"Cuckoo!"
Phew. Phew.
Just as the three of them were silent, a white afterimage passed by and landed on Zhao Changying's shoulder.
"Spirit pigeon message?"
Liu Fengping's face darkened. He was still extremely pessimistic about the situation on the northern battlefield.
In the past two years, although a steady stream of spiritual pigeons have been sent to the battlefield from His Highness King Yong's secret training ground, they are still an extremely important strategic communication method for Dayu.
Unless it is an extremely important matter, the spirit pigeon summons will not be conducted.
"Did something happen in the north?"
Su Xuan revealed his guess, and the expressions of Zhao Changying and Liu Fengping on the side darkened.
"Eight hundred thousand cavalry!"
"With the combat power of our Suppressing Western Army, I'm afraid even a million-strong army will be unable to resist it!"
"I heard that His Highness King Yong built a horse farm in the south of the Yangtze River, but now the size of the horse farm is not enough to support my Dayu's military supply."
"Compared to those barbarians who grew up on horseback, our cavalry is still too weak."
Hearing Su Xuan's emotion, Zhao Changying was stunned for a moment, waved his hand to take the dove off his shoulder, took off the bamboo tube tied to his paws, and said: "There is no need to be too pessimistic, don't forget, His Highness's subordinates Those god-killing legions!”
"Besides, there are still those fierce generals!"
As Zhao Changying spoke, he opened the letter. After reading it over, his expression gradually became solemn and then dull.
"Old Zhao?"
"Old Zhao!!"
"What are you stunned for? What happened?"
Zhao Changying still glanced at the two of them with dull eyes. It was not until Su Xuan slapped him on the shoulder that Zhao Changying took a breath and read the letter in his hand again.
Zhao Changying swore that even when his newlywed wife wrote him a letter, he didn't read it so carefully. He just barely read it word for word.
"hiss!"
"Could it be that...Hunu retreated?"
Looking at Zhao Changying's expression, the two of them guessed that it was probably not a crisis in the north. Otherwise, the old guy would never have such an expression.
Then there is only one possibility left: Hu Nu retreated, or there were other changes that caused Hu Nu to be restrained.
But they never dare to think that Hu Nu was defeated!
Moreover, the defeat was a complete mess!
Zhao Changying still had no explanation, and the two of them were so anxious that they wanted to beat the old guy up on the spot.
"Bring it here, let me take a look."
Liu Fengping finally couldn't help it and took the letter back from Zhao Changying's hand. Su Xuan also came closer and quickly browsed it.
"Fuck!"
"Hu Nu was defeated...the 800,000-strong army was almost destroyed?"
"not only that!"
"Your Highness, you still want to fight back?"
Both of them looked dull, and for a moment, they couldn't wrap their heads around it. Eight hundred thousand cavalry were almost destroyed, and they didn't even have room to withdraw, so they were defeated one by one by Dayu's cavalry?
This is 800,000 cavalry!
cavalry!
The kind that rides a horse!
Moreover, the combat power of the Hunu cavalry is by no means comparable to that of the Southern Barbarians and the Mobei. The Mobei and the Southern Barbarians are regarded as nomadic civilizations and cannot even be called a country. After all, their ruling class is a tribal form.
The Hunu territory is different. Although the territory occupied by the Hunu is bitter and cold, not all of it cannot be farmed.
The terrain within the territory is also extremely complex, with grasslands and deserts. Although the land is not as fertile as the Central Plains, it is still barely able to be cultivated. It can be regarded as a semi-nomadic and semi-agricultural society.
Moreover, Hu Nu's royal court had a top-down ruling class.
"My dear, my little ancestor is actually planning to fight out. Hu Nu is not a southern barbarian!"
"Yes, it is not easy to break through Hunu's eight frontier fortresses."
However, Liu Fengping understood Ning Fan's meaning at a glance and explained, "It won't work if I don't fight him out!"
"Hu Nu suffered such a big loss from me, Dayu, and he will definitely not give up."
"After all, this time the Hunu came to take control of the Central Plains, and His Highness has now taken the initiative to fight out, avoiding the flames of war burning in my territory of Dayu again, and I can continue to consolidate the defense line towards the north and engage in production!"
"This is a strategic decision!"
"Moreover, His Highness is preparing to lead an army to conquer Da Yan personally. Is this going to declare war on Da Yan?"
Liu Fengping's eyes were burning with raging fire, and a surge of passion suddenly surged in his heart. He said in an excited tone: "For many years, Da Yan has always attacked me in the wars in the Western Region!"
"I didn't expect that I could wait until the day when I, Dayu, take the initiative to capture Dayan!"
"I, Dayu, am so strong!"
"The offense and defense have changed!"
…
Northern Territory.
Yunteng City.
Ning Fan led a group of civil and military personnel to the school grounds, but as soon as they entered, everyone froze in their steps. Huo Qubing's whole body trembled, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes.
Dian Wei, Xu Chu, Guan Yu, and even Li Ru and Jia Xu on the side had shock in their eyes and clenched their fists tightly.
"This is... my big man's cavalry!"
"It's my big man's military flag and my big man's armor!"
"He's my big man's son!"
Huo Qubing stumbled all the way to the front, his face full of excitement. He finally understood what His Highness meant by one hundred thousand cavalry.
I didn't expect that I had prepared such a big surprise for myself.
"Big man!"
"Chinese!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Commanders, I am Huo Qubing!"
Huo Qubing holds a spear in his hand and stands on the school grounds. The scales of his armor shine in the sunlight, like an unparalleled god of war standing tall throughout the ages!
"Uh-huh!"
"Finally, I will meet the General of Hussars!"
"No gifts for all generals!"
Huo Qubing thrust his spear directly at the general's platform, stretched out his hands, and hundreds of thousands of men raised their weapons in unison.
"I wear iron armor and carry a long sword. I fight with my son, and the road is long. We share the same hatred of the enemy, and we live and die together. I fight with my son, and my heart is not slack."
"Treading on the swallows, chasing the beard. Fighting with the son, singing fearlessly."
Huo Qubing sang together with a hundred thousand cavalry, and then smiled heartily: "Soldiers, I, the general, have been ordered by His Highness the Crown Prince to conquer the Hunu and attack Mobei. Are you willing to follow?"
"I will follow you to the death!"
"Those who rape me!"
"Even if you are far away, you will be killed!"
"Even if you are far away, you will be killed!"
"Even if you are far away, you will be killed!"
In just a moment, all the Han generals were inexplicably excited. Even generals such as Qin Qiong and Yue Fei had excited faces.
Ning Fan looked at the 100,000 cavalry in front of him, and he found that the Xuanjia Army seemed to have lost a bit of momentum and even belief in front of this Han cavalry.
There is no need for Huo Qubing to say anything else. As long as his figure stands on the high platform and mentions the word "big man", the hundreds of thousands of cavalry below will be like worshiping gods, with light in their eyes.
That flashing luster bloomed with unprecedented brilliance, as if a simple "Chinese" character could bring them supreme glory!
"His Royal Highness, the last general Huo Qubing, please order us to go to war!"
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