Shanyu walked out of the golden tent and looked at the pictures around him. He showed a satisfied smile on his slightly dark and handsome face, satisfied with the peace of his subordinates, and even more satisfied with the present day that was created after many days and years.

In his opinion, the Zhenbei Army, which was seriously lacking in cavalry, could not be the opponent of the Jintang cavalry. The battle between the two sides was so stalemate a few days ago. On the one hand, the combat effectiveness of the Zhenbei Army was indeed unexpectedly tenacious. The Tang Dynasty's ordnance and cultivators exerted power beyond imagination. The more important reason was that the Jintang cavalry did not attack with all their strength, but was more temptation and consumption.

When infantry and cavalry fight, they ignore who has innate advantages. Just psychologically, cavalry must have the advantage. If infantry wants to resist the cavalry's offensive, they must pay more physically and mentally.

A few days ago, the cavalry of the Golden Tent was consuming the physical strength and spirit of the Tang army infantry. More importantly, they gradually wiped away the will and courage of the other party, while enhancing their own morale and strengthening their confidence in victory.

Today is the day of the decisive battle.

The cavalry of the Golden Tent will give all their attacks, without leaving any backup to attack, without leaving any way to survive, and will give hundreds of years of humiliation to the Tang people, and will completely defeat the main force of the Zhenbei Army.

This is a very adventurous tactic. In the eyes of the Shanyu, it is a must-win tactic. Through the temptation a few days ago, he was very sure that the Tang people had no means to hide, so he would crush them upright.

As dawn gradually approaches, the white fish belly in the east is gradually occupying one-tenth of the sky. The dim morning light falls on the grassland and on Shanyu's face, making the lines on his cheeks appear harder and stronger.

He looked at the fields in the south. He looked at the Tang camp faintly in the distance, as if he saw later, the iron cavalry in the golden tent rushed like a tide, and the ground of the entire grassland began to shake. Then, just like a few days ago, all kinds of weapons were fired in the Tang camp, and the catapults made dull sounds. The spear in front of the camp was as sharp as the iron trench, and the iron thorns in the trench pit were as cold as the sword light of the Central Plains practitioners flashed, and the formation intention continued to surge. The vitality of heaven and earth will change violently between heaven and earth. However, those... will eventually be submerged by his iron cavalry.

General Leb came over and looked at the most wise Shanyu in the history of the grassland, the man he respected the most in his life, and his voice trembled slightly, saying, "After today, you will be the king of the whole world."

Shanyu no longer smiled, calm as usual. Because of certainty, he was so calm. His gaze crossed the Tang camp in the south, looked to a certain location further south, and heard from the national master that it was Chang'an.

The gentle but fearful emperor died six years ago, but his daughter was still alive. Shanyu thought silently that when he captured Chang'an City, he must kill her and then insert her into her body.

Ada also appeared outside the golden tent. He did not take a bath last night. The blood stains on his body had already condensed, exuding a faint fishy smell, which caused mosquitoes and flies in the wild grass to attack.

The nobles looked at this former young slave, the most powerful warrior in the golden tent, with his eyes full of disgust and fear, and he was not willing to stand too close to him.

Ada was injured on the battlefield a few days ago. In order to remember this injury, he deliberately did not wash away the blood on his body. He did not want to remember that humiliation, but to remember that he should learn from the other party.

That day he hid among the golden tent cavalry that was rushing to the battlefield, broke through the trench spear of the Tang army, and then hid with his companions' bodies, trying to assassinate Hua Ying, the vanguard of Zhenbei Army after the war.

Ada always wanted to kill Huaying. At the beginning, he just wanted to take revenge on the bloody prisoner-killing operations launched by Ning Que in Chang'an City. Later, it was because he had never been able to kill Huaying. He was very unwilling to accept that those unwillingness made him suffer like poisonous snakes, and made him risk this assassination.

His assassination failed because from the beginning, more precisely, from the moment he hid in the cavalry rushing to the front of the Tang camp, his whereabouts and purpose were always clearly calculated by one person.

Hua Ying never appeared, and there was an iron hammer and then a formation.

Ada suddenly encountered a surprise attack and was immediately injured, but he was the real master of the Golden Treasure Royal Court after all. In the end, he successfully broke through the Tang army's encirclement and fled back to the Golden Treasure, but he was in extreme embarrassment.

He ignored his injuries and visited the national teacher late at night before he learned about the identities of those people.

Seeing through his plan was Mr. Fan Yue, the fourth-year-old man who waved the hammer, was the unparalleled warrior of the Academy, and the woman who used the formation as if she was alive was Mr. Seven of the Academy.

The practice realm of these three academy masters is at the peak of the Cave Xuan Realm. In terms of the world's cultivation world, they are of course very amazing people. But for a real strong man like Ada, he can beat the opponent ten of them at one time, but in the end he was defeated so miserably, which made him very confused.

