We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

A faint green hue spread across the vast plains, with young grass poking its head out to greet the warm spring breeze. The Fengtian Army's Left Route Army marched across the plains in a mighty force, accompanied by the various Mohe tribes.

The flags fluttered in the wind, and the word "冯" (Feng) on ​​them looked majestic and solemn in the wind.

The warhorse's hooves clanged powerfully as it stepped across the soft ground, splashing black mud from time to time and startling a wild goose that had just returned.

After circling in the air for a few times, it flapped its wings and flew away.

whoosh-

Suddenly, a feather arrow came through the air and accurately hit the belly of a goose circling in the air.

The goose flapped its wings a few times, then fell to the ground helplessly, raising a cloud of dust.

"Good archery skills! I'm in for a treat today!" Jie An turned his head slightly and looked at Yang Xuan beside him.

Yang Xuan's expression remained unchanged, and he just nodded slightly in response.

**zhi, who was at the front, watched the soldiers riding their horses to retrieve the wild geese with a look of worry on his face.

Seeing this, Jie An rode his horse to the side of the enemy and said, "The commander of Xiangping City is Yelu He, right? He's an old rival."

**Zhi nodded.

When Yang Zhongsi was in power, the Huan Guo army and the Khitans had fought too many times, so the generals of the National Protection Army were very familiar with the Khitan high-level officials.

Yelu He was one of the most famous generals of the Khitan people, and he was also a member of the Khitan royal family and had considerable prestige.

However, facing the Huan Guo army led by Yang Zhongsi, Yelu He still won less and lost more.

"Why don't you ask the young commander to let us fly the banner of the Huan Guo Army?" Jie An suddenly asked, "If we can use the reputation of the Huan Guo Army, Yelu He will surely be terrified and ask Guangning for help."

"Some things are principles that must never be touched." ** Zhi replied calmly, "Don't mention the Huan Guo Army anymore. We are now the National Protection Army."

Jie An remained silent, only saying, "Without using the name of the Huan Guo Army, it would be difficult for us to frighten Yelu He into asking for help."

"That depends on whether the firearms the young marshal has given us are truly that powerful."

**zhi shifted his gaze to the team beside him. The soldiers had bulging waists, and each of them had two or three grenades.

The Gunpowder Bureau has been preparing for such a long time that grenades can now be mass-produced and will be deployed on a large scale in the army.

Although the problem of the latch was not solved and a fuse was still required, this simple grenade was already a groundbreaking weapon.

**With great fanfare and without any attempt to conceal it, 20,000 people marched towards Xiangping City in a mighty force.

. . . . . .

Yelu He, the defender of Xiangping City, was no useless person. Naturally, he had already received the news of the Fengtian Army's massive attack.

At this moment, he was riding on a horse, standing on a hillside three or four miles south of Xiangping City.

Behind him were 20,000 Khitan cavalry.

The moment Yelu He learned that the Fengtian Army was coming to attack, he was not prepared to defend the city.

It was not that he underestimated the Fengtian Army. The battle between Li Che and Goryeo had already reached the ears of the Khitans. Most Khitans knew that a brave and warlike prince of Daqing had come from the south.

The reason why he led his army out of the city to fight was that the warriors under his command were all cavalry, and their advantages could be brought into play by fighting on the plains.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Fengtian Army had not yet arrived, Yelu He quickly mobilized thousands of able-bodied men from the surrounding tribes, and together with the defenders in the city, he gathered 20,000 cavalrymen and lined up outside the city.

He felt that the Fengtian Army had come from afar, and even if their combat effectiveness was as strong as the rumors said, they would not be able to perform at their best without being repaired.

It is better to strike first and catch the other party off guard when they are not ready.

Suddenly, Yelu He's pupils shrank.

He saw military flags fluttering in the wind at the end of the plain in the distance, and the vanguard of the Fengtian Army was already faintly visible.

Yelu He had a good eye. He saw that although half of the Fengtian Army was cavalry, the other half was still infantry.

Then he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter how good this King Feng is at fighting, infantry is not as powerful as cavalry.

Both sides have 20,000 men, and my side is all cavalry. Why do you, the King, fight against me?

In this battle, I have the advantage!

He immediately drew his sword and shouted angrily, "Khitan warriors, the Qing people are arrogant and have invaded our territory. Their crime is unforgivable."

"Form a formation and follow me to charge!"

"Whoa oh oh oh!"

The Khitan cavalry let out strange cries, squeezed their horses' bellies hard, and galloped away at full speed.

The horses' hooves kicked up clouds of dust, like a raging torrent rushing across the earth.

At this time, **zhi had already seen the Khitan cavalry coming like waves in the distance.

He looked behind him and saw that the Mohe chiefs looked nervous, while the generals of the National Protection Army all had flushed faces and were eager to try.

**zhi immediately gave up the idea of ​​letting the Mohe riders take the lead.

This group of Mohe people were frightened by the Khitans, and their fighting spirit was far inferior to that of the Khitans.

So they can only be called riders, while the Khitan cavalry can be called wolf riders.

If they were forced to fight, they would probably collapse the moment they engaged in battle, or even turn around and attack their own lines.

"National Protection Army!" ** Zhi drew the sword from his waist, "Meet the enemy!"

Although Yang Zhongsi fought in many battles in the National Protection Army, each of their soldiers was in no way inferior to the elite soldiers of the Ninggu Army.

They quickly formed several phalanxes on the spot according to the pre-rehearsed formations.

Spearmen in front, archers in the back, and cavalry at the end.

Between the spearmen and archers, there was a group of soldiers with slender arms and thin waists. They took out a round object from their waists and put it in their hands.

The Khitan cavalry were getting closer and closer, and their shouts were deafening.

"Kill!"

**Zhi was riding on his horse, looking calmly ahead, calculating the distance to the opponent in his mind.

Two hundred steps.

One hundred steps.

Fifty steps.

Thirty steps.

When the Khitan arrows had already fallen, the Khitan cavalry in front had already raised their spears, and the spearmen of the National Protection Army closest to them could clearly see the grim smiles on their faces.

"Drip, drip, beep, drip, drip, beep!"

A loud trumpet sounded, and the soldiers in the formation received the order and immediately took out the fire starters and lit the fuse in their hands.

Then, he used all his strength and threw the grenade in his hand as he did in daily training.

Dense grenades drew a semicircular arc from the sky and landed under the hooves of the Khitan cavalry in front.

Yelu He personally led the charge. He saw what the Fengtian Army soldiers threw out seemed to be a smoking can.

The cans were not big and had little power. Even when some of them hit the Khitan cavalry on the head, they only made them tilt their heads.

Yelu He was wondering what was wrong with the army of King Feng of Daqing?

Even if they use throwing weapons, they should be javelins, throwing axes or something like that. What's the point of throwing a can?

Before he could think about it, one of the agile guards beside him had already raised his hand and picked up one in the air, fiddling with it curiously in his hand.

Unable to make out what it was, the guard touched his head, held out the grenade in his hand to Yeluhe, and said, "General, this thing doesn't seem to be anything..."

At this moment, Yelu He's sight was suddenly occupied by a dazzling white light.

What followed was a deafening explosion and a piercing burning pain.

boom--

Rumbling--