"Yes." Jie Yuan answered calmly behind the bronze mask.
"That's right." Just after Han Shizhong reined in his horse and took two steps, he suddenly turned back and reminded him. "The Mongolian light cavalry will cross the river, but I don't trust them... Let them go to the southernmost part, and let Li Shifu's Tangut light cavalry provide backup for me!"
"Don't worry, fifth brother." Jie Yuan remained calm.
A moment later, the Beiwei Army of the Imperial Camp, which had just crossed the river and had not yet fully assembled, launched a surprise attack directly along the river. Their target was the right-wing Crooked Horse Army that Tuhesu had extended excessively in order to control the front line.
As the saying goes, people on the bridge are looking at the scenery, but they don't know that they are also the scenery of others. While Han Shizhong was staring at Tuhesu's formation and quickly established tactics, Tuhesu of course also noticed the big flag.
Moreover, he was a little panicked from the very first moment.
There was no other reason. Be it superstition or military achievements, no one could ignore the banner that said "unparalleled in the world", and no one could ignore Han Shizhong's Imperial Camp Left Army and his Beiwei Army... After the defeat at Qiaoshan, Tuhesu no longer felt that he was stronger than anyone else... But the question was, what else could he do except this?
It was raining, his flank was exposed, and facing Hu Yantong's troops whose numbers were far smaller than his own, what reason was there for him not to deploy his formation just in case?
However, Han Shizhong came so quickly and acted so decisively, what could he do? Should he close the flanks at this time? Leave a gap for Han Shizhong to pass directly?
After all, it was only when the battle broke out that Tuhesu realized that from Wang De to Huyan Tong, and then to Han Shizhong's entire army... In this battle, the Song army was so aggressive and it seemed as if they were determined to win!
"Wan Hu." Just as Han Shizhong's banner began to slowly speed up, the Han army soldier Meng An came over panting. "What should we do?"
"The Song army crossed the river too quickly. We can no longer expect to advance. I will go to the junction of cavalry and infantry on the right, and you go to the junction of cavalry and infantry on the left." Tu Hesu came to his senses and tried to remain calm. "Everyone should do their job. It is best to keep the position..."
"Will this be able to stop the King of Han from breaking through our right wing cavalry?" Meng'an of the Han army was still completely uneasy.
"The right wing was originally there to clean up the mess for that bastard Pushan Beilu..." Tuhesu felt his feet itching badly. "He will stop Han Shizhong from behind, and we will defend our position and not retreat, which will be worthy of everyone!"
The Han army's Meng'an said nothing at this, and hurried to the junction of the cavalry and infantry on the left wing.
A moment later, Tuhesu had just arrived at the junction of cavalry and infantry on the right wing when he saw the big banner leading thousands of bronze-faced cavalry charging directly from his right side, almost near the river.
Compared with the small group of Crooked Horses on one wing, this cavalry is obviously more numerous, has more complete armor, higher morale, and stronger combat power.
When the two armies met, Tu Hesu almost forced himself to look at the battle area along the river.
But there was no doubt that the big banner was as sharp as a knife as always, tearing through the crowd in front of it and breaking through directly... All I can say is that as an enemy, you should never doubt Han Shizhong.
Of course, this feeling of evasion immediately disappeared, because another subordinate unit of the left army of the Imperial Camp immediately rushed up, almost following the Beiwei Army to the gap on his right wing. Huyan Tong also turned here like some lingering ghost, following the deflection of his general flag.
This made Tuhesu realize that it was time for everyone to do their own job.
However, leaving aside the fact that Han Shizhong successfully crossed the river and launched an all-out attack thanks to Wang De's remote cover, let's just say that at the stone bridge, Wang De was already caught in a completely bitter battle.
There was no other way. Wang De led only 4,000 soldiers to cross the river. Although he had taken the lead at the beginning, once his troops crossed the river as a whole and lost their support, they naturally became weak. At the same time, the Jin army in front of them could get continuous support.
Even without those supports, the Ali tribe itself had more than 8,000 cavalry and infantry, twice as many as Wang De's tribe.
Through the slightly denser drizzle, from afar, although Wang De's flags were still flying back and forth, they were obviously much slower and sluggish. The initial indomitable momentum of his troops was gradually difficult to show due to the suppression of military strength.
"Wang Zihua (Wang De's name) is a great general of the country. We must not lose him lightly." In front of the main camp of Huolu City, next to the dragon flag, on a man-made "observation platform" hastily built with sundries, wood, and mud, Lu Yihao, who was supported by someone, turned his head and spoke to Emperor Zhao who was sitting behind him, ignoring the fact that it was he who sternly declared in the military meeting in the morning that no one should expect reinforcements, and any unit could be annihilated. "If possible, the emperor should try to save them."
On the narrow and messy artificial observation deck, there was a solitary table. On the table was the pot of Lanqiao Fengyue and the solitary cup. There was still half a cup of water left in the cup, but it was unclear whether it was rainwater or wine. Zhao Jiu, who had already put on armor, was sitting cross-legged behind the table. He frowned slightly when he heard this.
Of course, he also wanted to save Wang De to prevent damage to morale, but the problem was, what could he use to save him?
It is impossible to send troops in advance before the 60,000 troops upstream have crossed the river and launched an attack. This will directly disrupt the advance plan of the main force in front, and the strict demands made during the previous military meeting will become a joke.
But if the war was allowed to continue like this, perhaps Wang De's subordinates could wait for the scheduled large-scale advance as originally planned... After all, on a battlefield full of heavy armor, it would be difficult to have large-scale casualties as long as there was no collapse and chaos... And it was enough to rely on the initial advance in exchange for the enemy's casualties. But in this way, Wang De and his two sons would be in great danger, because it was obvious from the movement trajectory of the general's flag that they had been rushing back and forth at the forefront.
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