After thinking all night, Ada did not become even more angry, but was blinded by anger, but became much calmer. This was the first time he fought with the academy head-on on the battlefield, and he learned a lot. He respected the academy a lot, and his determination to destroy the academy became much stronger.

So at this time, looking at Tang Ying in the morning light, his expression was so calm. Even if he was hated and feared by those noble people, he was still calm. Today, the golden tent will definitely win, and there should be no need to take action by himself.

They also firmly believed that the golden tent would win, so Shanyu and Ada were very calm, while more grassland men seemed very enthusiastic. They looked at the Tang army in the south, and their eyes were filled with cold light like wolves.

As long as they defeat the Tang Kingdom, the Golden Tent will be the overlord of the entire world. In the new world, they will occupy the most prosperous and prosperous towns in the Central Plains, dressed in the smoothest silk, occupy the most beautiful women, drink the strongest wine, the clearest stream, and eat the softest white flour cakes...

These are all gifts of immortality. If you don’t accept them, you will be punished by God.

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Shanyu, Ada and countless cavalrymen looked at the Tang camp in the south.

In the Tang camp, General Huaying and his subordinates were also looking at the north. In the temporary general's mansion further away, Xu Chi was also looking at the north, looking at the group of hungry wolves in the morning light and morning breeze.

People feel danger.

The war in the first ten days was already extremely fierce, and the cavalry of the Golden Tent cannot be said to have not put in full force. It was just that the defense of the Zhenbei Army was extremely tough, so it was able to balance the situation, but today it was different.

Today, the Golden Tent was obviously going to fight to the death. The Shanyu and his subjects were ready to suppress the fate of the entire tribe into the battle that was about to begin later.

Huaying's face turned pale.

With the help of the telescope, he could see all the movements in the Golden Tent Royal Court. He saw the prairie barbarians feeding horses, feeding water, and salt, and even seeing the sheep bones boiled in the pot.

As an experienced Tang general, he knew the fighting habits of the grassland cavalry. At most, the war horses that had enough food and drink would rush towards him with the wolves-like barbarians.

This is the most formal combat rule of the grassland cavalry, which is why his face turned pale and his extremely angry - Shanyu and his grassland cavalry were not afraid to let the Tang army see these scenes. This is equivalent to saying that they had determined the time for the start of today's battle and notified the Tang army.

What a confidence this is, and what a humiliation it is for Tang Jun!

If it were ten years ago, when Hua Ying observed the first scene, he had already sent cavalry to raid. If he was unprepared to attack the enemy, he would definitely be able to achieve enough results.

But it is not possible now, because he does not have enough cavalry, and it is even more impossible to prepare war horses that can attack at any time according to time, just like when the Zhenbei Army was in its prime...

if.

That sentence and that judgment emerged in Huaying's mind again.

If the Tang Dynasty could still have a real cavalry and a sufficient number of war horses, would the Shanyu dare to advance so recklessly? No, what is waiting for the royal court of the Golden Tent today will definitely be destruction.

If he, if, if there really is an if, how could there be so many ifs in the world? There has never been an if, so the Golden Tent Royal Court will not perish today. Only then did the Shanyu and his grassland cavalry dare to advance so arrogantly and violently, and the Zhenbei Army face such an ending. He has even seen the bleak color on the word "end" and smelled the despairing breath on the word "end".

Unlike General Hua Ying, ordinary soldiers of Zhenbei Army still looked resolute and calm. They did not know the secret military situation, did not know the result of the sand table deduction, nor did they know or were too lazy to pay attention to the outcome of the outcome of this war. They only knew about fighting and were as fearless as in the past years.

Looking at the Tang army who was silently preparing for battle around him, Situ Yilan's eyes drooped slightly, covering the dimness, and then quickly raised her head to cheer up, not wanting to affect even the slightest morale.

She suddenly noticed that a Tang army next to the stove nearby had already finished breakfast quickly and started to squeeze and sharpen the knife. Only the Tang army was still standing next to the pot, holding a big bowl in his left hand and a wooden spoon in his right hand, eating porridge in big mouthfuls. After eating the meat inside, he was even more happy to swear something.

"May I have your name?"

Situ Yilan walked to the stove and looked at the Tang army and said.

The Tang soldier was not old, but from the calluses between his fingers holding the porridge bowl and his indifferent expression between his eyebrows, he could tell that he was a veteran who had experienced many battles.

The Tang army looked at her and was stunned. She put the porridge bowl on the edge of the stove, saluted and reported: "The fourth scout team of the Forward Camp is the king of Wang Wu, who has seen the general."

"Wang Wu? A very clean and neat name."

Situ Yilan said: "It's just that you're not doing things neatly enough. Haven't you seen that others have returned to the camp to prepare for the battle? Why haven't you returned to the team yet?"

