Lee Bao's surprise attack was exceptionally successful.

This time, Zhang Rong brought over a hundred small boats, thirty paddle wheelers, and adding Lee Bao's own small detachment, totaling no less than five thousand sailors and boatmen. Yet, he allocated almost half of this manpower, two thousand men, to Lee Bao for a rear flanking maneuver and landing. Once ashore, these two thousand sailors, with wet linen cloths tied over their faces, surged into the water encampment from the land side. The Jin soldiers on the shore within the camp immediately lost control and were swiftly subjected to slaughter.

Ultimately, it was the power of the fire that proved decisive. Although the fire primarily consumed the densely packed ships in the river, its impact on the shore wasn't as intense… especially since the Jin army used the Yellow River's embankment as a natural wall for the water encampment and port, making it inherently fire-resistant… But while the embankment resisted the flames, the Jin soldiers on the shore were utterly bewildered by the blaze.

There was no help for it; it was too terrifying.

It must be understood that in matters of war, the power of heaven and earth comes first. Only when a nation is at its zenith, with harmonious governance, strong generals and soldiers, and everyone like a dragon, can one grit their teeth and strive with all their might, perhaps then daring to utter the phrase, "Man will conquer heaven."

Otherwise, not to mention plagues, floods, landslides, or tsunamis, even a cold wave or heatwave, or even ordinary meteors or plum rains, could easily be equivalent to hundreds of thousands of troops.

Even further, a mountain or a river standing there, doing nothing at all, is enough to play a significant role militarily.

And below the dangers of heaven and earth, is the ruthlessness of water and fire.

This water doesn't need to be a natural disaster of the scale of floods or tsunamis. Simply block a dam, build a levee, and release it one day, and it will be enough to cause tens of thousands of elite troops to rout. And similarly, once a fire starts, no elite armored soldiers, no mangan moukes, no battle-hardened warriors are of any use.

Even if the Imperial Bodyguard, which recently achieved a nearly 20% casualty ratio in Dongping and received extreme recognition from Emperor Zhao, were here, it wouldn't help. Even if Wanyan Loushi's personal troops were here, it still wouldn't help!

In fact, after the paddle wheelers lined up and fired gunpowder packets with a range of three to four hundred paces over their heads, the Jin army commander, Da Ao, was already in a state of bewildered confusion. He was then forcibly dragged down from the old embankment by several trusted personal guards.

Upon reaching the shore, he turned back to look and saw fire rising on both sides of the port, smoke billowing everywhere. This former Jin army commander, now a direct subordinate of Daming Prefecture, was already at a loss. Although he tried to issue several orders to fight the fire and counterattack, how could such a fire be stopped?

Not only that, but seeing that the fire had spread, turning the water portion of the entire water encampment into a sea of flames, Da Ao completely panicked and almost fled. And when the sound of battle cries rose again from the embankment behind him to the southeast, with fire in front of him and soldiers behind him, he simply abandoned the battle, left the water encampment behind, and turned to flee from the northeast entrance… In all fairness, it wasn't entirely his fault, because the current scene of water and fire was even more frightening to this Bohai nobleman than the tens of thousands of troops spread out before him at the Battle of Changshe.

He wasn't willing to fight desperately in the past, so why would he persevere today?

Da Ao fled in disarray, taking some elite troops with him, without even having time to get his horse. Only three to five hundred routed soldiers escaped from the northeast corner of the water encampment, heading east towards Puyang.

However, after only traveling three or five li, he came to his senses and looked back at the water encampment. He saw thick smoke billowing there, reaching straight into the sky with a cloud-like quality, almost obscuring the sky. It was more noticeable than any beacon tower, but he also felt fear in his heart… However, after leaving the battlefield, Da Ao wasn't afraid of the fire anymore, but of military law.

Da Ao was originally a defeated general who had been punished. Before the Battle of Yanling-Changshe, he was a high-ranking Bohai nobleman with a command of ten thousand households. After the battle, he was demoted to a garrison commander in Daming Prefecture for his defeat, losing his regular field army authority, but his title remained.

