As a people on horseback, Sangjir and Ganbada quickly accepted this suggestion. Whoever rushed to Qingmen Pass first would own Wujina, and they would also be brothers.
This is also where the Mongols' fighting power is strong. The Mongols worship heroes. They can fight for women and cattle and sheep, and they can also risk their lives for heroes.
However, they did not know that in the Wild Wolf Valley, there was a cavalry team that was the most powerful in the Song Dynasty so far waiting for them.
Captain Batwu followed Tenger's advice and lengthened the team so as to avoid being ambushed by the enemy after entering the valley.
Although they believed there would be no ambush in Wild Wolf Valley, they decided to take it easy. The Mongols were too terrifying, like lions and jackals compared to the Great Jin.
It is easy for the Song Dynasty tiger to deal with jackals, but it is difficult to deal with lions.
But what they are facing now is the Iron Wolf Army. One wolf is not to be feared, but a pack of wolves is invincible.
The scouts had already informed Zhu Qing of this cavalry unit, and Zhu Qing couldn't help but frown. "The Mongol cavalry truly lives up to their reputation. Pass the order. The first regiment will intercept them head-on, and the plan remains unchanged. Once the enemy enters the valley, have Kong Fuzi from the second Qing regiment send two Grey Wolf battalions to launch a feint attack from their midst."
The battlefield situation changes rapidly, and a good commander should be able to adapt to changes.
Confucius received Zhu Qing's order but hesitated. His subordinates asked, "Qinglang, why don't you take action?"
"If I launch a feint attack from the center, I can only annihilate half of this enemy force, and the rest will surely flee." Confucius pondered for a moment. "Order the first, third, and fourth Gray Wolf Battalions to launch a frontal attack from the entrance to Wild Wolf Valley. The rest, follow me around to the rear of the Mongolian army, engage them, and strive to annihilate them completely."
The subordinate was shocked: "Qinglang, you are disobeying orders. If the Wolf Head finds out, he will kill you."
Disobeying orders on the battlefield was a grave taboo for the Iron Wolf Army. Zhu Qing simply instructed Confucius to send 200 men to launch a feint attack in the middle of the Mongol army. This would completely annihilate the half of the Mongol army that had entered the Wild Wolf Valley, but the remaining half, which had not yet entered the valley, would flee.
Confucius wanted to annihilate all the 700 cavalrymen without letting any escape.
"The Wolf Leader wants to play it safe. He wants to fight steadily, so that he can please the emperor. Humph, our Second Regiment alone has nearly a thousand people, and if we let these mere 700 escape, what kind of Iron Wolf Army would we still be? Follow my orders, attack! I'll take the blame if anything goes wrong!"
Batuwu was just ordering his men to run towards the Wild Wolf Valley. After passing the Wild Wolf Valley, they were not far from Qingmen Pass.
"Captain, the Wild Wolf Valley is ahead. Sangjir's men have already entered the bottom of the valley." A soldier pointed ahead.
There are only two ways in and out of Wild Wolf Valley, making it a perfect place for an ambush. If the Song army were to set up an ambush here again, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Order the troops to speed up their entry into the valley as much as possible. Everyone be on alert. Send a signal immediately if anything goes wrong." As soon as the captain Batuu finished speaking, a team of Song army appeared on both sides.
The troops from the first, third and fourth battalions of the Grey Wolf Army, and more than 300 Song cavalrymen rushed towards the entrance of the Wild Wolf Valley from both sides.
"Kill!..." The cry of killing was deafening, and the Song army was like an arrow shot from a bow.
Batu's face changed drastically. He vaguely sensed that this Song army was unusual: "Prepare for battle!"
The Mongolian cavalry were well-trained and remained calm despite the panic. The bugler pulled a rhinoceros horn from his waist and blew the danger signal.
"Woo woo woo..." The rhino horn made a deep sound.
