Yang Kang and the Mongolian prince knew very well that if they continued to wait like this, they would just sit back and wait for death.

If they don't fight with the people of the Dajin Dynasty, the only thing that awaits them next is a dead end.

At this moment, because the road to transport grain and grass has been cut off by all the people of his Dajin Dynasty, their military rations have been insufficient for several days.

In the past few days, everyone has been eating very frugally, and that little bit of food has been divided into countless days.

At this moment, the warriors were already hungry, and the food they ate every day was just to preserve their ability to survive.

At this time, the warriors, who were very tired and hungry, were forced to take up all their weapons, put on armor, and mount their horses, ready to rush out to fight the warriors of the Dajin Dynasty.

Although Yang Kang and the Mongolian prince were very worried in their hearts, they had no choice at this moment.

Yang Kang patted the Mongolian prince on the shoulder, and then walked out without hesitation.

The Mongol prince knew that even if he was to die in battle this time, he would not be able to surrender.

It's a pity that his father is still far away, and his sister is also far away.

It's just impossible for him to see his relatives, I'm afraid he will really die on this battlefield.

The two men put on their armor and walked out without hesitation, the mighty army was already waiting for them.

Although the soldiers in these armies have long been hungry.

But in the face of such a situation, they also know that it is their honor to be able to serve the country.

Even if they die on this battlefield, it is still the one thing they want to do the most.

After a few words of encouragement, the Mongol prince led his soldiers out of the battlefield with great valor.

Since one and two of them had the belief of throwing their heads and spilling blood, no one had the slightest look of fear on their faces.

Under such circumstances, everyone only saw that the Dajin Dynasty team was already standing in the valley waiting for them to come.

At this moment, the army of the Dajin Dynasty had surrounded the entire valley.

As far as they could see, they could see more than 100,000 people.

And in addition to so many people and horses, behind the jungle renditions and cliffs in the valley, there are more Dajin warriors.

They had already surrounded the third and outer three layers of this place.

At this time, it was almost impossible for the Mongolian warriors to break through.

Even if they were to defeat two with extremely strong strength, the remaining warriors of the Dajin Dynasty would still be able to deal with them.

Therefore, this time seems to be a battle with no return.

So at this time, there was a light in the eyes of the Mongolian warriors who were about to say goodbye to the world.

It looks incomparably desolate, and it looks incomparably tragic.

But no one can avoid it......

"Brothers, give it to me!"

The Mongol prince roared angrily, and all the warriors heard this voice, as if they had heard the clarion call of war, and rushed out without hesitation.

The warriors of the Dajin Dynasty had already been prepared, and in fact, the harder the Mongols rushed, the more excited they became.

As long as this group of people is eliminated, the other two groups of people can be contained.

This is a plan that the generals of the Dajin Dynasty have long thought of.

It was under such circumstances that the warriors began to fight frantically.

The sound of shouts, fights, chaotic fighting, and the metallic sound of weapons clashing against each other began to echo wildly throughout the valley.

After the battle, one corpse after another appeared on the loess in the valley.

The blood quickly flowed out and put the whole thing

The valleys were dyed yellow-red.

The war drums were constantly being struck, and the sound of the war drums was constantly colliding in the valley, echoing back and forth, sounding extremely shocking, like thunder in the sky.

It is in this situation that the two ways have very heavy casualties.

Countless corpses have fallen on this loess, becoming a corpse in the middle of this mountain forest, and there is no way to return to their hometown.

Seeing such a situation in front of him, the prince of the Mongolian tribe only felt extremely frightened.

This time it was the worst war he had ever experienced.

And this time, his life may also disappear directly in this place.

So he was very worried. He turned his head to look at Yang Kang, but saw Yang Kang holding the Yang family gun and waving it wildly.

The warriors of the Great Jin Dynasty also frantically began to attack Yang Kang, not caring at all about this little prince of the Jin Dynasty who had been their allegiance to the death.

In the beginning, the two of them were able to rely on their own strength to constantly cut down the incoming warriors to the ground one after another.

However, they soon felt that the strength in their bodies was gradually depleted.

This wave after wave of attacks is also a very difficult existence for them to deal with.

Each wave of attacks takes a lot of effort to resolve.

In other words, after a long time, the strength on their bodies was almost exhausted.

At this time, Yang Kang had already felt that his hand holding the Yang family's gun had become extremely heavy.

And those who came to attack him, every one of them wanted to kill him, so every attack was very heavy.

It's getting harder and harder for him to beat the other side.

The Mongol prince also felt that his strength was constantly retreating, and his army was constantly being consumed.

The army of the Najin still has a great fighting force, and they are constantly being moved in from outside the valley.

It's endless, and it seems impossible to count.

In such a situation, this is very unfavorable for Yang Kang and the Mongol warriors.

There is a real possibility that they will die on this battlefield, and there is no hope of survival.

At this moment, it is like a war of attrition, and if they continue like this, they can only die in this place.

In an instant, both Yang Kang and the Mongolian prince felt a sense of despair.

They knew that this was probably the end of their lives.

But they are still fighting hard, and they have no intention of giving up.

It was in this situation that a dazzling golden light suddenly pierced the clouds in the sky and came above their heads.

Like a shooting star, it shines incomparably, as if with the light of hope!