In the white rain and mist, there were fire and thick smoke rising into the sky on the Yishui River. Whether it was the Jurchens' river-blocking army and horses on the river bank that were still attacked by Song's boats, or the Jurchens' main force resting in the camp, or the brigade of armored cavalry who were still fighting with the Song army and fighting to the death, they all saw this scene!

The shouts rang out everywhere in the Jurchen army and swung along the river bank. The shouts were filled with frustration and anger, which made the wind sweeping across the river seem even more violent at this moment!

The Bohai crossbowmen, who were already struggling along the river, and the large groups of scattered tribal troops, finally retreated in a direction away from the river bank. The flags were rolling back and forth, symbolizing that the Jurchen army and horses finally gave up for the defeat in this kind of blocking battle along the river. The brigade of troops who were preparing to support stopped at this time. Many Jurchen generals were watching the raging fires burning on the river surface at a high place, with their faces ashen, cursing the damn weather, the damn Southern Army, the damn Yi County City! I only hope that the commanders would not stop under the strong city, but fully exert the impact and combat power of the Jurchen army!

The soldiers and horses fighting bloody battles over there were particularly fierce fighting. The fierce battles made the people in it extremely narrow their vision and could not notice the flames rising from behind.

But he hurried to the original location of Balisu, and took several breathless Jurchen Moukes to the position, ready to support the scattered +8, w≧ww. The cool battle in Zong Bi clearly saw everything that happened not far behind him. Thousands of Jurchen Iron Cavalry suddenly became turbulent. Even the Liaodong horses seemed to feel the uneasiness of their masters. They were spitting white air in the cold rain, and their long neighing sounds were endless!

Everyone's eyes turned to Zong Bi, who set his own banner, and Zong Bi's face turned pale and kept looking back.

The riverside water city was burned to the sky, and balls of white and black smoke rose in the rain. The troops spread along the river bank were retreating one after another.

On the other end blocked by the smoke, it goes without saying that the Song army fleet is waiting for the moment when the water city is burned. Once the road ahead is opened, the Song army fleet will break through the waves!

Zong Bi had seen the lethality of dozens of Song army boats to the coastal land divisions before. Such a fleet suddenly appeared on the flank and swept across the wing with arrows. In the battle formation, the Jurchens leaned against the wing of the river, and it was necessary to collapse!

At this time, the elites of both sides had been fighting to the point where they had exhausted their abilities. Originally, Zong Bi was hoping that one after another, the mock would invest in the mobile forces he had mastered. Stabilize the array, replenish the losses, and always maintain the pressure on the Song army. He slowly strangled the elites of the Song army who fought out of the city until the Song army could no longer hold on and finally collapsed!

If this was not a war between land and land, and influenced each other, Zong Bi's actions would be correct. Even if he would suffer heavy casualties, Zong Bi's capital was much stronger than the Song army. It was enough to crush the Song army in one fell swoop. And these Song army who could leave the city to fight in the field, needless to say, were the most elite part of the defenders in the city. After heavy losses, Yi County could no longer be saved.

But the water battlefield collapsed first!

As the commander of the army, at a critical moment, we must make a decision and make a clear decision. This war can no longer be fought. We must take out the troops we have invested in, get out of the entanglement with the Song army, and leave this dead place where we are fighting against the water!

Zong Bi shouted: "Drop off!"

The slightly more sassy Jurchen cavalry still carried out Zong Bi's order without fail. The four Mouke cavalry turned over and dismounted, and arranged in an array of long weapons of horse war, with sharp blades protruding one after another. Then the cavalry took off their bows and pulled out the feather arrows and inserted them into the mud in front of them. However, the formation moved slightly northward to try to avoid the attacks launched by the Song army's upcoming fleet from the river.

The last Jurchen Mouke still held the position by horse and maintained a complete array of pedals and riders.

Zong Bi repeatedly told the cavalry of the personal guards around him: "Go and call the back formation and come immediately, mainly bows and crossbows. Make another formation at 200 steps to a certain northwest!"

Before the personal guards could take the order, a horn sound came from behind, and it was the order to mobilize troops. Zong Bi immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Needless to say, another Jurchen general also discovered that the situation was critical and was moving forward urgently, and was mobilizing troops to come out to respond!

