The Mongolian army retreated like a tide, and then the Song army came to cover them up.
Naodingping is like a rock, letting the tide beat it, but it still stands tall.
Brother Zhao Pan is still trying to climb to the top of the mountain.
In his opinion, Han military nobles such as Shi Tianze and Wang Zhongchen were too short-sighted.
At this time, the Shizishan camp was attacked, and the Mongolian army was in chaos. Only by killing the leader of the Song army could the chaos be quickly quelled. What's more, the leader of the Song army is here, with only a few dozen troops.
Once Wang Jian died, at least the situation on the battlefield could be restored, and he could even continue to attack Diaoyu City.
It can be said that Zhao Age Pan is one of the calmest and most loyal Mongolian generals who is at a key point on the battlefield.
He spotted the biggest flaw of the Song army and resolutely continued to attack Naodingping...
Half an hour later, Aji carried Zhao Age Pan's head and climbed to the top of the mountain step by step.
Blood was dripping at Aji's feet, and the head in her hand was shaking. She looked around, and the first thing she saw was Li Xia standing on the top of the mountain, and then she saw Wang Jian sitting on the ground with serious injuries.
"Majunzhai has repulsed the Mongolian army at the foot of the mountain and killed the Mongolian general!"
Aji placed his head in front of Wang Jian, as if he wanted to prove something...
Wang Jian smiled and nodded, no longer intending to persuade A Ji, a woman, not to be too strong.
Diaoyu City is defended, and these villagers can live a more peaceful life in the future.
After a tragic war, people only feel that there is nothing more desirable than a happy life...
Aji turned to look at Li Xia again, and saw that Li Xia's face was dull.
Compared to the joy of the surrounding soldiers, his expression seemed too deserted.
She was straightforward and asked: "General Li, why are you not happy about such a great victory? If you are happy, the soldiers can celebrate."
"It's expected, not much of a surprise."
Li Xia seemed to be thinking about something and responded casually.
The calmness and determination in this sentence surprised and admired the generals. They felt that General Li was strategizing and calculating.
Li Xia was not pretending to be calm, it was indeed not a big surprise.
Meng Ge would die in Diaoyu City. This was what he had expected long ago after combining the information from later generations and the intelligence of the current generation.
Maybe this process has changed a lot because of Li Xia... But, what he tried so hard to do, in the final analysis, was just to ensure that the original result still happened.
There is no sense of achievement.
Who can tell whether this is his method or Meng Ge's fate? For the time being, it is not even sure whether Meng Ge is dead.
So far, Li Xia has not seen much change in the world situation.
This is just a historical process...
Although the Mongolian army was defeated, Shi Tianze, Wang Zhongchen and others retreated in time and did not cause a major rout. Instead, they returned to defend Shizi Mountain in the name of protecting the Great Khan.
The Song army pursued the Mongolian army to the front of Shizi Mountain. They saw that the Mongolian army was so large that it was difficult to break through, so they stopped their pursuit.
The Mongolian army also had no intention of fighting again.
Both parties each paid gold.
"General, a great victory!"
Zhang Jue strode up to the top of the mountain, threw the battle ax in his hand on the ground, and laughed before Wang Jian and Li Xia.
His armor was torn, revealing the scars underneath.
"Okay! Okay!" Wang Jian couldn't get up. The soldiers were bandaging his wounds. He was so painful that his head was covered with sweat.
The Song army began to treat the wounded and inventory the battlefield.
Zhang Jue walked up to Li Xia again, hugged him tightly, and then turned to look at Shizi Mountain.
I saw that the Mongolian army had shrunk to the main camp and was densely packed. People were scattered in the south of Shizi Mountain. They were obviously building a pontoon bridge and preparing to cross the river to retreat.
"The siege of Diaoyu City is finally over"
"How about continuing to attack the Mongolian camp?" Li Xia said suddenly.
Zhang Jue shook his head and said: "That's inappropriate."
He was by no means a cowardly man, and added: "We have few soldiers, we are tired, and we are not good at field combat. However, the Mongolian army has recovered after the chaos and is stationed at the foot of the mountain. It is too risky to fight all night."
While Wang Jian was treating the wound, he endured the pain and exhaustion and said: "Feiyu...don't dare to rush forward...all the troops gathered outside the city to fight twenty times the enemy in the field...the consequences cannot be ignored."
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This is a fact.
It is obviously impossible for more than 15,000 Song troops to abandon the fortified city behind them and continue fighting against 100,000 Mongolian troops outside the empty city.
To force the Mongolian army to withdraw is the limit of what Diaoyu City can do.
The situation was always like this. The Song army won every year, but it was not enough to reverse the situation. The situation was worse every year.
But no matter what, Sichuan and Shu were defended again this year...
Shi Tianze glanced at the Song Army's line in the distance again, exhaled a breath of turbid air, then got off his horse and walked towards the Shizishan camp.
He looked tired.
For a fifty-six-year-old man, he carried out sneak attacks, withdrawals, decisive battles, and withdrawals all night long... He felt that such a long day was rare.
The fire on the mountain has not been completely extinguished, and there are timid Xue troops running around everywhere.
