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

Suddenly, a cavalry rushed from the rear of the Mohe army like an arrow.

They were wearing leather armor and holding spears, and their horses galloped, raising a cloud of snow dust.

Above the cavalry, there was a military flag with red characters on a black background, and the big word "Feng" was clearly visible.

He Conglong and Du Diji also heard the noise behind them and looked back at the same time.

Du Diji's expression changed slightly, and he asked, "Go and find out quickly, which army is coming from behind?"

Soon, a fast horse came towards the center of the battle, shouting, "Your Majesty, over ten thousand cavalrymen suddenly appeared in the rear, flying the Fengtian Army's flag!"

"Fengtian Army?"

He Conglong and Du Diji both became suspicious.

The main force of the Fengtian Army was attacking Goryeo, so where did the Fengtian Army come from in the rear?

He Conglong's reaction was faster than Du Diji's. He quickly realized that although this army was under the banner of the Fengtian Army, it could not be their own army.

Because Feng State had a limited number of horses, Li Che had taken away most of the horses during his eastern expedition, and there were only about 10,000 horses left in the country.

How is it possible to gather the horses scattered all over the place and temporarily form such a cavalry that can charge into battle?

"Let the Hu Dulu and Tieli tribes hold them off! The other tribes will continue to attack the city!"

Du Diji reacted quickly and made a quick judgment.

Moreover, the Heishui Mohe had strong execution capabilities.

The two groups of people quickly broke away from the main force and charged towards the oncoming cavalry.

The two armies collided with each other, and the moment the two armies met, the earth seemed to tremble.

After a flurry of fighting, the two sides engaged in a brutal battle. The blood dyed the snow-white land red, and broken limbs were scattered all over the ground.

He Conglong glanced at Du Diji who was not far away, and silently calculated in his heart, if he suddenly attacked at this moment, what would be his chances of winning?

But looking at the group of strong and burly guards beside Du Diji, he still suppressed his trembling hands and did not take action immediately.

The battle situation is still unclear. If he turns against them now, I am afraid that the slaves under his command will not obey him.

He looked behind him and his eyes met a familiar pair of eyes.

Jitaihan took advantage of the chaos and brought 600 Sauron warriors. They had arrived at the formation at some point and were only a few dozen meters away from him.

Ji Taihan held the mace in his hand and nodded slightly to He Conglong.

He Conglong felt much more at ease. He narrowed his eyes silently and retreated behind the crowd, staring at Du Diji's back like a cunning old wolf.

A little more messy, a little more messy!

With the king’s blessing, I, He Conglong, can accomplish this task today and redeem myself for my crime!

It seemed that Li Che, who was far away in Liujing City, heard He Conglong's prayer.

A dazzling white suddenly appeared on the horizon northwest of Mudi City.

This white spot, like the dawn light, expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a white ocean, rushing towards the battlefield.

But I saw that this group of cavalrymen were all wearing white robes, iron armor, and holding sharp spears in their hands.

The leading general was wearing silver-white light armor, a snow-white cloak, and riding a majestic white horse.

He had a handsome face, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, like a god descending from heaven, but he had no weapons in his hands.

Behind this person, a flag fluttered in the wind—Chen!

"kill!"

**'s face was calm and he gave an order. Five thousand white-robed cavalry rushed into the center of the Mohe army's formation from the side like arrows.

The 10,000 cavalrymen coming from the rear were actually the coalition forces of the remaining Mohe tribes in western Liaoning.

It was just that ** lent them the flag to confuse the enemy.

And these 5,000 cavalrymen in white robes are the real Fengtian Army.

They are not only real Fengtian Army soldiers, but also veterans of the National Protection Army, elite soldiers who have followed Marshal Yang Zhongsi in his campaigns for many years.

The army marched quickly, and when it approached the enemy, it fired five thousand arrows.

An overwhelming rain of arrows fell, instantly knocking down the Mohe soldiers who came to block them, and they fell off their horses wailing.

**'s eyes were calm, and he instantly locked onto the weakest direction. The five thousand cavalrymen were like a sharp spear, piercing straight into the belly of the Mohe army.

The Mohe soldiers were caught off guard and stunned by the sudden attack.

The white-robed cavalry were well-trained and coordinated well, their spears flying up and down as if they were in an empty space.

The bloodiness they were proud of was like paper in front of the sharp spears of the white-robed army and was vulnerable.

Their self-righteous bravery was insignificant in front of the real armored cavalry.

** led the white-robed army and advanced like a hot knife through butter, tearing a hole in the Mohe army's formation.

The Mohe soldiers fled in all directions like frightened birds, and their formation was completely disrupted.

At the same time, He Conglong, who was lurking inside the Mohe army, finally saw the appearance of the cavalry in the distance.

With a slight smile on his lips, He Conglong whispered, "This Old Chen still loves this trick. How does His Highness describe it... a show-off!"

Not to mention, this set of white robed cavalry in white clothes and white armor looks quite handsome.

He looked at Ji Taehan who had already walked to his side and nodded slightly.

He silently raised his long sword and suddenly shouted, "Du Diji has lost his way and has few supporters. He is unfit to be king. Follow me and kill this official!"

The six hundred Sauron warriors roared in unison, raised their weapons, and rushed towards the bewildered Mohe soldiers.

In contrast, the slaves that He Conglong had gathered all had dazed expressions on their faces, and had no idea what was going on.

He Conglong paused in his heart and shouted in his half-familiar Mohe language:

"You are my Boyi, so you must obey my orders!"

"I promise, if this is accomplished, you will all be freed from slavery and regain your freedom!"

Perhaps the word "freedom" played a role, or it may have come from the Heishui Mohe system of "slaves of slaves, not my slaves."

Seeing that their new master had already picked up his weapons and was rushing towards Dudi, the thousand slaves subconsciously followed him.

After all, the Mohe people are not bound by the Central Plains people's virtues of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness, and are very accepting of rebellion.

He Conglong did not deceive them. If this could be accomplished, this group of people would no longer be slaves after joining Fengguo.

After all, there are no slaves in Fengguo, only people.

As for why you are the ninth-class nobles?

You didn't ask about this at the beginning!

Seeing six hundred wolf-like and tiger-like Sauron warriors slaughtering his own soldiers one by one, Du Diji finally showed a look of panic on his face:

"He Sanchun, you are just a criminal. I promoted you, and you want to rebel against me?"

He Conglong cut a Mohe soldier blocking his way in half with one blow and laughed, "I am a loyal general, how can I be called a rebel?"

"What did you say? You are General Feng!" Du Diji widened his eyes.

"I am He Conglong, the commander of the right wing of the Fengtian Army. I blame you for being so blind that you dared to place an enemy general next to you!"

He Conglong sneered and rode forward: "Du Diji, you bastard! Give me your life!"