Aiyar's confidant, Zoi, said, "Khan, I've heard that the Chinese army is very strong and has even broken through the Jade Gate Pass!"

Aiyar glanced at him indifferently and said disdainfully, "The Chinese army is strong? That's because you haven't seen Yelü Dashi's army!"

On that day on the Kavante steppe, Ayar personally experienced the war and witnessed how Sanjar's army was completely annihilated.

Those 100,000 were all elite troops from the Turkic coalition, yet they were defeated by Yelü Dashi's 10,000 troops, leaving only a few to escape.

Zoe looked puzzled.

"Have you ever seen a weapon that can shoot hundreds of meters away from the spot and explode?" Ayar asked solemnly. "The sound is like the wrath of a god! Have you ever seen a weapon that can shoot iron balls out of an iron pipe and pierce through a person's flesh and blood? One person only needs one of those weapons, and with a simple pull of the trigger, he can end the life of an enemy. The blood of warriors has become cheap."

Ayar's tone was filled with fear, awe, and helplessness.

Yelü Dashi's performance was so impressive that he felt his choice was absolutely correct and that following Yelü Dashi in the future would be the right thing to do.

No matter how strong the Chinese people are, are they stronger than Yelü Dashi?

After hearing what Ayal said, Zoe was at a loss for words.

He had never seen him before, but he knew that the Turks were now terrified of Yelü Dashi.

Now, Yelü Dashi's general Erbus has pacified Khwarazm, and the Liao Kingdom's territory has bordered the Seljuk Empire. A major war between the two sides is imminent; it's only a matter of time.

It can be said that Yelü Dashi is undoubtedly the future king of kings.

"Let's go, take the head of the Chinese army leader and send it to Yelü Dashi!" Aiyar laughed.

His army galloped across the grasslands, the whole army full of wildness, like a pack of wolves on the grasslands.

Fifty thousand Song soldiers spread out in the open space, with infantry at the front, crossbowmen and musketeers behind them, and cavalry on both flanks.

It was the time of day when the afternoon sun was shining brightly, and the distant mountains looked like giant beasts lying between heaven and earth.

Before long, Ayar's cavalry had crossed the mountains and were charging towards them.

You could hear the ground shaking from a great distance, as if countless iron hammers were pounding the ground, trying to shatter the earth.

Zhao Huan raised his long-range gaze and saw groups of barbarians clad in leather armor rushing toward them.

The Song army's war drums sounded, and the deep sound of horns echoed across the plains.

The soldiers, clad in heavy armor, were so perfectly aligned that it was as if they had been measured with a ruler.

Each of them held their spears level, their armor, spears, and shields gleaming brightly in the sunlight.

They resembled an iron army cast from metal.

Upon seeing the Song army, Ayar sensed something was amiss.

But he didn't know what was wrong.

It wasn't until he was only a few hundred meters away from the Song army and saw their impressive military strength that Ayar realized why he had sensed something was wrong.

So neat!

How could there be such a well-organized army!

Moreover, he had never seen such fine armor.

How could there be such armor?

And spears!

What's even more unusual is that, upon closer inspection, the Karluks discovered that the Song soldiers were all wearing blue ghost masks, their appearances ferocious and terrifying.

Of course, these feelings of unease only flashed through Ayar's mind.

The wind in his ears blew his mind blank, leaving only the thought of charging forward and killing all those Chinese.

boom……

A loud bang, like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

The twenty cannons behind fired simultaneously, arcing through the air as they crashed into the Karluk army.

Bang……

The one at the very front was hit by the cannon fire, and both man and horse fell to the ground, causing a spray of blood, bones, and flesh to shatter.

Aiyar's face turned pale instantly.

this……

That familiar voice!

That familiar taste!

The familiar formula! Oh no, the familiar intimidating power!

These are the Liao army's firearms!

Damn it! How come these Chinese people have firearms that only the Liao army had?

Ayar's mind was in complete chaos, and he suddenly roared, "Retreat!"

But his voice was drowned out by the deafening roar of cannons and the sound of horses' hooves.

Bang bang bang...

The cannons spewed fire from their muzzles, seemingly setting the air ablaze, as they surged toward the Karluks who were surging forward like a tidal wave.

boom……

Another group of people were killed.

Immediately, the momentum of the charge was disrupted, and many of the men following behind were tripped and trampled to the ground.

The rhythm of the war drums changed, and the captain shouted loudly in the crossbowmen's ears: "Fire!"

The crossbowmen began firing their arrows freely.

In an instant, a hail of arrows rained down on the Karluks like a storm.

In the blink of an eye, over a hundred people were shot off their horses.

As the crossbowmen began firing spontaneously, the musketeers behind them also began firing.

Bang bang bang...

Smoke billowed from the gun barrels as bullets struck the Karluk cavalry, knocking the valiant riders off their mounts and causing their horses to whinny in alarm.

The musketeers in the front row quickly and skillfully retreated, while the musketeers in the back row stepped forward in unison to fire a second shot, and then exchanged fire with the musketeers in the back row.

After three rounds of this, the Karluk cavalry's momentum was completely suppressed and their charge was greatly reduced.

Finally, the Karluk cavalry charged forward, and what awaited them were three-meter-long spears.

Sharp and tough, it can easily tear through leather armor and pierce into a horse's belly.

Clang clang clang...

The spear pierced the warhorse's belly, and blood gushed out, accompanied by the mournful cries of the horse.

The infantry at the very front were instantly overwhelmed by the surging tide of cavalry.

After the two collided, the human flesh and blood were squeezed, twisted and crushed inside the armor.

At this moment, countless wives lost their husbands, and children lost their fathers.

The Karluk charge was extremely fierce, but the Song army's vanguard defense was as solid as a city wall, and the infantrymen behind them, with their bare flesh and blood, managed to stop the cavalry's charge.

At this moment, the left and right flanks of the Song army had already stretched out forward.

Not only that, but Infantry A also began to fight back.

They advanced forward like a square formation of iron blocks.

The Karluk cavalry were light cavalry, characterized by their agility and rapid attacks, but their weaknesses were also obvious: poor defense.

The infantry's army mainly used sharp spears, long swords, heavy axes, and maces.

These close-combat weapons were extremely powerful, and the Song soldiers were all physically strong.

Han Shizhong's army was known as a fierce and ruthless force, and when they launched a counterattack, they were even more ruthless than the enemy.

Zhao Huan used his clairvoyance to see the infantrymen ahead wielding broadswords and axes. He saw the flesh of the Karluk horses being torn open, with blood gushing out.

The rider was thrown off his horse, knocking down a Song soldier. Before he could get up, the surrounding Song soldiers chopped him in the head with axes, splitting his skull open.

When the axe was pulled out, red and white brain matter flew through the air and splattered onto the warriors' armor.