The fighting between the Mongolian army and the Xixia army continued, from morning to dusk. It can no longer be said that both sides suffered heavy casualties.
No one knew how many people they had killed or injured. They only knew that there were bones everywhere on the plain.
Hebule also led his sons to the front, and both sides had already used all their strength.
But at this time, both Li Liangfu and Hebule knew that the winner was about to be decided.
Under the command of Hebule, the Mongolian army was really not afraid of death. No matter how many people were killed or injured, their morale did not continue to decline. Even because of the increase in casualties, their momentum skyrocketed.
On the contrary, looking at the Xixia side, although they started to fight very decently, their damage to the Mongolian army was also terrifying.
But they have a fatal flaw, they don't have enough stamina!
"Your Majesty, prepare to withdraw!" Although Li Liangfu listened to the battle reports one after another with disbelief on his face, and although his face gradually turned gloomy, he still made the right choice.
"Both sides are insisting now. If they retreat at this time, I'm afraid..."
Although Li Qianshun didn't know much about fighting, he was not a fool. Now that their troops and horses were completely entangled, no one could say how easy it was.
He knew that if he retreated at this time, even if he had to leave people behind, he would lose less than half of the troops. The number of troops behind the troops cannot be reduced, and once an army of this size loses morale and causes a rout, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Of course a certain family knows what your Majesty is worried about, but there is nothing we can do now."
Li Liangfu looked helpless and could only explain to Li Qianshun.
"Our Xixia army is naturally brave and good at fighting, but our army's rear strength is no longer enough.
The previous Tie Yaozi and Napoxi troops did indeed cause a lot of losses to the Mongolian tribe's soldiers and horses.
But they are not soldiers who can continue to fight.
The Iron Harrier is truly wearing iron armor and has amazing protection, but under this protection there is still a fatal weakness.
They lacked rear strength, and they had no choice but to retreat after a fight. They were used to tear apart the opponent's defense, but they had already done enough with the Mongolian army.
They killed many people, but now they have no physical strength, and their horses have no physical strength either.
Don't talk about continuing to fight. A certain family has already asked them to withdraw. If they don't leave, they won't be able to leave.
The same is true for the Poxi Army. The Poxi Army we are waiting for only has 200 people. The cyclone cannon in their hands is amazingly powerful, but it also cannot last long.
Nowadays, the cyclone cannon in the hands of the Poxi Army has become a decoration. Without the cyclone cannon, they can't let them kill people with swords and guns. If we lose a few people, then we will really lose too much! "
At this time, Li Liangfu was also full of helplessness. He originally wanted to rely on the Poxi Army to knock down the opponent's morale, then rely on the Xixia elite to block the Mongolian army's attack, and finally use the iron kite to deliver a fatal blow.
It turned out that he underestimated the bravery of the Mongols. This posture was really that they would rather die than retreat. As a result, not to mention the two teams of Tie Yaozi and Poxi Army who had retreated from the battlefield.
Even the Kled reinforcements from the rear rushed forward and suffered heavy casualties.
Li Qianshun also looked ugly after listening to Li Liangfu's words.
"Is there really nothing we can do?"
"There is no way..." Li Liangfu sighed in the end. At this time, the battle report came again. The Mongolian army once again broke through a layer of defense, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.
"Your Majesty, withdraw!"
"... Let my trusted guards stay behind, and I will evacuate directly with the six squadrons within the imperial siege. We must ensure that the army evacuates smoothly." "
This was Li Qianshun's last confession. Leaving his trusted guards behind was the last contribution he could make to this war.
After finishing speaking, Li Qianshun said nothing more and left immediately. He is the leader of the Xixia Kingdom. If he doesn't leave, others will not dare to leave and cannot leave.
Watching Li Qianshun walking away, and then looking at the three thousand emperor's trusted guards who were waiting in full formation, Li Liangfu also took a deep breath.
"Do you know your mission?"
"Rush forward and stop the Mongolian army!"
"You only need to hold on for an hour..." Li Liangfu saw the indifferent expressions on the faces of these soldiers just halfway through his words, and finally sighed helplessly, "I guarantee that your family will receive the best treatment!"
"If I, Daxia, win, Your Majesty will not treat my elders badly. If I, Daxia, lose, I will just explore the way for you below, let alone my family!"
The leader of the trusted guard laughed, then pulled out a long sword from his waist and roared at the soldiers behind him.
"Today, the time I have been waiting to serve the country has finally arrived. Brothers, kill the enemy!"
With a roar, this 3,000-strong elite, brave men selected from all the armies in the territory, the heavy armored cavalry, which was only half as good as the iron kite, appeared again.
This time their goal is to confront the Mongolian army!
