Senho's statement is correct.

Even Wu Nian's order is to stick to Di Dao. Stop the Slavs for a while.

But Feng Chong has his own fallacies. He glanced at the thousands of households, raised his right hand and pinched his chin, and said, "You only know one but you don't know the other. ”

"The Art of War. Familiarity with the art of war is essential. But if you are familiar with the art of war and don't know how to make changes according to the situation, that is just talk on paper. ”

"Think about it. You, Great King. Most people think. I should defend the city. ”

"The Slavs also thought that I would hold on to the city of Di."

"They must have let their guard down when they marched in the vast ice fields. Not even a spy. I sent an army of two or three hundred miles, and laid an ambush on their path. ”

"Sudden attack. Not to mention that they were all wiped out, it would be okay to kill and injure seven or eight thousand of them, right? ”

"They don't say direct attrition. They were frightened and marched slowly. We'll be able to delay much longer. ”

"All in all. I think it's okay. ”

Feng Chong rolled up his sleeves and said with great interest.

"Uh!!!"

Thousands of households were shaken and looked at each other, and when they heard this crooked reasoning, it was really a bit crooked.

Out of the blue.

It's action, and it's beyond everyone's expectations.

Di Cheng finally won it. Who will risk going out of the city to stop it?

Except for Feng Chong, who does not play cards according to common sense.

Even better. Their cavalry did not suffer any losses when they attacked Dicheng. It's just that the march has been attrition a lot.

Ten thousand households of cavalry, the establishment is still relatively complete. The combat power is very strong.

"That's right. We haven't killed all of our ponies yet, have we? Feng Chong thought of a question, the smile on his face froze, and asked.

War horses rode and fought, and horses carried military supplies.

If the ponies are killed, they won't be able to get out if they want to.

"Ugh. I'll ask. A thousand households were stunned, quickly stood up and hurried away.

Early the next morning.

Feng Chong left a thousand light cavalry to garrison Dicheng, and took nine thousand cavalry, one man and two horses, braved the wind and snow to leave Dicheng and headed west.

The Mengyuan people in the city have been killed, and only more than 30 Han families remain.

And the heavy wind and snow obscured the march of the great army.

Feng Chong's bold military operation was very secretive and did not leak the news.

...............

The so-called Di Dao is a long, long road. There are mountains, plains, and forests. It's warm for a few months of the year, and it's freezing for the most part.

Emperors of the Slavs, far away in Europe. In the Far East, there is another person in charge.

After receiving Meng Yuan's request for help, the Slavs did not hesitate. The manpower was immediately organized, but in a hurry, it took time to gather the grain, grass, and soldiers and horses.

They were divided into two parts.

50,000 in the front and 50,000 in the rear, a total of 100,000 elite soldiers. The front starts first, and the rear slowly assembles.

Among the 50,000 soldiers and horses in the front, seven or eight thousand were knights and cavalry. The rest are all elite infantry troops. A large number of people who transported supplies were not counted.

The supplies were delivered by carts and pulled by horses, mules, donkeys, cattle and other livestock.

The Slavic men and horses on the avenue formed a long snake formation and headed east.

It's freezing and it's hard to walk.

There is a vast expanse of snow all around, and there are few references. As Feng Chong expected, there was still a long way to go from Dicheng here, and the Slavs were not very vigilant in the army.

In the absence of reorganization, the knights of the Slavs were more scattered.

A knight under the command of the Earl of Cohen. Caine Knight, Smith Knight, and Tony Knight rode side by side, walking in the center of the line.

Their knights, squires, and infantry were scattered all around.

The knightly squires and infantry officers were all half-armoured, and most of the infantry wore only chain mail and leather armor.

"It's cold. Although Europe is also cold, it is not so cold. Knight Kane unfastened his leather gloves, took out the sheepskin water bag from behind his horse, aimed it at his mouth, and took a sip of the spirits.

When the liquor was down, the whole body warmed up.

To live in such a cold place, high-purity vodka is essential.

"yes. But life in Europe, although good, does not have our chances. As a knight, only by fighting in the wilderness and gaining military exploits can you have a future. ”

"It's a good opportunity. If we repelled the Han army, and then swallowed the Meng Yuan. You can get a large amount of land in Mengyuan. Maybe I'll be promoted to baron and get a bigger one. ”

Knight Smith saw that his companion was drinking, and he couldn't help but pick up the sheepskin water bag, drank the wine, and then said.

"Hmm." Tony Knight nodded, mumbling.

Far East Siberia, most of the land is barren. However, the land of Mengyuan is relatively warm, which is suitable for growing potatoes.

There are also precious furs, which can be sold to Europe for a good income.

It would be nice if it went further south and invaded the state of Chu. I heard that it is very warm over there, and there is an entrance to the sea that never freezes.

War.

It means wealth, status, land.

The whole Slavic system is like the Qin state in China. Born for war.

It's just that what they don't know is that there is no clear line between the prey and the hunter. Hunters want tiger skins, but people who are killed by tigers abound.

They slackened, as if they had exposed their weak necks in front of the tigers.

.................

More than ten miles to the north, there is a small forest. Originally, there were animals in the forest, which were either scared away by the Han army, or hunted by the Han army for meat.

The camp of the Han army, hidden in the middle of the forest.

From the outside, it's just an ordinary forest.

Inside the big tent of the Chinese army.

Feng Chong was wearing armor and sitting on a small bench. On both sides of the front are nine neatly draped thousand households. In the center, a bonfire burns.

The blazing open flame made the temperature inside the tent very high.

Feng Chong and the faces of the nine thousand households were very excited.

Feng Chong was the most excited one.

"Hahaha. Look at it. Our spies can quietly approach the army of Slavs. It proves how lax their defense is. ”

"As long as our heavy cavalry is in front and the light cavalry is in the rear. Killing him three times in and three out, that's an idle thing. ”

"Set small goals. Kill seven or eight thousand casualties. ”

Feng Chong crossed his hands on his hips and laughed.

"General. Don't forget to prepare torches. The baggage carts of the Slavs, how much could be burned. A thousand households clenched their fists and added.

"Hmm." Feng Chong snorted.

Immediately, he stopped talking nonsense and stood up. Raising his right hand, he said, "Brothers." Illustrious feats are just around the corner. ”

"Let's go."

"Yes." Thousands of households stood up neatly and shouted loudly.

Soon after. Feng Chong gathered all his forces, five thousand heavy armored cavalry, four thousand light cavalry, and slaughtered the Slavs' army.