Unexpectedly, the infantry team did not come down to the city. With Ling Yonghe and Fan Guanghe as hostages, they demanded that Fan Sheng lead his army to withdraw from Fengmen Pass. They just stopped at Fan Sheng and others.
After wandering around in front of his eyes for a while, he escorted Ling Yonghe and others away again.
"hateful!"
This only made Fan Sheng almost vomit blood with anger.
In his opinion, this was nothing more than a deliberate show of force by the Liao general! It was trampling on his dignity!
"Give me the order! Hold on until nightfall and prepare to retreat!"
Fan Sheng gritted his teeth.
Fan Guanghe and others were all captured alive, so there was no point in waiting any longer.
"yes!"
The generals immediately agreed without any intention of refuting.
The fighting continued until evening.
The defenders of Fengmen Pass had already retreated to Nancheng District.
In such a war, it is obviously impossible to command the team with just people. Fan Sheng ordered the gold medal, and then he heard someone shouting: "Withdraw! Withdraw! Follow me and withdraw to the south city gate!"
In the still hazy sky, many people were suddenly seen running towards the south gate.
"quick!"
"quick!"
There were constant shouts.
"These big Yu pigs are going to run away!"
"They're retreating!"
"Sons! Follow me and hunt!"
The Liao army was also in a state of excitement.
The scene became increasingly chaotic.
People die all the time.
The entire Fengmen Pass was already filled with the pungent smell of blood.
There is a price to pay for retreating.
Nearly half an hour passed before Fengmenguan gradually became calm.
Looking around, there are only torches swaying in the pass.
Groups of Liao troops were escorting the captured Dayu soldiers.
The wounded but not dead soldiers lying on the ground were even more miserable.
The Liao army would not waste herbs to help them heal their injuries, but would only help them "liberate".
In the sound of wailing and begging for mercy, cold weapons were stabbed into the warm chest.
The shouting stopped abruptly.
City head.
There were more than a dozen people who could be identified by their attire as lieutenant generals of the Liao army, looking down at the scenes wherever they looked.
The middle-aged man in the middle is particularly special.
He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and deep facial features, but he gives off a feminine and restrained feeling. There is no joy or anger on his face, only unquestionable confidence, and a sense of nobility brought about by years of pampering.
This person is none other than Yelu Qiji, the fourth prince of the Liao Kingdom.
"Three days."
Seeing Yelu's gaze looking into the distance, a very burly man next to him grinned and said: "In just three days, His Highness took down Fengmen Pass, which the Chongqing Kingdom claimed to be a copper-walled and iron-walled city.
Twelve thousand were killed and nearly three thousand were captured. He is truly the new God of War of our Daliao Kingdom! When the news of this success is reported back to Bato City, the fourth prince will surely become famous all over the world. Even Your Majesty should be proud of His Highness!
"
Whether he is tall or not and whether he can flatter someone are obviously two different things.
"Yes, when it comes to fighting and strategy, let alone generals of the same age as His Highness, even if we include all of us, we are still not as good as His Highness. After three days of breaking the wind gate, this battle will definitely be recorded in our history.
The History of Daliao!"
"In my opinion, this is nothing to His Highness. Let alone Fengmenguan and Fan Sheng, even the Great Chongqing Kyoto and the military god Liang Shi are still bullshit in front of His Highness!"
Someone took the lead, and for a while the voices started to rise one after another.
However, there was no change on Yelu Qiji's face. It was as if he had not heard these words at all. Only after a few seconds passed, he said calmly: "It was calculated mentally but not intentionally, and so many masters were dispatched, and many soldiers were lost before they could take it."
There's nothing to be proud of when we get down to Fengmen Pass. If you really underestimate the people of Dayu, then I don't think we need to go further into Dayu."
"snort."
He snorted softly, "We should have captured Fengmen Pass overnight, but instead fought for three days and lost more than 10,000 soldiers. This is my fault."
He said it was his fault, but the Liao army generals next to him who had been spitting just now all turned red and speechless.
Winning Fengmenguan in three days was indeed an unprecedented achievement. But in fact, it really couldn't be considered a great victory.
After such a long confrontation, they all could see that although the defenders at Fengmen Pass could not be said to be brave and fearless of death, they did have a "brave" spirit. This was rare in the army.
Those with this kind of fierceness are usually elite soldiers and generals.
It's just that they naturally don't want to admit that there are such elites in the Chongqing Army.
Yelu didn't look at the faces of these generals before he took the opportunity, and continued: "I know that you are all brave and capable warriors, and the men under my command are also the elites of the Liao Dynasty. Otherwise, I would not have requested from Your Majesty.
Let you go out with me. However, you can be proud, but you must not underestimate Dayu's army. This time, it is no longer just grabbing some money, food, and women like before! It doesn't matter whether you lose or win. Your Majesty is
All the national strength that she had worked hard to prepare for thirty years was put on this battle."
"yes!"
The expressions of each general became extremely serious and serious.
Then there was silence.
Until a young general ran up from the tower and said, "Your Highness!"
This guy is not tall, but he is extremely solid, like a leopard.
After saluting Yelu Qiji, he ignored the other generals and said, "The battlefield has been cleared. Can I lead the cavalry to pursue the remaining defeated generals?"
"So fast?"
Yelu was stunned for a moment.
Looking at the wild young general with eyes full of wildness, there was an unconcealable admiration in his eyes.
Perhaps, it is precisely because he lacks such wildness.
"Those little cubs were so anxious that they howled so naturally they were quick."
The young general said.
Yelu quickly pointed to the outside of the city wall and said with a smile, "But it's night now."
The other generals knew his admiration for the young general and laughed too.
Someone said: "Urtu, even if you want military glory, you don't have to be in such a hurry. This black one accidentally turned the horse's hoof and threw himself."
The young general frowned, "With my equestrian skills, let alone the moon tonight, even if there isn't, I won't fall."
"But what to do about the wind and sand?"
Yelu said with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
This Wuertu was a good young man. Not only was he highly skilled in martial arts, but he also had a natural general spirit that could lead troops into battle. Although he had never read any books and was not proficient in the art of war, Yelu felt that this was not a big problem.
The art of war can be learned.
It is rare to find a person who is born with a winning temperament.
This guy is just too impulsive and reckless, but this is a shortcoming that cannot be ignored.