In an instant!
The sounds of battle rose from all sides, chilling to the bone, their power overwhelming.
Immediately afterwards, under the shocked, fearful, and desperate gazes of Huobo Guiren, the commander of the Turkic vanguard, and more than 10,000 Turkic cavalrymen on the battlefield.
Prince Chen Huai'an of Jin personally led 10,000 Tiger and Leopard Cavalry in a wedge formation and charged down, their momentum like a tiger descending the mountain or a dragon emerging from the sea, striking the battlefield with lightning speed and instantly turning the tide of the battle.
Originally, the Turkic cavalry, which had surrounded and annihilated 10,000 Xuanjia light cavalrymen of Longcheng with overwhelming force, turned into lambs in the blink of an eye, and went from taking the initiative to attack to being passively beaten.
The Turks were about to face ten thousand elite cavalry!
On the battlefield, the difference in combat effectiveness between cavalry units equipped with heavy armor and those not equipped with heavy armor is like heaven and earth.
Otherwise, no dynasty would have enacted laws explicitly stating that those who privately possess armor would be guilty of treason and their entire family would be executed.
Therefore, when Chen Huai'an led 10,000 Tiger and Leopard Cavalry into the battlefield, he immediately launched a one-sided, overwhelming massacre of the Turkic cavalry with overwhelming superiority.
Whether you are a grassland boy who grew up on horseback or a skilled Turkic warrior, you will be killed with a single blow, without any mercy.
Some Turkic cavalrymen, relying on their large size and thick skin, even tried to raise their scimitars to resist the fierce attacks of the elite Tiger and Leopard Cavalry.
The result was that, although he managed to deflect the swords and blades slashing at him by the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry with his scimitar, he could not avoid the impact of the strong warhorse under the cavalryman's horse. Both he and his horse fell to the ground.
Then, a tall warhorse charged up and stomped on him with all four hooves, leaving his fate unknown.
Seeing that they were outmatched, some Turkic cavalrymen, relying on their superb horsemanship, used every trick in the book, such as changing their sitting posture, hiding in the stirrups, and switching horses remotely.
In an attempt to evade the attack, they eventually fled the combat zone and ran for their lives.
This approach was indeed effective, but its results were minimal.
Initially, a very small number of Turkic soldiers were able to escape using this method.
However, the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry soldiers on the battlefield quickly reacted, raising their crossbows and firing arrows. The iron arrowheads and birch shafts of the arrows often easily pierced through the Turks' battle uniforms, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.
Huo Boguiren, the vanguard general of the Turks, relied on the fact that he and his dozens of personal guards were equipped with light armor made of cold forging and were outstanding in horseback fighting.
They actually dared to dream of breaking through the encirclement of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry and escaping back to Shuobei City to inform the Great Khan Timur.
Unfortunately, just as Huo Boguiren and his personal guards fought their way through the remnants of the Longcheng Xuanjia light cavalry and were about to flee north, they were blocked by a golden figure clad in golden armor.
Riding on his yellow horse, Chen Huai'an breathed evenly and looked perfectly normal, showing no signs of having just fought his way in and out of the enemy camp, killing no less than a hundred Turkic cavalrymen.
He rode alone, sword in hand, blocking the Turkic generals. Pointing his halberd tip arrogantly, he said, "Prince Chen Huai'an of Jin is here. Why don't you all dismount and surrender at once!"
"Chen Huai'an?"
"So you are Prince Chen Huai'an of Jin?"
"Inside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the Han dog Chen Huai'an publicly beheaded my Turkic Empire's envoy?"
Upon hearing this, Huo Boguiren's mind went blank for a moment.
When enemies meet, their eyes blaze with fury!
Indeed, Huobo Guiren was the elder brother of Huobo Guitian, the Turkic envoy who was beheaded in public by Chen Huai'an in the Taihe Hall of the Jin Palace. He was also the elder brother of the same mother.
The next moment, Huo Boguiren's eyes seemed to become bloodshot, two fierce beams shot out, staring straight at Chen Huai'an, who was wearing golden armor and holding a halberd, and roared furiously:
"Chen Huai'an, I will kill you to avenge my brother Huo Bo Guitian!"
"Die, you Han bastards!"
Before he finished speaking, Huo Boguiren gripped his scimitar and spurred his horse forward at breakneck speed, charging towards Chen Huai'an as if his life depended on it.
