Two days later, the Turkic tent was located three hundred miles south of Yinshan Mountain.
Huyan Yunyao and Wanyan Chiezha, together with their respective generals, ordered their armies to set out and continued their retreat north. They gathered in Huyan Yunyao's royal tent and discussed something in low voices.
Wanyan Chiezha looked at the pretty and downcast Huyan Yunyao with a sad expression: "Great Khan, even Liu Mingzhi is full of praise for your military use. Is there really no other way but to retreat?"
Yeruha on the side also nodded in agreement: "Great Khan, the prince is right. Now that our soldiers and horses are gathered together, there are at least 500,000 people. Dalong only has more than 200,000 soldiers and horses than us.
, there should be a way to retreat from the enemy.
If we retreat further, there will really be no retreat. No one can guarantee what it will be like north of Yinshan Mountain.
Although we have plenty of food and grass, what about drinking water?
Once we exit the Yinshan Mountains and Mobei, and there is no water source in the vast Gobi Desert, even if we do not die on the battlefield, we will die of thirst in the wilderness."
Huyan Yunyao's pretty face looked sadly at Wanyan Chiezha and Yeluha who looked unwilling.
"Two seniors, you are also famous generals and talents for many years. Considering the current power of the enemy's army, isn't there anything you can do differently?
Although my Turkic warriors are equipped with the armor you exchanged, the military equipment is still more than one level behind the six guards of Dalong's new army.
Your remaining infantry is no match for the dragon's infantry.
The strength of troops is not an opponent, and the preparation of troops is not an opponent. What else can we do except retreat?
In the past two months, we have expended 150,000 troops on sneak attacks against the enemy, but you know the final result. It's not that we don't want to fight, it's that we simply can't break the enemy's formation.
All their artillery and heavy combat equipment have been transported over. Even with equal forces fighting, the remaining 200,000 soldiers and horses are still encircling and suppressing them. The juniors really don't know how to retreat from the enemy.
The difference in military strength is huge.
Two hundred thousand elite soldiers are not two hundred thousand wine sacks and rice sacks.
Especially morale.
After fleeing all the way, the morale of the soldiers was already low and they were timid before fighting. No matter how good the retreat plan was, it would not work if the soldiers could not execute it effectively.
The previous attacks on the camp were not the result of our careful consideration. As long as the soldiers could go all out, they would definitely be able to severely damage the enemy. However, in the end they were completely defeated due to the morale of the soldiers and horses.
You know better than the younger generation the truth of defeat."
Wanyan Chiezha and the other two smiled bitterly as they listened to Huyan Yunyao's helpless words.
Huyan Yunyao was right. It wasn't that the generals like him didn't care, or that the generals like him couldn't come up with a good retreat plan to reverse the defeat. It was because the soldiers were really scared.
When I hear that the enemy is coming in pursuit, my first thought is to retreat. What can I do no matter how good a plan I and others come up with?
Today's morale is no longer the time to put your heart and your soldiers' lives into practice.
Huyan Yunyao glanced at Hu Yanyu, who had an equally downcast expression.
"Withdraw, even if it is to the north of Yinshan Mountain, as long as we retain our strength, we will one day make a comeback.
If you are determined to fight Yinshan to the death, I am not afraid, it just depends on the wishes of the two seniors."
Wanyan Chizha was silent for a long time and glanced at the many generals in the tent with complex eyes.
"Great Khan, brothers, I do not intend to retreat any further.
Let's fight to the death.
It's not that I don't care about the lives and fortunes of my brothers, but that we don't know anything about the situation in Mobei. Since we are all going to die, I choose to die in battle.
Life is like a lifetime, and the grass and trees are like autumn. Since you are going to die, you must die generously, and you must not insult your identity as a soldier.
Everyone, I won’t send you off anymore. I will lead my 150,000 soldiers and horses to resist the enemy’s attack for you for the last time. I hope you have a safe journey.”
Wanyan Chiezha sighed, smiled cruelly at everyone, and walked out of the tent holding the sword on his waist.
Yeluha stared at Wanyan Chiazha's back in shock for a while, then raised his head and laughed heartily.
"Everyone, the last two hundred and fifty thousand sons of our Kingdom of Jin are willing to escort you for the last time.
I have withdrawn enough.
Death is not terrible, what is terrible is dying a coward.
Recognize heroes and value heroes, and we will meet again in the next life."
Yeruha followed Wanyan Chizha and left Huyanjunyao's tent, leaving behind Huyanjunyao and a group of Turkic leaders and generals.
"Little sister?"
"Sweat?"
Huyan Yunyao was silent for a long time, then pursed her lips and smiled sadly.
"If our senior brother hadn't been stationed in Northern Xinjiang, exchanging food for food, so that the food and fodder for Dalong's soldiers and horses could be replenished in time, we would never be so passive.
Ben Khan was defeated, but he was not defeated by Dalong's powerful soldiers, but by his senior brother's precautions.
However, it was too late to say anything.
Fight!
The two seniors are right, it is better to die in battle than to die in vain."
Hu Yanyu nodded silently: "We still have about 100,000 warriors who have been scattered. I will immediately send scouts to gather them. As long as we are lucky enough to gather them all back, we may not be able to fight to the death with the dragon enemy."
"Okay, you can arrange this!"
"Uncle, Grandpa Yale, are you back?"
Wan Yan and Chi Zha, Yelu and Ha looked at the little cutie running towards them, looked at each other, sighed helplessly, and looked at the three men in bamboo hats behind the cutie.
Wanyan Chiezha patted the little cutie's hair and turned his gaze to the three of them.
"Three brothers, although I am not very familiar with you, His Majesty has left you to protect the safety of the princess. I guess you must have your own plans.
Dalong's enemy troops are pressing forward step by step, leaving no way for us to retreat.
Now, I and Brother Yale do not plan to continue retreating to avoid the sharp edge of the dragon. Instead, they want to revive their morale and fight to the death with the enemy army of the dragon.
The safety of Princess Yue'er is left to you. I hope you can safely bring her back to Dalong Beijiang Bingbian Palace and hand her over to the hands of Dalong Bingbian King Liu Mingzhi.
please!"
Yeruha echoed and bowed.
"Brothers, please!"
The three men in bamboo hats looked at each other through the veils and nodded hesitantly.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured, Marshal Yale, we will definitely deliver Princess Yue'er safely into the hands of King Dalong Bingjian."
The little cutie was stunned for a moment, shaking her head like a rattle.
"Uncle, if Yue'er doesn't leave, dad said that the Kingdom of Jin will never fall. He will definitely not lie to me. Yue'er will follow uncle and you guys to fight against the enemy."
Wanyan Chizha smiled bitterly, squatted in front of the little cutie, and looked at the little cutie with reluctant eyes.
"Silly boy, there is never any morality between countries. Your father...sigh...go and find your father. Only he can protect your future safety.
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The little cutie looked at Wanyan's farewell eyes with tears in her eyes and shook her head firmly.
"If Yue'er doesn't leave, my father will not lie to me. I must stay with my uncle. If my father lies to me, Yue'er will never forgive him in his life."
Wanyan Chiezha looked at the little cutie with pity.
If I give Daikin another ten years, Yue'er should... It's a pity that there is no if!
"Three of you, the princess will be left to you!"
The three of them nodded and walked towards the little cutie.
The little cutie kept shaking her head and clutching Wanyan Zhizha's clothes tightly: "Uncle, if the moon doesn't leave! I order you not to pass..."