The lord of an army, if he panics, it will be all over.

As the saying goes.

There will be a bear, and a nest of soldiers.

As the commander-in-chief of the 11,000 households of the Han army and the king of Han. Wu Nian is really not panicking at the moment, but even if he is flustered, he can't show panic.

Dressed in armor and armed with a sword, he continued to watch the battlefield. Like a deity, it exudes endless coercion.

The Ouchi guards around them were originally panicked and uneasy, but slowly calmed down.

They bowed their heads slightly in respect. With the king here, we can't lose.

..........

Anding City.

It's not far from the battlefield, and the defense is very well done just in case. The gates were shut, and the city was full of soldiers.

East Side.

On the city gate is also hung the head of the county king, as well as his whole family. The air-dried head, wet by the rain, swayed with the wind, very infiltrating.

Loyal and righteous people have ended up like this.

I don't know how many Han people in the city, secretly weeping, and some people tried to steal Wang Xue's head, but because of the strict supervision of the Mengyuan people, they really couldn't do it.

In front of the city gate tower, Qin Zhen wore a square scarf and a wide-sleeved robe, dressed as a Confucian, and looked ahead, revealing an anxious look.

The battlefield could not be seen from here, but he could hear the killing.

What the hell is going on ahead. Did Meng Yuan gain the upper hand, or did he fall into the downside?

What exactly is the prince's hole card?

Beside him stood a commander of Meng Yuan, named Haiba. The sea tyrant didn't know about it at first, but he knew about it after the war.

He looked at the restless Qin Zhen, shook his head and said, "Lord Qin doesn't need to be anxious. This time we won. ”

"What are the prince's hole cards?" Qin Zhen's eyes lit up and asked.

Haiba thought about it for a moment and felt that it was nothing to say now. Then he said bluntly: "The prince mobilized a 10,000-strong soldier from the country. The general Qianshun is holding Fang Tian's halberd, and he has the courage of ten thousand people. ”

"Before the war. The Slavs made peace with us. After some negotiations, the Slavs had 20,000 cavalry from the west into Mongol Yuan and then south to Huanglong. ”

"It should be almost to the battlefield by now."

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

He was a high-ranking official of the Chu State before, so he naturally knew that he was a super powerful country that was the enemy of Meng Yuan and the Chu State at the same time.

And the race is also very different from the Mengyuan and Han people.

Some call them "white lions" or "white ghosts".

"Hahahaha." But soon, Qin Zhen reacted and let out a relieved laugh. Finally.

Finally.

I know the prince's hole cards.

This hole card is indeed a hole card.

The strongest hole card.

With the help of 20,000 Slavic cavalry, we won the decisive battle of the Yellow Dragon.

I did not accept Wang Xue's persuasion and came into contact with Wu Nian. This decision was so right, so right.

Han dynasty?

The Han Dynasty is coming to an end. No. Not only is the Han Dynasty about to end, but even the Chu State is also about to end. This world is the world of Mengyuan people.

Hahaha.

Ever since he killed Wang Xue, he has been struggling with whether he did something wrong or something wrong. has been afraid of his own fate after Wu Nian won.

It's good now.

Wu Nian wins? That's impossible.

Haiba smiled and looked down at Wang Xueren's head hanging on the city gate.

Ever since Qin Zhen killed Wang Xue, they really regarded Qin Zhen as their own.

No.

It's a loyal dog.

At that 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 number of cavalry.

"It's the Slavic cavalry, finally here." Haiba took a step forward, his hands on the female wall, and stared to the right.

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

Soon after, a cavalry with a very different style from the Central Plains appeared in their field of vision.

Sharply patterned pennants, clad in full-body armor with little gaps, armed with huge cavalry spears, rows and rows of cavalry, and their subordinates.

Qin Zhen saw the Slavic cavalry for the first time, and he felt very shocked, but more excited. How could the Han army resist such a terrible cavalry?

Haiba saw the Slavic cavalry, and said with a solemn face: "Look at their cavalry in full armor." Among the Slavs, these were knights, and also nobles. ”

"They were armed with huge riding spears, lined up, and they charged, and it was a terrible scene, like the end of the world."

"The cavalrymen in half-armor behind them are their squires."

"The Slavs, from the nobility to the commoners, were very belligerent. There is an almost pathological attachment to the land. It's an opponent that even we can only defend against. ”

Speaking of this, Haiba's face showed unwillingness.

Even if Mengyuan is a fighting nation, the size of the country is too small. The land of the Slavs was too vast, and the race was too warlike.

Under the oppression of the Slavs, Meng Yuan could only hope to invade Liaodong, enter the Central Plains, obtain vast land and population, and confront the Slavs in the north and south.

The appearance of Wu Nian shattered their illusions.

No.

Now the tide has turned. Wu Nian has no chance of winning, and Meng Yuan's strategic plan will also return to the path it should take.

Haiba quickly cheered up and said secretly in his heart.

"Da !!!!!!" A full 20,000 iron horsemen, marching forward in the heavy rain, neat and serious, without superfluous sounds.

Knights in the front row, knight squires in the back row.

Armor covering the whole body, huge knight's spear. A majestic and tall war horse. This cavalry of 20,000 men, like a majestic ox, was plowing the fields.

Rampage, angry mountains and rivers.

Haiba didn'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 Mengyuan soldiers around were also infected, raising their arms and cheering. Slowly spreading in all directions, in addition to the Mengyuan soldiers, there are also a large number of Mengyuan 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 shouted as well.

The Land of the Decisive Battle.

The rain is still falling, but it is showing signs of stopping. The soldiers of Zhang Sheng's army, who fought against Qianshun, had an obvious upper hand, and the suppressed Qianshun army could not raise their heads.

Zhang Sheng felt very proud and proud, we are the inner guards of the King of Han. At this moment, he got news from Wu Nian.

"What do you say? Ghost side? No. Cavalry of the Slavs? 20,000 people approaching the battlefield? Zhang Sheng was stunned, his brain buzzing.

It was as if he had been knocked by a hammer.

How so?

What should I do now?

Isn't the Qianshun Army a hole card of Chunyuan? How could there still be Slavic cavalry?

Zhang Sheng was very flustered, even frightened.

Don't be afraid of death.

Failure is terrible.

The Han army must not be defeated.

You can't afford to lose a single one.