Xie Lun and Xu Han rushed back to the left and right flanks of their towns overnight, because of the order of the commander Ye Qing, so now in the entire army, except for some soldiers on duty who are still armoured, the rest have all been unarmoured, and they are easily carrying out a rare rest.

For two days in a row, it was indeed as Ye Qing had speculated, since the early morning of the second day, the Jin people had not crossed the river again, and even the tentative small force had not been sent out to harass the Song army on the opposite side.

As if they had discussed, the two armies began to regroup in each other's camps, and even from time to time they could see the soldiers drying their clothes on the opposite side, and even some laughter and playfulness, which came into the eyes of the scouts on the Jin side.

Compared with the relaxed and casual side of the Song people, the atmosphere on the other side of the Jin people on the other side is somewhat tense, and this battle has caused the Jin people to lose countless ferries again, so now the camp of the Jin people seems to be much more tense than the Song people's side.

In the past two days, because both sides are fighting in their own territory, they also have food and grass supplies coming and going one after another, and there is no need to worry about being harassed by the other party's scouts, or cutting off the back road of food and grass supplies.

New armor, weapons, catapults, bed crossbows, bundles of arrows, baskets of stones the size of a man's head, were sent to each other's camps, and then under the sun, they were all sent to the front again.

Those destroyed catapults and bed crossbows were either burned directly as firewood, or they were used as waste, and fence walls were built at the embankment, and the golden people on the other side of the bank were itching with hatred.

It was precisely because of the-for-tat confrontation between the two sides of the strait that the Jin people dug the embankment suitable for their large number of soldiers and ferries, and the Song people began to sharpen the wood and make small horse repelling guns to deal with the Jin people's measures.

Even, including those originally steep embankments, the slopes that have become much easier because of the Jin people's crossing of the river in the past few days have been chiseled into extremely steep slopes by the Song soldiers again, so as to increase the difficulty of the other party to climb the embankment.

Ever since they had noticed that they were surrounding each other's embankments and had done offensive and defensive fortifications against each other, the soldiers on both sides of the river began to build offensive and defensive fortifications under the scorching sun, while shouting at the enemy on the other side.

In short, in the past two days, the soldiers of the Song and Jin sides no longer fought with real swords and guns, but fought with words according to the situation, and began to shout and curse each other, which made the wind direction on both sides of the Yellow River become extremely funny for a while.

Obviously, in the grievances between the two countries, which have formed a mortal enmity and cannot be resolved peacefully, scolding cannot weaken the momentum of their own side, so all kinds of unbearable words are sent to the other party through the turbid Yellow River.

Like a noisy bazaar, there are those who sit on the ground with helmets in their hands and shout and curse, those who shout while working, and those who come up with some foul language and unspeakable words, and who come to avenge the revenge of being scolded yesterday.

Even some of the remaining grass baked by the scorching sun withered, but the enthusiasm of the two parties along the embankment was still undiminished, so that the other party began to make all kinds of indecent gestures to each other in the end, and even began to urinate and defecate together.

In short, by sunset, the entire embankment was already stinking, and the Jin people on the opposite side of the gas wanted to change the ferry to continue the battle, fearing that if they accidentally crossed the river again, they would step into the trap.

This kind of verbal battle lasted until the afternoon of the third day, with the sky above the North River Road, after suddenly there were countless more flags, the expression of the Song people became solemn, and they did not have the heart to continue to shout with the Jin people on the opposite side, but began to silently count the flags over the opposite shore and gradually gathered together.

As the Jin people rushed to the aid of another 30,000 fresh army, the Song army, which had no reinforcements from a single soldier here, instantly realized the current situation of more unbalanced troops, which made everyone completely lose the idea of continuing to fight with the more arrogant Jin people after the arrival of the army on the other side.

The "fence" that defended the Jin people on the embankment became tighter and tighter, and the horse guns were also like not asking for money, densely filled the entire Yellow River embankment, and the silence of the Song soldiers on the side of the soldiers became more and more lively on the other side of the Jin people, as if they had won a battle, and the various camps were in the midst of jubilation, as if they would be able to successfully climb the opposite embankment in the next battle.

The begging stone lie gods and slaves in the camp tent, listening to the high fighting spirit of the soldiers outside, finally showed a smile that was rare to see in the past few days, with the addition of many new soldiers, it finally made the soldiers including Wanyan Zonghao breathe a sigh of relief, and finally did not have to live carefully every day, the anger that may erupt at any time in the begging stone lie gods and slaves.

The three-day rest and waiting, although it also gave the Song people on the other side a chance to breathe, but this opportunity to rest and recuperate, for the Song people who had no support, was like just living a few more days, after all, in the eyes of the gods and slaves of Qishilie, they would inevitably be the one who won the final victory in this battle.

