Along the way, Wang Jian has been fighting to the fullest.

He can rush like a reckless man without hesitation, but once he realizes that there is no chance anymore, he can quickly adjust his mood.

Looking around Shizishan again, he saw a flash of fire somewhere, and then Wang Jian shouted.

"Listen, you Tartars!"

There was no hint of any annoyance in his voice.

There is only the majesty of a hero.

"If you don't sleep, I will take Meng Ge's head sooner or later!"

"Sooner or later, Meng Ge will be killed!"

The soldiers of the Song Army who were fighting also shouted loudly.

Even if they can't kill Meng Ge tonight, they will still severely damage the morale of the Mongolian army.

Only by leading the soldiers to fight out again can Meng Ge always be fearful.

This is the "smart" side of Wang Jian as the defender of Diaoyu City.

"Walk!"

Wang Jian gave the order, the whistle sounded, and the Song army quickly turned around.

This change of formations in and out shows Wang Jian's rigorous military management. These elite disciplines have surpassed the cowardly Xue army.

Li Xia's hundred men were nowhere to be found, but Yi Shiying's two hundred death squads only suffered casualties of more than twenty when they attacked.

Even so, once the retreat began, a large number of casualties quickly occurred.

One by one, the soldiers fell, and more than a hundred people rushed left and right in the camp, trying to break out of Shizi Mountain before being surrounded.

"The Song people are leaving!"

Gu La was furious.

Generally speaking, the most important thing tonight is to protect the Great Khan. Seeing that the Song army is about to withdraw, the Mongolian generals are unwilling to pursue him.

It is the proper thing to go to the Great Khan to plead guilty and repay one's merits.

However, the reason why Brother Meng personally stood there and made a long speech was that he would never allow the Song army to come and go freely.

If so, is it any different from giving him a hard slap?

Gu La understood the anger of the Great Khan, so he ordered the timid Xue army to kill him.

He must annihilate all the Song army here

"Keep them!"

In the night, the Mongolian army surrounded the Song army like a black tide.

Xiang Hou felt very, very sorry.

He was one of the first generals to stand up when Wang Jian ordered him to be a general. Because his whole family lived in Diaoyu City, he was really willing to risk his life to kill Meng Ge and relieve the crisis in Diaoyu City.

If you ask him what he wants to say to the Mongol Khan, it would be "Massacre the city? I will massacre you first!"

Tonight, Xiang Hou was so close that he wanted to rush forward and give it another try.

But since Wang Jian judged that there was no chance, Xiang Hou was unwilling to give in. Out of his belief in Wang Jian, he could only turn around and fight out.

He is not afraid of death.

But Wang Jian said, "If things don't work out, we have to fight with all our strength. This will be another blow to the Mongolian army."

Xiang Hou is very obedient.

He knew that Wang Jian was injured, so he strode to the front.

Soon, he met Atachi's defense line again.

Xiang Hou is not afraid of Atachi. He just came here to kill him and now he wants to kill him back again.

"Dog Tartar! I can come when I want and leave when I want!"

"Again?"

Atachi is organizing troops from the rear to besiege.

His defense line has been breached once, and this is the second time that the Song Army has attacked his defense line.

Moreover, unlike the heavy siege around Meng Ge, Atachi is already the most scattered and least defensive line of the Mongolian army in the entire Shizishan camp.

The Song army changed their formation much faster than him, and before he could get into formation, they were already killing him.

Atachi was furious and shouted: "Stop them!"

In any case, he can no longer let these Song troops go.

"Ding!"

The Mongolian soldiers held up their round shields and blocked the spears of several Song soldiers.

Xiang Houhu stared wide-eyed, tried hard to put away the spear, and stabbed Atachi again.

But there were too many Mongolian troops, and someone stepped forward and cut off his spear.

"call!"

The scimitar slashed down with the wind, Atachi strode forward and chopped down Xiang Hou.

He raised his finger and pointed at Wang Jian, shouting: "Exiute! Surround them! Kill them all!"

"ah!"

Xiang Hou refused to fall down even when he was about to die. He pounced on Atachi again, spitting blood on his face.

Atachi didn't expect General Song to be so tenacious. Blood was sprayed on his face and he was slashed hard with the scimitar.

"Let's go! Let's go! Don't let the Tatars leave you Tatars alone."

Xiang Hou's voice finally stopped abruptly.

Atachi's face was covered with blood, and he roared: "Stop!"

No matter how brave the warriors of the Song Army were, they were still small in number, far, far fewer than the Mongolian Army.

Although the initial fierce offensive was able to kill the Mongolian army into chaos, once the Mongolian army withstood it bit by bit, the numerical gap began to quickly appear.

The Mongolian army finally stabilized their position and began to surround and kill them.

Sudden.

"Kill!"

On the other side of the mountain road, nearly a hundred people appeared out of nowhere.

These people were all wearing Mongolian armor, with only half of their bodies covered in red cloth, and they inserted themselves diagonally into Atache's line.

"It's Song Jun!"

"Eh Xiute! There is Song Army again!"

This was the third time tonight that Atachi was killed by the Song army.

The defense line had not yet been completely organized. He was ordering his soldiers to block Wang Jian with all his strength, without guarding against both sides.

There was chaos immediately.

Atachi turned his head and saw a strong figure stabbing several Mongolian soldiers with his sword, and was almost to his side.

"Cooperate with General Li and kill this Mongolian general."

Atachi's face showed a fierce look, he stabilized his lower body, raised his scimitar, and gathered strength.

Just waiting for the opponent to arrive in front of him, he slashed down with his scimitar.

He was very confident in this sword and wanted to split the Song general into two pieces.

"puff!"

The tip of the sword has pierced Atachi's throat, quickly, accurately and steadily.

"Well"

Li Xia stabbed Atachi to death with one sword.

Crisp and neat.

He quickly took another look at the situation in Shizi Mountain. Seeing the heavy troops surrounding Meng Ge's tent, he decisively gave up his plan to continue killing Meng Ge.

"Cover General Wang to break out!"

Li Xia's hundred men were considered a fresh force. They immediately broke through the defense line on the hillside and let Wang Jian rush to the camp gate first, while he led his men to block Gu La's pursuers.

"You go first!"

Wang Jian did not ask Li Xia where he had just gone or whether he had succeeded, but he decisively led his men towards the camp gate.

"Let's go! Come back next time"
To be continued...