Zong Bi waved his hand and asked his personal guard to go quickly, but just reminded him: "We must set up an arrow formation in a certain northwest line as soon as possible!"

Several personal guards immediately left. Zong Bi looked at his subordinates who were hurriedly lined up. Although these old Jurchen elites knew that the situation was already unfavorable and needed to fight a difficult rear guard battle, although they were a little busy, none of them showed panic. They all looked calm and took their own positions, holding the various weapons in their hands tightly, waiting for the upcoming battle!

It was raining and muddy, and the strength density of the battle groups fighting in front was already extremely high. The cavalry could not rush to the formation at high speed, and after barely joining in, it only added chaos. Instead, it blocked the passage for its own army and horses to retreat. At this time, it could only use an iron cavalry to dismount and stabilize its position, and stabilize its position when its own army and horses retreated and the Song army went on to cover the killing and protected the large army and horses to retreat!

Zong Bi waved his hand again, and the last one, who was still on the horse, divided dozens of cavalry to drive the horses and retreated one or two hundred steps northwest, and set off the horse stake. He also stood instructed the position of the arrow formation to be transferred later. Zong Bi personally led a Puliyan, then rode his horse forward, pointing in the direction of the melee between the cavalry led by Bali Speed ​​and the Southern Cavalry. Only more than a hundred cavalry were left to continue to press the formation.

In this battle of defense, the losses are naturally not light. It is impossible to meet all aspects. At this time, you must make a choice.

The infantry troops in the brigade were fighting, these were new mocks established by the main Jurchens. But Bali Su personally led the battle and fought, and most of them were the old foundations of the Jurchens who started their business. These must be handled. As for those infantry troops, it depends on their lives!

Zong Bi even stayed behind his own flag, and led only a few dozen cavalry and went there personally. At this time, he could not roar the drum whistle and issue the order to retreat the entire army. He could only let the cavalry escape first, and then order the entire army to retreat!

In the rain curtain, Zong Bi no longer looked at the flames burning behind him. He held a horse spear and took the lead. Dozens of personal guards protected the four noble kings tightly, stepped through the mud and rushed towards the melee battle group of cavalry!

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Above the Yishui River, the entire river-blocking city was burning, with flames rising from the sky.

Hundreds of pre-prepared ignition oil tanks were smashed down, and the viscous ignition oil was ignited. Wherever it flowed, there was flame. Not only the entire water city, but even a few Song army boats stuck in the water city were trapped in the flames, and even on the surface of the river, there was also a flash of flames floating!

The Jurchen Tartars, covered in flames, screamed and jumped into the water, and were then swallowed by the turbulent water. For these Jurchen Tartars, the Song army refused to send arrows to them to enjoy!

The layers of Jurchen Tartar corpses on the water city were all sank into the flames. The loyal bones of the Song army also returned to ashes in the flames!

Li Jun and Zhang Shun and dozens of water soldiers who jumped into the water city to fight. Jurchens swam back to the boat that was once snatched by the Jurchens. They all stared at the scene in front of them. Dozens of Song military boats no longer flipped forward and retreated at this time, and even threw down the cable stones to stabilize the hull, waiting for the river-blocking water city to completely burn.

In the water along the river bank, there were either stacked corpses, lodging banners, or the corpses of Tartars floating in shallow water. The large group of people had retreated from the river bank. After the raging city was burning, the Jurchen Tatars were no longer willing to fight their lives to continue fighting the Song navy, and all retreated into the river village. The scattered tribal troops even retreated further, and some even retreated far downstream!

The burnt driftwood flowed downstream with flames, and was pushed away by the Song army on the boat with hooks and paddles, and continued to flow. Together with the fragments of the river, the various wreckages of the Tartars' leather hats represented the failure of the Jurchen Tatars' battle to block the river!

The sound of shouting and killing continued to come from the other end of the smoke, becoming more and more intense. The boat full of Song soldiers and sailors were anxiously waiting to rush through here and kill to the city of Yi County!

