Chapter 977: Clash on the Snowy Plain

"What!" Mule Hongzhen was slightly startled upon hearing this.

He then looked toward Bamudan and the other Royal Tent lords, and with a "pfft," he burst into laughter.

Flicking his horse whip, he said, "It's truly a case of a mouse growing large enough to want to eat a cat; to actually think of cutting off our Northern Di supply lines is simply wishful thinking."

"Our muskets and Artillery may not be as good as theirs, but one of our Cavalry can take on three of theirs. Khan, let me lead thirty thousand Cavalry to go and slaughter them all, to avenge our soldiers who died in the bombardment," Bamudan shouted.

Lamu heard this and cried out, "Does such a small matter require the Blood Wolf Royal Tent to step in? It only needs to be handed to our Copper Bull Royal Tent."

"Khan, please give me the chance to avenge my father," Gebu said.

The other three Royal Tent lords also wanted to seize this opportunity to kill the Da Song Cavalry and made their requests one after another.

Niegofu frowned, and after a long while, he said, "It would be best if you did not underestimate the enemy. The Da Song army is very cunning. Without the certainty of victory, they will not strike easily. I suggest it is best to send twice as many Cavalry as them to surround and annihilate them."

He admitted that the Northern Di Cavalry were excellent and, after training, could even rival the Cavalry of his Ross nation.

But the shadow of the bombardment made it impossible for him not to be cautious.

Mule Hongzhen calmed down at this moment.

He had simply been too eager to turn the tables, so seeing the Da Song army use their own weaknesses to strike at their strengths, he had naturally become overly excited.

Thus, he said, "Lamu, Gebu, you each lead sixty thousand Cavalry to pincer the Da Song army. You must not let them harm our cattle and sheep."

This time, the Northern Di had exhausted their main force to march south.

Now, because their advance was blocked, they were only concerned with setting up camp and planning slowly.

From here on, he feared there would be long-term, back-and-forth slaughter.

And with so many troops present, the consumption was staggering.

The cattle and sheep their army brought themselves were certainly not enough.

Therefore, he had just demanded that every Royal Tent send herdsmen to drive cattle and sheep toward the Yongzhou battlefield to ensure the army's supply.

Now, the Da Song Cavalry were suddenly preparing to detour to their rear,

to cut off their supplies.

He naturally could not tolerate this at all.

For this encirclement, he had staked everything the Northern Di had.

No matter what price must be paid, this war absolutely could not be lost.

Thinking of this, he added, "One hundred and twenty thousand is not enough. Datan, you lead another sixty thousand Cavalry to follow their movements. You three must remember to slaughter this Da Song Cavalry to the last man."

The Royal Tent lord named Datan had been operating with Wulanba.

Now that the forces were combined, there was no need for him to follow Wulanba anymore.

"Yes, Khan." The three bowed and saluted simultaneously.

Before long, the rumbling sound of hooves arose.

The Northern Di Cavalry camp set out, like a black river flowing across the white earth.

They split into three routes.

One route headed straight north to intercept the Da Song Cavalry's destruction of the supply lines.

Two routes headed northeast; one of these would detour to the left flank of the Da Song Cavalry to pincer them with the right-flank Cavalry.

One route followed behind the Da Song Cavalry to cut off their retreat.

Watching the Northern Di Cavalry surge out, Mule Hongzhen revealed a smile.

This was the true strength of the Northern Di.

Niegofu felt shocked in his heart.

He believed that if not for this Yan Wang appearing out of nowhere and disrupting the Northern Di's plan to march south,

the Northern Di would truly have unified the Central Plains dynasties and become the hegemon of Dongtu!

At the same time.

As the Northern Di Cavalry launched their attack,

the Gun Cavalry led by Chen Hu were moving unhurriedly toward the supply lines of the Northern Di camp.

"The Northern Di Cavalry will be here soon. When that time comes, you and I will each lead a route of Cavalry to annihilate them," Chen Hu said during the march.

He was not in a hurry to travel, in order to save the Warhorses' stamina and wait for the enemy in comfort.

Otherwise, if the Northern Di arrived and their Warhorses could no longer run, they would lose no small amount of mobility.

After all, the endurance of a Warhorse is limited; it cannot continue to gallop intensely.

Furthermore, their flanking maneuver was itself a tactical deception, intended to lure out the Northern Di Cavalry and destroy them.

As long as the Northern Di Cavalry were heavily damaged, the supply lines would naturally fall into their hands.

"Yes, General," said the Cavalry commander beside Chen Hu.

His name was Zhong Fang.

After Zhong Li left the Cavalry to take charge of the army's documents,

the Cavalry originally under Zhong Li's command came under Chen Hu's command.

This Zhong Fang was a clansman of Zhong Li and an excellent Cavalry commander.

He now served as Chen Hu's Vice General.

After marching north for another half day, the scouting Cavalry responsible for patrolling the surroundings returned, bringing news of the Northern Di Cavalry's movements.

"General, one unit of Northern Di Cavalry has appeared on our left flank, and two units of Northern Di Cavalry are behind us, with one of them moving toward our right flank," the Cavalryman reported.

A pair of binoculars hung around his neck; this was the standard equipment for every scout.

Pausing, he continued, "Moreover, each unit of Cavalry is numerous, and all are about the same size as our own force."

"Is that so? This time, the Northern Di are finally afraid," Chen Hu revealed a mocking expression.

Then he said to Zhong Fang, "Proceed according to the plan. You take the right flank, and I will take the left. If the Northern Di Cavalry in the rear come up, we will each detach ten thousand Cavalry to hold them off."

"Yes, General." Zhong Fang replied.

Immediately, he whipped his warhorse and headed east.

Meanwhile, the officers under his command blew the whistles hanging from their chests one after another.

This was the tool their cavalry used to transmit orders on the battlefield.

Different rhythms of the whistle conveyed different orders, which was the same principle as the ox-horn bugles of the Northern Di cavalry.

The clear, high-pitched whistle sounds rang out, and the cavalrymen immediately split into two groups according to the orders.

Chen Hu's cavalry headed straight to the west.

Before long, a black line appeared on the snowfield; it was precisely the Northern Di cavalry coming to surround and annihilate them.

"Today, let your grandfather teach you what a real cavalry is!" Chen Hu roared, drew the cavalry saber hanging on his left side, pointed it diagonally at the Northern Di cavalry, and bellowed, "Brothers, for His Highness Yan Wang, for Great Song, kill!"

"Kill!"

The Gun Cavalry all let out a roar in unison.

At this moment, they no longer conserved the stamina of their warhorses, urging them at full speed to charge toward the Northern Di.

"Seeking death!"

At this moment, the one commanding the left flank of the Northern Di cavalry was none other than Lamu.

Seeing the Great Song cavalry charging toward them, his eyes were cold and cruel.

He ordered his personal guards to blow the ox-horn bugle, and he had his cavalry arrange themselves into a long, continuous Horizontal Formation to charge toward the Great Song cavalry.

When the time came, once they made contact with the Great Song army, this line would bend, forming a pocket to surround the Great Song cavalry in the middle.

He would use the Northern Di's horse archery to kill the Great Song cavalry bit by bit.

This tactic had never failed them when dealing with enemies.

"Rumble, rumble, rumble..."

The sound of galloping warhorses resounded across the battlefield, and the hooves kicked up mud and snow.

On the white earth, the Great Song cavalry in dark green uniforms and the Northern Di cavalry in black attire drew closer and closer like two parallel lines.

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