Zhang Hongfan was looking back at the situation on the Yellow River, hesitating a little.
Just a few miles away to the north, the water of the Yellow River has rolled down the floating ice and hit the ice again and again, causing the glacier to shake slightly.
The explosions and artillery fire from the top of the city continued, as if the entire ice surface was about to burst.
Zhang Hongfan had just led his troops across the ice of the Yellow River. He estimated that if he ran now, he could still run back.
Shi Tianze has already offered money to withdraw his troops.
But this kind of flight may very well turn into a rout...
As Zhang Hongfan said, Shi Tianze should use all his strength to annihilate Li Xia as soon as possible.
No matter how long Li Xia had been preparing, the explosives had to be arranged after the Yellow River had frozen. If Shi Tianze had sent out all his troops more than twenty days ago, Li Xia would not have had time to arrange such a large amount of explosives, and the ice in early January would not have been able to
It was easily exploded.
The entire Yellow River ice period lasted for three months, which seemed like a long time, but Shi Tianze spent nearly a month in vain.
One commander is incompetent and the entire army is exhausted...
Zhang Hongfan was angry about this.
Because he cares about dignity very much, unlike Shi Tianze who is shameless.
"Do you still have the nerve to retreat? The nearly 200,000 troops attacked in six directions, Yellow River, Yan'an, Longxi, Tongguan, Wuguan, and Hanzhong. They have been fighting for nearly a month, but none of them can break through the fragile defense lines of Sichuan and Shaanxi.
A few thunders today, are they going to recede?!"
Zhang Hongfan suddenly turned his head, no longer looking at the cracking ice of the Yellow River and the fleeing army, but at the Song army.
In fact, if there is a chance, the Song army only has a few people. As long as some of the soldiers can stabilize their morale, there is still a chance to turn defeat into victory.
To his surprise, Li Xia's flag had already left the city and was rapidly advancing eastward, intending to cover up the defeated troops.
Zhang Hongfan glanced again and saw Hao Zhongwei's flag heading towards the Song army.
He couldn't help but shout out, secretly saying that Hao Monk Batu's son lived up to his father's reputation.
Since even Hao Zhongwei dared, why wouldn't he dare?
"No retreat!"
Zhang Hongfan's blood was already rising, as if he had seen that it was him who would annihilate Li Xia in today's battle.
This is much greater than blocking Li Fen in Jinan.
After this battle, he could truly become the capital marshal who controlled the armies of Henan and Hebei and was in charge of the military and civilians of 80,000 households.
"Soldiers, obey orders..."
However, with a "bang", Zhang Hongfan was thrown to the ground.
"Brother Ninth! Let's go!"
Zhang Hongzheng shouted, commanding his soldiers to pull him and run eastward.
There were explosions, crashes, and roars like a tsunami everywhere, and no one noticed Zhang Hongfan's orders.
There was only that "let's go" sound.
"Let's go!"
"let me go!"
"If you don't leave, it will be too late..."
Zhang Hongfan struggled out, pointed at the general's flag, and shouted: "Protect the flag for me..."
"Brother Ninth, let's go!"
With a "pop" sound, Zhang Hongfan slapped Zhang Hongzheng on the face, knocking him to the ground.
"Don't let me miss this big deal!"
He turned to look at his soldiers and horses, only to see that the big flag was still there and had fled back with him.
But the soldiers were all rushing towards this side, and in just this short moment, the line was completely in chaos.
When the two armies are fighting, the numerical advantage often does not play a decisive role. At this time, the Song army has already formed a formation to kill here, and he has no time to organize his troops...
"Let's go, Ninth Brother." Zhang Hongzheng had already gotten up from the ground, not caring about the slap he received, and pulled Zhang Hongfan away again.
"Trash! Stop pulling me!"
"If you don't leave, you will die!"
"You made me miss this opportunity, you might as well kill me!"
Zhang Hongzheng was stunned for a moment when he was stared at by that fierce look.
He suddenly couldn't understand this Ninth Brother.
At this critical moment of life and death, what is the purpose of the enthusiasm in those eyes?
That is to say, Zhang Hongfan usually has rules for running the army. In this chaos, some people did not run around and were all around them, giving the two brothers time to shout to each other.
"Military law is like a mountain. Don't interrupt me when I give military orders."
After Zhang Hongfan scolded him, he looked towards Hao Zhongwei's line again.
That was the only Mongolian army formation that dared to attack the Song army. Hao Zhongwei had more than 5,000 men. If he could stabilize the morale of the army, he might not have no chance of victory.
However, the Song army was still charging. Hao Zhongwei's front line was like a handful of sand leaking out. Before the Song army could rush in front, more than half of them had already fled.
Even Hao Zhongwei's banner is retreating...
"Click."
Suddenly, a crack appeared on the ice not far to the north.
Zhang Hongfan turned his head and looked at the cracked ice, his eyelids twitching violently.
The throat joint rolled up and down, and he seemed to swallow a sip of water.
After that, he took two steps, went to the flag bearer, and patted him on the shoulder.
"Why are you panicking?! The ice hasn't collapsed yet!"
Finally recovering from his gaffe, Zhang Hongfan gave up on the idea of meritorious service and planned to lead his troops back to the east coast to see where he went.