However, wasn't it because this person later refused to accept the punishment and often relied on his status as a Bohai nobleman to act erratically in Daming Prefecture, pointing at Liu Yu's affair and Tartar's handling while drinking, and talking nonsense?

It was fine if those words reached Wushu and Tartar's families, but later, after they reached Prime Minister Wanyan Zonghan, who was gradually gaining power in the country, they angered this powerful minister who couldn't tolerate a speck of dust in his eyes.

As a result, an order from the Metropolitan General's Office came down, and this guy was directly demoted to a boat watchman.

You have to say, since then, he has been much more honest.

Back to the present, although this year is a so-called warm winter, the warm refers to the kind where rivers do not completely freeze. In the morning, the well water in the villages on both sides of the Yellow River still freezes, and frozen pork can still be stored in cellars.

Therefore, Da Ao was baked until his face was red and his ears were red, and his beard and hair were scorched, completely disheveled. But after escaping halfway, he looked back and felt the winter chill, and shivered for a while… If he just left like this, Wanyan Zonghan would probably kill him with a military order!

However, with such a fire and the Song army's divine descent, Da Ao, who couldn't understand how the Song army conjured up such a large-scale navy, had completely lost his courage and dared not turn back.

Therefore, under the clear blue sky, this former general who commanded ten thousand troops actually stood like an idiot with hundreds of routed soldiers in the wilderness between Puyang City and Xiao Wu Suo, staring at the fire in a daze, unable to advance or retreat.

However, this scene did not last long, because as Zhang Rong thought, such a successful fire attack had already alarmed the Puyang garrison twenty miles away at the moment of success.

The Puyang garrison was also stunned, of course. They also couldn't imagine that the Song army would dare to cross the river and take the initiative to attack.

However, the garrison commander, Gao Jingshan, was a cautious but decisive general. After his initial shock, he determined that it must be a Song army raid, but the number of troops shouldn't be too large. Therefore, he hastily gathered the two mangan around the city, tried to find warhorses, and then hastily put on his armor and personally led the troops to assist, hoping to salvage the situation.

Halfway there, he encountered Da Ao, whose beard had been burned clean, but who was still shivering there.

Gao Jingshan, seeing the former Bohai nobleman in such a state, was both shocked and felt a bit of pity for him. He took the initiative to dismount, handed over the water bag he was carrying, and comforted him with kind words and inquiries.

"So, the Song army is a large fleet, a large number of troops came down the river from upstream, launched a surprise attack?" After hearing some intelligence from Da Ao's disjointed words, Gao Jingshan looked at the raging fire at Xiao Wu Suo, and the ashes that gradually appeared in the air, and frowned incessantly. "There are as many as fifty or sixty paddle wheelers that can carry cannons, and two or three hundred ordinary small boats of three to five zhang? And the water route was set on fire, and no less than five thousand troops launched a surprise attack from behind, with tens of thousands of people launching simultaneously on land and water, so they succeeded in an instant?"

"If it weren't for that, why would I be in this state?" Da Ao took a few sips of wine, and his body warmed up a little, but he stomped his feet repeatedly. "I only had two thousand soldiers, and I was suddenly blocked in the water encampment by the Southern Song navy, attacked on three sides… In water combat, we have no hope compared to the Southerners. Originally, we could fight desperately on land, but the fire was too big, baking over from the river. We simply couldn't stand on the side bordering the old Yellow River course. With such a divine power, it's more accurate to say that we were driven out by the fire than by the Southern Song army."

Gao Jingshan was silent for a moment.

Gao Jingshan is a man of hidden talent. In another timeline, this person, as a member of an ethnic minority, was a Jin army general in the early stage, and then stood firm in the brutal and bloody factional struggles within the Jin Dynasty. Even during the reign of Hailing King Wanyan Liang, this person was still a high-level official in the Jin army, and was indeed a character.

Therefore, at this moment, after hearing Da Ao's words, he already had his own guesses and decisions.

