Chapter 1074: 2 Armies!

North of Yanshan.

When Chen Hu annihilated the Silver Moon Royal Tent, the twenty thousand Gun Cavalry commanded by Zhong Fang had just arrived in this region.

Gazing toward the due south, Zhong Fang smiled.

That direction was precisely where the Capital City of Dasong, Yancheng, was located.

At present, they were no more than four hundred li away from the Capital City.

"Your Majesty, today this general shall thoroughly eradicate the Black Iron Royal Tent." Cupping his hands toward the direction of Yancheng, Zhong Fang looked back toward the north, his gaze suddenly turning sharp.

At this moment, the Grassland beneath their feet was the pasture of the Black Iron Royal Tent.

Although the Black Iron Royal Tent had been severely battered by them time and again, the Northern Di had rebuilt this royal tent over and over.

Kutu was dead, and his son Enke had succeeded him.

Enke had also been killed by them, and the one who took charge was a Langlu under his command.

Therefore, the Black Iron Royal Tent remained unyielding to this day, active on the north side of Yanshan.

The fundamental reason why these royal tents were destroyed and reborn time after time was that Dasong previously lacked the ability to let its own Cavalry fight the Northern Di Cavalry on the Grassland while simultaneously controlling the Grassland.

Now, it was different; the Gun Cavalry had performed brilliantly on the Yongzhou battlefield.

The era when the Northern Di relied on Cavalry superiority to occupy the Grassland had ended.

From now on, the Grassland would be the stage for their Gun Cavalry.

"The Black Iron Royal Tent is right in front of us. Soldiers, follow me, let's wipe them all out!" Zhong Fang shouted again while riding back and forth.

Immediately, he took the lead, spurring his horse toward the north.

After reconnaissance, the encampment of the Black Iron Royal Tent was just twenty li away.

At this moment, the entire Black Iron Royal Tent had not the slightest defense against them.

The Northern Di people would never dream that Dasong's Cavalry would dare to penetrate deep into the Grassland to mop them up.

Under the command of Zhong Fang, more than twenty thousand Gun Cavalry headed toward the Black Iron Royal Tent.

When they were close enough to the Black Iron Royal Tent, they were discovered.

However,

No Cavalry came out from the Black Iron Royal Tent to engage them in battle; instead, they chose to flee in a panic, leaving behind the Northern Di herdsmen who were like birds startled by the mere twang of a bow.

"Cowards!" Zhong Fang cursed loudly upon seeing this.

Clearly, the Black Iron Royal Tent had been ravaged by them time and again, and the fear of the Dasong army had seeped into their very bones.

Otherwise, the brutal Northern Di Cavalry could not have just fled like this.

"Detach eight thousand soldiers to take the encampment, and the rest will pursue; kill as many as you can," Zhong Fang ordered.

They answered in the affirmative.

Most of the Cavalry broke away from the formation to pursue the fleeing Northern Di Cavalry.

The remaining Cavalry charged straight toward the Northern Di encampment.

At this time, the Black Iron Royal Tent encampment was in total chaos.

The Northern Di people in the encampment were filled with both hatred and anxiety.

What they hated was that their Great King was so cowardly that he chose to flee without even putting up a fight.

What they were anxious about was that the Dasong people were about to slaughter their way over.

Therefore, they were also busy leading their horses and packing their bags to flee.

But their movements were ultimately too slow.

The Dasong Gun Cavalry soon arrived at the encampment.

Seeing the Dasong Gun Cavalry, Northern Di people immediately grabbed bows, arrows, and Curved Blades to step forward and fight.

In an instant, the sound of gunfire erupted everywhere, and these resisting Northern Di people were shot down one after another.

The sound of gunfire lasted for a full two hours before it gradually subsided.

Under the fierce suppression of the Gun Cavalry, the Northern Di encampment was littered with the corpses of Northern Di people.

As for the Northern Di people who chose to surrender, they were terrified by the Gun Cavalry.

By the evening, the units that had pursued the Northern Di Cavalry also gradually returned.

