If the leader of an army panics, it will be all over.
As the saying goes.
One general is raging, and one soldier is raging.
As the commander-in-chief of the eleven thousand households of the Han army and the king of Han. Wu Nian is really not panicking at the moment, but even if he is panicked, he can't show panic.
Wearing armor, he stood with his sword in hand and continued to watch the battlefield. Like a god, exuding endless pressure.
The Ouchi guards around him, who were originally panicked and uneasy, slowly calmed down.
They bowed their heads slightly to show respect. As long as the king is here, we will not lose.
...........
Anding city.
It was not far from the battlefield and was well defended just in case. The city gates were closed and there were soldiers everywhere on the city.
East City.
The heads of the county prime minister Wang Xue and his entire family are still hanging on the city gate. The air-dried head was soaked by the rain and swayed in the wind, which was very eye-catching.
A loyal man ended up like this.
There were countless Han people in the city who wept secretly. Some people tried to steal Wang Xue's head, but due to the strict supervision of the Meng Yuan people, they were unable to do so.
In front of the city gate tower, Qin Zhen wore a square scarf and a wide-sleeved gown, dressed as a Confucian, looking ahead with an anxious look.
He couldn't see the battlefield from here, but he could hear the sounds of killing.
What's going on ahead? Does Meng Yuan have the upper hand, or is he at a disadvantage?
What is the prince’s trump card?
Standing next to him was a Meng Yuan captain named Haiba. Haiba didn't know about it at first, but he found out after the war started.
He looked at the restless Qin Zhen, shook his head and said, "Master Qin, there is no need to be anxious. We will definitely win this time."
"What is the prince's trump card?" Qin Zhen's eyes lit up and he asked.
Haiba thought for a while and felt that it was nothing to say now. Then he said bluntly: "Your Majesty has mobilized soldiers from ten thousand households in the country. General Qian Shun holds the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and he has the courage that ten thousand men cannot match."
"Before the war, the Slavs made peace with us. After some negotiations, 20,000 Slavs entered Mongolia from the west and then went south to Huanglong."
"We should be almost at the battlefield now."
"Slavs?" Qin Zhen looked at Haiba in shock.
He was a senior official of the Chu State before, so he naturally knew about the super powerful country that was at the same time enemies of Meng Yuan and Chu State.
Moreover, the race is also very different from that of the Mongolian, Yuan and Han people.
Some people call them "white lions" or "white ghosts".
"Hahahaha." But soon, Qin Zhen reacted and burst out laughing with relief. finally.
finally.
I know the prince’s trump card.
This trump card is indeed a trump card.
The strongest trump card.
With the help of 20,000 Slavic cavalry, we will definitely win the decisive battle of Huanglong.
I did not accept Wang Xue's persuasion to surrender and contacted Wu Nian. This decision was absolutely right, so right.
Han Dynasty?
The Han Dynasty was almost over. No. Not only was the Han Dynasty coming to an end, but the Chu State was also coming to an end. This world belongs to the Meng Yuan people.
Hahaha.
Since killing Wang Xue, he has been struggling with whether he did something wrong or wrong. He has been fearing what will happen to him after Wu Nian wins.
it's good now.
Wu Nian wins? That is impossible.
Haiba chuckled and looked down at the head of Wang Xue hanging on the city gate.
Ever since Qin Zhen killed Wang Xue, they truly regarded Qin Zhen as one of their own.
No.
It is a loyal dog.
At this moment, there was a slight tremor on the ground.
"Da da da!!!!!!!!" Qin Zhen, Haiba and the people near the city gate tower immediately realized that there was a large-scale cavalry.
"It's the Slavic cavalry, it's finally here." Haiba took a step forward, put his hands on the female wall, and stared at the right side.
Qin Zhen also couldn't wait to look to the right.
Not long after, a cavalry team with a very different style from the Central Plains appeared within their sight.
A brightly patterned pennant, wearing full body armor with almost no gaps, holding huge lances, rows of cavalry, and their subordinates.
This was the first time Qin Zhen saw Slavic cavalry. He was shocked, but more excited. How could the Han army resist such terrifying cavalry?
Haiba had seen the Slavic cavalry and said with a solemn expression: "Look at their cavalry in full armor. Among Slavic people, these are knights and nobles."
"They were armed with huge lances, lined up in order, and charged. The horrific scene was like the end of the world."
"The cavalry behind them in half-armor are all their attendants."
"Slavs, from nobles to civilians, are very warlike. They have an almost pathological obsession with the land. They are an opponent that even we can only defend against."
Having said this, Haiba's face showed a look of unwillingness.
Even though the Meng Yuan were a fighting nation, the size of the country was too small. The Slavs' land was too vast and their race was too warlike.
Under the oppression of the Slavs, the Mongolian Yuan could only hope to invade Liaodong, take over the Central Plains, obtain vast land and population, and confront the Slavs from north to south.
The appearance of Wu Nian broke their illusions.
No.
Now the tables have turned. Wu Nian has no chance of winning, and Meng Yuan's strategic plan will return to the path it was originally supposed to take.
Haiba quickly cheered up and thought to himself.
"Da da da!!!!!!!" A total of 20,000 cavalrymen marched in the heavy rain, neatly and solemnly, without any unnecessary sound.
The knight in the front row, the knight squire in the back row.
Armor covering the whole body and a huge knight's gun. A majestic and tall war horse. This 20,000-strong cavalry team looked like a majestic ox plowing the fields.
Rampant and angry, rushing to the mountains and rivers.
Haiba couldn't hold back, raised his arms and shouted: "Meng Yuan will win."
"Meng Yuan will win."
"Meng Yuan will win."
"Meng Yuan will win."
The surrounding Mongolian soldiers were also infected and cheered. Slowly spreading in all directions, in addition to the Meng Yuan soldiers, there are also a large number of Meng Yuan people living in the city.
They didn't know why, but they quickly joined in.
"Meng Yuan will win."
Even Qin Zhen was affected, raised his arms, and started shouting.
The place of decisive battle.
The rain is still falling, but it is gradually showing signs of stopping. Zhang Sheng's soldiers who fought against Qian Shun had a clear upper hand, but Qian Shun's troops who suppressed them could not hold their heads up.
Zhang Sheng felt very proud. We are the imperial guards of the King of Han. At this moment, he got the news from Wu Nian.
"What did you say? Guifang? No. Slavic cavalry? Twenty thousand people approaching the battlefield?" Zhang Sheng was stunned, his mind buzzing.
It was like being hit with a hammer.
how so?
What to do now?
Isn't Qian Shunjun Chunyuan's trump card? Why are there still Slavic cavalry?
Zhang Sheng was panicked, even scared.
Not afraid of death.
Failure is terrible.
The Han army must not fail.
Not a single match can fail.