First of all, no matter what, the Song army's surprise attack this time was unprecedented. The sense of shock brought about by the sudden appearance of naval power and the courage to take the initiative to attack the Jin army in Hebei was unparalleled.

It really was unparalleled. This kind of fact that suddenly appears in front of you, but you can't understand, is the same for everyone.

Da Ao was shocked by this, so how could Gao Jingshan not be shocked? Da Ao was afraid and panicked because of this, so how could Gao Jingshan not have some fear and suspicion?

Secondly, in addition to fear, he didn't completely believe Da Ao's words, because reason told him that even if the Song army came to raid, they couldn't have so many troops, and then be able to launch a three-sided attack at the same time. What, there are five thousand troops just for the land attack… Five thousand in total is more like it.

However, some of the words could not be disbelieved, such as the installation of small and lightweight cannons on paddle wheelers, and the launching of mud pellets and gunpowder packets with a very long range… Many Jin army generals who experienced the siege of Nanyang had some descriptions of these things, and Jin veteran general Chizhan Hui even gave everyone a reminder with his life.

As for the fire spreading uncontrollably, faster than oil, they had already encountered it during the Jingkang period, not to mention the visible raging fire.

Therefore, Gao Jingshan quickly came to a conclusion in his heart:

First, the water encampment and ships were already beyond saving. This was a typical case of the power of water and fire, and the Song army had already succeeded. No matter how much he tried to remedy the situation now, he couldn't escape the result of this battle being a major defeat. Forcing his way into the muddy water would probably only get him into trouble.

Second, the Song army's strength was not large, and some troops still remained in the land part of the water encampment, engaging in close combat, so there was still some room for maneuver.

Third, as the garrison commander of Puyang, even if he didn't want to wade into the muddy water, he still had to make a gesture, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain to Grand Marshal Wanyan Zonghan at the Metropolitan General's Office.

With this in mind, this Jin army commander spoke kindly to the 'Bohai nobleman' in front of him: "General Da, I have something to say, but I'm afraid you won't want to hear it…"

How could Da Ao not know what the other party meant? He quickly took a few more gulps of wine and stomped his feet even more: "How could I not know what General Gao means? But today's defeat is definitely not because I didn't want to fight, didn't dare to fight…"

"It's good that General Da understands." Gao Jingshan's expression didn't change, and he interrupted the other party in the wilderness. "But our friendship is here, and I can't not give General Da a hand! According to General Da, the ships in the water are already beyond saving, but the Song army probably still has some infantry in the water encampment. How about this, I hastily came to support, and the main force is still gathering behind us, and I don't know when it will arrive. There are only two mangan by my side… but that's enough."

Da Ao wanted to say something, but hesitated.

"General Da, this is not a time for you to choose." Gao Jingshan reminded him sternly. "I will now give you Moliye's mangan, and you will lead them and your routed soldiers to counterattack the camp. If you can gain something, you might be able to atone for your sins!"

Da Ao was half grateful, half hesitant: "That's true, but what about the fire right now? Can we really stand firm if we rush in?"

"Isn't General Da asking the obvious?" Gao Jingshan immediately sneered. "When you counterattack now, it will be the turn of those Song troops to be in your previous situation. There is fire in the river, and our Jin elite is attacking from behind. It will be they who can't stand firm… We will use the fire to sandwich them!"

Da Ao finally understood and stomped his feet for the third time.

Then, without saying anything, he simply raised the wine bag, took a big gulp, and then, with bloodshot eyes, directly got on Gao Jingshan's horse. He didn't even say thank you, and just summoned the mangan named Moliye and his routed soldiers and rushed towards the water encampment.

Seeing this, Gao Jingshan didn't care at all. He just casually found a horse and mounted it, and then ordered the scattered soldiers to search for the escaped routed soldiers, while slowly driving the remaining mangan, following the raging fire at Xiao Wu Suo at a leisurely pace.

Back and forth, the sky gradually turned west, and at Xiao Wu Suo, the fire in the river subsided slightly, but the ashes became more and more numerous.

