Khabul's personal guard rushed over, shouting, "Great Khan! Great Khan! Something terrible has happened! The Song army has attacked our camp!"
The expression on Hebul's face became very strange.
There was shock, disbelief, and rage...
Yelü Dashi stood to the side looking like he was constipated.
"Perfect timing! If the Song army dares to advance to the North Sea, the entire army will join me in attacking!"
Hebule took out a curved sword, which was as sharp as a crescent moon.
His generals all stood up: "Kill those Song dogs!"
Yelü Dashi quickly stood up and said, "The Song army has arrived just in time. Let's kill them tonight!"
"good!"
Yelü Dashi bowed and said, "I will go immediately to mobilize troops and join the Great Khan in besieging and killing the Song army!"
After saying that, Yelü Dashi was the first to rush out, leading his personal guards outside, and hurriedly rushed towards his own camp.
When Yelü Dashi heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from afar, he knew that Khabul had ignored his words.
Yelü Yanshan asked, "Your Majesty, what should we do?"
Yelü Dashi said calmly, "Naturally, we will remain on the sidelines, observe the situation, and wait for the Song army and Hehebule to fight to the death before reaping the benefits."
Yelü Dashi had not gone far when Zong Ze arrived with his army, instantly turning the main camp of Khabulle upside down.
The Song army began to push forward, crushing everything in front of them and turning it into flat ground.
Even a valiant general like Yelü Yanshan was awestruck when he saw it from afar.
Yelü Dashi fell into deep thought, with two voices in his mind: one, stay and absorb the strength of the other tribes on the grassland to weaken the Song state, and then reap the benefits and occupy the grassland; two, migrate westward to the west of the Pamir Mountains to find a wider land there.
But he was unwilling to accept defeat, unwilling to leave his homeland, unwilling to be defeated by Yue Fei.
But when he saw the Song army's charge again, his thoughts began to waver.
The Song army's strength was now vastly different from what it had been before; it was an elite force capable of directly confronting the Jin cavalry and fighting them to the death.
Moreover, what was even more terrifying than the Jin Dynasty was that the Song Dynasty had an advantage in terms of military food supplies, the quantity and types of weapons, and the number of people that could be mobilized.
Yelü Dashi returned to his main camp, where his army was now fully prepared and ready to engage in battle at any moment.
But he did not give the order; instead, he gazed at Khabul's camp.
He could almost hear the roars of every Song soldier.
He gazed silently in that direction.
At this time, Khabul's camp had completely collapsed, with deserters everywhere and screams echoing all around.
The moonlight shone down, turning it blood red, reflecting the cold glint of swords and blades, so bright it was impossible to open one's eyes.
Khabul had just formed his own personal guard to resist, and more and more deserters were fleeing from all sides, spreading panic.
The Song army's two flanks resembled the outstretched wings of a wild goose, piercing forward from both sides and tearing away all obstacles.
Even within Khabul's personal guard, morale was wavering.
Khabul dared not delay any longer and personally led his men to charge forward.
Once they start charging, their morale rises quickly.
The morale of Khabul's personal guard soared.
But when they encountered the Song army at the forefront, they were instantly pushed back.
The Song army's cavalry consisted entirely of medium-sized cavalry, all equipped with sturdy armor and superior gear. When they charged, it was like a massive, roaring torrent of steel.
The aura is completely different.
Moreover, the Song army's cavalry on both flanks had already charged forward.
With just one mask, the large army assembled by Khabul was thrown into chaos.
Amidst the vast camp, a raging fire spread from the front to the back.
Khabul's army was scattered in an instant.
The scout rushed to Yelü Dashi's camp: "Defeat! Khabul has been defeated!"
Yelü Dashi sighed, "I thought we could hold out for a while, but I didn't expect to be defeated so quickly."
Yelü Yanshan said, "Your Majesty, please give the order. This humble general is willing to lead ten thousand troops to slaughter the Song army until not a single soldier is left alive!"
"Enough. The Song army is actually at its peak. Any number of us we send will die." Yelü Dashi turned his horse around. At this moment, his previously wavering heart became firm.
"The entire army must follow me westward; there must be no mistakes!"
Yelü Dashi did not participate. He only made a brief stop before wisely avoiding the situation and leading his army in an orderly retreat.
Yelü Dashi looked back at the grassland with reluctance. He wanted to return to his hometown, but now he had to go west, cross the Pamir Mountains, and go to a more distant place.
This is reality, and it cannot be changed by human will.
Khabul's personal guard was compressed and then surrounded.
"Your Majesty, please break through the encirclement immediately! Your humble general is willing to defend to the death!"
"Great Khan, the fate of our grasslands is at stake! Great Khan, please break through the encirclement immediately!"
"..."
Khabul began to break out, but the number of Song troops around him increased, forming a sea of red.
The attempts to break out of Habul have all ended in failure.
Vast swathes of the barbarian army collapsed, abandoning everything but their weapons, and fled further north.
Habul shouted loudly, "Where is the big stone!"
Unfortunately, no one paid him any attention, as Yelü Dashi had already led his army westward.
The messenger rushed south to the emperor's army.
"Great news!" He ran quickly to the emperor, dismounted, knelt on one knee, and shouted, "Your Majesty, great news from the front! Marquis of Champion has broken through the enemy camp, and Duke Zong has defeated the enemy chieftain. Our army has won a great victory!"
"Great!" Zhao Huan exclaimed excitedly, "Chen Zhaojun!"
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