Chapter 440 Three hundred thousand troops were tricked by the emperor!
Finished giving instructions.
Qin Yun refused to enter the military tent and stood on a high place, bathing in the moonlight, staring in the direction of the Yimushan Grand Canyon.
This war is of extraordinary significance.
Cha Ming Weirou got into his arms, Ruyu's face was pale and her eyes were extremely worried.
Just ten miles away, her tribe was surrounded by more than 200,000 troops for several days, and their life or death was uncertain!
"Weirou, don't worry."
"I will fully support you."
Hearing this, she nodded slightly, her mood seemed low, her hands were even so nervous that they were trembling!
In this way, about a stick of incense passed.
Ten miles away, fire shot into the sky!
The sound of thousands of troops fighting spreads in all directions, and even though they are so far apart, they can still be heard.
Yan Zhong's army, divine soldiers descended from heaven.
The Feiya tribe was caught off guard. They didn't even know how these 30,000 soldiers and horses appeared.
In addition, 30,000 vs. 10,000, the Feiya Tribe has no chance of winning.
It was quickly broken up.
Yan Zhong strictly followed Qin Yun's orders and rushed into the canyon as quickly as possible without being reluctant to fight.
As early as a few hours ago, Qin Yun sent someone to summon Cha Mingmu. If nothing else happened, he knew that the imperial army would come to the rescue tonight.
Under the spotlight.
Yan Zhong took the lead and charged into the canyon, bathed in blood, followed by thousands of troops.
Iron hooves are like thunder, charging out of the darkness like an angry ghost!!
The movement was extremely terrifying.
"According to His Majesty's imperial decree, we will lift the siege of the canyon and kill the nine coalition forces!"
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
"Those who disobey the emperor's orders will be killed without mercy!"
Yan Zhong's voice sounded like rolling thunder. At the same time, he drew his bow and fired three arrows, making the air tremble.
The three banners of the prairie leader were shot down.
Then tens of thousands of people poured into the canyon like a torrent of steel.
"No, it's the imperial army. How did they get here?!"
"They are rushing into the canyon, hurry up, stop them!"
"We can't let them save people!"
The roars continued, and the prairie barbarians rushed over like a herd of wild beasts, but they encountered a tenacious counterattack.
A grassland leader roared from behind: "How many people are there in the enemy?"
Some barbarians were frightened: "This... I don't know. There are thousands of troops, maybe more than 200,000 people."
"roll!"
"Shit, there are two hundred thousand people. The imperial court still has the time to dispatch so many people to deal with us!"
"Hmph, kill them all for me!"
The rugged leader roared and his eyes turned red.
But as soon as the words fell.
In the chaotic battlefield, messengers screamed.
"Big boss, what's wrong, our main tent was attacked by Jiangnan soldiers and suffered heavy losses!"
"As well as the Dazhen tribe and the Central Yazhang, they all suffered crazy sneak attacks."
Hearing this, the barbarians were frightened and the leader changed his color!
The battlefield is chaotic, and beacons are everywhere.
"ah?"
"Could it be that the imperial army has arrived?"
Someone else pointed into the distance and shouted: "Look, there is dust everywhere in the west, and the imperial army is coming!"
"Retreat quickly, retreat quickly!"
"We have to go back to support the main account...!"
"Why didn't Daliang inform us? This is Daxia's elite main force, at least 200,000 people!!"
"..."
Countless voices filled the chaotic and open battlefield, seemingly disorganized!
This battle was completely chaotic.
Even the leaders were collectively panicked and believed it to be true. More than 200,000 elite members of the imperial court came to the rescue.
This is the effect Qin Yun wants.
He stood at the commanding heights of the street pavilion, overlooking the terrifying melee from a distance, and showed a confident smile.
"Your Majesty is wise. When it is dark and dusty, the nine coalition forces cannot judge how many troops we have."
"Look at those prairie barbarians. Those who want to fight will continue to fight, and those who want to retreat will retreat on their own. They are indeed native chickens and dogs, and the bulk cargo alliance." Chang Hong said with a smile.
Qin Yun put his hands behind his hands, his black hair dancing in the wind, looking very steady.
Although he is not on the battlefield, he dominates the trend of the entire battlefield.
"With the help of the mysterious man's letter, it would be easy to rescue the Zazahar tribe."
