Finally, after consideration, Quan Xu sent Adamhan to fight. First, Adamhan was an old man from the Ulutus tribe and had rich experience on the battlefield. Second, Adamhan had 5,000 soldiers, two thousand more than the invading elite cavalry of the Three Thousand Great True Kingdoms. In this case, it would be considered a fair match for the response.

This is not Quan Xugao's response to the combat effectiveness of the elite cavalry of the Great Master Kingdom, but a cautious attitude. After all, the reason why the elite cavalry is called the elite cavalry is naturally reasonable. Moreover, this small-scale contact battle with a small number of people is also the first battle between the Ulutus tribe and the Great Master Kingdom. If this elite cavalry can be destroyed, it will definitely be a huge blow to the morale of the Great Master Kingdom.

After being appointed, A Danghan felt happy and felt as if he was favored by Changshengtian. He walked a little drifting when he was walking. He led the army out of the city so vigorously, and he wanted to set up an ambush in a valley turning the river. But when he met the other party's ranger, he tried his best to shoot, but a few of them still ran back alive to inform him.

Originally, the distance between Wo'an City and Telin City was not far. Under the rapid horse whip, the roar soon encountered the army of Pusanda.

"Have you met the Mongolian Tartars?" Pusanda said in suspicion after listening to the cavalry's report.

"Report to the general, the young one really encountered it. It was less than twenty miles away from us. They originally planned to set up an ambush, but they were able to see through us, and they were so angry that they chased us."

"Have you seen their firearms?" Pusanda continued to ask. Before leaving, Wannu of Puxian told him to be careful of the firearms of the Mongolian Tartars. In addition, the attack of the Telin City was reported to have been made by the Mongolian spies in the army and opened the city gate. However, the army still knew that it was caused by the firearms of the Mongolian Tartars.

Therefore, when he saw the Ranger who had returned safely, he was very concerned about the firearm.

"At that time, the Mongolian Tartars had only time to shoot us with arrows, and did not use firearms."

Hearing this, Pusandari showed unconcealed disappointment on his face. He didn't say much, so he asked the cavalry to retreat first. Instead, he said to the general present, saying, "The Mongols' battle this time is to destroy our Dazhen Kingdom. Everyone, we are all descendants of the ministers of the Dazhen Kingdom, and our fathers are all officials in the current dynasty. Once the Dazhen Kingdom is gone, it is unknown whether our glory and wealth can be preserved?" He said this, and swept everyone present.

The eyes were filled with everyone's reaction and expression and said: "Mongols hate the people of our Jurchens the most. Anyone who surrenders is a man who is a slave, a wife and a maid. There are very few who treat high officials and generous salaries. A real man should live freely and happily for a lifetime. If he is a slave, wouldn't he live for a lifetime? Now the Mongolian Tartars are twenty miles away, holding the best salary of the king and wearing the most exquisite armor of the Dazhen Kingdom. Are you afraid of the Mongolian Tartars?"

"Don't be afraid!" At first, only the generals shouted, and the other soldiers shouted. When the Jin Dynasty was in great strength, these Jurchen generals who were adjacent to the Mongolian grasslands followed many of them to implement the strategy of reducing the number. Although that was the business of their ancestors, the Mongolian and Jin Dynasty's feud was formed. Not to mention that the Jin Dynasty killed the Mongolian Khan's father, which was almost difficult to resolve.

Although the Great Zhen Kingdom today is different from the Great Jin Kingdom, it belongs to the same ethnic group. Even if the Jurchens who still live in the forest do not know the concept of ethnic group, the upper class of the Great Zhen Kingdom knows the truth.

Therefore, from the beginning, Mongolia has maintained a vigilant and defensive attitude towards the Great Zhen Kingdom. Now the war is about to start again, and the Jurchens have no idea how many times they have been defeated by the Mongols. In the hearts of most soldiers, the Mongols have been deified into synonyms for invincibility.

This is what is the saying goes, "Be afraid before fighting!".

It was because Pusandayi knew this that he would speak these inspiring words before the upcoming war.

The effect is still good! At least for the military generals of vested interests, it is unimaginable to lose their current power and status. So what they shouted was the loudest.

"Then are you willing to be slaves to the Mongolians, present your wife and daughter to them to accompany them, and be a cow and horse for them?" Seeing that the atmosphere was good, Pusanda continued to ask.

"I don't want to!", the reply voices have gradually become unified.

"What should we do?"

"Call back!Call back!"

"Driving away the Mongolians and protecting the Great Zhen Kingdom!" Amid the shouts of beatings and killings, Pusandali led the entire army with satisfaction and rushed towards the upcoming Mongolians.

Similarly, the cavalry led by Adanghan was also accelerating towards the southwest. When he learned that a ranger had escaped, Adanghan knew that the ambush might not work.

However, fighting in a dignified match was also in line with their Mongolian boys' generous temperament. He led the army and killed him quickly and had a fair showdown.

So a foreseeable battle quickly entered the countdown!

After about two incense sticks, A Danghan finally saw the smoke and dust rolling in front of him. The rumbling horse hooves became tighter and tighter. He knew that the Jurchens were coming.

"The Mongolian Tartars are right in front, everyone will follow me to kill them!" Pusandari also noticed the dust that was surging from the opposite side. He knew that the Mongolians were coming, and he shouted and inspired.

Soon, both sides saw each other's figure. One Jurchen side was black iron armor and the other Mongol side was silver soft armor. Looking down from mid-air, it was like a black torrent and a silver torrent rushing, and was about to collide!

"Upload the sabre!" The Ulutus army almost equipped every cavalry with melee weapons. This sabre, which is nearly ten feet long, is the melee weapons commonly equipped in the army.

Swish, swish, swish,...... There was a sudden sound of a knife drawing, and the sound of horse hooves moving forward quickly, it looked like some kind of concerto.

Pusanda and the others were not willing to be outdone and pulled out their spears one after another. When the distance between the two sides was closer to one mile, their speed did not weaken at all.

Until the collision sound of bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

But even so, no one can retreat!
Chapter completed!