He first pointed hard at Zhang Hongzheng and cursed: "Leave your soldiers behind in battle and run for your life. I will deal with you later."
After giving his brother a lesson like this, he faced the soldiers and boosted their morale a little.
"You and others are all elite soldiers. Don't panic and let the enemy take advantage of you. Only by listening to my military orders and retreating slowly can you and others be protected. Do you understand?!"
"We will protect the Ninth General to the death!"
The soldiers around him were deeply moved.
They saw with their own eyes that General Ninth slapped his own brother for them.
This kind of compassion allowed them to cool down in the midst of the landslide and the ground cracking, and they did not run around like other soldiers...
Zhang Hongfan looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, and then ordered: "Withdraw."
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"Bang!"
A cannonball shot down, shattering the bodies of several Mongolian soldiers, hitting the ice with their flesh and blood, and smashing another hole in the ice.
Since the war started, I don't know how many artillery shells the Song Army has fired. Normally such a small hole in the ice would not do much, but today it is intensifying the collapse of the ice.
Almost all the Mongolian troops were on the run.
It seems unbelievable that there are 50,000 of them. Facing an enemy force of more than 3,000, they can defeat even one person with one sword.
The problem is that one person cannot kill three thousand people. At this time, no one can give other Mongolian troops the confidence to join him in gathering enough people to defeat the Song army.
How many should be summoned? Three thousand is not enough, five thousand is not enough... The ice is about to collapse, and there is no time for anyone to summon troops and horses.
If you run away you may live, if you are brave you will die.
Being able to survive on the battlefield does not mean you are great, and dying in battle does not mean you are incompetent, it is just a choice you made.
For example, Shi Tianze seems to be embarrassed, but he can run fast enough. This is because he is good at fighting and has rich experience.
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Hao Zhongwei chose to meet the Song army.
After the death of Hao Monk Bodu, all seven brothers of the Hao family were given important positions, and six of them were appointed to the post of Wanhu. Except for the youngest Hao Tianting, he was also the bodyguard of His Majesty.
Although the Hao family's territory is not as good as that of the Shi, Zhang, and Yan families, this favor is too heavy.
What's more, Monk Hao Batu was known for his bravery at that time.
In the seventh year of Wokuotai Khan's reign, he attacked Xiangyang. The Song army of 400,000 soldiers marched to Hanshui. Hao Monk Batu led hundreds of people to defeat the Song army;
In the eighth year of Wokuotai Khan's reign, following Kuoduan's expedition against Shu, Monk Hao Batu led his dead men to attack Jianmen Pass at night, bringing the Mongolian army straight to Chengdu.
Afterwards, he took Kuizhou and fought to the Yangtze River where he met the Song navy. Hao Monk Batu led only nine men and entered the Song army in a small boat, galloping back and forth...
The Hao brothers did not dare to lose their father's prestige, so as soon as the war started, Hao Tianyi led a thousand people from the upper reaches of Longmendu across the Yellow River and entered the Gaoyuan area north of Hancheng.
Hao Zhongwei thought that if there was no news from his elder brother for so many days, the whole army should be wiped out, otherwise the Song army would definitely be prevented from exploding ice.
Then he will restore his father's reputation and avenge his elder brother...
With this courageous attitude in the face of danger, Hao Zhongwei resolutely organized his army to fight against the enemy when all the Mongolian troops were retreating.
The time given to Hao Zhongwei to make a decision was very short. From Shi Tianze's announcement of gold, the Song army's attack, to him marshalling his troops to fight, everything happened so quickly that he didn't even think about it in detail.
There is no need to think too hard, just fight.
His father dared to attack 400,000 men with only a few hundred men, and with nine men he dared to attack an entire navy. A tiger father has no sons.
My heart is filled with unparalleled excitement...
"puff."
Soon, a Song soldier had chopped off Hao Zhongwei's head with one sword.
The battlefield doesn't care about anyone's inner turmoil.
Just talk about victory or defeat.
Under victory, a few hundred people can defeat 400,000 people;
In the midst of defeat, there was no dignity or prestige... only a mess of blood.
Hao Zhongwei's round head rolled twice on the muddy ground and was lifted up.
"I killed ten thousand households! I killed..."
"Kill!"
The surrounding Song soldiers were so excited that they rushed forward more and more crazily, knocking down Hao Zhongwei's flag.
Soon there was another cry of killing.
To the south, another group of Song troops has been coming towards this side, that is from the direction of Heyang.
The two Song armies did not merge, but began to cover up and kill each other, trying to expand the results of the battle.
The fleeing Mongolian troops became increasingly frightened, pushing each other and even drawing swords at each other.
Without horses, they could only run on the ice. They were not used to it, and the more they ran, the more their hearts collapsed.
Whenever someone falls to the ground, they will immediately cry and howl...
Today, when the Yellow River broke through the ice, the number of Mongolian soldiers who drowned was not even as many as those who fell to the ground due to being pushed.
But the power of heaven and earth caused the Mongolian army's defeat, and then the Song army's victory.
The Mongolian army has been defeated like a mountain, and the generals are desperately trying to save more troops...
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