Supreme Golden Palace

Chapter 91 Military Situation (Part )
Near Jinshan, by the banks of the Yedi River,

Lü Shang personally led several thousand cavalrymen from the Zi River, traveling light and simply, covering over 400 li in one day and one night. At first light the next day, they finally reached the Yedi River, where the water shimmered in the morning light. Not far from the riverbank, the flags of the Western Turks fluttered in the wind.

Looking at the Western Turkic camp, Lu Shang's expression was stern. He turned sideways to look at Wei Cheng and others beside him and whispered, "Pass my order. All troops dismount, hold their mouths shut, and rest for half an hour. Let the soldiers eat some dried meat, water the horses, feed them, and wait for the opportunity."

"Yes,"

Wei Cheng and others took the order and left.

Marching over 400 miles in a single day and night was the limit of what elite troops could achieve. Even the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry of the Three Kingdoms period could only march over 300 miles a day at their peak. Lü Shang was able to lead his troops on a rapid march of over 400 miles because he spared no effort, no manpower, and no expense.

So when he arrived at the Yide River and saw the Western Turkic camp from afar, Lu Shang's first thought was to rest and recover his strength.

While the soldiers were resting, Lu Shang forced his eyesight to silently observe the movements in the enemy camp.

Since he practiced focusing his eyesight, his eyesight has become extraordinary. Although he cannot see a thousand miles away, he can see things within a radius of ten miles.

This ability is absolutely perfect for leading troops in battle.

After reviewing it, he summoned Boluhun, Wei Cheng, and the others to his presence and said in a low voice, "Before Boritechi left for the White Xiongnu, he agreed with me to leave in two days."

"Bo Ri Te Chi's Golden Scale Fire Phoenix Steed is a divine horse that can travel 800 miles a day. Riding on it, Bo Ri Te Chi should have reached the Golden Mountain before us. I wonder if he was able to convince the White Xiongnu leader."

Wei Cheng asked, "Then, wait another day?"

Lu Shang nodded and said, "Wait one more day. If Boritechi doesn't join us before the hour of Yin tomorrow, it means his plan has not been accomplished. We don't need to wait any longer and can directly attack the enemy camp."

"Yes,"

After receiving the order, Boluhun and others returned to their respective teams and conveyed Lu Shang's order.

Lü Shang quietly observed the Western Turkic camp until night fell. The banks of the Yedi River were completely silent, with only the gurgling sound of the water. He stood by the river, gazing at the faint glimmer of a bonfire on the other side.

When the hour of midnight was about to pass and the hour of midnight was about to approach, Boluhun came to report, saying, "General, Bo Ri Techi has returned."

"Boribetchi,"

Lu Shang turned around suddenly and saw Boritechi, covered in dust, with the golden-scaled fire phoenix horse he was holding in his hand looking a little tired, walking towards him.

"General, it's done."

Boritechi knelt on one knee, his voice weary but full of excitement as he said, "The White Xiongnu leader has been persuaded and is willing to switch sides and join us in attacking Datou."

"Okay, as long as you are willing to switch sides,"

Lu Shang clapped his hands and said, "Borichechi, you have performed a great service. How many troops does the White Xiongnu have in total? When do they plan to launch their attack?"

Boritechi said softly, "The White Xiongnu have 5,000 heavily armored cavalry. I have an agreement with their leader, Toula, that as long as our army attacks Datou's camp and breaks through Datou's outer defenses, Toula will lead his troops in response."

"With five thousand heavily armored cavalry, Toula's strength is much stronger than we thought!"

Lu Shang had anticipated the strength of the White Huns, but he did not expect them to be so strong.

That is to say, in the world of Jambu, there are gods, demons, martial arts and Taoism, and personal martial arts are constantly improving. If this were changed to the world of the Dharma Ending Age, five thousand heavily armored cavalry would be enough to sweep across an area. If they had a little luck, they could even compete for the world.

