Chapter 979: Sweeping Across

The cold wind was biting; even the golden sunlight pouring down could not add a shred of warmth.

On the vast snowy plains, Dasong Cavalry in deep green attire and Northern Di Cavalry in black attire chased and slaughtered one another.

An eagle flew past from high above, its eyes reflecting the full view of the battlefield.

Although the Northern Di Cavalry on the battlefield were numerous, they were like a large, scattered mass of black dots.

The Dasong Cavalry, however, were like a dark green line, keeping this mass of black dots perpetually surrounded in the center, unable to tear through the line no matter how they charged left or right.

As the battle progressed, this mass of black dots continuously dwindled, while the dark green line simultaneously kept shrinking.

"General, a unit of Northern Di Cavalry is coming up from the south."

On a hilly highland opposite Lamu, Chen Hu was observing the battlefield.

Ever since the Northern Di cavalry attempting to break through the flanks were defeated, a smile had remained on the corners of his mouth.

Despite having undergone several drills, he had been uncertain at the start about what kind of combat power the Gun Cavalry could exert on the battlefield.

But now, he was not only clear on it, but an unprecedented confidence was bursting forth in his heart.

To them, the Northern Di Cavalry were nothing more than clay chickens and pottery dogs.

They and the Gun Cavalry were no longer cavalry of the same level.

Therefore, when another unit of Northern Di Cavalry came to provide support, he was not nervous at all.

He glanced toward the south.

Sure enough, a large group of cavalry was heading in the direction of the battlefield.

Originally, this unit of Northern Di Cavalry had intended to cut off their retreat and annihilate all of their Gun Cavalry.

However, the war situation had not developed as they had anticipated.

They could not help but make their move.

"Proceed according to plan," Chen Hu said indifferently.

Before the battle, he had discussed with Zhong Fang that if the enemy's reinforcements arrived, they would each pull out ten thousand cavalry to deal with them.

After this period of fierce fighting, the Northern Di Cavalry on both flanks had basically been slaughtered into a scattered mess by them.

Twenty thousand men on each flank were enough to annihilate the remaining Northern Di Cavalry.

Perhaps the Gun Cavalry on the flanks could even end the battle early and attack the Northern Di Cavalry coming to provide support.

"Yes, General." Responding with a yes, the commander left.

The messenger immediately headed toward the flanks, and before long, clear whistle sounds rose and fell one after another.

The formations of the cavalry on the left and right flanks changed once again, with a ten-thousand-man unit from each heading south.

The offensive of the Gun Cavalry on the flanks did not stagnate due to the reduction in troops.

On the contrary, their attacks became increasingly sharp and bold.

Just like Chen Hu, the Gun Cavalrymen engaging the Northern Di had initially felt some trepidation.

But after a round of slaughter, their mindset had completely reversed.

In the past, when Northern Di Cavalry engaged Dasong Cavalry, they would mock it as a cat playing with a mouse.

Currently, it was still a game of a cat playing with a mouse, but the roles had been swapped.

Due to the change in mindset, the Gun Cavalrymen were no longer running in front while the Northern Di Cavalry chased from behind, shooting them as they turned back.

Instead, they boldly maneuvered with the Northern Di Cavalry, even charging forward directly, chasing the Northern Di Cavalry to strike them.

The arrogant aura the Northern Di Cavalry had during the engagement had by now vanished into thin air as the battle progressed, replaced by fear.

Their horse-archery tactics had failed on the battlefield for the first time.

Because the Dasong Cavalry had mastered cavalry tactics more formidable than their own.

This psychological disparity instantly cast them into hell, causing them to lose their confidence.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The sound of gunfire on the battlefield was incessant; under the attacks of the Gun Cavalry, the number of surrounded Northern Di Cavalry grew smaller and smaller, collapsing into a rout.

On the hill on the west side, Lamu was already unable to speak, his entire body trembling slightly in every part.

His tactics had failed.

Although the flanks of the Dasong Cavalry appeared fragile, they were clearly extremely resilient.

After the first failure to break through the flanks, other Northern Di Cavalry had launched charges one after another, but each time they were defeated by the Dasong Gun Cavalry.

The sun rose from the willow branches to the zenith, then slowly set westward from the zenith.

The cavalry on both sides did not even have time to eat lunch, having been in continuous slaughter.

Just as the sun slanted westward, turning into a red orb and spilling its rosy light onto the earth.

The battle of the cavalry on the flanks reached its end.

Except for a small number of Northern Di Cavalry who luckily escaped through the gaps in the pocket, the majority of the Northern Di Cavalry were annihilated.

Afterward, the cavalry on the flanks split off small groups to pursue the remnants, while the majority immediately circled around to the south to support the Gun Cavalry holding off the Northern Di reinforcements.

The Northern Di Cavalry commander responsible for the rearguard was none other than Datan.

At this moment, he was secretly lamenting his misfortune.

After he appeared on the battlefield, two Dasong cavalry units, one on the left and one on the right, immediately surrounded him.

He immediately ordered the Northern Di Cavalry to break through the encirclement to rescue the cavalry commanded by Lamu and Gebu.

But he never expected that not only would he be unable to rescue the two, but he himself would fall into a quagmire.

Their horse-archery was simply unable to withstand the muskets in the hands of the Dasong Cavalry.

In a single encounter, they lost more than three thousand men.

Afterward, the Dasong Cavalry blocking them stuck to them, gnawing away at his forces bit by bit, and he too was trapped among the cavalry, unable to get out.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard the sound of rumbling hooves.

Joy welled up in his heart; he thought it was Lamu and Gebu coming to save him.

But the next moment, his complexion suddenly turned pale.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

In an instant, the gunfire on the battlefield suddenly intensified several times over.

Those who had come to support were not Northern Di Cavalry, but Great Song Cavalry.

"Lamu, Gebu..." Datan cried out, a wave of sorrow in his heart.

Since the reinforcements of the Great Song Cavalry had arrived, the two of them had naturally been defeated.

In the time that followed, he launched several more breakout attempts, but they remained futile.

One hour later, he led his troops to break out toward the west again; at this moment, a burst of dense gunfire rang out, and he suddenly felt as if several parts of his body had been stung by bees, then his vision went black, and he fell from his horse.

The red setting sun continued to sink in the west, its light gradually dimming, and the earth was covered in a thin layer of black mist.

At this time, the Gun Cavalry returned from all directions; it was not suitable to continue the pursuit after dark.

Chen Hu and Zhong Fang joined their forces together once more.

Exchanging a smile, the two ordered their soldiers to clean up the battlefield while the sky had not yet turned completely dark.

The next day, the generals who had cleared the battlefield handed the battle report to Chen Hu.

"General, Datan and Lamu were both accidentally killed by soldiers, but a tribal king named Gebu escaped; besides that, over twenty thousand Northern Di Cavalry escaped our encirclement," Zhong Fang reported to Chen Hu after consolidating the reports from the generals.

"It is a pity that one escaped, but it does not matter; this battle is enough to make the Northern Di Cavalry tremble with fear. From now on, they are merely food on our plate," Chen Hu snorted coldly.

This Battle of the Snow Plains was the first large-scale engagement between the Great Song Cavalry and the Northern Di Cavalry.

The final result was that their Gun Cavalry had won, and they had won very thoroughly.

This meant that their Gun Cavalry had gained the initiative on the battlefield, and the Northern Di Cavalry would only be left to take a beating.

The supply lines of the Northern Di would also be completely exposed to their gun barrels.

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