Jiaoshan has already made a desperate gamble! He ignored the opposition of Huduhu and Zhuosi, and at the same time gathered 1,000 Zhuosi's army. Huduhu's Mongolian army and 1,000 Han army retreated to revive the situation, formed three different square formations at the same time, and then launched an attack on the central car formation from the left, middle and right sides at the same time! Zheng Yunming cursed: "It's really a desperate rush!" Although his words were indecent, Jiaoshan's biggest enemy has indeed become time. Even if he pays more casualties, he must force Zheng Yunming to retreat and escape.

Wu Qian looked anxiously at the attack and defense of the car formation, and was very worried. He admired the courage of Zhao Zhengzhi. If it were him, he would definitely not dare to let Zheng Yunming go out of the city to fight. Xiao Zhao Zhengzhi said that his experience in the officialdom was not bad, and he should understand the position of Zheng Zhengzhi in the entire Lin'an officialdom. At this time, Zhengzhi's official at the Song Dynasty was far more important to the entire Song Dynasty court than the deputy governor of Jing and E. Simply put, it is now a period when Siming people were in a strong position in the officialdom. Although the emperor was tough and refused to admit his mistake, after this autumn defense, he would have to adjust the political situation in Lin'an again. Among the Siming people, there would be an important official to enter the government affairs hall with great potential. The most likely Siming people must be behind Jinghu at this moment.

The supervising army of Jinghu, Shi Songzhi, who supervised the war, replaced Wei Leweng with the young and strong and long-term management of Jinghu for this position, was based on actual needs, but it may not be a blessing for the emperor. If there was no major mistake in preventing autumn this time, even if many people and property were plundered by the Mongols, Shi Songzhi was still a meritorious minister in the field of defense. Although the emperor's attitude was already very obvious, the pressure of the entire political situation would inevitably push Shi Songzhi into the office of the State Council. Although Qiao Xingjian has been the reserve candidate for the prime minister for many years, the power of the anti-Siming people is weak and divided at this moment, and no one can give the calm Qiao Gongyu real support. The emperor still has only one person trusted, that is, Zheng Qingzhi, who lives hiding at home.

But at this subtle moment, Zheng Qingzhi's second son was commanding the enemy at the forefront of Jinghu. At this time, Zheng Xiangzhi's legitimate son's bloodline plays an important role in Zheng and Shi, who are at both ends of the balance. If Zheng Yunming shines and heats under Xiangyang City, both Shi and Zheng will also add a significant weight to the political balance, and will have an impact on the overall political situation that no one can predict. On the other hand, if Zheng Yunming was killed or captured by the enemy at Xiangyang City, Zheng Qingzhi is no less than the pain of extermination, and Shi Xiangzhi will probably be the rift of the murderer who murdered Zheng Xianggong's parent-child, and although he made great contributions, he could not be promoted to the political affairs hall smoothly. However, for the emperor, whether Zheng Yunming survived to become a hero of the entire Song Dynasty or died under the hands of the Mongolians, he seemed to be able to gain his own political interests from it.

But for Wu Qian, who was temporarily out of political struggle, he had already developed friendship with this wonderful but humble and funny official in just a few months. From the standpoint of the country, he was even more unwilling to let the most promising young general of the Song Dynasty lose his best when his sharp edge suddenly appears. You must know that twenty years later, maybe thirty years later, if nothing unexpected happens, he will occupy an important position in the officialdom, and Zheng Yunming at that time will definitely become the commander of the entire Song Dynasty. At least for now, no one can match him. At that time, they will support the sky of Jiangnan with both literature and martial arts, or there will be a little chance to realize the long-cherished wish of thousands of scholars over the past three hundred years. Restore Heshuo and go straight to Yanyun. With him alone, Wu Qian, he dare not have this dream, but it is not impossible to have Zheng Yunming here.

He must not sit idly by the glorious future that was easily ruined by Zhao Jingzhang. He turned around and said anxiously: "The enemy has gathered up. Should we go out of the city to support General Zheng?"

Zhao Kui picked up a command arrow from the desk, then slowly put it down, and said in a deep voice: "Now is not the time!"

He knew the importance of Zheng Yunming better than Wu Qian. But what he knew better was that now was not the time to attack. Now, it was not the time when the enemy exhausted his physical strength and began to fall. This was a critical moment for the patience and will of the commanders of both sides of the school. He could only believe in Zheng Yunming wholeheartedly, and believed that Zheng Yunming would not collapse before the moment when the turning point came. If the bet wins Xiangyang, he would at least win half a month of breathing time. If Zheng Yunming can't hold on, he would at least be able to save the life of the little official.

