But then the Beiwei Army flanked them from both sides and cut in with unstoppable force.
In an instant, countless people were knocked over.
The Iron Pagoda was indeed formidable, but the Beiwei Army was also the elite of the elite among the Northwest Iron Cavalry.
His entire body was covered in the finest armor, providing extremely strong defense. His horse-slaying sword was incredibly sharp, capable of cutting through iron like mud!
Yue Yun led his personal guards, charging forward and cutting through the enemy ranks. Sharp blades flashed through the cavalry, reflecting countless cold glints.
Yue Yun himself wielded a pair of iron hammers. He was extremely strong, and one blow from his hammer could knock a person off their warhorse.
The man and his warhorse were instantly pulled apart by the powerful force and died on the spot.
Yue Yunqing shouted, and with his other hand, he swung the iron hammer out again, smashing the head of the Jin cavalryman on the left with a clang.
Blood gushed out of the helmet like it was free, and his head was crushed and mangled.
As soon as the Song army rushed in, they were like a steel legion, clashing head-on with the Iron Pagoda and engaging in hand-to-hand combat.
The two strongest cavalry forces have met.
Like father, like son. Yue Yun received strict training from Yue Fei from a young age, and his martial arts skills were simply off the charts.
No one could stop his charge.
He swung both hammers simultaneously, his figure fierce and imposing, blood splattering all around him, staining his armor crimson.
Under the moonlight, there is a god of death reaping lives.
Half an hour passed, and the battle became increasingly fierce, with people constantly falling from their horses and being trampled into mincemeat by the galloping horses.
More people died under the blows of battle axes and hammers.
Human life is worth less than the grass on the roadside.
Zhang Cai, Wang Gui, and the others were getting anxious, after all, Yue Yun was only eighteen years old and was facing the elite troops of the Jin army.
I could hear the fierce fighting in the distance; it was incredibly brutal. I had no idea how the battle was going.
Meanwhile, Wanyan Zongbi inside the city was also concerned about the Iron Pagoda's charge outside the city.
That was one of his trump cards, the elite of the elite forces that helped him establish himself in the Jin Kingdom.
After annihilating the Song army in this battle, he planned to march eastward and directly threaten the rear of Zhong Shidao's army.
Before long, all the chariots in the city were ready.
Once the Iron Pagoda cavalry defeats the Song army, the cavalry can take the opportunity to leave the city and launch a long-range encirclement.
In Wanyan Zongbi's view, the outcome of this battle was already very clear.
It's only a matter of time before Yue Fei is executed.
Meanwhile, Zhang Cai, Wang Gui, and the others were getting restless, because Yue Yun had been gone for more than half an hour, the ferocity of the war was still uncertain, and the scouts could not confirm the situation at the front.
All the generals were extremely anxious, but the commander-in-chief Yue Fei remained unmoved.
At this time, the battle between the Beiwei Army and the Iron Pagoda Army was exceptionally fierce.
Countless people died tragically, trampled into mincemeat.
The air was filled with shouts of battle, and longswords and hammers clashed violently, scraping against armor with a hissing sound.
Yue Yun personally led the charge, and the Song army fought with increasing ferocity.
The tactic of using the middle infantry to stab the horses' legs became increasingly effective. At first, only a few Ironclad Cavalrymen fell to the ground, but as their numbers increased, more and more fell.
Soon, a large-scale collapse occurred in the middle.
Countless warhorses crashed forward, tumbling and sliding on the ground. The Jin soldiers, connected to their horses, were pulled by a tremendous force the instant the horses fell, instantly feeling a sense of suffocation.
He then fell down along with his warhorse, half of his body slamming hard into the ground, deforming his armor and killing him instantly, with almost half of his bones broken.
Immediately, the two warhorses connected to it and the people on them also fell off, rushing forward and dragging the man who had been crushed to death forward for a distance.
The Ironclad Cavalry behind wanted to stop, but because the three warhorses were linked together, it was very cumbersome to move and could only crash into them. The people on them were smashed to the ground, squeezed and twisted, and their blood was like red chili sauce.
As more and more of the Ironclad Cavalry units in front of us fell, the entire battle reached a critical point.
Next, the collapse of the Ironclad Pagoda was unstoppable.
Countless flesh and blood bodies were crushed into mincemeat under the pressure of steel.
Yue Yun and his men had already fought their way out in one round of battle. Everyone was covered in blood, as if they had jumped into a river of blood and crawled out, completely turning into blood-soaked figures.
The Song army also suffered heavy casualties, with more than 5,000 infantrymen killed or wounded in an effort to withstand the frontal assault of the Iron Pagoda.
The cavalry plowed through one side from both sides, resulting in over three thousand casualties.
But the Song army fought with increasing ferocity, and Yue Yun turned his horse around and charged back.
They repeated this process three times, cutting through the enemy ranks and terrifying the Jin army.
The collapse at the front had already shaken the morale of the Ironclad Cavalry, and now a ruthless individual was launching continuous attacks from both sides.
The Ironclad Cavalry had completely collapsed. Their once orderly charging formation had become chaotic, with some dying and others fleeing.
This heavy cavalry was powerful, but it also had a fatal weakness: it was extremely cumbersome. Once it collapsed, it would be a large-scale collapse that was irreversible.
In official history, the collapse of the Iron Pagoda was indeed as described.
Another hour passed before the scout rushed back with the report.
"Report! Commander Yue, a great victory!"
Upon hearing this news, the generals were all slightly taken aback, and then looked at each other in bewilderment.
That's it?
The sound of victory drums brought the generals back to reality.
They couldn't help but think to themselves, "Like father, like son!"
Just as everyone was getting excited, Yue Yun returned with his men. In the firelight, his entire suit of armor was stained red with blood.
He removed the bronze mask, which was also stained with blood, and dismounted: "This humble general pays his respects to Commander Yue!"
Large patches of blood had congealed and turned dark red.
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