At this moment, the King of Donghu had no doubts in his heart - these ghost Zhao people must have had an inner support in Wuhuan Mountain!

Thinking of this, King Donghu couldn't help but feel a little grateful for his decisive decision. No matter which of the targets doubted was the inner support of the Zhao people, he was already dead anyway.

Then, next, I can only fight with the people of Zhao!

The King of Donghu took a look at his troops.

At this moment, 500,000 or 600,000 Donghu people gathered near Wuhuan Mountain. There were about 150,000 tribes who could fight on horseback, and the 20,000 cavalry of the Huns totaled 170,000.

After 170,000 people faced the 70,000 people from Zhao State, King Donghu thought about it carefully and felt that although the opponent's single combat power in this battle was stronger, the number of Donghu on the side was more than twice that of the opponent, and there was also a lot of hope for victory.

So the King of Donghu immediately ordered the army to fight without hesitation.

The prairie in spring is full of the green smell of fragrant grass. Countless green grasses sway with the spring breeze. A small river flows by the distance. Beside the river, cattle and sheep are eating grass leisurely, a peaceful scene.

Suddenly, the dull sound of horse hooves came from the sky, the grass was trampled by horse hooves, and the cattle and sheep fled everywhere in horror.

Zhao He grabbed his horse's reins and stared at the looming mountain in the north.

Although it is already spring, you can still see snow on the top of the mountain.

That is Wuhuan Mountain. Zhao He doesn’t know what the mountain range in which Wuhuan Mountain is now called, but he knows what the mountain range in later generations is called - Daxinganling.

We have already arrived at the Hulunbuir Prairie...

Zhao He thought for a moment and asked Zhao She around him a question very seriously: "You said these guys were having a party on the top of the mountain a few days ago, won't the ones who were frozen to death at night?"

Zhao She: “…”

Zhao He laughed and pointed to the front: "Look, the Donghu people are here."

As soon as Zhao He finished speaking, countless black dots appeared on the northern horizon. These black dots quickly spread densely, becoming an endless tide, sweeping towards the Zhao army, with amazing momentum.

The Donghu army has arrived.

The two sides were separated by several miles and formed a formation to confront each other.

Zhao He carefully looked at the Donghu cavalry in the distance, and after a moment, he shook his head: "It's just a group of beggars..."

Zhao He said this to belittle his opponent. In Zhao He's sight, many Donghu cavalrymen were holding a wooden bow in their hands and an arrow bag behind them. Their clothes were old and torn, and they looked quite miserable.

Zhao She said: "Yes, I heard that most of the Donghu people are the herd slaves of the nobles such as the Donghu King. Except for a small number of personal soldiers, these herd slaves are actually no different from livestock in the eyes of the Donghu nobles."

Zhao He smiled: "So I want to say that although I will kill many Donghu people today, one day the remaining Donghu people will definitely thank me from the bottom of my heart. Okay, I will send a five thousand cavalry from the left to test the Donghu people from the left."

In order to adapt to the increasingly large military scale, Zhao He also reformed the organization of the border cavalry army in the past two years, from low to high, there are ten cavalry, fifty cavalry, hundred cavalry, five hundred cavalry, thousand cavalry, five thousand cavalry and ten thousand cavalry as the highest military unit.

The messenger immediately began to gallop and race.

A moment later, a Zhao army of five thousand cavalry took the lead in breaking away from the formation and galloped towards the west.

The King of Donghu narrowed his eyes, waved his hand, and said, "Wulga, you bring ten thousand people there, don't lose my face!"

Wulega, who has a strong face and a short stature, is a close Munu of the King of Donghu. He grew up with the King of Donghu since childhood and is the number one general under the King of Donghu. He immediately took the order and left after hearing this.

After a while, Wulega led a group of Donghu cavalry toward the Zhao army.

The battle begins quickly.

Unlike infantry, cavalry combat is actually not as fancy as it is, at least in this era.

Two rains of arrows kept rising and falling, falling like locusts into the opponent's cavalry positions. From time to time, one cavalry after another could be seen falling down by arrows.

The casualties on both sides are increasing rapidly.

But soon, the commanders of both sides realized that something was wrong.

Zhao He smiled: "The Donghu people... are just like this."

The King of Donghu frowned tightly: "The people of Zhao... are they so strong?"

Compared with the Donghu cavalry, which was obviously a bit scattered and very uneven when shooting archery, the overall nature of the Zhao cavalry is significantly stronger. Not only is it very orderly forward and backward, but it is also extremely strict when shooting archery. It can be said that it refers to fighting wherever it is.

The gap between the two sides is also reflected in weapons and equipment.

The arrows on each arrow of the Zhao cavalry are made of iron. The thin armor of the Donghu cavalry is almost no different from those without wearing them in front of these iron arrows.

In contrast, the arrows of the Donghu Alliance were diverse, including sharp wooden arrows, sharp stone arrows, and bronze arrows used by officers and generals. They can be said to be messy and everything.

But even the sharpest bronze arrows must hit some key body parts to cause damage to the unified leather armor on the Zhao cavalry, let alone those arrows with inferior quality.

If the same arrow hits, the Donghu cavalry who was shot is probably killed or dropped on the spot. However, the Zhao cavalry is less than half or even less likely to die. There is about 30% chance of being dropped, and there is still 30% chance of being slightly injured or even unharmed.

It’s nothing to shoot one wave or two waves, but as time goes by, the disadvantages of the more Donghu cavalrymen are getting bigger and bigger.

Zhao He was a little worried at first, but he became more and more interested in watching it later.

This is simply an adult beating a child.

But thinking about it, Zhao State now has the vast majority of China's resources, tens of millions of people, countless resources and wealth. What about Donghu? It's just eating raw meat and drinking blood on the grassland, and it has not even really formed a tribal alliance of a complete country.

From the perspective of historians, both sides are not even from the same era!

When an arrow sounded and the Zhao cavalry suddenly rode their horses and rushed towards the Donghu cavalry, and drew out the sabers and long swords from their waists, Zhao He knew that the vanguard battle was over.

On the other side, the King of Donghu looked at the most famous Wulega under his command by an unknown Zhao officer chopped off his head and hung it on the saddle, his face turned pale.

Next to the Donghu King, many Donghu tribe leaders and generals were disgraced.

"Master, what should I do now?"

The King of Donghu gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Don't panic, this time we sent too few soldiers and horses. Look, the people of Zhao sent another 5,000 cavalry. Come on, and send another 30,000 cavalry out. This time we must find the place!"

On the other side, Zhao He said to Zhao She with a relaxed expression: "After you take these five thousand Dragon Xiang troops to defeat the Donghu people, you can attack the king flag opposite. I will lead the army to follow you."
Chapter completed!