Having said that, the battlefield situation has changed rapidly, and the risk that Xiao Zhao's commander wanted to take is not small. Seeing the Mongolian brigade of hiking soldiers surrounding Zheng Yunming's car array from three sides, the central car array is like a crumbling island in the raging waves, and may be flooded by enemies like sea water at any time. Zheng Yunming may have his life been dealt with by a sudden knife at any time. Where can he send reinforcements from the city?

As dusk approaches, this is the most intense moment of the entire day of battle. Thousands of Mongolian troops dismounted and siege around a Song army's chariot formation. Thousands of Song army also insisted on their full strength and started a melee with the enemy inside and outside the chariot formation. Both sides knew the hard work and bloody battle of the day. The final result was only judging the performance of the last hour. On both sides of the central chariot formation, the horses of the chariots had been broken, and the caltrops had been swept away by the infantry. The adjacent chariot formation kept firing the generals.

Cannons and muskets desperately shot the Mongolian infantry surrounding the central chariot formation with strong crossbows. They understood that the chief general of the army was at the most dangerous time. If Zheng Yunming had a slight mistake, perhaps the entire Tulong and Zhenwu Army would no longer exist in a short while. The two chariot formations at the far end even opened the chariot chain. The infantry held shields and shouted at the central chariot formation to rescue, but they were soon stopped by the Mongolian cavalry scattered around with fierce assaults.

Zheng Yunming ignored his own soldiers who were surrounded by the enemy. He pushed away the Beiwei soldiers who had stepped forward to stop him, jumped onto the flag cart, and shouted to the messenger: "I'm confused, tell them not to send their lives in the wild in vain, just take good care of themselves!" Seeing one of his own soldiers being stabbed by the swords and guns of the Mongolian cavalry that rushed towards him, Zheng Yunming complained. He also knew that these soldiers would rather risk being trampled by the enemy in the field than to come for reinforcements. However, exposing themselves to the assault of the cavalry is the stupidest behavior. Even if Zheng Yunming is in danger now, he will not allow the practice of violating the art of war.

The commander waving the flag vigorously, conveying a simple signal, not to reinforce, stick to his own formation. However, the soldiers of the deputy commander of Jinge, who have always been disciplined and obeyed the commands of superiors like the way of heaven, tried their best to put the deputy commander's orders aside, and just kept rushing towards the direction of the deputy commander, hoping to exchange their lives for the safety of the chief general.

Zheng Yunming angrily beating the railing of the flag cart and shouted angrily: "What's the use of such a stupid loyal master? We want to fight the Tartars for ten or twenty years, not just today. If we do this in vain, even if we can save my life alone, what's the use of..."

His loud voice suddenly seemed to be cut off, and he suddenly leaned back and fell onto the Lingqi cart.

This sudden change made the entire battlefield quiet for a moment. A Mongolian general stood in the side van on the left and cheered, raising the big bow in his hand high.

Lu Xunzhi gritted his teeth and shouted. He had great eyesight and recognized that this was the general in the front line of the Hu infantry who was walking in the second wave of attacking with a green flag in his hand. Although he could not see his face clearly, his gorgeous wart armor still had agile posture, which left a deep impression on Lu Xunzhi. During the melee, Lu Xunzhi had no time to distinguish his exact position. Unexpectedly, he quietly walked around the left wing of the formation in the chaos, and relied on the side van to seize the commanding heights. He suddenly released a cold arrow from here and shot Zheng Yunming down.

Lu Xunzhi rushed into the flag cart a few times, and shouted loudly as the gathered soldiers of Beiwei who were gathering over. He held Zheng Yunming in his arms and shouted constantly: "Shumou Zheng! Zheng Shumou!" His excited and trembling voice was like a stone thrown into the lake, which soon spread the panic and uneasy atmosphere in the Tulong Army. On the other hand, there were bursts of cheers and cheers in the Mongolian army. The success of this arrow declared that the Mongolians had an absolute advantage in the battle situation. The next thing was just random grass cutting of the Song army.

Lu Xunzhi was still calling Zheng Yunming over and over again, but his eyes were still tightly closed under his iron-gray face. Suddenly, one hand quietly grabbed his robe sleeve.

"Why!" A familiar voice suddenly sounded in Mr. Lu's ears. Seeing Zheng Yunming still closed his eyes, he slowly stretched out his hand to penetrate the armpit on his right side, pulled out a camel bone arrow. This arrow was really dangerous. He just rubbed Zheng Yunming's right rib and stuck between the thin armor and scale armor. If it weren't for his thin armor lined up, this arrow would have hit the ribs.

He slowly opened his eyes and said in a playful tone: "With such good luck, if you are unable to win, wouldn't you be sorry God's blessing?"

He turned over and patted Ren Xiongwei's back, whose tears were still dry, and shouted, "Which bird man gave me an arrow just now, I'll give it back to Yuanshu!"
Chapter completed!