Zhang Rong, the leader of Zhang Da, had already personally abandoned his ship and landed on the embankment after Li Bao broke into the water encampment. He then found a clean and suitable place in the angle between the old and new embankments, slightly to the east, and placed a small stool.

Then, while covering his face, he sat upright on the embankment, overlooking the inside and outside of the water encampment, which was already somewhat gray, not knowing whether he was observing the battle situation that could not be observed at all.

And beside him, there was only his son-in-law, Yu Yunwen, holding a large flag with the character "Zhang" in one hand, and learning from his father-in-law, using linen cloth soaked in river water to cover his nose and mouth, standing by his side.

The latter was the first important military order issued by Zhang Rong after agreeing to Li Bao's landing assault, when negotiating the combat plan. Not only the assault troops, but everyone else was also ordered to do so. If there was no cloth, they had to tear open their clothes and wet them… Yu Yunwen was stimulated by the smell of roasting meat in the fire, vomited non-stop, and didn't remember much of what followed, only remembering this military order and the subsequent flag-carrying order.

It was in such a scene, under the ashes and fire, that more than a thousand Jin cavalry suddenly came galloping from the northeast.

The leading mangan, named Moliye, saw the flag here from afar, and the flag's system was extraordinary. Knowing that it was a Song army high official, he gave a whistle, leading a hundred or two cavalry to turn towards this side, wanting to capture the person first.

Unexpectedly, just as these guys turned towards the embankment, when they were still hundreds of paces away, dozens of mud pellets mixed with gunpowder packets were fired together from behind the flag, causing the dense Jin cavalry to be caught off guard and panic.

At the same time, hundreds of leather-armored soldiers suddenly poured out from behind the embankment, each holding a powerful crossbow, waiting in formation.

The mangan Moliye's face was splashed by the shattered mud pellets, and swelled up a lot. He was angry and frustrated, but seeing this, he could only return to his team in embarrassment.

Da Ao, who was suppressing the formation in the rear, twitched his eyes, but angrily stepped forward and scolded: "How can you be so stupid? Didn't you say there are cannons in the river? Don't care about this side, just dismount and break into the water encampment, there are Song troops in the water encampment!"

The surrounding and front Jin cavalry, hearing the military order, just turned their heads and looked coldly, and Moliye even roared presumptuously in anger, like a beast howling.

Da Ao knew that he had spoken without thinking, and quickly corrected himself in shame: "I drank too much wine, and I was also anxious… Brothers, please dismount and enter the camp to fight on foot with me. After the battle, I will not only not take any spoils of war, but also take gold and silver from my home to thank you all! Brother Moliye, I will definitely give you an extra reward afterwards!"

After saying that, this person took the initiative to dismount, personally holding a short weapon and leading his personal guards into the water encampment full of flying ashes, and Moliye smiled coldly, dismounted and led his troops to attack.

Seeing this scene from afar, Yu Yunwen on the embankment was shocked for a while, and went to look at his cheap father-in-law, but Zhang Rong just sat upright covering his nose. Not only that, but the hundreds of armored soldiers also silenced their flags and drums, and returned to the embankment to cover their noses and rest.

In this way, for a full quarter of an hour, hearing the sounds of fighting rising and falling in the water encampment full of smoke, ashes and fire, it was obvious that Li Bao's troops were fighting with these suddenly joined reinforcements. Zhang Rong calmly turned his head and ordered:

"Raise the flag for me!"

Yu Yunwen didn't care about covering his nose and mouth, and quickly raised the flag and tried to shake it vigorously… At this time, this clever new scholar realized that the reason his father-in-law asked him to be here was not because he felt sorry for him for getting seasick, but because he liked his tall stature, so he could hold the flag higher when shaking it!

Once Zhang Rong's command flag was waved, the river suddenly became busy. First, several Song army navy flag bearers hidden in the old embankment… that is, the incomplete embankment of the old Yellow River course, which was also the natural outer wall of the Jin army's water encampment… were reminded by their partners in the river, and almost all of them went ashore, facing the remaining power of the fire, and waved various flags in their hands towards the water encampment.

