Early the next morning, the Tatar army set up battle formations far away from Pei Jie's army.
Now, after several ups and downs, Pei Jie's army is about the same size as the Tatars', with both sides having around 40,000 to 50,000 men.
The two armies were about a hundred meters apart. Their front ranks had already set up shields, and behind the shields were groups of archers.
Of course, Pei Jie also had a row of repeating crossbows here.
The two sides had already clashed multiple times, so the initial verbal sparring was skipped. The Tatars, unable to contain themselves any longer, sent out a burly man wielding a meteor hammer on horseback, challenging Pei Jie and his group.
"I am Lang Qing, the greatest warrior of the Tatars. Who among you dares to fight me?"
If you dare not, then quickly kneel down and beg for mercy, call me "Grandpa," and I will spare your lives!
Pei Jie and his group didn't go out to challenge them first because they wanted to see who they would send out in the first battle, so they could see who they would send to fight.
I thought they would send one or two average players ahead to test the waters, but I didn't expect them to unleash their ultimate move right away.
This Lang Qing is indeed the first person on the list of Tatar warriors.
It seems the other side wants to suppress our morale in the first battle. In that case, let's stop pretending and just use our tactics!
So Pei Jie turned around and selected a young general named Xu Qian to enter the arena.
This person is quick-witted, skilled in light-footed martial arts, and adept at using tricks. He is known as Xu the Slippery, which shows that he is exceptionally clever!
After Xu Qian came out, Pei Jie gave him instructions.
"Just give him a couple of laps as a token gesture, and once you've got him, head back!"
"Alright! General, just you wait and see!"
Having said that, Xu Qian immediately rode forward to meet the challenge.
Hey! Barbarian!
Your grandpa Xu Qian is just playing around with you!
Bring it on!
Xu Qian's attack enraged Lang Qing, who was already irritable and easily angered. She roared and charged out on horseback, brandishing her meteor hammer!
The moment the two met, Lang Qing swung her meteor hammer with a whooshing sound; judging from the wind it created, one strike could kill a bull.
Seeing the meteor hammer coming down, Xu Qian, who was originally sitting on his horse, used one hand on the horse's back and did a somersault to dodge it.
After missing their target, the two reined in their horses and turned back. Lang Qing missed her target with her hammer and angrily cursed.
"You pretty boy, you dare to come out and fight me? Look at your small frame, you look like a little chick. I can take down eight of you with one hammer!"
"Give me your life!"
After Lang Qing finished speaking, she charged forward again, brandishing her meteor hammer with great force. Xu Qian smiled and said...
"Hey big guy, I'm going to teach you today what it means to be smarter than strong. Here I come!"
After Xu Qian finished speaking, he nimbly dodged the opponent's meteor hammer as it came down, and at the same time threw two lime bags at Lang Qing's face.
The first one went past, and Lang Qing reacted quickly to dodge it, but the second one exploded right in his face!
The once imposing, eight-foot-tall man immediately covered his eyes and screamed in agony.
Ah! Ah! Ah!
My eyes!
"You despicable brat, how dare you launch a sneak attack! How shameless! Waaah! I'll beat you to death!"
Lang Qing was furious that Xu Qian was so unethical and dared not fight her openly, resorting to such low-class tricks. She was so angry that she wanted to skin him alive!
Unfortunately, his eyes were burning and he couldn't see, so despite his frantic swinging, he didn't hit Xu Qian. Xu Qian laughed.
"Hey big guy, nobody said you can't use hidden weapons on the battlefield. But you guys use throwing knives and poison needles, while I use lime. It's much more honorable than what you guys do!"
After saying that, he wanted to take advantage of his illness and kill him.
This is a battlefield, not a martial arts arena. It's either him or me who dies. Xu Qian thought, so he might as well just finish him off and save his brothers trouble later.
So he thrust a long spear directly at Lang Qing.
Unexpectedly, Lang Qing was no pushover either. After a moment of panic, she regained her composure and, by listening to the sound, pinpointed the location and smashed Xu Qian's spear away with a single blow. The second blow followed closely behind, but Xu Qian gathered his strength and performed a backflip on his horse, narrowly dodging it.
Seeing that Xu Qian had achieved his goal in the battle, Pei Jie realized that if they continued fighting, he would be the one to suffer losses, so he quickly ordered his men to sound the gong to signal a retreat.
Xu Qian knew his own limitations and didn't dare to be stubborn. When Pei Jie told him to retreat, he put away his spear and rode back.
Lang Qing, on the other hand, immediately felt she had been tricked and was so angry that she screamed and vowed to kill Xu Qian, that shameless bastard.
The Tatars also discovered that Lang Qing had been taken advantage of, and two more people came. One took Lang Qing back, while the other mocked Pei Jie.
"Unexpectedly, the renowned young general of the Pei family army would resort to such despicable and underhanded tactics. With such a style, the Pei family army might as well find a mountain stronghold and become bandits!"
Pei Jie replied without batting an eye.
"Compared to your level of despicable shamelessness, I, Pei, am far inferior."
"Even at the worst, I fought honorably on the battlefield. Compared to you, with your wolfish ambitions, raiding my Great Qi borders, and slaughtering my unarmed civilians, I, Pei, am quite merciful!"
Upon hearing this, the man snorted coldly.
"Then I'll see what other dirty tricks you have up your sleeve!"
Pei Jie said coldly
"Who are you? State your name! I don't have nameless ghosts under my command!"
The man snorted.
"Tatar warrior, Babno!"
Who will live and who will die is still uncertain!
Pei Jie thought for a moment, this Babuno was ranked third, and then turned around and called Zheng Tai, who was second in the entire army, to go out and meet the enemy.
Zheng Tai was one of the few heavyweights in Pei's army. He was tall and muscular, but his reflexes were quick. He wielded two mountain-splitting axes that weighed sixty or seventy pounds each.
Babno wielded a spiked club. When his club came crashing down, Zheng Tai parried it with an axe and then aimed his other axe straight for the opponent's head.
Babno could only lie flat on his back on the horse, watching Zheng Tai's gleaming axe flash past his face.
Zheng Tai, who gained the upper hand from the start, fought with increasing ferocity. The two exchanged blows, sparks flying and dust billowing, fighting from horseback to the ground for nearly a hundred rounds. Finally, Zheng Tai seized an opportunity and severed one of Babuno's hands with an axe, thus deciding the outcome of the match.
The first and third were both injured. One was temporarily blind and it was uncertain whether he would be able to see again. The other lost a hand and could not even lift a weapon, so he was almost forced to leave the battlefield.
Having lost two key generals right at the start, Sukhbaatar was starting to lose his composure.
After two consecutive defeats, their morale was so low they were practically falling to the ground. At this moment, they desperately needed a victory to boost their spirits.
In the third match, Sukhbaatar sent out his second-best warrior, Maifan.
Perhaps all the grassland warriors were of similar build, and this Mai Fan was about the same size as the other two, wielding a bull-tail knife.
The knife was about four feet long, jet black, and gleamed with a cold light; it was clearly extremely sharp.
After standing still, announce your number.
"I am Mai Fan, a warrior of the grasslands. Who dares to fight me?"
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