If the leader of the army is in a panic, then it will be all over.

As the saying goes.

A pair of soldiers will be defeated.

As the commander of the 11,000 households of the Han army, King Wu Nian is really not panicked at the moment, but even if he is panicked, he cannot show panic.

He stood with his armour and a knife, continuing to watch the battlefield. He was like a god, exuding endless pressure.

The big guards around were originally panicked and uneasy, and slowly calmed down.

They lowered their heads slightly to show respect. With the king here, we will not lose.

............

Anding City.

It is not far from the battlefield, so just in case, it has done a very good defense. The city gate is closed and warriors are everywhere on the city.

Dongcheng.

The heads of the county magistrate Wang Xue and his whole family were hung on the city gate. The air-dried head was wet by the rain and swayed in the wind, which was very cunning.

A loyal and righteous man ended up like this.

There were countless Han people in the city who secretly shed tears, and some people tried to steal Wang Xue's head, but because the Mongols and Yuan people were strictly in charge, they could not take action.

In front of the city gate tower, Qin Zhen wore a square scarf and a wide-sleeved long gown. He dressed as a Confucian scholar and looked ahead, showing an anxious look.

There is no battlefield from here, but he can hear the sound of killing.

What's going on ahead? Should the Mongols have the upper hand or fall into a disadvantage?

What is the prince’s trump card?

Next to him was a Montenegro Monarch, named Haiba. Haiba was not aware of it at first, but he knew it after the war started.

He looked at the restless Qin Zhen, shook his head and said, "Don't be anxious, Lord Qin. We will win this time."

"What is the prince's trump card?" Qin Zhen asked with his eyes lit up.

Haiba thought for a while and felt that it was nothing to say now. He said bluntly: "The prince mobilized a warrior of ten thousand households from the country. General Qian Shun held the Fangtian Painted Ridge and was brave enough to be a thousand men."

"Before the war, the Slavs made peace with us. After some negotiations, the Slavs had 20,000 cavalrymen from the west to enter the Mongolian Yuan and then headed south to Huanglong."

"Now it should be about to arrive at the battlefield."

"Mrs. Slav?" Qin Zhen looked at Haiba in shock.

He was a senior official of Chu before, so he naturally knew that he was a super powerful country that was enemies of the Mongol Yuan and Chu at the same time.

Moreover, the race of the people is very different from that of the Mongol Yuan and Han people.

Some people call them "white lion" or "white ghost".

"Hahahaha." But soon, Qin Zhen reacted and laughed with relief. Finally.

finally.

I know the prince's trump card.

This trump card is indeed a trump card.

The strongest trump card.

With 20,000 Slavic cavalry helping, we will win the decisive battle of Huanglong.

I did not accept Wang Xue's persuasion to surrender and contacted Wu Nian. This decision was really right, too right.

Han Dynasty?

The Han Dynasty is almost over. No. Not only is the Han Dynasty almost over, but the Chu State is almost over. This world is the world of the Mongols and Yuan people.

Hahaha.

Since he killed Wang Xue, he has been struggling whether he did something wrong or not. He has been afraid that Wu Nian will end up winning after he won.

Now it's OK.

Wu Nian wins? That's impossible.

Haiba smiled and looked down at the head of Wang Xueren hanging on the city gate.

Since Qin Zhen killed Wang Xue, they have truly regarded Qin Zhen as their own.

No.

It's a loyal dog.

At this moment, a slight tremor appeared on the ground.

"Dadadadada!!!!!!!!!!" Qin Zhen, Haiba and the people near the city gate tower immediately realized that there were large-scale cavalry.

"It's the Slavic cavalry, and finally here." Haiba took a step forward, put his hands on the female wall, and stared at the right side.

Qin Zhen couldn't wait to look to the right.

Soon after, a cavalry with a different style from the Central Plains appeared within their field of vision.

The pennant with distinctive patterns was covered with armor, with almost no gaps, holding huge cavalry, rows of cavalry, and their subordinates.

It was the first time Qin Zhen saw the Slavic cavalry. He was shocked, but more excited. How could the Han army resist such a terrifying cavalry?

Haiba had seen the Slavic cavalry and said with a serious expression: "Look at their armored cavalry. Among the Slavics, these are knights and all nobles."

"They held huge rifles, arranged neatly, and launched a charge. The terrible scene was like the end of the world."

"The cavalry in half-armored behind them are their attendants."

"Slavs were very warlike from the nobles to the civilians. They had a nearly morbid persistence with the land. They were opponents that even we could only defend against."

Speaking of this, Haiba looked unwilling to accept his face.

Even though the Mongol Yuan was a fighting nation, the size of the country was too small. The Slavs' land was too vast and the race was too warlike.

Under the oppression of the Slavs, the Mongol Yuan could only hope to invade Liaodong, take control of the Central Plains, and obtain a vast land and population, confronting the Slavs north and south.

Wu Nian's appearance broke their fantasy.

No.

The situation has been reversed now. Wu Nian has no chance of winning, and the Mongols' strategic plan will also re-take the path they should have taken.

Haiba quickly became excited and said in his heart.

"Dadadadada!!!!!!!" The entire 20,000 cavalry moved forward in the heavy rain, neatly and serious, without any unnecessary sounds.

Front row knights, back row knight attendants.

The armor covering the whole body, huge knight's guns, and a magnificent war horse. This cavalry of 20,000 people looked like a majestic ox, plowing the fields.

Rushing and rushing, rushing across the mountains and rivers.

Haiba couldn't help it, raised his arms and shouted, "Mongyuan will win."

"The Mongols will win."

"The Mongols will win."

"The Mongols will win."

The surrounding Mongolian Yuan warriors were also infected, raising their arms and cheering. They slowly spread in all directions. In addition to the Mongolian Yuan warriors, there were also a large number of Mongolian Yuan people living in the city.

They didn't understand why, but they joined in quickly.

"The Mongols will win."

Even Qin Zhen was infected, raised his arms and screamed.

The place of decisive battle.

The rain was still falling, but it gradually showed signs of stopping. Zhang Sheng's troops who fought against Qianshun had a clear upper hand, and the suppression of Qianshun's army could not raise their heads.

Zhang Sheng felt very proud and proud. We are the great guards of the King of Han. At this moment, he received news from Wu Nian.

"What did you say? Guifang? No. Slav's cavalry? Twenty thousand people are approaching the battlefield?" Zhang Sheng was stunned, his mind buzzing.

It seemed like I was knocked by a hammer.

how so?

What should I do now?

Isn’t Qianshun Army Chunyuan’s trump card? Why are there still Slavic cavalry?

Zhang Sheng was very panicked and even became frightened.

Don't be afraid of death.

Failure is terrible.

The Han army must not fail.
Chapter completed!