave became more anxious after hearing this, but he let go of the horse's neck, turned around several times, and then suddenly realized:

"Wan Hu, the Song army must be divided into two groups. One is the chaotic army that is blocking the enemy and setting up a fort here. The other group is Han Shizhong leading the Beiwei and Cuipian armies to come to support them in a hurry. However, they are exhausted, so they simply use the strategy of confusing the enemy and let us help them to level the fort while they rest and eat in the rear... pretend to be calm!"

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