Chapter 991: Capture

The cold winter sunlight spilled over the white snowfield.

The Northern Di cavalry, intercepted by the Gun Cavalry, stopped four hundred meters away.

Mule Hongzhen looked toward the Great Song cavalry in front, his gaze icy.

Discovering the Great Song cavalry was in pursuit, he immediately dispatched thirty thousand men to resist.

Yet these thirty thousand men clearly could not block all the pursuing Great Song cavalry.

The cavalry before his eyes still managed to break through the ranks and catch up to him.

"Our Northern Di Iron Cavalry has roamed the world, invincible on the Grassland. Lamu and Datan lost to you, but I will not lose to you!" Mule Hongzhen said.

In truth, although it was a fact that Lamu and Datan had been defeated.

He still refused to admit that the Northern Di cavalry was inferior to the Great Song cavalry.

Without fighting a battle in person, he was not reconciled.

Furthermore, the cavalry guarding him all came from the Blood Wolf Royal Tent.

They were elites carefully selected from the Northern Di cavalry, which gave him more confidence.

Therefore, seeing the Great Song cavalry right before his eyes, he was not worried; instead, a surging fighting spirit rose in his heart.

"Khan, let me go and chop off their heads one by one." Bamudan drew his Curved Blade and said to Mule Hongzhen.

No matter what, he would never allow his Khan to fall into the hands of the Song People.

This would be an absolute, supreme humiliation for the Northern Di.

"Go!" Mule Hongzhen nodded.

Responding with an affirmative, Bamudan ordered the soldiers at his side to blow the ox-horn bugle.

Amidst the "Woo-woo-woo..." sound of the horn, the Blood Wolf Tribe cavalry launched a charge at the Great Song cavalry.

Despite marching through the night, enduring hunger and thirst, and being extremely exhausted.

Despite them having only one Warhorse each, and after such a long gallop, the stamina of the Warhorses had almost reached its limit.

Yet the cavalry of the Blood Wolf Tribe still gritted their teeth, opened their eyes wide in rage, and decided to fight to the death.

This was their oath before joining the Blood Wolf Royal Tent.

It was just that all of this was ultimately in vain.

Because the Great Song cavalry would not engage them in close-quarters combat, but would only let them die under their Horse rifles.

"Let us fight to the death!"

At the moment the Northern Di cavalry charged, Chen Hu ordered the bugler to sound the charge for the attack.

Taking the Horse rifle from the side of his horse's belly, he was the first to charge out.

He had waited too long for this day.

Since childhood, they had lived in the nightmare of the Northern Di's Autumn Hunt.

Every year during the Northern Di Autumn Hunt, his family would take him and hide here and there.

Yet even so, his family was eventually torn apart.

At the age of eight, he witnessed with his own eyes the Northern Di chop off his father's head.

At the age of thirteen, his younger sister died at the hands of the Northern Di again.

Since then, he had vowed to take revenge on the Northern Di.

Three years passed after that, and Yan Wang finally appeared in Yanzhou, giving him a chance and a second life.

Otherwise, like many others, he would likely never have been able to hide from the Autumn Hunt year after year.

"Kill!" With bloodshot eyes, Chen Hu shouted until his throat almost bled.

In front of him was the Northern Di Khan, was Mule Hongzhen.

It was this devil who ordered the annual Autumn Hunt and indulged the Northern Di cavalry in burning, killing, and looting in Yanzhou.

His hands were stained with the blood and tears of the people of Yanzhou.

Behind Chen Hu, the other Gun Cavalry commanders and soldiers shared a common hatred for the enemy.

Most of the Gun Cavalry directly under Chen Hu were people from Yanzhou.

Since the founding of the Great Song, Yanzhou had been the front line against the Northern Di.

The hatred for the Northern Di in their hearts was carved into their bones.

"Kill!" They echoed Chen Hu, letting out bursts of angry roars.

Because they had two horses per person, the Warhorses could take turns carrying men, and the Warhorses had abundant stamina.

When charging, compared to the Northern Di cavalry, the difference in quality was immediately apparent.

