Empire's Rise: Starting by Building a Fiefdom and Forging a Steel Dynasty!

An accident caused Li Xin to transmigrate to another world, becoming the third prince of the Great Gan Dynasty.

Looking at his fiefdom, which was covered in thousands of miles of ice and snow...

Chapter 277 The Dilemma at Suguan Temple

Night falls.

The entire area around Heishanzui was eerily quiet. Apart from the chirping of insects and birds in the forest, there was no other noise.

On both sides of the mountain, bonfires burned, illuminating the dim, yellowish forest.

Meanwhile, in the command post behind Heishanzui, Li Xin held binoculars, gazing at the dark mountains and forests in the distance.

After watching for a while, Li Xin asked, "There's been no movement from the grassland bandits?"

"No."

Wei Dahai shook his head and said, "I guess the grassland bandits are resting."

"rest?"

Li Xin scoffed and said, "Don't they even know where they are? How dare they rest?"

Wei Dahai,

Li Xin instructed, "Send the soldiers of the Third Regiment to sneak up and scout. Night raids are one of our strengths! If these grassland bandits are indeed resting, then take back the position!"

"good!"

Wei Dahai quickly agreed.

After receiving the order, a battalion commander led his soldiers forward.

The well-nourished Tiger Army soldiers did not suffer from night blindness.

That is why, even back in Dongning, their night raids were very successful!

Nowadays, it's certainly not bad!

In the pitch-black forest, the soldiers of the Third Regiment stealthily crept up and arrived at the front with practiced ease.

Who is it?

Just then, a loud shout came from ahead.

The soldiers of the Third Regiment were stunned; they hadn't expected to be discovered.

However, they had already reached the front of the position.

"beat!"

The battalion commander roared in a deep voice, and immediately twisted the pin on a grenade and threw it forward.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The grenade exploded in the bandit's position on the grassland, instantly waking the bandits who were resting.

"What happened?"

Some grassland bandits woke up from their sleep and were stunned to see the explosions all around them.

However, grenades rained down from the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Grenades and bullets clashed and rose and fell, creating a beautiful symphony on the battlefield.

In the continuous explosions, countless grassland bandits and cavalrymen died on the spot.

In the dim light of the explosion, Shumulu was horrified to see the horrific scene on the battlefield.

He was completely stunned, never expecting that the Dongning army would attack them in the middle of the night.

Suddenly attacked, the grassland bandit cavalry, suffering heavy casualties, were instantly thrown into panic.

Some of the grassland bandits and cavalry were so frightened that they hurriedly fled to the rear.

A single hair can affect the whole situation!

When the cavalry of the steppe bandits in one position collapsed and fled, all the steppe bandits on the entire front line fled to the rear.

In an instant, the grassland bandit cavalry were routed.

Shumulu was shocked and shouted, "Stabilize the formation! Stabilize!"

Shumulu's voice rang out from the position.

However, it was immediately drowned out by a shrill explosion.

No matter how much Shumulu roared, it was to no avail.

The grassland bandits and cavalry on the battlefield were all fleeing.

The army collapsed like a house of cards.

One by one, the grassland bandits and cavalrymen fled in panic, and soon there were very few left on the battlefield.

Seeing this, Shumulu had no choice but to leave.

The retreat of the grassland bandits' cavalry emboldened the soldiers of the Third Regiment, who pursued them relentlessly.

They chased and fought all the way.

The sporadic fighting continued until dawn before it ended.

When the first hint of dawn appeared in the distant sky, Shumulu and the others had already withdrawn from Black Mountain Mouth Valley and returned to their starting position during the day.

Looking back at the Black Mountain Mouth Valley not far away, Shu Mulu's expression was gloomy and his face was full of sorrow.

He never expected that after more than half a day of fierce fighting and suffering such heavy casualties, he had finally made some progress, only to be driven back again at night.

This means that yesterday's casualties were all for nothing!

Shumulu sighed helplessly.

Looking back at the grassland bandits and cavalry beside him, Shumulu became even angrier.

His own forces were almost entirely wiped out.

Moreover, the grassland bandit cavalry, who were originally full of fighting spirit and were like eagles on the grassland, have now become somewhat melancholy and dejected.

It has absolutely none of the characteristics of a majestic eagle of the grasslands!

Is this still the same invincible grassland bandit cavalry that was once so powerful?

For a moment, Shumulu's face was filled with sorrow.

"What happened?"

Just then, a loud shout came from behind.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Shumulu was startled and turned around to see the Left Khan riding over.

"The Left Khanate!"

Shumulu quickly bowed.

"Didn't we break through the second line of defense yesterday?"

The Left Khan frowned and asked, "Why have you retreated again?"

"The Left Tent Khan,"

Shumulu smiled helplessly and said, "My troops were attacked by the Dongning army at night. Caught off guard, we..."

"Night raid?"

The Left Khan's expression changed drastically.

"The Left Tent Khan,"

Shumulu sighed helplessly and said, "The Dongning army's firepower is too fierce; we can't withstand it..."

Now, Shumulu felt somewhat resigned to his fate!

What a waste of a day!

Moreover, so many soldiers were lost for nothing!

If this continues, they probably won't even need to break through; they'll all just die here.

"Reorganize the troops!"

After a long pause, the Left Khan finally spoke, saying, "Take stock of the casualties!"

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