Chapter 222: On the banks of the Han River

On the vast plains with their backs to the Hannan River, Temujin formed a continuous stream of huge camps, and tens of thousands of Mongol armies advanced in separate and multi-pronged directions, converging from all directions. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

From above, the black-pressed army looked like one black river after another, slowly but unshakably overflowing the roads, fields, plains, woods, meadows, deserts, and villages.

Green grasslands, yellow deserts, brown fields...... Now it was all covered by the gray leather armor of the Mongol soldiers, and it seemed that there was only this color left in heaven and earth. The dense swords shimmered in the overwhelming dust raised by the Mongol soldiers as they marched.

Since three days ago, Temujin's headquarters, which had been constantly swimming and moving in all directions, suddenly stopped, and uncharacteristically lined up in front of the Hannan River, assuming a decisive attitude of wanting to fight the main Turkic forces!

Originally, the Turks and the various tribes outside the Cypriots thought that this was just a bluff on the part of Temujin, and that they would withdraw in a few days, but in the next three days, the overwhelming military force that continued to emerge from all directions, covering almost all the Mongol military forces, revealed an unimaginable fact!

Temujin is playing for real this time!

He really wanted to have a real battle with Fengyan City along the Hannan River, and the winner between them would also be the entire grassland—the real one, King!

The battle for hegemony that broke out more than half a year ago in Hubu Dagang to determine the ownership of the entire grassland will once again appear along the Hannan River!

As it got late, the Mongol soldiers standing on the watchtower soon noticed that some shadowy golden shadows had appeared on the distant horizon.

The cavalrymen in golden armor appeared in groups, and the golden sea composed of their golden wolf armor was as vast as waves, and the saber above the golden ocean reflected the bright light of the setting sun.

When it was dark that night, the Turkic golden wolf cavalry led in Fengyan City finally arrived at the banks of the Hannan River.

"Woo...... Whining...... Woo woo ......" The long sound of the military horn echoed along the banks of the Hannan River, and everyone in the tent who was napping at noon jumped in unison. Sitting in the center of the big tent, Temujin Gujing Wubo: "I'll go out and have a look." ”

Everyone in the tent listened to the sound of the trumpet, and their hearts became inexplicably nervous.

After a while, Temujin slowly returned to the tent, and his eyes were clearly filled with difficult excitement: "The generals go back to their own troops. ”

"But the Turks have arrived?"

"No mistake!" Temujin's face showed a solemn and excited expression: "Feng Yancheng personally led the army, with a total army strength of no less than 800,000, which is definitely an unprecedented huge military force!" ”

Immediately, the rest of the generals who led the army and the leaders of the tribes who were determined to live and die with the Mongols returned to their armies, ready to fight!

The camp was already in chaos, and all the troops were urgently assembling in the sound of the military horn. The footsteps were sonorous, the iron pieces of armor were sparse, and the footsteps were chaotic. With the panic and nervousness before the battle, the officers and soldiers were rushing from the large battalion to various positions. Although the preparation has been long and expected, when the long-awaited decisive battle finally arrives, everyone still has a feeling of panic at a loss.

Temujin stood quietly in front of the tent, bathed in the sun's rays, and looked vigorously at the distant sky.

"After preparing for so long, we finally came to the guests. I just don't know if our Lord Wuzun is satisfied with the feast we have prepared? A cyan figure gradually appeared behind Temujin, with a warm smile like a thawing glacier.

"He'll be satisfied."

A deep voice burst out of Temujin's mouth, syllable-by-syllable!

In the early morning of the next day, when the whole grassland seemed to be still asleep and had not woken up, the sound of footsteps shaking like the earth shaking came from afar, and the whole earth couldn't help but tremble.

Temujin quickly climbed the high slope and looked to the east to see a faint golden shadow on the horizon. He took a deep breath: "It's finally begun. ”

When the sun rose, all the Turkic armies lined up and advanced in a skirmisher line. In addition to the width, the length of the Turkic army column is also dozens of miles long, and the queue is column after column, as if there is no end in sight.

Under the hazy sky, the advance of the cavalry was like a surging tide. Looking down from the sky, it was dense, and the ironclad heavy riders at the front end were riding in the entire momentum, like a huge wave rising from the tide, charging on the plain, and there was really the power of bulldozing the hills, crushing everything.

As the cavalry charged, a thunderous tremor sounded ahead, the ground under his feet shook violently, and smoke and dust billowed on the horizon ahead.

"Shoot the arrows!"

At the sound of the order, the sky suddenly darkened, and from the direction of the Mongolian camp suddenly flew out of the direction of the Mongolian camp, and the arrows were so dense that they covered the sky.

Shot by this rain of arrows, the Turkic cavalry that rushed to the forefront rolled down from time to time, and there was no time for a scream in the dense queue under the horse, and the hooves of the rolling horses trampled him into meat sauce.

But in the face of the rain of arrows, the vanguard of the Turkic cavalry was still advancing rapidly, and the vanguard of the cavalry was about to make contact with the vanguard of the Mongol side.

"Long live the Immortal Heaven!" It was like a thunderbolt suddenly erupting, and a thunderclap echoed in front of the Mongol army, and the roar was so terrifying that even the Turkic battle-hardened horses were so frightened that they suddenly stumbled.

In front of the array, thousands of Mongol soldiers slaughtered their entire army, spears and swords shining brightly.

Dressed in black armor and holding a poisonous dragon spear, Jochi swung it hard, and the shouts of killing that shook the sky suddenly resounded in front of the military array!

Mongol Iron Cavalry Charge!

The shouts and killings were like a tide, the sound of horses' hooves rolled violently, and the roars, fights, and various sounds of gold and iron clashing boiled on the huge battlefield.

Gunpowder smoke and mottled blood light wafted in the air, the air was filled with the smell of seeping, when the cavalry of the iron armor suddenly exerted force at close range, the spear array met in front, the wrestling between the spear and the war horse was accompanied by the twisted sound of gold and iron scraping, and the tip of the spear pierced into the iron armor along the gap pierced into the body of the horse, bringing out a large amount of bloody gas, the war horse turned in pain, someone fell in the gun array, the knight on the horse waved the long ge in his hand, crossed the face of the person, and there was also a heavy hammer swung out, and it was knocked on the head of the war horse with a loud bang, The war horse fell to the ground with the blood.

In the sound of the trumpet, a larger-scale shouting of killing sounded again, stretching into a patch, almost shaking the entire land.

However, the war has only just begun! (To be continued.) )