And the soldiers on the paddle wheelers in the river also shouted and cheered vigorously, seemingly calling for something.

Yu Yunwen, his face covered with dust, was puzzled for a while.

But only for a moment. Soon, the leather-armored short-weapon soldiers who had broken into the water encampment earlier followed the sound and flags, and broke out of the gray and hot water encampment, escaped from the embankment, and returned to the river to rest with the help of the supporting ships.

Curious and turning his head, Yu Yunwen clearly saw that as soon as these people returned to the river, their first reaction was not to bandage their wounds, but to wash and wet their face-covering linen cloth in the cold river water.

That's not all. Almost at the same time, Xiao En, the water army commander under Zhang Rong, who was originally waiting for orders in the river, had already come behind Zhang Rong at some point. At this time, he led more than a thousand leather-armored warriors who had been recuperating for a long time, also with wet linen cloths wrapped around their faces, and calmly landed from behind Zhang Rong.

Then, they surged past Yu Yunwen, who was stunned and just shaking the flag mechanically, and attacked the water encampment from the southeast for the second time, making a comeback.

"Stop it!"

Seeing Li Bao and Xiao En advancing and retreating along the embankment, continuing to maintain the state of surprise attack while using the control of the waterway and the embankment to complete the rotation, Zhang Rong naturally remembered to care for his son-in-law. "Go wash the linen cloth in the river… and wash it for your father-in-law… and then come back up."

Yu Yunwen had already been fascinated by what he saw, and with a state of excitement, he hurried down to wash the linen cloth for himself and Zhang Rong, and then came up again to hold the flag.

Then, while handing over the wet linen cloth, this young scholar couldn't help but ask: "Grand Commandant… this kind of easy rotation and withdrawal by taking advantage of the water, although not as exquisite as the Crescent Moon Formation, can be considered a great skill. Is there a name for it?"

"Although I don't know what a Crescent Moon Formation is, this trick still has a saying." Grand Commandant Zhang, who received the wet cloth, sat as usual and said slowly. "We in the Water Margin have always called it a water wheel… You vomited badly before, so you didn't hear it."

In this way, Xiao En led his troops to break into the water encampment again, and the sounds of fighting rose again in the gray and fiery water encampment, and Yu Yunwen was at a loss for a moment because of a 'water wheel'.

And just as Zhang and Yu's father-in-law and son-in-law were discussing the essence of military strategy, two miles away to the northeast, under the increasingly gray sky, Gao Jingshan, facing the increasingly flourishing ashes, quickly received a report on the military situation ahead - the scouts could not see the Song army in the water encampment withdrawing from the embankment, but they could see the Song army in the river pouring out from the east side of the embankment and pouring into the camp.

Without any analysis, it was known that Da Ao and Moliye were going to have trouble, because now it was their turn to be sandwiched by the fire and the assault troops.

But unexpectedly, Gao Jingshan remained calm, and still stationed his horse in the slightly dark wilderness, watching the sky full of flying catkins without saying a word.

After waiting for a while, as another group of scouts returned, reporting the approximate number of Song army ships on the main Yellow River channel, the Jin army commander finally spoke:

"Gao Long!"

Another Bohai clan mangan accompanying him quickly stepped forward and cupped his hands to receive orders.

"The situation is already clear." Gao Jingshan reigned in his horse and said calmly, explaining clearly. "The Song army only has five or six thousand people. The first wave and the one that just went in should be one or two thousand people. Counting the manpower they use to operate the ships, this is already the limit… In theory, I should let you attack and completely bury the two groups of Song troops in the water encampment. But it's already late, the winter days get dark quickly, and the fire is still not weakening, and there are more and more catkins. The embankment and the river channel are also under their control… So if you go over there, fight if you can, and it would be great if our main force came to the source. But if you find it difficult, you don't have to be reluctant to fight. As long as you break through the second wave of reinforcements, gather Moliye, and then bring them out, it will be considered a meritorious service! Go, I will be here guarding the defeated soldiers and gathering the troops, waiting for you to come back."