"Just wait until Yan Zhong returns."
"Now, I have to start the next step of my plan."
As he spoke, his eyes shot out a sharp light, which seemed to be able to pierce the sky, which was extremely terrifying.
The people around him looked shocked.
Any other plans?
Chang Hong's eyes flickered and he asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, are you trying to counterattack...?"
Qin Yun grinned, showing his big white teeth, harmless to humans and animals.
He turned around and said, "That's pretty much what it means."
Hearing this, many generals twitched their mouths and had cold sweat on their foreheads.
The melee on the grassland is like this. It would be great to escape victoriously, but Your Majesty still wants to fight?
"I ask you, which tribe is closest to Jieting?"
Chang Hong said without thinking: "Dazhen tribe."
"They are active all year round south of the eastern grasslands."
Qin Yun shook his head: "Although this tribe is close, it is not the strongest among the nine tribes."
"I cannot destroy all the nine tribes for the time being."
"So choose the strongest one to destroy, and shock and shock the outside world."
As he spoke, he said quietly: "The Dongtu tribe is suitable, rich and powerful. Defeating him will be enough to scare other tribes."
Hearing this, Chang Hong's scalp exploded.
Attack the Eastern Turkestan tribe’s lair?!
All the generals swallowed hard and looked at Qin Yun in horror.
"That's right, the food will take five days to arrive. This forces me to grab it."
"Since the Dongtu tribe is so arrogant, I will take action on them!"
"Bring me the map, I want to arrange it."
The faint voice has no emotion at all, which makes people frightened!
"..."
The war on the grassland has turned into a complete mess.
There were hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses involved alone, scattered everywhere, and the battle was endless.
But it was always the grassland tribes that suffered.
The troops sent by Qin Yun were like loaches. They chased me and ran away, retreated and attacked. It was completely a guerrilla tactic.
The fighting lasted until dawn.
In the Yimu Mountain Canyon, there are thousands of corpses lying there.
I saw a river of blood flowing in the terrifying canyon, reflecting the blood moon in the sky.
But Kou Tianxiong and Yan Zhong came out and killed half of the 30,000-strong army!
Behind them were more than 10,000 members of the Zazahar tribe. There were not many left, and many of them were old, weak, sick and disabled.
The nine grassland coalition forces have no intention of resisting. Firstly, they are afraid of encountering the large army of the imperial court, and secondly, they are anxious to return reinforcements!
They have selfish motives and are unwilling to stand up to each other, which creates this situation.
Half an hour later.
The canyon is eight miles away.
A certain one is a large plain tent, extremely luxurious and solemn.
"Snapped!"
A crisp slap sounded.
A cold murderous aura appeared on Zhang Ren's elegant body, and he cursed angrily: "Trash, a bunch of trash!"
"Why did you have to leave the Yimu Mountain Canyon? It was only midnight and someone took Chaming Mu away. I'm so angry!"
A Yizu covered his red and swollen cheeks and showed no temper.
"Our rear area encountered a surprise attack, so we withdrew half of our troops."
"Moreover, the imperial court's soldiers and horses, like divine soldiers descended from heaven, suddenly appeared at the foot of the canyon. How do we defend ourselves?"
Zhang Ren looked cold and snorted: "So you are trash!"
Several grassland leaders were blushing but did not dare to speak.
"You have all been lied to!"
"The hundreds of thousands of troops coming there are just a trick played by the Emperor of Daxia. His army can only have a hundred thousand troops at most!"
"We also separated four places for fighting and raiding!"
"You were fooled around and you were defeated step by step!"
"waste!!"
Zhang Ren is rarely so angry. These people are really stupid!
"ah?"
"The total number of their battlefields is only 100,000?!" A leader asked with bulging veins in shame and anger.
Zhang Ren said coldly, "What else?"
"ah……!"
"You bastard, how dare the Emperor's son lie to us!"
"We can't let them leave like this!"
"If you don't do anything, you won't stop. If you leave the dog emperor in the grassland, you will avenge your shame!"
The leaders roared like wild beasts and were extremely angry. They were defeated and scared off, which made them feel aggrieved.
Deep inside the military tent.
Wang Min sat calmly inside, her peach-blossom eyes unruffled, and she didn't care about the fighting situation.
It's just that his eyes are far-reaching and his heart is filled with faint thoughts.