The central command tent, the Prince of Jin's camp.
Chen Huai'an couldn't wait to communicate with the system using his mind. With a [ding!], the familiar system screen appeared before his eyes once again.
On the screen, the words "+1, +1, +100, +300..." kept flashing alternately.
Later on, the words "points +" also appeared.
Chen Huai'an was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter.
According to the system's points reward rules, the "points +" notification was clearly a reminder to Chen Huai'an that Wu Qingyun, the once arrogant and domineering Northwest General of the Great Xin Dynasty, had been killed!
"Unexpectedly, Wu Qingyun has some guts; he'd rather die than abandon the city and flee!"
Chen Huai'an muttered to himself.
At this moment, the balance of points on the system screen in his mind, which could be used to exchange for war soldiers and summon legendary historical generals, also stopped at a certain level.
The 10 million points reward for conquering Yunzhou City were also credited to the account.
At present, Chen Huai'an has gathered the Ironclad Cavalry, the Black Armored Army, and the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, three elite cavalry forces from their heyday, but he lacks elite infantry for conquering cities and fortresses.
After experiencing the thrill of summoning elite warriors, arming 10,000 Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, and slaughtering Turkic cavalry on the battlefield, they finally succeeded.
Chen Huai'an then changed his previous approach of summoning soldiers from the "Born to Be an Emperor" system and instead took the elite route.
After all, the system's quota of 800,000 private soldiers is fixed.
The combat effectiveness of an ordinary army of 800,000 is vastly different from that of an army of 800,000 equipped with super elite soldiers and top-of-the-line weaponry.
Just a few days ago, when his 10,000 Tiger and Leopard Cavalry faced off against the 8,000 cavalry of the Turkic Iron Cavalry's central army, the battle scene could only be described as him pinning the Turkic cavalry to their horses and pounding them.
In the Battle of Panlong Pass, 30,000 Turkic cavalry were annihilated, while the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry suffered fewer than 100 wounded and more than 10 killed.
This casualty ratio is simply phenomenal.
It was worth it for Chen Huai'an to spend more than ten million points to arm such a super elite cavalry force.
Therefore, with the Longcheng Northern Expeditionary Army about to launch a strong attack on Shuobei, he decided to once again summon super elite soldiers, arm an elite infantry force, and form the Longcheng Northern Expeditionary Army's Trapped Camp.
As for the target troop type and the commanding general, he already had a plan in mind—Qin general Wang Jian, the elite warrior of Qin!
The fighting prowess of the Qin warriors is self-evident.
The phrase "out of 100,000 Qin soldiers, 3,000 elite warriors" is enough to show that the Qin elite warriors were absolutely the cream of the crop.
As for Qin general Wang Jian, the Records of the Grand Historian states that "Wang Jian became a general of Qin and annihilated the six states."
Wang Jian, who can be ranked alongside Bai Qi, Li Mu, and Lian Po as one of the four great generals of the Warring States period, led the elite troops of Qin to conquer the northern frontier, and his reputation is well-deserved.
Of course, the points required to summon Wang Jian are also quite high, a whopping 300,000, which puts him at the same level as the military genius Han Xin, and slightly inferior to the human killer Bai Qi.
The complete set of equipment for a Qin elite soldier is not cheap. Without a warhorse, it costs 500 points just to purchase a complete set of Qin elite soldier weapons and equipment from the system's [Armory] shop.
However, for Chen Huai'an, who now has a "wealthy" balance of points, this is nothing.
The war is still raging, so there's no need to worry about points at all; he can use them all up without feeling bad.
Soon, Chen Huai'an rode away from the Prince of Jin's camp and headed into the treacherous valley of Panlong Pass under the cover of night.
One night later, the Northern Expeditionary Army of Longcheng will gain another valiant general and an elite force.
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Shuobei City, the Turkic camp.
In the central command tent, the Turkic Khan Temur sat upright on a wolf-head chair, with two petite young girls carefully attending to him on either side, their eyes darting around, their fear evident.
Inside the large tent, a group of Turkic military commanders and tribal leaders sat down, each surrounded by young and beautiful girls who served them, massaging their shoulders and legs and providing them with lewd pleasure.
It is worth mentioning that Liang Erhu, the former commander of the Yunhui Army who defected to the enemy, was also among them.
They even changed into the same clothes as these wild beasts from the northern desert.
They ignored the screams and cries for help from the girl coming from outside the tent.
These barbarians from the northern grasslands, while eating meat and drinking wine, wantonly ravaged and abused the young girls beside them, committing bestial acts.
