On the vast plain facing the Hannan River, Temujin set up a huge and continuous camp. Tens of thousands of Mongolian troops advanced in several directions and gathered from all directions.
Seen from above, the dark masses of the army looked like dark rivers, slowly but unshakably flowing over roads, fields, plains, woods, grasslands, deserts, and villages.
Green grasslands, yellow deserts, brown fields... ... are now all covered by the gray leather armor of the Mongolian soldiers. It seems that only this color remains between heaven and earth. The densely packed swords and knives flash dazzlingly in the overwhelming dust raised by the Mongolian soldiers during their march.
Three days ago, Temujin's troops, which had been constantly moving their forces around, suddenly stopped and, contrary to their usual practice, lined up in front of the Hannan River with their backs to the water, showing an attitude of determination to fight to the death with the main force of the Turks!
Originally, most of the Turkic peoples and the tribes outside the Great Wall who were watching thought that this was just a bluff from Temujin and that the troops would withdraw in a few days. However, in the next three days, the overwhelming forces that emerged from all directions and almost covered all the Mongolian forces revealed an unimaginable fact!
Temujin is serious this time!
He really wanted to have a real fight with Fengyan City along the Hannan River, and the winner between them would become the true king of the entire grassland!
The battle for supremacy that broke out in Hubudagang more than half a year ago and determined the ownership of the entire grassland will once again occur along the banks of Hanan River!
As the sky gradually darkened, the Mongolian soldiers standing on the watchtower soon discovered that some vague golden shadows had appeared on the distant horizon.
Cavalrymen in golden armor appeared in groups. The golden ocean formed by their golden wolf armor was as vast as waves. Above the golden ocean, the sabers reflected the light of the setting sun, dazzling the eyes.
At dark that night, the Turkic Golden Wolf Cavalry led by Fengyan City finally arrived at the banks of the Hannan River.
"Wooo ...
When everyone in the tent heard the horn sound, they felt inexplicably nervous.
After a while, Temujin slowly returned to the tent, his eyes clearly filled with incredible excitement: "Generals, return to your troops."
“But the Turks have arrived?”
"That's right!" Temujin's face showed a solemn and excited expression: "Feng Yancheng is personally leading the army, with a total force of no less than 800,000. It is definitely an unprecedentedly large force!"
Then the rest of the generals and the leaders of the tribes who were determined to live and die with the Mongols returned to their own armies, ready to go and fight!
The camp was already in chaos. The troops were urgently gathering under the sound of the military bugle. The sound of footsteps was chaotic, the iron plates of armor made a sparse sound, and the soldiers were rushing from the camp to various positions with panic and tension before the battle. Although they had been prepared for a long time and expected it, when the long-awaited decisive battle finally came, everyone still felt at a loss and panic.
Temujin stood quietly in front of the tent, bathing in the setting sun and gazing intently at the distant horizon.
"After preparing for so long, we finally have guests. I just wonder if our Lord Wu Zun is satisfied with the banquet we prepared?" A green figure gradually appeared behind Temujin, with a warm smile like a thawing glacier.
"He will be satisfied."
The deep voice came out of Temujin's mouth syllable by syllable, loud and clear!
The next morning, when the whole grassland seemed to be still asleep and had not yet woken up, the sound of earth-shaking footsteps came from afar, and the whole earth could not help but tremble.
Temujin quickly climbed the hill and looked eastward, where he saw a faint golden shadow on the horizon. He took a deep breath and said, "It's finally started."
When the sun rose, all the Turkic troops lined up and advanced forward in a skirmish line formation. The wide front of ten miles made it impossible for anyone to see the entire Turkic army formation at once. In addition to the width, the length of the Turkic army formation was also dozens of miles long, with one line after another, as if there was no end in sight.
Under the gloomy sky, the cavalry's advance was like a surging tide. Looking down from the sky, the densely packed, armored heavy cavalry at the front were like a huge wave rising from the tide, charging across the plain, with the power to flatten even the hills and crush everything.
As the cavalry charged, there was a thunderous vibration ahead, the ground beneath their feet was shaking violently, and smoke and dust rolled on the horizon ahead.
"Shoot!"
At the command, the sky suddenly darkened, and arrows as dense as locusts suddenly flew out from the direction of the Mongolian camp, so dense that they covered the sky.
Under the hail of arrows, some of the Turkic cavalrymen who were in the front fell down from time to time. They didn't even have time to scream in the dense queue of horses before they were trampled into meat paste by the rolling horses' hooves.
But facing the rain of arrows, the Turkic cavalry vanguard continued to advance rapidly, and the vanguard of the cavalry was about to come into contact with the Mongolian vanguard.
"Long live Eternal Heaven!" Like a sudden explosion of thunder, a thunderclap echoed in front of the Mongolian army. The roar was so terrifying that even the Turkic war horses, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, were frightened and suddenly stumbled.
In front of the formation, thousands of Mongolian soldiers rushed out in an orderly manner, with spears, swords and knives shining brightly.
Wearing black armor and holding high the Poison Dragon Spear, Subuchi swung it with force, and the shouting and killing sound that shook the sky suddenly resounded in front of the army!
Mongol cavalry charges!
There were shouts of killing and the sound of horses' hooves rolling in the air. The sounds of roaring, fighting, and the collision of metal boiled over on the huge battlefield.
Gun smoke and mottled blood floated in the air, and the air was filled with a creepy smell. When the armored cavalry suddenly exerted force at close range, the spear array came forward in the front. The wrestling between the lance and the warhorse was accompanied by the twisted scraping sound of metal. The spear tip pierced into the horse's body through the gap in the armor, bringing out a large amount of bloody smell. The warhorse turned in pain, and some people in the spear array fell down. The knights on the horse waved the long spear in their hands, which passed across the people's faces. There was also a heavy hammer swung, and it hit the warhorse's head hard with a loud bang. The warhorse fell to the ground with blood plasma.
Amid the sound of the horn, even larger-scale shouts of killing rang out again, extending into a continuous mass and almost shaking the entire earth.
However, the war has just begun! (To be continued)