If the leader of an army panics, everything will be 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, King Wu Nian of Han is really not panicking at the moment, but even if he is panicked, he cannot show panic.

Wearing armor, he stood with his sword in hand and continued to watch the battlefield. He was like a god, exuding endless pressure.

The Ouchi guards around him, who were originally panicked and uneasy, slowly calmed down.

They lowered their heads slightly to show respect. As long as the king is here, we will not lose.

...........

Anding City.

It is not far from the battlefield, and is well-defended just in case. The city gates are closed tightly, and the city is full of soldiers.

Dongcheng.

The heads of the county magistrate Wang Xue and his family were hung on the city gate. The dried heads were 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 was wearing a square scarf and a wide-sleeved gown, dressed as a Confucian, looking ahead, showing 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 Mongolian 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 there was nothing more to say now. He said bluntly: "The prince has mobilized a soldier of ten thousand households from the country. The general Qian Shun holds the Fang Tian Hua Ji, and he has the courage of ten thousand men."

"Before the war, the Slavs made peace with us. After some negotiations, 20,000 Slavs entered Mongolia and Yuan from the west, and then went south to Huanglong."

"We should almost reach the battlefield now."

"Slavs?" Qin Zhen looked at Haiba in shock.

He had been a high-ranking official of the Chu State before, so he naturally knew about the super powerful country that was also an enemy of Meng Yuan and the 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 is about to end. No, not only the Han Dynasty is about to end, but also the Chu State. This world belongs to the Meng Yuan people.

Hahaha.

Since killing Wang Xue, he has been struggling with whether he did something wrong or not. He has been afraid of what will happen to him after Wu Nian wins.

It's fine now.

Wu Nian wins? That's 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 have 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 to the right.

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

Not long after, a cavalry 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 even 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 terrifying 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 Mongols 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 situation has reversed. 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.

Knights in the front row, knights and attendants in the back row.

Covered in armor, huge knight's spears, and majestic and tall war horses. This 20,000-strong cavalry team looks like a majestic cow plowing in 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 Meng Yuan warriors were also infected and cheered. It slowly spread in all directions. In addition to the Mongolian warriors, there were also a large number of Mongolian people living in the city.

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

"Meng Yuan will win."

Even Qin Zhen was infected, raised his arms, and started shouting.

The place of decisive battle.

The rain was still falling, but it gradually showed signs of stopping. Zhang Sheng's soldiers who fought against Qian Shun had a clear upper hand, while the suppressed Qian Shun army 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? Ghost party? No. Slavic cavalry? Twenty thousand people are approaching the battlefield?" Zhang Sheng was stunned, his mind buzzing.

It felt like being hit with a hammer.

how so?

What to do now?

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

Zhang Sheng was panicked and even fearful.

Don't be afraid of death.

Failure is terrible.

The Han army must not fail.
Chapter completed!