When the army crossed the river, Yang Zhi still reminded Wu Jue that after crossing the river, he changed his original combat deployment, but whenever Wu Jue happened, in addition to starting an hour's victory, the cavalry of Western Xia was killed from different hiding places. As long as anyone with a little combat experience can see that the other party knows Wu Jue's arrangement well, and every action is targeted.

Wu Jue raised the signal for help, but Liu Ziyu, who was watching the battle from the bow of the ship, could see it clearly, and just when the signal was raised, Wu Jue's army collapsed. This is too strange for Liu Ziyu, how could such a situation occur in a hundred battles, so Liu Ziyu did not make any action at all, but asked Yang Zhi for advice through the flag. Yang Zhi saw that the reconnaissance ship he arranged sent the same signal, and when he learned that the army on the other side of the river had collapsed, he immediately ordered Liu Ziyu to respond to Wu Jue's retreat.

Seeing that victory was in sight, the Western Xia army was full of courage and wanted to wash away the shame of the previous months in one fell swoop; But what no one expected was that just when Ren Decong commanded 60,000 Western Xia troops to attack Wu Jue and others, who had just crossed the Yellow River, a huge explosion sounded for dozens of miles, and the smoke instantly rushed into the sky. The water of the Yellow River poured into the plain outside Lingzhou from the gap in the embankment, and it was a mess everywhere, and the armies of the Song and Xia countries that were fighting were all struggling and howling in the flood, Wu Jue boarded the fishing boat brought by Liu Ziyu, looked at his subordinates who were still in the water and burst into tears, and asked Liu Ziyu: "Who did it?"

"Yang Shuai, the enemy killed 1,000 and I wounded 800, and the 60,000 Western Xia cavalry were flooded, even if 20,000 or 30,000 died, it would be a big victory for us. Liu Ziyu looked at the countless people in the river wailing, and his face sank like water. Liu Ziyu can understand Wu Jue's feelings, this army is Wu Jue's capital to stand in the army, but Liu Ziyu also knows that after Wu Jue acquiesced, Taiyuan sent a large number of officers to join this team, and its intention is self-evident;

Facing Wu Jue's compelling gaze, Liu Ziyu said helplessly: "Since the assassination, Yang Shuai has changed in many places, and for our subordinates, it is not a good thing, nor a bad thing. Wu Jue, don't promise Taiyuan anything, you must know that there is no impermeable wall in the world, and there is no person who can be 100% believed. Now, at the very least, it can be said that this is a tactic for you to adapt, as long as the Western Xia army surpasses us in death, it will be considered a victory. ”

The cold wind on the Yellow River was biting, Wu Jue was even colder to his heart, he couldn't afford to offend King Yun, although he refused the temptation to take refuge, but there was no obstacle for King Yun to arrange a large number of Sun Ang's subordinates to serve in the army. Taiyuan's reason was that he wanted to learn the way of fighting, but Wu Jue knew very well in his heart that it was not the same thing at all, it was to deal with Qu Duan; he was just a partial division of Yang Zhi, even if Yang Zhi had made a lot of things, but compared with the team of Fu Xuan, Li Yanxian and others, it was still far behind.

Sun Ang's purpose was not to study, but to make plans for the next step, as far as Wu Jie knew, Liu Ziyu's Tuntian camp also had a lot of such people; Wu Ang turned his head in the sun, looked at Liu Ziyu and asked, "Why didn't your team have any losses?"

Liu Ziyu smiled bitterly: "That has not been used on the blade, you and I can know about it, how could Yang Shuai not know, otherwise how would he choose us to attack Lingzhou; The army led by Yang Shuai did not believe in an army with different intentions, and was worried about betraying the army at a life-and-death juncture. ”

Wu Jue's heart trembled, he heard that Liu Ziyu's tone was wrong, and asked suspiciously: "Could it be that my team would do such a thing?"

Liu Ziyu pointed to the three people standing on the bow of the boat not far away: "The person who is the leader is Meng Yue." 89 Literary Network

"Meng Yue?" Wu Yue was taken aback, he naturally knew that it was a sect leader surnamed Jin sent by Sun Ang, if it was the legendary Meng Yue, Wu Yue immediately understood the plans of the upper echelons; Meng Yue had an intelligence network in Western Xia, but he was lurking in his own army, and his intention was nothing more than to steal the information of Youzhou Road, which could be reported to Taiyuan or betrayed to the Xixia people. Wu Jue is not a fool, if he reports to Taiyuan, how can he let this great god go to his small military camp, it is nothing more than knowing that he must be attacking the army of Western Xia, and he will do something when the time comes.

Wu Jue's heart trembled, and Liu Ziyu's words were like a sharp sword, tearing his heart apart and making all his luck psychology collapse. He stood motionless at the bow of the ship until the ship came to shore on the south shore. Wu Jue's body and mind were completely immersed in darkness, and he even had unprecedented fear.

Wu Jue felt that the sun had finally lifted the fog that shrouded him and let himself see the truth. In fact, those big people don't care about themselves, you must know that if you really lose today, it will be light to exile yourself for thousands of miles. No matter how contradictory Wu Jue's heart was before, he didn't want to look at anyone angrily at the moment, thinking about it carefully, Yang Zhi's approach was not unreasonable, at least let the Dingbei Army maintain its victory record and keep its position.

Liu Ziyu was still observing the surface of the Yellow River, and said contradictoryly: "The loss of Western Xia is definitely above us, at least it allows us to maintain our dignity, and the Great Song Dynasty will not be easily defeated." ”

The Tuntian camp behind Liu Ziyu sighed gloomily, and they could only let Wu Jue stand and ponder.

"Yang Shuai, what should I do next?" Wu Luan, who was standing beside Yang Zhi, was calm, the reputation of the eldest brother Wu Jue was preserved, and it was Yang Zhi's idea to flood the three armies, so what was there to worry about.

Yang Zhi looked at the sparkling river, looked at the waterfowl flying on the water in the distance, and said softly: "From now on, we must understand that we can't expect any life-saving straw, that is simply unrealistic. We have to wait until that life-saving straw is broken, and our last ray of life will be cut off. ”

Wu Ling thought about Yang Zhi's words repeatedly, but he still couldn't decide, he knew that Wu Jue, like himself, was unwilling to give up the little hope that might exist, even if he was struggling desperately, he also prayed that God would give him a chance to reverse his fate. However, Wu Lan knew that the person standing in front of him had too many things hidden in his heart, and even if he valued his brother again, he would make a trade-off because of the consideration of thousands of followers.

Wu Lan's throat was a little dry: "Yang Shuai, can you let my eldest brother go?"