Ma Zongliang mounted his horse and personally led 20,000 reserve troops to attack the riverbank.
This was the last elite force of Fengchao, their armor gleaming and their swords and spears shining.
......
High slope on the south bank.
Zhao Muyun saw Ma Zongliang personally leading the attack through the binoculars, and a smile appeared on her lips.
"Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer." He put down his binoculars. "Send the order to Xiao Cheyun, it's time to close the net."
"yes!"
The guards lit three red signal arrows.
The arrow whistled as it soared into the sky, exploding into three red fireworks.
This is the signal for a general offensive.
On the western plain, Murong Chunhua, who was pursuing the fleeing soldiers, saw the signal and immediately reined in his horse: "Send the order! All battalions, move closer to me! Target—the flank of Ma Zongliang's reserve force!"
The cavalry quickly assembled, like a sharp dagger piercing the center of the battlefield.
Downstream, Xiao Cheyun saw the signal and changed tactics: "Brothers, let's stop playing with them! Wedge formation, break through the enemy's center!"
The 10,000 cavalrymen stopped harassing the enemy and instead formed a huge wedge formation, crashing into Zhang Yu's Imperial Guard formation.
On the Yi River, Wu Shangzhi saw the signal and his spirits soared: "The General has ordered a general offensive! Brothers, charge out!"
Thirty thousand Yin soldiers erupted in a thunderous roar and pressed forward across the entire front.
Xi Sheng's Mo Dao battalion was also transferred to reinforce the central army's attack power.
At this moment, Ma Zongliang's 20,000-strong reserve force had just reached the riverbank when they encountered Guo Luo's heavy cavalry in a frontal assault.
"Heavy cavalry! The Yin army's heavy cavalry are charging in!"
Ma Zongliang's expression changed drastically.
He hadn't expected that the Yin Army's heavy cavalry would break through the front ranks so quickly.
"Change formation! Circular formation for defense!" Ma Zongliang ordered urgently.
But the cavalry was too fast, and before the order could be relayed throughout the army, Guo Luo's thousand heavy cavalry had already reached the front lines.
"Break the formation!" Guo Luo raised his spear high.
The cavalry surged into the Fengtian army's ranks like a tidal wave.
Do not get entangled, do not linger in battle, only seek to penetrate the enemy's formation and disrupt their formation.
In less than fifteen minutes, Ma Zongliang's 20,000-strong reserve force was torn in two.
At this moment, Wu Shangzhi's 30,000 infantrymen also pressed forward in full force, engaging in fierce fighting with the central army of the Fengtian Army.
The battlefield was in complete chaos.
There was fighting and bloodshed everywhere.
Banners fell, warhorses neighed, and the shouts, screams, and curses of the soldiers mingled together.
Under the protection of his personal guards, Ma Zongliang charged left and right, attempting to reorganize the formation.
But he discovered to his despair that the 200,000-strong army was completely out of control.
The fleeing troops on the left flank charged the central army, while the right flank was bogged down by cavalry. The central army, caught in a pincer attack by the Yin army's infantry and heavy cavalry, suffered a steady retreat...
“The tide has turned…” Ma Zongliang sighed to the heavens.
He looked towards the high slope on the south bank, where Zhao Muyun's figure appeared both distant and clear in the sunlight.
It turns out he lost from the very beginning.
The defeat wasn't due to insufficient troops or equipment, but rather...
That person has a brilliant mind that can calculate anything.
"General, let's go!" The personal guard pulled on his horse's reins. "As long as we're alive..."
Ma Zongliang laughed bitterly: "Leave? Where to go? The capital is about to fall, and there is nowhere left for me in this vast world."
He drew his imperial sword, pointing it forward: "Gentlemen, follow me... in this final battle!"
The remaining 20,000 reserve troops mustered their last courage and charged towards the Yin army.
At noon, the sun rose to its zenith.
On the banks of the Yi River, corpses lay strewn across the fields, and blood flowed like a river.
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