At this moment, Arsleng, the commander of the Turkic imperial guard, spoke up: "Reporting to the Great Khan—"
"After this period of repeated looting, everything that could be packed up and taken away from the city and the twenty-eight counties of Shuobei has been packed up and transported back to the northern grasslands!"
brush!
Upon hearing this, the Turkic generals and tribal leaders who had been drinking, boasting, and making merry in the tent all stopped what they were doing and turned to look at the Great Khan Timur, who was sitting on the wolf-head chair in the center of the tent.
The traitor Liang Erhu was no exception.
Everyone knew that Arslan's initial remarks were a prelude to discussing the army's next march and battle plans.
Sure enough, after reporting the previous matter, Ars immediately said, "Great Khan, our scouts in the central army have ascertained the enemy situation at Panlong Pass!"
"The Longcheng Polu Army, which guards the natural barrier of Panlong Pass, has a total strength of about 90,000, including 30,000 cavalry and 60,000 infantry."
"There were no ambushes or reinforcements along the route from Longcheng to Shuobei, which covered an area of more than a hundred miles."
"If our army can capture Panlong Pass in one fell swoop, the empire's iron cavalry can sweep across the Northwest!"
Um!
Timur nodded from the wolf-head chair.
Then, addressing the group of Turkic generals in the tent, he asked, "Gentlemen, what are your thoughts on the next move of the Imperial army?"
"Speak freely without reservation!"
Upon hearing this, the Turkic generals and tribal leaders inside the tent, each with their own thoughts, looked at each other, none of them willing to speak first.
To be fair, all the tribes of the northern grasslands have made a fortune from this southward campaign, having conquered Shuobei without bloodshed.
The majority of the 30,000 Turkic vanguard troops who died at the Panlong Pass were from the Kereit and Naiman tribes under Timur's command.
For the leaders of the small tribes that were annexed, the complete annihilation of the 30,000 vanguard troops at Panlong Pass was a cause for outward grief, but inwardly they were overjoyed.
They all hoped that the Turkic Empire, which Timur had orchestrated, would disintegrate so that they could return to their respective tribes and continue to be carefree local tyrants!
"Surile and Ke, what do you say!"
Seeing that no one was willing to step forward and speak, Timur, sitting on the wolf-head chair, directly called on his troops and called on the leaders of the third largest tribe, Suril and Ke, whose strength was second only to the Kereit and Naiman tribes, to step forward and speak.
Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Suril and Ke immediately stood up and said, "Reporting to the Great Khan—"
"This humble general believes that the Imperial Army's southward march this time, which plundered one city and twenty-eight counties in the Shuobei region in one fell swoop, has taken enough money, grain and women to help the army survive this winter."
"In the spirit of knowing when to stop, I believe the army can now withdraw and return to the northern grasslands to rest and recuperate!"
brush!
Upon hearing this, the Turkic generals present all cast complicated glances at Suril and Ke.
Among the Han Chinese who plundered various counties and prefectures in the northern region, the Merkit tribe, led by Suril and Ke, reaped the most benefits during the operation.
More than five thousand women of childbearing age were abducted, along with money, food, and jewelry, which were taken away in hundreds of carriages.
He, Suli, and Ke could simply stop while they were ahead and enjoy a good winter with the Merkit tribe under his command.
But the leaders of other tribes were not as lucky as him.
Although they also reaped considerable benefits, it was far less than what Surile and Ke had enjoyed—their mouths were greasy and their bellies were full of fat.
In particular, the Kereit and Naiman tribes, who contributed the most and suffered the heaviest casualties in this battle, put in a lot of effort and lost a lot of people, but received the least benefits.
So when Surile and Ke had just said "returning home in triumph," Ars stood up abruptly, his bull-like eyes glaring fiercely at Surile and Ke.
Cough cough cough!
Seeing that they were about to incur the wrath of the crowd, Surile and Ke quickly coughed twice, then changed the subject: "But—"
"At this time of internal turmoil in the Northwest of the Great New Kingdom, it is a great opportunity for our Turkic warriors to make achievements and establish their careers. We must not be blinded by a little bit of petty gain and become complacent."
"Moreover, that Han scoundrel Chen Huai'an cruelly slaughtered 30,000 of my Turkic warriors at the Panlong Pass, a natural fortress!"
"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth; this is a gene etched in the bones and flowing in the blood of us grassland warriors. The blood feud of the 30,000 vanguard troops must never be left unresolved!"
"This humble general believes that the Imperial Army can now march south, flatten Panlong Pass, and sweep across the Great Northwest!"
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