"This is just a rout. The fighting is fierce, but the Jurchens have many horses. If they escape, we won't be able to catch up!" Scholar Xiao Lin reminded tremblingly. "And Wanyan Huo Nu must be supporting us in the north!"

"I know." Zhao Jiu said blankly. "I know everything."

"But there is one unit that can be used to surround and kill them!" Scholar Xiao Lin continued to remind him tremblingly. "Tell General Han not to chase the fleeing cavalry, and ignore the troops on the plateau. Let him and Zhang Xian's cavalry go east, surround Wulong Mountain, Beiluo River, and Liangshan, and leave Wanyan Wushu, Han Chang, and that Chizhan behind! There are more than 10,000 cavalry!"

Zhao Jiu reacted suddenly and immediately looked at Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan came to his senses and immediately passed the order on his behalf!

An hour later, in the evening, the sun set, but the rain still did not fall... Most of the Jin army had already fled, Wanyan Wushu, Han Chang and their subordinates scattered eastward, but the Song cavalry had followed military orders early and continued to block the gaps between Wulong Mountain, Beiluo River and Liangshan to the east, preventing them from going north.

After Han Shizhong pursued and attacked Chizhan and confirmed that Wuzhu's Jin army was completely defeated, he handed over his own Beiwei army to Cheng Min to pursue and intercept, and chose to turn around and meet Emperor Zhao directly. The commanders, officers and cavalry of other armies also followed suit, and all the generals gathered under the dragon flag in front of the camp gate where corpses and wounded were scattered all over the ground.

At this time, Zhao Jiu still reined in his horse and stood under the dragon banner, motionless for a long time with no expression on his face.

Wu Jie, Qu Duan, Liu Xi, Liu Qi, Wang De, and Wang Yan all gathered together. Below these people, there were countless military officers and close ministers, but no one dared to step forward to confront them.

"Your Majesty!" Han Shizhong was a man of courage, and he was also the leader of the military commanders, so after a moment, he stepped forward carefully to ask. "The Jin army was defeated, and we have sent cavalry from various units to try to cut off Wuzhu's troops from fleeing north. The battlefield is also being cleaned up. Do you have any other military orders?"

Zhao Jiu came back to his senses, looked at the corpses scattered around him, listened to the wailing in the camp behind him, and stared at the generals in front of him in silence for a long time, but suddenly spoke in the afterglow of the setting sun: "Yes!"

All the generals including Han Shizhong were in an uproar and came out one after another to bow.

"Shoot it down for me!" Zhao Jiu's expression remained unchanged, and he did not look up, but just pointed to the sky.

Everyone looked in the direction of the situation and saw that the clouds in the sky were gradually becoming thicker, and a Saker Falcon, which might have lost its owner, was circling over the battlefield.

The next moment, Han Shizhong, Wu Jie, countless generals, and even the accompanying soldiers were startled for a moment, and then almost everyone bent their bows at the same time and shot arrows at the Saker Falcon.

The arrows were dense, and several of them were obviously shot by skilled archers. They pierced the Saker Falcon like a hedgehog and directly pulled it down from the air. The rest of the arrows fell to the ground like rain and thunder in a moment.

And just as these arrows fell to the ground, with the last ray of afterglow, thick clouds and muffled thunder rumbled overhead, and then bean-sized raindrops finally fell to the ground.

Zhao Jiu didn't even look at the Saker Falcon during the entire process, and now he reined in his horse and headed back into the camp.

PS: I’m dying.