Seeing this, the dozens of personal guards behind him also brandished their various weapons, yelling and roaring as they rode their horses towards Chen Huai'an like locusts.
One hundred steps.
Fifty steps.
Thirty steps.
boom--
A deafening collision shook the heavens and earth.
Two silver afterimages appeared from the side like a sudden storm, and stopped dozens of personal guards behind Huobo Guiren, the vanguard general of the Turks, less than thirty paces away from Chen Huai'an.
Several guards were knocked away along with their horses by the Eighteen Riders of Longcheng who suddenly rushed out from the side.
The other Turkic guards who couldn't dodge in time were also knocked around, feeling dizzy and disoriented. Only through their instinctive riding skills did they manage to control their horses and avoid falling off.
However, they were no longer able to offer any assistance to General Huo Boguiren, who charged at Chen Huai'an on horseback.
Because the eighteen riders of Longcheng raised their long-handled broadswords, their gleaming blades striking fear into the hearts of these Turkic soldiers.
With a single strike, both man and horse were shattered.
Huo Bo Guiren didn't even bother to observe the situation of his personal guards behind him. He had already charged at Chen Huai'an, who was sitting motionless on his horse, with his sword drawn by the momentum of his full-speed sprint.
"You filthy bastard, prepare to die!"
In the blink of an eye, Huo Boguiren drew his sword and slashed.
Chen Huai'an, riding on the yellow horse, remained calm and composed. He simply held the halberd horizontally with one arm and gently poked at Huo Boguiren, the vanguard general of the Turks who was charging towards him.
The next second, a fine steed with its back empty passed by the yellow horse like lightning.
The owner of this fine steed of the grasslands was none other than the man who followed the Turkic Khan Timur after their crushing defeat at the Yumu River on the banks of the Onon River.
Huo Boguiren, one of the Twelve Protectors of the Turkic Empire, led a vanguard force of thirteen men and thirteen suits of armor, who once again swept across the northern steppes.
At this moment, Huo Boguiren had already been pierced through the heart by Chen Huai'an's halberd, and his whole body was hanging straight on the tip of the halberd, held up by Chen Huai'an with one arm.
Huo Bo Guiren wasn't quite dead yet; blood continued to froth from the corner of his mouth as he still abruptly brandished his scimitar, muttering to himself, "Dog, traitor, traitorous man, go, go die...!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Huobo Guiren's head tilted to the side, his eyes still wide open, dying with resentment and bitterness in his heart.
Then, Chen Huai'an slowly raised one arm, and the Huobo Guiren hanging on the tip of his halberd also slowly rose along with the halberd shaft.
Until Chen Huai'an hung it high on the battlefield, level with the banner of the Turkic cavalry.
"The Turkic general is dead! Why don't you surrender now!"
"The Turkic general is dead! Why don't you surrender now!"
As Chen Huai'an shouted with unparalleled domineering power, the eighteen riders of Longcheng, who were his personal guards, rode forward. One of them brandished his long-handled broadsword and slashed at the Turkic banner.
With a swift stroke, the great banner was felled!
At this point, on the vast battlefield, the morale of the stubborn Turkic remnants collapsed instantly, and countless surrendered or committed suicide.
At the same time, the system's cold, mechanical synthesized voice rang in Chen Huai'an's mind once again.
[Ding!]
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On the city wall of Shuobei City.
Timur, the Great Khan of the Turkic Empire, ascended the city wall surrounded by his entourage and gazed southward.
Everywhere you look, there is abundant resources and prosperous people in Han land.
Stepping onto this land meant that countless amounts of money, grain, and women would fall into the hands of the Turkic Empire.
Thirty years have passed, a full thirty years.
After five campaigns in the north, Timur finally set foot on the land he had longed for, and a sense of pride welled up in his heart, as if saying, "The emperor's throne rotates, and this year it's my turn."
Just as Timur was about to make a grand statement about conquering the Central Plains in front of his Turkic generals and tribal leaders, an untimely voice suddenly rang out from the city wall.
"Report—"
"Reporting to the Great Khan, urgent military news! The Empire's 30,000-strong vanguard army for the southern expedition has been defeated at Panlong Pass. Commander Huobo Guiren has been killed in battle, and the entire 30,000-strong vanguard army has perished!"
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