Realm of Power

In the Beishan grassland, the sky is gradually getting brighter, and the snowflakes are falling like a big curtain covering the world. The grassland people's camps are already crowded with tribes, and the colorful tribal flags are blown by the cold wind. Grinning straight, the fire rising in the tent The large pot hanging above the head was already boiling, and the aroma of various beef and mutton wafted out. The tribal nobles could be seen shouting orders, urging the tribal servants to unload weapons and arrows from the transport carriage. Come down and pile them up in bundles on the snow,

The whole blacksmith shed in the camp was also filled with firelight, and there were dense clanking sounds. The red-burning forging furnace, and piles of forged scimitar and arrow clusters were piled next to the shed. Ever since Wang Tingwei retreated to Beishan. Caochang, the power from Wangting headquarters is here Continuously gathering together, these grassland tribes belonging to the Royal Court headquarters are relatively crude in equipment and cannot be compared with the Royal Court Army. After all, in the heyday of the Royal Court, the main force of the Eighth Army was there, and these vassal tribes served as servants. How can it be possible to improve the equipment?

Now there are only two armies left of the Eighth Army, both of which were left to guard the grassland by the new Khan. Only the Khan's direct army will go south to Yanzhou. If the two armies are mobilized to go south, it will be a major event that shakes the entire grassland. Once Yanzhou loses, Wang Ting didn't just lose Yanzhou, so Wang Ting could only temporarily mobilize these vassal tribes to come to rescue them.

After all, compared with Yanzhou, Wangting is the homeland on the grassland, and although these vassal tribes have average fighting power, they are more powerful than others. They are willing to fight to the death as long as they are given benefits.

Teams of prairie knights rolled up snow dust and ran back and forth on the edge of the camp. They rolled up snow dust all over the sky, and gradually gathered their mounts in front of the camp gate. The snow dust gradually subsided. The sound of people shouting and horses neighing stopped for a moment,

Originally, the Royal Court was worried about the time it took to mobilize reinforcements, and the Yelu Army would press forward again. Although the 20,000 Wang Ting Guards had excellent combat power, they were still under great pressure in the face of the hundreds of thousands of Yelu Army pressing across the board. Under Maju Fort, two With the strength of the powerful troops, Wanwang Tingwei was only one The Yelu Army was penetrated at a single point, but in fact Zhaguo Tiemu knew very well that the Yelu Army was not as unbearable as it seemed. If Yelu Guda had not been arrogant and attacked without authorization, other troops had to rush to attack, and the 20,000 Wang Ting Guards It may not be possible to achieve the results of that day.

Moreover, a surprise attack and a real fierce attack against a hundred thousand troops are completely different things! The grassland of Beishan is wide and conducive to large numbers of cavalry. It is also the last barrier for Yanzhou to go to Beijing. Although it knows that the terrain is unfavorable, it can only hold on.

The cold wind was blowing. Zha Guotiemu stood on the high ground of the Beishan grassland, staring at the large military camps in front of him. His silent eyes were as fierce as a lone wolf, his fingers tightly holding the handle of the scimitar, on the grassland. In the eyes of men, all power comes from two things, war Horses and scimitars, and Zhaguo Temu, who fought hard to ascend to the throne of the Khan during the struggle for power among the three princes, would put his scimitar within reach even when he was resting. It was this habit that made him During the Third Prince Rebellion, he luckily escaped assassination from the other two parties.

"King Khan, as of yesterday, the twenty-seven tribesmen of our Wangting headquarters have arrived at the 21st, and the total strength has exceeded 60,000 cavalry, plus 20,000 Wangting guards. Even if the Yelu army launches a large-scale attack at this time, we will have nothing to do. Terrible!" A middle-aged Wang Ting general reported to Zhaguo Tiemu with a respectful expression.

"Twenty-one? What about the other six?'

Zhaguo Tiemu turned around with a slight frown on his eyebrows. The cold wind blew his hair hanging down from his helmet. Even in his youth, there was a faint hint of white. His stern appearance gave people a feeling of facing steel. The hard feeling makes people feel the tenacity and tenacity of the person in front of them without hesitation." The six tribes have moved out of Wang Ting's pasture in the past six months, so this time they all expressed their rejection of Wang Ting Zhaoling, and Kati Your tribe also beat the envoy we sent "

There was a look of anger on the face of the general of the Royal Court: "These people were not optimistic that King Khan would ascend the throne. There are three of them who are rebellious and related to the other two by marriage. King Khan punished them severely before he went south, and now they are still If you have a grudge against King Khan, it is naturally even more impossible for you to come."

