The moonlight was like water, and the quiet night sky was dotted with scattered stars. In the camp outside Kaifeng City, Zhao Yingluo was staring at the map in her hand, her deep eyes shining with the light of wisdom.
Not long ago, she successfully surrendered Guo Yan and Zhu Zhenhai's 200,000 troops, greatly increasing her power. However, she did not stop because of this, but quickly adjusted her strategy and prepared to launch a fatal blow to Wanyan Zonghan's army occupying Cizhou.
"Princess, Wang Shan's more than 100,000 horses and horses have been prepared and ready to go at any time." A general came to report, his voice revealing his awe for Zhao Yingluo.
Zhao Yingluo nodded slightly, her eyes never leaving the map. She knew that the key to this battle lay in a joint pincer attack with Yue Fei and Wang Zaixing. Only the close cooperation of the three parties can ensure a complete victory.
"Send the order and order them to set off to the north of the Yellow River early tomorrow morning." Zhao Yingluo said in a deep voice, her voice revealing determination and courage.
The general took the order and left, but Zhao Yingluo still stood in front of the map, lost in thought. She was thinking about every detail, trying to find any possible omissions. Because she knew that the outcome of this battle was related to the future of the Song Dynasty.
At the dawn of dawn, more than 100,000 troops, led by Zhao Yingluo, embarked on a journey to the north of the Yellow River. Their steps were firm and powerful, as if they were stepping on the enemy's heart with every step.
The scenery along the way became meaningless in Zhao Yingluo's eyes. There was only one thing in her heart - victory. She knew that going north of the Yellow River would be a tough 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 on my face, and the water of the Yellow River flows eastward. Zhao Yingluo stood on the bow of the boat crossing the river, his armor shining coldly in the sun. His gaze was firm, as if he could penetrate the turbid river water and look directly at Cizhou City on the other side.
"General, the wind is getting stronger, do you want to postpone crossing the river?" The deputy general stepped forward to ask for instructions, worry revealed in his brows.
Zhao Yingluo waved his hand, and his voice was low and firm: "The military order is like a mountain, how can we shrink back because of a small storm? Send the order, and the whole army will speed up to cross the river!"
As the order was issued, the war drums sounded loudly, and the army was like a giant dragon, winding into the embrace of the Yellow River. The sails of the ship were swaying, 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 expectation and anxiety. He knew that crossing the river this time was not only a major operation for Cizhou, but also a severe test for himself. He must succeed, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.
Just as the army was about to land, dust suddenly rose in front of them, and a group of iron cavalry rushed towards them like lightning. Zhao Yingluo frowned and instantly realized the seriousness of the situation.
"It's Wang Zaixing's army!" a soldier shouted loudly.
Sure enough, the army that had fled south, led by Wang Zaixing, rushed over in embarrassment. Their armor was torn and their flags were crooked, obviously they had been through a brutal battle.
Zhao Yingluo did not hesitate and immediately ordered to assist Wang Zaixing. After the two armies merged, he quickly understood the situation. It turned out that Wang Zaixing was ambushed by Wanyan Zonghan outside Cizhou City. He suffered heavy losses and had to flee south.
"General, what should we do now?" Wang Zaixing asked anxiously.
A trace of determination flashed in Zhao Yingluo's eyes: "Counterattack Cizhou! We must take back Cizhou before Wanyan Zonghan can gain a foothold!"
Just when Zhao Yingluo was about to lead his army to counterattack, suddenly dust was flying in the distance and a group of men and horses came galloping towards him. Zhao Yingluo took a closer look and saw a large flag with the word "Yue" fluttering in the wind.
"It's General Yue Fei!" the soldiers cheered. After Yue Fei arrived with his army, he met Zhao Yingluo at first sight. The two quickly discussed tactics and decided to join forces to attack Cizhou together.
With the support of Yue Fei's artillery, Zhao Yingluo led his army to storm Cizhou City. The artillery roared, and the projectiles rained down on the city wall, causing the bricks and stones to fly, and the defenders howled.
Wanyan Zonghan witnessed all this on the tower and was shocked. He didn't expect that Zhao Yingluo could organize such a fierce offensive in such a short period of time.
"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" Wanyan Zonghan ordered. He knew that if this continued, Cizhou City would be breached sooner or later. The joint attack by the three armies caught Wanyan Zonghan's army by surprise. They originally thought that they would be able to sit back and relax as long as they defended Cizhou, but they did not expect that Zhao Yingluo would launch an attack so quickly.
A fierce battle started under Cizhou City, and the three armies pounced on the enemy like tigers descending from the mountain. The defense line of Wanyan Zonghan's army was crumbling under the fierce attack, as if it would collapse at any time.
Zhao Yingluo took the lead and led the elite troops straight into the enemy's formation. The light and shadow of her sword danced on the battlefield, taking away an enemy's life with every swing of her sword. Her heroic performance inspired the soldiers around her to fight even more recklessly.
Yue Fei and Wang Zaixing also led their troops to charge on the battlefield. Their tactics were flexible and changeable, leaving Wanyan Zonghan's army overwhelmed. The close cooperation of the three armies put the enemy into a desperate situation.
After a fierce battle, Wanyan Zonghan's army finally could not withstand the attacks of the three armies. Cizhou City's defense line was completely destroyed and the enemy troops fled. Wanyan Zonghan had no choice but to order the entire army to retreat and retreat to Pingyang Mansion.
Wanyan Zonghan's army hurriedly retreated like ghosts in the dusk. The sand and dust blown up by the wind, accompanied by their heavy footsteps, seemed to announce that their defeat was certain. Wanyan Zonghan was riding on a war horse, his face as gloomy as water, and his eyes revealed deep unwillingness and anger.
"General, let's evacuate to Pingyang Mansion?" a deputy general suggested cautiously.
Wanyan Zonghan closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice: "Send the order, and the entire army will withdraw to Pingyang Mansion and prepare for defense."
However, just as they entered Pingyang Mansion and before they had time to rest, the sound of rumbling war drums and shouts of death came from the distance. Wanyan Zonghan looked in horror and saw the army led by Zhao Yingluo coming in like a torrent, with momentum like a rainbow.
"They are coming!" There was a panic in Pingyang Mansion.
Wanyan Zonghan gritted his teeth, and a flash of fierceness flashed in his eyes: "We can't sit still and wait for death! Send the order, and the entire army will withdraw to Taiyuan!"
In the night, Wanyan Zonghan's army embarked on the road to escape again. Their figures looked increasingly desolate and embarrassed in the moonlight.
Under the city of Taiyuan, fighting raged. Zhao Yingluo, wearing armor and holding a long sword, stood at the forefront and commanded the battle. His gaze was firm and sharp, as if it could penetrate layers of fog and pierce the enemy's heart.
"General, the enemy can't hold on, what should we do?" a general asked anxiously.
Zhao Yingluo took a deep breath and stared into the distance: "Send the order, the whole army is preparing to attack the city! Today we must attack Taiyuan in one fell swoop and capture Wanyan Zonghan alive!"
