mtl008 Chapter 1399 They've come to deliver war merits.
Chapter 1399 They've come to deliver war merits.
His words were like a fire, instantly igniting the most primal desires in the hearts of all the Black Wolf warriors present!
"Ow-!!"
They let out a deafening roar, like hungry wolves!
The sound converged into a torrent, causing the entire grassland to tremble!
"set off!"
Ashina suddenly waved his hand and rushed towards the merit and wealth that he saw as within easy reach.
Behind him, three thousand Black Wolf warriors also let out a deafening roar.
Followed by.
"Your Majesty, the Black Wolf tribe is charging!"
On a high sand dune.
A scout on guard duty looked at the flames rushing wildly toward them from afar, a hint of tension appearing on his young face.
"how many people?"
Murong Yan stood beside him, still wearing the same black and gold phoenix descending to earth dress that had long become legendary.
Su Jin, dressed in the deepest black, seemed to blend into the entire world in the silent night.
Only the five-zhang-long, dark gold trailing tail, fluttering silently in the night wind, resembled a black banner filled with the aura of death.
On the hem of the skirt, a giant phoenix embroidered with real gold thread stood tall, its eyes wide open, as if it too could sense the killing intent approaching them.
"In response to Your Majesty's words."
The scout's voice trembled slightly.
"At least six thousand people!"
"And they were all cavalry!"
Six thousand cavalry?
This number sent a chill down the spines of all the Daqian soldiers present.
They currently have a total of about five thousand people.
Among them, nearly three thousand are new recruits who have just completed their training.
Let them go head-to-head with six thousand elite cavalrymen from the northern desert who have already experienced countless battles?
How to fight this battle?
Everyone's gaze instinctively fell upon the stunningly beautiful queen, whose face remained completely expressionless.
They were waiting for her command.
To fight, or... retreat?
Murong Yan remained silent.
She simply watched the firelight getting closer and closer in the distance.
After a long while, she slowly turned around.
His gaze slowly swept across the tense faces of every soldier present.
Ultimately, the gaze fell upon the handsome man who was also looking at her.
"Husband."
Her voice wasn't loud, but it was like a powerful spring, instantly calming the restlessness in everyone's hearts.
"What do you think we should do?"
All eyes turned to Lin Zhen as Murong Yan spoke.
They knew that this man was the true backbone of the army.
Lin Zhen smiled.
He walked to Murong Yan's side and pulled her into his arms.
"What else can be done?"
A confident and domineering smile appeared on his lips.
"Of course, it's like closing the door to beat the dog."
Close the door and unleash the dogs?
Everyone was stunned.
They couldn't understand what the prince meant by those words.
Lin Zhen did not explain.
He simply turned his head and looked at Yue Fei.
"General Yue."
"The general is here!"
"You lead a thousand elite troops and lie in ambush on the left flank."
"General Zhang Xian."
"The general is here!"
"You will lead a thousand elite troops to ambush on the right flank."
"Remember, when we give the signal, you'll be just short of the abdomen."
A cunning glint flashed in Lin Zhen's eyes.
"Your subordinate obeys!"
Yue Fei and Zhang Xian, though unaware of what the prince was planning, were still aware of his intentions.
But they still chose to believe without hesitation.
They bowed to Lin Zhen, then led their respective troops and disappeared silently into the vast night.
"Then...what about us?"
A captain watched the two armies disappear into the night, a look of confusion on his face.
"us?"
Lin Zhen smiled as he looked at the three thousand soldiers before him, all of whom wore equally bewildered expressions. A kind of incomprehensible madness flickered in his deep eyes.
"Of course, we're here waiting, ready to lure you into our trap."
The night in the desert is as cold as a knife.
Murong Yan stood atop the sand dune, her black and gold phoenix-embroidered dress fluttering in the wind.
The dark gold skirt trailed on the yellow sand, like a sleeping giant slowly opening its world-destroying eyes.
Behind her, three thousand new recruits stood as silent as stones.
Just three days ago, these people were slaves who were wantonly trampled on by the people of the northern desert, and whose dignity was crushed into the mud.
But at this moment, their hands gripping their weapons were as steady as rocks, their breath turning into puffs of white mist in the cold air, and their eyes no longer revealed the humility of begging for mercy, but the madness of devouring people.
"Afraid?"
Lin Zhen walked up to Murong Yan without her noticing, and casually draped a thick fox fur coat over her shoulders. The movement was gentle, yet carried an air of calm control.
Murong Yan turned her head slightly, looking at the man who always made her feel absolutely at ease, and a breathtaking smile appeared on her cold lips: "My empire, my army, what is there to fear?"
“But you,” Murong Yan’s gaze swept across the seemingly empty plain below, “husband, can your ‘pocket formation’ really swallow those six thousand hungry wolves?”
Lin Zhen laughed, a laugh that was somewhat wicked and arrogant.
“Those aren’t hungry wolves, those are six thousand military merits delivered to their doorstep, blood sacrifices for these new recruits.” He stretched out his hand, feeling the wind direction. “The three days of hellish training train their bodies and their spirits. Now, what they need is a massacre, a massacre that can completely wash away the fear of the northern people in their bones.”
Fifty miles away.
"Hurry! Hurry up!"
Ashina whipped his horse wildly, and the black warhorse beneath him let out a series of furious neighs.
Behind him, six thousand elite cavalrymen of the Black Wolf tribe galloped across the grassland like a black lightning bolt, their faces filled with greed and fanaticism.
"Chief, the Great Qian Empress is really up ahead!" A centurion rode closer and shouted, his voice ripped apart by the wind.
"The scouts reported everything clearly! Five thousand remnants, half of them newly captured slaves, and they've even run out of food!" Ashina's eyes gleamed with lewd light. "May the Eternal Heaven bless us, this is a free achievement! Once we capture that empress, I, the chieftain, will have her dance in every tent of our tribe!"
"Hahaha! The leader is wise!"
"Rob all the silver in the Great Qian Dynasty! And sleep with all the women in the Great Qian Dynasty!"
Six thousand cavalrymen roared in unison, their voices so powerful they seemed to shatter the night sky.
In their view, this was not a war at all, but a carnival.
In their eyes, the army of Daqian had always been synonymous with weakness and vulnerability, let alone a ragtag army composed of slaves.
They could almost see the trembling Daqian soldiers kneeling on the ground, and the poignant scene of the high and mighty empress begging for mercy beneath their crotches.