"There are enemies, prepare for battle!" More than 300 people including Sangjier who had already rushed into the Wild Wolf Valley responded immediately after hearing the horn.
The heavily armored cavalry formed a defensive ring within, while the lightly armored cavalry and archers formed a circle around the outside. Ma Wen, who had been waiting at the valley's exit, was genuinely surprised. The Mongol cavalry reacted so quickly, changing their defensive formation almost instantly.
However, they have already entered the Wild Wolf Valley. These more than 300 people are trapped and there is no way they can get out alive.
This depended on the fate of the four hundred people led by Batuwu who were still outside the Wild Wolf Valley. If they could break through successfully, there might still be a glimmer of hope.
Confucius of the Second Youth Regiment has nine Gray Wolf Battalions, each battalion has nine Coyote Teams, about a thousand people in total.
"Pass the order down, the first, third and fourth battalions of the Grey Wolf will switch from the main attack to the defense, and form a trumpet-shaped position." Confucius was riding on a horse, commanding his men outside the Wild Wolf Valley.
The Mongolian cavalry used rhino horns to convey messages, while the Song army used buffalo horns. The buffalo horns had a longer and more powerful sound.
"Woo woo woo..." Upon hearing the bugle call, the cavalry of the Gray Wolf Camp immediately retreated to both sides of the entrance to the Wild Wolf Valley, forming a trumpet-shaped defense.
Tenger, the centurion of the Mongolian army, was shocked: "Captain, what should we do?"
"Retreat! Retreat!" Batu shouted. It seemed that he was planning to abandon the 300 cavalrymen from Wild Wolf Valley.
But who knew that at this moment, a group of Song soldiers rushed up from behind Batu's more than 400 people, and Confucius led the remaining troops to charge.
"Archers, get ready!" Batwu waved his hand.
The Mongolian cavalry was composed of three riders per man, meaning one man led three horses, and they would rotate horses during the assault. Batuu was reluctant to part with the remaining thousand or so horses, as he wanted to fight the Song army head-on.
Confucius's side was also as energized as if they had been injected with chicken blood. The Iron Wolf Army lived up to their name. The cavalry led by Confucius rushed forward with a howl.
The Iron Wolf Army was well-equipped, with the Gray Second Battalion, the heavily armored cavalry battalion, charging in the vanguard. Their cavalry, from their horses to their horses, were fully armed, even with thin plates of armor strapped to their legs.
"Swish, swish, swish! ..." The Mongolian archers fired arrows in all directions, but because the distance was still far, the arrows shot up and the cavalry of the Second Battalion were completely unharmed.
Batu was shocked. He did not expect that the heavy cavalry of the Song army was so powerful. At this time, the cavalry of the Second Gray Battalion began to counterattack.
"Swoosh!..." Almost at the same time, the Gray Second Battalion's divine arm crossbows came over with a whoosh.
The Mongolian archers standing in front fell to the ground in a flash.
Then there was another sound of "whoosh!" and another rain of arrows came over.
This is too terrifying. Batu was like seeing a ghost. How could the Song Dynasty's crossbowmen change arrows so quickly?
"Captain, let's retreat!" Tengger rushed over with an anxious look on his face.
With Tengger was Baganda, who also looked at the soldiers falling behind him and said, "Captain, retreat! If you don't, we will all die!"
Retreat, where to retreat? Ahead are Confucius' three camps, and the only retreat route is Wild Wolf Valley.
But if you enter the Wild Wolf Valley, you will be trapped. If you don't enter the Wild Wolf Valley, you will be shot to death by the Song Dynasty's magic arm crossbow.
Before Batuu could think about it, he turned his horse and shouted, "Retreat! To the Wild Wolf Valley!"
Although I know that going to Yelang Valley is like drinking poison to quench thirst, it is better than being shot to death here.
Originally, they might have been able to break through, but Batuwu felt sorry for his more than 1,000 horses. However, the battlefield situation changed in an instant, and by the time they wanted to break through, it was too late.
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