"Send an order to Wu Gudri of Lei Jun. Since these tribes no longer recognize that they belong to the royal court, there is no need to worry about anything. As for the Katir tribe that beat the envoy, just erase it!" Zha Guo Tiemu uttered the words with a cold face, took a deep breath, and glanced at the vast Beishan Racecourse again.

Yanzhou Beishan Ranch is a horse farm used by the Yanzhou Army of China and Belgium to raise horses. However, more than a hundred years ago, this place was not called Beishan Horse Farm, but called Beishan Guangping Slope. A major turning point in a life-and-death battle between Asians,

One hundred and eighty years ago, Zucker Berlin, known as the Golden Eagle Khan, personally led an army of 250,000 prairie troops to attack Yanzhou after conquering and wiping out his old enemy Hu Lin for many years, intending to use his victory to defeat Yanzhou. Let the horses’ hooves of the prairie cavalry trample on the land of Central and South Africa, As a result, they were lured into Guangping Slope of Beishan by the Yanzhou frontier army, which was not very powerful at the time. They were then surrounded by a large army of 500,000 people led by the Emperor of Central Asia. It was pitiful that 200,000 grassland troops were crowded into this area, which was only a few miles wide. On the narrow terrain, several attacks still failed to break through.

In the end, all the grassland heroes of Zac Berlin and his grassland elites died in the battle on Guangping Slope of Beishan. In that battle, the vitality of the grassland tribes was severely damaged, and the royal court lost control over the grassland tribes. Each tribe conquered each other, and dozens of I didn’t dare to look directly at the Yanzhou barrier in China.

Until the first two Khans re-established the majesty of the Royal Court, unified the grasslands, and rebuilt the legendary Eighth Army of the Royal Court, the strength of the Yanzhou Army in China was already different from what it used to be, and it became a pressure on the people of the grasslands. A sharp sword, and now, on Guangping Slope of Beishan Mountain, a life-and-death battle between the old and new forces of the grassland has begun. I don’t know if this is the arrangement of Changshengtian or a joke of the God of Destiny.

Now that Zhongbia is in ruins, the Yanzhou Army is history. It is the time when the grassland people really take over this fertile land. However, the grassland people have to kill each other. Otherwise, with such power, where in Zhongbia? Not advisable! Even the remnant forces in Central and South Bibia can be wiped out in one fell swoop.

"King Khan, this is a letter sent by the scouts ahead." At this moment, a Wang Tingwei came on horseback and stopped his horse twenty meters in front of Zhaguotemu, holding a gun in his hand. Arrow Cluster jumped off his horse and walked in front of Zhaguo Temu to report.

"A letter from the shooting?" Zhaguo Tiemu was stunned for a moment. He took the arrow cluster with the letter tied to the arrow shaft from the Wang Tingwei, untied the letter on it, opened it and took a look, suddenly showing a look of astonishment. , the above content really made him feel a little incredible: "The Yelu Army was in civil strife, Yelu Qiyeguang fled, Yelu Guda took control of the entire army, and three days later attacked Beishan Grassland across the board."

"King Khan, what happened?" Several Wang Ting generals following him were confused. They didn't know the content of the letter, but the look on King Khan's face was really weird.

"It's nothing! It's just some threatening words. It should be a strategy from the Yelu Army." Zhaguo Tiemu held the letter in his hand and laughed.

"Go on, the scouts will pay close attention to the movements in the direction of Baiju Castle!" Zhaguotiemu issued the order to the cavalry behind him. He didn't know whether the content of the letter was true, but he knew very well that such things could not be said, because There are definitely members of the Yelu family among the generals under his command. The power of the Yelu family is at its peak, even on the grassland.

With the huge resources and wealth in central China and Bibia, huge temptations have been released. How many people have defected to the Yelu family overtly or covertly? Otherwise, how could the Yelu army's attack on Yanzhou be like an uninhabited land, with tens of thousands of defenders anyway? The army was defeated by the Yelu family in one breath? Although there are elements of using a large number of Zhongbia siege equipment, without detailed information on Yanzhou's military strength and without everyone cooperating inside and outside, it will definitely be difficult to achieve the extremely precise breakthrough attack that was done some time ago. As for whether the Yelu Army is If there is civil strife, you can immediately send someone to investigate and you will know.

If Yelu Guda really controls the Yelu Army, it would be a God-given opportunity! The sudden change of commanders in the entire army affected not only the morale of the army, but also the readjustment of the overall strategy. Even the internal contacts of the Yelu family that had previously been in contact were all cut off at this moment.

It is not difficult to explain why Yelujun suddenly stopped for so long without making any moves!

