These soldiers who died were all good, and they were all warriors of the Song Dynasty.

In the Dali army heading towards Hengshan Village on the official road, the sad atmosphere was naturally much stronger than the hillside.

Someone was crying.

Some people are sad and angry.

In this battle, their 50,000 soldiers left the city, and nearly half of them were lost. Many of them naturally had a close relationship with these surviving soldiers.

They are all flesh and blood, and they have feelings.

At this moment, it is hard to say that there are already people in the army who are quite dissatisfied with Wang Ziqian and other generals.

This is a very normal thing.

Someone was whispering.

However, Wang Ziqian, as the chief general, looked surprisingly calm. It seemed that he didn't care about such a large casualty at all.

He also didn't take the morale of the extremely sluggish army to heart.

Of course, his expression fell into the eyes of others, so he thought he was just sad.

The hillside is blazing.
Chapter completed!