The elite central force of the Lanyue Army, like a sharp sword, pierced straight into the left flank of the barbarian army, quickly tearing it open.
Crashes began to occur.
The rout was unstoppable, and the Khan fled north in panic with his personal guards.
Outside the Northern Prefecture, corpses lay strewn across the fields.
Yi Nanchi finally realized that Yelü Dashi's failure was not accidental.
The State of Song is no longer the State of Song it once was, and the Song army is no longer the Song army it once was.
In the game of life, one wrong move leads to a series of wrong moves.
Right now, his only option is to escape, preferably to Khabul.
Only Habler could save himself.
Therefore, Wu Jie's Lan Yue Army and Zhe Keqiu's Hei Shan Army began a long-term pursuit of Yinanchi.
Further north, scouts had already reported the enemy's situation.
The emperor divided his troops into two routes. Han Shizhong led 50,000 men in a frontal assault to defeat Khabul's outposts.
Zong Ze then led 50,000 troops to launch a flanking attack, heading straight for the enemy chieftain's camp.
Sitting in Khabul's military tent, Yelü Dashi said, "Once Inanchi and Hurjahus engage in a large-scale war with the Song army, it will be time for us to prepare our troops!"
Khabul greatly admired Yelü Dashi. Besides being a former nobleman of the Liao Dynasty, Yelü Dashi's past achievements and current strength made him worthy of Khabul's respect.
"I heard that the Song army has built fortresses on the grasslands? Judging from this, they are going to wage a long war against the grasslands."
Yelü Dashi laughed and said, "Great Khan, there is no need to worry. The Song Dynasty's investment in the war on the grasslands has a limit. Once this limit is reached, the Song emperor will not dare to increase the number of troops and supplies to the grasslands."
What do you mean by that?
"Song's enemies in the north are not limited to the grasslands. As long as Yinanchi and Huerzhahusi hold out for a little longer, Song's logistical and manpower pressures will increase significantly, leading to greater pressure on people's livelihoods and commerce. Domestic public opinion pressure and the court's pressure to cease hostilities will also increase accordingly."
"Most importantly, once these problems arise within the Song state, the war pressure on the Yan-Yun front will increase significantly, and the Song state's most powerful enemy will seize the opportunity to strike."
Hebule was slightly taken aback, then burst into laughter, raising his wine cup: "Yelü Dashi, in the words of the Southern Kingdom, you are indeed a dragon among men."
He downed his drink in one gulp and said readily, "According to you, as long as Yinanchi and Huerzhahusi can hold out a little longer, we can march south and start a protracted war against the Song Dynasty, increasing the pressure on the Song Dynasty in all aspects, and then the Jin Dynasty will make its move."
"That's right!"
"At that time, the Song emperor will have no choice but to retreat!"
"Yes, my Khan Khabul!"
"So the entire grassland is mine?"
"That's how it is!"
"Very well! Yelü Dashi, I'll toast you again. It's a blessing from heaven that I have your help."
The two drank their wine in one gulp. Yelü Dashi said, "The Song people are cunning. Great Khan, we must not be careless. I suggested a few days ago that we set up three lines of defense ahead. I wonder if Great Khan has finished setting them up? If the Song army were to send a force north to launch a surprise attack on us now, all our plans would fall apart."
Hebule paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, saying evasively, "Don't worry, I've already made all the arrangements."
But in fact, Habler had completely forgotten about the matter.
The Song army was blocked by the armies of Yinanchi and Huerzhahusi in the southern grasslands, so how could they possibly come here?
It's three thousand li from Blackwater City to here, and even if you start from the Northern Prefecture, it's two thousand li.
The Song army could not possibly penetrate this deep enough to wage a protracted war; this was never written in Han Chinese military strategy.
This can be considered a major taboo in military strategy!
Yelü Dashi nodded and said, "The Song army is becoming increasingly powerful, and we must take precautions."
He continued, "We must win this battle and suppress the arrogance of the Song state."
"Yelü Dashi, rest assured, even if the Song emperor were to attack right now, I, the Khan, could drive them back!"
Yelü Dashi chuckled twice, thinking that Khabul was likely to make the same mistake as other tribes on the grasslands: underestimating the Song state!
Underestimating the Song state will only lead to one outcome: defeat!
He had also made this mistake a hundred years ago.
Not only did they lose 130,000 elite troops, but they also destroyed their ally, Yinanchi.
The losses were devastating.
From then on, Yelü Dashi had a shadow in his heart: Yue Fei!
Therefore, even now, in the North Sea, which is three thousand miles north of the Song Dynasty, Yelü Dashi does not dare to be careless and reminds Khabule to do a good job in defense.
Unfortunately, Khabul had never fought against the Song army, and he simply did not believe that the Song army would dare to venture deep into this area.
They could never have imagined that Zhao Huan had already arrived.
Batu, Khabul's vanguard general, shared the same idea and was ordered by Khabul to defend the north.
But instead of frequently inspecting the area, he made drinking a daily habit.
His idea was even more outrageous than Hebul's; he felt that even if the Song army had a hundred times the courage, they would never be able to reach this place.
Therefore, seeking pleasure and enjoying himself in the military camp became his habit.
But today, he will pay a heavy price for his habits and beliefs.
A soldier scurried to the camp gate and cried, "Reporting...reporting to the general, something terrible has happened! The Song army is attacking!"
"Get out! If you keep spreading these lies here, I'll kill you!"
Batu smashed his wine glass hard into the soldier's face.
The soldier cried out in pain, and the wine cup fell to the ground.
Batu was about to start cursing when his ears suddenly perked up.
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