Since the afternoon, the Song people have fallen into silence and nervous vigilance, every soldier who was still full of smiles on his face, there is no way to laugh out at this moment, after all, there are tens of thousands of troops on the Jin side, and on their side, so far, there is nothing, only those people who can transport grain and grass every day, and the local officials who are pale and weak when they arrive at the battlefield.

The morale of the entire Song army, as the sun set, the scorching heat of July gradually faded with the day, and became more and more tense, and the whole camp did not know when it began, it was already a solemn atmosphere, and the tension and solemnity before the war were in stark contrast to the laughter bonfire rising on the other side.

Now, no matter how unbridled the Jin people are on the other side, the Song army does not dare to take it lightly, and the scouts who have been relaxed for two days have begun to double, and the soldiers who could have lived comfortably in the camp tent have to start guarding bed crossbows and catapults, wearing armor and holding weapons to pretend to sleep to nourish their spirits.

On one side, there was a bonfire in the sky, shining the original black Yellow River water out of its original appearance, while on the other side, it was just a little fire, and there was rarely any noise in the camp.

After a night of trembling, when there was no movement on the other side of the Jin people in the early morning of the second day, the Song people had begun to continue to strengthen the embankment and repair the fortifications, and Ye Qing, who had not shown up for a long time, also began to appear in front of the soldiers with a group of personal guards.

From early morning to early afternoon, Ye Qing walked around and inspected the defense camps on the left and right flanks, so when he returned to the Chinese army and was about to step into the camp, he smelled a trace of the solemn smell of the morning, and then looked at the other side of the river, and the Jin people did not have the arrogance and relaxation they had yesterday, and their expressions became more dignified.

Sima Jian rushed to Ye Qing's horse for the first time to salute, Ye Qing turned over and dismounted, with a hint of relief and excitement in his expression, and finally breathed a sigh of relief and said: "If you don't come again, then when you come over, you will collect our corpses." ”

"It's too late for the end, so I ask your pardon." Sima Jian, who rushed all the way from Dasanguan, finally rushed over to help Ye Qing and others on July 8, the fourth year of Shaoxi.

Ye Qing looked at the newly joined cavalry and infantry, and felt quite emotional in his heart for a while, just like Sima Jian, who had just stood on the embankment of the Yellow River, was in the same mood.

"From now on, all of them will be sent by me. The generals above the rank of subordinate immediately gathered to meet me. Ye Qing looked at the flag in the distance, which was obviously asymmetrical with the number of people, patted Sima Jian's shoulder again and said.

"Yes, my lord, you can rest assured that all the generals will obey you." Sima replied with a straight face.

Before he really entered the Northland Territory, Sima Jian's curiosity about the familiar and unfamiliar Northland Territory was greater than his feelings for the Northland's homeland.

But as he stepped into the realm of the Northland along the way, looking at all the familiar and unfamiliar scenes, especially the magnificent mountains and rivers in front of him, became more and more rough and heroic, simple and heavy, not only Sima Jian, even the soldiers under his command, were gradually infected by the magnificent scenery of mountains and rivers.

Different from the delicacy and grace of the south of the Yangtze River, every grass and tree, a mountain and a river here, between simplicity and heroism, seems to be full of legends of heavy vicissitudes.

The grass and trees, mountains and rivers here, since the Chinese nation began to multiply, has been endowed with a heavy vicissitudes of color, has been engraved into the thick history, in the heyday of each dynasty in the decline, carrying the future and direction of the Chinese nation.

Different from the handsome and elegant, gentle and graceful landscapes in the south of the Yangtze River, the mountains and rivers in the north always have a heavy layer of historical responsibility, just like the backbone of the Chinese nation, which has been standing silently between heaven and earth, recording the rise and fall of the Chinese nation, and guarding the self-consciousness of the Chinese nation.

Even the loess under his feet, gently holding it, seems to be much heavier than the loess in the south of the Yangtze River.

The Yangtze River and the Yellow River are also very important in the history of the Chinese nation, but the importance of the Yellow River to the Chinese nation is obviously higher than that of the Yangtze River, and it is also more vicissitudes and thickness.

Ye Qing's original worries finally relaxed in a pair of hot and resolute eyes, and he was originally worried about whether these soldiers, who had never experienced the real war with the Jin people, and were only in the gentle water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, would be able to withstand the pressure of the battle that was disproportionate to the Jin people's strength.

But now, when he saw these pair of hot and resolute eyes, under the roaring sound of the surging Yellow River, he was still full of fighting spirit, Ye Qing finally had enough confidence that he could always reject the Jin people on the other side, and even in the future, all the great mountains and rivers would be included in the territory of the Song Dynasty again.

The reinforcements of 12,000 people were divided up by Ye Qing's Xie Lun, Wang Chong, Xu Han and Sima Jian in less than an hour, and when Ye Qing came back from his deep historical responsibility, he was shocked to realize that he was still a bare-bones commander, only one more Sima Jian, and the rest of the soldiers and horses...... There is still not one more.