The surrounding Jin cavalry also tried hard to gather behind the five-colored sun-holding flag... New Jin cavalry kept arriving, and new Jin cavalry on the periphery and in the rear kept coming to a standstill because of the attacks from the surrounding Song army... but they finally managed to maintain a core, large-scale, high-spirited, energetic elite cavalry regiment.
At the same time, the two Heza Meng'an were on the two wings in front, constantly suppressing and driving away the Song army formations that tried to block them, to prevent a large-scale blockade.
Overall, although it was difficult, Balisu still used his prestige and command ability to mobilize a top-level elite cavalry formation of the Jin army, and headed towards the Song army's armored formation that was like a wall and a forest at the fastest possible speed.
Of course, the other party did not stop for a moment and came towards us.
The drizzle continued. Standing on the commanding heights of the battlefield, Zhao Jiu was watching the scene expressionlessly.
After seeing the Jin cavalry's formation break out, the official's face changed for a while, but soon, before the Song army's armored heavy infantry went into battle, and even after the charge, he returned to his expressionless sitting posture, and there was no sound. Now, he just leaned back to the northwest in the rain, facing the southeast, and then tilted his head slightly to watch the two so-called "last throws" approaching each other... He even refused the telescope offered by Liu Yan.
There is no other reason. At this moment, nothing is needed.
Anyone who saw both armies, or just one of them, would realize that this was the final battle.
From this morning till now, the outcome of the entire battle after a hard fight for most of the day; or, from the end of last autumn to the beginning of winter, the gains and losses of this Northern Expedition of 300,000 troops after more than four months; even the final national destiny of the two countries after ten years of war since the Jingkang Incident, will be determined by the outcome of the battle in the next hour.
In fact, apart from the shouts and rumbles on the surrounding battlefields, it was unusually quiet under the dragon banner. In the drizzle, not only Zhao Jiu remained silent, but also Han Shizhong, Li Yanxian and most of the close ministers and officers were silent. Even those who were there for consultation were obviously a little panicked, but they did not dare to make a sound. They just watched it all shivering in the rain.
Only Wu Jie calmly observed the situation, and from time to time he would whisper to a general gathered behind him, asking him to lead his troops to fill in and march to a certain place, or to find the remaining Red Heart Cavalry and directly assign military orders, telling a certain unit how to act.
On the gentle slope on the east side of the high ground, Balisu, who had become clear-headed since he saw the iron dragon of the Song army, knew of course that the Zhao Song officials could see him, Han Shizhong could see him, Li Yanxian and Wu Jie could see him, and everyone under the dragon flag could see him... but he didn't care.
And what was somewhat unexpected was that when he led this army, whose exact number could not be counted due to the chaos, and slowly moved towards the "Iron Dragon" of the Song Army, he could not help but compare the current situation with the charge at Loushi in front of Yaoshan Mountain that day.
At this moment, the cavalry formation behind him seemed to be almost the same as the formation beside Lou Shi that day in terms of strength and eliteness. Even the Heza Mengan who led the way had two of them.
The strength of the Song army in front of them seemed to be similar to that of the core troops at the foot of Yao Mountain that day, and there were also two large army formations in a stalemate on both sides.
But as he walked, Balisu always felt that there was something in front of him that seemed completely different from Yaoshan... At first he thought it was a formation problem, but there was nothing he could do about it. The battlefield was too crowded. Even if he wanted to set up a circular formation like Loushi's, the objective conditions did not allow it.
Moreover, although the high ground is high ground and the slope is a slope, this kind of high ground on the plain is still flatter and more open than the plateau like Yaoshan. There is no need for a circular formation and the conditions for charge are still good.
But if it’s not a formation problem, then what is it?
After thinking for a moment, Balisu, who was behind the mask, suddenly laughed to himself... What else could it be? It was nothing more than that the Song army was different now and the heavy infantry formation in front of them was too strong.
Even if they relied on the thickness of the cavalry formation to break through a section, it would not prevent the remaining Song army from forming a new formation or continuing to advance.
There is a natural gap in military strength.
With this thought, Balisu looked at the iron dragon of the Song army again, and his heart skipped a beat... because in just this short quarter of an hour's journey, the armor wall and axe forest of the Song army suddenly became thicker, like some living monster!
At first, Balisu thought he had made a mistake, but as he kept silent and quickly checked on horseback, he was shocked to find that the Song army's formation had really become thicker... Now there were already five rows in many places, and even six rows in some places!
However, when Balisu saw that the iron dragon of the Song army inevitably became bent due to the marching process, he felt relieved... This should be the superposition caused by the bending of the formation. No wonder the Song army used such a weak array. They should have foreseen this scenario and wanted to ensure that the battle line was covered as wide as possible.
But soon, after Balisu saw that the Song army's armored wall and axe forest in front of him came into contact with a local battle group that was still fighting, he could no longer deceive himself.
Because he saw with his own eyes that the Song army in that battle group was absorbed and merged into the iron dragon.
"Hold on, hold on!"
In the rain a few miles away, Yang Yizhong was sweating profusely and talking non-stop. He was usually serious, but he probably said more words today than he did in the previous month. He also screamed every word, but he was unaware of it. "Forward, forward! Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Get behind and follow us!"
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