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The bright sun was wantonly swaying their enthusiasm overhead, and a few drifting clouds dotted in the clear blue sky.

The warm breeze of the afternoon blows on the tired face, soft and warm.

The improvised military tent was to wrap a thick cloth around it to cover a relatively hidden area for Gao Yang and the generals to discuss military affairs and have lunch.

The cavalry of the Mongol herdsmen, who had gone in pursuit of the fleeing, had returned. They also brought with them an important piece of information, an information that Gao Yang already knew through a high-altitude unmanned reconnaissance aircraft.

A large number of reinforcements led by Wanyan Zonghan himself have arrived. It's not too far from the battlefield. They are also recuperating at the moment.

The battle inside the encirclement is long over. The overwhelmingly dominant army, supported by thousands of crossbowmen, ate all the more than 10,000 Jin troops who were encircled. No one was able to escape.

And the 20,000 Mongolian cavalry brought by Wanyan Wenhu not only buried their main general, but also suffered heavy losses themselves. Only the thousands of lucky ones who were left behind fled frantically, and only escaped by luck after encountering the Jin army behind.

The battlefield after the fierce battle has now been cleared. The corpses were buried, and the supplies and horses were collected. The captives have been escorted to the camp of the victorious army in the distance, and what awaits them is an endless life of hard labor until death.

What puzzled Gao Yang was that at this moment, when the target of this reinforcement had been eliminated, Wanyan Zonghan did not have the slightest sign of wanting to retreat. Instead of retreating, the army began to recuperate before the battle. This made Gao Yang very puzzled, what did Wanyan Zonghan want to do?

At this moment, in this not-so-small range between the two armies. A large number of outpost scouts on both sides are fighting bloody battles in order to reconnoiter intelligence or to cover the battlefield!

"What does Wanyan Zonghan want to do? The battle here is over and you won't leave? Do you want to fight again? Chen Fangliang, who took off his armor and changed into a daily military uniform and was eating lunch, frowned slightly. Turning his gaze to Gao Yang, he asked out loud in confusion.

Gao Yang put down the chopsticks in his hand, reached out and picked up the water cup on the side and took a sip. There was a faint smile in his eyes. "It doesn't matter what he thinks. At this time, there are only two options, or to retreat. Or rush over and fight after eating. ”

All the generals present laughed out loud. The current form can be seen by anyone. The victorious army has an absolute advantage in all aspects, especially in terms of military morale.

On the Jin Army's side, it was the opposite. At first, the decoy was surrounded, then the reinforcements following the decoy were brought in, and then the second wave of reinforcements that came to support was also surrounded again because they wanted to rescue.

All of the encircled Jin forces have now been eaten, and the largest third wave of reinforcements to date has been crushed in the fierce battle.

When fighting a large army, the most taboo thing is the tactic of adding fuel. On such a wide battlefield now, the Jin army, which had an advantage in numbers before, played a strange tactic of adding fuel. However, the victorious army easily achieved brilliant results with the heavy infantry that had been ambushed here before and the light cavalry troops who came to support later!

At this moment, the backbone of the victorious army. Their Yan King Gao Yang personally led the most powerful ace troops, the Legion of Heavy Armored Knights, to the battlefield. At this moment, the morale of the army has reached its peak under the stimulation of the brilliant victory. The sergeants of the victorious army are not afraid of any enemy at all!

"What the prince said is extremely true!" Chen Fangliang hurriedly picked up the conversation and said, "It's past noon now. Counting the time of the return trip and the pre-war preparations, at most it is to fight another battle with the Jin army waiting in the distance. ”

Rubbing his thick hands, he said with a smile, "We have made a lot of money now." If they don't come, we can go back with enough to eat. If they're coming, they're eating more! ”

"Huh." Gao Yang nodded, took out his cigarette, and lit it. He smiled and said, "That's what it means." We're already invincible, or we're going to win a little bit more. Either that, win a little less. It's pretty much the same for us to fight or not. It's just a matter of how much of the English. ”

"But." Gao Yang took a deep breath of his cigarette and exhaled a thick smoke ring, his eyes gradually becoming indifferent. Han Sheng said: "Jin Jun will not be able to do it. Either they will cry and swallow this bitter fruit, and go back with huge losses and a heavy blow to the morale of the army. Or just give it a go and fight again! ”

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Wanyan Zonghan put down the wine bowl in his hand, took the silk scarf handed over by the guard, and wiped his mouth. He stood up and came to the outside of the tent and looked at the dense army in all directions. His brow furrowed slowly.

What Gao Yang said was not wrong. He had no other choice at the moment. This was the battle plan he first proposed, but the results were extremely disappointing.

The bait sent out was eaten, the subsequent reinforcements were also eaten, and the reinforcements that were brought in were also eaten. Even the great army that was again sent to support was defeated.

