"Change direction! Cross over the ridge on that side!"
Zhe Lemei had no choice but to retreat and choose another path.
The entire troop was like a headless fly, crashing aimlessly along the edge of the hills.
Yet the Song Army was in no hurry.
They did not take the initiative to pursue.
Gu Yan had long concluded that Zhe Lemei's surprise attack could not possibly carry much baggage, even if the Mongolian Army could hunt, they could absolutely not hold out for long.
Initiating a pursuit could give others an opportunity.
Trapping Zhe Lemei to death was also a victory!
A lion uses full force even against a rabbit; Gu Yan would not show even the slightest flaw from beginning to end!
For Zhe Lemei, this was a strategy that could instill despair.
Every time they tried to find a breakthrough, the Song Army's banners would timely appear, arrows and crossbows firing in unison, forcing them back, continually exhausting their strength, morale, and the few remaining arrows.