Wang Wu showed respect for her, but that didn't mean fear. He explained with a sincere and funny attitude: "The scouts don't have to go out to fight for the time being. Besides, it will take at least more than an hour for those barbarians to come over. Why be too anxious? There is so much meat in the porridge today, it would be a pity if you don't eat it clean."

Situ Yilan raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "It turns out that she is a veteran."

Wang Wu scratched his itchy neck with the tail of the wooden spoon, and said with a chuckling, "You're over the award."

Situ Yilan said: "You have such a good appetite in the early morning. It seems that you are very confident in the victory of today's battle. If everyone can be like the same, or..."

When she said the word "O" she stopped abruptly.

The tired smile on Wang Wu's face suddenly shrank, and he looked at her calm and even said indifferently: "General, or what? Or can there be a miracle? You know. There is no miracle."

Situ Yilan's eyes were slightly cold, she stared at his eyes, and after a moment of silence, she said, "What do you want to say."

"Today there is a lot of meat in the porridge, and even more vegetables than meat... Although the food in the Beijun in my town has always been excellent, the treatment is still a bit too good, which makes me very suspicious."

Wang Wu was not afraid of her eyes and said calmly: "Or, this is the last meal before his death, so the general wants us to eat better?"

Situ Yilan said in a cold voice: "What do you want to say?"

Wang Wu pointed to the Tang army soldiers who were preparing for war in tents not far away and said, "I know that I will definitely lose this battle today. In fact, many people know it. I just don't say it."

Situ Yilan was silent for a long time after hearing this.

Wang Wu said: "If you think I have shaken the morale of the army, you can kill me on the spot."

Situ Yilan said: "I want to know more, why do you say this to me."

Wang Wu said: "Because I want to tell General Xu, tell the court, tell the academy... I am unwilling to give up. I don't want to lose. I don't understand why Zhenbei Army ended up like this."

Situ Yilan said in a deep voice: "Defending the border for the country is the mission of my Tang soldiers. What are you reluctant to accept?"

"The question is. Why did General Xu send us people outside the Gu River? Why did he have to fight here? I am not afraid of death, but I don't want to be sent to death."

Wang Wu suddenly became angry, threw the wooden spoon in his hand into the porridge pot, and shouted at Situ Yilan: "Xiang Wan was originally ceded by the court, and this battlefield was chosen by the general's mansion. Why did we die? Why did we die if we lose? Even if you generals, can't you win?"

Situ Yilan reached out to stop the personal soldiers beside her from drawing their swords and remained silent for a long time because she didn't know how to answer the veteran's angry question. Yes, if the court wants the Tang army to resist the enemy outside the border, the Tang army will do it without hesitation to sacrifice their lives and shed blood. But the court at least wants them to win, otherwise how can they rest in peace even if they die?

"Then what do you want to do, what do we want to do?" She looked at Wang Wu and asked very seriously.

Wang Wu didn't expect to hear such an answer. He was silent for a long time, smiled dimly, said nothing, and turned around and walked towards his camp.

Situ Yilan looked at his back and did not continue to ask, because she probably guessed what the young veteran wanted, and that was what she wanted, which was what the entire Zhenbei Army and even the Tang Dynasty wanted.

Wang Wu walked back to his tent and stood there for a long time in front of half a bag of hay outside the tent.

He was a scout and one of the few troops in the Zhenbei Army with horses. However, two years ago, his horse died, and died outside Weicheng. Since then, he has no chance to have his own mount.

A scout without a pedestal is not as good as a dog. Wang Wu often thinks this way. In the past two years, he feels that his life is indeed not as good as a dog, because a dog can bark twice, what can he do?

Wang Wu kicked away the hay and was about to wash his face. When he looked at the pale face in the bucket, his brows frowned slightly, and suddenly he began to hate his current emotions.

He took a deep breath, suppressed all the despair and anger in his heart, pulled out the big knife brought out from Weicheng from the sheath, and scolded his subordinates to start preparing for the later battle.

The scout without a pedestal... It was the Tang army, even if it was a desperate battle, they had to fight to the end.

He looked at the golden camp under the morning light in the north and suddenly remembered Weicheng.

When Weicheng was slaughtered by the cavalry of the golden tent, only a very small number of people escaped, and he was one of them.

Back to Zhenbei Army, after identity review, he regained his mount and then lost it again, just like he once owned a Weicheng, but in the end he kept nothing.

Wang Wu often missed the days when he followed General Ma to hunt on the grassland, and even more missed the days when he followed those tough seniors to kill horse thieves and rob gold and silver in the monumental predecessors. Those days are gone forever.

Under his indifferent expression was the anger that had never been extinguished and the hatred that bites the heart like a poisonous snake. He always wanted to defeat the barbarians on the grassland and recover Weicheng with the Zhenbei Army.
To be continued...