Sometimes a retreat is not only a strategic failure, but most importantly a loss of sharpness. Because Yelu Dashi led his troops to coerce Huining Mansion, the Jurchen tribes near the Songhua River were panicked, and the Jurchen soldiers who attacked Changchun Prefecture were already demoralized. There is a way that it is easy to retreat, but it is difficult to rush up, this is not a simple repeated sprint, but the Jurchens really feel the huge pressure. Ding **** turtle cowered in the area of Beicheng, casualties continued to increase, and it seemed that it could be destroyed at any time, but this force of Ding **** came from nowhere, and it could always counterattack the Jurchens' attacks, and the entire Beicheng was like a hedgehog, piercing hands everywhere, this kind of cruel tug-of-war was not what the Jurchens were good at. One blow, then decline, three and exhaustion, the Jurchens stormed for two days, with heavy casualties, but they have not been able to touch the northern city, with the passage of time, it is inevitable that fatigue will appear, Li Bao has been waiting for the opportunity, when Cuo Ruoer and others led the people to withdraw, he knew that the opportunity had come. Now there are less than 8,000 soldiers who can fight, this force must be concentrated, it can be said that today's **** can only fight a beautiful large-scale counterattack, if it fails, there is no possibility of turning over. Therefore, Li Bao has always been very careful and has not relaxed for a moment, so when the opportunity came, he seized it. Under the leadership of the revised iron pulley, the turtle retreated in the northern city of Ding**** scattered to the south like a tiger on the mountain, the Jurchens were panicked by the beating, and the temporary fortifications that were built with time and effort collapsed in an instant. Once the retreat begins, it can't be stopped.

Wanyan Zongbi just wanted to retreat temporarily, rest for a while, and then organize forces to re-attack Beicheng, but he didn't expect that the **** would sharpen the opportunity to grasp this moment, and the tide rushed up. Dormo and Ning Guotai, who were stationed on Hongbao Street, were under siege. More than 3,000 Jurchens actually had to face the impact of more than 5,000 **** in some places, Shi Wengong took the lead, and Yelusha, who had recovered from his injuries, also joined the battle, and the two led the soldiers and horses to almost raze Hongbao Street to the ground. After more than a dozen battles, the only hundred or so cavalry of Ding**** were also thrown into Hongbao Street, and Yerusha was responsible for commanding them. "Suten, do you see the gap in the east? The people leading you copied it from the side, and after General Shi Wengong's soldiers and horses met with the Jurchens, they immediately plunged straight into the rear of the Jurchens from the gap, and your task was to keep an eye on Ning Guotai and drag Ning Guotai at all costs. ”

"Wow" Su Teng led the order, and the only hundred or so cavalry quietly disappeared to the north of Hongbao Street, such a chaotic battle, the long street was full of fighting figures. Who would pay attention to the hundred or so cavalry? Ning Guotai has already killed red eyes, fought for half a lifetime, or the first time he encountered such a tenacious force as Ding ****, no matter how he fought, he couldn't defeat it, he thought he had an absolute advantage, but Ding **** actually took advantage of the fleeting opportunity to launch a counter-charge, and Xicheng, which was known as the most stable defense before, became a hard-hit area again, and more than half of Ding **** came to Xicheng. With his level of bravery, Ning Guotai, who killed him, was a little numb.

"Stop it all for Lao Tzu. If anyone dares to take a step back, Lao Tzu will cut him" Ning Guotai had red eyes, carrying a steel knife dripping blood, he was short of breath, and his eyes were gloomy. He must not withdraw, if he leads the people to withdraw. The Han people who mainly attacked the western city were not as good as locusts sweeping the southern city, and His Royal Highness the Khan had not yet withdrawn from the city. It's all to blame for Qi Sutan and Cuo Ruoer, if it weren't for these people disturbing the morale of the army, why would they not be able to take Changchun Prefecture so far. The Jurchen soldiers were really tired, and what supported them was the desire for victory. Now as soon as we retreat, all hope is lost, and I wonder if this retreat will turn into a major rout.

