Chapter 282 Wanyan is retreating
Wan Yan turned around and stared at the chaotic battlefield in front of him. 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 this battle. He turned around and gave the order in a deep voice to the messenger: "Pass my order, the entire army must retreat without any mistakes!"
The ordering soldier was stunned for a moment, then took the order and left. Wanyan's folded words revealed an unquestionable decision. Although the Jin soldiers were unwilling, in such a situation, retreating was undoubtedly the best choice to preserve their strength.
Not far away, on the position of the Tubo army, leader Zhao Yongji's eyes flashed with complicated emotions. He saw the retreat of the Jin soldiers, and felt an indescribable despair in his heart. He knew that they had lost this battle. Without the support of the Jin soldiers, it was impossible for them to withstand the attack of the Song army.
"Chief, what should we do?" a Tibetan general asked anxiously.
Zhao Yongji was silent for a moment, his eyes swept across the battlefield, and finally fell on the Tibetan soldiers who were still fighting bloody battles. He took a deep breath and slowly issued the order: "Send the order, the entire army retreats, and keep a safe distance from the Song army."
Although the Tubo soldiers were unwilling, they also knew that this was a helpless move. With the Jin soldiers retreating, they had no reason to continue fighting. As Zhao Yongji's order was conveyed, the Tibetan army began to retreat in an orderly manner.
The generals of the Song army saw this scene and smiled triumphantly. They knew that the victory of this battle belonged to them. But they did not relax their vigilance and still maintained a tight formation just in case.
Wanyan Shehe and Zhao Yongji gradually moved away from the battlefield under the cover of their respective armies. They didn't speak during the retreat, and their hearts were full of heaviness and unwillingness. The failure of this battle was a heavy blow to them, but they also knew clearly that the most important thing now was to preserve their strength and wait for future opportunities.
As the two armies withdrew, the commotion on the battlefield gradually subsided. The only sounds left were the howling of the wind across the battlefield and the occasional groan of the wounded. The Song army began to clean up the battlefield, rescue the wounded, and at the same time vigilantly observed the surrounding situation.
On the way back, Wanyan Zhehe and Zhao Yongji began to reflect on the reasons for the defeat of this battle. They knew that this defeat was not just due to the gap in strength, but more of a strategic and tactical mistake. They need to learn from this and prepare for future battles.
"General Wanyan, although we lost this time, we are not without a chance to make a comeback." Zhao Yongji broke the long silence and said.
Wanyan raised his head and looked into Zhao Yongji's eyes. He saw the firmness and determination in the other person's eyes. He nodded and said in a deep voice: "Chief Zhao is right, we still have a chance. This failure is only temporary. As long as we can unite as one and learn lessons, we will definitely be able to make a comeback in the future."
Wan Yan folded on the way to retreat, contemplating the next strategy. He knew that the morale of the Jin soldiers was currently low and they urgently needed a safe place to rest and recuperate. So, he turned to Zhao Yongji beside him and said: "Chief Zhao, I intend to go to your tribe to rest and recuperate temporarily. After the strength of the troops is restored, I will join Wanyan Zongfu's reinforcements and counterattack the Song Dynasty together."
Zhao Yongji heard this and nodded in agreement: "General Wanyan's plan is very clever. Although my tribe is not big, it is enough to accommodate your army. Moreover, the warriors of my tribe are all brave and good at fighting, and they will definitely be able to help the general."
However, just when they were not far from Zhao Yongji's tribe, a spy hurried over with a look of panic on his face: "Report! General Wanyan, Chief Zhao, what's wrong! Chief Zhao's tribe has been attacked by ghosts. The leader of the Lu tribe, Jing Zang, led an army to occupy it! How brave you are to take advantage of my danger and invade my tribe!"
Wanyan folded his eyebrows and frowned. He did not expect such a change to happen 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. You settle your tribe first, and I will lead the Jin soldiers Go and fight."
Zhao Yongji felt calm after hearing Wanyan's words. He knew that Wanyan Zhehe's military skills were powerful and the Jin soldiers were powerful in combat. With their help, the hope of retaking the tribe would greatly increase. So, he quickly said: "Thank you, General Wanyan! I, Zhao Yongji, am willing to lead the Tibetan warriors to go with the general, vowing to take back my tribe!"
Wanyan nodded in agreement, and the two immediately began to discuss the specific battle plan. They decided that Wanyan Shehe would lead the Jin soldiers as the main force, while Zhao Yongji would lead the Tibetan warriors to attack from the flanks, attacking the Beijing and Zang armies from both sides.
Soon, the two armies were ready and marched towards Zhao Yongji's tribe. They have only one goal, which is to recapture the tribe occupied by Jingzang. The coalition forces led by Zhao Yongji and Wanyan Zhehe encountered unprecedented difficulties on their journey to recapture the tribe. They were exhausted, but they didn't expect that Song Dynasty coach Zhang Jun had already laid a dragnet, waiting for them to fall into the trap.
Just when the coalition forces were about to launch an attack, suddenly, the sound of war drums was deafening. On the hillsides in all directions, the flags of the Song Dynasty were erected like a forest, and a hundred thousand troops came like a torrent.
"Ambush! We have fallen into a trap!" Zhao Yongji's face instantly turned pale, and he exclaimed, his eyes full of despair.
Wanyan folded his hands tightly and grasped the long knife, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but his pride and dignity as a general of the Jin Kingdom made him calm down quickly. He shouted loudly: "Don't mess up! Keep your formation and break out with me!"
However, the ambush of the Song Dynasty army was too sudden, arrows rained down like a torrential rain, and the coalition's formation was instantly disrupted. The soldiers panicked and fled in all directions, resulting in numerous casualties.
Zhao Yongji waved the weapon in his hand vigorously, trying to block the flying arrows, but soldiers kept falling around him. He was so worried that he shouted loudly: "General Wanyan, what should we do?"
Wanyan folded his long sword and opened a bloody path. He looked around and saw the Song army coming like a tide, and their retreat had been completely blocked. He took a deep breath and responded loudly: "Only by breaking out to the northeast can we have a chance of survival!"
Following Wanyan Zhehe's order, the remaining defeated soldiers of the coalition forces quickly gathered and they struggled to break out of the encirclement to the northeast. However, the Song army was large in number, and between fighting and retreating, the coalition forces were divided into several pieces again.
Following Wanyan Zhehe's order, the remaining defeated soldiers of the coalition forces quickly gathered and they struggled to break out of the encirclement to the northeast. However, the Song army was large in number, and between fighting and retreating, the coalition forces were divided into several pieces again.