Three days later, countless military flags fluttered over the vast expanse of land like goose feathers. Wang Tingjun's 80,000 troops and Yelu's troops, 130,000, totaling 210,000 prairie cavalry, faced each other in Beishan Grassland, an area about five miles long and wide. Unexpectedly, the horses' hooves were crowded on the frozen ground, making a frightening gurgling sound, "The whole army is coming, crush the Wang Ting army!"

Yeluguda drew out his scimitar and pointed it straight ahead. The dense rumbling sound resounded across the ground. The cold light of the weapons carried by the cavalry as they galloped shone with a stifling light in the morning light. The dense hooves of the cavalry kept stepping into the ice. The covered slopes are like black lines rolling forward. The picture is spectacular and full of poignancy.

Opposite the Yelu army that was coming like a tide, Zhaguotemu's eyes flashed with sharpness, and he raised his hand. The air around him seemed to be still, like a huge wolf pack carefully staring at the prey ahead. The aura of boiling blood made Wang Tingjun's war horses begin to tap their front hooves in dissatisfaction, and the rows of grassland formations spread out like fans along the edge of a ditch.

"Open the bow"

The countless bowstrings of these grassland shooters were drawn at this moment, and they bowed towards the grassland that was erected at the upper corner, as if a forest had suddenly been erected. "Shoot!" The ten seconds of silence were as long as a full year. , Zhaguo Tiemu's right hand pressed hard, and it collapsed. The sound of countless bowstrings being released at the same time was like the sound of Wang Tingjun's attack. There was a sigh in the sky, and everyone seemed to hear some kind of buzzing sound. The sky above their heads suddenly darkened. Countless arrow clusters suddenly burst out, rushing into the sky like locusts, and the metallic light flow was like The starlight begins to fall at a certain height, with a sharp whistling like a rainstorm flying down, bang bang bang! The sound of a sharp weapon piercing the armor and then entering the flesh was mixed with the screams of the person who was hit by the arrow. The horse fell over and rolled over, stirring up snow and dust violently. The impact of the Yelu Army cavalry was like being swept by a white line, and countless arrows rolled over. From a distance, it looks like a horizontal line of blood mist has exploded in the heavy snow.

"kill!"

In the rain of arrows, Yelu's army rushed forward as if they were stimulated. It was like sharp knives parting the calm waves of the water, tearing apart the confused earth filled with winter snow. The sound of horse hooves could finally be heard, and the thunderous roar had already separated. No points, just boom At this moment, for both sides, the arrow shooting no longer matters. For the galloping cavalry, the arrow clusters may not have even fallen down before they are already fiercely piercing into the opponent's enemy at a distance of hundreds of meters. In the midst of the heap, who would still take the arrow cluster to heart?

"Why are you still hesitating? Let's move in across the board!"

The horn horns of the Yelu Army seemed more urgent. The Beishan slope was originally a terrain with a wide middle and narrow sides. The lines filled by the Yelu Army never broke. Groups of cavalry drove their horses to raise the cold snow in the sky, like a A channel opened on the ground in the distance The huge gate, countless horse heads, human heads, and the cold steel light as dense as scales were so numerous that people were stunned. The most shocking thing was the huge arrow formed by the front line of the Yelu army, aiming directly at the king. The main formation of King Tinghan’s battle flag,

There were more than ten thousand people running at the front, all of them fully equipped with armor, a shield in one hand, and a prairie long-handled wolf fang in a sweeping posture. The arrow clusters were nailed to the shields and armor, but they were bounced away. , all of them are actually heavily armored. As long as they rush into the enemy formation, there will be a bloody storm. Howling sounds come from their mouths, and their feet are skilled and powerful. Hooking the horse's belly, it was really flying like a cluster of arrows. The wolf and fox tail on the top of the helmet was blown back by the strong wind at the same time. It looked like a pack of wolves running on the prairie. On the contrary, it was Wang Tingjun's side. , the entire group of shooters were still arrayed in front of the army. They seemed to have been frightened and forgot to retreat into their own formation.

"Yelü family Baihe's personal army!"

Zhaguo Tiemu stared at the powerful Yelu family who were leading the way, and his pupils couldn't help but tighten. Such a fierce and fearless aura was probably the same even for Wang Tingwei under his command, and Wang Tingwei only had 20,000 people. He spent almost countless money from the royal court to support the troops, but the Baihe army of the Yelu family numbered 80,000.

I think back then, the Baihe pro-army had slightly better combat power than other tribes, but definitely not to this extent. They just entered the Imperial Plains and swept through the Zhongbia people all the way, stepping on the bones of hundreds of thousands of Zhongbia troops from the north to the south. ,,, pushed the Yelu family to its current peak, and it is not an exaggeration to call them the elite of hundreds of battles. This is the current Baihe pro-army! A large piece of white rolled up, turbulent like a mountain falling apart (to be continued.)