Zhang Shun stood at the bow of the boat, watching the boat where his brother was engulfed by flames, suddenly knelt down and burst into tears. The boatman named Tong Meng, with a light wound on his body, was also snatched back. At this time, he struggled to the side of the side and was also shouting loudly.

"My brother, my brother! How can you tell me to have a baby when you ask me to go back?"

The Song army soldiers covered in blood were guarding Zhang Shun and Tong Meng, silently.

A huge explosion suddenly came from the water city. The huge wooden rafts that were nailed to one place and firmly connected with thick leather ropes were finally burned away. The ignited wooden rafts collided with each other and flowed downstream. Countless Mars exploded when the water city collapsed, flying in the sky, mixed in the raindrops all over the sky, just like a rain of fire falling from the sky above Yishui!

After the gates of the river, the defeated Jurchen horses who were still staring at the Song army fleet, burst out with a huge shouting sound. On the Song army boats, there were earth-shaking cheers!

Several boats cut off the cables and stepped forward, and drove away the burning wooden stakes that were flowing downstream. The soldiers jumped into the water and tied the ropes that had been prepared long ago into the wooden stakes that were nailed into the river mud. Then the boats and boats rode together, but this time they did not go upstream, but went downstream!

The turbulent water momentum and the force-pulled oars, dozens of ropes stretched straight. In just a moment, the wooden stakes that were tied were shaken out with half of the traces of the river mud, and followed these boats and sailed downstream!

The other Song army boats and ships cut off the cable stones, and countless oars tried to pull them hard. Amid the cheers and shouts of the Song army soldiers all over the boat, they passed through the broken water city that was burning freely, through the smoke and flames, and rushed toward the Yi County city!

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The two sides collided fiercely and tried their best to fight. When they fought to this level, the fight between the two sides was gone. They often fought from horse to horse, just rolling in the mud.

Such a scene is really hard to imagine. These two cavalry troops actually represent the highest cavalry level in East Asia at this moment.

As a Jurchen general, Balisu was also dizzy at this moment. In this melee that had no array, even if he had personal guards around him, there would always be a sudden arrival of the Song army's armored cavalry, and then it would be easy to kill.

Life is consumed quickly. If these are in the right terrain, they have enough space to circulate. The weather is better, and it can make any Jurchen cavalry that is scared by any army in this era, so they are losing at a speed that is enough to make the Jurchen nobles heartbroken!

In other words, how could Liu Baozhong not feel heartbroken on the Song army? How could Xiao Yan not feel heartbroken after learning about such casualties and losses? These cavalry have been transformed from the war to the Yan Dynasty, and have gathered elite troops from all directions, so they have worked hard to get it. A good man from the Han family who can compete with the top cavalry of this era!

Ba Lisu's armor was covered with blood. There were several damaged areas. It turned out that the weapons in his hand had been broken long ago. At this time, he changed a hammer that he got from some unknown place. He was leading more than ten personal guards to clash for a while and then retreated and gasped.

In the melee, a young cavalryman with a large gun in the southerner attacked twice at the place where Balisu's banner was. Under the big gun, the cavalryman defeated more than ten Jurchen armored cavalry in succession. As long as he was caught in such a melee battlefield, no matter what his injuries were, the possibility of survival was not very high. However, the personal guards around Balisu met him and sacrificed his life to finally repel the young cavalryman. Balisu took advantage of the situation and rushed for another time before retreating at this time.

Compared with Zong Han's troops, the Jurchen generals of the Eastern Route Army had a very comfortable life these two days. When the Jurchens just started their army, Balisu fought for a long time, and even seven or eight horses could hold on. However, after a series of melee fighting, Balisu felt that his lungs were burning. He opened his mouth and breathed hard, and he felt breathless!

Even though my muscles and bones have declined a little because of the past two years of wealth and honor, this rainy battle with the elite cavalry of the Southern Army has fought desperately. Even if they fight with the Khitan, Balisu has never experienced such a fierce melee!

He gasped for a few times, then cheered up again, waved the copper hammer in his hand and shouted loudly: "Rare the flag towards the South! Take the head of the South General for someone!"

Although the Southern Army continued to attack towards pulling the Lisuo flag, the Jurchen Army's target was also the recognition flag raised by Liu Baozhong!