That Gao Long was obviously Gao Jingshan's confidant. He just cupped his hands slightly, and then led his troops to gallop eastward.

One mangan is a thousand people, most of them are cavalry under the standard mangan-mouke system, and a small part are Han army conscript soldiers. But this time, in order to provide rapid support, Gao Jingshan even carried warhorses for the Han army conscript soldiers. Therefore, once the military order was issued, the momentum was truly like a thousand cavalry sweeping across the plains, and followed the path of the previous mangan to the water encampment.

As Gao Jingshan said, the winter days get dark very quickly, and at this time, the catkins were becoming more and more lush, and the sky also appeared to be gradually darkening, but such movement could not be concealed at all… On the embankment, Zhang Rong and Yu Yunwen saw clearly. Among them, the latter was only a person who had been on the battlefield for the first time, and was still as frightened as before.

"Wave the flag!" Seeing the Jin army dismounting and pouring into the water encampment from the northeast, Zhang Rong still didn't panic, and waited for a while before issuing the order.

Yu Yunwen panicked for a moment, but still waved the flag hurriedly.

And this time, the movement was still the same. Above the embankment, the other flag bearers echoed together, and the river was cheering for a while… Yu Yunwen was a little puzzled. Last time he waved the flag, Xiao En led his troops to block the Jin army. Now that he was waving the flag, who could go?

With this in mind, this young scholar could not help but turn his head again, and saw a person in leather armor, holding a short weapon, and wrapped in a wet cloth coming from behind him.

When he got closer, Yu Yunwen could see clearly that this person was none other than Li Bao, who had retreated to the river earlier!

Xiao En fought and retreated, relying on the cover of the cannons on the paddle wheelers in the river, and calmly climbed the embankment to rest. And Li Bao, who had rested for a moment, and the troops who had withdrawn earlier, turned from the river to this side, and then poured onto the embankment again, repeating the old trick, and pounced straight at the water encampment.

And this time, Yu Yunwen finally realized why this tactic was called a 'water wheel'.

The scene in front of him was not like a water wheel constantly turning under the impact of the Yellow River, and then allowing his own troops to always be in a superior offensive state by taking advantage of the water?

And he originally wanted to persuade his cheap father-in-law to transport some Song troops over from the other side of the river… After the fire earlier, many Song troops had gathered on the south bank of the Yellow River to watch the battle… But thinking that the ships were limited, and once the Jin army's main reinforcements arrived, it would be difficult to retreat cleanly, he hesitated and didn't make a decision.

But who would have thought that this Grand Commandant Zhang, this Grand Leader Zhang, was so capable on the water? If Yu Yunwen's previous claim that this water rotation technique was comparable to the Crescent Moon Formation was flattering his father-in-law, then at this time, he completely believed that some things were indeed a great skill!

Back to the present, Li Bao once again broke into the water encampment from the rear. The Jin army was in chaos in the camp and didn't know how many Song troops had come. They only felt that the impact from behind was continuous, forcing them towards the riverbank. And the riverbank was hot and had a lot of ash, making it difficult to breathe, and it was indeed difficult to stand firm.

In fact, there were not even three or five rotations. Before sunset, as Xiao En broke in for the second time, that is, this water wheel turned two full circles with the Yellow River embankment as the axis, the Jin army reinforcements who were repeatedly slapped in the water encampment could no longer hold on… They were really not slapped to death by the Song army. It was more accurate to say that they were forced to lose their combat effectiveness by their own iron armor, by the ash in the air, and by the heat of the fire that was difficult to descend… They really didn't expect the ash to have such power. As for the temperature and iron armor, they originally expected to hit with one blow, but they didn't expect it to become a burden.

Two mangan, Gao Long and Moliye, joined forces and tried their best to lead the remaining soldiers out, while Da Ao was seen with his own eyes and beheaded by the Song army in the chaotic battle.