Now, they were like fierce tigers, while the Northern Di cavalry were like sick tigers.

At the same time, they had eaten and drunk their fill at Yin Mountain, were well-rested, and were very comfortable; the soldiers' stamina was likewise abundant.

At this moment, with fighting spirit filling their chests, they seemed to have inexhaustible strength, charging out like sharp arrows.

When the distance between the two sides was only three hundred meters, the Gun Cavalry pulled the Trigger.

"Bang, bang, bang..." A burst of gunfire,

The Horse rifles flashed with bursts of fire, and the Bullet flew straight toward the Northern Di cavalry.

The front ranks of the Northern Di cavalry charging over were immediately hit, and a large number of cavalry fell.

After firing one shot, the Gun Cavalry immediately pulled the Breech Bolt, and the Dankou fell from the chamber.

They inserted a second Bullet and continued to fire; another large number of Northern Di cavalry fell from their horses, followed by a third shot.

The Northern Di Warhorses and cavalry fell one after another, causing chaos in the formation.

However, they did not stop their charging pace, trampling directly over the soldiers and Warhorses to continue the charge.

It was just that suffering such casualties before even engaging in battle made the Northern Di commanders realize that things were not looking good.

Especially Bamudan.

Now, he finally understood why Lamu and Datan had been defeated by the Great Song Cavalry.

But even having understood, everything was already too late.

They had already been entangled by the Great Song Cavalry and had no choice but to fight.

Biting the bullet, he led the Cavalry to continue the charge, wanting to rush within one hundred meters to utilize mounted archery for a rain of arrows to kill the Great Song Cavalry.

Within a few breaths, the distance between the two sides grew closer and closer, and at this moment, the Beidi Cavalry one after another picked up their bows and arrows.

But just at this moment, the Great Song Cavalry charging toward them suddenly split apart from both sides like a water current encountering a reef.

While maintaining distance from them, they continuously fired at them.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Because they had deployed the Cavalry formation, more Great Song Cavalry had the opportunity to fire, and for a time, more Beidi Cavalry were killed.

Seeing this, Bamudan felt his heart turn cold.

The Great Song Cavalry were very shrewd and simply did not give them a chance to get close.

Every Great Song Cavalryman was deliberately maintaining distance from their Cavalry.

"Giddyap! Giddyap!"

Bamudan's eyes were bloodshot from the killing; so many Beidi Cavalry had been shot dead.

In a fit of rage, he continuously urged his Warhorse forward, delusional in his attempt to catch up to the Great Song Cavalry to engage in close-quarters combat.

The other Beidi Cavalry were the same, continuously pursuing the Great Song Cavalry.

The snowfield suddenly became a racetrack for the Cavalry of both sides.

But how could their Warhorses, whose stamina had reached its limit, compete in a chase with the Warhorses of the Great Song Cavalry?

Among the Beidi Cavalry, people were constantly dying because they whipped their Warhorses frantically, causing the Warhorses to collapse and die from exhaustion after running non-stop.

There were also Warhorses that refused to run anymore, stopping and allowing themselves to be whipped without moving forward.

Conversely, the Great Song Cavalry were at ease.

They shuttled back and forth across the battlefield, continuously shooting and killing the Beidi Cavalry.

In the battle, they surrounded the Beidi Cavalry with ease.

"Bang!"

Noticing that the Beidi Cavalry were already at the end of their rope, Chen Hu shot and killed a Beidi Cavalryman charging toward him.

Immediately, he ordered the battle line to contract, continuously squeezing the Beidi Cavalry.

The battle continued for another half an hour, and the battlefield was covered with the corpses of the Beidi Cavalry.

In the end, Chen Hu surrounded the remaining six hundred or so Beidi Cavalry.

And the Beidi Khan Mule Hongzhen was under the protection of this group of Cavalry.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The sound of gunfire continued, and at this time, the Great Song Cavalry began to aim carefully, shooting and killing the outer Beidi Cavalry one by one.

Their final goal was only one: to capture the Beidi Khan—Mule Hongzhen.