In front of all the generals, Lü Shang said, "Tomorrow at the hour of Yin, I will lead the way. Boluhun, you will follow behind, holding the golden wolf-headed banner. Shang Silang, Xin Yongfeng, and Wei Cheng, the three of you will each lead 800 cavalrymen and follow the golden wolf-headed banner to charge the camp. All of you must keep your eyes on the golden wolf-headed banner. Wherever the golden wolf-headed banner is, I will be there."

"Yes,"

Boluhun, Wei Cheng, and the others all responded in unison. Before the Yin hour, thousands of cavalrymen were already poised for action, their horses breathing heavily, their hooves restlessly paddling the ground.

Lu Shang was wearing goose-feather armor, holding a bamboo steel whip in his hand, with purple lightning and frost on his crotch, standing at the forefront of the cavalry formation. Behind him, Boluhun held a one-legged bronze man in one hand and a golden wolf-head banner in the other, which fluttered in the cold wind.

"All troops, listen up! Attack!"

At Lü Shang's command, thousands of cavalrymen charged like arrows, charging towards the Western Turkic camp. The sound of horse hooves pierced the predawn silence, echoing along the banks of the Yedi River.

It was just the Yin hour, which was three o'clock in the morning according to Lu Shang's timekeeping method in his previous life.

This is also the time when people are most sleepy and sleep the deepest.

The Western Turkic camp was quiet. Except for the sentries on duty, most people were asleep.

tread!tread!tread!
Lu Shang took the lead, charging ahead of everyone else. His Purple Lightning Frost seemed to sense his master's fierce fighting spirit, neighing and running with all his might, his hooves flying and kicking up clouds of dust.

Boom! Shang Silang, Xin Yongfeng, and Wei Cheng each led 800 cavalrymen, like three black torrents, desperately following the golden wolf-headed banner.

When they were still a few hundred feet away from the Western Turkic camp, the sentry on duty in the camp finally noticed something unusual outside the camp.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Before their shouts could emanate far, they were drowned out by the rushing black torrent.

"kill!!"

Wherever Lu Shang pointed his steel whip, the cavalrymen behind him roared in unison. The roars gathered together, like rolling thunder, and completely exploded in the Western Turkic camp.

Lu Shang, who rushed to the front, instantly tore through the outer defense line of the Western Turkic camp.

He waved the bamboo steel whip in his hand, and the purple lightning and frost galloped among the enemy groups. Horses neighed and people shouted, and wherever he went, the sky was filled with blood.

How could ordinary Turkic soldiers withstand the charge of a peerless warrior like Lu Shang?

Today, Lu Shang has already reached the pinnacle of human martial arts. No one can do anything to him unless an earthly immortal comes in person. His bamboo steel whip is wrapped in wind and thunder, making it unstoppable.

The Turks in the Western Turkic camp were stunned by the sudden attack, and many of them died in the chaos before they could even see the enemy's appearance.

Those Turks who tried to resist were directly crushed by Lu Shang's black torrent.

Shang Silang, Xin Yongfeng, and Wei Cheng, working alongside Lü Shang, drove their troops like sharp wedges into the Turkic camp. Long swords swung, flashing with cold light, and the Turkic screams echoed, accompanied by the clash of weapons and the neighing of horses.

"Kill!"

Boluhun held high the golden wolf-head banner, standing out in the melee.

He wielded the one-legged bronze man with one hand. The thousand-pound bronze spear seemed like nothing in his hand. With a whistling sound, wherever he passed, the Western Turkic soldiers were all blown away, their bones shattered.

He shouted and rushed left and right, and the golden wolf-head banner in his hand rustled loudly in the wind.

Led by the golden wolf-head banner, thousands of cavalrymen followed closely and launched a charge towards the heart of the Western Turkic camp.

Their figures shuttled through the fire and blood, driving away the fleeing Western Turkic soldiers.

(End of this chapter)