Wan Yan stared at the chaotic battlefield in front of him, and the retreat of the Jin soldiers was inevitable. He took a deep breath of cold air, and the wind mixed with sand and dust seemed to announce the end of the battle. He turned around and gave a deep order to the herald: "Pass my order, the whole army retreats, there must be no mistake!" ”

The herald was stunned for a moment, and then took the order away, and his words revealed an unquestionable determination. Although the Jin soldiers were unwilling, in such a situation, retreat was undoubtedly the best choice to preserve their strength.

Not far away, on the position of the Tubo army, the leader Zhao Yongji's eyes flashed with complicated emotions. He saw the retreat of the Jin soldiers, and an indescribable despair welled up in his heart. He knew that they had already lost this battle, and without the support of the Jin soldiers, it would be impossible for them to resist the attack of the Great Song army.

"Chief, what are we going to do?" A Tibetan general asked anxiously.

Zhao Yongji was silent for a moment, his gaze swept over the battlefield, and finally fell on those Tibetan soldiers who were still fighting bloodily. He took a deep breath and slowly gave the order: "Pass the order, the whole army retreat, and keep a safe distance from the Great Song army." ”

Although the Tibetan soldiers were unwilling, they also knew that this was a helpless move. With the retreat of the Jin soldiers, they had no reason to continue fighting. As Zhao Yongji's order was conveyed, the Tibetan army began to retreat in an orderly manner.

When the generals of the Great Song army saw this scene, a smile of victory appeared on their faces. They know that victory in this battle is already theirs. But they didn't let their guard down and still maintained a tight formation, just in case.

Wanyan Zhehe and Zhao Yongji, under the cover of their respective armies, gradually moved away from the battlefield. They didn't speak on the way to retreat, and their hearts were full of heaviness and unwillingness. The defeat in this battle was a heavy blow to them, but they also knew that the most important thing now was to preserve their strength and wait for future opportunities.

With the withdrawal of the two armies, the noise on the battlefield gradually subsided. All that remained was the howling of the wind across the battlefield and the occasional moaning of the wounded. The Great Song army began to clean up the battlefield and rescue the wounded, while vigilantly observing the situation around them.

On the way to retreat, Wanyan Zhehe and Zhao Yongji began to reflect on the reasons for the defeat in this battle. They know that this defeat is not just because of the disparity in troops, but more because of strategic and tactical mistakes. They need to learn from this and prepare for future battles.

"General Wanyan, although we lost this time, it is not without a chance to turn the tables." Zhao Yongji broke the long silence and spoke.

Wan Yan raised his head and looked at Zhao Yongji's eyes, he saw the firmness and determination in the other party's eyes. He nodded and said in a deep voice, "Chief Zhao is right, we still have a chance." This defeat is only temporary, and as long as we can unite and learn from the lessons, we will be able to make a comeback in the future. ”

Wan Yan folded on the way to retreat, pondering the next strategy. He knew that the morale of the Jin soldiers was low at the moment and he urgently needed a safe place to rest. So, he turned his head to Zhao Yongji beside him and said, "Chief Zhao, I intend to go to your tribe for a temporary rest, wait for the strength to recover, and then join up with the reinforcements of Wanyan Sect to counterattack the Great Song Dynasty together." ”

When Zhao Yongji heard this, he nodded in agreement: "General Wanyan's plan is very good, although my tribe is not big, it is enough to accommodate your army." And the warriors of my tribe are all brave and good at fighting, and they will be able to help the general. ”

However, just when they were not far from Zhao Yongji's tribe, a spy hurriedly arrived, his face full of panic: "Report! General Wanyan, Chief Zhao, it's not good! The tribe of the leader of Zhao was occupied by the army led by the leader of the Guilu tribe, Jing Zang! ”

"What?!" Zhao Yongji was shocked when he heard this, his tribe was his foundation, and now being occupied, it was tantamount to being cut off from the back road, "This Jingzang is so bold that he dares to take advantage of my danger and invade my tribe!" ”

Wanyan folded his brows, he didn't expect such a change at this juncture. But he quickly calmed down, looked at Zhao Yongji and said, "Chief Zhao, don't panic. Since Jing Zang dares to occupy your tribe, then we will drive him out. Settle your people first, and I'll lead the golden soldiers to meet them. ”

Zhao Yongji heard Yan's words, and his heart was a little settled. He knew that Wanyan's art of war was powerful, and the Jin soldiers were strong in combat, and with their help, the hope of retaking the tribe was greatly increased. So, he hurriedly said, "Thank you, General Wanyan!" I, Zhao Yongji, am willing to lead the Tubo warriors to go with the general, and vow to recapture my tribe! ”

Wan Yan nodded in agreement, and the two immediately began to discuss the specific battle plan. They decided that Wanyan Zhehe would lead the Jin soldiers as the main force, and Zhao Yongji would lead the Tubo warriors to attack from the flank, and the army of Jingzang would be flanked on both sides.

Soon, the two armies were ready to march towards Zhao Yongji's tribe. They had only one goal, that is, to recapture the tribe occupied by Jingzang, Zhao Yongji and the coalition army led by Wanyan Zhehe, and encountered unprecedented difficulties on the way to recapture the tribe. They were already exhausted, but they didn't expect that Zhang Jun, the coach of the Great Song Dynasty, had already laid a net and waited for them to throw themselves into the net.

Just as the coalition forces were about to attack, suddenly, the drums of war were deafening, and on the hillsides in all directions, the banners of the Great Song Dynasty were erected like a forest, and the 100,000 troops were surging like a torrent.

"Ambush! We've been tricked! Zhao Yongji's face instantly turned pale, and he exclaimed, his eyes full of despair.

Wan Yan folded and clenched the long knife, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but the pride and dignity of being a general of the Jin Kingdom made him quickly calm down. He shouted, "Don't mess around! Stay in formation and break through with me! ”

However, the ambush of the Great Song army was too sudden, and the arrows rained down like a torrential rain, and the formation of the coalition army was instantly disrupted. The soldiers panicked and fled in all directions, killing and wounding countless people.

Zhao Yongji waved the weapon in his hand with all his might, trying to block the flying arrows, but soldiers kept falling around him. He was so anxious that he shouted loudly: "General Wanyan, what should we do? ”

Wan Yan folded and brandished his long knife, splitting a bloody path, he looked around, only to see the Song army surging like a tide, and their retreat had been completely blocked. He took a deep breath and responded loudly: "Only by breaking through to the northeast can there be a glimmer of life!" ”

With the order of Wan Yan, the remnants of the coalition army were quickly assembled, and they struggled to break through to the northeast. However, the Song army was outnumbered, and between fighting and retreating, the coalition army was once again divided into several pieces.

With the order of Wan Yan, the remnants of the coalition army were quickly assembled, and they struggled to break through to the northeast. However, the Song army was outnumbered, and between fighting and retreating, the coalition army was once again divided into several pieces.