Facing the big drama of attacking the Song Dynasty by the world, Zhao Huan, the official in the Song Dynasty, was very sad. Yang Zaixing, as the number one red stick under Zhao Huan, was naturally very sad.

The very sad Yang Zaixing led five hundred cavalry to the Tatar tribe, informed each other of his name and made a fuss and said to Altu directly: "The official family ordered me to take Hebule to meet the saint within ten days. Without further ado, I will make an appointment to fight with Hebule tomorrow. How about it?"

Alto looked around and over again, but saw that there were only five hundred cavalry behind Yang Zaixing and there were no other reinforcements. He immediately hesitated.

No matter how much the other person says, he is also the leader of a country. He has 100,000 cavalry under his command. Moreover, Hebule has recently received a batch of swords and swords from the Jin Dynasty. Although the equipment is not as good as your Song Dynasty, it is not bad. No matter how awesome you, Yang Zaixing, can you still work for 50,000 cavalry with just 500 cavalry?

After considering it, Alttu said, "General Yang is here, why not take a break first? I will send someone to Mengwu to make a battle. When the Hebule army fights with our Tatar team, General Yang can attack Hebule directly with a surprise attack. How about?"

By the way, Alto's plan was a dedication to his efforts—

Letting one's army fight with the Mongolian army in Hebule, and let Yang Zaixing's 500 cavalry attack Hebule surprise, is tantamount to using the Tatar troops to attract firepower, so as to create opportunities for Yang Zaixing.

After this battle, no matter whether Yang Zaixing succeeds or not, Mengwu will completely hate Tatar tribe to death and will never stop until death.

But Alto did not expect that Yang Zaixing would not appreciate his hard work.

"It's not worth it when the Altou brothers plan like this."

Yang Zaixing said: "Brothers Alto just send people to make an appointment for a fight. As long as he dares to fight, there will be nothing to do tomorrow."

Alto's face suddenly became gloomy and he snorted coldly: "Since that's the case, then just take your troops there. I, Alto's soldiers, are few and a few more than 500 people, but it's a major matter of injury."

Yang Zaixing didn't care about Alto's attitude. He just laughed and said, "Since that's the case, I'll bother the Alto brothers to send someone to Hebule. I said that Yang Zaixing will have five hundred cavalry and will invite him to fight a hundred thousand troops tomorrow."

Seeing that Yang Zaixing was so ungrateful, Altu simply shook his sleeves and angrily ordered someone to go to Mengwu to make an appointment for Yang Zaixing.

"Five hundred cavalry? Let's fight for my 100,000 army?"

Hebre Khan looked at Bilegen, the messenger of the Tatar tribe, and asked, "Are you sure you didn't talk nonsense?"

Bilegen stroked his chest and bowed, "Yes, the young general of Song asked my Khan to send someone to fight, and what he said was to fight against the 100,000 troops of Mengwu with five hundred cavalry. General Song also said, whoever does not respond to the battle will be the grandson of the turtle. Also, my Khan said that this is a matter between you Mengwu and Song, and our Tatar tribe will not participate."

Hebule didn't care whether the Tatar tribe was involved. He looked left and right and asked, "What does this... what does the turtle grandson mean?"

The Mongolians in the tent were a little confused. The word turtle is easy to understand, but what is the grandson of this turtle? The grandson of a turtle? Isn't that still a turtle? The turtle... it lives long! Well, it seems that Song Jiang is quite polite and speaks very politely.

"Then I'll agree."

After thinking for a while, Hebule said, "Tomorrow at noon, the sun will start fighting when it is the highest, and the location is at the foot of the Longju River."

...

Longju River, at the foot of the mountain.

"The Song General across the street listened!"

Anbahai, the leader of the Taiyichiwuti clan, came out and shouted in the direction where Yang Zaixing and Song soldiers were, "The Jin Kingdom promised me Mengwu gold, silver and treasures, and invited us to attack Song Kingdom together. I, Mengwu, had never responded, but the bastards of the Tatar tribe responded first!"

"Now, if your Song State does not go to attack the Tatar tribe, you instead enthrone the Tatar tribe and attack me Mengwu again. It's simply outrageous! You are too bullying! Your emperor is so stupid!"

"If you know the image..."

Before Anbahai finished speaking, Yang Zaixing slammed the horse's belly and rushed towards Anbahai. Anbahai wanted to escape back to his original formation, but unexpectedly, Yang Zaixing's war horse was abnormal and he had caught up with Anbahai in just a few breaths. Yang Zaixing swept his gun, swept Anbahai off his horse, and stabbed him to death with another shot.

"Am a babe!"

He Bule, who was originally thinking that the Song Bing generals were good at speaking, would be better than everyone to get together and parted. He looked at Anbahai who was stabbed to death in shock and angrily. In a rage, he waved his whip at Yang Zaixing and shouted: "Kill! No one left!"

However, Yang Zaixing did not take Mengwu's 100,000 cavalry seriously. After stabbing Anbahai to death, he pointed at Mengwu's 100,000 army with blood dripping spear. He angrily shouted and killed the thief, and directly led five hundred cavalry to start rushing into the formation.

Dare you say that the official family is stupid? You are slapped with melons!

As for the 100,000 army of Mengwu? Not to mention 100,000, even if it is one million, Yang Zaixing did not take them seriously at all.

The Mengwu cavalry was not even complete with armor, and only a few generals had extremely simple armor. Ordinary cavalry even had saddles and stirrups, so they could only rely on their legs to tightly clamp the horse's belly to maintain balance.

On the other hand, all of them were good horses, good armor and weapons. These five hundred kills were selected from the imperial guards. If they could not beat the Mongolian cavalry, then the commander of the guards, the commander of the horse guards would just wipe their necks and commit suicide!

Of course, if you continue to fight with these 100,000 cavalry endlessly, you will definitely suffer the 500 cavalry on your side. After all, there are 100,000 cavalrymen. Even if these 100,000 cavalry stand there and let them kill, you will probably be able to exhaust the 500 cavalry on your side.

However, I brought these five hundred cavalry to the point of being in the same place, not to fight against the Mongolian cavalry!

As long as he kills Hebule, his mission will be completed. As for the remaining 100,000 Mengwu cavalry, it is the matter of Mengwu cavalry.

After making up his mind, Yang Zaixing simply led five hundred cavalry to the Hebule Central Army.

Hebule didn't care about my baba's death—

He sent one team after another to stop the five hundred cavalry Song soldiers, but one after another was dispersed by the five hundred Song soldiers. So far, not only did he not be able to kill a Song cavalry, but he turned over a dozen thousand-man commanders into the opposite direction!

Now there are only two options in front of Hebule.

Or, they must bite the bullet and hold on to the end, and rely on the human sea tactics to kill these five hundred Song soldiers.
Chapter completed!