The news of the complete annihilation of the Left Khan's army and the heavy losses suffered by the central army of the royal court, spread like a plague across the entire steppe.

The news naturally reached the Right Khan's forces, causing great panic throughout the entire Right Khan's territory.

What shocked the Right Khan even more was that more than 80,000 elite troops from five infantry divisions and three cavalry divisions of the Northeast Military Region of the Great Gan Kingdom had crossed the Xing'an Mountains and were advancing toward the front line of Lake Baikal.

When this news reached the ears of the Right Khan, his face darkened and he looked somewhat flustered.

"What do we do? What do we do! The Da Gan Army has become so powerful! They're crushing everything in their path!"

The Right Khan paced anxiously back and forth in the room, his voice filled with panic and unease.

"The Right Khan,"

A bandit leader from the grasslands spoke up: "The Khan has sent word that we should not engage the enemy rashly. He wants us to retreat! Retreat?"

"retreat?"

The Right Khan's expression changed slightly, and he snorted coldly, saying, "Where do we retreat to? Lake Baikal is the grassland where we have lived for generations. Are we just going to hand it over to these Daqian people like this? I'm not willing! I'm not willing!"

The Right Khan roared hysterically.

His words were filled with resentment.

For a moment, everyone inside the tent fell silent.

Faced with the current situation, no one knows what to do.

At this moment, a bandit leader from the grasslands approached and said, "Khan of the Right Tent, the situation has not completely deteriorated! The Great Khan is probably exaggerating! Just as the Khan of the Right Tent said, this is Lake Baikal, the grassland and pasture where our Khan's people have lived for generations. How can we abandon this place?"

"I suggest,"

The grassland bandit leader suggested, "The area around Lake Bel is crisscrossed by rivers. As long as we can hold the Hulun River and Lake Bel, we can successfully resist the massive army and protect our grasslands and pastures!"

Hearing the words of the grassland bandit general, the Right Khan nodded heavily and said with a determined expression, "Yes! Yes! Defend the Hulun River and Lake Buir! We must not let the large army enter our grassland pastures!"

Immediately, the Right Khan ordered his bandits to gather in the Hulun River, Lake Bel, and other areas to build fortifications along the route.

Moreover, even some herdsmen from the Right Khan's forces were conscripted to join the defense.

The Right Khan's forces were one of the three major tribes of grassland bandits, although they were the weakest among them. However, in the past few years, the Right Khan's forces had been somewhat fortunate.

In the battles fought over the years against the Dongning Army and the Dagan Army, the Right Khan's forces suffered relatively few losses, thus preserving their power.

Currently, the Left Khan's forces have been almost completely wiped out, and the main force of the royal court has also suffered heavy losses. Clearly, the Right Khan's forces have become the most powerful of the steppe bandits.

It was precisely for this reason that the Right Khan was confident that he could protect Lake Baikal and the grasslands and pastures of his territory!

While the Right Khan's forces were beginning to deploy their defenses, Zhang Cheng, the commander of the Northeast Military Region of the Great Gan Kingdom, located in the Xing'an Mountains, was leading five infantry divisions and three cavalry divisions of the Northeast Military Region, rapidly advancing towards the vast grasslands of Lake Buir.

Within a few days, Zhang Cheng's troops had arrived at the Hulun River basin.

Looking at the densely packed bandit groups of the grasslands near the Hulun River in the distance, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

"hey-hey!"

Zhang Cheng chuckled and said, "I didn't expect these grassland bandits to stay put and fight us for real!"

"Yes, Commander Zhang!"

Chief of Staff Ding Jie smiled and said, "It seems these grassland bandits don't know that our army is no longer what it used to be! We've all changed our uniforms; they don't know how powerful we are!"

"That's fine too!"

Zhang Cheng chuckled coldly and said, "Let's catch them off guard and try to cripple and annihilate these grassland bandits in one battle. That way, we can advance unimpeded and sweep through the grassland royal court!"

"good!"

Chief of Staff Ding Jie was in high spirits, laughing heartily.

Immediately, troops from several divisions of the Northeast Military Region began to spread out along the grassland.

The massive, dark army, arrayed across the vast grasslands, still caught the attention of the Right Khan.

However, at this moment, the Right Khan was not very worried.

After all, the Right Khan had now gathered an army of over 100,000 men. This included not only his original troops but also the herdsmen under the Right Khan's command.

When the herders learned that the army had arrived on the grasslands where they had lived for generations, they spontaneously joined the army, wanting to contribute their own strength to protect the grasslands and pastures of the Right Khan's forces.

It was this scene that gave the Right Khan a strong sense of confidence.

According to an old saying from the Great Gan Kingdom, this is the will of the people!

The Right Khan took a deep breath, gazing triumphantly at the vast army of soldiers stretching across the distant plains, and proclaimed in a loud voice: "Warriors, eagles soaring across the grasslands, you are the pride of our steppes. Now, our steppes are under attack by enemy forces. Faced with this situation, we must do something!"

"That is to protect our grasslands and our pastures!"

"The grasslands will prevail! The grasslands will prevail!"

The Khan of the Right Tent roared loudly.

His words still ignited the fighting spirit in the hearts of the grassland bandits.

"The grasslands will prevail!"

"The grasslands will prevail!"

...

In an instant, countless grassland bandits roared and shouted at the top of their lungs.

The loud and clear voice resounded across the grassland, and the eyes of the Right Khan gleamed with a sharp light, as if he could see the dawn of victory!

good!

very good!

Their morale is commendable!

A surge of excitement welled up in the Right Khan's chest!

Just then, a cavalryman from the grasslands rode up to the Khan of the Right Tent on a fast horse and said loudly, "Khan, look!"

After a gasp of surprise, the Right Khan raised his head and looked into the distance.

On the endless grasslands, a vast, dark mass of soldiers galloped across the plains, rushing toward this place.

"The enemy is coming!"

"The enemy is coming!"

Along the entire Hulun River and Lake Bel, all the grassland bandit soldiers instantly tensed up and shouted loudly.

"Hahaha……"

At this moment, the Right Khan, far from being tense or flustered, burst into laughter, saying, "These mighty troops have finally arrived! Now let them witness the might of our Right Khan's forces!"