On this snowy plain, there were even more routed Song soldiers.

Yue Fei did not go looking for it; he had more important things to do.

Liu Qi, the military commander of Xuanhua Prefecture, is almost here. He is a man who can keep the overall situation under control.

At the very least, he could make the Mongols suffer a great loss.

Yue Fei incorporated Peng Chang's 10,000 cavalry into his army, bringing their total cavalry force to 40,000.

Back then, the Marquis of Champion led 50,000 Tianhan Iron Cavalry out of Longxi, heading north like thunder, tearing the grasslands apart, and killing his way to Langjuxu Mountain, where he dealt a crushing blow to the Xiongnu.

Today, Yue Fei led 40,000 of the Song Dynasty's iron army out of Hexi and headed north to attack.

They bypassed Blackwater City, avoiding the enemy's sight, and carried no supplies other than a few days' worth of rations.

On the second day, they entered the vast and desolate grassland.

At this point, they slowed down and searched the grasslands for the whereabouts of Yelü Dashi's main force.

Throughout the entire northwestern battlefield, no one knew that a force of 40,000 cavalry had quietly entered the northern grasslands.

This is the territory of the Mongols, inhabited by various tribes of the grasslands. They never expected that the Song army would dare to venture so deep into this area.

This is undoubtedly a cardinal sin in military strategy.

However, it was Yue Fei, a famous general of the Song Dynasty, who used this tactic. This battle was recorded as a classic case in the Imperial Military Academy and is considered one of the two great victories alongside Huo Qubing's northern expedition against the Xiongnu.

Night falls, and the deep winter on the grasslands is the wrath of all living things; everything has lost its vitality, leaving only white snow and cold wind.

The scouts tirelessly searched the area and finally pinpointed Yelü Dashi's marching route.

When the scouts returned with the report, Yue Fei and the others immediately took out their rations and ate a hearty meal.

Those rations were kept inside their bodies, so they didn't freeze.

Everyone was eating heartily; for some, this was their last meal.

They were not sentimental like poets, nor did they reminisce about anything.

After they finished eating, the army moved into the final formation.

Then, without making a sound, it moved towards Yelü Dashi's main force, which was twenty miles ahead.

At this time, Yelü Dashi's 300,000-strong army was marching south in an orderly manner.

From above, in the winter night, it looks like a vast black torrent, flowing quietly across the white snow.

Yelü Dashi, in the central command position, was examining a strategic map of the northwest, which already had several markings on it.

Blackwater City was marked as occupied, while Black Mountain and Pingxi each had large armies that had begun their attacks.

The left and right wings mainly served to hinder Wu Jie and Zhe Keqiu, while the vanguard and the central army were the main forces that penetrated deep into the heartland, cooperated with the Dangxiang people, and captured Xingqing Prefecture.

The last time Qin Hui saw Yelü Dashi, Yelü Dashi had a full beard and looked dejected.

In recent years, he has been like this, giving the Song people a sense of decadence that "I have no great ambitions".

But now, he shaved all his beard clean, changed into a Hanfu (traditional Han Chinese clothing), neatly tied his long hair up, put on a jade crown, wore a sable fur coat, and carried a long sword.

Yelü Dashi had very refined features. If you didn't know him, you would think he was the son of a wealthy family in the capital city of Tokyo. Every gesture he made exuded an air of elegance.

In fact, he was indeed a scholar; he was a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations) in the Liao Dynasty.

However, he was skilled in both literature and martial arts.

Because of his admiration for Han culture, he preferred to dress himself up as a Chinese scholar.

His eyes were beautiful, revealing a deep and serene luster in every moment, like the waters of the North Sea (Lake Baikal), seemingly forever calm and undisturbed.

He knew that the emperor in the capital city of Dongjing had the ambition of Emperor Wu of Han, but he also had a peculiar trait: he liked to snatch food from the jaws of a tiger.

The correspondence between the two sides had barely ended when they broke off all pretense of civility.

For Yelü Dashi, Zhao Huan was no longer of any use.

For Zhao Huan, the Song Dynasty was now strong enough to withstand the Jin Dynasty's attack, and Yelü Dashi was no longer of any use.

The Song Dynasty has gained access to the fertile Hetao region, making a battle between the two sides inevitable; it's only a matter of time.

For true heroes, warfare is always about speed, precision, and ruthlessness.

Yelü Dashi was very confident in capturing Xingqing Prefecture. With the help of the Dangxiang people, the difficulty of this task would be greatly reduced.

He just didn't expect that someone the emperor had planted in the northwest would ruin his entire plan.

Who knew that 40,000 Song cavalry had already quietly arrived, detouring around to appear behind Yelü Dashi!

This is fatal.

There were no war drums, no bugles.

Only by charging forward, could 40,000 iron cavalry trample the earth and rush towards Yelü Dashi's rear!

The army behind Yelü Dashi heard a thunderous roar and looked back to see a torrent of steel under the cold moon rushing towards them.

The snowflakes rolled and tumbled, like clouds in the sky.

The Song army was like heavenly soldiers walking on clouds and floating in the snow; their aura was enough to shatter everything.

They were terrified; all the officers stared wide-eyed as if they had seen a ghost.

Instantly, the army behind them was thrown into chaos.

The first Song soldier to charge in cleaved half the head of the enemy in front of him with an axe, sending large splatters of brain matter flying through the air and landing on the face of the person next to him.

In an instant, the Song army rushed in.

From the air, the Song army's steel torrent was sweeping across the land!

Countless people had their bones broken and fell into the snow, only to be trampled into a bloody pulp by the warhorses charging up from behind, their flesh and blood mingling with the white snow.

Wherever the Song army went, it turned into a red carpet.

The surroundings were very quiet, with only the sound of marching footsteps. Yelü Dashi suddenly frowned; he vaguely heard a tremor.

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