Chapter 413 Repeated
Before noon, the rain started to fall heavily again.
As the predetermined strategic status was achieved, the main force of the Song army of 40,000 people in front of the high ground-stone bridge did not hesitate any longer, and immediately crossed the river in a large number under the supervision of Li Yanxian, the commander-in-chief of the imperial camp's central army, according to the division of more than ten command departments.
At the same time, the Jin army on the high ground did not hesitate. According to the predetermined plan, four Wanhu gathered on the high ground under the command of Wanyan Bendu, the commander-in-chief of the Longde Prefecture of the Jin Dynasty. Then, they pressed down towards the Taiping River in front of them in a huge military formation that covered the entire high ground, in order to achieve the predetermined tactical goal of "killing as many Song troops crossing the river as possible."
However, just when the huge troops of both sides were about to start their movement, Wang De, the left deputy commander of the imperial army, who had crossed the river earlier, seized the opportunity and successfully killed the veteran Jin general Ali in battle. This directly led to the Ali tribe, which was originally only one withdrawal order away from returning to the highlands, falling into command chaos. In addition, another Wanhu Pushan Beilu was very upset after losing his son, and he went against the tactical arrangements and the actual situation and forced a counterattack, which also caused his troops to appear strong on the outside but waver on the inside.
Therefore, as the Song army crossed the river in full force, an encirclement trend was gradually formed. The Ali and Pushan Beilu tribes were immediately defeated, and the Jin army's riverside line collapsed directly.
Of course, this did not prevent Wanyan Bendu on the high ground from following the original military strategy and marching down to fight against the oncoming Song army's heavy infantry group... It's just that their primary task changed from "killing as many Song troops crossing the river as possible" to "receiving and gathering the defeated soldiers as much as possible" and "maintaining the front line and protecting the high ground."
However, just a quarter of an hour later, all the senior officers on the battlefield realized that the so-called tactical mission was a joke.
So was the Jin army, and so was the Song army.
It should be noted that with the collapse of the Jin army's battle line along the river, between the two heavy military groups, more than 10,000 Song army's Dangxiang light cavalry who tried to stop and annihilate the enemy immediately mixed with the same number of Jin army's defeated soldiers, forming a long strip of complex melee. This long strip went westward and directly connected to the western battlefield where the battle had been going on for a morning and was gradually becoming intertwined.
At this moment, when the two heavily-armored groups of Li Yanxian and Wanyan Bendu collided fiercely in front of the high ground, instead of the imagined devastation and life-and-death battle, all the order and structure on the battlefield became invalid instantly.
The frontline troops of both sides were immediately drawn into the chaos zone in the middle, and the organization of the frontline troops was also broken up to a certain extent, and the command systems of both sides were semi-paralyzed. However, the military formations of both sides were so large that they created a kind of inertia both physically and in the command system, causing the follow-up troops of both sides to continuously press into the chaos zone in the middle, which then continued to expand.
Not only that, once this melee reached a certain scale, it quickly spread westward, constantly pulling in the Western Front battlefield, which had been maintaining order.
To be fair, this situation had been anticipated.
Before the war, senior officers on both sides had already realized that no one had fought this kind of war before, no one had ever deployed so many combat troops in a single day to a local battlefield of dozens of miles in radius, and no one had this combat experience... Command failure and fighting alone were things that both sides had publicly emphasized before the war.
However, no one expected this scene to come so soon, and no one expected this chaos to be so huge and out of control.
Li Yanxian and Wanyan Bendu, the front-line commanders, were almost at a loss together. Then they quickly realized that the outcome of this battle would be out of their control to a considerable extent, and would be decided by the commanding officers and Meng'an, or even further, by the commanders, battalion commanders, captains, as well as Mouke and Puliyan.
The two sides really have to use a fragmented, uncommanded, but most likely most effective way to determine the outcome of the main battlefield. After all, in this case, only the side that wins more small-scale battles will form an irreversible front-line suppression and achieve the predetermined tactical goal.
After realizing this, a complex emotion arose in Li Yanxian and Wanyan Bendu at the same time... It was an emotion mixed with relief and liberation, as well as some regret and uneasiness, and even a vague sense of panic and fear.
The only difference is that the internal proportions of these emotions are slightly different between the two people.
The rain became increasingly heavy and the noise on the battlefield increased dramatically, which in turn made the command system and scout feedback further ineffective.
"marshal."
Amid the noise of the battlefield, Wanyan Wushu, his face covered in water, finally climbed down from the watchtower, and then he seemed to want to say something but stopped himself when he looked at Balisu, who was sitting cross-legged in the mud below the watchtower.
It was obvious that Wuzhu had learned about the battle situation at the front from the generals at the front line. He wanted to do something, but he knew very well that he could do nothing.
By the same token, Bali looked up at the other person but did not respond... Some things don't need to be said in public.
However, this does not mean that the Jin marshal had nothing to do. He looked up at the sky and observed the rain for a while. Then he took out a dagger from his waist and started digging the mud on the ground where the rain was still falling.
Wushu understood almost instantly and couldn't help but take two steps forward to see: "How is it?"
"Two inches of mud, three inches of wetness, and then there's dry soil underneath." Bali quickly put away his dagger, turned his head and answered calmly. "And if the rain is the same as it was this morning, then by the evening, I'm afraid there will be four or five inches of wetness. There's a lot of water on the grass, so it may be deeper, but as long as it doesn't become a quagmire, it won't collapse easily... However, based on the current situation, there should have been a lot of water and mud."
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