Tai Shi Nu left in a hurry, and Wuzhu wanted to climb the watchtower to watch the battle, but he was discouraged and dared not go up to look. However, even if he stood in the camp, he could see the dragon flag and the two army lines on the slope from afar... In the end, he simply stood there in the drizzle waiting, feeling confused and frightened.
More than ten miles apart, at the same time, Balisu was also a little confused... But his confusion was not due to psychological reasons. In fact, from the time he hastily went into battle today to the time he was hurriedly caught up in the current scene where the entire army was tied up, this Jurchen marshal had no psychological cognitive problems. He could even be said to be the one who had the clearest understanding of the situation among all the Jin army.
Not to mention it before, just talking about today's battle, he was just two moves behind.
One was a mistake in his understanding and arrangement of the battle. He misunderstood the true meaning of the last throw, and the last throw he arranged was obviously crushed by the Song army's last throw. The other was a tactical problem. A charge was inevitable. If left unchecked, the iron dragon would only become stronger and stronger until it could not be suppressed. However, after trying hard, he still could not break through... In a word, he did not create a miracle.
Back to the present, let's be straightforward. The reason why Balisu felt confused was because he was injured. Although he looked fine from the outside, in fact, in a close combat shortly after the battle began, his helmet was hit by the axe handle of a Song army axeman, and then a warm liquid oozed out from his forehead, and now it was dripping all over half of his face behind the mask.
The slow and continuous blood loss gradually made Balisu a little dazed and even shaky, but he didn't dare to say anything.
In a trance, another wave of Song army arrived at the core, and this time most of them were cavalry. The leading general was obviously too powerful. He wielded a large iron spear and was almost unstoppable. He easily killed to Balisu... The Jurchen guards around him were almost frightened to death.
However, surprisingly, the Song cavalry general ignored Balisu and went straight past the Jin army marshal to the rear. Several personal guards in the distance desperately rushed back to try to rescue their own marshal.
Balisu himself also tried to escape out of his survival instinct, but at this moment, the Jin marshal suddenly heard a cry behind him. He turned around and saw his flag-bearer fall off his horse, and the five-colored sun flag also fell into the mud.
As if possessed by some mysterious force, instead of taking the opportunity to escape, Balisu turned his horse's head towards the fallen flag, trying to pick up and protect it. However, as soon as he bent down, he felt a sharp pain from his back spine, and then fell directly to the ground, right on top of the flag.
Yang Zaixing cried out in his heart that it was bad luck, but he just felt that it was not a good idea to pick up the flag as a trophy. He did not even notice that the knight who came to rescue the flag had a gold medal tied around his waist... However, perhaps because he felt that there was a commander named Niu behind him who could testify for him that it was he who pulled down the flag, Yang Zaixing soon stopped caring about it again.
Next, just like when Lou Shi and Ali were killed in battle before, the Jin army did not collapse immediately. Instead, it fell into some kind of intense emotion, especially the Jin cavalry around the flags. They moved violently, and almost everyone came to rescue their own marshal who had fallen from his horse. Yang Zaixing became the target of public criticism.
But just as everything turned out to be the same in the end, when the Song army held out for the final madness, starting from the place where the commander's flag fell, the tens of thousands of households led by Balisu finally began to gradually disintegrate and collapse, and then completely dispersed from the gaps on all sides.
At this moment, on the eastern battlefield, the Jin army still had three thousand households, among which Elubu was even a fresh force that had not lost its main force. However, as the armored wall and axe forest were quickly reorganized, and then a more urgent marching speed was accelerated to sweep through, everyone knew that this increasingly exaggerated iron dragon was completely unstoppable.
As for the Jin Marshal Balisu, no one knows when and how he died... Even the Jin soldiers who witnessed Yang Zaixing knocking him to the ground didn't know whether their marshal died on the spot or was later trampled by horses' hooves, or was stabbed by the following Song soldiers when the Song army's line swept through this area.
The only thing that is certain is that Balisu's gold medal and the flag became the spoils of the Song army after the war, and Balisu should have indeed died in this battle, only living one year less than in another time and space.
What's more, he finally became a marshal, and was destined to be recorded in history and be written about by many people... In the position of marshal of the Jin Dynasty, his old boss Nianhan might not be as famous as him in the future.
"You bastard!"
Niu Gao's troops had already begun to be absorbed and integrated by the iron wall, and Niu Gao himself was ready to move to the back of the formation to supervise the advance, but seeing that the tall knight had fallen into a state of random killing, he couldn't help but shouting. "Why are you still staying here? If you want to make more achievements, you should go to the south of the dragon flag and kill those iron pagodas. If you succeed, you may be able to become a duke!"
Yang Zaixing was so delighted that he actually nodded to Niu Gao on his horse, then hurried away, leaving General Niu dumbfounded.
"King Wei, this depends on whether the matter is urgent or not."
Inside the Jin army camp, Hong Ya looked at the battlefield just a few feet away. His eyes swept across the dragon banner and his heart began to beat wildly.
"How to deal with the urgent situation, and how to deal with the slow situation?" Wuzhu opened his eyes wide, trying to stay calm, because in the gap when Tai Shi Nu went to call for help, he had learned that Balisu's entire army encountered a large formation of more than 20,000 long-axe heavy infantry of the Song army, and knew the cruel reality that Balisu's troops were trapped in the large formation of the Song army.
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