Wanyan Zonghan's pale face grew cold. His eyes looked coldly at the Mongolian cavalrymen who were panicked like chickens baptized by the rainstorm. Wanyan Zonghan's eyes were full of endless contempt and indifferent killing intent!

Merely. He can't do anything now. He couldn't kill the Mongols who had fled for their lives at such a sensitive time in order to vent his anger and boost the morale of the army. They're scum, but they're useful. Opposite. He's going to appease the restless Mongols!

Wanyan Zonghan has no choice now. He can't even withdraw his troops and go back! Lost so many military horses, and ended up with nothing. Wait for him to go back. Then Yan Wu begging will never let go of this good opportunity to fall into the ground. At that time, he will have no room to turn over after Yan Zonghan.

Wanyan Zonghan raised his head and looked at the sky, it was already past noon. He couldn't wait for reinforcements to come. At this moment, his only choice is to attack with all his army and defeat the victorious army on the opposite side! It was the only way he wanted to turn over.

"Do you win?" Wanyan Zonghan didn't have any confidence in his heart at all. That victorious army is already too strong at the moment! He Yan Zonghan had also fought with Chang Shengjun a few times, and every time he ran into them, he would find that they had become even stronger than before!

However, the gold ** team in Wanyan Zonghan's hands is getting weaker and weaker. The original invincible army that swept the world has gradually withered. Until this moment, he obviously has an advantage in troops, but he no longer has the confidence to attack!

Taking a deep breath, he reorganized his emotions and left the improvised tent and walked towards the place where the Mongol leaders gathered not far away.

"Great King, Great King......" Seeing Yan Zonghan coming over, all those Mongolian leaders hurriedly put down their work and got up to salute.

"Huh." Wanyan Zonghan waved his hand with a smile on his face and motioned for them to sit down and talk.

"The victorious army on the opposite side is exhausted and there are not many of them. This is the perfect time for our army to attack and defeat them all in one fell swoop. It's up to you to wait! Wanyan Zonghan sat on the main seat and said with a smile.

A Mongolian man with a beard on his face opened his mouth hesitantly and said, "My lord, all of us who are surrounded are gone. What are you going to fight now? Why don't you go back and recuperate before you do the math? ”

"Yes~yes~~~" Many leaders responded one after another.

The Mongols were also frightened. The more than 10,000 people before were so silently gone? How many people can they control the strings in a big tribe of Mongols? Where can it withstand such a blow? If this kind of battle were to happen a few more times, how many of them would be able to return to the prairie alive?

The leaders, who had already been frightened, did not dare to fight anymore, and they just wanted to flee back to the camp to rest at the moment. It would be nice to be able to go back to their respective tribes! What a bounty, what a merit, they don't want it! Saving your life is the most important thing!

The smile on Yan Zonghan's face gradually faded, and his gaze gradually became cold. Want to go back now? Do you want me to die?!

"Wow~~~" Wanyan Zonghan suddenly waved his hand and swept all the things on the table in front of him to the ground. His eyes were full of coldness.

The noisy sound froze instantly. Everyone's eyes were on Wanyan Zonghan, who slowly stood up.

"Are you crazy?" Wanyan Zonghan's expression was cold, and his eyes were sharp. Looking around, looking at these Mongolian leaders with panicked expressions, the people said indifferently, "I pulled you out of the steppe, and I didn't let you complain here!" ”

Slowly stepped forward, and continued under the trembling eyes of everyone, "What time are we now? If the victorious army on the other side wins, it will come and destroy all of us! You think you'll be able to escape if you leave here and go back to the grassland? Dream! ”

The leaders all looked at each other, and no one dared to speak out. They don't know much about the Chang Shengjun, but they know a lot more about the Jurchens. Having defeated the Liao State, which had ruled the north for hundreds of years, the Jurchens who were rampant on the prairie were incomparably terrifying in the hearts of these people!

"Huh~~~" Seeing that his cold face had played a role, Wanyan Zonghan raised his eyebrows and breathed a sigh of relief. Put on a smiling face again, and said with a smile, "Don't worry. The victorious army lacked horses, and the army used foot soldiers as elite soldiers. The ones on the opposite side were already all their cavalry. There are more people here than they are. ”

The large number of losses of the Jurchen elite made Wanyan Zonghan have to regard the number of people as the most important weight to win. Because he knew that the Jin army at this moment was no longer the opponent of the ever-victorious army in terms of combat effectiveness. The only way to win is to overwhelm the enemy with a massive army!

Although compared to the overall strength of the two sides, this tactic has no chance of success. Because the number of the victorious army was not much less than that of the Jin army. However, at this moment, on this local battlefield, the only thing he can count on is that there are more people. (To be continued)