At the same time, the rush and chaotic fighting in the rain caused serious command confusion, making the attacking troops completely unaware of the battle situation ahead and they just kept throwing troops into the battle.
So, in the summer rain, on the banks of the Ji River, beside the bridge, the sounds of iron clashing, wailing and crying, shouting and killing, as well as the sounds of wind, clouds, thunder and lightning that took the initiative no matter what, created a mixed, teeth-grinding sound of battle sonata.
Combined with the bloody smell that could not be covered by the rain, the Song army camp guarding Beixinqiao instantly turned into a meat grinder.
The rain poured down for the entire afternoon. Amidst the thunder and lightning, corpses piled up and began to gradually block traffic. In the end, it became the main factor in reducing the intensity of the fighting.
As evening approached, the sky gradually darkened. The attacking troops finally had to give up the fight due to the lack of visibility, and the imperial guards could only light torches in the camp and shout, hoping that their injured comrades would take the initiative to call for help...but that was all. In the pitch-black rainy night, coupled with the intense fatigue, cleaning the battlefield undoubtedly became a luxury. After a period of chaos, it was unknown how many people were rescued.
However, it was also because of this that the next morning, the rain continued to fall, and as soon as the sun appeared through the clouds, the Song army, having gained a little mobility, immediately took action and began to quickly clean up the battlefield.
Yang Yizhong, who had not taken off his armor all night, returned early to the camp where the fiercest fighting took place yesterday to conduct an inspection.
However, in the dim light of early morning, he was shocked to find that in the camp where rain was pouring, water gathered under the pile of corpses, forming a gurgling waterway, and then flowed towards the Ji River, but there was not much blood in it.
It’s not that there is no blood.
In fact, almost every time the imperial guards who were roughly cleaning the battlefield and trying to find their own dead and wounded soldiers turned over a corpse, obvious blood stains would merge into the rainwater on the ground, but they were soon diluted and muddied by more water, and then disappeared.
In other words, if the corpses were not still piled up in the camp, if the wounded were not still wailing, if the ruined camp and messy weapons were not right in front of them, the heavy rain that had not stopped that night would have completely covered up all traces of the fierce battle of yesterday.
Human power is nothing compared to nature.
Just as Yang Yizhong was staring at the water under his feet in a daze, suddenly, an extremely horrifying scream sounded from not far away, which stunned the imperial guards who were roughly cleaning the battlefield around them, but soon, these people returned to normal.
As for Yang Yizhong, who had not taken off his armor all night, he stood still with his sword in his hand, like a sculpture, ignoring everything and just staring at the water under his feet in a daze.
"control……"
In the slightly less rain, Zhai Biao, holding a notched broadsword, flashed out from where he was howling before. He came closer, but his face was ferocious. "After asking clearly, although there are many Jin people's clothes mixed in, they are not Jin people, nor are they from Jinan Prefecture, nor are they from Kong Yanzhou of Yanzhou. They are from Li Cheng of Qingzhou, with a total number of no less than 20,000! And they did not come along the Ji River, but after the war, they followed Du Yan, the leader of Mizhou under Li Cheng, directly to Liaocheng, Hebei, and changed the Jin people's flag there, and found some old Jin people's clothes and armor in Daming Prefecture, and then suddenly crossed the river the day before yesterday and came here. They wanted to scare us with the Jin people's flag, but unexpectedly, the rain was too heavy and it didn't show at all."
Yang Yi suddenly realized something and thought about it, but he said it directly: "Pretending to repair the plank road to attack Chencang secretly... Li Cheng did not go to Yizhou, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Instead, he had already agreed to come as a surprise force, but he happened to meet us... Send someone to report this matter to Zhang Zhenfu of Pingyin and Yue Taiwei of Zhongdu immediately!"
"Yes!" Zhai Biao responded but did not move.
Amid the drizzling rain, Yang Yizhong took a step forward, then raised his sword and looked back: "Anything else?"
"The thief was in pain and said a lot of things." Zhai Biao's face was still ferocious. "This time, Li Cheng's army has at least 20,000 people, and they came from the other side of the Yellow River. The troops that fought yesterday were mainly from Du Yan, the leader of Mizhou under Li Cheng..."
"I already know that." Yang Yizhong looked calm. "Didn't you just say that?"
"Commander, what I mean is..." Zhai Biao looked at him with wide eyes. "If Li Cheng's troops crossed the Yellow River from Liaocheng, the nearest and most convenient place to cross the Jishui River is Beixinqiao. He has no reason to divide his troops to cross the Jishui River from Huajiakou downstream. It is close to Pingyin, and if things go wrong, they will be discovered by the Pingyin army... But on the other hand, if they are blocked today, the sneak attack will fail and they will have to turn to a strong attack. Then Li Cheng may divide his troops to cross the Jishui River from multiple places to forcibly surround Pingyin."
"I know that too." Yang Yizhong's expression remained unchanged.
"Commander," Zhai Biao gritted his teeth and said, "Although we won yesterday, we were outnumbered after all. We lost two or three hundred men in the first encounter. This is only the six or seven thousand men of Li Cheng's vanguard Du Yan, and most of Li Cheng's troops are about to arrive. Unfortunately, the rain today is worse than yesterday..."
"Zhai Biao, what do you want to say?!" Yang Yizhong finally lost his patience. "When giving advice in the military, one should be straightforward."
"Commander, I'm not saying that we should withdraw our troops and then sell Pingyin to Li Cheng for nothing. Even though Xiao En from Yanggu is a tough guy, he can't do such a thing... What I want to ask is, can we withdraw to the other side of the river and defend across the river?" Zhai Biao's words aroused the interest of several commanders and captains around him.
In fact, not only these officers, but also Yang Yizhong fell silent for a moment.
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