Chapter 313 Charge

How should I put it? Anyone who sees this scene will undoubtedly misunderstand!

However, Chu Ci's carriage was extremely rich and luxurious, with the body inlaid with dazzling gems and the curtains embroidered with gold thread fluttering in the wind. The guards accompanying him were also numerous, all of them energetic and well-equipped.

Therefore, even though people kept pointing at them, whispering to each other, and speculating about their identities and origins along the way, they still arrived in the northern border safely.

However, even though the person arrived, it did not reduce the anxiety in the hearts of the prince and Lieutenant General Luo even a little bit.

There is no other reason. So far, except for the twenty carts pretending to be a caravan on the road, there is no sign of the remaining 300,000 dan of grain and fodder promised by Chu Ci.

Therefore, upon entering the Northern Zhen Army's sphere of influence, the Crown Prince could not wait any longer and anxiously asked, "Princess Yixin, when will those 300,000 tons of food and fodder arrive in the Northern Frontier?"

His brows were furrowed, his eyes full of anxiety and worry.

Little did he know that the moment the prince blurted out the word "food and grass", he had already attracted the attention of someone with ulterior motives.

In just a few minutes, the sharp-minded Chu Ci discovered that a group of people were rapidly attacking them.

Hearing the urgent warning from "Xing'er" in his mind, Chu Ci's expression changed slightly in an instant.

His expression instantly became extremely solemn, his eyes widened like bells, and he shouted loudly: "Quick, everyone, move towards the Zhenbei Army as fast as possible! If you encounter any obstacles, kill--"

His voice broke through the clouds, carrying unquestionable majesty.

After spending these days together, the prince knew that Chu Ci's daily behavior was quite erratic, sometimes even absurd, and he did things at will without any rules.

But at this critical moment, he also knew that Chu Ci would never let him down.

Upon hearing this, the prince's face changed slightly, and his expression instantly became serious. He immediately repeated Chu Ci's order loudly: "Everyone, advance towards the Zhenbei Army as quickly as possible. If you encounter any obstacles, kill them!"

Then, the prince set an example by drawing the long sword he carried with him without hesitation.

Then, he slapped the whip hard. The horse felt the pain, neighed, raised its front hooves high, and then, like an arrow, it galloped away towards the Zhenbei Army carrying the prince.

Seeing the prince's resoluteness and determination, everyone did not hesitate at all. They shouted in unison: "Kill—"

The shout was deafening and full of courage to face death.

Then they followed closely behind the prince, like a group of brave lions, bravely moving towards their goal.

Although the prince and his entourage reacted quickly enough because of Chu Ci, the Tatars were good at riding and shooting, and they soon discovered the abnormality of the prince and his entourage.

After several whistles of varying lengths suddenly rang out in the empty air, the besieged team seemed to have received some kind of urgent urging signal, and their speed instantly increased significantly.

The loud sound of horse hooves was like bursts of muffled thunder, coming from far away and finally waking everyone up from their dreams and making them realize the sudden arrival of the crisis.

Several guards looked solemn, glanced at each other, understood each other, and quickly returned to defend, swiftly surrounding the prince in the center.

Even so, several people broke out in cold sweats on their foreheads.

The enemy cavalry charging at this moment were fierce and aggressive, each one clad in armor, wielding a scimitar, their eyes brimming with ferocity and murderous intent. Furthermore, their numbers were so numerous, surging like a tide, far exceeding their expectations.

Seeing this, the guards looked at the prince anxiously, their eyes full of questions and a hint of expectation.

The prince naturally understood what the guards meant. How could he not understand the eagerness and hints in their eyes?

But the prince knew better that in such a critical situation where the enemy was numerous and we were few, we were surrounded and the enemy was coming at us with great force, it was impossible for him to escape alone.

The only hope may be that the Zhenbei Army can discover the abnormal situation here in time and quickly send troops to support.

Thinking of this, the prince looked eagerly in the direction of the Zhenbei Army with full expectation, as if he wanted to see through the heavy obstacles and see the reinforcements.

Then, as if to vent all the pent-up anger and determination in his heart, the prince opened his eyes wide and roared, "Kill—"

The voice was like thunder, full of determination and fearlessness, as if it could break through the thick clouds and reach the sky.

He was seen holding the long sword tightly in both hands and swinging it vigorously. The sword reflected the dazzling sunlight and flashed with a chilling cold light. He was the first to rush towards the enemy camp fearlessly.

He is agile and strong, like a brave lion, unstoppable.

When charging on horseback, the advantages of weapons are immediately apparent.

Although the opponent has a stronger physique, tight muscles and full of strength, his horse riding skills are more advanced, and he moves freely and skillfully on horseback.

However, the ordinary scimitars in their hands were like fragile tofu dregs when they met our long swords made of fine steel. They were often shattered with just one blow.

Our extremely sharp and carefully forged steel sword, at the moment of collision with the opponent's weapon, cut off the opponent's scimitar cleanly and neatly with overwhelming force, demonstrating overwhelming power.

Such a situation caused an extremely huge shock to the Tatars.

Even though they far outnumbered our army, the Tatars' first reaction was not to fight bravely, but to flee in panic.

Morale is a wonderful thing. It can sometimes create miracles, allowing people to survive in desperate situations and unleash unimaginable power.

But more often than not, it is so fragile that it can be easily destroyed. As long as someone becomes pessimistic and starts to criticize it, it will quickly decline like a punctured balloon.

For example, the Tatars at this time were under a strong shock that hit their hearts like a raging storm, causing their brains to go blank in an instant and completely losing the ability to think. All their actions were based on instinct.

For example, the prince at this time, as the crown prince, knew best what benefits such an extremely advantageous weapon would bring to the Great Zhou.

Looking at the calm Chu Ci and the other three not far away, his heart was filled with questions. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but the only word that came out of his mouth was a simple yet fierce one: "Kill—"

Then, the horn for the second charge sounded, and the curtain of battle began again.

If we talk about the first charge, everyone was determined to face death.

The second time, everyone was even more excited and couldn't contain themselves.

There was a fanatical glint in their eyes and a raging fighting spirit in their hearts, as if they had seen the dawn of victory calling ahead.