The Song and Xia armies fought fiercely on the main battlefield, with heads rolling and blood flowing like rivers.
The iron hawks on both flanks of the Xia army overwhelmed the left and right flanks of the Song army, crushing countless soldiers into a bloody pulp.
As the Song army's offensive weakened and more and more soldiers died, the Song army's offensive was gradually weakened.
Wu Jie led the Song cavalry in a grand flanking maneuver, carving a deep trench through the vast Xia army!
More and more Song cavalry charged into the Xia army from the flank.
The collapse of Xia Jun began on the left wing, like a dam breaking in a great flood.
Standing on the command platform, Zhao Renzhong felt the earth tremble. He looked south in shock and saw the scene there, which made him shudder.
The other generals hurriedly said, "Your Highness, please go quickly, leave this place to us!"
Ren Duobaozhong said, "Our army has not yet been defeated. Your Highness cannot leave. Now the Song army's flanks have been broken by our attack, and the central army has suffered heavy losses. The victory is already decided, and Wu Jie is powerless to reverse the situation!"
Zhao Renzhong was truly terrified by Wu Jie's imposing manner; his legs began to tremble, and his face turned as pale as paper.
"Grand Tutor, you stay here to fight against Wu Jie. I will leave this credit to you. There is no need to thank me."
Ren Duobao was furious. Zhao Renzhong was the nominal commander of the right wing army. If he retreated, the morale of the army would be shaken, and Wu Jie could defeat the main force of the Xia army without lifting a finger.
Even if the Iron Falcons defeat the main force of the Song army, the outcome of the battle will be uncertain.
Ren Duobao said, "Your Highness cannot leave. If Your Highness leaves, the morale of the army will surely waver, which is exactly what Wu Jie wants!"
"I am not trying to escape. I am just feeling a little unwell. Grand Tutor, you stay here and kill Wu Jie. I will definitely speak well of you before the Emperor."
Rendo Yasutada stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Renzhong's wrist, angrily saying, "Your Highness, you cannot leave!"
Zhao Renzhong's confidant said, "Grand Tutor, what do you mean by this? The King's intentions are very good!"
"Your Highness, if you leave, our army will surely be defeated. If we are defeated, how will you explain to the Emperor when you return? The position of Crown Prince will no longer be yours!"
Zhao Renzhong was slightly taken aback. Although he felt unwilling, fear had long since driven away his ambition.
"With the Grand Tutor here, how dare that petty thief Wu Jie act so presumptuously! If the Grand Tutor continues, is it perhaps out of fear of the enemy?"
After saying that, Zhao Renzhong had already made his escape.
Rendo Bochu was trembling with rage and shouted, "I will not work with this brat!"
Zhao Renzhong was accompanied by his personal guards who retreated.
Before long, the other generals of the Xia army discovered that their commander was missing. If Ren Duobaozhong had not forcibly suppressed the situation, the Xia army would have immediately fallen into chaos. Even so, the morale of the army began to waver.
Anxiety spread through Xia Jun's army.
From the air, Xia Jun's left flank had been completely routed.
The Song army's iron cavalry continued their unstoppable charge towards the central army.
In ancient battlefields, without any communication equipment, the army charged straight ahead. If they were attacked from the side or rear, the entire army would have no chance to react.
At this point, one can only be at the mercy of others.
Therefore, in ancient warfare, the most basic tactic was to establish left and right flanks to protect the central army that was charging forward.
Huo Qubing was the best at using the cavalry flanking maneuver tactic in history.
His cavalry were like wolves on the grasslands, appearing and disappearing unpredictably, and the Xiongnu people had no idea where they were.
By the time they found out, Huo Qubing had already arrived.
Wu Jie was forced into a corner this night. If he did not launch a large-scale flanking maneuver and instead confronted the Xia army head-on, he would inevitably suffer heavy losses, and might even be completely annihilated.
The large-scale flanking maneuver and raid tactic places very high demands on cavalry, especially in such icy and snowy conditions.
If the Song army hadn't been prepared to fight to the death, many would have already lost their willpower in the biting cold wind.
Rendo Yasutada's confidant ran over and said, "Grand Tutor, the left wing has completely collapsed. We are now unable to mobilize the central army for an offensive. Please retreat immediately, Grand Tutor!"
Rendo Baozhong stomped his feet in anger; Wu Jie's offensive had exceeded his expectations.
"King Pu has ruined me! King Pu has ruined me! King Pu has ruined me!"
If Zhao Renzhong had listened to Ren Duobaozhong's advice and mobilized heavy troops to guard the left flank beforehand, Wu Jie would not have been able to attack so smoothly.
They could even set a trap to lure Wu Jie's cavalry in, then surround and kill them from all sides.
But it's no use talking about it now.
Zhao Renzhong's arrogance and complete ignorance of the battlefield actually helped the Song army at the most crucial moment.
Rendo HochÅ reluctantly retreated.
He had a hundred reasons to believe that Prince Zhao Renzhong of Pu was already thinking about how to shift the blame to him before the emperor.
These members of the imperial clan may not be good at much else, but they are masters at shifting blame.
The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the messenger spurred his horse onward toward Qinzhou City.
Before even reaching the gates of Qinzhou, they heard the messenger's voice: "Good news from the front!"
The soldiers guarding the city dared not stop him. The rider charged in, ignoring his hands which were numb with cold, and kept whipping his horse, shouting, "Great victory! Great victory! The Xia bandits' right flank has been utterly defeated!"
Despite the snow, the streets of Qinzhou City were filled with people preparing provisions for the upcoming battle.
When news of the great victory was heard, everyone's attention was drawn to it.
In an instant, the crowd was agitated!
Zhao Huan was studying a military map of the northwest in the room, with all his generals around him.
Wang Kuian rushed to the door and burst in, shouting, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, we've won! Commander Wu has won! A great victory! The Xia rebels' right wing army has completely collapsed!"
Zhao Huan raised his head, put down the candle in his hand, and appeared quite excited.
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