In response, Gao Jingshan, the Jin army commander who was standing on the northeast side of the water encampment, leading a group of remnants and guarding thousands of warhorses, could only stand silently covering his nose, listening to the faint shouts of killing coming from the water encampment… Those were the scattered Jin soldiers who were trapped in the water encampment by the smoke, ashes and high temperature, like Da Ao. The number was unknown, and it could only be determined after checking the bodies afterwards.

Gradually, the setting sun was fully displayed, and the wide Yellow River channel was filled with red light. Although there was not much open fire in Xiao Wu Suo on the Hebei side, it was still red and hot, and the sky full of ashes brought a different color to the world.

At this time, the Jin army's main force finally came to support, and Zhang Rong, who was sitting on the embankment, also calmly ordered to withdraw troops and return to the river.

For a moment, cheers resounded on the river, and the several Song army forces that had gathered on the south bank of the Yellow River also learned of their victory and echoed each other from afar.

And seeing the various units turning back, Zhang Rong, who had been sitting for a long time, finally put away his stool and prepared to be the last one to withdraw and board the ship.

However, just at this moment, a Jin army rider without armor, taking advantage of the last bit of light, came galloping towards the ashes, holding a white flag. Reaching the front, the white cloth was already mottled with ash, but he managed to stop his horse a bow's length away, and then, taking advantage of the gap in the cheers, shouted loudly: "The guarding minister of the Golden State's Kaide Prefecture, Commander Gao Jingshan, has a question: What is the name of the Song army's naval commander, can you leave your name?!"

Zhang Rong, sitting on the embankment with his chest open for half a day, his face and body covered with black ash, heard the words and threw down the linen cloth that had long been dry and unbearable in his hand, and then suddenly turned his head.

The nearby cheering soldiers on the river could see clearly by the light, and based on instinct, they all froze, and then it spread to almost all the soldiers on the river… And in a moment of silence, Yu Yunwen, who had also turned into an ash man, but only had a white mouth and nose, also hurriedly raised the flag and stood firm again.

"Go back and tell that Gao, there's no need to ask who I am!" Zhang Rong was already black-faced, and he didn't look any different when covered in black ash, so he just put one hand on his hip and pointed the other hand remotely, using the voice he used to sing fishing songs on Water Margin Mountain to respond loudly. "As long as you goddamn bastards remember, it's not up to you Jin people to have the last word on the Yellow River in the future, that's all!"

After saying that, he took his son-in-law down the embankment and boarded the ship, and then hundreds of ships started one after another in the river, the waves shimmering, returning to the south of the river. And around this Grand Commandant, Commissioner, and Imperial Army Navy Commander, under the leadership of Commander Xiao En, who was personally rowing a small boat, a fishing song was gradually sung.

As the saying goes:

"Grandpa was born in Liangshan Marsh, and his nature is to kill.

I have cut down unrighteous men in bloody fights, and killed Jin generals like birds.

Heroes don't know how to read poetry, they only live in Liangshan Marsh.

Once they enter the Yellow River, they will rampage across the world."

The envoy was initially confused by the scolding for a while, but at this time, hearing this song, he was shocked… Who in the Jin Dynasty didn't know the name of Zhang Rong of Liangshan Marsh, and the Battle of Suotou Shoal?

So he hurried back to report.

However, there was no need for him to report. The song was long and resounding on both sides of the Yellow River. Gao Jingshan, who was in the distance and heard the fishing song, had already been relieved - if it was Zhang Rong of Liangshan Marsh in person, presumably the Metropolitan General's Office would tolerate this defeat to some extent, right?

Before sunset, the Song army's navy had easily crossed the Yellow River and returned to the south bank.

A moment later, the sun set and it was dark, and both sides completely ceased fighting. Only the Yellow River, reflecting the dim light, flowed between the two sides forever, day and night.

ps: Continue to sacrifice the new book "This Ming Dynasty is Too Fierce"... Interested students can take a look.