In their hands, they carried strings of animal tooth necklaces.

Each necklace represented the death of a Northern Di Cavalryman.

When Zhong Fang annihilated the Black Iron Royal Tent, the Western Route Cavalry commanded by Xue Jian was still on the march.

Having set out from Tongguan, he had headed west the entire way.

This time, their strategy was the "fishing net" tactic.

Zhong Fang headed east, bypassing straight to the easternmost end of the Grassland, then attacked from east to west, driving the Northern Di people toward the west.

They, meanwhile, had arrived at the westernmost end to drive the Northern Di people from west to east.

And their Great General's attack on the Khan Court would force other royal tents to go to their rescue.

Thus, with this double insurance, the Northern Di people would be driven to the central region of the Grassland.

Once their three armies converged, they would be able to thoroughly annihilate the Northern Di people.

Of course, the Northern Di people still had one path to take, which was to flee to the frozen, snow-covered Extreme North.

However, in this season, the Extreme North was still extremely cold and covered in heavy snow.

Even if they went there, it was feared that most of them would starve to death.

Although the Ross people had fortresses in the Extreme North,

their supplies were barely enough to sustain themselves, and it was impossible for them to provide for a massive Northern Di army.

In the end, the Northern Di people would still die of cold or freeze to death.

This is the crux of their fishing tactics.

After another five days of trekking, the Cavalry commanded by Xue Jian passed through the Grassland, crossed the Gobi, and entered the Grassland terrain again; they finally found the Red Flame Royal Tent that guarded the westernmost frontier of the Northern Di.

At this moment, it was exactly noon.

Gazing at the Red Flame Royal Tent from afar, Xue Jian was preparing to order his Gun Cavalry to launch an attack, but he suddenly discovered that something was wrong.

Through a Telescope, they discovered that the Northern Di's Red Flame Royal Tent seemed to be engaged in battle with a unit of Cavalry.

These Cavalrymen looked quite different from the Northern Di people; they were actually Zhongtu people.

"Tusman Cavalry." Xue Jian's brows immediately furrowed.

Under the conspiracy of the Ross and the British, the Northern Di ceded a vast territory over two thousand li long and two thousand li wide to the Tusman Empire.

This region was the vast area centered around Tianshan.

This was the reason why, even though the Red Flame Royal Tent was actually only a little over two thousand li, or one thousand kilometers, away from Tongguan, they were able to see Tusman Cavalry once again.

If it were in the past, the territory of the Northern Di would have extended all the way to a position six hundred kilometers west of Tianshan.

"Wulanba, that idiot," Xue Jian cursed.

The Ross and the British were clearly cutting the flesh of the Northern Di to feed the Tusman, in exchange for the Tusman's support for them in the Zhongtu region.

As for the Northern Di, they couldn't care less whether they lived or died.

And the Tusman Empire, being courted by the two powerful nations of Ross and Great Britain, naturally wanted to seize this opportunity to annex the Northern Di's territory to the greatest extent and expand their own empire's map.

And even if the Tusman Empire disregarded its agreement with the Northern Di and continuously encroached upon Northern Di territory, the Ross and Great Britain would only turn a blind eye.

This was likely the reason why the Tusman Empire dared to continue its eastward invasion and fight against the Red Flame Royal Tent.

"General, what should we do?" a Cavalry general rubbed his hands in anticipation.

"No matter what, the Northern Di people are our Easterners; if they are to be dealt with, it must be us who deal with them. Since when is it the turn of Zhongtu people to show off their power here?" Xue Jian sneered.

Due to the heavy losses the Northern Di suffered in the Battle of Yongzhou, only the old, weak, sick, and disabled remained.

The Red Flame Royal Tent was clearly struggling against the more than twenty thousand Tusman Cavalry.

If they did nothing, the Red Flame Royal Tent would not last long, and then the Tusman would effectively have annexed the region under the jurisdiction of the Red Flame Royal Tent.

This was something he could not tolerate.

Just as he said, it was not the turn of the Tusman to deal with the Northern Di people.

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