Ning Guotai shouted, but in fact, it didn't have much effect, everyone else was withdrawing, why couldn't he withdraw? So Ning Guotai was anxiously red-eyed, personally carrying a knife to block the street, and killed more than a dozen retreating soldiers in a row to stop the decline. How did Ning Guotai know that he had done a great favor by doing this, and Li Bao launched this counteroffensive, the biggest purpose was to eliminate the Jurchen soldiers and horses in the city as much as possible, and further hit the confidence of the Jurchens. The **** offensive was like a tide, and the speed was extremely fast, Dolmo who was in front of Ning Guotai was defeated in just half an hour, and then Dolmo could only lead the remnants of the army to gather troops with Ning Guotai, wanting to rely on Nanjiekou to fight to the death. There was a loud bang, the gap in the east was dusty, and a cavalry actually appeared at the south entrance of Hongbao Street, and now Ning Guotai and Dolmo all came back to their senses, Dolmo clenched his fists and roared hoarsely, "Ning Guotai, retreat quickly, if you don't leave, none of us can leave, the real target of the Han people is us." ”

There are not many cavalry, but it is a signal, this cavalry is enough to contain more than 500 soldiers and horses stationed at the southern end, after understanding what is going on, Ning Guotai also wants to withdraw, but before the words can be spoken, Shi Wengong's soldiers and horses have already pounced, directly occupying the last empty area of Hongbao Street, so far, the Jurchen soldiers and horses stationed on Hongbao Street have completely fallen into the siege of Ding****. Shi Wengong took the lead bravely, and the **** soldiers were all reluctant to forget about death, because Hongbao Street had experienced several fierce battles before, so the effective fortifications on the street had already been destroyed, and even the houses on both sides had been opened, and they could not play an effective blocking role at all. The morale of the **** is terrible, even if they die, they will definitely drag a Jurchen to hell together. The brutal battle lasted for an hour, the flames burned the streets, and more and more people died, and in the end Ning Guotai and Dolmo could not escape, and they and more than 4,000 Jurchen soldiers remained in Xicheng District forever.

The fall of Hongbao Street means that most of the soldiers and horses stationed in Xicheng District are more than lucky, and the footsteps of Ding **** have not stopped, and they have rushed all the way south along Hongbao Street, not giving the Jurchens a chance to breathe at all. The battle situation on this day is so strange that people can't believe it, no matter what aspect you look at, the Liaodong coalition army has an absolute advantage, but a **** counterattack will be set to beat the dominant Liaodong coalition army in a panic. Wanyan Zongbi didn't expect that a retreat would turn into a rout, sometimes the failure was really like a plague, and it couldn't be stopped when it spread, with the rout of Xicheng, the Jurchens could no longer stop the retreat, and the vanguard soldiers and horses of Hu Cheng had begun to clash with the Jurchen soldiers and horses stationed in the southern city. And the situation is very good, and it looks like it is about to break through the defense.

Wanyan Zongbi hugged the helmet, his face was covered with blood, "Second brother, withdraw it, you can't do anything." It's a foregone conclusion, the second brother quickly got out of the city, and then thought of other ways. The city could not be used, and there were a large number of cavalry outside the city to help, and the Han people did not dare to chase them out. ”

"Fourth, do you think the Han people still need to attack the city? As long as we withdraw, we will already be defeated, and Yelu Dashi will be powerful and threaten Huining Mansion. The people of the Jurchen tribe were panicked, and the soldiers had already had the heart to come back, how could they come back when they went out of the city" Wanyan Zongwang had a bitter smile on his face, he really couldn't understand why he was going to win, but he was so short of a breath, why he couldn't kill Zhao Yougong. Why, why exactly?

No one can give Yan Zongwang an answer. The only one who can find the answer is himself, is the **** really that powerful? Yes, but the Jurchen warriors are not weak, so why can't they please every time? Wanyan Zongwang clutched the corner of the screen tightly, he didn't want to go, he didn't want to go at all. He seemed to be able to predict that he would never come back after this trip, and those panicked Jurchen soldiers would definitely carry him back to Huining Mansion. God, why did you treat him like this?

A soldier ran in in a panic, his arm down. I didn't move, I don't know when it was broken, his pale face was bloodless, and his lips were dry and skinny, "The king, the fourth prince, the Han people have called, and General Qihe Tran has withdrawn." ”

What the? Wanyan Zongbi was taken aback, and he couldn't care about anything else, and called out a few pro-soldiers to push Wanyan Zongwang and walked out, "Second brother, go quickly, if you don't leave, it's too late, as soon as Qihe Tron withdraws, the troops in Nancheng will be empty." ”

Wanyan Zongbi couldn't insult Qihe Tran, and it was not easy for Qihe Tran to hold on to the last moment. The situation of the battle has developed to this point, it is no longer something that Wanyan Zongwang can control, he was taken out of the city by Wanyan Zongbi and others in a daze, and with Wanyan Zongwang withdrawing, Murong Fu and Liaoyan soldiers and horses have no need to insist. Looking up at the dim sky, there was smoke from the war everywhere, how many chances did Wanyan Zongwang have if he withdrew? The answer is almost zero, after winning a chance to breathe, Zhao Yougong will definitely find a way to take revenge, not to mention that there is still Yelu Dashi's nearly 40,000 troops in the east. The side of Huining Mansion is no longer suitable for him Murong Fu to stay, and in the near future, all the soldiers and horses left near Huining Mansion will be ruthlessly attacked by Ding ****. It's really unwilling, after so many years of hard work, in order to recover the Great Yan Kingdom, it can be said that he has worked hard and tried his best, but in the end, he still can't compete with Zhao Yougong, even if he joins forces with Wanyan Zongwang, he is still so far behind.