Just as the guards surrounded Balisu and prepared to enter bravely, they suddenly heard a roar: "Balsu, look back!"

Ba Lisu suddenly looked back and saw more than ten Jurchen armored cavalry rushing in among the chaotic array. The four kings Wanyan Zongbi who were not under the banner were surrounded by them!

Aguda Lao Khan was granted the title of the sons to the Mo Ke, and when Zong Bi was only eleven or 12 years old, Balisu had already served under his tent. As the Jurchen power expanded, Aguda and Wu Qimai established their own Meng'an again, and Balisu became one of the three Meng'ans under Zong Bi's tent. He was regarded as the direct line among the direct line who had been following for a long time. When he saw his master entering lightly, he was shocked when he was confused and thought about fighting.

"Master, why are you here? With me here, I will always defeat these Southern Army!"

Zong Bi's horse spear was also stained with blood. Such a chaotic battle group rushed in, even Zong Bi had to fight with a spear! Dozens of personal guards were either dismissed or separated, and only more than ten were still following him.

Zong Bi pointed to the southeast direction fiercely and said, "I can't fight anymore! Retreat this time first and fight again in the future!"

Balisu looked southeast, and at this time he saw the smoke rising from the Yishui several miles away! The river-blocking water city that Puluhun had worked hard to build is burning!

The river-blocking battle commanded by Puluhun was actually defeated?

A hint of hostility suddenly appeared on Balisu's face. How long has it been since the Jurchens started to experience such a hard battle? The fierce aura of fighting to the death against the giant and powerful Liao rose again. Even if the Southern Army fleet broke through, it would only fight to the end here, and exchange their lives for life, and they would still fight these Southern Army cleanly!

Zong Bi saw through the thoughts of the generals under his command at a glance and roared angrily: "We Jurchen warriors are not so useless! We gathered our troops and fought and retreated. We arranged an array to support us at the back!"

Before Ba Lisu could speak, a majestic shouting sounded again in the melee military formation. The sound of the Jurchen armored cavalry was familiar with. It was the roar of the young cavalry who was in a big gun and attacked the young cavalry!

Ba Lisu suddenly looked at the place where the roar started. He saw the young southern cavalry rushing out of the melee formation. The big gun flew, and he picked up all the Jurchen armored cavalry blocking the horse. This time, there was a thin knight on the side of his horse, holding a long sword. He did not kill the enemy, but just called the young southern cavalry from all directions to block the weapons. No matter which angle the slashed and poked, the thin knight could cover it, and for a moment, among the troops, he could actually protect the young cavalry as safe as Mount Tai!

With the rush of the young cavalry of the Southern Army, the Southern Army's armored cavalry that fought around were spontaneously moving towards him. The Jurchen armored cavalry also refused to retreat. The two sides collided, and as the Southern Army's cavalry launched another attack, it became more intense!

This young cavalry general is naturally Yang Zaixing. The general is the courage of a army, and this general is divided into a commander who can stabilize the morale of the army. There are also natural fighting generals who are always rushing forward, and no matter what situation they are in, they can arouse endless fighting spirit around them!

Ba Lisu hurriedly turned to Zong Bi and said anxiously: "Master. I can't leave anymore! As long as my banner is not moved, I can get involved in these southern barbarians. The master gathers his troops and retreats by himself! This southern cavalry general is extremely fierce, so don't take any risk!"

Zong Bi also watched Yang Zaixing's agile and flying gun circling like a dragon. With such an indomitable move, even he was a little scared when he was used to seeing the warriors!

"Is this the Southern General who killed some of those nephews?"

Ba Lisu nodded quickly, Zong Bi picked up the horse spear and shouted: "Then kill him first! Take the energy of the Southern Army, and we will retreat side by side!"

Just as the two of them were talking in a hurry, Yang Zaixing was already like a crazy tiger and killed several layers of Jurchen armored cavalry one after another! He was so excited that Yang Zaixing made a fuss this time, not to poke the Jurchen general overturned, and not to take down his banner. My grandfather Yang will die here!