The war is in chaos.
After decades of military service, this was the first time that Shi Tianze felt the torture of war so clearly.
On the mountain road, Abachi came to greet him.
Lai Abachi is the son of Shusuhuli, a serious Mongol noble general. He is different from those Khitan, Dangxiang, Han and Tubo people.
Shi Tianze did not dare to neglect, he quickened his pace, stepped forward and asked: "How about the sweat?"
"The Great Khan was injured a little, but he's fine. He's preparing to cross the river to the camp on the other side." Lai Abachi responded quickly.
"God bless you forever." No matter how he felt in his heart, Shi Tianze was very happy.
Lai Abachi said again: "Fortunately, Shi Shuai retreated in time and did not let the Song people attack..."
Brother Mo said that he must control Jiang Ren.
But among the Mongols, northerners and southerners are actually different. The commander-in-chief of the Han army like Shi Tianze is by no means a surrender, but one of the main forces of the Mongolian army entering Sichuan this time.
Lai Abachi comforted Shi Tianze and said: "Shi Shuai must guard the camp and ensure the smooth movement of the camp."
"General, don't worry, the Song army will not dare..."
Before he finished speaking, the sound of a horn was heard in the distance.
"Report! The Song army is in formation! They are about to attack again!"
When the battle report came, Shi Tianze swallowed the rest of the words in his mouth...
He was still calm and said: "My soldiers are tired. Please ask the Great Khan to mobilize new troops to help defend the camp."
Lai Abachi was silent for a long time and said: "Don't worry, Commander Shi, you meet the enemy first, and the Great Khan will send troops to support him soon."
Shi Tianze glanced at Shi Zishan again.
Wherever he looked, a large number of Mongolian troops were rushing towards the south of Shizi Mountain and were building a pontoon bridge to cross the river...
"Come, General Abachi, please be sure to give the Great Khan a piece of advice."
Shi Tianze didn't want to say it, but he had to say it.
"Under the current situation, we must not move the camp. As long as the Great Khan does not retreat and sends all the ministries to support me, we will definitely defeat the Song army and even capture Diaoyu City."
Lai Abachi understood and responded: "Okay, Shi Shuai will fight first, and I will definitely persuade the Great Khan."
The military situation was so strong that Shi Tianze no longer refused, solemnly clasped his fists and strode towards the military formation again.
"Commander! The Song army is attacking again!"
"Send the order, all troops mount up!"
The soldiers under Shi Tianze's command had just dismounted. Many of them had taken off their armor and were eating hay. At this time, they heard the war drums again and started wailing.
The military morale is clearly unsatisfactory.
But there is something extraordinary about Shi Tianze being able to reach this point.
He changed his horse into a war horse and drove the horse into the military formation.
"Khan is fine!"
These four words made many generals calm down and shouted, spreading the news to the entire army.
"The Great Khan is fine! Tonight we will kill cattle and sheep to reward the officers and men for their service in protecting us!"
"well!"
The morale of the Mongolian army improved slightly.
"Blow the drum, sound the zheng!" Shi Tianze continued to drive his horse forward, shouting until his voice smoked, "Congratulations to the Great Khan!"
When the drums started beating, the Mongolian army kept repeating his words, inspiring more and more people's morale.
Finally, Shi Tianze's array began to be reorganized.
"Soldiers! The Song people don't know that our Great Khan is protected by the Changsheng Heaven. They want to be enemies with the Heaven! They are wrong, very wrong..."
"We will defeat them and take over Diaoyu City! The treasures and women in the south are up to you to rob!"
"As long as we fight this last battle! We have a hundred thousand troops..."
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
Both sides on the battlefield are in formation.
After that, the Song army first completed the cone-shaped formation and began to press against the Mongolian army.
A large flag stood facing the wind, with the message "Prosperate the capital of Xingyuan Prefecture to the King", and the person standing under the flag was Li Xia.
He convinced Wang Jian and Zhang Jue.
"We should continue to fight the Mongolian army decisively."
"Why? If Diaoyu City falls..."
"Because what we want to defend is far more than just a fishing town!" Li Xia said loudly.
Wang Jian was able to sacrifice his own life and fight into the midst of thousands of armies. His courage was shocking to the world.
What he was worried about was that if Brother Meng survived and the morale of the army was stabilized, then the Song army would be defeated in the field and Diaoyu City would be lost.
Li Xia, however, had another analysis.
"If Brother Meng is dead, the Mongolian army will definitely cover up the news in order to evacuate safely. If we don't attack today, will we have to wait until next year to face hundreds of thousands of Mongolian troops?"
"If Brother Meng is not dead after being injured, if we don't kill him today, shall we let him recuperate and stabilize the morale of the army?"
"Even if Brother Meng is unscathed, do we have a better chance than today? We can only wait for the Mongolian army to rest and recuperate tomorrow before attacking Diaoyu City or marching eastward... By then, it will be impossible to fight to the death!"
The historical process has just begun for Li Xia.
He is a champion, what he wants is transcendence, and he is completely unsatisfied with participating in a big battle and seeing the predetermined result of "Meng Ge dies and the Mongolian army retreats."