Zhao Muyun did not rush to the front. He sat in the center of the army and calmly observed the situation on the battlefield.
He saw flames rising into the sky from the direction of the Golden Tent and the most intense shouts and cries of killing.
They saw that the cavalry on both wings were effectively splitting the encirclement and driving the frightened cattle, sheep and horses to charge into the enemy formation.
We also saw some scattered Northern Di cavalry trying to break out, but they were all shot down by the archers roaming around the periphery.
"General! Chief Namtso has attacked the Golden Tent!" A scout came on horseback to report.
Zhao Muyun's spirits rose. "Send the message! Speed up the cleanup! Focus on searching for Wumuchi's seals, maps, and documents! Take away all the seized supplies that can be taken away, and burn everything that can't be taken away!"
He wanted to use this fire to tell Wumuchi that one cannot come and go as he pleases in Dayin's territory!
Inside the golden tent, Namtso chopped down the last stubbornly resisting Northern Di nobleman with one sword, and his eyes fell on the wolfskin chair in the tent that symbolized the leader of the Wumuchi tribe.
He roared and swung his sword!
“Crack!”
The exquisite wolf-skin chair was split in half!
At the same time, the soldiers outside had thrown torches towards the huge tent.
The grease-soaked felt cloth quickly caught fire, and the flames shot up into the sky, along with the golden wolf-head banner, which turned into ashes in the flames!
The remaining resistance quickly collapsed, the Northern Di people completely lost their fighting spirit and fled in all directions, leaving behind only devastating damage on the ground, flames rising into the sky, and countless wailing.
Zhao Muyun rode his horse slowly into the center of the camp, which had become a sea of fire. He looked at the golden tent that collapsed in the flames without any expression on his face.
The last sneak attack on King Zhelan’s court was no more than this.
"General, preliminary statistics show that we've beheaded over a thousand people, and seized countless cattle, sheep, horses, gold, silver, and furs! Our army has suffered fewer than three hundred casualties!"
Shen Qian came to report, his tone filled with uncontrollable excitement.
Zhao Muyun nodded and said in a deep voice:
"Clean up the battlefield and evacuate before dawn! Send fast horses to convey the news to Pei Lun and Tang Yanhai as quickly as possible, and also... to Zhang Zan in Liangzhou!"
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