He had already tied the phoenix belt around his waist so tight that it could not be tighter. He shouted out the last trace of strength from the fierce battle from the mountain root of his waist. The big gun danced left and right in his hand like a fire dragon. The gun flowers that had sucked blood all burst out one by one. Every time he danced, blood splashed!

The Jurchen Armored Cavalry who was blocking Yang Zaixing also killed him with true fire, with red eyes just not retreating. He even stopped protecting and dodging, but just tried his best to hand out the weapons in his hand. Even if he died, he would stab the Southern Killing God!

However, the efforts of these Jurchen Armored Cavaliers were basically in vain. Yang Zaixing had already lost his temper and rushed to Jianshen. He protected himself with a large gun and covered his mounts from the bottom, guarded like pear blossoms falling from the snow, and attacked Ruoling Snake out of the hole. Later, even Thirteen was covered by his large gun!

He handed over the Jurchen Tatars' weapons, and swung them or knocked them to the side for him. Then he got into the trap whenever he was caught. As long as the Jurchen Tatars were not alive, they would fall into the circle where the big gun was dancing, and they would fall down on their heads and feet!

Many of the Song army's armored cavalry were fighting to meet up with Yang Zaixing where he was, and restrained the cover on the side, dispersed many Jurchen armored cavalry. Finally, Yang Zaixing killed several more arrays. The two who appeared in front of him were Ba Lisu and Wanyan Zongbi, surrounded by personal guards!

Wanyan Zongbi ignored Bali's quick stop and wanted to rush forward. This Jurchen noble general was naturally a qualified commander. Even if he wanted to withdraw at this time, the Southern Army must not retreat when a new round of attack was launched under the leadership of the general. Otherwise, the entire team would easily collapse and then bit the tail for the Southern Army to chase after him! You must know that in the battle of cold weapons, the biggest casualties often occur when one side collapses and the other side chases him fiercely.

The correct choice is naturally to face it, fight back with a more fierce counterattack, and seize the spirit of the Southern Army. Then, relocate and retreat!

He pulled Li Su on the side and wanted to pull Wanyan Zongbi's reins so that he would not let him go in front of him. However, Wanyan Zongbi used his spear to slash the beloved general, and shouted angrily: "When I was protecting Bu Dagang, we brothers were following Lao Khan to fight for their lives? What are the only Southern Army now? If you are still a subordinate, just follow someone and rushed forward!"

Ba Lisu's face was flushed with a hurry, and the times changed. Now, when Rucai was rebelling against Liao, all the Jurchen men had to fight to the death. On the contrary, people like Zong Bi were defeated in the melee, which really swelled the spirit of the entire Eastern Army!

Moreover, Zong Bi didn't know how powerful the young cavalry general of the Southern People was. This guy was really a god of killing! He was in a strait and was in a strait. He showed his power and showed his power! Only by using heavy troops to surround him and fighting again and again, he could kill this guy off his horse! Fortunately, there was only one cavalry general in the Southern People's Army!

Zong Bi wanted to pull Li Su out of his hand and put the reins, but pulled Li Su but did not let go. The two Jurchen generals actually stood stalemate here. Yang Zaixing led the Song army's armored cavalry and finally killed the siege. The people and horses seemed to roll out of the sea of ​​blood. His eyes were like lightning, and he roared loudly: "Where is the Lord of Tartars? Do you dare to fight with Grandpa Yang!"

Zhu Lisu suddenly pulled the reins and pulled Zong Bi's heroic war horse for half a circle! He let go of the reins. Before Zong Bi could react, he pulled out his sword and stabbed it hard on Zong Bi's butt. The horse with the dragon neck and dragon body neighed in pain, spread its four hooves and rushed backwards!

Balisu roared at Zongbi's personal guards: "Protect your master and rush out! I, Balisu, died here! Mass the Nan Dynasty City and revenge me!"

More than ten Zongbi's personal guards stared blankly at everything that was happening in front of him, but Zongbi pulled the reins but couldn't stop the war horse that was so arrogant. Zongbi's personal guards looked at Balisu and Yang Zaixing, who was ahead of the formation, and followed him when he was hitting the horse. The guards were about to rush out of the chaotic fighting field!
To be continued...