The moonlight is like water, and the quiet night sky is dotted with scattered starlight. In the camp outside Kaifeng City, Zhao Yingluo was staring at the map in her hand, her deep eyes flashing with wisdom.

Not long ago, she successfully collected the 200,000 troops of Guo Yan and Zhu Zhenhai, which greatly increased her power. However, she did not stop because of this, but quickly adjusted her strategy and prepared to launch a fatal blow against the Wanyan Zonghan army that occupied Cizhou.

"Princess, the more than 100,000 horses that originally belonged to Wang Shan have been prepared and can set off at any time." A general came to report, and his voice revealed his awe for Zhao Yingluo.

Zhao Yingluo nodded slightly, her gaze never left the map. She knew that the key to this battle was the joint attack with Yue Fei and Wang Zaixing. Only the close cooperation of the three parties can ensure a complete victory.

"The order goes down, and they are ordered to leave for the north of the Yellow River early tomorrow morning." Zhao Yingluo said in a deep voice, her voice revealing firmness and courage.

The general took the order and left, but Zhao Yingluo was still standing in front of the map, deep in thought. She thought through every detail, trying to figure out any possible omissions. Because she knows that the victory or defeat of this battle is related to the future of the Great Song Dynasty.

At the beginning of the morning, more than 100,000 horses under the leadership of Zhao Yingluo embarked on the journey to the north of the Yellow River. Their steps were firm and powerful, as if every step was in the heart of the enemy.

The scenery along the way became meaningless in Zhao Yingluo's eyes, and there was only one thing in her heart - victory. She knew that going north of the Yellow River would be an uphill battle. But she believes that as long as she has faith in her heart, nothing can stop her from moving forward.

The spring breeze blows, and the water of the Yellow River flows eastward. Zhao Yingluo stood on the bow of the boat crossing the river, her armor shining coldly in the sun. His gaze was firm, as if he could penetrate the turbid river and look directly at Cizhou City on the opposite bank.

"General, the wind is getting stronger, do you want to postpone the crossing of the river?" The lieutenant general stepped forward to ask for instructions, and his eyebrows revealed worry.

Zhao Yingluo waved her hand, her voice low and firm: "The military order is like a mountain, how can you retreat because of a small wind and waves?" The order goes down, and the whole army accelerates the crossing of the river! ”

As the order was issued, the war drums sounded to the sky, and the army was like a giant dragon, winding into the embrace of the Yellow River. The sails were drumming, the water was splashing, and the shouts of the soldiers were intertwined with the roar of the Yellow River, playing a magnificent movement of crossing the river.

Zhao Yingluo's heart was full of anticipation and anxiety. He knew that this crossing of the river was not only a major action for Cizhou, but also a severe test for himself. He must succeed, or the consequences will be devastating.

Just as the army was about to land, suddenly there was dust in front of them, and a wave of iron horsemen rushed like lightning. Zhao Yingluo frowned, and instantly realized the seriousness of the situation.

"It's Wang Zaixing's army!" A soldier shouted.

Sure enough, the army that fled south, under the leadership of Wang Zaixing, rushed over in embarrassment. Their armor was torn, their banners were crooked, and it was clear that they had gone through a terrible battle.

Zhao Yingluo did not hesitate and immediately ordered to answer Wang Zaixing. After the two armies converged, he quickly understood the situation. It turned out that Wang Zaixing was ambushed by Wanyan Zonghan outside Cizhou City, suffered heavy losses, and had to flee south.

"General, what shall we do now?" Wang Zaixing asked anxiously.

A hint of determination flashed in Zhao Yingluo's eyes: "Fight back against Cizhou!" We must recapture Cizhou before Yan Zonghan can gain a foothold! ”

Just as Zhao Yingluo was about to lead the army to counterattack, suddenly there was dust in the distance, and a group of men and horses galloped over. Zhao Yingluo took a fixed look and saw a big banner with the word "Yue" written on it waving in the wind.

"It's General Yue Fei!" The soldiers cheered.

After Yue Fei led the army to arrive, he and Zhao Yingluo hit it off at first sight. The two quickly discussed tactics and decided to join forces and attack Cizhou together.

With the support of Yue Fei's artillery, Zhao Yingluo led his army to storm Cizhou City. The artillery roared, and projectiles rained down on the walls, sending bricks and stones flying and the defenders wailing.

Wanyan Zonghan witnessed all this from the city tower, and his heart was shocked. He didn't expect Zhao Yingluo to be able to organize such a fierce offensive in such a short period of time.

"Withdraw! Evacuate! Wanyan Zonghan ordered. He knew that if this continued, Cizhou City would be breached sooner or later. The joint attack of the three armies caught Wanyan Zonghan's army off guard. They originally thought that as long as they held Cizhou, they would be able to sit back and relax, but they didn't expect Zhao Yingluo to attack so quickly.

A fierce battle unfolded under Cizhou City, and the three armies pounced on the enemy like tigers descending from the mountains. The defense line of Wanyan Zonghan's army was crumbling under the fierce attack, as if it would collapse at any moment.

Zhao Yingluo took the lead and led the elite troops straight into the enemy formation. Her sword and sword shadow danced across the battlefield, killing an enemy with every swing. Her bravery inspired the soldiers around her and made them even more desperate to fight.

Yue Fei and Wang Zaixing also each led their armies to charge on the battlefield. Their tactics were flexible and changeable, which overwhelmed Wanyan Zonghan's army. The close coordination of the armies of the three sides put the enemy in a desperate situation.

After a fierce battle, Wanyan Zonghan's army finally couldn't resist the attack of the three armies. The defense line of Cizhou City was completely destroyed, and the enemy troops fled one after another. Wanyan Zonghan had no choice but to order the whole army to retreat and retreat to Pingyang Mansion.

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Chapter 6: Pursuit and Retreat Again

Wanyan Zonghan's army hurriedly withdrew like ghosts in the twilight. The dust kicked up by the wind, accompanied by the sound of their heavy footsteps, seemed to announce that the defeat was decided. Wanyan Zonghan rode on the war horse, his face was gloomy as water, and his eyes revealed deep unwillingness and anger.

"General, shall we withdraw to Pingyang Mansion?" A lieutenant cautiously suggested.

Wanyan Zonghan closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice: "Pass the order, the whole army will withdraw to Pingyang Mansion and prepare for defense." ”

However, as soon as they entered Binh Duong Mansion and had no time to rest, there was a rumbling sound of war drums and shouts of killing in the distance. Wanyan Zonghan looked over in horror, only to see the army led by Zhao Yingluo surging like a torrent, with momentum like a rainbow.

"They're coming!" There was a panic in Pingyang Mansion.

Wanyan Zonghan gritted his teeth, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes: "You can't sit still!" Pass the order down, and the whole army will withdraw to Taiyuan! ”

In the darkness of the night, Wanyan Zonghan's army once again embarked on the road of escape. Their figures looked more and more desolate and embarrassed in the moonlight.

Chapter 7: The Battle of Taiyuan

Under the city of Taiyuan, the war was raging. Zhao Yingluo was dressed in armor and held a long sword, standing at the forefront and commanding the battle. His gaze was firm and sharp, as if it could pierce through layers of fog and pierce the heart of his enemies.

"General, the enemy can't hold out, what should we do?" One of the generals asked anxiously.

Zhao Yingluo took a deep breath and stared into the distance: "Pass the order, the whole army is ready to attack the city!" Today, we will break through Taiyuan in one fell swoop and capture Yan Zonghan alive! ”