"Fourth Brother Feng, give the order, everyone retreat south, don't care about the Jurchens, go all the way to the south, go directly back to Zhenhai Mansion" Glancing back at Changchun Prefecture, Murong Fu slowly wept, farewell, Changchun Prefecture, he Murong Fu doesn't want to end like this, even if God favors Zhao Yougong, he Murong Fu has to fight, the north is already the world of Ding****, then go to the south, go to Goryeo.

Liaoyan's soldiers and horses withdrew, this time Murong Fu did not leave any mercy to Wanyan Zongwang, and withdrew very simply. The remnant sun is like blood, reflecting everyone's face, they are sad, or lost, or desperate, or stupid, the years have grown old, and countless memories have been precipitated. A few days ago, the Jurchen soldiers were still majestic and imposing, but now the situation has taken a turn for the worse, and the **** in the city is already at the end of the crossbow, but there is no confidence that they can defeat them, because the situation of the Dajin Kingdom is even more bleak than that of the ****. Yelu Dashi's soldiers and horses have begun to storm Huining Mansion, and along the way, the army of the department has swept Wanyan's family, and now the old and weak women and children of Wanyan's family have been concentrated between Yizhou and Pennsylvania, that is the people of Wanyan's family, the clansmen of the golden tribe of Dajin Kingdom, can they not be saved? This is a steamed bun that must be swallowed in the mouth, and what Yelu Dashi has to do is to wait patiently for the arrival of the Jurchens.

At this time, no matter how many reasons Wanyan Zongwang has, she can't support her to continue to stay in Changchun Prefecture, if she doesn't care about those Wanyan clansmen, he's also the head of the Khan king. But how much hope is there for returning to Huining Mansion, in fact, Wanyan Zongwang knows very well in his heart that as long as he goes to Huining Mansion, the Dajin Kingdom will set at sunset, and others don't know the ability of Ding****, but he couldn't be clearer. Zhao Yougong is a scourge, let him breathe, the victory that the Jurchen warriors had won with great difficulty before was meaningless, but in the face of the eager eyes of more than a dozen soldiers, Wanyan Zongwang really couldn't say anything to continue to stay in Changchun Prefecture.

"Chuanben Khan's order, withdraw to Yizhou tomorrow, Wanyan Zongbi and Kighar, you lead four thousand cavalry to take charge of the palace, if there is nothing else, they will all disperse" Wanyan Zongwang waved his hand, his expression was so depressed, the Jurchen soldiers withdrew from the tent, leaving Wanyan Zongbi alone. There was no outsider, but after seeing Yan Zongwang's body shake, the whole person fell down softly, smiled sadly, and a trace of red blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Wanyan Zongbi was frightened, he hurriedly ran up and hugged Wanyan Zongwang, and said with tears in his eyes, "Second brother, you must hold on, you must hold on."

"Fourth, do you say that the second brother is very incompetent, and he can't take Zhao Yougong in such a situation, cough cough, is it true that our Dajin Kingdom is not blessed to suffer the flowers and rivers of the Central Plains?"

Tears oozed from the corners of his eyes, he cried a few times in this life, he was destined to not belong to tears, but today he wanted to cry, his heart was dead. I want to stop on the streets of Bianliang with my uncle Wan Yan Gao and talk about life, how high-spirited he was, he pointed out the country, and held thousands of troops and horses in his hands, as if the world was in his chest. At that time, he couldn't think of anyone who could stop him from completing Yan Zongwang's footsteps, and swore countless times that he would drink the horse and the Yellow River and become the master of Bianliang, and he couldn't forget the first time he saw Zhao Fujin, who was a woman who shouldn't be in the mortal world. The fairy is enchanting, falling into the red dust, that is the woman he hopes for.

"Second brother, we still have hope, there is still there"

Wish? Where is it? Wanyan Zongwang's smile was so bleak, perhaps, he no longer needed hope.

Eighty years like a dream looking back, how many heroic souls laughed at the long street, fate, never stopped reincarnation. After Yan Zongwang's desolation, Zhao Yougong felt the same way, because he was once but sincerely shocked to live in the shadow of Zhao Ji. (To be continued.) )