His armor was covered in countless knife marks, and some parts were even torn, with a patch of blood and gore.

The cut was very deep and bled a lot, but it had already clotted.

At that moment, a faint light appeared on the eastern horizon.

Yue Fei was quite excited, but remained unmoved. He said, "Yue Yun, go and treat your injuries."

"yes!"

Seeing that his father did not praise him, Yue Yun felt a little disappointed.

But then I thought, given my father's character, he would never easily praise me in front of others.

He knew that his father was very strict with him and had high hopes for him, and he also knew that his father was very happy.

Yue Yun turned around, mounted his horse, and headed towards the rear camp.

He couldn't help but smile; after all, he was Yue Fei's son.

Naturally, we must be at the forefront and fight the toughest battles.

From a young age, I was taught by my father that if you want to win people's hearts, you must lead by example!

Yue Yun's lips curled into a smile. Although the night's fighting had exhausted him, it was also incredibly exhilarating!

His bright eyes were full of sharpness.

A generation grows every ten years. After this battle, he will surely become a leading figure among the younger generation, renowned throughout the Song Dynasty.

Before daylight arrives, the light in the east is still faint, but the sky has already begun to turn a gradual blue.

The sounds of battle could still be heard in the distance as the Song army pursued the collapsing Iron Pagoda.

News of the collapse quickly reached Fengcheng.

Moreover, the eastern city defense line has also been breached by the Song army.

Wanyan Zongbi stood frozen in place.