"Kill!"
The army broke out, and all obstacles in front of them were smashed into dust and rubbish. They only saw the enemy and nothing else.
Hebule saw the sudden appearance of the trusted guard. Even though he didn't know which Xixia army it was, he knew that this was Xixia's final counterattack.
As long as they win, they will never be able to stand up again.
After cutting down a Klei cavalryman with one sword, Hebule let out his own roar.
"Where is the guard camp!"
"I'm waiting here!"
There were roars all around, and they quickly gathered and merged, and they also found their target.
"Charge with me until death!"
"Kill until you die!"
And Baertan, Atu'er and Hutula, who were also seriously injured but still persisting, as well as several other sons of Hebule, also led their elites around them and rushed towards the opponent without hesitation.
"Charge, charge!"
With roars of anger, the two sides fought here, with swords, spears and axes constantly waving, and one cavalryman fell on this land.
Hebule fought in person. Although he was over forty years old, he was still mighty and powerful. He killed several people with the sword in his hand and raised his neck to let out a loud roar.
Sounds like howls of wild beasts echoed on the battlefield. It was the Mongolian army responding to their leader.
Li Liangfu looked at the more powerful Mongolian army and beat the gongs and drums directly. Hearing the long-lost sound of the gongs, the soldiers of the Xixia army seemed to feel that they were lost in life and death.
Now that they finally returned to the human world again, the constant intrusion of panic and fear made them start to escape back regardless of the danger.
After running away, their morale was completely gone.
The local army was in dire straits, and although the capital garrison with only about 10,000 men was retreating step by step, it was still like a small boat in the vast ocean under the overall situation.
As for the main force of 100,000 captured troops, there are now less than 70,000 left. Their failure to collapse has proven many things.
As for the reinforcements from the Klei tribe that came to assist, they were no better than the local army in Xixia. They were panicking, crying like ghosts and howling like wolves, and it was so miserable.
The three thousand close guards of Xixia leader Li Qianshun were the last obstacle. This army, which had made countless meritorious deeds in the Song-Xia War and Jin-Xia War, was now completely buried here.
For an hour, they successfully blocked Hebu Le for an entire hour.
But an hour later, all of them died here. The thick armor could not guarantee their safety, even if their death in battle resulted in the death of thousands or even nearly 10,000 Mongolian cavalry.
"Xixia has withdrawn its troops, it's all these damn guys, damn it!"
Hebule's third son, Mongolian, who was suddenly bald and black, looked at the corpses on the ground, his face full of anger, extremely angry.
But Hebule shook his head slightly.
"This is better. The death of our Mongolian warriors was not in vain. This time we have broken their morale. Without this kind of battlefield, they will never have a chance again.
The Xixia generals probably wouldn't have thought that this was their only chance to defeat us.
Leaving the frontal battlefield, our Mongolian cavalry can let them see what real wandering warfare is. "
Hebule's words made the many Mongolian troops who had just stopped holding their swords burst into laughter. The smiles were full of blood and killing.
The third characteristic of the Mongolian army is to support war with war.
After a short period of repair, they took away all the things they could, and gathered all the corpses and burned them. The corpses everywhere turned the land under their feet into blood red.
The continuously flowing blood has slowly gathered into a small river. If these corpses are not dealt with, the entire Xixia will be turned into a dead place by the plague they triggered.
Ha Buhe needs this place, so he can't allow this to happen.
Flames rose into the sky, and mournful songs came from the mouths of the Mongolian cavalry. They were bidding farewell to their comrades who died in the battle.
After a short rest, the army set off again. This time, although there were a lot fewer soldiers and horses, they became stronger and stronger, and many of them were also wearing exquisite armor.
The army marched slowly, and this time their target was not the Baimaqiang Town Military Division where the Xixia army gathered. They chose to go around directly.
The three major military divisions of Xixia are important lines of defense against Mobei in the north. However, although the Black Mountain Military Division and the Heishui Military Division are still garrisoned by Xixia people, they can no longer pose any threat to Hebul.
As for a white horse military commander, they couldn't stop the Mongolian cavalry on war horses.
"Charge and kill, my sons!"
Hebule stood in front of the army formation
"", his arms kept waving the sword, and kept shouting loudly towards the soldiers under his command.
"This is Xixia, this is our target, and everything here is our enemy.
What should we do in the face of our enemies? "
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Then what should we do after killing our enemies!"
"Take away their food!"
"Play with their women!"
"Take away their treasure!"
"Slaughter their city!"
"Yes, we want revenge!" Hebule roared angrily, "We lost too many men in the previous battle. Now we want to avenge them. Wherever we go, if we don't surrender, we will die!"
